Didn't they say that a wife would be assigned to you as soon as you started working here? (Part 2)

I couldn't help but stare at Chen Ning's lips. Perhaps due to blood loss, her lips were a little pale, but... I couldn't forget the warm and soft touch that lingered in my palm.

Just as I was staring intently, Chen Ning spoke again, calling my name gently, "Liang Si, are my eyes bright?"

I looked up abruptly and met his smiling eyes. In the reflection of his eyes, I saw my own lips moving, mindlessly answering his question.

I said, "It's bright, like a star..."

Chen Ning's eyes brightened even more. In a moment that went unnoticed, the distance between us unconsciously shrank, and I could feel Chen Ning's warm breath brushing against my cheek. My heart pounded—was the matter of his wife settled? As Chen Ning continued to plead, it seemed that he had gotten his way.

Chen Ning: "Then look at me..."

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Qingxi's former sister-in-law stood in the doorway holding a bowl of medicine. "Drinking medicine—what are you doing?"

I was so scared that I rolled off the bed. Chen Ning pulled directly at her wound, and her face turned pale with pain.

"N-nothing!" I scrambled to my feet. "He got sand in his eyes, I'll blow it out for him!"

Ah, let's not even talk about the fields outside. It's late summer and the fields are lush and green. Is there any sand in them? The clinic's windows and doors are tightly closed. Where did this strange wind come from that is so magical? It carries sand and breaks through all the obstacles to blow right into Chen Ning's eyes.

Qingxi's sister-in-law narrowed her eyes. "Oh? Then why are your faces so red?"

"fever!"

"My wound hurts!"

We answered in unison, then exchanged an awkward glance. My ex-sister-in-law snorted and slammed the medicine bowl down on the table. "Hurry up and drink your medicine. Don't try anything funny in my clinic."

After she left again, an eerie silence fell over the room once more. I stared at the dark, murky medicine in the bowl and suddenly said, "Chen Ning."

"Um?"

"May I kiss you?"

Chen Ning: "..."

He seemed startled by my blunt words, jumping out of bed in disbelief. "What are you talking about?"

I tilted my head and looked at him: "Isn't that right? Senior brother said that the next step after getting to know each other is holding hands, and after holding hands you should kiss. We just held hands, so shouldn't I be..."

Chen Ning's ears turned bright red, "What kind of nonsense has your senior brother been teaching you!"

"Really? He also said..." I deliberately lowered my voice, "After the kiss, we'll get married."

I was certain I hadn't used any magic, but he froze on the spot.

“…Liang Si.” Chen Ning covered his eyes, both amused and exasperated. “Your 'nine out of ten orifices are open—the one you’re completely clueless' attitude is really frightening. Although I really want to agree to your request, but…”

"But you're afraid I'll betray you?" I picked up the conversation instinctively, pursing my lips. "How could I be completely clueless? I can tell the difference between liking and disliking. Besides, even with our bad reputation, our Nine Streams Sect has never had a playboy who toyed with feelings. If you're really worried, I can swear to Master that if I break this oath, I'll be killed by my fellow disciples the moment I step outside. But... but..."

"only?"

I was a little embarrassed. "But I've already spent all my savings for my future wife, so I'll have to save up for a while longer before I can marry you."

Chen Ning took a long breath, lay down on the bed, and laughed heartily, "I have money, I'll marry you. Liang Si, the first purse you took is very important to me. It was a gift from my father to my mother, which was later passed down to me."

I was startled and quickly took out the purse. I hadn't looked at it carefully before, but now I realized that the embroidery on it was so much better than the kind that's everywhere.

"I didn't take it back, do you understand what I mean?" Chen Ning asked. "I know you Nine Streams Sect are the best at lying, can you... please don't lie to me?"

His voice carried a vulnerability I'd never heard before. I slowly walked over and saw that his fingers were trembling with nervousness.

But this matter...

I lowered my head guiltily, but Chen Ning noticed with his sharp eyes. "What's wrong?"

I gave an awkward laugh. "Actually, I'm lying to you right now."

Chen Ning: "?"

"My current appearance is fake." In my early years, I disguised myself to avoid attracting the attention of the opera troupe, and it later became a habit.

