Chapter 150 If Line: Yan Chongzhou Chapter 4

When Yan Chongzhou was washing Mingyue's underwear yesterday, he discovered that what she was wearing was actually a modern style?

What does this prove?

Yan Chongzhou’s first thought was: Mingyue must have traveled here from the Federation world.

Maybe I lost my memory for some reason.

But then, after a day of testing, he discovered:

Some of her habits are modern, her rapid speech occasionally brings back old habits, and last night she was talking in her sleep, mumbling about her parents and brother...

So she didn't lose her memory, she still had her memories.

Then there are only two possibilities -

Either this Xiaoyue is the Xiaoyue in a parallel universe, and is not the same Xiaoyue he loved in the Federation.

Either Xiaoyue did not travel to the Federation and did not know them, but fell into this world.

Yan Chongzhou began to wonder: What about him?

Is he still "he"?

Could it be that "Yan Chongzhou", who possesses 29 years of Federation memory, is "him" from that world?

And the "Yan Chongzhou" who has been mentally retarded for 29 years is the real him?

He just has a memory of another world.

Yan Chongzhou chopped wood in silence for a long time.

It was not until he heard Mingyue calling him that he immediately put down the axe and went into the house.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyue?"

Mingyue clutched her stomach in discomfort. Looking at the nervous man, she suddenly felt aggrieved.

"I think I'm having my period... er, my period. It's something women have every month..."

"Maybe he was too hungry before, so he didn't come. He only ate for three days, and now he's here."

Yan Chongzhou understood immediately. Seeing her frowning uncomfortably, he immediately said, "I'll go get ready! Wait a moment."

He turned around and went to the kitchen to soak two towels in hot water.

After squeezing it dry, he brought it into the house and naturally lifted Mingyue's clothes.

Yan Chongzhou put the handkerchief on Mingyue's belly:

"Cover it up first. If it gets cold, tell me and I'll change it."

"The only one at home who has a water bag is the old man... I'll go buy some later."

Mingyue looked at the man squatting in front of her, her eyes lingering on his worried expression.

【He is really good to me. 】

Yan Chongzhou touched the girl's head, got up and went to the kitchen again.

Not long after, he brought a bowl of hot sugar water with an egg in it.

The man in a gray-blue jacket had broad shoulders and long legs.

When he approached Mingyue, he was able to wrap her whole body in the shadow.

"Eat this bowl, and your stomach will feel better."

"Be good, wait at home. I'm going out to buy you something now."

Seeing that he was about to rush out again, Mingyue reached out and grabbed his wrist for the first time.

"Brother Yan!"

The slender fingers slowly grasped the warm and dry big hand, carefully holding two of his fingers.

Yan Chongzhou turned his head to look at her, "What's wrong? Are you scared alone?"

He looked at his clenched fingers, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice lowered:

"The old man can't get out of bed. If Uncle Li keeps on talking nonsense, you can yell back at him. Just stay in the room and don't go out."

Mingyue nodded, still not letting go of her hand.

"I mean, don't buy anything. I've spent a lot of your money these past few days."

"Also, I need something to cushion my feet. Do you have any old clothes or rags at home? I'll sew one for you to use first."

Yan Chongzhou frowned in frustration, "Sorry, I didn't think of that for a moment."

He turned back and walked to the closet.

"There's no rush to buy things. I'll make you a few replacements first."

Mingyue: “Ah?”

Who did it?

A few minutes later

The tall and burly man sat on a small stool, sewing menstrual strips with needle and thread in his hands.

Yan Chongzhou took out his cotton-padded jacket, took out the yellowed cotton and sewed it into the cloth strips instead of wood ash.

Mingyue sat on the bed, holding a hot towel in her arms, eating sugar-coated eggs, and watching this scene.

The man lowered his eyebrows, put away his fierce and unapproachable aura, and quietly sewed the menstrual cloth for her.

The sunlight hit the door frame and spread to the side of the man's body.

His three-dimensional facial features fluctuated in light and darkness under the sunlight, and even a frown made him look very handsome.

Mingyue chewed the candied egg in small bites. The sweetness went all the way to her heart, but her eyes were sore.

I'm really disappointing.

How could she be so lucky? She was obviously sold here to carry on the family line.

Not only was she not abused or treated like a maid, but she was served tenderly and carefully instead.

Mingyue prayed silently in her heart once again:

I hope this kind of life can last longer and longer.

--

Another week of dull recuperation passed quietly.

Mingyue washes her body every day, takes a bath every two days, and applies medicine every night.

Most of the scars on my body have healed, and the soles of my feet have also completely healed. I can finally go out freely.

Yan Chongzhou was very gentle and considerate to her, but he was actually very strong and overbearing.

If he didn't let her go out, he really wouldn't let her step out of the door or into the kitchen.

During these ten days, she was either in her room or basking in the sun in the yard.

The old man sleeps drowsily every day, and I heard that he doesn’t have much time left.

Mingyue has never seen him since she was sold in, because Yan Chongzhou didn't allow her to go.

As for the old servant Uncle Li, he didn't dare to look Yan Chongzhou in the eye or speak to him.

I only dared to occasionally say a few words to Yan Chongzhou in front of her door when he was not around.

"Whose daughter-in-law is married to enjoy happiness?"

