Chapter 107: I Love You

Baifeng felt as if his brain had been kicked by an ox; he felt extremely muddled, not because of the Wine, but because of the scene before his eyes. Although he had lived two lifetimes, this was his first time experiencing such a thing, and it was a case of losing control after drinking.

Although Baifeng knew Sui would not have any dissatisfaction and would even be very happy, he himself was still very annoyed. Having held back for so long, wasn't this all in vain? Furthermore, his own plans had been disrupted.

He feared that after having a child, he would be unable to protect them, but now he and Sui had already consummated their marriage. Although it was almost impossible to conceive from this first time, with this beginning, it would be impossible to stop in the future.

Therefore, Baifeng sat on the edge of the bed, not cleaning the room, but carefully thinking about the future. If he had a cigarette hanging from his mouth, he would absolutely look like a total scumbag and heartbreaker.

Although Baifeng had never thought about being a heartbreaker and abandoning Sui, even if doing so in this era would not invite any moral condemnation or gossip from the tribespeople.

Baifeng only felt that his tribe should change its attitude toward survival. Being a turtle and hiding away—what could that develop? Living off the minimum subsistence of Nature's reproduction? If one wanted to grow strong, then go out and hunt, go and incorporate other tribes.

Some Weapons that Baifeng had previously not wanted to touch, he could now set about making. Although he had only slept for a night, Baifeng's mindset had suddenly changed, as if he were truly about to become a father.

Sui still looked very tired. A girl who never snored was now actually making a sound every few minutes, which Baifeng found a bit amusing.

The weather was very hot, so Baifeng did not cover her with a quilt. The Window was shut tight, and he guarded the Door himself; absolutely no one would come in to disturb Sui's sleep, nor would they see things they shouldn't see.

Afraid of disturbing Sui, Baifeng tiptoed around cleaning the room. There wasn't much to clean, just putting the plates and wine pots back in their places. He wanted to open the door to let out the smell of alcohol, but since Sui was still sleeping, he didn't open it again.

The two of them must have decent alcohol tolerance. Baifeng weighed the wine pot; this pot was also empty, meaning that last night the two of them had each drunk at least one jin. There was no vomit on the ground, which was a good thing; after all, cleaning it up would be truly troublesome.

Baifeng just sat there blankly waiting for Sui to wake up. In reality, he didn't know how to talk to Sui, or what attitude he should use to face her, even though the two of them were already like husband and wife.

Sui was woken up by other tribespeople who had gotten up. Those people had drunk very little, and perhaps few were drunk. Xiong blew a Whistle to tell everyone it was time to get up, but since it was raining, they would likely have to continue resting for another day.

Xiong realized he had given the wrong order, so he hurriedly roared: "Get up and go back to sleep!"

Everyone was speechless, then lay down to continue sleeping. Xiong found the Soldiers who were supposed to rotate, replaced the tribespeople who had stood night watch, and let them go rest. Xiong gave them Wine, but having just stood a night watch, they were dead tired and felt that even the best things were better left until after they woke up.

Sui was also woken up by this shout from Xiong. She reflexively sat up and was about to get out of bed, but discovered that she didn't seem to have anything on her body, which felt very strange. Moreover, she felt some pain in her lower body. She didn't know why; did this thing called Wine have these reactions when drunk too much?

Sui scratched her head on the bed, trying to recall, but she felt that a segment of memory in the middle had disappeared. This feeling was truly bad; she had forgotten something very important.

Baifeng was a bit embarrassed, but he still stepped forward and hugged Sui, which made Sui even more confused. What exactly was going on today?

Baifeng admitted that at the very beginning, his interest in Sui was merely based on her appearance; after all, it was truly difficult to find a woman in this era who fit his aesthetic, but he happened to meet Sui. Later, it was truly love growing over time. Perhaps it was influenced by the era; if it were in a later age, Baifeng likely would not have fallen in love with Sui.

Baifeng hugged Sui tighter: "Sui, I love you. Do you love me?"

Sui lifted her head and also hugged Baifeng in turn: "What is love? You love me, then I suppose I love you too."

"Love is, when you love someone, you feel very at ease by their side. No matter what they do, you are willing to accompany them. The person you love is different from everyone else. When you have meat, you want to save it for them; when you have beautiful animal skins, you want to give them to them; when you have the driest and softest Grass, you also want to give it to them."

"Then I love you, I definitely love you."

Baifeng had once hoped that the tribespeople would discover love and pursue love, but it seemed there had been no movement. Between them, there were only primitive impulses and the idea of reproducing offspring.

In the end, this love seemed to have originated from him.

Baifeng let go of Sui and dressed her. From this moment on, the fates of the two of them were completely connected. For this reason, Baifeng wanted to give Sui something different.

Sui still did not understand what her discomfort and the blood on the animal skin represented, only feeling that the words Baifeng had just said to her made her very happy.

Baifeng thought carefully. The only thing he could give Sui was status, but he wanted to give Sui a status that did not yet exist in this era. He was currently the Tribal Chief, so Sui would be the Tribal Matriarch. If he were to become a king in the future, then Sui would be the Queen.

However, it wasn't enough for him to just know it in his heart; he had to let everyone know. Moreover, he wanted to establish this model and tradition so that future Tribal Chiefs could continue this practice, which could also maintain the stability of the tribe.

He suddenly remembered that he had also picked up two pieces of gold nuggets. He couldn't make other things, but he could make ornaments, and they were golden and bright—the color was so beautiful.

Baifeng did as he said. He drew a sketch of a crown for Sui and designed a larger one for himself. Originally, one should use a ceremonial cap at this time, but Baifeng felt it was inconvenient, and a crown was lighter and better looking.

Of course, the current craftsmanship couldn't make anything too complicated, but ever since they harvested honey once, the Baifeng tribe had also obtained a considerable amount of beeswax.

However, the tribespeople never saw this stuff, because things that couldn't be eaten had no meaning to them. Only Baifeng used the beeswax to make a few candles to put in his room; the rest of the wax was still safely stored in the warehouse.

Baifeng wanted to use the Shila method to make their two crowns, because this was the simplest and most suitable method. The Blacksmith couldn't handle such complex shapes at all, and the Bronze Ritual Vessels of this time were also made using the Shila method, which made them very exquisite.

Baifeng had confidence in his carving skills, so he did the work of carving the wax molds himself. If he failed, he would just throw it on the fire to heat it up, and it would return to a lump again.

Because the cycle for this matter was quite long, everything was still in the planning stages. Baifeng not only wanted to give Sui a surprise, but also wanted to let the tribespeople see more novel things.