Chapter 132 A First Marriage is Better Than a Second
The old lady was used to taking a nap in the afternoon. After lunch, the young couple returned to their own courtyard.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Wen Xiangyan took Ning Yan's hand and led her to the study, where a half-finished portrait of him was on the desk.
Ning Yan took a closer look and realized that the person in the portrait was herself, and the clothes she was wearing should be the ones Ning Wanrong wore on her wedding day.
"Your drawing skills are quite good."
Wen Xiangyan was pleased to be praised by his wife, but he didn't show it on his face. "A few days before the wedding, you forbade me to go to see you. I was so worried that I started to paint you in the study. From now on, I will paint a portrait of you every month and then fill the whole house with the portraits."
"Should I also paint a portrait of you every month?"
Wen Xiangyan was deeply moved. In the Xuanwu Continent, martial arts are valued more than literature. Most children are born to strengthen their bodies and bones. If conditions permit, they may learn to read and write or learn combat strategies. Only those with exceptionally good conditions will learn these useless skills such as painting, music, chess, etc.
Of course, he also hoped that his wife could do the same thing as him, and paint a portrait of him whenever she missed him.
"Yes, if you don't know how to draw, I can teach you."
Ning Yan picked up the calligraphy brush on the table and, in the style of drawing comics, depicted everything that happened between the two of them from their first meeting to their wedding day.
Wen Xiangyan's expression went from initial shock to admiration, and then to blushing deeply when she saw his face painted with a lewd expression. Ning Yan couldn't resist drawing a suggestive face on his face with her brush. "What are you thinking about? Your face is as red as a monkey's bottom!"
Wen Xiangyan's expression remained unchanged, but his hands moved swiftly as he collected the paintings. "I will keep these paintings safe from now on. It would be bad if others saw them or spread them around."
The painting my wife drew is so realistic; this kind of painting should absolutely not be seen by anyone.
He can only keep it for himself to admire.
Ning Yan: "Husband, I can draw these pictures even clearer, would you like to see them?"
Wen Xiangyan stopped what he was doing, his eyes fixed on Ning Yan's expression, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
Ning Yan laughed so hard her body trembled. "Then I'll draw it for my husband later, but he has to make something for me."
Since a brush couldn't be used for sketching, a pencil had to be brought out. Fortunately, she had someone on her side who knew what materials were needed. She gave the instructions, and the materials were delivered the next afternoon.
Ning Yan wasn't one to fool anyone. As soon as she got the pen, she drew a sketch of the man, and then she started drawing "animated GIFs" of the two of them. She drew quickly and in small sizes so that she could make a booklet to carry with her. In half a day, she drew more than a dozen small pictures.
However, the woman in the picture is wearing a veil, and the man is wearing a half-mask. If the booklet is picked up by someone, no one can prove that the people in the picture are the couple.
When Ning Yan handed the finished drawing to Wen Xiangyan, he couldn't resist and pinned her down on the bed after only flipping through half of it...
"Madam, you must not close your eyes."
Ning Yan opened her eyes from the chaos and asked him why with her eyes.
Wen Xiangyan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Close your eyes, how can you draw all of this..."
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Qingzhou City, the Prefect's Residence.
Ning Wanrong had just paid her respects to her mother-in-law in her courtyard. On her way back, she passed by the pavilion and overheard several young maids chatting together.
"When the former madam was alive, the servants in the main courtyard had such a good life. They would often receive rewards from her. The former madam had a good temper and never scolded or beat the servants. The fourth young master also cared about the former madam, and the two of them never quarreled."
Unlike now, the new wife argues with the fourth young master at the drop of a hat, and the fourth young master hasn't slept in the main courtyard for two days.
"Haven't you heard? The former wife remarried less than a month after divorcing the fourth young master. This time she married the Duke of Dingguo and became the Duchess of Dingguo."
"Tsk tsk, the maidservant by Fourth Madam's side used to laugh at the former Madam for only being able to marry a common soldier after the divorce, saying that her life would never be as comfortable as before. But it turns out that her first marriage was even better than the first, and she became the Duchess of Dingguo. If Fourth Madam knew this, she would probably be furious!"
Ning Wanrong was furious!
While she was still angry, her stomach suddenly started to hurt. She clutched her stomach and squatted on the ground, crying, "Quick, quick, get a doctor..."
The maidservant quickly ran out to call for help. The servants who had been chatting realized that the Fourth Young Mistress was nearby and had likely overheard their conversation. They turned pale with fright and ran away in unison.
When the doctor arrived, Ning Wanrong had already been carried back to her courtyard and was unconscious.
The doctor spent some time reviving her. "Madam, you were agitated and this has affected your pregnancy. I'll prescribe some medicine to help prevent miscarriage. You must drink it every day and stay in bed for the next month, otherwise you're very likely to miscarry."
The old doctor left a prescription and departed. Even if Ning Wanrong was still angry or jealous, she dared not act recklessly anymore. She stayed obediently in bed every day, fearing that if her only bargaining chip was lost, Fu Qing might abandon her just like he abandoned Ning Yan.
No, how could she compare to Ning Yan? Even now, Fu Qing still cares about Ning Yan. If her child were really lost, Fu Qing would definitely not be polite to her.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Except for important matters to attend to, Wen Xiangyan would stay by Ning Yan's side every day. The two were almost inseparable, and anyone with eyes could see that the two had a very good relationship.
That day, the imperial physician came to the mansion to take the old lady's pulse. The old lady's health was fine, and she only needed to take good care of herself. The old lady thought about her grandson who had been on the battlefield for three years and wondered about his health. So she asked someone to invite the young couple over so that the imperial physician could take their pulse as well.
Wen Xiangyan is in very good health, as strong as an ox, no, he is much stronger than an ox.
When they reached Ning Yan, the imperial physician paused for a long while.
This terrified the grandfather and grandson. "Doctor Wu, how is my wife?"
Physician Wu pondered for a moment. The pulse was still weak; it was better to wait and see. What if he made a wrong diagnosis, and the old lady and the duke would be disappointed for nothing? "The duke is in good health, but she seems to be a little tired lately. She should rest more..."
Wen Xiangyan blushed immediately. Since they got married, the two of them would make love for most of the night every night, which must be because he was too unrestrained.
The old lady glared at her grandson and said, "You're going to sleep in the study tonight."
Well, after saying that, not only Wen Xiangyan but also Ning Yan blushed and were embarrassed!
After the imperial physician left, the couple returned to their own courtyard with flushed faces. It was impossible for them to sleep separately, but Wen Xiangyan was finally able to keep his distance. He held Ning Yan in his arms and slept there every night, letting her rest for three nights before starting to make a fuss again. This fuss lasted until it was time for him to return to the military camp.
(End of this chapter)
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