After Her Divorce, She Escaped With A Strong Man To Farm

Chapter 612: Chapter 612. A Good Man Who Dotes on His Wife

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“What? Him? He is the Emperor, my good brother.”

When Li Daniu heard his wife’s question, he proudly told her that he had a good brother who was the Emperor. The Emperor personally came to attend his wedding. This was enough for him to be proud for the rest of his life.

“He… Is it the Emperor?”

The bride, Wen Xiu, was shocked when she heard that Xiao Zeyu was the Emperor. She implored Li Daniu,

“Then… That woman…Is it the Empress?”

“That’s right. She’s the Empress. She’s as capable as men. Our winery belongs to her. Not only does the Empress know how to make wine, but she also knows how to make rouge and lipstick. She also knows how to raise silkworms to make silk clothes. She also knows how to plant land and cultivate seeds. Most importantly, she knows how to fight and make weapons. Oh, right, she’s also a divine doctor. She can bring the dead back to life. She’s like a god descending to the mortal world.”

When Li Daniu spoke of Su Qing, he couldn’t help but admire her.

Without Su Qing, they would not have been able to wipe out the Wan family so smoothly. She had contributed half of the Great Tang’s prosperity.

Not to mention Li Daniu worshiping Su Qing, even the villagers of Peach Blossom Cove, the citizens of Mo City, and the soldiers in the army all worshiped her.

Su Qing’s position in everyone’s hearts surpassed Xiao Zeyu’s.

She had done too much for everyone. If it wasn’t for Su Qing, the villagers of Peach Blossom Cove would have died several times.

When they arrived at Mo City, she was the one who brought everyone to earn money again. She used coal to exchange for fat sheep from Tartan. With those sheep, everyone would not starve to death in the cold winter.

This was because they were afraid of ruining Su Qing’s good fortune. Otherwise, everyone would have built a temple to worship her every morning and evening for three incense sticks to burn.

II II

The bride, Wen Xiu, gripped her clothes tightly. She did not say a word, but her body was trembling. She had to support herself on the table with both hands to stand firm.

“Wen Xiu, what’s wrong?”

Li Daniu realized that something was wrong with her and stopped talking non-stop. He quickly came over to support her and asked Wen Xiu with anguish in his eyes.

“I… Maybe he’s hungry.”

Wen Xiu’s face was pale. She sat weakly on the stool, her eyes red.

“Aiya, why are you still hungry? What are these maids doing?”

Li Daniu saw that his wife was so hungry that she collapsed. He was so angry that he muttered to himself. When he saw the pastries on the table, he quickly handed a piece to Wen Xiu.

“Take a bite first. I’ll get the kitchen to cook some chicken porridge for you.”

“Alright.”

Wen Xiu took the pastry but did not eat it. She sat there in a daze. Li Daniu was very worried about her.

“Why don’t you go to bed and lie down for a while?”

“Alright.”

Wen Xiu agreed again. She stood up with her hands on the table and staggered towards the bed. She put the pastry on the table but did not eat it.

How could Li Daniu be at ease? He ordered the servant girl to go to the kitchen to get the cook to make porridge. He sat by the bed and carefully took care of Wen Xiu.

“Drink some water first. Marriage is tiring work. I’m even exhausted. Not to mention your health, which has always been poor. It’s tough on you.”

Li Daniu was a good man who doted on his wife. His eyes were sorrowful as he looked at Wen Xiu, wishing he could replace her.

“I want to sleep for a while.”

Wen Xiu didn’t want to talk. She closed her eyes, and Li Daniu covered her with a thin blanket. He sat by the bed and looked at her.

Wen Xiu was very beautiful. Her eyebrows were like the distant mountains, her eyes were like spring water, and her skin was as fair as goat’s milk. Li Daniu knew he was not worthy of Wen Xiu, but he liked her. He could love and dote on her for the rest of his life.

No matter what she wanted? Even if it were the moon in the sky, he would find a way to pluck it for her.

