Chapter 1788: Chapter 1788

You stumbled into the inner room; now, this seemingly simple two-room wooden house is your home. Everything in the house has been renewed by enthusiastic villagers, even the floor that was originally dirt is covered with stone slabs, making it much more stable to walk on.

A red candle is lit inside the room, and the beautiful woman sits quietly at the edge of the bed. During the Eastern Han, things like red bridal veils didn’t exist, Zhao Yu simply lowered her delicate face, not daring to meet your gaze. You chuckled, walked to the table, and poured two glasses of clean water for Zhao Yu and yourself; naturally, the concept of the toast didn’t exist in this era. But you intentionally prepared for it, because Zhao Yu doesn’t drink alcohol, so you used clean water instead.

Holding the two glasses of clean water, you approached Zhao Yu and knelt on one knee before her.

Zhao Yu was somewhat stunned by your sudden action; when she came back to her senses, you had already handed her a glass of water, and your right hand was wrapped around hers. You spoke in a clear, tender voice: "Yu’er, maybe our acquaintance is hastily made; maybe you’re not ready; maybe you’re doing this only to fulfill your parents’ wishes. But, whatever the case, we are now husband and wife. I, Li Muyun, though not a gentleman, vow to love, cherish, and protect you with the rest of my life."

Saying this, you drank the clean water in your hand, and Zhao Yu quietly drank the sweet water in her glass too.

Once finished, you took away the two wine glasses, then proceeded to lie on the floor in front of the bed.

Seeing Zhao Yu about to get off the bed to help you, you shook your hand with a smile: "Though we only met two days ago, our bond isn’t firm yet. If I were you, I wouldn’t want to sleep in the same bed as a stranger either. Let me spend the next while on the floor. Rest assured, with me guarding here, no one can come in; yes, no one, damn it, can come in..."

As you spoke, you drifted into sleep, though you didn’t snore, your breathing was heavy.

At that moment, an inexplicable emotion surged in Zhao Yu’s heart, seeing your ordinary yet always resolute face, Zhao Yu felt her originally hardened heart slowly melting.

Zhao Yu and Zhao Yun lost their parents at a young age; they were taken by two masters, and the siblings agreed to meet in Changshan ten years later, meaning Zhao Yu and Zhao Yun have only recently reunited as well. Before going down the mountain, Zhao Yu had thought it through; at her father’s deathbed, she promised to fulfill his wish, to marry the owner of the Jade Pendant. Afterward, Zhao Yu planned to silently leave and spend the rest of her life in the deep mountains.

Zhao Yu hadn’t told anyone about this beforehand, even Zhao Yun didn’t know.

But after hearing your words, she began to waver over her master’s saying: all men are glib, deceitful, and fickle.

"Should I stay by his side and let time verify it?" Zhao Yu’s heart began to struggle.

Actually, Zhao Yu’s first impression of you was quite special. Over the years, traveling with her sisters, she met many noble sons and heroic chivalrous men, and she and her sisters unanimously found them deceitful and repulsive.

But you’re different. Though you appear crude, reckless, and even somewhat ferocious, it’s all true nature. Moreover, in dealing with her, you are so tender; your eyes don’t show obvious possessiveness or bare desire, only a gentle care and unhidden admiration.

Especially recalling the dazed expression you showed upon seeing her, in this quiet night, Zhao Yu suddenly burst out laughing.

Afraid you might catch cold, Zhao Yu got out of bed and gently embraced you, who was asleep. She laid you flat on the bed and, resisting her shyness, lightly unbuttoned your clothes for you. As the shirt was opened, it revealed your strong build. Zhao Yu’s delicate face blushed, but she persisted. Her fingers, like green onions, clumsily untied all your outer garments, leaving just a pair of shorts.

Zhao Yu conducted a breathing technique, then covered you with the quilt, while she, wearing her clothes, quietly lay beside you...

The next day, you rubbed your somewhat painful head as you crawled up from the bed, looking around blankly.

Drinking too much last night left you unclear on how you entered the inner room, and the developments thereafter were even hazier. Lifting the quilt, you saw there was no blood on the sheets, feeling a bit disappointed but the feeling soon faded. After all, with a woman as outstanding as Zhao Yu willing to marry him, it’s already a blessing. As for what comes next, it depends on your own ability. After all, no matter when or where, a woman’s psychology is the same: she needs someone to love her, protect her, warm her.

You found yourself naked, wearing only a pair of shorts; you scratched your head and chuckled foolishly.

"Hehe, at least the situation isn’t as bad as imagined."

As soon as you spoke, Zhao Yu walked in from outside with a basin of water. Though she had already seen you naked, and last night she personally wiped your body with warm water, touching every inch of skin and muscle, still, upon seeing your firm muscles, Zhao Yu couldn’t help but blush, glowing like a flower.

"You’re up; wash your face first, breakfast is ready." Zhao Yu’s voice was gentle, softly caressing, like the spring breeze.

Zhao Yu is certainly every man’s dream. Of course, for you, as her man, you must work harder to let Zhao Yu live a life of luxury and even rise above all others!

After washing up, you and Zhao Yu sat down quietly and ate breakfast.

The table in the room is your invention—actually, it’s stealing the wisdom of later generations. Once villagers found the benefits of high-legged tables and chairs, they mimicked them. In just two or three days even Changshan County Town saw the appearance of high-legged tables and chairs. Without realizing it, your arrival brought a new boost to the era’s lifestyle technology.

Breakfast was simple: two bowls of plain porridge and two bowls of vegetarian dishes. Zhao Yu is very controlled in her diet, she rarely touches meat.

Taking advantage of the two of you being together, you opened up about her past: "Um... I’ve thought about it; for convenience, I’d like to continue calling you Yu’er from now on. If you think it’s too sappy, I can change it."

Zhao Yu smiled calmly, nodded, and said, "Mm, husband, however you wish to call me is fine."

You continued: "Speaking of which, we have become the closest of people, so mutual understanding of each other’s past will help in future communication."

Zhao Yu paused, not expecting you to say such things. In her view, generally, what can be talked about between husband and wife were mundane matters like food and fuel, someone so open-minded as you is indeed rare.

"I’ll begin then." This was a commonly used approach in your era; though you and Zhao Yu are nominally a couple, the development between you two has been incredibly fast, meeting one day, marrying the next, this could be called a flash marriage. You’re someone attentive to feelings; once you accept a person, regardless of her mind, you will unconditionally accept everything about her.

Moreover, you can certainly tell that Zhao Yu is indeed Zhao’er. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⟡fire.net