"Then I want to see what you really look like."

My first instinct was to refuse, "What if you don't like me after you see this?"

Chen Ning smiled "gently".

Okay, okay, I understand.

I slowly peeled off the fake face covering my face. The face underneath was unusually pale because it had been covered by a mask for years and never seen the sunlight. The sickly pale face also had messy scars - from burns and whippings.

Chen Ning stared intently, which made me uneasy. I turned around, threw down the mask, and reached out to cover his eyes. "Don't look, it's ugly."

"Not ugly, it's beautiful." He touched my face, as if trying to remember every scar.

Sparks flew between our four gazes. Just as I suspected, his lips were incredibly soft, softer than any pastry I'd ever tasted. After the kiss, I nestled in Chen Ning's arms; he smelled so wonderful, I stubbornly refused to get up.

"Anything else?" refers to the lie I told him.

Chen Ning confronted him, saying, "I can forgive everything you've said."

“No.” I shook my head, deliberately rubbing my hair against his chin and tightening my grip on his waist. “I lied about this, but I won’t lie to you again.”

The promise had barely been made when the door was pushed open again. Qingxi's ex-sister-in-law strode in, her face contorted with rage, followed by my cheap senior brother.

"Stop following me. Can't you understand human language?" She turned around and gave us a quick photo as we lay on the bed, embracing each other tightly. "I told you, don't do anything nonsense at my clinic."

Just then, the senior apprentice arrived, but before he could even see what was going on inside, his ex-sister-in-law—or rather, his sister-in-law—grabbed a weapon and threw him out. "You! ...

Listening to my senior brother's wailing outside, I thought to myself, "My sister-in-law truly lives up to her name, 'Fiery Chili Pepper.' She's making me tremble with fear." I looked up at Chen Ning and asked, "Good brother, you won't treat me like this again, will you?"

Chen Ning, who was also holding her breath, slowly covered my ears.

...

"So you just got married like that?" My senior brother poked my forehead in anguish. He had several bumps on his head, wrapped in thick bandages. Great, at least my sister-in-law can treat him right after the beating.

Senior Brother: "Liang Si, Liang Si, you were the most promising disciple of the Nine Streams Sect, how did you get snatched away by someone from Tianquan?"

"Listen to me, senior brother, he's no ordinary kid from Tianquan." I patted the money pouch in my pocket with a grin, chuckling, "Chen Ning gave it to me this morning. He's rich! And he's good-looking too!"

"You shameless gigolo, what a disgrace!" The senior brother jumped up and down in anger. "Where are your dowry gifts? Didn't you save them up for ages?"

"I ate some of it, and the rest... I'll keep it as part of my dowry."

My senior brother almost fainted after hearing this. I ran away with a grin and slipped away to Tianquan Garrison when no one was looking.

"Husband, are you feeling better?" I asked with a grin as I pushed open the door. As soon as I entered, I saw Chen Ning with a dark face. He threw a pillow at my face from a distance, gritting his teeth, "Weren't you always hungry when you were little? Where did you get such strength? I told you to be gentle!"

No, my wife is also a "fiery hot pepper." But I like it.

I suppressed a laugh and walked over, slipping my hand into the warm blankets and then following the warmth, I touched Chen Ning's strong and powerful waist, massaging it gently.

Suddenly, the world spun around me, and Chen Ning threw me onto the bed. He sneered and questioned me in his still hoarse voice, "Didn't I slash you? Where's the scar? I didn't see it last night."

We're doomed.

I've completely forgotten about this.

I think he restrained himself the night before, but now he's completely immobilized by Chen Ning's grip.

Seeing the fist about to land, I pleaded timidly, "Good brother, good benefactor... if you really have to hit me, could you please not hit my face..."

My senior brothers and sisters weren't lying to me. One said we should get married after our first kiss, and the other said I'd have a wife by the time I'm as old as my senior brother. But I'm younger than my senior brother was when he met Qingxi's wife, so I'm better than him!

Although I cannot escape the fire of my childhood, I think my body and soul have found their home; they will always belong to the Nine Streams Sect and Chen Ning.

(The Liang-Chen scenic group, the end)