When Cui Ling heard Yuan Wulang's voice, she really wanted to bury herself in her quilt and never get up again.

  Her father-in-law, who had never met her before, specially came down from the battlefield to see her. Emotionally and rationally, she couldn't refuse him.

  After dawdling for a long time, she secretly stuck her head out of the quilt and took a sneak peek at Yuan Wulang's expression.

  He stood at the head of the bed, quietly watching her, his face expressionless, unable to tell whether he was pleased or disgusted.

  Cui Ling asked timidly, "I need to change clothes now, can...can you turn around?"

  Although it has been confirmed that he is her husband, they are still unfamiliar with each other.

  She is still not open enough to wear clothes in front of a man she has only met a few times.

  Yuan Wulang raised an eyebrow and thought that this time he had learned his lesson. He was only asked to turn around, not directly driven out of the door.

  She rarely behaves so well, and it's actually right to indulge her this time.

  Only the resentment in his heart that could not be relieved still lingered, and no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't make her happy.

  He said with a straight face, "As husband and wife, what is there to be shy about?"

  Cui Ling opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally endured it again.

  Considering she had previously wronged her husband, she felt somewhat uneasy and guilty in her heart, thinking that if Yuan Wulang was angry, it would be understandable.

  As long as he doesn't go overboard, for the sake of future stability and unity, she might as well turn a blind eye to it.

  She hesitantly pointed at the wardrobe, "That, I want to get some clothes."

  This was tantamount to politely asking him to leave.

  Yuan Wulang seemed to be completely unaware of it, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "You go get it."

  The woman's timid and pleading eyes on the bed, he didn't miss them.

  Actually, although I have various complaints and feelings of resentment in my heart, these angry emotions always automatically disappear as soon as I see her face.

  Last night I vowed with hatred that from now on I will never have any feelings for this heartless woman, nor worry about her.

  When he heard the news of her fainting, he still couldn't help but stay here and keep watch over her for a night.

  The lady's chamber in the prime minister's residence lacked a young maid. If it wasn't him, who would she think had carried her onto the couch, helped her undress, and with great effort fed her the medicine the doctor had prescribed, spoonful by spoonful?

  But she was fine, waking up and seeing his head, her first words were to ask him to turn over.

  Yuan Wulang was in a fit of rage when he suddenly saw the person on the bed give him a faint smile.

  That smile is absolutely beautiful, like a pear blossom unfolding, making one's heart flutter with delight.

  He suddenly furrowed his brow, walked straight to the wardrobe, picked out a set of darker clothes from it, and threw them onto Cui Ying's bed without saying a word.

  He said stiffly, "Father likes girls to be elegant, this dress is suitable."

  But there was no sign of leaving or turning back.

  Cui Ling's tense body shrank back into the quilt, biting her lip before speaking again, "Husband...can you please turn your body around? I want to change my clothes."

  She had also been with several men in her past life and knew that when a relationship was intimate, watching each other get dressed was also a pleasure.

  Husband and wife, sleeping together, it's nothing unusual.

  Cui Ying thought, if she and Yuan Wulang put aside their identities, they were just two people.

  She didn't mind having such a romantic relationship with him due to her good impression of him.

  But aren't they still quarreling?

  This bizarre misunderstanding, she hasn't fully digested it yet, and for now, she really doesn't have the mood to continue playing along with him.

  Does he really have to stand here and stare at her as she dresses, just to make the awkwardness between them even more unbearable?

  She thought for a moment and decided to persuade him in a gentle tone, "Husband, I'm begging you, just meet with her for a little while."

  But Yuan Wulang didn't buy it at all.

  He looked somewhat impatient, "Hurry up, don't keep Father waiting."

  He made up his mind not to leave and even pulled a chair over to sit down in front of her bed.

  Cui Ling felt that Yuan Wulang was intentionally going against her.

  She's not very happy, it's about what happened before, even if it was her fault, he should at least take 40% of the responsibility, why does he act like she's a criminal who has to cater to his every whim?

  His attitude hurt her a little.

  Also touched Cui Ying's heart bottom a certain unyielding nerve.

  Enraged to the extreme, she suddenly burst out laughing, and as a result, she became calm instead.

  Chui Ying is not a fifteen-year-old girl who has never been through personnel matters, nor has she never seen a man, nor has she never been seen by a man.

  For her, being seen by Yuan Wulang, a man who has already established a legitimate marital relationship and fully meets her aesthetic standards, and still having several points of infatuation with him, is not really anything.

  Moreover, she was not naked under the quilt, but still wore a camisole inside.

  So they called Yuan Wulang away, just to avoid awkwardness and let him save face.

  It's just that she didn't want to cut off the possibility of a peaceful and friendly husband-and-wife relationship in the future. After all, although some small accidents and twists had occurred, she had never thought of giving up her marriage with Yuan Wulang.

  But he didn't take it at all.

  Why should she be humble and condescending towards him everywhere?

  Cui Ling glared at Yuan Wulang fiercely and then simply stopped paying attention to him.

