Synopsis: It's finished, but not recommended to read.
Slow-burn emotional flow, but with a competitive, "male rivalry" style pursuit of the wife and a crematorium storyline. :D
Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Would a normal uncle and sister-in-law do this...
Wu Jingxun tried his best to suppress his breathing which became disordered due to the sudden close distance. He tightened his waist and took a step back. His white earlobe brushed past him.
"Uncle, you are drunk."
In the end, she simply coldly defined his almost naked emotions that were no longer concealed.
Pei Huaiguang smiled, looking at her face, which looked even more radiant in the bright moonlight, yet frosted with snow, and whispered, "Yes, I am drunk. As I drank your wedding wine, I wondered what my brother was thinking as he prepared these jade cups of wine. What was he thinking while I married you in his place and drank with the guests until dawn, while he was out and about?"
Pei Huaiguang knew that he had violated a taboo.
On the grassland, the prey would be killed by the second arrow. As the most notorious person on the grassland and perhaps the most disliked one, Pei Huaiguang has always been domineering and would not allow others to attack the prey he has set his eyes on.
He was also confident that his arrows would be faster and more accurate than theirs.
But the person in front of him was not a prey, not the kind of person he had encountered before who could be obtained by trickery or other means.
Pei Huaiguang would rather give up on himself and drag another person into the time that belonged to the two of them. He stared at the girl's face in front of him, not wanting to miss any change in her expression.
As he spoke, his lips and teeth were stained with the unique light and mellow aroma of Yuzhi Laojiu. It was not unpleasant, but Wu Jingxun thought of another person in this aroma.
This should have been their wedding day. No matter how good she was, she should have been dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a soft bed, but he was riding a horse at night, sleeping in the open and never stopping.
"He's naturally thinking about the situation on the border, how to ensure the people live and work in peace and contentment, and how to drive the Donghu Tartars out of the high walls of the border town forever." Wu Jingxun smiled. "As for me, isn't my uncle curious about what I'm thinking?"
The night was as cool as water, and the evening breeze blew across the boy's eyelashes. He blinked, looked at the girl's gentle smile, and nodded subconsciously.
Wu Jingxun clenched her fists. The small piece of shawl held in her palm was very soft, and it was the last bit of warmth she could grasp.
The girl's voice was like the warmth of spring flowers in the deep summer night, and Pei Huaiguang's eyes, which were originally hazy and drunken, became more and more clear.
"I wonder how angry and disappointed he would be if he knew that the brother he trusted so deeply would say such nonsense to his wife on their wedding night."
"Uncle, my marriage to my husband has been finalized today. I have become a legitimate wife of the Pei family. You have contributed to this. When my husband returns home victorious in the future, I will definitely thank you in person with him. Let's stop here today." Wu Jingxun politely stabbed Pei Huaiguang's heart with all her strength, and saw that the young man was stunned there, as if he was drunk, and just stared at her without saying a word.
Wu Jingxun took a few steps back, nodded slightly at him, turned around and walked into the house without looking back once.
Pei Huaiguang leaned against the tree, grabbed the wine jug and took a few more sips. The lingering aroma of the wine and the moonlight enveloped him under the lonely shade of the tree. He looked at the closed door and slowly smiled.
So what if they got married? There was a bet and he wasn't out yet.
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When she woke up the next morning, Zi Ping looked at the dark shadow under Wu Jingxun's eyes and said with some worry, "Shall I go to the kitchen and boil an egg for you? I have to serve tea to the old lady and the old lady today, and I look a little listless."
Cui Ping secretly wondered if the lady was lovesick in the middle of the night, missing her husband so much that she couldn't sleep. She looked at Wu Jingxun carefully. Fortunately, her eyes were not swollen. She breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay. I'll put some powder under your eyes later. I guarantee you won't see it."
Wu Jingxun followed them and bent down to touch the steamed bun that was spinning happily at her feet. It had grown a lot in the past month and was now taller than her knees when standing.
Mantou was obviously very satisfied with this new home. Wu Jingxun discovered this morning that Pei Jinguang had built a colorfully painted wooden doghouse for Mantou in the courtyard. It looked very grand. Mantou rolled around in the house under the gentle and smiling gaze of his owner, and then came out to rub her hand.
"Madam, it's time for us to go." The son-in-law was not around, and the lady was alone. Cuiping and Ziping were very nervous, fearing that she would meet those evil mothers-in-law from wealthy families mentioned in operas.
