Chapter Thirteen: The King of Romantic Words

  Chen Si Niang felt a sense of relief, but at the moment when she and her husband exchanged bows, Liang Shan's heart tightened, and he seemed to hear the sound of shattering glass in his ears, followed by a sense of relaxation.

  This woman's life is really tough.

  What a close call!

  Liáng Shān understood what had happened.

  In his soul, there was a residual fragment of Liangshan Bo's soul, which became the "husband-killing" shield of Liangshan.

  Is this the last remaining value extraction of Liangshanbo? Liangshan thought.

  Late at night, Liangshan and Chen Siniang bid farewell to their mother, Liang Yangshi. Chen Siniang specially bid farewell to the elder lady, Zhu Qingyun, and the two of them entered a side room.

  She closed the door, but Chen Si Niang was a bit nervous, one hand held by the man, the other hand clenched into a fist on her clothes, her heart already in turmoil.

  Liáng Shān supported Sì Niáng onto the bed, then adjusted his clothes and tie, respectfully made a bow. Sì Niáng was startled and hastily got up, trembling with voice said: "Sir, what is the meaning of this?"

  "Fourth Sister, there's something I must tell you."

  "Please go on, sir."

  Liang Shan said, "Although our marriage is settled, we cannot follow the ritual of Zhou Gong." As he spoke, Liang Shan felt secretly pleased. Last time, he was "choked" by Zhu Qingyun, but this time he had retaliated against Chen Si Niang.

  Fourth daughter suddenly felt her head "buzz" for a moment, and her expression immediately darkened. She knew that she was not so lucky, and her husband was letting her live in widowhood.

  "Don't get me wrong, it's just that after entering Yang Village, I made a vow of abstinence for 100 days at the ancestral temple in Yang Village, so naturally, I couldn't engage in romantic affairs."

  Fourth daughter gently stroked her chest, thinking to herself that this was the reason, and after some thought, she wondered if the ancestral worship and fasting were the reasons why her husband could bring his family here.

  "Four Maiden was right, it's because of this that the vengeful spirit of Yang Village won't bother me." Liangshan observed her expression and tone, speaking softly, then gently took Four Maiden's hand and said: "You and I are now a family, I won't deceive you. Look at your elder sister, does she have any hint of elegance?"

  Chen Si Niang was now convinced, and she thought that Zhu Li Yun indeed looked like an inexperienced young woman. So it seemed that her husband's words were not directed at her. Moreover, when she heard Liang Shan say that they were all one family, her heart felt even warmer. Chen Si Niang was extremely clever, and she slightly bowed to express her gratitude, saying: "I understand your intention, sir. I was born a member of the Liang family, and I will die as a ghost of the Liang family. I absolutely will not do anything that would betray the Liang family."

  This is a beautiful woman showing her loyalty, such an intelligent woman, Liangshan has nothing to worry about. With the evil feudal etiquette tightly binding her, from now on, her husband will be her heaven. Moreover, with some sweet words, she promised that in the future, her parents and brother would move into the Liang family village, making everything even more proper.

  "On this long night, although we can't do that thing, it's okay to sleep together." Liangshan took Chen Si Niang's hand and got into bed. After the lamp was extinguished, Chen Si Niang helped her husband undress, while she only wore a thin undergarment. The unfamiliar scent of the man made Chen Si Niang's heart flutter wildly, hoping that the hundred-day abstinence would end soon so she could devote herself to serving her husband wholeheartedly."

  Chen Si Niang used to be a living dead person, but today she is a dead person come back to life, almost feeling the joy of liberation.

  Liang Shan didn't rush to sleep, and the romantic words of the 21st century were delivered one by one. These Liang Shan were originally his strong points, and every sentence was not exaggerated, completely hitting the woman's heart.

  Chen Si Niang was clever, but she had never experienced such things. Women in this world, as long as they were truly appreciated by their husbands, would already be overjoyed, and couldn't withstand the passionate words of Liangshan. For a time, they felt like they were in heaven, and when her husband recited the poem "The mountains are exhausted, the water is repeated, there is no road, the willows are dark, the flowers are bright, and another village" to her, this poem was later printed with the title "In the Boudoir, Dedicated to Chen Si Niang" and passed down through the ages. Chen Si Niang's heart was thoroughly tied to Liangshan.

