The Young Husband Who Needed a Joyous Marriage to Cure His Illness (06)

Xue Ci woke up the next day because of the heat.

The weather in the ancient world was much cooler, and with his body parameters adjusted to F, he had been waking up with cold hands and feet for quite some time.

Enveloped in the heat, I felt a rare, pleasant warmth all over my body.

Xue Ci comfortably and unconsciously rolled towards the heat source.

His chubby cheeks jiggled as he rolled his arms.

It's warm and springy, except that it's uncomfortable against my thighs.

This is...?

Xue Ci regained consciousness.

Upon realizing what it was, he held his breath and moved his body back a small space.

This is a normal reaction.

He comforted himself.

No matter how big or scary it is, there's no need to force it on him.

But being nestled in the arms of a man with such a strong reaction made Xue Ci feel strange, and she couldn't fall asleep.

His eyelashes trembled, and he slightly opened his eyes.

From this angle, Qin Zhuo's sharp jawline was directly facing him, and his cold and aloof demeanor made his face appear even more superior.

There's absolutely no indication that he's not very bright.

However, this handsome appearance only lasted for a few seconds.

Xue Ci saw him slightly furrow his brows, as if he were pondering some world problem, and then, as if he had thought of something, he chuckled.

That's so stupid.

The moment Xue Ci had this thought, she saw Qin Zhuo kiss his finger with his lips.

?

So... that conflicted look on your face just now, was you wondering whether or not to steal a kiss from him?

After stealing a kiss, Qin Zhuo pursed his lips, revealing a satisfied expression. As he turned around, he met Xue Ci's complicated gaze.

"My wife, I... I... I didn't steal a kiss from you!"

Xue Ci: "..."

The protagonist is indeed foolish, but not annoying; his behavior is acceptable.

He said "Oh," in a very supportive tone, "I understand."

Instead of admitting his mistake, Qin Zhuo lowered his head and said, "I was wrong, my wife. Actually, I stole a kiss from you."

The man was like a big dog. When he saw Xue Ci wake up, he snuggled up to him, rubbed his face against his pajamas, and stared at him with his bright black eyes.

Xue Ci seemed to see a tail spinning like a propeller.

He recalled the little yellow dogs that used to come to his grandmother's house to beg for food when he was a child. When they were friendly, they seemed to like to nudge people with their tails and sit on his feet.

It's like I don't want you to leave.

[He doesn't have a tail!]

Suddenly, 11 popped out and waved wildly in front of Xue Ci's eyes: [Host, look at me! Look at me!]

Xue Ci was startled and took a breath.

11 immediately turned its back and wagged its tail rapidly: [Behold my propeller!]

"..." Xue Ci's eyes almost blurred. He could tell that the puppy was very jealous, so he gently stroked 11's back, "Good puppy."

What did you say, my lady?

Xue Ci she had accidentally let slip her conversation with 11, and pretended not to know, vaguely saying, "It's nothing."

Qin Zhuo secretly chuckled to himself.

He heard it all; Xue Ci praised him as a "good puppy."

The silly dog rubbed its face against Xue Ci's fingers. "You look so beautiful even when you're asleep, and you smell so good. My wife, are you wearing any perfume?"

After saying that, he even came over and smelled it twice.

Xue Ci couldn't resist such enthusiasm. He watched Qin Zhuo staring at his fingers and swallowing hard, afraid that Qin Zhuo would put his fingers in his mouth and lick them again like last night.

He silently withdrew his hand.

He tried to distract Qin Zhuo: "Weren't you sleeping on the floor? How did you get on the bed?"

"I heard you say you were cold in the middle of the night, so I went to bed and held you while we slept." Qin Zhuo said, wrapping Xue Ci's hand in his large palm. The rough, wheat-colored skin made Xue Ci's hand look small and white. "Wife, are you having trouble warming the bed in the middle of the night?"

"I feel hot all over. Can I hold you while we sleep from now on?"

Xue Ci couldn't refuse a natural heater.

Qin Zhuo happily ran off the bed to help him wash up and change.

I can watch while I serve her; I never get tired of it.

