Chapter 682: The new wife is quite fierce

"Where is the Third Madam? Why are you the only one here?" Chen Wuji asked.

He followed Lu Wanwan's words and also gave Qin Zhanhong the title of Third Madam.

This title was likely not something Qin Zhanhong said offhand; perhaps they had privately assigned themselves a position.

"The Third Madam dumped me here and left, as if she had caught someone to interrogate. Moreover, the young master by her side kept urging her; originally the Madam planned to first find her husband, settle my affairs, then go." Lu Wanwan said, crossing her hands to smooth her skirt, then sat upright.

She seemed to finally remember to show Chen Wuji her ladylike side.

"Wuyi, go check and make sure she hurries back home!" Chen Wuji said.

He came back silently, dumped a woman with a somewhat special identity, then silently disappeared again.

This woman now seems to want to climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles.

"Here!"

Chen Wuyi accepted the order and personally led people to the city to find Qin Zhanhong.

Chen Wuji looked at the girl who had just forced herself into a ladylike pose; as his gaze followed Chen Wuyi around, her body instinctively spread her legs, adopting a fierce stance, and she was momentarily speechless.

Lu Wanwan shares many similarities with Qin Zhanhong, so it's no wonder Qin Zhanhong took a liking to her and brought her here.

"What is your attitude toward this marriage?" Chen Wuji asked.

He is now in a bit of a bind, riding a tiger he can't dismount.

Of course, he could refuse and send Lu Wanwan back.

But Qin Zhanhong, with all this fanfare, is both a matchmaker's word and a parental command, even signing the marriage contract, effectively putting both him and Lu Wanwan in a bind; his refusal would incur no loss, but Lu Wanwan's future situation would likely be unpleasant.

Lu Wanwan leaned forward slightly, propping her chin with her right hand, somewhat bewildered, and asked: "I don't have any particular attitude; I suppose... a woman who should marry should marry, my husband is high-ranking and powerful, good-looking, what else could my attitude be?"

"What I mean is, if you're unwilling, I can send someone to take you back!" Chen Wuji said.

Lu Wanwan immediately shook her head: "I definitely want to! The highest official I've ever seen is the county magistrate; marrying a husband of such stature, what could I possibly object to? Husband, don't ask my opinion—I have no objections."

"Hmm... does the husband not like me? Am I not pretty? Or is my temperament too rough?" Lu Wanwan's voice grew softer as she spoke, her head lowering, the curious joy on her face fading, replaced by a hint of sadness and dejection.

Chen Wuji couldn't stand this kind of feminine act, and immediately said: "No, you're very pretty; I like you, and I like your temperament—girls don't have to be demure; a little liveliness is more pleasing to the eye."

"But this is a major marital matter; we've never met before, and I'm constantly campaigning east and west—if you have any concerns, you can bring them up."

"Really?" Lu Wanwan instantly perked up, her eyes shining, looking especially delightful and attractive.

Although her temperament is extremely lively, Lu Wanwan has a face so gentle and sweet that one can easily get lost in it.

The saying "beauty is delicious" amounts to roughly this.

This face would likely make any man's heart skip a beat and spark a desire to possess it.

Chen Wuji acknowledged with a sound and said: "Think it over carefully; if you have any issues, you can speak up."

Lu Wanwan thought seriously and said: "Actually, I do have one question: when does the husband plan to consummate the marriage? Oh, that is, the wedding night candle ceremony."

Upon hearing this, Chen Li and the others instantly beat a retreat.

Chen Wuji: ……

He was thinking how to dissuade this girl, but she was thinking about these things.

"If you have no objections to this marriage, anytime." Chen Wuji said.

Forget it, let's leave it as is.

He also couldn't be bothered to say more; one more is just one more—after all, he already has many wives, adding another won't strain his back.

"Anytime... probably won't work." Lu Wanwan's face flushed slightly as she counted on her fingers and said: "The husband might need to wait three days; three days will do. Well, actually two more days would be about the same."

Chen Wuji: ……

She's actually calculating her menstrual days!

"Three days it is, then—no problem." Chen Wuji decided to accept Qin Zhanhong's arrangement.

With that thought settled, all worries vanished.

Lu Wanwan said bashfully: "Husband, don't blame me; I can't control that either……"

"No need to worry about these small matters." Chen Wuji said.

"Tell me about your hometown; I've heard Lu Jia Village is a village of recluses, full of well-educated gentlemen—is that true?"

Lu Chuan had previously mentioned something odd about Lu Jia Village, and now there happens to be someone who knows the details—Chen Wuji has no reason not to look into it.

"Well-educated? I don't think so." Lu Wanwan looked puzzled.

"Our Lu Jia Village is just a bunch of ordinary commoners, and poor ones at that. Only, our ancestors left us a tradition and rule requiring us to learn literacy and some martial arts to strengthen our bodies; nothing else."

"My father says the ancestors' requirement that descendants learn literacy is so we can keep accounts, to avoid being cheated when trading with others and ending up counting money for them—especially the Qiang people, who are utterly wicked."

"The requirement to practice martial arts for health is to better till the land. If we're weak-bodied and can't afford livestock, we surely can't pull a plow and might collapse in the ditch. Martial arts also reduce illness; for us poor folk, getting sick means we can't afford medicine, so training is more cost-effective."

"I think my father's words make sense. He's always had good judgment—just like this time finding me a husband's family; I never imagined he could pull strings to get me a high match… From now on I won't have to daily dig wild vegetables, wash clothes, cook, feed the kids, pull the mill, scoop dung, or gather firewood."

Chen Wuji: ……

She is a very practical girl.

She's also a bit talkative.

"But if you follow me, you'll have to fight every day." Chen Wuji said deliberately.

"Husband, really?!" Lu Wanwan's eyes lit up excitedly as she said: "I love fighting, and I'm good at it—none of the boys in our Lu Jia Village can beat me, regardless of gender; I've beaten them all."

"I mean the battlefield!" Chen Wuji reminded.

Indeed, she's full of bandit spirit; his first impression was spot on.

Lu Wanwan firmly said: "Exactly, I'm talking about fighting. As a weak woman, I can make everyone in our village who's about my age cry for their parents every day; I'm sure I can make enemies cry for their parents too. Husband, trust me—I'm not boasting."

"I believe you, I believe you." Chen Wuji said helplessly: "Your village borders the Qiang lands—how's life there?"