Chapter 371 Fingerprint on the Letter of Guarantee

And now she was looking at such a good man who was secretly in love with her and silently taking actions for her. It would be a lie to say that she was not moved. It was just like Zong Zhao, she had no experience, he would not take the initiative, and she was not that strong either.

"Thank you, you draw very well too." Xu Wan replied.

But after replying, the two fell silent again.

Xu Wan began to reflect and felt that something seemed to be wrong. She had responded in the same way to Jincheng, her mother-in-law, the teachers, Cuizhi, and the people around her, and she didn't think there was anything wrong.

But after saying this to Zong Zhao, I always felt a little guilty. It was strange. Why did she feel guilty towards Zong Zhao? She didn't treat him any differently from other people...

Xu Wan shook off the uneasy feeling in her body and said, "I'll go see how Jin Cheng and the others are doing with their self-criticism in the ancestral hall."

"You..." Zong Zhao suddenly called her.

Xu Wan stopped and turned to look at him: "What's wrong with me?"

Zong Zhao seemed to have mustered up all his courage and asked her earnestly from such a long distance: "What kind of husband do you have in mind?"

Xu Wan replied in confusion: "You are my husband." What was she thinking? She already had a husband, what else was she thinking about...

Zong Zhao hesitated, but since he had already started talking, there was no reason to stop. He continued to ask, "I mean, what are your requirements for a husband? I want to know what I haven't done yet."

"You've done a great job. I've never seen a more perfect husband than you. You're simply a role model." Xu Wan gave him a thumbs up to praise him.

If the little devil was praised like this, he would definitely jump up with joy and shout that he is the best. But Zong Zhao didn't do that. Not only was he not happy, he even looked more depressed.

What is he thinking about?

Xu Wan looked at him from a distance, thinking of his secret thoughts in her heart, and guessed vaguely and uncertainly: When he asked her about her ideal type, was he trying to get closer to her?

Thinking of this, Xu Wan turned around and walked back.

Zong Zhao didn't get an answer, and hung his head in disappointment, as if he was thinking about what to do next time.

Xu Wan's heart softened. She walked up to him and whispered, "I do have one request. Although you have done it now, your life ahead is long. I don't know if you can always do it."

Zong Zhao was surprised that she suddenly spoke, and asked quickly, "What is it?"

Xu Wan grabbed her handkerchief and said what she cared about the most and didn't want to mention: "I don't call myself a sister to prostitutes. I know that life is long, and I also know that many officials in Beijing have done the same thing, including my brother-in-law who has always had a good reputation. I just hope that you... in the future, if you have prostitutes or concubines, don't bring them home."

She doesn't have the courage to rebel against the times, nor does she expect to be together forever. She just wants to live a good life, treat her husband with respect, and not be tempted. However, home is her last bottom line. If she faces the same predicament as her mother did, she hopes she can get away.

Zong Zhaohun's whole body froze, he clenched his fists, and he felt so heartbroken that he almost wanted to kill someone.

He didn't say anything. Xu Wan thought he was unwilling to make such an unknown promise, so she changed her words and said, "Or if you really want me to make room for them, just give me a divorce letter. I am willing to leave the house with nothing but my own private property, and not take anything from the house..."

Before he could finish his words, a tall figure came over him.

Zong Zhao held her tightly in his arms. Xu Wan, who was suddenly wrapped in warmth, was stunned to find that he was trembling.

"You, what's wrong with you?" She was also shocked. How come Zong Zhao suddenly lost control of his emotions while talking?

Zong Zhao's body was trembling. He was controlling himself and didn't go crazy and kill people. Xu Wan was originally feeling sad because of her mother's tragic death, but why did it feel like Zong Zhao was even sadder than her?

Xu Wan patted his back tentatively, but it wasn't enough, so she patted him a few more times, stroking his back again and again like she usually stroked the little devil's fur, and comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay, I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

Zong Zhao hugged her tighter.

Xu Wan began to scream: "Brother, you are too strong, I am going to be strangled to death..."

The strange atmosphere was instantly broken, Zong Zhao quickly let her go, Xu Wan breathed a sigh of relief, only then she realized that his eyes were red.

She stretched her body and said in surprise, "It's about the tragic experience I might have in the future. Why are you putting yourself in my shoes?"

Zong Zhao's lips trembled and he couldn't utter a word.

The next moment, he stood up and went to the desk. Xu Wan watched him start grinding ink, picking up the pen, writing, and taking fingerprints.

The action was done in one go, without any hesitation.

Based on her understanding of him, Xu Wan guessed, "Are you preparing to write a letter of guarantee because you're afraid that I won't trust you?"

Not to mention that he was a high-ranking general and the heir to a marquisate, even an ordinary man in this dynasty would not casually write such a letter of guarantee to his wife, because this was a patriarchal society.

But Zong Zhao is different. Xu Wan thinks that Zong Zhao must be writing this kind of thing. He is always like this and will do things to make everyone happy.

Zong Zhao was waiting for the ink on the paper to dry.

But at the same time, Xu Wan felt that he was also waiting for her mood to calm down. The two looked at each other, he sat at the desk and she stood across from the desk.

In midsummer, ink dries quickly.

Zong Zhao picked up the paper, stood up from the desk and handed it to her.

Xu Wan took the paper with the red handprint and read what he wrote on it: "I, Zong Zhao, swear that I will never associate with prostitutes in my life. If I break this oath, I am willing to divorce you and give all my land, shops, gold and silver to Xu Wan as divorce compensation."