Marry a Northern Song Dynasty civil servant

Chapter 49

"Even if the wind is strong and the rain is heavy, I will definitely protect you."

Do you love me?

"Furthermore, although you are the head of the household, I have the final say on matters between husband and wife."

"Do you love me?!"

What should we eat for breakfast tomorrow?

"…………"

Enraged, Song Xiaohua bit down on Lu Ziqi's healed arrow wound on his left shoulder. Feeling him wince in pain, she immediately felt a pang of pity. She propped herself up, looking at the fine scars still clearly visible on his tanned skin under the dim light, and felt a surge of indescribable bitterness.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her, one kiss after another: "Dongqing, although men are indeed very handsome and cool when they fight, I would rather you never have that kind of handsomeness and coolness again."

The tingling sensation from her soft lips spread from her skin to her limbs, and her long, dark hair, as it brushed against her, seemed like sparks igniting a wildfire: "Don't worry, I promise I won't do it again..." Her voice trembled and became hoarse at the end, and she took a deep breath: "Yaoyao... if you continue like this, I'm going to..."

"Oh, right!" Song Xiaohua completely ignored his struggles and asked seriously, tilting her head as if she had remembered something, "When you were taking a medicinal bath that day, did anything happen between you and Yuan Hao?"

"……ah?"

"You were unconscious and naked at the time, and with such a stunning figure and appearance, it's no wonder he was lustful and had improper thoughts about you. Then, in a moment of impulse, he committed adultery with you..."

"A shameful act...?!...Me and...him?!"

Lu Ziqi nearly choked on his breath on the spot; his face turned green and his eyes red. The dye shop was back in operation.

He straightened up and pinned the outspoken man down again, each word escaping through clenched teeth: "You actually think I have homosexual tendencies?"

She blinked innocently and pouted, "Because you never say you love me..."

"...Fine, I'll show you now whether I'm attracted to men or not!"

He had initially worried that since it was her first time, and she was petite and frail, he might hurt her if he took too much. But now it seemed he had worried unnecessarily; the girl's energy and spirit were clearly still very strong. So why suppress himself while failing to satisfy her?

After their lovemaking, Song Xiaohua was drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

"Fine, fine, you're so great. Even if you really are a BL fan, you'll only ever be a perpetual top, okay?"

She raised an eyebrow and squeezed the soft thing in her hand: "I don't understand!"

A soft, pleasurable gasp escaped her lips. After a few more breaths, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at his face: "My man is top-notch in bed, a real man, a pure one! Do you understand?"

His lips curled up, carrying a hint of inexplicable wickedness. He released her plump, shapely breasts, which fit perfectly in his palm, and his fingers traced the alluring cleavage downwards, until they reached her flat stomach, which taut again with this movement: "Are you happy that I let you decide on this matter two months and twelve days in advance?"

He nodded frantically, "I'm so happy, I'm practically dying of joy!"

His finger continued downwards, almost reaching the final point: "So, after being eighteen days late in confirming, do you regret it?"

"I...I regret it..." The voice was already becoming incoherent, and the body was preparing to be conquered once again.

However, the finger stopped at that moment, withdrew, and then sighed with satisfaction, turned over and lay flat: "It's getting late, let's rest!"

"...!!"

Song Xiaohua wanted to burst into tears. Who said women are petty? Men are clearly even more petty! She only mentioned the name 'Yuan Hao' once, did he have to be so unkind at this crucial moment?

"Holly..." Touching his thin yet strong chest, she pleaded softly with tears in her eyes, "Please don't..."

"Huh? Don't what?"

Gritting her teeth, she said, "I still want it!"

He froze for a moment: "I'm doing this for your own good..."

"No, no, no, be mean to me!"

With a half-smile, he said, "I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

With a determined expression: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. If you're really a real man, then be a 'seven times a night' man!"

Lu Ziqi was stunned for a moment before he realized what his goal was, and immediately looked exasperated: "Yaoyao, you..."

"Aren't you pure enough?"

"...You forced me to do this!"

And so it went on for another round of lovemaking, all in a state of blissful infatuation.

"Holly, tell me, do you love me?"

There was no reply; they simply launched a fierce offensive.

"Ugh, you refined scoundrel."

They launched another fierce attack.

"Ah~ you hypocrite."

Keep attacking! Keep attacking!

"Damn it! I just love scumbags and beasts!"

Finally released, she sighed and gasped, "I love you too, you quirky little devil."

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As the rooster crowed and dawn broke in the east, one of the two people on the bed, who had been like dead fish, finally stirred.

Song Xiaohua propped her head up with her hand, looking at Lu Ziqi's sleeping face, recalling her actions last night, and a lewd smile appeared on her face.

