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Qi Chong tidied up the medicinal wine and noticed Yu Chunmiao blushing as she stared at the bed. He took her small hand in his and, with a hoarse voice, said, "Today is our wedding day. Will you come tonight?"
Despite having mentally prepared herself, Yu Chunmiao's heart raced as if it might leap out of her throat. She lowered her head, feeling shy, and replied, "We can't yet, that..."
With a swift motion, the man pulled her into his embrace and whispered in her ear, "I know, but it's unlucky to sleep apart on our wedding day." This was what Chen Ruolan had told him that morning, insisting that they must share a bed on their wedding day; otherwise, they would not grow old together. He had initially dismissed such beliefs, but upon hearing the consequence of not being able to grow old together, he immediately became a believer.
Yu Chunmiao felt not only shy but also a sense of anticipation. If it weren't for the fear that Qi Chong might lose control, she would have already wanted to act mischievously.
During dinner, when Yu Chunmiao mentioned Xian Ke Lai's situation, the entire family was shocked.
"Goodness! Four basins!" Chen Ruolan counted on her fingers. "Four basins a day, one and two-six coins each day, that's forty-eight coins in a month."
Qi Chong replied nonchalantly.
"Brother Zheng bless us!" Qi Rong rarely put down his chopsticks and asked, "Sister-in-law, can I still eat that pig knuckle?"
Because he had saved Yu Chunmiao in the woods last time, he had enjoyed pig trotters stewed with yellow beans.
He still craved more.
Yu Chunmiao nodded confidently. "Yes! Pig trotters stewed with peanuts, braised pig trotters—I'll make sure you have plenty to eat."
Qi Rong dug into his rice eagerly; he was determined to work hard gathering fairy herbs starting tomorrow.
Under the table, Qi Chong kicked Qi Yuan lightly. "Can you make four large wooden basins tomorrow?"
Using the wood from the bathhouse, Qi Yuan assured him it would be no problem at all.
After dinner, Qi Chong and Qi Rong went to the backyard to bathe. As usual, Qi Chong sat while Qi Rong served him.
He sensed something different about his elder brother today; a subtle smile lingered on his usually expressionless face. And as he smiled more and more, Xiao Xiao Chong seemed to transform into a more mature version of himself.
Glancing at his brother and then at himself, he asked playfully, "Brother, when will my little self become big?"
With a sharp slap on his colorful backside, Qi Chong exclaimed, "You haven't even grown up yet, what are you thinking? Get lost! I'll wash myself."
He needed to hurry and get ready; otherwise, his little brother would lose his innocence.
After finishing his bath, he waited inside the room, but it was completely dark and Yu Chunmiao still hadn't arrived. Since she was in Qi Qin's room, he felt too embarrassed to knock on the door.
Inside the room, Chen Ruolan was drying Yu Chunmiao's hair while recounting her story with Brother Zheng.
"When I married into the Qi Family, I was immediately put in a difficult position by Zhang Guihua. She borrowed my Silver Bracelet and didn't return it for several days. Brother Zheng didn't help me right away, so I refused to let him into my bed. I just couldn't stand the sight of him."
It took several days for Brother Zheng to finally retrieve her Silver Bracelet, and only then did she allow him into her bed.
"I should have listened to my mother; if I had, Brother Zheng and I might have had a happy ending."
She noticed that Yu Chunmiao had eaten but was taking her time washing up instead of going to Qi Chong's room. Thinking that Yu Chunmiao was reluctant, she brought herself into the conversation.
As she spoke, her voice began to tremble. Yu Chunmiao interrupted gently, "Mother, I'll go in a moment. Please don't be sad. Qi Chong will surely live a long life, and we will be together forever."
Even though it was their first night together, she knew she needed to clean herself up. She couldn't lie next to him smelling of sweat; that would be so embarrassing.
Chen Ruolan dried Yu Chunmiao's hair with increasing speed, as if she were holding Qi Chong's fate in her hands.
When Yu Chunmiao entered Qi Chong's room with her hair down, Qi Chong's heart skipped a beat.
"You're here!" he said in a hoarse voice.
Yu Chunmiao busied herself with braiding her hair absentmindedly and replied with a soft "Hmm."
Clearing his throat, Qi Chong asked nervously, "Does your foot still hurt? Do you need some more medicine?"
It was clear that he was anxious.
"No, it's much better now. It doesn't hurt unless I put too much weight on it."
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