Chapter 102 Mutual Promises

When she said this, she was more confident than Shang Ji had ever imagined.

But he had no doubt that if he betrayed Du Jingyi, she would leave without mercy.

Then, for the first time, he looked her straight in the eye, without any fear or flattery in it.

After a long while, Shang Ji finally smiled.

There was an unprecedented heat in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn Du Jingyi through.

She was still thinking, could it be that the inappropriate words angered the general? Just as she was thinking, she saw Shang Ji coming over, holding her shoulders with both hands and speaking.

"Don't worry, I'm not that keen on sex. Even if I am, it's only for you. My grandmother once told me that being a husband and wife is not just about the day or two, but a long and dull life. I've never had such a life before, but I'm willing to share it with you from now on."

"My mother wasted her life in this Duke's Mansion. It was all because of my father's soft-heartedness and love. I am not interested in concubines or illegitimate children. If you are willing, we can have a few more children to make things more lively."

"It's much better to worry about their studies and abilities than to come back and cry to a room full of women, isn't it?"

Shang Ji's words were not flowery, but to Du Jingyi's ears, they were as sweet as honey.

Her husband was of strong will, and she knew that from the first moment they met.

Since he promised so, Du Jingyi believed it.

So, when he opened his mouth, he raised his voice with a hint of joy that even she didn't notice.

"What a coincidence! I don't like dealing with those trivial matters of family jealousy. If I have time, it's better to make more money."

With just one sentence, the awkward atmosphere between the two of them was lifted.

Shang Ji suddenly thought of Zuixianlou, so he asked a question.

"How much dowry do you have? Zuixianlou is not just a small part of it, right?"

He knew that his wife was rich, but he didn't know how much, so he became curious.

Unexpectedly, Du Jingyi just smiled and replied.

"A small part? Not really. It's just a drop in the bucket at most."

After hearing this, Shang Ji realized that the person standing in front of him was not his wife, but the God of Wealth.

Suddenly he burst into laughter, and even Du Jingyi was a little confused by the end of his laughter, while Shang Ji was immersed in the memories of the past.

The sun set that year.

After Shang Ji and his cousins ​​had been hugging and wrestling for two hours, he saw his uncles coming over.

With excitement in his eyes, he handed over the letter.

"These are the noble ladies your mother has chosen for you. You can look around for yourself and see which one you like so she can go and propose marriage."

My eldest cousin, the eldest son born to my eldest uncle, took it with a sad face. He wanted to live a few more years of happy life, so why did he have to get married and have children?

Shang Ji, who was standing aside, was only fifteen or sixteen years old, so it was too early for him to get married.

So I got together with a few cousins ​​to read the letter sent by my aunt.

The brothers said this one was good, then that one was good.

In the end, no conclusion was reached, and the third cousin had always had the best relationship with Shang Ji, so he asked him the first question.

"What about you? Have you decided what kind of wife you want to find in the future?"

Shang Ji's eyes were bright, revealing an unprecedented confidence, and he grinned at his third cousin and said.

"Find someone who can make money."

This sentence attracted several cousins ​​to come over, and they asked curiously why.

As a result, the young Shang Ji spoke loudly.

"I can hold power and influence, but I have no talent for making money. If my wife can make money, if one day I can't pay the army, I will definitely ask her for some help."

Everyone was laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs, and some uncles even said that he was just dreaming.

But who would have thought that more than ten years would have passed in a flash.

His wife now, just as he thought back then, is very good at making money.

It’s a pity that those who heard his words at that time were buried in Cezhou one by one and became heroic and loyal souls.

Du Jingyi could see that his eyes gradually changed from happy at the beginning to a little lost.

Perhaps he was thinking of something unhappy, so he didn't say much.

Some injuries do not necessarily have to be talked about in order to show the intimacy between husband and wife. If the time really comes to talk about it, she will naturally listen attentively.

And now, let your husband keep what he has in his heart.

After that day, the couple's relationship progressed by leaps and bounds.

They have only been together for a month or so, but they look like an old married couple.

Perhaps they both had the confidence in their hearts and wanted to live a good life, so they poured their true heart and sincerity into each other's interactions.

Even Xitangyuan became sweet.

Early in the morning of October 22nd.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Du Jingyi gradually woke up to the noise outside.

She twisted her body, then snuggled into Shang Ji's arms, attached to his warmth.

"woke up?"

"Um."

Compared to Du Jingyi's sleepiness, Shang Ji's schedule was much more regular, so he woke up at daybreak.

However, unlike in the military camp, he did not get up early to wash up. Instead, he looked at Du Jingyi's sleeping face from the side, somewhat obsessed.

Her shoulders were covered with red and purple marks, which made her skin look even whiter and more tender.

These are all traces of last night's joy.

Sometimes Shang Ji wanted to restrain himself, but once he became obsessed with her, he could not control himself.

This is probably what is called being unable to help oneself.

He would comfort himself.

"What time is it?"

"It's time."

After saying this, Shang Ji rubbed Du Jingyi's ear with his nose, which made her wake up from her sleepiness.

He complained as soon as he opened his eyes.

"General, you are so reckless. If anything goes wrong at today's birthday party, it will all be blamed on you!"

After saying that, he pressed his waist, which was so sore.

Shang Ji laughed softly for a while, with some affection in his eyes.

"It's okay. The guests won't be here until noon anyway. You can just take a rest and get up later."

Du Jingyi glared at her with a hint of coquettishness.

"General, what nonsense are you talking about? If I really go there at that time, I'm afraid Madam Wei will accuse me of being disrespectful to my elders."

Shang Ji raised the corner of his mouth when he heard this, and his sarcasm was immediately apparent.

"The news about the fifth room has been circulating for several days. She can barely take care of her own reputation, let alone criticize you. Don't worry, I'm here. Just wash up and have breakfast."

Du Jingyi felt relieved after hearing his words.

But after thinking about it, I think it would be more reliable to get up early and get ready.

This was the first time she had shown her face in public, and she could not afford to be careless.

(End of this chapter)