His wife is so small, yet her eyes are so big, her skin looks like it's never been in the sun, and her lips are small and red.

The flesh on her lips is so full.

So plump...

Qin Zhuo couldn't take his eyes off him.

Does this mean that married couples can kiss?

Ke Xue Ci is too naive; she probably doesn't know about this.

Qin Zhuo felt that he should learn these things properly, otherwise if he made his wife uncomfortable on their first kiss, he would definitely never be able to kiss her again.

The silly dog is quite perceptive when it comes to these things.

"My lady, let me help you get dressed and tie your hair."

Xue Ci hesitated.

He thought Qin Zhuo wouldn't be able to do these things well, but he didn't expect the man to be so efficient, even his hair was neatly tied up.

"You're so amazing!"

Xue Ci praised sincerely, her eyes shining as she looked over.

Qin Zhuo was taken aback.

No one ever praised him for doing these things.

Xue Ci... is so good to him.

Qin Zhuo subtly nuzzled Xue Ci's hair with his face, then quickly washed up and got ready. The two of them went to the hall together.

The wedding ceremony in town is not as elaborate as that of wealthy families. The day after the wedding, there is no need to serve tea to the parents-in-law; the family simply eats together.

Xue Ci has never had a good appetite and can only eat a few bites in the morning.

His health deteriorated due to not eating, causing Madam Liu great distress.

Especially after yesterday's grand wedding, which took all day and involved standing the whole time, Xue Ci must have been exhausted.

Madam Liu waited anxiously, but when the two arrived, she saw Xue Ci, whose complexion was more rosy than usual.

Not only is my blood and energy abundant, but I also ate a few extra mouthfuls of porridge this morning.

Does a marriage to bring good luck really work?

Madam Liu was unaware that her good spirits were because Xue Ci had slept warmly the night before, which warmed her stomach and improved her appetite.

After the meal, Song's father left home and went to the dye shop.

The Song Family runs a dyeing business, starting from scratch. Now that they are older, they have handed over the physical labor to hired help, but they still personally inspect the dyeing workshop every day.

Song's mother stayed at home, leaving Xue Ci alone as she had something to discuss.

Qin Zhuo wasn't completely oblivious to subtle cues; he went back to his room to wash the sheets he'd stained the night before.

Before leaving, he looked at Xue Ci with lingering reluctance. "My wife, I'm leaving."

It's like we're going to be apart for ten days or half a month.

Seeing his appearance, Madam Liu was surprised—how could they be so inseparable on their very first day of marriage?

She was naturally pleased that the two had a good relationship.

But she was worried about Xue Ci's health.

After marriage, couples naturally cannot avoid those things.

Xue Ci weak, and between men... Madam Liu Xue Ci before, but Xue Ci didn't seem to understand her meaning.

Now she brought it up directly once more.

Xue Ci's ears turned red. "Mother, don't worry about my health, he doesn't understand these things."

Madam Liu breathed a sigh of relief and instructed, "Even if you do understand later, prioritize getting your health back. I see he listens to you, so remember to tell him in advance."

Xue Ci felt uneasy talking to her elders about these things.

He awkwardly clutched his clothes with his fingers.

Madam Liu didn't bring up the matter again, but chatted with him about everyday things for a while, and it didn't take too long.

When Xue Ci returned to the room, Qin Zhuo had already washed all the dirty clothes and sheets from the previous night and was sitting obediently in the room waiting for him to come back.

"My wife, I've been waiting for you for so long."

Xue Ci: "What are you waiting for me for?"

Qin Zhuo: "I miss you when I can't see you."

As soon as Xue Ci walked over, Qin Zhuo hugged her.

The tall man's body was burning hot, Xue Ci's hands quickly warmed up.

"Mother said you need to take two doses of medicine every day, and I've remembered that."

He sniffed Xue Ci's neck. "Yes, I made two sets of clothes for you, one light purple and one cyan. They should be finished today!"

Should we give it a try?

Xue Ci surprised.

It takes so long to make a single garment. When did this guy start...? Then, as if remembering something else, he asked, "How do you know my size?"

