Chapter 104 A Stubborn Woolman, Scolds His Husband
The young couple were playing around when the gatekeeper came to deliver a message, saying that Minister Liu of the Ministry of Revenue had sent someone to deliver a broken jade pendant for the young lady to admire.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ting paused, then put away his hands, put on his clothes, and got off the bed.
Zong Suyi pouted in dissatisfaction. Why couldn't they talk about it during the day? Why did they have to come at night? But he gathered his clothes, fastened the ties, and obediently hid behind the heavy curtains, waiting for his wife to return.
Zhang Ting, wearing an outer robe, opened the door, took the jade pendant presented by the servant, and examined it closely in the dim light of the room.
The ring has a flaw; it is a jade pendant.
She lowered her eyes in thought, then let out a clear laugh and shook her head helplessly.
Is the person who delivered the jade still alive?
"Reporting to Miss, the servants from Lord Liu's residence delivered this item and left. No matter how I call them, they don't turn around."
"I understand. Go back and rest."
Zhang Ting retreated back into the room and closed the door.
Upon hearing the wooden door creak shut, Zong Suyi couldn't wait to throw off the curtain and rush out.
His snow-white feet trod on the smooth blue bricks, his clothes fluttering as he ran towards her like a light swallow.
Zhang Ting stood still, holding the jade pendant, and paused when her gaze swept over his feet.
Her ankles were fair and delicate, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, but she subconsciously felt that they were empty, as if something was missing.
She smiled and caught her husband as he lunged at her.
Zong Suyi wrapped her legs around Zhang Ting, a scene that should have been tender, but he opened his mouth and bit her nose.
"..."
Zhang Ting, her face darkening, pushed him away, forcibly pulled him off her, and tore off his plain white undergarment to wipe the wetness from his nose.
Despite being pulled away, Zong Suyi was not discouraged and pounced on her again, trying to climb on top of her and cause trouble. As soon as he got his hands on her, he started biting her.
At this moment, Zong Suyi's perseverance was on full display. Zhang Ting pulled and pulled until she was exhausted, so she simply carried him on her shoulder when he wasn't paying attention.
Zong Suyi suddenly felt dizzy and faced the blue bricks. At first, she was very curious, but after a while, her stomach was very uncomfortable from being pressed against Zhang Ting's hard shoulders, and she insisted on getting down.
Zhang Ting felt like a big fish was thrashing on her shoulder. She almost lost her grip and nearly fell off, but luckily she managed to push him back down in time. Then a wave of fear washed over her. If she hadn't been paying attention to Zong Suyi, wouldn't he have been bruised and bleeding? Enraged, she slapped him hard on the buttocks.
"You hit me again! You've gone too far!" Zong Suyi continued to struggle, her face flushed.
He scoffed coldly, "Don't move!"
Perhaps stopped by the voice, Zong Suyi sensed Zhang Ting's displeasure, stopped struggling, and carefully observed her expression.
He muttered under his breath, "I'll just stay still... why are you being so fierce?"
Zhang Ting threw the person onto the bed. Zong Suyi thought she was still capable of that kind of thing and was a little scared, so she shrank back slightly. But after waiting for a while, the person actually lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.
He was left standing outside!
But Zong Suyi observed Zhang Ting's expression and saw that it was somewhat dark and gloomy, so he didn't dare to cause any trouble and quietly moved closer to her.
He gently nudged her shoulder. "I won't do that again, okay? Please don't be angry." Seeing that she still ignored him, he moved even closer and kissed her on the cheek.
He pleaded softly, "My lady, please don't be angry, okay? Please? I know I was wrong."
"Please, don't be angry with me anymore." He frowned slightly, his face filled with deep sorrow, as if he were heartbroken and remorseful for angering his wife.
Zhang Ting turned her face away and watched him perform quietly. Every time he promised that he would never do it again, he would repeat the same mistake next time.
He would get upset whenever I said that, but I would just ignore him.
Zong Suyi felt uneasy under her gaze, shrank back, and even lowered her voice several decibels.
Zhang Ting snorted coldly and said without any emotion, "Lie down."
Zong Suyi was most afraid of her acting like this, as if she didn't know him well, which made him feel flustered.
Without thinking twice, he followed Zhang Ting's instructions and lay down on the bed, anxiously watching her every move with a sidelong glance.
Zhang Ting glanced at Zong Suyi casually, which startled him so much that he quickly looked away and subconsciously apologized, "I won't look anymore, I won't look anymore," hoping that his wife could forgive him.
"My lady, I was really wrong."
She ignored him and silently got off the bed, not knowing what to do next.
The room was quiet, with only the occasional faint footsteps. Had he really angered his wife this time? Was she going to abandon him? Zong Suyi felt terrified, as if he were standing on the edge of a bottomless cliff, with one step ahead leading to his destruction.
