"Young mistress, what are your instructions?"
"Go to the kitchen and bring so chili sauce."
"Yes, young mistress."
Ding Xiang was very curious. Her lady never liked spicy food. Was she going to change her eating habits to accommodate her husband the first day she married into the Zhao family?
This is not a good sign.
Zhao Minghua was also curious.
"What do you need the chili sauce for?"
Chun Nuan smiled.
When Ding Xiang placed the chili sauce on the table, Chun Nuan mixed a bit of it with a dish and put it in Zhao Minghua’s bowl.
"You can accommodate , but I care about you. This way, I don’t have to eat spicy food, and you can still enjoy it. In this way, we can both be satisfied."
"My dear, you’re so clever."
That’s right, why should one person have to compromise?
We don’t put chili directly into the dish, but we can have the chili sauce on the table and mix it as needed without affecting anything.
This is how a good marital relationship should be; you think of , and I think of you.
Zhao Minghua was filled with joy: marrying a clever wife is truly a blessing.
Both of them were very satisfied with this al.
After the al, Zhao Minghua took her hand for a walk to aid digestion.
"Let show you around the courtyard."
Chun Nuan thought that although the courtyard was a bit large, it shouldn’t require him to guide her around.
But then Zhao Minghua led her through the garden and to a small house by the bamboo grove in the backyard.
"This place..."
Chun Nuan was astonished. It was a completely different scene here.
By the bamboo grove, several plum blossoms had already blood, their fragrance wafting through the air.
There was a swing by the small house.
"Get on, I’ll push you, and you can swing."
"Okay."
Chun Nuan couldn’t rember the last ti she had been on a swing.
Since she started learning at the age of three, it’s no exaggeration to say that the characters she learned began with recognizing dicinal herbs.
Then she was engrossed in the pharmacy, finding those herbs incredibly fascinating.
They could cause stomachaches, red rashes, or even itchy skin... Indeed, Chun Nuan’s earliest interest in dicine was to prank people.
Her grandfather did not scold her, only laughed, saying she could beco an expert in poisons in the martial world.
However, a true expert can both create and antidote poisons, so she diligently studied the art of compounding antidotes.
Since Chun Ning was accidentally poisoned by her and was scolded by their grandmother, Chun Nuan toned down a lot.
The pills she made were more focused on treating and saving lives.
Day after day, she imrsed herself in the pharmacy, far removed from play and gas.
Now that she’s married, soone has specially made a swing for her.
"You can co here and sit whenever you have free ti," Zhao Minghua opened the small house, which also had a tearoom: "Brew a cup of tea, sit by the window to listen to the rain, or watch the clouds and stars..."
Looking at the person in front of her, Chun Nuan marveled again: How did she et soone so considerate?
He was such a contradiction!
Not only did the rumors around town say he was irresponsible, but even his family thought he was undisciplined and frivolous.
The whole family believed that marrying Chun Nuan was his blessing.
But at this mont, Chun Nuan felt that marrying him was her blessing.
Throughout her life, Chun Nuan had been like an invisible presence in the Xiao family.
Besides her grandfather and mother, who were kind to her, no one else could be said to be particularly good or bad to her.
When an incident happened with her grandfather, he entrusted the Xiao family to her, and Chun Nuan took on the responsibility without hesitation.
No matter what she did, she prioritized the greater good of the Xiao family, dragging everyone forward with her.
She never complained of hardships or fatigue, and when faced with danger, she remained silent, even taking on the responsibility of handling her grandmother’s affairs.
She never thought she was a girl too, needing soone to love and care for her.
Marrying into the Zhao family, Zhao Minghua pampered her like a child.
"Do you like it higher or lower?"
Zhao Minghua asked her while pushing the swing, bending down to ask.
"Try it a bit higher, I want to feel like I’m flying."
"Alright, hold on tight."
Chun Nuan grasped the swing tightly with both hands, and Zhao Minghua swung her forcefully; in an instant, she felt she was flying far from the ground, feeling a bit scared, she scread directly.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m here. Look, the view from up high is different."
I must say, Zhao Minghua’s simple words of reassurance cald Chun Nuan’s heart imdiately.
Indeed, she’s married now, she has soone behind her to rely on and depend on.
No longer does she have to single-handedly shoulder the burden of a whole family. At that mont, Chun Nuan’s nose tingled, and tears almost fell.
Getting married allowed her to have such thoughts, sothing she had never expected.
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