Although it wasn't seven times, it's about right... As expected of her man, he's got real wolfishness! Oh ho ho~

His gaze slowly moved downwards, and even through the blanket, it didn't stop him from mentally reconstructing the part that represented primal instincts. He estimated that it would require a very large fish to satisfy its size requirement...

A loud 'bang' and a gust of cold wind blew, shattering Song Xiaohua's passionate daydreams and Lu Ziqi's sweet dream. Both of them sat bolt upright with a start, the blankets slipping down to reveal their 'openly naked' upper bodies…

"Father, Mother, Ling'er woke up and couldn't see you..."

Lu Ling, still half asleep, rubbed his eyes and stood at the door wearing only his undershirt, while Song Wuque followed beside him with his coat, shoes, and socks in his mouth.

"Father, Mother, aren't you cold?" Her eyes widened suddenly as she stared at her naked parents, expressing the purest of concerns.

Song Xiaohua then realized what was happening and hurriedly grabbed the blanket to cover herself, while also kicking Lu Ziqi, who was still in a 'petrified' state: "Hurry up and help Ling'er put on her clothes, or she'll catch a cold!"

Lu Ziqi's face was flushed red, and he hastily grabbed a long robe to cover himself. When he got out of bed, the faintly visible lines made Song Xiaohua spit out blood again.

'Next time, I must lock the door.' This was Lu Ziqi's thought.

'My man is a real stunner.' That's what Song Xiaohua was thinking.

'Father and Mother are in great health; they're not afraid of the cold at all.' This was Lu Ling's thought.

'…………' This is Song Wuque's thought.

Author's note: Finally knocked it down...

This is the first time in my life I've ever written about sex scenes, and I was stuck for a whole week! Please just treat it as a parody and make do with it.

He crawled away, barely clinging to life...

Volume One has ended victoriously after the defeat! Hooray!

Also: Regarding the issue of the abuse many readers have raised about Xiao Lu Tongzi, I believe that a real man is very resilient to abuse; his mental and physical tolerance for it is very strong. So, either don't abuse him at all, or abuse him to the extreme. Mild teasing is no fun, right? As the saying goes, it's not that we won't abuse him, it's just not the right time yet; when the time comes, we'll all be thoroughly tortured!

Uh... actually I didn't say anything...

Chapter Fifty-Two Entering the Mansion

The married life of Song Xiaohua and Lu Ziqi can be perfectly summarized in ten words:

Very good and powerful, very yellow and violent.

Lu Ziqi was a gentleman by day, a scoundrel by night. Song Xiaohua, on the other hand, held fast to one belief: to be a virtuous woman in spirit, and a wanton woman in bed…

Unfortunately, their blissful days of mutual affection and adultery did not last long. Lu Ziqi received a transfer order, requiring him to go to Jiangnan immediately after the New Year to take up the post of prefect.

Just after the first month of the lunar calendar, Lu Ziqi set off on horseback, followed slowly by Song Xiaohua with Lu Ling, Song Wuque, their simple belongings, and a large cart full of books.

On the day he left, the entire population of Beiya County lined the streets to see him off, shedding tears all the way. The scene was incredibly moving.

This proves that Lu Ziqi's promotion to several ranks after only a year and a half as a county magistrate was not entirely due to connections or backdoors; he did indeed have some notable achievements to back him up.

However, just three months after taking office, he was transferred to the capital to serve as a powerful official in the Privy Council, which was in charge of military affairs. It can only be said that having connections in court makes things easier, and the children of high-ranking officials are getting rich...

After a long and arduous journey from the north to the south, Song Xiaohua and her group, before even meeting Lu Ziqi, turned their carriages around and headed east again. This migration took nearly six months, traversing most of the Central Plains. Song Xiaohua thoroughly enjoyed the scenery of the Song Dynasty, indulging in a carefree and exhilarating journey across the vast land.

Lu Ziqi originally wanted to buy a maid and hire a strong guard for his wife and children to take care of and protect them, but Song Xiaohua refused. Her reason was that she was already used to doing daily chores and didn't need a stranger to serve her; it would only be awkward and troublesome. Besides, their old, dilapidated cart clearly indicated they were poor people with no value to rob. Furthermore, with Song Wuque, a man as fierce as a lion king, by their side, what petty thief would dare to provoke them? In other words, anyone who dared to provoke them would be a bandit king who had nothing better to do than kill, rob, and pick a random passerby to practice their swordsmanship on. Even with bodyguards, it would just mean one more person would die…

Seeing her insistence, Lu Ziqi considered it all night and then didn't press the matter further. He simply drew a detailed route for Song Xiaohua and arranged for her to be received at inns along the way.