Jiang Yichun’s face filled with joy, he couldn’t resist embracing her and pecked her on the face, smearing saliva onto her face in the process. He said excitedly, "It will be a month at most. With you accompanying me, I am not afraid to go anywhere."
Bai Ruozhu’s heart ached momentarily. He had never expressed his fear of returning to the Capital City. He had no chance to say it before he left last time, and when he came back to talk about it, he never mentioned he would be afraid. It was not until now that she realized that he was afraid to return to that place full of heartbreaking memories.
His father was no longer there, and his mother’s whereabouts were unknown, while the Jiang Residence still stood tall in the Capital City. Elder Jiang Ge, who ruthlessly kicked them out of the house, still holds his position in court. He, once the young master of a noble family, now is a desperate son involved in his father’s scandal, needing to risk his life in the Bureau of Political Affairs to survive.
She held his hand tightly, looked into his dark eyes like black ink, and said softly, "Wherever we go in the future, I will be with you, and so will Dengdeng. Our family will never be separated."
Jiang Yichun felt a warm current coursing through his heart. He hugged her emotionally and kissed her passionately. He knew that she was the one who understood him the best, the one who cared for him the most.
Thinking about the suffering deep within his heart, Bai Ruozhu hugged his neck and gently responded to his passionate advances, reciprocating his fervent desires. Soon, the two were left gasping for breath, their bodies feverish.
He picked her body up in such a way that both her legs were wrapped around his waist. He then strode towards the bed.
Bai Ruozhu’s eyes were filled with a hazy allure. She recalled the first time she had decided to give herself completely to him, the position they were in then in the secret chamber was the same. Although their moment was ruined by the pursuers at the time, he seemed to prefer this position afterward, always using his big hand to squeeze her bottom, making her body go soft.
He placed her on the bed, leaned over her, and while kissing her, his hands started to caress her body.
"Ruozhu, we will be together forever; you are the only one I want," he said lovingly into her ear, his words electrifying her, causing her eyes to abruptly open. He was proclaiming his determination, for she had said before that she would not share her husband with anyone else, and that if he wanted to marry her, there could be no other women.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and passionately returned his kiss. For the first time, she took the initiative, reciprocating his passionate advances with fervor. Even though it was a little clumsy and not very gentle, she was responding to his words, letting him know she remembered the commitment he made today.
They threw off their clothes and looked deeply into each other’s eyes. With each passing moment, they came closer to each other, slowly melting into each other’s warmth...
Afterwards, they were both lying in bed, reluctant to get up. Bai Ruozhu’s head was resting on his chest. Her tender fingers gently touched the scar on his right arm. Because of this wound, he had begun to use his left hand for sword-play. She didn’t want her man to suffer in this way. She had to find a way to heal him.
"Are you still mad at me?" Jiang Yichun’s voice was deep with a hint of laughter, sounding soothing to her.
"When did I get angry? You made things difficult by becoming irrationally jealous. And you gave me the cold shoulder." Bai Ruozhu said, indignantly pinching his collarbone. She remembered that he always liked to bite her there. Thinking about it made her face feel hot, and her body heat up once again.
Jiang Yichun tightly pulled her into his arms, kissed her collarbone forcefully again and said, "If I didn’t get jealous at all, then you should be mad, right?".
Bai Ruozhu couldn’t help but laugh at his remarks. That’s right, if she was held by another man and he didn’t get mad, that would mean he didn’t care about her at all.
Jiang Yichun was completely enthralled by her giggles. He turned once more and pressed his body over hers...
Lin Ping’er extended her neck from inside the main house to look outside. They had not emerged even after so long; they were most assuredly keeping busy. The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she took Dengdeng and went to Wan Caiyue’s room.
"Caiyue, are you still doing crochet work? Don’t exhaust yourself." Lin Ping’er complained when she saw Caiyue working.
Wan Caiyue smiled and said, "Mother, I’ve been so idle my bones are starting to rust. Ruozhu says I’m much better now and can do some activities to keep myself active."
"Take it easy anyway, we don’t have any lack of manpower at home. You just need to manage the servants, as Ruozhu said." Lin Ping’er echoed Bai Ruozhu’s words, which made Caiyue laugh.
After a long time, Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun were still in bed, not willing to get up. Bai Ruozhu calculated the time and thought it was probably time to nurse Dengdeng.
"It’s so inconvenient without a watch." She casually murmured. She was a person with a strong sense of time, but transmigration here without a wristwatch, her timing estimates were far from accurate.
Jiang Yichun rolled his eyes at her comment but did not say anything.
"I don’t want to move. Go out and bring Dengdeng in for feeding. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if he starts crying later." She said, giving Jiang Yichun a kick with her foot.
Jiang Yichun couldn’t help but laugh, "You were just passionate a moment ago, and now that you’re comfortable, you want to kick your husband out of the bed?"
"Dear husband, I’m counting on you." Bai Ruozhu said lazily, coquettishly.
Upon hearing her, Jiang Yichun immediately jumped up as if infused with chicken blood. He replied energetically, "Alright, wait patiently."
It was the first time she called him ’husband.’ Jiang Yichun’s lips curled upward, revealing his cheerful mood.
By the time dinner arrived, Bai Ruozhu unwillingly hoisted herself up from bed. Considering everyone in the family was busy making a living while she was enjoying herself with Jiang Yichun, she began to feel a touch of guilt.
Cui Fan returned after the dinner and reported the situation about the merchant Zhou to Bai Ruozhu.
"He’s hiding at Zhou Family’s house now, it wouldn’t be easy to drag him out." Cui Fan’s face was stern, "Young lady, I don’t think this matter is simple. I suggest you not get involved."
"Is the complication due to Zhou Family being related to Wang Dianji’s family by marriage, or did the Wang Family get involved, or are Wang Family and Zhou Family conspiring to take over someone else’s shop?" Bai Ruozhu asked openly.
Cui Fan was stunned; he had been observing for some time and had found Bai Ruozhu very competent, even more so than most eldest daughters from other meritorious families, and she was also very steady and would not act impulsively.
Seeing he didn’t answer, Bai Ruozhu chose not to press further. She simply stated, "If it involves the Zhou Family, I must get involved. Even if it was the royal mother, she would definitely agree."
Only later did Cui Fan realize what she meant. He remembered that a few days ago, the old lady’s guests were conspired against by someone and had a miscarriage. Wasn’t that wife very close to Bai Ruozhu? With this in mind, he understood Bai Ruozhu’s intentions.
Jiang Yichun walked from behind and without any hesitation wrapped his arms around Bai Ruozhu’s slender waist and said, "I will take care of these people for you."
Bai Ruozhu rolled her eyes at him, swatted his inappropriate hand away, and said, "Let me figure it out myself. It is such a small thing that there is no need for you to step in."
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