Qin Zhuo: "My older brother used to visit you a lot those days, so I asked him to ask for me."

He originally planned to give her away in his elder brother's name, but that's no longer necessary. Xue Ci is now his wife.

He felt that Xue Ci must care about him a little bit.

Otherwise, I wouldn't call him a good dog.

Xue Ci had no idea what Qin Zhuo was thinking; he was still trying to recall whether Qin Wuzhen had asked him about his size.

Upon careful consideration, it seems there isn't one.

He didn't even know his own size when it came to ancient clothing...

Qin Zhuo interrupted her train of thought, "Wife, do you want to go to the shop?"

The sun was shining brightly today, Xue Ci agreed without hesitation, "But I still need to tell Mother first."

Qin Zhuo suddenly chuckled foolishly.

Xue Ci: "?"

Did he just tell a joke?

After much deliberation, Xue Ci concluded that the problem still lay with Qin Zhuo.

The two told Madam Liu about their visit, and seeing that Xue Ci in unusually good spirits, Madam Liu didn't want to spoil the mood, so she agreed to let them go out.

Xue Ci wore an extra coat and went out with Qin Zhuo.

After walking a few steps, Qin Zhuo whispered in his ear, "Wife, may I hold your hand?"

Holding hands in public was too intimate, Xue Ci wanted to refuse, but when she looked up, she saw Qin Zhuo's expectant eyes.

It wasn't an unreasonable request, so he thought he'd better let it go and reached out his hand.

Xue Ci's hands were small and soft, with fair and translucent skin, cool fingertips, and no calluses on her palms. Even her nails were neatly trimmed.

Qin Zhuo looked down.

It's pink.

How can even your fingers be so beautiful?

Qin Zhuo was captivated by it; it was so soft that he felt as if the slightest touch would cause it to overflow with juice, like a ripe peach.

The more he thought about it, the redder his ears became, and the tighter his grip tightened.

Until Xue Ci withdrew her hand.

Qin Zhuo dejectedly, "Why won't you let me hold your hand anymore?"

After asking, he noticed that Xue Ci's skin was even pinker than before, and her eyelashes were wet and sticky, as if she had just been bullied and was about to cry.

"You... you're making me feel so uncomfortable..." Xue Ci's voice was clearly unhappy, "And your palms are all sweaty."

Qin Zhuo apologized twice.

He dared not hold hands again, his mind filled with thoughts of Xue Ci's appearance just now.

The woman seemed to be very afraid of pain; she couldn't bear even the slightest bit of it.

He had only been rubbing her with his hands, and his wife acted as if she had been bullied terribly.

Qin Zhuo stared at the thick calluses on his hands, lost in thought.

The clothing store wasn't far away. The store owner recognized Qin Zhuo and greeted him as soon as he entered. Then, glancing to the side, he thought, "What a handsome young man!"

Qin Zhuo said proudly, "We're already married! The two sets of clothes I had made last time were for him!"

"Everything's ready." The shopkeeper, beaming, took out two sets of clothes. "Would you like to come inside and try them on?"

Xue Ci glanced at it; the clothes were made of luxurious fabric and embroidered with patterns, and they weren't the kind with buttons.

So when Qin Zhuo offered to help him get dressed, he confidently refused, saying, "How could I not even be able to put on my clothes properly?"

Qin Zhuo pursed her lips and said nothing.

If I tell her, my wife will be unhappy again.

He walked toward the dressing curtain, waiting for Xue Ci her clothes, when someone suddenly called out to him from the side.

"Isn't this Qin Zhuo, who recently married a man?"

Qin Zhuo knew who it was as soon as he heard the voice.

He turned around, and the man walking towards him had a handsome but frivolous face.

Her face is neat and tidy; it's a good face.

But the way he talks is just rude and makes you want to punch him.

Qin Zhuo was bad at talking; during their years as classmates, she could never win an argument with the other person whenever they had a conflict.

Xie Qiaosi had been bored these past few days, wandering aimlessly through the streets. He was from a wealthy family and could easily have passed the imperial examinations if he studied hard, but he never liked to study. He just spent his days idly strolling around the streets.

