Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

6.10 - Discipline

　　The Second Concubine was determined to teach him a lesson this time, and she said to lock him up in the woodshed without any hesitation. The room was piled with chopped firewood, and there was only a straw mat with a layer of cotton quilt underneath, probably because the maids secretly stuffed it in there, worried that his delicate body could not withstand the cold.

　　This body had indeed never suffered, but Shen Mian was not a spoiled person. He lay down on the straw mat carelessly, pointed at the window that was leaking air, and said, "Let someone plug the hole that's leaking air. It's so cold."

　　The servants naturally agreed, but they were worried that he would do something. Judging from the Second Young Master's previous temper, he would not only make endless trouble, but also tear down the house. How could he be so obedient to accept punishment?

　　Shen Mian pointed to the empty space in the middle and said, "Make a fire here, but make it smaller. The room is full of firewood, don't burn it down." He then said to the maids, "Bring the tea set I have in my room, and a few ounces of the tea leaves I usually drink. It's freezing cold, and I need to warm myself up."

　　The maids looked at each other and replied, "Yes, Second Young Master, do you have any other instructions?"

　　Shen Mian narrowed his eyes and smiled again: "Cut another pound of beef, a roast chicken, and a few sweet potatoes, and I will roast them myself."

　　The servants saw that he did not come to be punished, but rather to enjoy himself, and thought that he would not cause trouble again, so they felt relieved. After everything was ready, they sealed up all the ventilation holes inside and outside the woodshed, and then they left, leaving him alone.

　　Shen Mian sat by the fire, stretched his hands over the flames to keep warm, squinting his eyes and said: "It was just a kiss with a man, nothing else. The Qing Dynasty has fallen, but this family is still doing this. Close the woodshed, close the woodshed... I thought that was all played in TV dramas."

　　system:【......】

　　Shen Mian muttered twice, and when his body warmed up, he began to think about his mission in this world.

　　After the last dimension, he began to believe that even if he didn't have to make an effort to look for him, the so-called "child of destiny" would rush to him. As a result, only a few days after the mission began, they came one after another, endlessly.

　　If we wait a few more days, we don't know if there will be a few more.

　　This era has certain particularities. People are accepting and absorbing a large number of completely different ideas and cultures, but at the same time they are bound by conservative conventions and customs. Many times, there are some contradictions and even confusion on the spiritual level.

　　This kind of confusion is particularly evident in Shen Mingcheng. As long as Shen Mingxuan's background is not exposed and he is still his brother, Shen Mingcheng will not go beyond the line. Perhaps he is afraid of Shen Xiaowei, or maybe he just can't get over it. Knowing that it is impossible, but unable to give up, this is Shen Mingcheng's confusion.

　　At some point, snow started to fall from the sky again. Shen Mian opened a window, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, looking at the whiteness outside the house, and sighed, "What a horrible weather."

　　He put down the cup and reached out to catch a snowflake. Just as the coolness fell on his palm, someone suddenly held his hand. A tall figure appeared from the darkness. The man pursed his thin lips, and his handsome features showed a bit of coldness. His shoulders and hair were all covered with fallen snow.