FBC – Chapter 374 Daily Pampering of the Wife – Lovers Finally United!

Gu Hua listened to the even breathing of the two little babies and smelled the scent of milk on them, feeling a bubbling happiness in her heart.

She turned to glance at Mu Junyan lying there, staring at her, and gave a slight smile. “Go back to sleep.”

Mu Junyan replied with a helpless smile, his voice soft: “Okay.”

In fact, they weren’t always physically close every day. Sometimes they simply lay side by side, and just by smelling his presence, Gu Hua would sleep exceptionally well.

Thinking back, Gu Hua didn’t know exactly when she stopped having nightmares.

In the past, she had restless nights.

Especially right after her rebirth, before she and Mu Junyan were emotionally in sync, she slept fully dressed every night, highly alert. Any slight sound or movement would wake her immediately, and afterward, she couldn’t fall asleep, no matter how hard she tried.

Later, when she became a concubine, she still had nightmares at first, but she always woke up in Mu Junyan’s arms.

Back then, his usually distant, unapproachable face would transform into the tender face of a caring brother next door, nervously and gently stroking her while soothing her with soft words.

Gradually, she stopped having nightmares.

Only now, looking back, could she understand…

The most moving kind of love is one where someone is willing to set aside their sharp edges just to be your warm harbor.

Gu Hua’s small hand was grasped by his rough large palm, and she shivered instinctively.

Mu Junyan, sensing it, asked anxiously: “What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?”

“No,” Gu Hua said softly. “It’s just… remembering when we first met. Back then, I never imagined I would become your wife.”

Mu Junyan breathed a sigh of relief and stroked her face. “From now on, always, forever. Rest easy.”

Gu Hua’s eyes glistened with tears. “Mm.”

They smiled at each other, and with a tacit understanding, tilted their heads to touch foreheads, gradually drifting into sleep.

True security is being willing to protect even the tiniest tremor.

Gu Hua couldn’t help but pull his large hand closer, placing her face in it. The rough yet warm touch brought back memories of their first night together…

Even though it had been intentional on her part, and even though he had been drunk, she could still feel that he restrained himself, even showing a protective gentleness.

Unlike Mu An in her previous life, who had dominated and abused her, Mu Junyan’s strong hands were careful and measured. His broad back and firm grasp, combined with his initial nervousness and concern about success, made it entirely different. She had experienced losing control before, but now, despite being in his hands, it was a completely new and pleasant feeling.

She couldn’t help but trace her fingers across his face, outlining his firm features.

Such an extraordinary man was now her husband.

She was willing to bear children for him—any number—and she would be happiest if each child inherited his strength and integrity.

Her fingers slid to his lips, and as she instinctively tried to pull away, he gently bit her.

Mu Junyan opened his eyes slowly, a deep desire smoldering in them.

Gu Hua shrank her neck and quickly closed her eyes to sleep.

A low, dissatisfied hum reached her ears. She bit her lips and smiled softly but didn’t dare open her eyes. “Sleep. Tomorrow we’ll make sure these little ones are well taken care of.”

Only then did Mu Junyan release her fingers, though his large hand still sneaked into her collar until her soft, coquettish exclamation made her open her almond-shaped eyes, glaring at him with her watery gaze.

Satisfied, Mu Junyan withdrew his hand and closed his eyes to sleep.

…

Gu Hua arranged proper registration for Dong Qing.

Changing from low status to high status wasn’t easy, but she was the Princess Consort of the Regency. The Emperor, Empress Dowager, and Empress all followed her commands, so even small matters were easily handled.

Soon, the wedding date was set. Three months later, Gu Hua held a grand wedding for Dong Qing and Min Dongsheng.

Min Dongsheng purchased a house near the Regency Prince’s mansion with his saved silver, making it convenient for Dong Qing to travel between her home and the mansion.

Zhou Chunyu and his wife also received good news: Shen Li had restored Zhou Chunyu’s virility, and Zhou Zhilan gave birth to a son.

…

Finally free from worrying about state affairs, the Ju Zhou Prince Mansion was managed by Zhou Zhilan’s family, and the Bianjing Prince Mansion by Dong Qing and her husband. Gu Hua and Mu Junyan enjoyed carefree days together.

Strong and energetic, Mu Junyan focused all his passion on Gu Hua. Over time, her health and physique strengthened under his guidance, and their intimacy grew more passionate than ever.

It wasn’t clear who seduced whom, but Gu Hua, afraid her husband might want other women if hungry, became increasingly attentive, and Mu Junyan, growing more skilled, often left her burning with desire. Their bond grew ever closer.

Still, Mu Junyan cared for her well-being, not letting her become pregnant for three consecutive years, allowing her to recuperate properly.

Gu Hua, now with a large belly, watched their three children take turns vying for attention.

Seven-year-old Tuantuan, wearing a moon-white long robe like a little scholar, recited poems, swaying his head.

Yuanyuan held a red-tassel silver spear custom-made by her father, hands on her hips, glaring at her literary little brother with fierce eyes.

The four-year-old third child was the strangest, sitting cross-legged and muttering to himself as if training to become an immortal child.

Gu Hua could only watch, helpless, as they sat like miniature warriors, smiling contentedly.

“Who did the third child learn that from? Why does he act like he’s cultivating immortality?”

Mu Junyan tilted his head: “Want me to send him to learn the Dao? Who knows, maybe the Mu family really will produce an immortal child.”

Gu Hua scolded: “Nonsense!”

Mu Junyan laughed: “I wonder what the child in your belly will be good at?”

Gu Hua glared at him. “Not born yet, how could they be good at anything?”

Mu Junyan rubbed her belly: “Don’t worry, we have plenty of time. Each will excel in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and so on.”

Gu Hua hit him in exasperation: “I’m not a sow!”

Mu Junyan laughed, holding her close and kissing her plump cheek: “If you want to give birth, give birth. If not, then don’t. I live happily as long as my wife is happy.”

Gu Hua rolled her eyes. “Now that’s more like it.”

That year, news came from the southern border: Duan Yu suddenly fell seriously ill and passed away. With the support of the Mu family army, Zhao Luoxuan’s son ascended the throne, making her the Queen Dowager who ruled from behind the curtain.

Zhao Luoxuan, who had years of business experience under Gu Hua’s guidance, finally had the opportunity to stretch her abilities, and soon the southern border flourished more than ever.

…

Happiness between a couple isn’t built overnight, nor through wealth or power. It requires using time as the needle and sincerity as the thread to stitch ordinary daily life into armor against the storms.

Like Gu Hua and Mu Junyan, two people drawn together initially by self-interest, moving from caution to reliance, from appeasement to love, from loneliness to shared struggles—their true love eventually made them each other’s light, illuminating past darkness and warming the long nights ahead.

…Through this story, may all lovers in the world eventually be united!