My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 71 - Sharing a Pillow [Thanks to the Alliance Leader "Author An Xing"]

Li Nuo wore a face of confusion. Could it be that although he lacked martial arts talent, his Legalism talent was at a full level?

No, Legalism wasn't martial arts; there wasn't such a thing as talent.

Including Legalism, all the schools of cultivation were paths of practical work.

Everyone started at the same point: the more you worked, the more you gained; the less you worked, the less you obtained. There was no such thing as the talented progressing fast and the untalented progressing slowly; it was all about fairness.

Since it wasn't about talent, there seemed to be only one possibility.

Could it be because most of those he judged were people of status?

Most Legalism disciples, when they first began their cultivation, were at most a County Constable, maybe starting at the County Magistrate at most.

Their cases were usually civil disputes, and the criminals they caught were petty thieves. Even in the occasional homicide case, the criminal's status was nothing more than that of a commoner.

Criminals like the son of the Minister of the Examination Bureau were not to be offended, not even by a seventh-rank County Magistrate, let alone a Standard Fifth Rank Chang'an Prefect.

But Li Nuo was different; those who suffered penalties under him included sons of nobility.

It was as if others were still doing novice tasks, killing small fries to accumulate experience, but he was already soloing mini-bosses, and killing them in droves at that.

His experience points were surely soaring.

That being said, it seemed that the path of Legalist cultivation wasn't entirely fair after all.

Others started with just a small knife, struggling to kill a minor monster, but he started with a full set of Divine Equipment, slaying a mini-boss with a single stroke. He didn't even need to move a finger; the mini-boss's father would tie up the mini-boss and deliver it straight to him...

Of course, this suit of Divine Equipment wasn't something he got out of thin air.

It was all thanks to his father being the Minister of Justice.

Sitting in the carriage, Li Nuo, belatedly realizing something, suddenly asked Housekeeper Wu, "Does Father know I've taken up the practice of Law?"

Housekeeper Wu, while driving the carriage, replied casually, "He knows."

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Li Nuo's heart stirred, and he asked, "What... what did he say?"

Housekeeper Wu smiled and said, "The old master said that whether it is Legalism or Confucianism, or anything else, as long as the young master likes it, that's all that matters..."

Upon hearing this, Li Nuo felt somewhat relieved. He really couldn't fathom his father at all.

However, since he had not been prevented, he could cultivate with peace of mind.

In the past, when he investigated cases, he would be cautious, overthinking, always considering the procedure, considering the evidence...

That was before.

Now—now why bother considering anything at all!

Since he couldn't choose his status, he might as well take full advantage of the conveniences that this status brought him.

After all, with the number one sly fox of Daxia as a safety net, what did he have to fear?

Just do it!

...

In the following days, Li Nuo spent most of his time traveling between the Song Family residence and the County Magistrate's Office.

By day he heard and judged cases, at night he returned home to read and study, occasionally solving some mathematical problems—not for Mumu, but for Mr. Chen.

This elderly gentleman, well into his sixties, was a true scholar with an open mind. He waited for Li Nuo at the Song residence every afternoon, not ashamed to ask questions like a student, with a very humble attitude, so Li Nuo didn't have the heart to refuse him.

Teaching this old gentleman was much easier than teaching Mumu.

He almost instantly understood things, able to apply the knowledge broadly, and never asked those childish questions. Over the past few days, under Li Nuo's instruction, he had grasped the basic concepts of trigonometry.

Of course, it was just the most basic concepts.

As for the more advanced sum-to-product and product-to-sum formulas, Li Nuo had not yet taught him those.

Mr. Chen recorded what Li Nuo had taught him today, looking at him with immense respect.

It was rare for someone so young to have such a deep understanding of mathematics, and rarer still, he was so selfless.

He shared this profound knowledge so freely without asking for anything in return.

This was the true essence of a teacher.

In just two quarters of an hour of study, Mr. Chen had learned much new knowledge, having something to boast to those fellows tomorrow, leaving cheerfully. Meanwhile, Li Nuo heaved a sigh, his face clouded with worry.

On the first day of August, his life expectancy had reached a maximum of one hundred and fifty days.

Today was the fifth day of August, and the number in the Law Code was one hundred and forty-six.

Ever since his father executed that assassin, his life expectancy, which had surged by thirty days, had stopped increasing.

These past few days, Li Nuo had judged dozens of minor cases which should have added six to eight days to his life expectancy, yet not a single day had been added.