"This is the first time I've heard of a new bride who refuses to see her father-in-law and doesn't work. She even wants her husband to personally serve her, bring her food, and boil water for her?"

"Did our family buy an ancestor?"

"My dear wife, don't think that the young master loves you now. That's just a novelty."

"Although our family is a little poor now, we are still much richer than ordinary families... When the war is over, you can take a concubine..."

Mingyue didn't listen.

After getting used to it, she realized that Lao Li was actually criticizing her indirectly.

After all, this world is different from the modern world. It is a feudal patriarchal society.

A woman should obey her father at home and her husband after marriage.

Yan Chongzhou is also a man here. What if he wants to take a concubine one day?

Mingyue already has a little affection for Yan Chongzhou.

Whenever I think of this possibility, I feel uncomfortable in my heart.

These days, Yan Chongzhou leaves early in the morning and comes back almost when it's dark.

Sometimes I bring her some food, and sometimes I rush back to cook.

Mingyue tried to light a fire to cook, but was caught by Yan Chongzhou who came home early one day. He carried her back to the room with a cold face.

"Being my wife is for enjoyment, not for work. You are not allowed to go near the kitchen."

The next day, Yan Chongzhou brought back Aunt Liu, who used to be a cook in a restaurant.

Mingyue is really bored now.

Yan Chongzhou was busy going out during the day and still did not spend the wedding night with her.

He just held her in his arms as he slept.

He would also pat her on the back, coax her, and occasionally tell her about the war outside.

The day before yesterday he mentioned that he used the money to store grain and salt, intending to form a team to resell them in the areas where the war was going on.

Yesterday he mentioned that he had taken an order with a very high commission, and he would buy her a new house after receiving the commission.

Mingyue listened to him describe the future and felt that it was all too fantastic.

Yan Chongzhou descended from the sky like a white knight who asked for nothing in return.

Pull her back from the abyss and give her all the good things.

Mingyue began to feel that her heart was uncontrollably concerned with him.

--

Late at night

Yan Chongzhou took out a bag of silver coins from the cloth bag and placed it in Mingyue's palm.

Mingyue held the heavy silver coins in her hand and asked, "Do you want to leave it to me?"

"Don't worry, I'm good at this kind of simple arithmetic. I'll make sure to keep track of every expense!"

Yan Chongzhou's figure was cut by the candlelight, and his handsome and almost sharp facial features appeared particularly profound at the junction of light and dark.

His gaze was heavy, like a deep sea with whirlpools, firmly fixed on the girl in front of him.

"I'm not asking you to take care of it. It's for your own safety, your change."

Mingyue squeezed the bag tightly, looked down at it in silence.

After a long while, he spoke: "Brother Yan, why...why are you so nice to me?"

Yan Chongzhou looked at the girl who lowered her head and dared not look at him, and put his hand on her cheek.

The man's fingertips were covered with thin calluses, warm and rough, gently caressing Mingyue's delicate skin.

From the slightly hot cheekbones, slowly slide towards the sensitive earlobes.

The touch felt like a weak electric current, causing a slight shudder wherever it passed.

Mingyue held her breath and did not dodge.

She felt her defenses melting away inch by inch under that slow touch.

Until Yan Chongzhou leaned over and his breath was slightly heavy.

Mingyue subconsciously turned her head to avoid it.

But it was more like bringing her fragile neck to his lips.

Yan Chongzhou's breath brushed against her earlobe, and his deep voice, with a gravel-like texture, penetrated directly into her heart:

"You are my wife, shouldn't I be nice to you?"

The tone of his voice was filled with understanding and a hint of dangerous playfulness:

"Xiaoyue, are you wondering if I would treat another wife this well?"

His lips replaced his fingers, brushing against her small earlobe lightly, and his warm breath made her whole body tense.

Mingyue took a deep breath and subconsciously raised her hands to press against the man's solid chest.

Through the fabric, one can clearly feel the taut muscle lines and steady, powerful heartbeat underneath.

It hit her palm again and again, making her fingertips numb.

"Brother Yan--"

The girl's voice was obviously flustered, like feathers blown by the wind, making Yan Chongzhou's Adam's apple roll.

"That's not what I meant. I just think you're so nice to me. I, I--"

She tried to arm herself with the last bit of her sanity.

I applied a little force with my fingertips, trying to push away the suffocating feeling of oppression.

The next second, the man who had endured for almost a month was finally about to start enjoying the treasure bestowed upon him by God.

The man lowered his head, and his hot lips pressed against Mingyue's lips with irresistible force, leaving her no time to dodge.

It was no longer a temptation, but a declaration of his will.

Like a brand, with a scorching temperature, it instantly defeated all of Mingyue's resistance.

Her hands were shaking and she felt dizzy and didn't know where she was.

Until the man easily carried her on his lap.

With the tip of his nose against Mingyue's cheek, Yan Chongzhou restrained his breath, his eyes like chains entwining the woman of his two lives.

"Don't do anything, don't be afraid."

"Baby, just give me a kiss for a while, okay?"

Mingyue's eyes widened when she heard this.

Baby?

This name is for modern people!

Before Mingyue could ask, the confusion and love were like thick honey, almost drowning her.

The senses were infinitely magnified: the heat of his lips and tongue, the strength of his arms, the rise and fall of his chest...

Mingyue couldn't tell whose heartbeat it was, she had lost all her sanity.