TFWYH – Chapter 490 Arrival in the Capital

If it were someone else, they would have exploded in anger long ago.

But Ling Yu didn’t. Not only did he not get angry, he calmly went along with Tang Wan’s words: “Then just assume that I’m incapable.”

“…Are you even a man?” Tang Wan glared at him, feeling both speechless and a little hurt. “Husband, do you really not like me?”

Ling Yu replied irritably, “You keep talking about ‘liking’—do you even know what that means?”

Tang Wan scoffed.

Trying to test me?

Doesn’t he know my brain is basically a search engine?

She casually picked a definition and recited it word for word: “When you like someone, you feel an urge to have physical contact with them—like holding hands, hugging, or even kissing. This kind of physical closeness creates a sense of emotional overlap, as if they belong only to you and become a part of your being.”

Ling Yu looked at her for a moment, then set down his book. “Tell me—where did you read that?”

Tang Wan: …

Is it that obvious?

“Very obvious. You once said even your emotions were learned on the spot,” Ling Yu replied, as if reading her thoughts. “When you truly understand what ‘liking’ means, I’ll naturally consummate the marriage with you.”

Tang Wan looked dejected. “What if I never understand it in my whole life? Are you just never going to sleep with me?”

“Even if I don’t sleep with you, I won’t sleep with any other woman either. What is there to worry about?” Ling Yu leaned in and lightly kissed the corner of her lips before pulling away. “You don’t understand now, but I’ll teach you slowly.”

Looking at her husband’s face so close to hers—so gentle, his beautiful eyes filled only with her reflection—Tang Wan suddenly felt her heart start to race.

She stared at him blankly, her cheeks gradually flushing red.

Yet she still asked, “Husband… can I kiss you?”

Ling Yu gently brushed her cheek, then leaned forward and kissed her lips.

…

The passenger ship stopped and started along the way, heading north.

From the Yang River into the great river, they finally reached their destination.

It was a temporary rest stop about ten li from the capital.

There were small taverns, food vendors, and tea stalls.

Since it was the closest dock to the capital, it was always bustling with people coming and going.

Ling Yu and Tang Wan packed up their belongings, then went down to the stables to retrieve Tiexue and leave the ship.

Gu Chengwen hadn’t left yet. He stood on the third floor, staring at Tang Wan with a vicious expression.

Tang Wan seemed to sense it. She turned her head, looked at him—and gave him the middle finger.

Gu Chengwen’s grip on his fan tightened, his eyes turning venomous.

He knew Tang Wan was the one who had humiliated him, and he wouldn’t let it go.

Tang Wan didn’t care at all whether he let it go or not. She mounted Tiexue with her husband, and the two sped toward the capital.

There were only three days left until the exam—but luckily, they would make it in time.

Ten li wasn’t far. Soon, they saw the gates of the capital.

It was Tang Wan’s first time there—the grand and imposing city gates looked just like those in TV dramas.

They dismounted, lined up properly, paid the entrance fee, and entered the city.

On the wide stone-paved streets, people bustled back and forth. Shops and stalls were lively and vibrant.

There were also street performers, entertainers, and all kinds of spectacles.

The crowd was packed—it was far livelier than Xiangxi Town.

Tang Wan pulled Ling Yu along to find an inn, but he said, “No need. Let’s go straight to Zuixian Tower.”

“Why?”

“Didn’t Qingfeng escort Yuanyuan to the capital some time ago? Before leaving, I told him not to return and to stay at Zuixian Tower to reserve a room for us.”