Several horses were kept on the outskirts of the town, and when not at school, people would let the horses run back and forth on the flat ground.

I sat to the side and watched.

I don't know what their hobby is.

Overall, he's a spendthrift playboy who loves to spend money.

As soon as the customer arrived, the owner went to greet him.

Xie Qiaosi greeted him, "No rush."

He had heard a few days ago that Qin Zhuo had married a sickly man into his family.

"Did your family send you to do a wedding to bring good luck to someone?"

He got straight to the point and spoke frankly.

Qin Zhuo's face darkened.

Having been classmates, Xie Qiaosi didn't dislike this fool that much. He guessed that Qin Zhuo was being sold off by his family like an object before he even understood what "marrying for good luck" meant.

She was trying to kindly explain the meaning to him, but he scolded her back.

"What nonsense are you spouting? My wife will live to be a hundred!"

Xie Qiaosi's eyes showed a hint of surprise, then he twitched the corner of his mouth.

Has this idiot been bewitched? Knowing she's being used in a marriage to bring good luck, she still agrees? She even calls a sickly man "wife"!

Xie Qiaosi got goosebumps all over, but didn't hide his disgust at all.

Seeing Qin Zhuo's displeased expression, the pageboy, fearing trouble, tried to smooth things over. "Young Master Qin, what clothes did you buy for your wife? We'd like to see them too."

Qin Zhuo, however, showed no mercy. "Why should my wife be shown to you?"

Xie Qiaosi scoffed, "I have no homosexual tendencies. No matter what your little lady wears, if I take a second look, I'm a pervert."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the curtain beside him being pulled open, revealing half of a pale face.

All you can see is a pointed chin and mouth.

Could this person inside be...?

Xie Qiaosi closed his folding fan and lingered his gaze for a while longer.

On the heavy gray curtain, there were the person's slender white fingers, with delicate knuckles and a wrist so thin that it looked as if a light touch could leave a red mark.

As if unable to bear the weight, the curtain slumped down slightly.

Part of her face was now covered again.

Xie Qiaosi saw the person's lips part, revealing a sliver of pink oral cavity.

"My husband..."

The sound was very soft and faint, as light as a feather.

Qin Zhuo seemed to have heard a command, and immediately showed a look of surprise and walked towards the curtain.

It completely blocked the view.

Xie Qiaosi saw nothing.

The pageboy beside him inhaled into the air and asked, "Young master, can you smell anything fragrant?"

Xie Qiaosi smelled it when he lifted the curtain just now, and he said with certainty, "She's applied perfume."

Hearing his voice, Qin Zhuo turned around and glanced back, then cautiously pulled the curtains shut, as if hiding some treasure and not wanting anyone to see.

Xie Qiaosi chuckled.

Upon hearing this laughter, the pageboy knew the boy was about to cause trouble, so he immediately said, "Young master, perhaps we should come another day."

Xie Qiaosi verbally agreed, but his legs remained motionless.

He heard Qin Zhuo repeatedly saying "fold it like this" and "don't button it up," and guessed that Qin Zhuo was helping the other person put on their clothes.

How delicate must she be to need help even with her clothes?

Wouldn't that mean someone would have to hold you on their lap to feed you? And what about bathing you? Would your husband have to help you wipe yourself down?

Xie Qiaosi's mind conjured up those few fair and delicate fingers. His peach blossom eyes drooped, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Until a faint sound came—

"I understand, just stay here and don't leave."

What man is so prone to acting like a baby?

The curtain was lowered, and Qin Zhuo stood near it, behaving as obediently as a dog.

Xie Qiaosi remained, and said to the shop owner, "Bring out your best fabrics."

Upon recognizing the client as a major customer, the boss immediately went to the warehouse.

Xie Qiaosi wasn't in a hurry; he paced back and forth in the store.

The pageboy followed behind and noticed that Xie Qiaosi's mind was clearly not on choosing fabrics, but rather he kept glancing towards the curtain.

The curtain was finally lifted.

Xie Qiaosi turned his gaze away openly and confidently.

And then I saw a beautiful woman with skin as white as snow.

The eyes were a rare light color, like beautiful glass beads.

