Chapter 523 Spoiled and Willful Wife VS Cowardly and Fearful Husband 15
Every night, she would unconsciously snuggle against him in her sleep, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist, using him as a soft pillow.
The next morning, she pretended to be nonchalant and quietly slipped away, thinking he didn't know.
"Shut up!" Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but yell. "Who snuggled into your arms! You're talking nonsense!"
As she spoke, she grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at him.
Junyu easily caught it and placed it behind his head. "If not, why do you always try to avoid me so quickly every morning? Besides, I didn't say it was you just now."
His gaze seemed tangible, landing on her reddened earlobes, making Jiang Zhiyi both embarrassed and angry.
Jun Yu chuckled softly as he looked at her exasperated expression. "Getting angry out of embarrassment?"
Before he could finish speaking, she suddenly bit his wrist hard.
Jiang Zhiyi's teeth dug into his flesh, and she tasted a salty, bitter taste of blood on the tip of her tongue.
Her voice was muffled as she finally gave in, "You deserved it..."
Let him suffer to death.
Jun Yu deliberately frowned and held up his injured hand in front of her, blood seeping from the teeth marks on his wrist. "My wife is so heartless. Do you want to make sure I can never write again? From now on, I'm afraid you'll have to take care of the account books in the study."
"I...I'll have the servant go find a doctor for you." Jiang Zhiyi lifted the brocade quilt, but Jun Yu pulled her back into his arms.
"Never mind, no need." The pine resin mixed with a faint smell of blood enveloped her, and he placed his palm on her waist. "Go to sleep. It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Jiang Zhiyi held her breath and slowly relaxed in his arms.
She snuggled closer to him, found a comfortable position, and quickly fell asleep.
Only after hearing her long, even breathing did Junyu cautiously turn around to look at her.
"You little ingrate," he murmured, his fingertips tracing her soft face.
The wound on my wrist was still throbbing, but a strange tenderness welled up in my heart.
...
Two months later.
A brand-new red silk ribbon hung on the vermilion gate of the Jun Mansion, swaying gently in the wind, as if foreshadowing an upcoming happy event.
Jiang Zhiyi stood in front of the bedroom, her fingertips pinching several red ropes.
The marriage between Li Rou'er and the second son of the Yang family in the west of the city is scheduled for March, and preparations are already underway in the mansion.
Li Jingxian entrusted her with handling all matters, big and small.
"Young Madam, what should we do with this box of things?" The maid's question suddenly broke her thoughts.
Jiang Zhiyi turned around, her gaze sweeping over the layers of silk on the sandalwood shelf.
The top layer of clothing shimmered with a pearly luster, and the cuffs were embroidered with lotus flowers in gold thread, the stitches fine and dense.
She reached out and touched the cold fabric, when she suddenly smelled a familiar scent behind her.
Junyu leaned closer, "What are you busy with?"
Before she could finish speaking, Jun Yu noticed the faint dark circles under her eyes and his Adam's apple bobbed. "Just leave these things to the old women. Why suffer through it all yourself?"
Jiang Zhiyi remained silent.
She mostly had Zhao Mama do it for her, so she didn't have to put in any effort.
However, while he was asleep last night, she read novels for half the night.
By the time the fox demon and the scholar finally became a couple at the end, the window paper was already turning a pale white.
“I know.” Jiang Zhiyi placed the gift list on the table.
Li Rou'er was all alone and helpless. Although she was a cousin of the Jun family, everyone was watching the Jun family's attitude.
If she doesn't handle this marriage carefully, and others think that her husband's family doesn't like her, how will she be able to establish herself in her husband's family in the future?
Although Jiang Zhiyi disliked Li Rou'er, she wouldn't mistreat her in these matters.
Junyu looked at her forcing herself to stay awake and then scolded her, "Since you know you should take care of your health... don't be like the foolish child in the storybooks and ruin your eyes. If you do that again, I'll throw all those storybooks out and burn them..."
"No." Jiang Zhiyi snorted a few times, not expecting him to know all this, so she had no choice but to compromise, "I'll wait until daytime to see it later."
Jun Yu suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her staggering into his arms. He placed his palm on her cold hand and said, "Your hands are frozen solid."
As he spoke, he took off his cloak and draped it over Jiang Zhiyi.
He then picked up the gilded lacquer box that the servant was holding; the Hetian jade inlaid on the box shone warmly in the light. "I passed by West Street today, and the shopkeeper said he had brought in a pair of fine items..."
The vermilion lacquer box was opened, and two emerald green earrings lay on the snow-white silk cloth, as translucent as if they were filled with spring water from Jiangnan in March.
Jiang Zhiyi was also stunned and reached out to touch that lush green color.
"It's so full of water, it's like the emerald waves of West Lake have been condensed onto jade." She couldn't help but exclaim softly.
Jun Yu smiled as he watched her look on with admiration.
Seeing her reach to close the lid, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Don't move."
Before Jiang Zhiyi could react, he had already picked up an earring, his slender fingers running through her cloud-like black hair.
The earrings dangled beside her ears, their coolness causing her to shiver slightly, yet the warmth of his palms made her feel hot.
"Beautiful. It's even more captivating than that bronze mirror on West Street that's said to be able to reflect the image of immortals."
Jun Yu suddenly remembered the day before, when he helped Jiang Zhiyi read a storybook, and the sentence "one glance could topple a city" that he read in the storybook.
Looking at these earrings now, I feel they are the perfect description of her.
"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you." Jiang Zhiyi naturally liked to hear praise, and was in a fairly good mood.
At that moment, the steward suddenly entered from outside the courtyard.
His expression was serious. "Young Master, the Young Madam..."
"What is it?"
"All the embroiderers originally planned have been poached by the Mo family with a large sum of money. It is said that... it is said that Mo Xiaoyao is also going to hold a wedding and take a fifth concubine."
...
Inside the silk shop.
The shopkeeper hunched over, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. Standing in front of him were the steward of the Jun family and several arrogant old women.
"The Jun family has always been on good terms with our village, this embroiderer..."
Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, the head woman unfurled the red silk in her hand and said arrogantly, "Enough with the nonsense! My master took a liking to these embroiderers first and paid the deposit today. The Jun family can't just interfere!"
"Hmph." The steward of the Jun family suddenly sneered, "The Mo family really knows how to pick their timing. Your master's wedding to that songstress is set for the end of the year, why the rush to make the wedding dress? Do you think the Jun family is easy to bully and are deliberately making things difficult for them?"
The old women's expressions remained unchanged.
The old woman at the head of the group suddenly spat, still stubbornly pushing forward, and said, "So what if you make things difficult? The Mo family isn't afraid of you anymore! We're determined to have these embroiderers!"
The steward of the Jun family retorted without backing down, "How dare you! Do you really think I'm afraid of you? If you insist on taking it today, I'll show you the consequences of offending the Jun family!"
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