Scenes flashed through Zong Suyi's mind: the days when he and his wife were deeply in love, the days when the wife sang and the husband followed each other. Although the memories were so joyful, he felt that each day was like a year.
Soon, the footsteps resumed, and the sound grew closer and closer.
He was overjoyed; his wife hadn't left! An indescribable excitement rose within him, and he straightened his back even more, making his buttocks even more pert.
When Zhang Ting returned with the ruler, he saw this scene and thought to himself, "He even knows that my buttocks are fleshy and deliberately offered them up. Is he implying something to me?"
She intended to give him a couple of slaps on the palm to teach him a lesson and prevent him from acting recklessly again.
Fine, let him have his way.
Zhang Ting coldly brandished the ruler, striking his crotch again and again, the crisp cracking sounds echoing throughout the room.
"Ugh..." A sharp pain shot through her groin, and Zong Suyi let out a low moan through her teeth. She turned around in disbelief to look at her beloved standing in front of her. Was this how she wanted to punish herself?
The burning pain in his buttocks was mixed with the shame in his heart. Zong Suyi bit his lip tightly, and his eyes welled up with tears. He had never been punished like this since he could remember!
Zong Suyi had the quilt in her mouth, refusing to let out a single sound of pain that sounded like she was begging for mercy. She couldn't help but turn around and stare at her intently. Her body trembled with her movements, and her eyes were filled with tears, as if to say, "How could you be so heartless as to hit me!"
As it turns out, Zhang Ting really is ruthless.
She gazed at his tear-filled eyes, like shattered flowers that had been cruelly trampled and bullied, looking utterly pitiful, but her hand moved with steady rhythm and continuous tapping, without even lifting his eyelids.
Finally, the accumulating pain brought tears to Zong Suyi's eyes. He felt a tingling, burning pain in his buttocks, spat out the blankets in his mouth, and sobbed.
Zhang Ting is such a bastard!
What a cold-blooded blockhead!
Seeing Zong Suyi crying, Zhang Ting put away the ruler, turned his head, and without a handkerchief in her hand, lifted her husband's clothes to wipe his tears.
Zong Suyi got angry as soon as he saw Zhang Ting. He stretched his neck and bit her hand, cursing, "Blockhead! Bastard! Old fox! Stinky woman!" He even felt like his buttocks weren't his own anymore, it hurt so much.
Zhang Ting used her other hand to pry open his cheek, freeing her hand from the dog bite. "Do you feel pain now? Do you still dare to jump around like that?"
Last time I almost twisted my ankle on the steps, this time I almost fell to the ground, so what about next time, and the time after that?
Zong Suyi was pinched and slammed onto the bed. She felt her tender buttocks pressing against the hard bed, and she cried out in pain.
This heartless woman doesn't know how to cherish her husband at all!
Why did he choose this one? His buttocks must be covered in bruises.
Zhang Ting turned him over and said sternly, "Have you learned your lesson?"
Zong Suyi wanted to argue with her, but when he saw her serious expression, he chickened out. He had just been beaten and didn't dare to suffer any more.
He stammered, "...I understand." His tone still carried a hint of awkwardness and resentment.
Zhang Ting's lips twitched, and she felt a vein throbbing on her forehead, but she decided to hold it in.
After lifting his clothes to examine the injury, I saw that his fair skin was only red in one spot, and there was nothing seriously wrong. He would be able to jump around again after a day or two of rest.
"It's just a little red and swollen?"
"Otherwise? Do you think your wife is deliberately tormenting you?"
Isn't that so? Zong Suyi thought to herself, but didn't dare to say it aloud.
He slumped dejectedly on the bed, listening to someone nagging beside him: "No...no...remember..." How annoying! What kind of person is this? It's not just about what's forbidden! They're even more controlling than his own father.
Zong Suyi gritted his teeth and repeatedly told himself, "My buttocks have been tortured, my buttocks have been tortured, my buttocks have been tortured. Next time, I will definitely rise up and make Zhang Ting's buttocks bleed!"
The thought of Zhang Ting crying and begging for his forgiveness filled him with excitement and pleasure. A joyful smile curved his lips, and he couldn't help but let out a wicked laugh.
Zhang Ting believed that after this lesson, Zong Suyi would definitely remember the lesson, take it as a warning, and not act rashly again.
Hearing the inexplicable laughter coming from Zong Suyi's mouth, she didn't know what mischief he was up to, but she gently rubbed his head with affection, sighed helplessly, and felt a little worried.
Can a reckless and foolish husband really raise a good child?
Wait, what if he has a child with the same personality as him?
The thought of the two of them, one big and one small, clinging to her and biting her with their mouths at the same time sent chills down Zhang Ting's spine for the first time.
