"Although I didn't make the items, I risked my life to forge those white wolf furs for you. Can that be compensated by you casually buying a few purses and clothes?"

Shen Jinchen got up by himself, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and stared straight at Cen Xi.

"Then wait until we get back to the capital. I'll pick out the best fabric for you, find the best tailors and the best embroiderers, and have it made for you, okay?"

Cen Xi said irritably.

After finishing, he didn't forget to add:

“If you’re still not satisfied, then you really should find someone else. I’m really not suitable to be your wife, Shen Jinchen. That’s just my personality. If you only love my appearance, then you can go find Su Nianniang. She looks about 80% like me, which should satisfy your visual needs.”

"If it's not just about looks, then what do you mean by going to such lengths to change me? Shen Jinchen, you have many flaws that I don't like. Have I ever said I wanted to change you?"

"If you want to mold me into the person you want me to be, then I can't do it. Like I said, since we don't share the same goals, why should we be tied together? Can't you just let me off the hook?"

After finishing her sentence, Cen Xi prepared to leave the village chief's house.

She absolutely could not spend the night with this fussy man.

"All I want is for you to keep me in your heart, all I want is for you to care about me. I've never thought about changing you, so why do you always say you want to leave me? I love you, and it's because I love you that I'm so petty. To be honest, I don't even like the person I am, but I'm like I'm under a spell, hopelessly addicted to you. Do you know that?"

Seeing that she was about to abandon him again, Shen Jinchen's outstretched hand hovered in mid-air. In the end, he silently covered his face and cried.

She cried with remarkable restraint and was completely overwhelmed with emotion.

Cen Xi's steps faltered at the sound of the man's cries, and she was unable to take another step.

She remained silent for a long time, then turned back and hugged him. For some reason, tears also streamed down her face.

The two cried for a long time, leaving Fengqin outside at a loss.

Finally, he shook his head helplessly and went to find a place to rest.

Oh dear! Their young master and mistress are really quite the troublemakers!

After the two inside the room had finished crying, Cen Xi violently dragged Shen Jinchen to the bed.

"Shen Jinchen, didn't you want me to prove how much I care about you? Well, I'll prove it to you right now."

Out of spite, Cen Xi uttered those words and then frantically began tearing at Shen Jinchen's clothes. She then straddled his lap and began tearing at her own clothes as well.

After doing all that, she opened her mouth and bit the man beneath her hard, as if venting her anger.

Perhaps matters between men and women can sometimes be a good remedy for problems.

The kisses lingered, finally calming Chen Jinchen's desolate heart. Then he took the initiative, quieting down the aggressive woman.

After it was over, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Cen Xi snuggled into his arms and drew circles on his body:

"Let's decorate the village chief's yard tomorrow. I'll paint a picture for you, and you can write a few couplets, then we'll put them up, okay?"

"Um!"

Shen Jinchen held the woman beside him tightly and gently hummed in agreement.

"Where's your medicine? You just vomited blood and then did some exercise, which might have aggravated your internal injuries. Get up and take your medicine."

Thinking about the blood he had just vomited, Cen Xi sat up to find him some medicine.

"Okay! Don't move! I'll go find it!"

Although Shen Jinchen was still somewhat uncomfortable at this moment, subconsciously he didn't want Cen Xi to suffer from the cold.

He stopped the person from moving, went downstairs to look for it himself, and quickly found a red medicine bottle. He poured out two pills, put them in his mouth, drank a couple of sips of water, and then climbed back into bed, holding his woman tightly.

"Don't do this again, okay? If I didn't like you or care about you, would I be lying in bed with you? If I didn't care about you, I would have already come true all those threats I made before."

Cen Xi looked at him and explained gently. Today's events made Cen Xi realize that this man lacked a sense of security, which was why he was always so flustered.

Looking at the person in his arms, and recalling her comforting words, Shen Jinchen felt a sudden surge of warmth fill the empty space in his heart.

He could sense that Cen Xi was genuinely expressing that she cared about him after the argument, so he gently hummed in agreement.

"Rest now. Get up early tomorrow and decorate the house to make it feel like New Year's. Su Nianniang and the others can celebrate on their own. I won't go anymore. From now on, I'll stay with you and live our own little world, okay?"

Seeing that he was still not very talkative, Cen Xi tried to comfort him again.

"good!"

Shen Jinchen touched Cen Xi's messy hair and softly replied, "Okay."

Afterwards, both of them were too tired and fell asleep without saying anything more.

The next day, Cen Xi kept his promise and got up early in the morning to have Feng Qin prepare writing materials.

After Shen Jinchen got up, he found her, hugged her waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and rubbed against her.

Cen Xi was amused by his childish actions, and she hooked her arm around his neck, pressing her bright red lips to his.

The two of them kissed lightly in the room, oblivious to everyone else around them.

As they kissed, they both became aroused. Shen Jinchen carried her to the bed and made love to her before getting out of bed.

The atmosphere at breakfast was very harmonious. Cen Xi fed Shen Jinchen his favorite pumpkin cakes, while Shen Jinchen fed Cen Xi porridge spoonful by spoonful.

It seemed that their relationship had grown even closer after their argument yesterday, and now they were all so affectionate that Fengqin, who was watching the scene from outside, kept shaking her head.

He was a little confused.

Yesterday's argument was earth-shattering, and today's PDA is sickeningly sweet.

Men are hard to understand!

Women are hard to understand!

Fine, he doesn't want to understand anyway, so let it be!

That day, Cen Xi painstakingly painted three portraits of Shen Jinchen, each one far surpassing all her previous works.

This made her sigh:

"The stench of love can really irritate the nerves. She finally succumbed and became superficial, thinking that her man was the most handsome. These three paintings are absolutely priceless treasures."

"Ha! It's not that you're shallow, it's that your husband himself is of divine appearance, which is why your words are so vivid."

Shen Jinchen scoffed, then smugly indulged in self-admiration.

"You vain one, have you finished writing the couplet? We spent the New Year in the village chief's yard, so we should give back to him in some way. So we should write this couplet well, as a way of repaying him."

Cen Xi glanced at the couplet that the other party had not yet finished writing and urged him on.

"This reward is a bit too high. When did you become so kind, my wife? Besides, I don't think you like the villagers here very much. Why are you being so hypocritical?"

Shen Jinchen smiled, picked up his pen, and gently tapped Cen Xi's nose.