Chapter 1789: Chapter 1789
Since the Empress can involve you in this world, it’s only natural that she would also manipulate Zhao’er and the others into it.
"I’m an orphan, I don’t even know who my parents are. I grew up eating from every family’s pot in a mountain village. At just over ten years old, I set out adventuring. Over a month ago, I was captured into the Yan State Army and became their cannon fodder. It was during that time that I met my adoptive father..."
You briefly recounted your past month, and couldn’t quite explain how you now possess such divine power, so you glossed over it.
As for the words Wang Xi spoke on his deathbed, you conveyed them truthfully. Zhao Yu showed no emotional response after hearing them because, for her, Wang Xi’s family had little to do with her. Even if there was something in the past, now there isn’t. Her husband’s surname is Li, and her future children will also bear the surname Li.
She didn’t sleep last night; instead, she thought for the entire night. In the end, she decided to let go of everything from the past and live with a new identity. During her three years of traveling, she’s met many people, but none compared to you. What you gave her was warmth and an unprecedented sense of feeling. Staying with you made Zhao Yu’s heart warm and comfortable.
Maybe this is her lifetime pursuit.
After you finished speaking, Zhao Yu put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked straight at you. She spoke in a voice only you could hear: "Yun and I lost our parents since a young age and have grown under the care of our uncle and aunt. When we were little, I had a good sister, and we met a few times after growing up. As for the Sect Master, I ask for your forgiveness, husband. I made a vow to the Master before leaving the mountain, not to reveal anything."
You smiled, suddenly stood up, walked directly to Zhao Yu, and knelt on one knee again. You couldn’t remember what you did last night, but this time you earnestly knelt before Zhao Yu, taking her hands and placing them in your palms to let her feel your warmth.
Looking into Zhao Yu’s eyes, you declared your love: "I vow here not to betray Zhao Yu through all reincarnations and if violated, may I be doomed to the Animal Ways for eternity!"
This kind of vow is exceedingly rare, and it’s the most severe. Women are easily moved, especially after Zhao Yu’s growing affection for you. She immediately cast away her past restraint and plunged into your embrace!
You held Zhao Yu tightly, inhaling the fragrance from her body, as if you wanted to merge Zhao Yu into your own body and soul.
"You, you bastard, let go of my sister!" Zhao Yun’s voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Get lost!" You casually grabbed a chair and hurled it towards the door.
With a "bang!", Zhao Yun was knocked flying while you continued to hold Zhao Yu. As you put it—"This damn feeling is damn amazing! My wife’s figure is top-notch!" Check latest chapters at novel✦fire.net
In front of others, especially her brother, Zhao Yu was still a bit reserved, though reluctant to leave your arms, she gently struggled a bit to signal you to let go.
As a rogue, you naturally understood Zhao Yu’s intentions, so you turned your head sideways and said to Zhao Yu: "Yu’er, give me a kiss, and I’ll let go."
Seeing Zhao Yun hadn’t come in yet, Zhao Yu quickly kissed your cheek, and you squeezed her into a tight hug before letting her go, then strode out towards the door, cursing: "Zhao Yun, you little brat, today I’m gonna beat your ass till it blooms!"
Zhao Yu watched you and Zhao Yun "play" at the door, her face showing a smile of happiness.
For the next half month, you lived a very comfortable life.
Your relationship with Zhao Yu also deepened, gradually developing a tacit understanding that only exists between a married couple. You handed over all your few gold bars to Zhao Yu, declaring that you wouldn’t handle finances, leaving the future household to Zhao Yu.
It’s as if there is a thin veil between you and Zhao Yu, which neither of you wants to break. Both seem to enjoy the current feelings—somewhat ambiguous yet warm.
In your view, it feels like you and Zhao Yu are having a romance, based on a marriage foundation. Both of your bodies are tightly bound by marriage, and your hearts are drawing closer. Although you share the same bed, you haven’t taken that step, often whispering intimately, enjoying time only belonging to the two of you. This seemingly simple little house is filled with a deep sense of love and an atmosphere of tenderness between the two.
The only flaw is Zhao Yun, this little rascal, who occasionally interrupts. Whether he intentionally picks on you is unknown, but each time he gets quite a beating from you.
However, when it comes to wielding the spear, you have to give a thumbs-up to Zhao Yun. This guy seems born to wield a spear. It flows like a dragon in his hands, free and easy, willful and unrestrained.
Of course, compared to a freak like you, Zhao Yun is still a level below, because your "weapon" has completely exceeded human standards—a tree trunk twenty meters long with a diameter of about a meter! Not only are you incredibly strong, but you also move quickly. Zhao Yun can’t even get close, often getting overwhelmed by you. Usually, Zhao Yun doesn’t dare to take your moves, for if your thick tree trunk hits him, even spitting blood would be considered a light injury!
Compared to Zhao Yun, Zhao Yu’s strength shames you, for your wife’s strength far surpasses yours by a mile!
On that day, you and Zhao Yun were competing in the open field. Zhao Yun used his spear, and you took out your big blade. Because they were real weapons, both were initially cautious; after all, a single mistake could injure the other, which neither wanted to see. Despite the bickering, your relationship with Zhao Yun became increasingly solid. Although there was frequent teasing, it was easy to see the camaraderie between you two. Some say men’s friendship is forged through sparring, well, this is true for you and Zhao Yun.
Since Zhao Yun had always been suppressed by you, he fought back fiercely using a big move, intending to strike the big blade out of your hand. However, as he was striking, he stepped on soft soil, causing his body to tilt. His force increased substantially, and the spear, carrying a powerful Qi force, thrust towards your chest. Unable to dodge in time, seeing the spear about to pierce your heart, at the critical moment, a flash shadow flickered, and Zhao Yu descended like a fairy, easily catching Zhao Yun’s unbalanced spear with her slender jade fingers, even though at that point the spearhead had already penetrated a few millimeters into your skin.
You were utterly stunned by this. You must understand, at that time Zhao Yu was resting under a tree hundreds of meters away from you two, yet in the blink of an eye, she had swiftly intervened and effortlessly blocked Zhao Yun’s full-force attack. It’s evident Zhao Yu’s prowess has reached an extraordinary realm.
"Sis, thanks to you, otherwise this idiot would definitely have been finished."
As they say, closeness breeds similarity. After hanging out with you for some time, Zhao Yun’s words became quite sharp. But, of course, he only spoke around close people.
Zhao Yu gave Zhao Yun a stern glance, dropped the long spear, and looked at your chest with some pain. Although it was already autumn, you were still dressed lightly, wearing only a piece of cloth armor that Zhao Yu personally stitched. Seeing the bright red blood staining a spot on your chest, Zhao Yu couldn’t help placing her hand on your chest, concernedly asking, "Husband, does it hurt?"
"With your caress, even being pierced doesn’t hurt." You grinned broadly, deeply satisfied. Zhao Yu’s jade hand on your chest—a feeling others wouldn’t understand!
"Oh! I really can’t stand watching this!"
Zhao Yun covered his eyes and turned to leave. When he looked back, he saw Zhao Yu already in your embrace, with you winking at Zhao Yun, attracting a straight middle finger from him!
However, the peaceful days of the family were soon disrupted by the arrival of a person.