Her nose was small and delicate, and her lips were bright red. Although her lips were small, they were still plump and full.

Her cheeks had a perfect curve, and her eyebrows and eyes carried a slight hint of illness, but instead of looking sickly, she looked even more pitiful.

So this is what Qin Zhuo's wife looks like.

No wonder she's so obsessed.

Fortunately, he didn't have homosexual tendencies.

Xue Ci a little awkward.

Such a long and undisguised gaze was obvious to anyone who wasn't a fool.

While he was trying on clothes inside, he heard Qin Zhuo talking to someone, but the heavy curtains made the sound muffled.

He didn't hear exactly what was said, but he could sense that the atmosphere wasn't very friendly.

I stood awkwardly inside the curtain for a while, my legs getting so sore that I had to lift the curtain and interrupt the conversation.

Xue Ci, facing away from the gaze, also glanced at the other person.

He looked to be about the same age as Qin Zhuo, so they must know each other.

His eyes, however, looked a little strange.

Is there something on his face? Or is he wearing the wrong clothes?

Xue Ci immediately looked down to check, and after confirming that everything was correct, she grabbed Qin Zhuo's clothes with her fingers, stood on tiptoe slightly, and got close to the man's face.

His appearance was both bewildered and dependent.

She was a beautiful young woman who loved to cling to her husband.

The young lady spoke softly and indistinctly; Xie Qiaosi could only see the bulging veins on Qin Zhuo's forehead and his utterly infatuated expression.

"Is that someone you know over there?" Xue Ci asked softly.

Qin Zhuo was initially pleased that his wife had taken the initiative to get so close to him, but then he remembered that Xie Qiaosi was next to him and immediately blocked her with his body.

"I don't get along with him, my wife, please don't look at him."

He saw it all; Xie Qiaosi was staring at his wife without blinking, and he had no idea what kind of scheme Xie Qiaosi was plotting.

Then she glanced down at Xue Ci's clothes and said softly, "You look really good in this."

"Let's try the other one at home."

Xue Ci felt uncomfortable under Xie Qiaosi's gaze and nodded in agreement.

Qin Zhuo paid the money, packed up Xue Ci's old clothes and another set of new clothes, and took them with him. Before leaving, he didn't forget to put a light veil on Xue Ci.

Completely cover the face, leaving no gaps.

After the two left, Xie Qiaosi stood there, his tone sarcastic. "With him blocking the way so thoroughly, does he really think everyone likes to pull a handsome man onto their lap and kiss him?"

"..." The pageboy felt this was a bit awkward.

Then he saw his young master staring intently in the direction the two had left, muttering to himself, "Besides, he's an idiot, how could he possibly understand a kiss?"

The pageboy outwardly agreed, but inwardly thought—you haven't kissed anyone either, have you?

*

Xue Ci went home and tried on the clothes again; both sets fit perfectly.

Qin Zhuo embraced her and praised, "My wife is so beautiful."

"When I went out today, a lot of people were looking at me."

Xue Ci, thinking of the person she met at the clothing store earlier that day, worried about missing any crucial details, asked, "Was he your classmate from school? What's his name?"

Qin Zhuo immediately put on a sullen face. "Wife, why are you asking him?"

The jealousy and grievance in her tone were too obvious, so Xue Ci simply didn't ask.

Qin Zhuo thought he was angry, so she immediately said, "His name is Xie Qiaosi. We went to the same school. He didn't do well in school, liked to hang out outside, and didn't get along well with everyone."

Xue Ci automatically ignored what followed.

As soon Qin Zhuo mentioned Xie Qiaosi's name, the system immediately updated the plot.

This Xie Qiaosi is supposed to be a key assistant to the protagonist in his future rise to wealth. But why does he seem to be at odds with me today?

The plot has been strange for quite some time now.

The story hasn't progressed to its later stages yet, Xue Ci forgotten.

For the next few days, neither of them went out; Xue Ci took Qin Zhuo for walks around the house.

After spending time with him, Qin Zhuo turned out to be much better than I had imagined. He might misunderstand what I meant when he spoke, but he was very decisive when it came to getting things done.