  Liangshan didn't rush into intimacy for two reasons: first, he felt a bit guilty towards Zhu Qingyun; second, his cultivation was not yet complete and he couldn't afford to waste his energy. Chen Si'niang was a hundred times more lovable than Liangshan's previous girlfriend, and after a day of worry, she finally relaxed upon hearing Liangshan's poem and fell fast asleep with her head tilted to one side. Liangshan didn't sit in meditation either, but instead lay down and circulated his small heavenly cycle.

  Resisting temptation, unexpectedly made great progress in one night's cultivation.

  Early in the morning, Liangshan and Chen Siniang got up to pay their respects to their mother, and then went to Zhu Qingyun's room, only to find that she had not returned yet. Liangshan was somewhat worried, but thought of her being a fairy and calmed down slightly.

  Liáng Shān accompanied his concubine, Fourth Daughter, on an inspection tour of the paddy fields and vegetable gardens, and along the way, they were quite carefree and spirited.

  The sky is bright, and Zhu Qingyun has just returned. Liangshan sees that Zhu Qingyun's expression is not right, so he immediately takes Chen Si Niang to see the elder lady. Liangshan secretly delights in this, as Zhu Qingyun's face seems to have a jealous look.

  Chen Si Niang served tea and asked about their well-being. Zhu Qingyun accepted the cup, and after a few words of encouragement to work together in supporting her husband, Liang Shan listened with delight from the side. In his past life, he had imagined many scenes of men and women getting along, but it was really too difficult. Now it seemed that they could look forward to it.

  Chen Si Niang temporarily let her mother, Liang Yang Shi, "take care" of the situation, and Liang Shan returned to Zhu Qing Yun's room, chuckling and saying: "Qing Yun, what's wrong? You don't seem happy."

  "I'm so happy now, with four daughters branching out on their own, it's also relieved me of some pressure."

  "I won't say that." Liang Shan walked up to Zhu Qingyun and took her hand. Zhu Qingyun wanted to pull away, but didn't, and found that there was indeed some sourness in her heart.

  "Your complexion doesn't look right, didn't your cultivation go smoothly last night?"

  "Mind your own business." Ching Yun-tsao scolded.

  "Does a mortal have nothing to do with the affairs of an immortal?" Liangshan glared and said, "I am your husband, even if the Jade Emperor himself bullied you, I would make him apologize to you!"

  Qingyun's heart warmed up and said: "I know, go accompany Fourth Mother, and soon open branches and scatter leaves."

  "How about you?"

  "I will be in seclusion for these days."

  Li Shanshan looked suspicious and said: "Then you'd better cultivate well, don't forget that thing when it's cultivated."

  "Alright, when one man gets Tao, even his chickens and dogs rise to heaven!" Qingyun smiled sweetly.

  These days, Liangshan and Zhu Qingyun joked that being rich alone is not considered rich, and the Liang family village should take the road of common prosperity. The topic turned around, and Liangshan pointed out that Zhu Qingyun's solo cultivation was also incorrect, and only when chickens and dogs rise to heaven is it the right principle.

  Jian saw Liangshan go, and Zhu Qingyun sat on the bed with her legs crossed. She heard Liangshan instructing Liang Liang's wife to do nothing else but wait outside for Madame's orders.

  Qingyun's eyes closed in concentration, her face gradually turned pale. She raised her hand to unbutton her clothes, but just then Liangshan returned and said: "Madam, really nothing is wrong!"

  "Nonsense!" Zong Lingyun's phoenix eyes glared sharply.

  Listening to her husband's footsteps fade away, Qingyun finally undressed and found a dark palm print on her shoulder.

  That old Taoist was indeed formidable. Zhū Qīngyún could have returned earlier, but fearing that the old Taoist would follow him here, he circled around outside and shook off his tail before coming back.

  Wishing Qingyun to use her fingernails as a knife and lightly cut through her skin, black blood flowing out.

  Qingyun gently wiped away the bloodstains with a piece of gauze, then opened a medicine bottle and applied a thick layer of black ointment. She then wrapped it up again with white gauze and put on her Luo shirt once more.

  Bring over the brazier, and toss in that blood-stained gauze. With a flick of her finger, Zhi Qingyun conjured up a ball of flame.

  The fire fell on the silk fabric, ignited quickly, and turned into ashes in an instant.

  Wishing you a peaceful return to bed, legs crossed and eyes closed.

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