But…
It wasn’t as though she had no personal assets at all.
She had her medical clinic.
And the glass business.
Glass had already become widely popular, and nearly every noble household had installed it.
Su Qing had even told her that although her share of the profits was only a small percentage, the amount would still be considerable.
Once she received the money, she would save up plenty of gold and silver as well, leaving it to the people she cared about most.
As for those estates and shops, she could simply lease out those she wasn’t using.
She hadn’t realized it before, but after doing the math, she discovered she was actually quite wealthy.
Seeing that Tang Wan was no longer refusing, Ling Yue finally let out a sigh of relief. She pushed the chest back under the bed, then personally helped Tang Wan remove her makeup, insisting on doing everything herself.
Worried that Tang Wan might be hungry, she also instructed the servants to prepare all of Tang Wan’s favorite dishes.
After eating her fill and removing the heavy bridal phoenix crown, Tang Wan felt as though she’d come back to life.
Once she relaxed, drowsiness quickly overtook her.
Ling Yue didn’t disturb her and quietly stood guard outside the room.
The Ling family had never cared much for rigid etiquette.
If Sister-in-law was tired, then she should simply sleep.
…
At the same time, Ling Yu was outside entertaining the guests.
The Emperor was getting on in years. After enjoying the festivities for a while, he grew sleepy. He shared a few cups of wine with Ling Yu before returning to the palace with his Imperial Noble Consort.
Yu Ziqing was especially energetic. Probably because he still felt guilty that one of his shop assistants had offended Ling Yue, he took it upon himself to act as the best man, constantly intercepting drinks meant for Ling Yu.
He completely forgot that Ling Yu was no helpless scholar. With his internal energy, he could easily dissipate the effects of alcohol and simply couldn’t get drunk.
Instead, Yu Ziqing himself collapsed after only a few drinks.
In the end, his father carried him home while scolding him the entire way.
“You little brat! You seriously overestimated yourself!”
Ji Wushuang, meanwhile, had been quietly drinking alone at first.
When he saw Yu Ziqing collapse and remembered that Tang Wan was still waiting in the bridal chamber, he silently took over the role of best man, helping Ling Yu fend off countless toasts.
By the time the guests had finally been dealt with, he too was staggering from the alcohol.
Just before he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard Ling Yu’s voice.
“Brother Wushuang, thank you.”
Using every last bit of strength he had left, Ji Wushuang shot him a magnificent eye roll.
Thank your ass. Hurry up and go spend your wedding night.
Then he collapsed in spectacular fashion.
…
Time slowly passed, and the night grew deeper.
After seeing off the final guest, Ling Yu finally returned to his room.
Tang Wan was sleeping soundly, even snoring softly.
Ling Yu walked to the bedside and quietly gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, a faint smile lingering on his lips.
Only after a long while did he change his clothes, wash up, and lie down beside her.
Sensing the familiar warmth, Tang Wan instinctively rolled over and draped one leg across his waist.
Ling Yu smiled silently.
Turning to look at her face, his hand gently stroked her leg, slowly moving upward…
Tang Wan: ?
A snake?
Her drowsiness instantly vanished. She grabbed hold of the “snake” with one hand and opened her eyes.
When she saw who it was, all the vigilance in her eyes disappeared. She yawned lazily and mumbled sleepily,
“Husband… you’re back.”
“Mmm.”
Ling Yu responded softly, his hand continuing its slow journey upward. His gaze burned with restrained warmth, and his voice had become slightly husky.
“Haven’t you always wanted to sleep with your husband? Tonight is our wedding night. Don’t you want to… do something?”
Wedding night?
Right.
Their wedding night.
Tang Wan became instantly wide awake, her eyes practically glowing.
“You mean… I can finally sleep with you?”
“What do you think?”
Ling Yu leaned closer, whispering softly before capturing her lips in a kiss.
Their lips met, lingering together, and the temperature in the room gradually rose.
Tang Wan’s mind, which had just cleared, slowly dissolved into a hazy blur.
…
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