Although ruling on cases no longer extended his lifespan, the days he had left were still decreasing.

Every day, the number on the law code diminished by one; counting down the days until death was an agonizing prospect for Li Nuo.

Li Nuo was certain that he had encountered a bottleneck.

Ordinarily, when disciples of Legalism faced a bottleneck, they would merely find their cultivation at a standstill. However, if Li Nuo couldn't break through his bottleneck, he could only watch helplessly as death approached.

One hundred and forty-six days, less than five months, barely enough to let him live until the New Year passed.

To break through the impasse, he couldn't focus on the trivial matters of the common people.

However, during his time in the Chang'an County Government, he had encountered only that one civil-against-official case.

The elite of Chang'an and the commoners lived in two separate worlds, rarely intersecting, and they didn't idle away their time oppressing the masses.

Li Nuo sighed again, not because of the bottleneck, but because the Ministry of Justice's role was specifically to deal with corrupt officials. If all else failed, he could ask his father to share some achievements with him.

His sigh was because he did not know when such days would come to an end.

Song Mu'er noticed Li Nuo's despondent mood and ran over, asking with concern, "Brother Li Nuo, are you unhappy?"

Li Nuo mustered a smile for Mumu and said, "No."

Song Mu'er thought for a moment before asking timidly, "Is it because Jiaren sister sleeps with me every night, and that's why you're unhappy?"

"How could that be..." Li Nuo ruffled her hair, wondering what the little girl was thinking about every day.

Song Mu'er grabbed the hem of his robe and said obediently, "Because other couples always sleep together, I won't ask Jiaren sister to sleep with me tonight, is that okay... please don't be unhappy anymore..."

Although the bottleneck was still there, having such a sweet Mumu comfort him did indeed make Li Nuo feel a lot better.

After playing with her until dark, Li Nuo returned to his room and was about to close the door when a figure walked in from outside.

Seeing Song Jiaren, Li Nuo was slightly startled and asked, "You... are you sleeping here tonight?"

Song Jiaren nodded.

The usually obedient Mumu had turned her away tonight, decisively refusing to let her in.

Earlier that day, her grandmother had also specifically called her over to ask if she had quarreled with her husband and why they had been sleeping separately these past days...

She began to realize that after getting married, many things had changed compared to before.

Watching her take the bedding out from the cupboard, Li Nuo walked over and said, "You should take the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor. It's not right to always make you sleep on the floor..."

Song Jiaren responded indifferently, "You are a scholar with a delicate constitution; sleeping on the floor might make you catch a cold."

Such a common explanation left Li Nuo without a comeback.

She practiced the Martial Path and although she would not catch a cold, sleeping on the floor was certainly less comfortable than the bed. After giving it some thought, Li Nuo suggested, "Why don't we sleep on the bed together?"

Song Jiaren looked at him with a calm gaze that betrayed no emotion.

To prevent her from misunderstanding that he had any ulterior motives, which could prompt her to act accordingly, Li Nuo immediately explained, "Don't get me wrong; what I meant was, it's uncomfortable for you on the floor, and this bed is quite big. It can easily fit two people..."

The bed was indeed large; it could comfortably accommodate three people, let alone two, with plenty of space to spare.

After saying this, he even proactively rolled up the blankets and scooted over, adding, "Don't worry, I won't do anything..."

He felt the remark was slightly redundant as soon as he said it.

There was a significant disparity in strength between the two of them.

Even if he wanted to do anything to her, it would just be wishful thinking.

It was actually she who could do something to him without him being able to resist at all.

A moment later, lying close enough to smell the soothing scent of her fragrance, Li Nuo found it hard to believe that his wife had indeed accepted his suggestion and lay beside him, holding her blankets.

However, despite sharing a bed, they did not share blankets and each slept in their own.

Getting from under the bed to on top of it might have seemed like a small spatial step but was a significant leap in their relationship.

Li Nuo could distinctly feel that with time, the initial strangeness and distance between them had vanished.

Half a month ago, he would not have even dared to entertain the thought of them lying in the same bed.

But having his wife by his side was indeed comforting.

Nothing to worry about.

Just sleep.

Song Jiaren lay in the bed, seemingly calm but tensely coiled under the blankets. If he really tried to do something to her, what should she do, even though they were husband and wife…

She was now somewhat regretful, thinking that perhaps it would have been better to sleep under the bed...

With her mind in turmoil, she finally heard even and steady breathing beside her.

Turning her head, she saw that Li Nuo had already fallen asleep.