TFWYH – Chapter 149 It’s Really You

Tang Wan had no idea what her father and husband had just been talking about.

Today the house was bustling, and she herself had eaten until she was stuffed.

After the guests were sent off, she still wasn’t allowed into the kitchen. Even when she wanted to help clean up, she was turned away.

Since they wouldn’t let her tidy up, so be it. Tang Wan took Snowstep out for a walk.

Snowstep was very obedient, intelligent, and especially attached to Tang Wan.

But Tang Wan was always too busy and usually left it with that bratty little kid.

The brat was infuriating—always saying he wanted to ride it.

Snowstep absolutely refused. The first time someone rode it, it hoped it would be Tang Wan, the one it liked best.

Finally able to spend time alone with her, Snowstep walked only a short distance before it clamped down on Tang Wan’s sleeve and refused to move, snorting insistently.

After listening for a while, Tang Wan shook her head:
“Wait until you’ve fully recovered. Not riding now!”

“Snort, snort…” I’m really easy to ride, just try it!

Tang Wan: …

She was sure this creature could actually understand her words.

That wolf cub she ran into in the mountains last time seemed to understand her too.

Maybe it was just because this was the ancient era—not after the founding of the nation—so all the animals were turning into spirits!

In the end, Tang Wan still didn’t ride Snowstep. She just led it for a walk around and then headed back.

Since it was in town, the evenings were livelier than in the village.

Only it wasn’t like in TV dramas—there weren’t such bright lights. Each shop lit candles or oil lamps.

Here, they called those lamps “zhan lamps.”

Shops with more lamps were brighter, and those with fewer were dimmer.

If only there were mirrors—place a lamp in front of one, and the light would double.

Unfortunately, in this era there were no mirrors, only bronze ones.

“Madam Ling?”

Tang Wan was lost in thought when someone suddenly called out to her!

Looking up, she realized she had unknowingly walked right to the front of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. Yu Ziqing was just coming out, staring at her with a mix of amazement and uncertainty.

Tang Wan politely nodded:
“Master Yu, what a coincidence.”

“Uh… coincidence, it really is you!” Yu Ziqing took a long moment to regain his senses. Realizing he had been rudely staring at a married woman, he quickly pulled his gaze back.

But only he knew that his heart was pounding wildly like a drum.

Heavens!

It really was this woman. How had she changed so much in such a short time?

He almost didn’t recognize her.

Dressed in a black gown, her skin gleamed white as jade.

Her complexion was flawless like cream, her breath soft like orchids.

Her eyes shimmered with moisture and carried a lively aura. Even her once-round face had slimmed noticeably.

If she grew a bit thinner still, what a dazzling beauty she would become.

Yu Ziqing seriously suspected she was wearing some kind of human-skin mask—how else could she have changed so much?

Black dress, gauzy shawl, leading a fine, vigorous steed… with just a sword at her waist, she could roam the world as a wandering hero. She looked nothing like a village woman now.

Faced with a beauty, any man would naturally want to show his best side—like a peacock spreading its tail before a mate.

Unconsciously, Yu Ziqing straightened his back and put on what he believed was a suave, handsome smile:
“Madam Ling, that’s quite a fine horse you’ve got there.”

“Mm.” Tang Wan gave a brief reply and nothing more, her expression saying: Anything else?

Yu Ziqing faltered, then persisted in making conversation:
“I heard you’ve moved into town. May I ask where you’re staying? Next time the Drunken Immortal Pavilion needs to order bean paste, I could send someone directly to your door.”

Tang Wan frowned:
“Didn’t Ling Yue tell you?”

Yu Ziqing:
“Seems he didn’t have the chance. I only heard about your move from Ling Canghe.”