She lifted the newly laid soft quilt, inside which was neatly folded a set of brand new outer garments, and even undergarments.
Li Ruantang smiled, picked up the face towel and walked back behind the bamboo screen, “Chirp chirp, I need to soak for a while longer. This set of outer garments was newly made by Sanniang’s husband and hasn’t been worn yet. Although it’s not as soft and fine as the fabric you’re wearing, it’s clean. Change into it first to avoid catching a chill.”
The water in the bathtub had long since lost its heat.
Meng Jun felt a warmth in his heart, his fingers brushing over the new cloth garments, yet he hesitated, “Wife-master, what if the letter doesn’t reach the capital?”
They still weren’t clear about exactly where this place was or how far it was from the capital.
If Hu Sanniang couldn’t receive the money later, what if she harbored ill intentions?
The young gentleman worriedly withdrew his hand. After all, the clothes he was wearing were just a bit damp, and with the sun out now, they would dry almost completely if left to air out.
“Wife-master, we’d better not be too extravagant.” Meng Jun frowned slightly. “I haven’t touched these clothes yet, so please return them to Madam Hu later.”
“Don’t worry, even if no one comes from the capital, I am a woman with the strength and mind to repay debts.” Li Ruantang smiled gently, comforting the uneasy young gentleman, “You men are naturally weak. If you catch a cold and fall ill because of this, that would be a greater loss.”
“Chirp chirp, rest assured, I absolutely won’t peek.” She promised solemnly.
Yet Meng Jun’s heart became even more flustered with Li Ruantang’s words, and the tips of his ears quietly turned red.
The young gentleman desperately tried to dispel this invisible layer of heat that he couldn’t see or touch, blurting out, “Even if wife-master looked, it would—”
The unfinished words were abruptly swallowed back by the young gentleman. He had originally meant to say that they had known each other since childhood, and having fallen into such circumstances, they should have this much trust.
But Li Ruantang didn’t remember anything.
His words, once spoken, had become faintly ambiguous.
The room fell silent for a moment. After a while, Li Ruantang lowered her head, her back to him as she gently curved her eyes and brows.
“Silly chirp chirp.”
Her little husband was truly adorable.
Li Ruantang sat in the bathtub, deliberately making some water sounds. When she heard the rustling of clothes being put on gradually quieten behind her, she finally stood up.
Having changed into dry new clothes, Meng Jun’s cold hands and feet finally began to warm up. He glanced at Li Ruantang putting on clothes behind the bamboo screen and suddenly remembered something, hurriedly saying, “Wife-master, isn’t your dress damp too?”
The total word count of this book is: 589,323 words She still had injuries, how could she risk catching a chill again.
The young gentleman pressed his lips together, “You……”
He hesitated to speak further. Li Ruantang’s lips curved upwards as she walked out from behind the bamboo screen, ruffling his hair and saying softly, “Don’t worry, I’m a woman. I can endure this much hardship.”
Her touch was intimate and natural. The young gentleman’s face reddened, and he uncomfortably took half a step back.
Hmm.
Meng Jun secretly glanced at Li Ruantang’s yellowish complexion. Was his avoidance too obvious?!
The young gentleman felt guilty and turned to scurry to the table, bringing over a bowl. “Wife-master, eat this.”
Of the two fried eggs, Meng Jun had deliberately left the larger one. Compared to himself, Li Ruantang needed nourishment more at the moment.
“These were all left for you, I’ve already eaten.” Li Ruantang didn’t mind his evasion. She picked up the damp outer garments Meng Jun had changed out of, turned and walked a few steps outside, hanging them on the bamboo rack in the courtyard.
The frost-colored wide sleeves swayed gently in the wind, quickly smoothed out by her fingers. Her movements were gentle and meticulous, without a hint of impatience or disdain, as if she were doing the most important thing in the world.
Meng Jun had never done manual labor, and neither had Li Ruantang. But now she was willing to lower herself and do these things for him personally.
