The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 331 - 200:

With a guilty conscience for taking advantage, Zhao Minghua seriously began restoring the ancient book in his hand.

Not to mention, at least he wasn’t getting lost in his thoughts anymore.

It wasn’t until Qingsheng came to call him for a meal that he was pulled back to reality from his focused restoration work.

"What’s for lunch today?"

"As per your instructions, everything is based on the young mistress’s taste. So, my mother made just what the young mistress likes."

"You kid, you really know how to serve."

Zhao Minghua expressed his satisfaction.

"Your family’s young master has finally married; you’re not young anymore either. You can start looking for a wife. Is there a girl you fancy? I’ll back you up."

"Thank you, young master, but I’m not smart enough to find a girl I like yet."

Mostly because he was dazzled; they all looked great, but he didn’t know which girl would be willing to settle down with him.

Yes, that’s right, it’s others who choose you, not you who choose others.

"You need to learn to keep your eyes open, listen from all sides. A good wife needs to be sought after; be proactive and don’t miss out."

Zhao Minghua, happy with his own life, naturally wanted Qingsheng to be happy and began imparting some experience.

"Learn from your young master here."

Qingsheng... well, he couldn’t learn a thing.

Once, a group of young people were out enjoying the spring, and they saw a girl get her hand pinched by a crab in the river. While everyone laughed, only his young master, who rarely cared for others, told her to dip her hand in the water.

At that time, Qingsheng was very surprised; when did the young master become a good person?

The fact proved that the young master’s goodness was only for a specific person.

The young master never does things unrelated to himself.

Little by little, he won over the young mistress.

But truth be told, in this era, it wasn’t easy for the young master to wait three years and only marry at twenty.

His peers’ kids could already fetch soy sauce, and the young master had just gotten married.

Just hoping the young master and young mistress will soon have a child, bring about a little master quickly.

While lost in thought, the young master had already entered Nuangxiang Pavilion.

The lunch was already laid out on the table, and Chun Nuan was washing up.

"Ding Xiang, has the young master returned?"

She asked while washing her face, but got no response.

Turning around, she found herself pulled into an embrace.

"Why did you..."

She was scared to death; suddenly appearing before her, lifting her up with no reservations.

Quickly glancing at the place where Ding Xiang stood earlier, there was no trace of her.

"They’ve all gone downstairs. My wife, you smell so good."

Chun Nuan... this person was really getting unruly.

He wasn’t like this before.

That’s right, they weren’t married before.

"Zhao Minghua, we need to set some rules."

"Please, my wife, go ahead."

Zhao Minghua found that his wife was perfect in every way, except she loved setting conditions, always having new rules.

There were rules before they got engaged, and after marriage, there were new rules.

"First, respect each other as married couples in bed, and as gentlemen outside; no touching during the day."

Zhao Minghua... I’m in my own courtyard, in my own room, holding my own wife; what do you mean by touching?

"What’s the second rule?"

"I haven’t thought of it yet; I’ll tell you once I do."

"No need to say—the third rule hasn’t been thought of either?"

"Correct, I haven’t thought of the third one either." Chun Nuan raised her eyebrows: "I’ll add it in when I remember."

"Okay, okay, I’ll listen to my wife." Zhao Minghua said, "As the saying goes, a wife who manages her husband brings wealth. Listening to my wife will bring prosperity."

This person was getting increasingly eloquent, and Chun Nuan found herself at a loss with him.

"My wife, you must be hungry. Come, let’s have lunch."

Zhao Minghua led Chun Nuan by the hand towards the dining table.

"See if these dishes suit your taste. If there’s something you want to eat or can’t have, just tell the kitchen."

"Aren’t we eating with Mother and the others?"

The Xiao family always had meals together, with men at one table, women at another, and children at another.

"No need; mainly, we don’t share the same tastes." Zhao Minghua said, "Mother and the others like spicy food, and you can’t eat spicy."

"What about before I came? Didn’t you all dine together then?"

"No, we didn’t. I ate spicier than they did."

"But on the table..." There wasn’t a single dish with chili.

"No problem, from now on, it’ll be based on your taste." Zhao Minghua said, "I’m married now and need to start taking care of myself. As your grandma often says, spicy stuff should be avoided. I’ll start avoiding it now, so I won’t find it hard when I reach older age."

Someone making numerous changes for you, it’s truly admirable.

"Someone, come."

Ding Xiang immediately responded from outside the door.