Alas! But what can I do about the husband I married?
After the young couple reconciled, they lay back down on the couch, the only difference being that Zong Suyi was lying face down.
Zhang Ting, with her arms as a pillow, told him what the gatekeeper had just reported.
"Lord Liu of the Ministry of Revenue sent someone to deliver a jade pendant?" Zong Suyi clutched the bedding, pondering deeply. A jade pendant... a pendant means "to decide," isn't that an implication that he wants to decide important matters with Zhang Ting?
This is great news! Lord Liu's willingness to do this shows how much he values his wife. If he joins her ranks, he will surely be highly valued! But how will the other four officials balance this?
Zhang Ting reached out and tidied his messy hair, saying very calmly, "What I said at the beginning was right; I don't intend to work under the Six Ministries."
Zong Suyi turned to look at her, her eyes filled with deep confusion. "Oh? Where do you want to go?" Is there any place in the world more attractive than the Six Ministries at the center of the power vortex?
Zhang Ting brushed his soft black hair, stroked his warm face, her eyes gentle as if she were scooping up a handful of warm water, "I want to be transferred to a post outside the capital." But a trace of worry was hidden deep in her eyes.
Zong Suyi turned his head, assuming his wife wanted to make a name for herself in the local area. That made sense; throughout history, which high-ranking official hadn't gone to the provinces to accumulate experience? The only difference was that his wife wasn't going there to gain prestige, but rather to achieve political success through merit, rightfully and smoothly rising through the ranks!
He crawled over in two steps, rubbed his face against hers, and gave her a quick kiss. To reassure her that she might feel disappointed, he said, "This is for the best. It saves us from having to figure out how to deal with those old women."
Zhang Ting's shoulders trembled as she laughed out loud, then suddenly asked him, "Wherever I go, will you follow me?"
Zong Suyi's handsome face darkened, and he glared at her with his watery eyes. "Don't you want to take me with you?"
"Of course not." She shook her head and asked again, "Where I go, will my husband be willing to follow?"
Zong Suyi mimicked her: "Of course." She even raised her chin, her tone spirited and lively, as if her tail was about to reach the sky.
Zhang Ting clapped her hands and laughed, her eyes crinkling. "Even if we eat coarse food and wild vegetables? We can no longer wear fine clothes or eat good food, and we might even be harassed by others?"
Without hesitation, Zong Suyi replied, "Of course."
Could this be difficult for him?
Zong Suyi narrowed his eyes, even suspecting that Zhang Ting was secretly sabotaging him. If he answered incorrectly, he might face another reprimand.
He licked his dry lips and added righteously, "A woman follows her husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog. Now that I've married you, I'll follow you whether I'm alive or a ghost. No matter how bumpy or dangerous the road ahead, I'll get through it." But, humph, he didn't believe Zhang Ting would be willing to let him suffer!
Zhang Ting received a satisfactory answer and lay back down on the couch.
Zong Suyi lay down next to her, but still couldn't fall asleep after a while. Even though she had just applied some ointment, she could still feel a slight pain. Seeing that Zhang Ting, the culprit, seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, she pouted and was very dissatisfied. She reached out to shake him awake.
Zhang Ting was half-asleep when she was shaken awake and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Zong Suyi leaned close to her ear and asked, "My wife, I've never been able to give you a child..." He wanted to say "daughter," but his stubbornness kicked in, and he said, "What's wrong with giving me a son just like you?"
"...Child, will you blame me?" Of course she will. Women value the continuation of bloodlines, and someone as dense as Zhang Ting would definitely value it highly.
Zhang Tingwei opened her eyes slightly and pressed her husband's head down on the pillow. "If you don't have one, you don't have one." The children were chattering away, which was very annoying.
Zong Suyi's face lit up with joy, but then she seemed to remember something and looked away, her gaze turning dangerous as she tentatively threw out a trap, asking, "Do you want another man to have your child?"
Zhang Ting felt a buzzing in her ears, as if several little bees were flying around. "What are you talking about? Go to sleep, my love."
Seeing that she really didn't care about having children, Zong Suyi felt extremely fortunate and happy. As long as his favor remained, no other man could even think of competing with him for his wife!
He stared happily at the top of the curtain, blinking his eyes, feeling as if he were soaking in warm spring water, feeling extremely refreshed.
Zhang Ting couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.
Zong Suyi moved closer, tilted his head to rest on her chest, and quietly gazed at her sleeping face with a dreamy look in his eyes.
In his right ear, he heard her vigorous heartbeat, thump-thump-thump—like thousands of pear trees in full bloom, a scene of splendor before his eyes, and his heart also seemed to be swaying in the spring, sweet and warm.
He loved this woman, deeply.
She doesn't care about having children, but he will definitely give her one!
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