Chapter 509 Spoiled and Willful Wife VS Cowardly and Fearful Husband 1

The full moon shines on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, a night for the wedding night.

Red candles burned in the room, their warm light illuminating the carved bed, and the wedding curtains hung down naturally like flowing clouds.

Junyu has always preferred quiet, so after greeting the guests, he went straight back to his room.

As for what to do on the wedding night, I've already thought about it many times in my mind, so I don't need anyone to serve me at this moment.

"My wife," Jun Yu called out to her in a low voice.

Jiang Zhiyi sat upright on the edge of the bed, not responding, the weight of her phoenix coronet and wedding robes pressing down on her shoulders.

I was already getting a little impatient.

Then, Junyu walked steadily closer, his wide wedding robe swaying with his movements...

He raised his hand and used the scale rod to lift her red veil.

The scale symbolizes "satisfaction and fulfillment".

They lifted the veil and drank the nuptial wine... From then on, they were truly husband and wife.

Although Junyu did not like this marriage, it was, after all, a marriage bestowed by the current emperor.

The eldest daughter of the Minister's family is marrying into his merchant family... Even if he is unwilling, he has to accept this marriage, which is already considered an "extreme honor" by outsiders.

The red veil was slowly lifted...

Junyu looked up.

Suddenly, a candle on the table burst open, illuminating Junyu's stunned expression even more clearly.

Before he could put down the scales he was holding, the pearl on the woman's phoenix crown swayed slightly, making his heart skip a beat.

At this moment, Jiang Zhiyi showed none of the shyness one would expect from a young lady; instead, she resembled a little kitten who had been cooped up for too long and was getting a little angry.

The upward curve at the corner of her eyes was even more flamboyant than the gold thread on her veil.

"What are you standing there for?" She stood up and went straight to the wine glass, the gold bracelets on her wrists clinking together. "Let's drink from the same cup."

Before she could finish speaking, she had already shoved the wine glass into his hand.

Junyu could only obediently follow her actions.

As they toasted each other, Jiang Zhiyi tilted her chin up, and the gold peony hairpin in her hair accidentally brushed against his ear.

Jun Yu smelled a sweet, cloying fragrance emanating from her.

After that, Jiang Zhiyi slumped onto the bed with a sigh of relief, her red shoes embroidered with mandarin ducks pointing straight at Jun Yu's eyes.

The pearl-studded toes of the shoes trembled slightly, almost as if in defiance.

"Take off your shoes!" she said in a spoiled tone, kicking his leg several times with her foot, then casually removing the tassels from his phoenix crown and throwing it to the side of the bed.

The action was performed in one smooth motion, as if he had been planning to do it for a long time.

Junyu stared at her restless foot, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Although they had never had any contact before, they had met once on the day of the arranged marriage, separated by a screen.

She was graceful and charming, and even her voice when she greeted others was as sweet and gentle as a sticky rice cake soaked in honey.

He thought to himself, "She is, after all, a daughter raised in the Ministry of Rites; she is very well-behaved in every way."

But now, looking at him... he seems like a completely different person.

Could it be that the Jiang family also disliked this marriage and found someone to replace the real Jiang family's legitimate daughter in the marriage?

Junyu stopped himself from having that thought.

This is a crime of deceiving the emperor, so it is naturally impossible for such a thing to happen.

"Hurry up!" Jiang Zhiyi tilted her head and urged him fiercely.

Junyu paused for a moment, then squatted down to take off her shoes and socks.

Seeing that he was quite obedient, Jiang Zhiyi began to set rules for him, nagging, "From today onwards, all affairs of your household will be under my management. Whether it's the maids, servants, or cooks... I will arrange everything. From now on, you must listen to me in everything. If I tell you to go east, you can't go west... I will also manage the accounts of your household, and all your money will be mine from now on... If you dare to play tricks behind my back, I will have Father and Brother lock you up in jail and make you regret it!"

The way she's talking makes her sound nothing like the daughter of a high-ranking official; she's more like a little tyrant from a mountain stronghold.

He also knew about her family situation. Besides her father, Jiang Jingzhi, who was a minister, she had three older brothers: the eldest brother Jiang Qirui, the second brother Jiang Qiyang, and the third brother Jiang Qize. All of them held positions in the imperial court.

"Did you hear me?" Jiang Zhiyi stared at him without saying a word, then pulled her feet back and grabbed his sleeve.

Judging from this situation, we're determined to get an answer today.

...

The task was not difficult. Jiang Zhiyi was to play the role of the pampered eldest daughter of the Minister's family. She had grown up spoiled by her parents and three older brothers, which had made her spoiled, willful, arrogant and domineering. She had caused countless troubles.

The Jun family, as the wealthiest merchants in Jiangnan, accidentally saved the emperor, who was traveling incognito and had fallen into danger.

To reward him, the emperor personally issued an edict betrothing Jiang Zhiyi to Jun Yu, the eldest son of the Jun family.

Faced with this imperial decree, the Jun family, though unwilling, had no choice but to reluctantly agree to the marriage due to imperial authority.

Initially, Junyu intended to live a peaceful and respectful life with Jiang Zhiyi.

But no one expected that Jiang Zhiyi would be so eccentric and difficult to deal with, turning the Jun family upside down.

Because it was a marriage bestowed by the emperor, and because he was wary of the power of the Minister's mansion, even if Jun Yu was dissatisfied, he could only endure it and try his best not to argue with her.

However, Jiang Zhiyi later committed an unforgivable mistake.

In a fit of rage, Junyu lied and claimed that she was seriously ill and needed to rest, so he secretly imprisoned her in the dojo, leaving her to spend the rest of her life in that desolate place.

...

Jun Yu swallowed hard, wanting to argue with her, but seeing her serious expression, he swallowed his words.

Since she is his lawfully wedded wife, it is only natural for her to manage the affairs of the household, and there is no need to argue with her about this matter.

As for the rest...

If her requests are indeed reasonable, it is not inappropriate for her husband to grant her some small favors.

Thinking about it this way, upon closer examination, what Jiang Zhiyi said earlier wasn't actually meant to deliberately make things difficult for him.

After figuring it out, Jun Yu finally raised his eyes, his pupils still reflecting the vermilion mark between Jiang Zhiyi's brows.

He nodded slightly, which was taken as an agreement.

"good."

Jiang Zhiyi was playing with a round fan in her hand.

Upon hearing this, the fan fell to the bed with a "thud," revealing her astonished expression.

Jiang Zhiyi hadn't expected Jun Yu to be so easy to bully, agreeing so readily without even a word of protest.

"You really agree?" she asked again incredulously.

The last syllable rose, carrying a tentative meaning.

Under her burning, bright gaze, Jun Yu's ears turned slightly red, and he nodded again.

He seemed a little uncomfortable and quickly turned his head away, no longer looking at her.

“…What an idiot.” Jiang Zhiyi muttered under her breath, but quickly burst out laughing.

Her laughter was as clear and melodious as silver bells.

She grabbed his sleeve, pressed him down to sit beside her, and leaned forward, bending her whole body over him.

The warm breath was on his neck, and the cloying sweet fragrance grew stronger, wafting straight to one's nose.

Jiang Zhiyi's soft, sweet voice made one's heart flutter: "Husband, you treat me so well."