“Of course we can. I still owe you a wedding,” Ling Yu said meaningfully. He took her hand, his eyes full of tenderness as he looked at her.
Tang Wan was completely unable to withstand her beautiful husband looking at her like that. Her little face turned bright red, and all she could think was—Aiya, how is my husband this handsome?!
She had no mind left to think carefully about what he meant.
After sending off the officials who brought the good news, the young couple flirted affectionately for a while before Ling Yu said he had to enter the palace.
Tang Wan pouted gloomily. “I was planning to go to Zuixian Tower later and bring back some delicious food to celebrate with you.”
“Tonight His Majesty is holding the Qionglin Banquet. All the successful candidates must attend. Your husband cannot be absent.”
In truth, he would rather eat at home with his little woman. But an imperial command could not be disobeyed.
So many people were watching him now, and he could not afford a single misstep.
Fortunately, Tang Wan’s disappointment lasted only a moment. She quickly adjusted her mood and helped dress the beautiful Ling before sending him out.
Many people on Baidu Tieba had said that a wife must know when to advance and when to retreat.
When it was the right time to act spoiled, she should do it wholeheartedly—that was called romance.
When it was time to restrain herself, yet she still insisted on acting spoiled—that was called being troublesome.
Knowing the proper balance was how a husband and wife’s feelings could last long and long.
It had to be said that Tang Wan was becoming more and more human-like now.
And that also showed from another angle how great the difference was between having a heart and not having one.
For example, with the same matter, when she had no heart, no matter how much theoretical knowledge she had, she could never truly empathize.
But after gaining a heart, she gained emotions. Many times, she was willing to think from the other person’s perspective.
In Ling Yu’s eyes, Tang Wan was the perfect twenty-four-filial good wife, exactly to his taste.
The more Ling Yu looked at her, the more he liked her, and he could not resist kissing the corner of her lips.
…The two of them started lingering and fussing over each other again.
If he did not still have to attend the Qionglin Banquet, Ling Yu would not have wanted to leave at all.
In the end, he reluctantly went out, mounted Treading Snow, and headed toward the palace.
As for Tang Wan, having nothing to do at home, she had originally wanted to go shopping. But then she remembered that in ancient times every household only had oil lamps and no electric lights. In the dark, she would not be able to see anything clearly, so she gave up the idea.
After washing up, just as she was about to go to sleep, the courtyard gate was knocked on.
Tang Wan sighed helplessly and had no choice but to climb back out of bed to open the door.
“Big Sister-in-law, I missed you so much!” Ling Yue was overjoyed to see Tang Wan and gave her a huge bear hug.
Tang Wan looked at Madam Jiang, Ling Chen, and several of the Night guards standing outside, completely stunned. “When did you all get here?”
“We just entered the city,” Madam Jiang said kindly as she looked at Tang Wan, then sighed. “Wan-niang, after not seeing you for some time, you’ve grown thinner again.”
The Tang Wan standing before her now was impossible to connect with the former fat-headed, big-eared shrew she once knew.
It was as if she had become a completely different person.
“Mother, come in quickly!” Tang Wan hurriedly stepped aside. “If Husband knew you all had arrived, he’d definitely be very happy. I’ve already prepared your rooms, and everything is new…”
With the whole family reunited, Tang Wan was very happy too, and unusually talkative.
The happiest of all, however, was Silver Gale.
It ran into the courtyard, looking here and there, then finally sprawled inside Treading Snow’s stable, ready to “claim the mountain as king.”
Tang Wan immediately picked it up and threw it straight into Ling Chen’s room.
Silver Gale: Awoo~
Missy, you don’t love wolves anymore, is that it? Has time made your feelings fade?
Tang Wan gave a cold laugh, turned around, and went to help Madam Jiang make the bed, completely ignoring it.
This rascal always bullied Treading Snow whenever it had the chance. Did it think she was dead?
Silver Gale drooped its head gloomily. Suddenly, a gray pigeon landed on top of its head and cooed at it.
In those tiny green bean-like eyes was nothing but mockery.
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