Jiang Buwan expressed that she was very happy that she had changed from Mrs. Xiang to Mrs. Jiang.
Her school has six days off and one day off, and only attends half a day every day.
This day happens to be a holiday.
Jiang Buwan got up and got dressed as usual, with his hair disheveled, he pushed open the door and went next door to find Xiang Zhihan.
She sat sleepily in front of the mirror and said, "I have a break in school today. I can stay with my husband today."
Xiang Zhihan skillfully tied up her hair and her gentle and beautiful face was reflected in the bronze mirror, with Xiang Zhihan's slim waist behind her.
He leaned forward, his eyebrows gentle, "Wanwan, I heard that the lotus flowers are blooming in the south of the city. How about we go to the south of the city to visit the lake today?"
During these days, Jiang Buwan has been busy with school affairs. Although the two of them live under the same roof, they only see each other twice a day. They are called husband and wife, but they are actually roommates.
Xiang Zhihan has not forgotten his original intention of going down to the lower world. He has been with Jiang Buwan for half a year, but he still doesn't understand what the secret treasure says. In his daily life with Jiang Buwan, although his realm occasionally loosens , but there is still a long way to go before ascending.
He had to speed up his progress. He couldn't really be husband and wife with her for the rest of his life, right?
Although his life span was extended and it was okay to waste his life on her, he was afraid that after one life, he would still be unable to break the fate.
"Okay." Jiang Buwan looked at the neatly dressed woman with pearls on her hair in the mirror and said, "Husband, I said last time that I wanted to go back to my house for a visit. Can you please wait a little longer?"
When Xiang Zhihan heard this, he felt happy. He was still worried about how to arrange a home for Jiang Buwan.
"Now my school has just opened, and those children are eager to learn. Looking at their eyes that are seeking knowledge, I really can't let them go."
"How about we wait until the New Year holiday to go home?"
Jiang Buwan turned around and looked into Xiang Zhihan's deep eyes. The fragrance of gardenias in the courtyard filtered in through the windows and flowed quietly around them.
The two of them looked at each other and were very close. He placed one hand on her ear and pulled away her broken hair. With a faint smile on his lips, he said, "It's up to you."
Xiang Zhihan's appearance is undoubtedly very good. Viewed from a close distance, his eyelashes are long and curled, like two beautiful feather fans.
Birds were chirping outside the window, and the house was silent except for their shallow breathing and the steady and powerful heartbeat.
Xiang Zhihan's other hand that dropped down unconsciously touched her fingers, and their hands slowly became entangled and clenched.
She raised her head, and her fair and slender neck showed a beautiful arc, like a beautiful and proud white swan on the lake.
Xiang Zhihan looked into her eyes and leaned down unconsciously. The two faces were getting closer and closer. His warm breath spread on her face, which made her feel a little itchy and hot.
Their noses touched, their eyes entangled with each other, and their breaths lingered. His hand covering her face trembled, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes and kissed her lips.
"Brother Xiang~" A clear and clear voice sounded outside the door, "Someone is coming~"
The two of them woke up from a dream. Xiang Zhihan stood up straight in panic and let go of her hand. His heart was beating very fast.
He paused for a moment and then replied, "Tell him it's closed today. Let him go to two other medical clinics for treatment."
"I know." Qingruo's brisk footsteps gradually faded away. Xiang Zhihan glanced outside the door for a few times, then adjusted his mood and looked at Jiang Buwan again. There was a flash of embarrassment and confusion in his eyes, as well as a bit of... Shy.
Jiang Buwan lowered his head, the red clouds climbed over his face, and kept silent.
Xiang Zhihan licked his lips, and the tip of his nose seemed to still have the warmth of the other person, and the kiss just now was just a little bit close.
He couldn't tell whether he was glad or regretful. He only knew that his heart was beating like thunder and his heart was hot.
In a quiet room, Xiang Zhihan took the lead to break the deadlock and asked, "Wanwan, shall we set off now?"
"Okay." Jiang Buwan nodded and responded.
During this trip, Qingruo asked with great discernment to stay at home. Xiang Zhihan and Sister Jiang have been busy these days and have no time to be gentle. Now they finally have time to go out together. If she goes with them, Wouldn't it be a little drag bottle?
Before leaving, Xiang Zhihan said to Qingruo, "You stay at home and memorize the medicinal materials carefully. I will come back to test you."
Qingruo raised her eyebrows and smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, "Don't worry, brother, I will remember it carefully at home."
Jiang Buwan: “When you’re hungry, take your money and go to the street to buy food.”
After she finished speaking, she left some money for Qingruo to take to dinner.
Qingruo held the money tightly in her hand. She looked at the money in her hand for a while, then looked up at them, biting her lip, as if she had something to say.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Buwan asked.
"It would be great if I were the child of Brother Xiang and Sister Wanwan." Xiao Qingruo said.
If she were the child of brother Xiang and sister Wanwan, she would definitely be very happy.
"Although you are not our child," Jiang Buwan said warmly, "but we are still a family."
Qingruo blinked and said, "I know."
There is a lake in the south of Qingshui Town named Yue Lianwu.
The water of the lake is as clear as emerald, and there are many lotuses planted around the lake. It is a must-visit place in Qingshui Town to enjoy the scenery in summer. Every summer, literati and poets from nearby Lin'an County gather here to enjoy the scenery, compose poems, and climb high to gaze into the distance. .
Before Jiang Buwan and Xiang Zhihan reached the lake, they met many literati dressed as scholars along the road. They all held folding fans and chatted widely.
Jiang Buwan offended almost all the local literati because of the school. They couldn't get used to the fact that Jiang Buwan became a wife as a woman, especially since the school was developing well.
They said that Jiang Buwan was showing off as a woman and did not know how to behave, but in fact it was just jealousy.
Jealous that she is so outstanding as a woman, jealous that in this difficult world, they are full of articles but have no place to use them, but Jiang Buwan uses his female body to run the school in a spectacular way.
In other words, they are also afraid deep down, fearing that more and more women will take to the streets in the future, seizing the resources that should belong to them, and plundering the opportunities that should belong to them.
"Is that Mr. Jiang from your town?"
"Humph, you are just teaching children how to read."
"Her husband doesn't care about her? If I were her husband, I would definitely let her know how to write three obediences and four virtues."
"The hen is in the morning, the yin and yang are reversed. No wonder there are frequent natural disasters now. This is a punishment from heaven."
"If you ask me, since the previous dynasty had a precedent for women to enter the officialdom, the world would not be peaceful."
"Brother Shi is absolutely right."
The scholars' discussions fell into the ears of the two of them one after another. Xiang Zhihan frowned slightly. Is this the scholar in the world today?
He looked over with disgust in his eyes. Even though he was also a man, he didn't have the slightest fondness for these people. On the contrary, he was extremely disgusted.
There is a problem in the world, but instead of trying to find a solution, people here make irresponsible remarks like a talkative woman, and put the blame on women. It is really ridiculous.
"Wanwan." Xiang Zhihan whispered, "Don't care what others say, I will always support you."
