Fan Ziruo said, "It's different."
"How are they different?"
“Those who have three wives and four concubines have never told anyone that they should be devoted to one person.”
He Yunxiao understood. Fan Ziruo wasn't incapable of having girlfriends; she was like Nanzhu, unable to accept deception and betrayal.
While secretly relieved that he hadn't lied to her, He Yunxiao repeatedly warned himself: Never make any promises to Ziruo!
He Yunxiao dared not delve too deeply into the question of who Fan Ziruo was devoted to. He could only guarantee that he was broad-minded enough to accommodate more possibilities.
He Yunxiao steered the conversation back to the novel.
"Ziruo, there's nothing wrong with your plot. But this isn't the kind of martial arts romance novel you wanted to write. Romance novels are mainly about the male and female protagonists falling in love, without so much fighting and killing."
"I'll revise your storyline."
"The male and female protagonists are still husband and wife, but they are newlyweds. They are going to participate in a martial arts tournament. On the way, they will discuss what they like to eat when ordering food at the hotel. When riding horses, they will ride slowly on just one horse. Uh... and then they will... do some things they like to do from time to time."
Hearing this, Fan Ziruo became curious and blinked, asking, "What are the things they like to do?"
He Yunxiao has found himself in an awkward situation for who knows how many times today.
They miscalculated. In ancient times, news traveled slowly, and young ladies of marriageable age might never have heard of such a thing. The usual procedure was for the mother to teach them how to do it before their wedding.
Looking at Fan Ziruo's pure, beautiful, and curious face, he was too embarrassed to make a direct suggestive remark, and simply said vaguely, "It's about matters between men and women."
Fan Ziruo blushed slightly, pursed her lips, and pointed to her small mouth with her slender fingers.
"so?"
Is this the limit of imagination...?
He Yunxiao nodded and said, "Yeah, more or less."
"oh."
Fan Ziruo agreed, lowering her head shyly.
The study was extremely quiet for a moment; no one spoke.
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