Mrs. Qiong was very cold to everyone else except for smiling at Pei Huaiguang. Wu Jingxun didn't mind it. After serving tea, he stood quietly aside.
The old lady smiled and waved at her. Her hands were not very soft, but rough and old from years of baptism. When they touched the back of Wu Jingxun's hand, she felt inexplicably at ease.
"Jin'er is a lucky man. He didn't have to do anything, and he married a beautiful bride." The old lady put a jade bracelet on her wrist. The white skin and green bracelet were very pleasing to the eye. She patted Wu Jingxun and said, "The men in our Pingning Marquis Mansion are all busy, busy defending the country, busy fighting bravely against the enemy. They left you on your wedding day. I apologize on behalf of Jin'er and you."
The old lady's tone was kind, and one could tell she truly loved and cherished her. Wu Jingxun rarely received such pure care from her elders. Her eyes reddened slightly, and she lowered her head and whispered, "I know the prince has a heavy responsibility. Like many people living on the border, I hope for his safe return and a speedy triumph."
Look at this child, she is not only beautiful and kind-hearted, but also very considerate. Jin Ge'er married her. Could it be that the ancestors of the Pei family were also silently asking the matchmaker in heaven to help tie the red thread?
The old lady patted her hands and said, "There aren't many people in our house. As for me, your grandfather and I were rarely together, so I only have your father-in-law as my only child. The other cousins don't interact much, and there are only a few people living in the house permanently. Fortunately, you're here now, and it will be more lively."
Wu Jingxun nodded and said, "I will pay my respects to Grandmother and Mother more often in the future."
Silly child, why do you have to be so particular about etiquette?
Before the old lady could open her mouth, she heard Madam Qiong speak in a cold tone: "Jin Guang is not at home. Although you are a new bride, you must observe etiquette and rules. If you have nothing to do, just stay in your yard and don't come here." After she went back yesterday, the more she thought about it, the worse it felt. Erlang was young and ambitious. If he liked Wu, it was probably because of her beauty.
Although Jin Guang was not close to her, he was her child after all. How could she watch him fighting outside while her wife was unfaithful and committed a serious mistake?
It’s better to keep the two of them as separate as possible.
Wu Jingxun was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
The old lady glanced at Madam Qiong with some dissatisfaction. Her daughter-in-law had been acting awkwardly for more than ten years and she couldn't say anything to her. She finally had a fresh and lovely granddaughter-in-law to marry into the family, but she still wanted her to be as dull and boring as her?
But thinking of Madam Qiong's middle-aged widowhood and the years of pain she had endured because of Erlang's disappearance, the old lady sighed inwardly and changed the subject: "Where's Erlang? His sister-in-law is offering tea for the first time, so why is he, as her uncle, absent?"
Madam Qiong immediately responded, "Erlang drank too much last night, and he might have a headache and can't get up. We're a family, so there's no need to be so particular about etiquette."
As she was speaking, Pei Huaiguang lifted the curtain used to block the heat and walked into the house. There was still a hint of haziness and decadence on her beautiful face from a hangover. She looked at Wu Jingxun with calm eyes, which were just a passing glance.
"I'm late."
"You know that too." Wu Jingxun had just married in and was too shy to say anything. But the old lady didn't care and just snorted, "There's a cup of cold tea over there. Drinking it will help you sober up."
Pei Huaiguang was sitting next to her. The light aroma of wine and the green aroma of plants on the young man's body mixed together and were blown towards her by the wind fanned by Binglun.
It doesn't smell bad.
Wu Jingxun didn't want to appear to be hiding something, so she just acted like a normal uncle and sister-in-law should get along.
"Uncle, please have some tea."
Pei Huaiguang took the teacup in silence, and his fingertips accidentally brushed against her hand. Although it was just a light touch, it was seen by Madam Qiong who was closely watching their movements.
Her heart sank again.
"Erlang is your uncle, your half-brother. You don't have to be so polite to him." The old lady took Wu Jingxun's hand and said affectionately, "They say an elder sister-in-law is like a mother. If he does anything naughty, just show your elder sister's authority and scold him harshly."
Wu Jingxun smiled and nodded slightly.
At this time, there was a noise outside the house, saying that someone had come from the palace.
The Queen Mother wanted to summon Wu Jingxun into the palace to talk.
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The author has something to say: Thanks to the nutrient solution irrigated by the little angel of the moonlight, persistence is victory yeah yeah yeah yeah