Before long, the guests in the Tang family courtyard had all dispersed!
Madam Jiang, Madam Qian, and Ling Yue cheerfully helped clean up the aftermath.
Just then, Tang Wan suddenly stepped onto a stool, held a broom like a guitar, struck a guitar-playing pose, and belted out at the top of her lungs, “In the happy pond, dreams are planted and turn into an ocean; big-eyed drums with wide mouths sing just as loud…”
Everyone: …
What was going on?
Ling Yu suddenly realized something and looked at Ling Sheng. “Did she drink alcohol?”
Ling Sheng was still bewildered. Hearing that, he nodded blankly. “Yeah—Yue’er brewed some fruit wine. I just poured her a bowl.”
Ling Yu then turned to Ling Yue. “…Who told you to let her drink?”
Ling Yue stared back blankly. “She’s not allowed to?”
Ling Yu pinched the bridge of his nose. “She gets drunk the moment alcohol touches her. Don’t let her drink again in the future!”
Ling Yue: …
Everyone else: …
Tang Wan had no idea she was experiencing another round of public humiliation and kept amusing herself. “In the happy pond there’s a little green frog; when it dances it’s like it’s possessed by a prince…”
Ling Yu wearily rubbed his temples, walked over, kicked the stool away, and steadily caught Tang Wan as she fell.
Tang Wan clutched her “guitar,” looked at Ling Yu with drunken, hazy eyes, then suddenly brightened and tossed the “guitar” aside, grabbing his face. “Frog prince?”
Ling Yu: …
He silently glanced at her, then turned around and carried her away.
“So pretty, so pretty—give me a kiss!” Tang Wan said, puckering up and lunging for Ling Yu’s lips.
Ling Yu tilted his head slightly to dodge her and said irritably, “Stop messing around!”
“Nooo, nooo—Prince, kiss me…”
“We’ll kiss when we get back. Be good!”
“Oh!”
Tang Wan instantly behaved, staying perfectly still, leering at Ling Yu’s peerlessly handsome face and drooling.
Watching Ling Yu’s retreating figure, everyone’s eyelids twitched violently, and then they all glared at Ling Yue.
Good thing she hadn’t gone crazy while the guests were still around—otherwise this would have been mortifying.
Ling Yue realized it too and laughed awkwardly. “Uh… I really didn’t know Sister-in-law’s alcohol tolerance was this bad!”
Madam Jiang sighed helplessly. “Be careful next time. Don’t let Wan-niang drink alcohol again.”
“Mm, got it!” Ling Yue scratched her head in embarrassment. “Sister-in-law’s singing just now was actually pretty nice, hehe…”
Everyone: It was nice—just a bit too painful to watch!
Meanwhile, in the bridal chamber, Qin Suyun, still dressed in her wedding robes, took out the fifty-tael banknote and told Tang Tiansheng to return it to Wan-niang the next day.
Tang Tiansheng truly hadn’t expected this and felt deeply moved. He agreed to look for Wan-niang the next day and give the money back.
Qin Suyun nodded. After that, she didn’t know what else to say, and her nervousness only grew.
Tang Tiansheng kissed her cheek and carried her onto the bed. “Don’t worry—your husband will be gentle…”
—
The next morning, before dawn had even broken, an ox cart slowly entered Huanshan Village and didn’t stop until it reached the old Ling household.
It had been nearly half a month since the examination results were posted, and only now did Ling Cangshun finally return home.
Because his leg hadn’t received treatment in time while on the road, it was completely ruined.
From then on, he could only spend his days in bed.
The old Ling family didn’t welcome the so-called xiucai scholar—they only received a crippled son.
When Old Madam Liu opened the door and saw this scene, she nearly fainted. She threw herself onto Ling Cangshun and burst into earth-shaking wails.
Old Master Ling’s face was also ghastly. He hovered around his son, utterly at a loss.
The cart driver didn’t care whether they cried or not—he told them to settle the payment.
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Thankyou for the chapter