Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool

Lu Yuan wrapped his arm around Su Liyan’s slender waist, a mischievous smile on his face. "Honey, what’s so bad about this? I just want to drink some ’imported’ nourishing soup~"

Su Liyan fed him another mouthful.

"Honey, I haven’t seen you for a while, and you’ve gotten even better at teasing me. Be honest, have you been with other women while you were away?"

Su Liyan’s eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan, listening to the steady, powerful beat of his heart.

Lu Yuan, who had been grinning just a moment ago, turned serious when he saw how earnest his wife was.

’This is a soul-crushing interrogation from my wife. One wrong move and I’m doomed beyond redemption.’

"Darling, listen to me. I’ve been on my best behavior this whole time. Mother can vouch for me," Lu Yuan said with a straight face.

Su Liyan teased, "Hmph! I don’t believe you. Mother told me that today was the day of your martial arts competition in the Imperial Capital. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have left your side."

"But... but I told you about this on the phone a few days ago, didn’t I?" Lu Yuan sat up from his position leaning against the headboard, seeing his wife’s displeased expression.

"You still haven’t told me if you won today." Su Liyan held the bowl in her left hand, stirring the contents with a spoon in her right, drawing circles in the soup.

Lu Yuan answered meekly, "I won!"

’Right now, I’m terrified my wife is angry and about to put me in a death grip.’

"Hehe, I knew you were the best, honey. Does that mean Miss Yue’Er is going to be our little sister now?"

Su Liyan’s expression instantly changed from icy cold to adorably silly.

A woman’s heart is a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Lu Yuan couldn’t tell if his wife was truly angry or just pretending, so he probed, "Darling, you’re really not mad?"

Su Liyan’s eyes darted around as she said calmly, "To be honest, when you first called and told me, I couldn’t accept it. You should have at least discussed it with me, right? I’m the main wife, after all."

Back then, Lu Yuan had been forced into the first round of the competition.

Su Liyan continued, "But later, I thought it through. Yue’Er fancies you—the two aunties and I saw that long ago. If she can become our little sister, it wouldn’t be a bad thing at all."

Lu Yuan hadn’t expected his wife to be so magnanimous. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Just as Lu Yuan was feeling touched, he heard his wife mutter under her breath, "I was planning on finding you a few more concubines anyway. That thing of yours torments the three of us enough as it is. We can’t take it!"

"What? Are you complimenting my... ability?" Lu Yuan pressed after hearing her.

’To be praised so openly by his own woman... this must be the greatest honor a man can receive.’

Su Liyan propped her chin on her hand and said stubbornly, "Well, it’s alright, I guess. Aside from it being a bit big and lasting a bit long, everything else is acceptable."

Hearing this, Lu Yuan pretended to sigh. "Sigh... sigh..."

Lu Yuan’s two sighs left Su Liyan confused.

"Honey, why are you sighing?" Su Liyan asked, puzzled.

"The young don’t appreciate a good treasure~ When you reach the two aunties’ age, darling, you won’t be saying that," Lu Yuan explained.

It was true. The two aunties, Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin, desired it desperately.

Whenever Lu Yuan returned to the Zhao Mansion, the two of them would fight over who got him for the first night.

The shallow crevices on the two aunties’ bodies had long since run dry, and they needed a torrential downpour to be thoroughly irrigated.

Of course, if Lu Yuan’s "eager little soldier" dared not to cooperate, Song Meiqin might be easier to deal with. He feared Zhao Qiao’Er would be the most difficult; she really wouldn’t let go, and there was even a chance she might snap it off!

Such is a wolf in her thirties!

Su Liyan didn’t understand what he was talking about and continued, "Honey, has the Emperor betrothed Miss Yue’Er to you yet?"

"Don’t even mention it. Not yet," Lu Yuan said, waving his hand with a slightly dejected look.

The sky wasn’t dark yet, so it wasn’t the time for the two of them to express their love physically.

Their initial passion having faded, Lu Yuan proceeded to give his wife a detailed account of what had happened that day.

「...」

「In the Imperial Study.」

Emperor Gu Yuanzhang listened to the report from the Jinyi Guard: "At noon today, Lu Yuan was attacked by approximately twenty-six masked assailants. He sustained heavy injuries and has been escorted back to the Post House to recuperate."

The number was an approximation because when the Jinyi Guard were burying the bodies, some of the scattered human remains simply couldn’t be pieced back together.

Fortunately, the deviation between the actual number and the one recorded in the report was no more than two.

In the end, Wang Xiaojie of the Jinyi Guard’s East Guard, Northern Town Patrol Department, dared not conceal the matter from His Majesty the Emperor and reported it to his superior, the Garrison Commander of the Northern Town Patrol Department.

The Garrison Commander of the Northern Town Patrol Department then reported it to the Jinyiwei Commander, Mao Xiang.

And so, the intelligence made its way up the chain of command to the Emperor.

After reading the report in his hands, the Emperor was burning with rage.

This was a blatant provocation against imperial authority!

This was a ruthless trampling of the Jinyi Guard’s capabilities!

No matter what, Lu Yuan was a Court official. Besides himself, the Emperor, who would have the audacity to ambush and attempt to kill a Court official?

The Emperor slammed the report down on the table and let out a furious roar: "RAAAGH!"

(One could almost picture him flipping the table in fury.)

The Emperor’s roar made the Jinyiwei Commander, Mao Xiang, tremble with fear, at a complete loss for what to do.

The Emperor said sharply, "Go! Investigate this for me! I’m giving you seven days to find out who did this. You have truly brought shame upon me!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Jinyiwei Commander Mao Xiang said with a cupped-fist salute, turning to leave.

"I haven’t dismissed you yet," the Emperor said slowly.

Mao Xiang quickly turned back around, lowering his head to await the decree.

"The Jinyi Guard who were on duty in the outskirts of the Imperial City today... however they buried those men, have them dug back up. Flog each corpse a hundred times, and then bury them again."