  She sprang out of bed nimbly, revealing her moon-white undergarments.

  The loose and flowing fabric vaguely revealed her slender waistline, the fragrance swayed with the wind, looking extremely enticing.

  She got out of bed elegantly, swaying her small waist unscrupulously as she passed in front of Yuan Wulang, and picked a light yellow cotton-padded jacket from the wardrobe, looking lively and bright.

  She slowly and deliberately changed into it, and finally, she even intentionally walked in front of Yuan Wulang, as if nothing had happened, and asked him naturally, "Husband, do I look good?"

  Nature is... beautiful.

  Cui Ying was born with a stunningly beautiful face, she was young and vibrant, with a good figure, truly a heavenly beauty.

  This is a face that even women can't help but like when they see it, let alone Yuan Wulang, a hot-blooded man.

  The lazy and charming beauty in front of him was his wife, a woman he had rejected, resented, but also deeply missed.

  A certain soft part deep in the heart was suddenly touched.

  Wanted to torture her and avenge her determination. Suddenly was defeated and collapsed.

  He seems... as if he's been enchanted by her!

  Yuan Wulang exerted a lot of effort to turn his face away, and in a low voice, he scolded, "What's good-looking or not. Everyone says Father likes elegant girls, but you insist on wearing such bright and beautiful clothes!"

  Obviously wanted to say something more severe, but as the words reached his lips, his tone became softer and softer.

  In the end, he couldn't tell whether it was criticism or praise.

  Cui Ying saw him eating and felt a little better in her heart.

  For the first time meeting her father-in-law, she also wanted to leave a good impression in front of General Yuan Shitao.

  But elegance or inelegance has nothing to do with temperament and speech. What does it have to do with wearing clothes of a certain color?

  She glanced at the crimson cotton skirt that Yuan Wulang had picked for her, which was a ready-made garment they had bought on the road in order to keep a low profile. The cut and quality were not good, and it was not suitable for receiving guests.

  Yuan Wulang's expression changed from excitement to despair. Like a defeated rooster, Cui Ying was in high spirits.

  She was good at summarizing and found that he was actually a simple and easy-to-understand man from the few verbal sparring matches with him.

  Looks fierce but has a soft heart inside.

  She slightly revealed a hint of pitifulness. He would then hesitate.

  If she were to reverse her approach and act accordingly, he would be able to defeat him as easily as he is now.

  He was originally a man with a strong exterior and a gentle interior!

  Cui Ling smiled lightly and began to wash up, comb her hair and enjoy the porridge and small dishes brought by Yuan Wulang.

  When everything was ready, she smiled and stood in front of Yuan Wulang. "Let's go, don't keep Father waiting."

  Yuan Wulang was so angry that his teeth itched.

  But as Cui Ling said, his father Town General Yuan Shi-tao was probably already there.

  The military situation on the front line is urgent, and it's not easy for Father to take time out of his busy schedule to visit his daughter-in-law. He might just see her briefly, ask a few questions, and then have to leave the city again and return to barracks.

  Time is pressing, he can't afford to delay.

  So, no matter how strange he felt in his heart, at this time, he could only endure it.

  Cui Ling followed Yuan Wulang with a pleasant mood.

  Along the way, occasionally met patrolling soldiers, when they saw her, their eyes would always be particularly bright.

  She was without airs and graces, nodding and smiling at them with a kindly expression.

  The soldiers whispered to each other, "Look, General Wu's wife is like a fairy, not only beautiful but also gentle. General Wu was able to marry such a wife, it's truly the blessing of three lifetimes!"

  "Right, right! Look at Mrs. following General Wu closely, never leaving his side, what a good woman!"

  "The lady laughed so happily, it seems they are really in love, I'm so envious, don't know if I can also marry a wife who always smiles in the future."

  "I heard that the lady has a good culinary skill, and on that day, the fragrance from the small kitchen of Yaqing Xiao Zhu wafted all the way to Ju Ying Tang, even the Ninth Prince asked what dish the lady was cooking, she is indeed virtuous."

  The whispers in hushed tones were mostly praises for Cui Ying.

  Choi Yong was already very pleased with just a few scattered points.

  As expected, the masses' eyes are sharp. If someone insists on making trouble with her, look, as soon as they step out the door, their own underlings will teach them a vivid lesson.

  Everyone thinks marrying her is his good fortune!

  Yuan Wulang's ears were sharp and his eyes were bright, so he naturally heard all these words clearly.

  Look at those underlings being enchanted by Cui Ying's beautiful appearance, he was so angry that he wanted to punch his chest and kick his feet, and a mouthful of old blood almost came out.

  Is she gentle? Is she kind?

  It's really...

  He turned his head and glanced at her, just in time to catch her eyes full of smiles, those eyes shining like stars, as if they contained the vastness of the starry sea, with a captivating charm that made him lose his ability to tease her with just one glance.

  Yuan Wulang was stunned for a long time before he finally came back to his senses.

  He helplessly sighed and his tone unconsciously softened, "Father is already here, don't look around, follow my footsteps closely!"