The kitchen soon brought the chicken porridge and the noodles for the bride and groom. Li Daniu looked at Wen Xiu, whose eyes were tightly shut. He hesitated whether he should invite her to eat. Or should he let her continue sleeping?

Seeing Wen Xiu’s eyelashes trembling, Li Daniu leaned in front of her and asked her softly,

“Wen Xiu, are you asleep? Get up and eat? Eat your fill before sleeping.”

Wen Xiu shook her head. She turned around and faced inside, leaving her back to Li Daniu.

“Bride, get up. We still have to drink cross-cupped wine.”

The matchmaker saw that Wen Xiu was not getting up and that she had not finished her work, so she called her in a low voice.

Wen Xiu did not move, as if she had not heard anything.

When Li Daniu saw this, he waved his hand at the matchmaker.

“No need, no need. It doesn’t matter if there are any other customs or not. You can leave.”

Li Daniu chased them out. The matchmaker was very anxious. She was unwilling to leave. How could they be considered husband and wife if they hadn’t drunk the cross-goblet wine?

She still wanted to persuade him, but Li Daniu pushed her out of the room and even locked the door from the inside.

This time, even those who wanted to make a scene in the bridal chamber were locked outside the door. The people outside the room looked at each other. How could this happen?

Was the groom too anxious to enter the bridal chamber?

On one side, the people making a scene in the bridal chamber returned in disappointment. On the other side, Xiao Zeyu, Elder Jiang, and Brother Zhong Yong were chatting by candlelight. Su Qing and Jiang Yuyan were also chatting while embroidering. After not seeing each other for a long time, everyone had endless things to say.

They were drunk at the Li family’s house but forgot one thing. They did not ask who introduced the bride to Li Daniu. Whose daughter was she?

However, this was a small matter. As long as Li Daniu was happy, whether the girl was rich or poor didn’t matter.

“Old Seventh, Da Niu and I are already married. When are we going to attend your wedding?”

Xiao Zeyu raised his teacup and looked at Jiang Laoqi with a smile. He wasn’t young anymore. Even his sister was about to get married, and he still had no news!

“I plan to cultivate.”

Seventh Master Jiang chuckled, picked up his teacup, and said leisurely as if he had jumped out of the three worlds.

“Stop fooling around. When I return to the capital, I’ll help you choose a good woman who is both talented and beautiful.”

Xiao Zeyu glared at him. He was already in his twenties, so why was he still speaking like a child?

“Don’t, don’t. If you choose, then it’s the Emperor’s wedding. I have to accept it no matter what.”

Seventh Master Jiang immediately made a gesture to stop.

“Ha, if you don’t marry a wife, I’ll bestow you with a marriage. Don’t even think about being single.”

Xiao Zeyu smiled, his expression mischievous. There wasn’t much seriousness between the two brothers, and they felt that this was the most relaxed and comfortable moment. It was as if they had returned when the four brothers were carefree.

“I want to find her myself. I don’t want her if she’s not a Celestial Immortal.”

Seventh Master Jiang waved his finger in the air three times. He shook his head like a scholar reading a book. He was always smiling, and his tone was relaxed and mischievous.

“Alright, I’ll wait to see you marry a Celestial Immortal.”

Xiao Zeyu shook his head. Jiang Laoqi had always been a person with ideas. Since he couldn’t persuade him, he would just let nature take its course!

They ended their conversation and returned to their rooms to sleep.

The guards brought hot water to Xiao Zeyu. Jiang Yuyan saw that Xiao Zeyu had returned and hurriedly left, leaving the couple in the room.

“Qing’er, let’s bathe together.”

Xiao Zeyu strode over, his slender fingers brushing Su Qing’s smooth cheeks and stopping on her cherry lips. His eyes were burning, and his breath was hot. His low voice was as intoxicating as wine.

Su Qing looked up at him and teased him,

“Seeing Daniu getting married, you want to be the groom again?”