The artificial hill in the courtyard of his house was broken, but he silently repaired it. He also added tiles to the leaky woodshed and put a delicate fence around Xue Ci's little garden.

He would also go to the backyard to brew the two doses of medicine every day, sitting there for an hour at a time.

The medicine was bitter, so two red dates were placed next to it, with the pits removed beforehand.

He would hold Xue Ci and sleep with her at night. If Xue Ci said she was hot, he would put on two more layers of clothes to keep her warm. If Xue Ci said she was cold, he would hold her tightly.

Xue Ci wouldn't accept the few pieces of silver he had saved, so he used them all to make clothes.

Like an obedient big dog.

If she had to point out anything wrong with him, Xue Ci felt he was too clingy.

Wherever she goes, she clings to him, her shoulder to shoulder, rubbing her face against him, calling him "wife," and saying how much she loves him.

Xue Ci couldn't resist his enthusiasm, but she didn't find him annoying at all.

The two got along very well, Xue Ci became increasingly spoiled by him. At first, she tried to dress herself, but later she simply let the man help her with everything.

"My wife, I want to hold you on my lap while I wear it."

Last time, Xue Ci was dressed while being carried by him, and her inner thighs were bruised from being pressed against him.

This time, of course, he wouldn't be soft-hearted.

"No, you can't put it on sitting on the bed like that."

Although Qin Zhuo was disappointed, he still listened to Xue Ci's words.

He squatted down in front of Xue Ci.

Xue Ci's feet were all pinkish-white, like mutton fat jade, with a pinkish tinge.

I want to put it in my mouth...

Qin Zhuo unconsciously swallowed.

He said whatever came to mind, "Wife, your feet are a little cold."

"Um?"

Xue Ci, not understanding why, rubbed her foot against Qin Zhuo's leg.

Qin Zhuo tensed up, his tone becoming urgent. "Could you help me cool down that swollen area?"

Wh-what?

"It's hot there again."

Xue Ci's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and her face instantly turned a rosy pink.

How could someone say such a strange thing...?

He bit his lip, awkwardly pulling his ankle back, but the other person was stronger than an ox plowing a field; not only did they not let go, but they also licked his calf upwards.

The rough, hot tongue licked the smooth skin until it was wet and red.

Xue Ci in her eyes, said, "Don't... don't lick it..."

The task will then appear.

[One of your purposes in Qin Zhuo was to have an excuse to visit Qin Wuzhen.]

[You're going to stay overnight at the Qin Family tomorrow night and secretly take Qin Wuzhen brush.]

The stimulation on her calves made Xue Ci arch her back, and it took her a while to process the task.

"Don't... don't lick me yet, I have something to tell you." His voice was soft and gentle, as if it had been licked clean.

It easily aroused desire.

Qin Zhuo really wanted to keep licking, all the way to Xue Ci's pink spot.

However, upon hearing Xue Ci's urgent tone, she stopped and hurriedly rubbed her face against his.

Xue Ci, confident that the other person wasn't very bright and wouldn't notice anything, didn't bother making excuses and asked directly, "What has Brother Zimu been up to lately?"

Qin Zhuo's voice was much hoarse. "Wife, I've been sticking close to you these past few days. I don't know what my elder brother has been doing, but he usually goes to the pharmacy."

Xue Ci: "Then let's go to Brother Zimu's house tomorrow."

Qin Zhuo was a little sad, her face downcast.

"Brother Zimu" sounds very intimate.

Xue Ci usually just calls him by his name.

The man remained silent for a long time, his eyes lowered.

Xue Ci thought he was unwilling, and bit her lip. "If we go tomorrow night..."

Suppressing his shame, the young man whispered, "I'll agree."

Qin Zhuo had long forgotten what he had said, or rather, he never thought Xue Ci would bring it up again.

He stared blankly at Xue Ci, then heard a faint, yet incredibly arousing, sound that made his manhood throb violently.

"... I'll use my foot to press on the areas that are uncomfortable for you."

Author's Note:

Going to my brother's house to stomp on things, one stomp after another! [cheering][cheering][cheering]