Zuan then noticed that his clothes weren't the same as before, and even his arms were much thinner. A terrible thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly pulled down his pants to look inside, letting out a bloodcurdling scream: "Oh~ NO~"
A beautiful picture of a great roc spreading its wings has been turned into a picture of a chicken pecking at rice; no one can accept such a huge difference.
Just then, the surroundings suddenly quieted down. The crowd in the distance parted to make way for them, each staring blankly in a certain direction. Many people even lowered their heads guiltily, yet couldn't help but secretly look up to peek.
Zu An looked over instinctively and finally understood why these people were reacting this way. A woman in white slowly walked over.
With bright eyes, fair skin, and exquisite features, she was like a fairy in the clouds, her black hair dancing in the gentle mountain breeze, her white dress fluttering, and her slender waist tied with a light blue ribbon.
"Holy crap!" I can only blame myself for being uncultured and not knowing what words could describe the other person's beauty.
Seeing her looking down at him, Zu An got up defiantly: "Hey beautiful, do you have a boyfriend? If you do, would you mind getting a different one? If not, would you mind having another one?"
A hint of displeasure flashed across the woman in white's face as she coldly said, "Well done, Zu'an. After only a few hours, you don't even recognize your own wife anymore?"
Clam?
Zuan was immediately shocked. The woman in front of him, who looked like she had stepped out of a painting, was actually this unlucky guy's wife? Even more shocking was that this unlucky guy who was struck by lightning was also named Zuan?
Just then, a flood of familiar yet unfamiliar memories suddenly surged into his mind.
The familiarity lies in the fact that this world is very similar to ancient China, with similar language and culture; the unfamiliarity lies in the fact that this is a world of cultivators, with extremely powerful individual martial arts, some of whom can even cut through the sea with a single sword and cross the ends of the earth in one step.
Unlike the fantasy novels I remember, the highest level of martial arts in this world is mostly controlled by the imperial court. The stronger a person is, the higher their status and power tend to be.
The current Great Zhou Dynasty is ruled by an emperor who is one of the most powerful cultivators in the world.
This was an incredibly powerful dynasty, with a territory far exceeding that of any other dynasty in ancient China. The royal family and princes were scattered throughout the land, guarding the four directions. Below the princes, there were dukes, marquises, earls, viscounts, and barons, and nobles of all ranks also had their own fiefdoms and private armies, governing their respective regions together with officials appointed by the central government.
For example, the local city of Mingyue was the fiefdom of Duke Chu Zhongtian of Mingyue.
The original owner of this body was also named Zu'an. He was an orphan from a young age and was raised by his uncle. He was a well-known good-for-nothing in the city, good for neither literature nor martial arts. He was always ambitious, unrealistic, and boastful. That was everyone's impression of him. It was said that his uncle was angered to death by him.
What surprised everyone recently was that such a good-for-nothing actually won the favor of Princess Mingyue City, who is also the eldest daughter of the Duke's family, and was recruited into the Chu family as a son-in-law.
How could such a good-for-nothing be worthy of the noble Miss Chu, especially since she is such a stunning beauty? Everyone felt that they were better than him.
The beautiful woman in white before us is Chu Chuyan, the eldest daughter of the Chu family.
Faced with her questioning, Zu'an reacted quickly, smiling as he reached out and put his arm around her waist: "I was just trying to lighten the mood because I was afraid you'd be sad."
Since she is another version of himself in a parallel world, then this wife is naturally also his wife—of course, if she were more beautiful, he would absolutely not acknowledge this marriage.
Chu Chuyan turned around without revealing her presence, just in time to avoid his hand: "Is it because of you that I'm sad and upset?" There was a hint of indifference in her calm voice.
Zuan didn't care and thought she was just shy about being affectionate with him in public, so he hurriedly chased after her, hoping to take the opportunity to improve her favorability.
Unexpectedly, a beautiful figure blocked their way. Zu An looked closely and saw a girl dressed in emerald green holding her hand in front of her. She had bangs and many delicate braids in her hair. She was extremely slender, and what attracted the most attention was her slender waist.
Just as Zuan was about to praise the pretty young girl, her words were less pleasant: "Have you forgotten your place? You have no manners. Get to the back."
Zu An was taken aback. He vaguely remembered that the girl in front of him seemed to be Xue'er, Miss Chu's personal maid. He thought to himself, "How dare you, a mere maid, speak to your master like that?"
At this moment, whispers arose from the surroundings:
"So this is Miss Chu, she's unbelievably beautiful."
"Even the maids are so beautiful!"
"The guy who got struck by lightning really is that good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Chu family. I don't know what he has done to deserve this."
"Everyone in the surrounding area knows he's a kept man living off the Chu family. Look at how subservient he is in front of the maids."
...
A spineless son-in-law?
Zuan's expression was strange. He was having a pretty bad time in this world, but he didn't care about that now. So what if he was a kept man? It was a skill to live off a kept man. You guys wanted to but couldn't get one!
Chu Chuyan quickly boarded a carriage. Zu An wanted to follow, but was glared at by Xue'er, the maid sitting in front of the carriage, and was blocked outside. The other servants seemed to be used to it and started the carriage directly, completely ignoring his presence.
Zuan was a little annoyed. No matter what, your husband was struck by lightning and is still very weak. Are you just going to let him walk back like that?
So without thinking twice, he ran over and plopped down on Xue'er's lap.
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