Li Ruantang seemed… seemed not so reckless after all.
The young gentleman, secretly peeking from the window, gradually blushed again.
Zhou Fulang, coming out of the main room, immediately noticed the striking figure standing in the courtyard. When Hu Sanniang had initially dragged the people back, he had observed them for a few glances.
This young lady had delicate skin and flesh, and although her brows were furrowed with worry, she had first-rate looks. Especially after she woke up, most of the things she asked for from their family were for the young husband by her side.
Zhou Fulang secretly envied this, after all, the village wasn’t as rigid with rules as the capital. He walked forward a few steps and kindly greeted, “Does the lady have any difficulties?”
“Zhou Fulang.” Li Ruantang was still holding the undergarments Chirp Chirp had changed out of. She used her own wide sleeve to cover them slightly and politely asked, “May I inquire about the place for washing clothes in the village……”
At the base of the wall in the main room, there stood a large vat.
However, Li Ruantang also knew that water wasn’t for washing clothes.
Zhou Fulang’s brows showed surprise. He had lived in the village for over twenty years but had never heard of any lady asking about such matters.
Zhou Fulang felt even more fondness in his heart. He looked behind Li Ruantang and saw the blushing young gentleman sneakily hiding behind the window panel, ears pricked up to eavesdrop.
He suppressed a smile and lowered his gaze, “Lady, if you follow the path straight out from my courtyard for about a li, turn left at the big banyan tree, and walk a bit further, you’ll hear the sound of water. That’s where the gentlemen of our village wash clothes.”
“If the lady goes now, there will be fewer people by the river.”
“Thank you.” Li Ruantang silently memorized the directions. Just as she was about to step forward, Zhou Fulang called out to her again. He handed her a bamboo basket with a bar of soap inside.
“This is made from honey locust. Lady, if you rub it to create lather and then rinse with water, it can clean the stains on the clothes.”
Li Ruantang nodded, casually putting the just-dried outer garment into the bamboo basket as well. Meng Jun, who had been eavesdropping for half the day, how could he not understand what she was about to do?
The young gentleman simply couldn’t sit still. He carefully checked his own clothes, hurriedly tied his hair with a hair band, and then rushed out like a gust of wind, catching up with Li Ruantang as she left the courtyard.
“Wife-master!” He rarely ran about like this, and now with his blood stirring, the blush on his cheeks deepened several shades.
“Why did you come out?” Li Ruantang turned her head and saw the fine sweat on the tip of the young gentleman’s nose. She instinctively wanted to reach out, but remembering his earlier evasion, her raised fingers made a circle in the air before retreating back into her sleeve.
“Go back and rest quickly.”
“Wife-master.” The young gentleman held onto her sleeve, “You, didn’t you ask me to look at your injury?”
He didn’t dare to stray too far from Li Ruantang. She had woken up late and hadn’t heard the Hu family’s scheming. But he had heard it all clearly.
“And……” Meng Jun lowered his head, his peripheral vision glancing at the undergarments pressed into the bamboo basket. Those were his intimate clothing. The young gentleman pressed his lips together, “I can take care of these myself.”
He could pretend to call her wife-master, but some things that were fake were just fake.
Li Ruantang lowered her gaze, her feet shuffling slightly forward, carefully enveloping the young gentleman in her shadow, “Then I’ll accompany you.”
“Eh?”
Meng Jun looked up in slight surprise, falling right into her faint smile, “After all, my clothes also need to be aired out.”
The wind blew Li Ruantang’s hair, like a drop of ink gently falling into water, spreading out numerous inky ripples.
The tip of the young gentleman’s ears suddenly burned again. Whew, it must be his illusion!
Li Ruantang couldn’t possibly be such a gentle and considerate person!
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He Said He’s Pregnant, and It’s My Child (Female-dominant)
Intro 1
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro 2
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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