The Lady's Sickly Husband

Reaching the entrance to the village, Mo Qianxue thanked Liu Laoshuan, got off the ox carriage and headed for the village school.

Judging from the sky, it just passed three o'clock in the afternoon. Now Ning Shaoqing should still be at school. Getting the land so easily, she really wished to find someone to share her joy.

Before she entered the school, she found a group of school children running and playing over there. She asked them but one of the children said, "Mr. Ning didn't come today. We all take a day off…"

Didn't come to school? Why? Was it because…?

Mo Qianxue was a little frightened by her conjecture. What the child said later didn't reach her ear at all. She ran as fast as she could home and blamed herself while running.

She felt sorry that she was too absorbed in her own business. Ning Shaoqing had been in poor health. Last time he had struggled to pull an all-nighter to help her with the polishing. Later she neither sent for a doctor nor made nutritious soup for him.

On getting into her house, she rested assured when she saw Ning Shaoqing sitting in the living room. In one breath, she ran across half of the village and had already been out of breath now. She didn't at all notice the furrow between his eyebrows and the low pressure from him that could freeze a bird to death.

"Sir…"

"You, you, you…you don't value women's virtue!" Before Mo Qianxue spoke, Ning Shaoqing suddenly stood up, hitting the ceiling.

Mo Qianxue became dumbfounded at once.

What did she do? What is he talking about?

Mo Qianxue was a little annoyed, "Don't talk nonsense." What an ungrateful person! She had been worrying about him all the way back.

Mo Qianxue was a person that could be moved by kindness but not be cowed by force. But for Ning Shaoqing's assistance on the polishing last time, she would have long lectured him with a lengthy argumentation because of his defaming attitude.

"You…" Ning Shaoqing seemed to be too mad to speak, his mouth open but no words coming out, as if the words would be too shameful for a graceful gentleman like him to speak out.

When things went strange, there must be a reason! Mo Qianxue's heart plummet. Who bad-mouthed behind her back?

The plummeting heart then began to turn cold.

She didn't care who said what behind her back, but she was just disappointed at his reaction. Was she that untrustworthy?

Thinking of this, Mo Qianxue hit the ceiling too as her guilt faded away, "What? What did I do? Go to your study room and read. Don't like a foolish woman believing in those gossips."

She didn't want to fight with him, so finishing the words, she turned around to find herself some water. She didn't drink any water for a whole day, and just now she had run all the way back in a hurry, so now she felt unbearably thirsty.

However, Ning Shaoqing didn't mean to stop. Flashing over to block before her and seizing her by the wrist, with smothering rage in his eyes, he stuttered, "You, you, you…you're so shameless. You…you kissed a woman."

He's face was burning before he finished, as if he had talked extremely dirty words.

What? Mo Qianxue thought it would be earthshakingly serious. Just like this? The word kiss was that hard to say? By the way, she didn't kiss her. It was CPR. Unreasonable…

Mo Qianxue burst into laughter! To the sky!

Seeing that there wasn't a bit guilt but laugh on her face, Ning Shaoqing got more annoyed, stepping forward instantly, holding her waist and gazing at her.

His eyes turned scarlet from rage and also helplessness and another secret surging emotion. With such a pair of intently-gazing eyes on her, Mo Qianxue couldn't laugh any more. she was a little uneasy.

The two silently stayed hugging like this, their faces very close and eyes looking into each other. Mo Qianxue thought Ning Shaoqing would kiss her, happy that she was just thirsty and in need of water.

She closed her eyes.

Ouch! It hurt!

What was wrong! Why were his lips so hard?

Opening her eyes in panic, she only saw Ning Shaoqing's lead-colored face and his strenuous hand which endeavored to wipe her lips with the sleeve.

She had been thirsty, but the expected water didn't come and instead, her lips felt hurt from his wiping. Mo Qianxue got more uncomfortable and pissed off. She struggled out of his arms, spitting out words without thinking twice, "I just kissed a woman. So what? You feudal fool…"

What? What did feudal mean? It couldn't be a good word.

Ning Shaoqing's expression was gloomier.

Did this woman know anything about women's virtue? Did she know courtesy and formalities and shame? Did she know what she was doing?

"You just need discipline." The voice was soft at all. There was only cold.

Mo Qianxue was too thirsty and hurt in the lips. She paid no attention to his look or whether his sound was cold or not. If even to attend a war, let her drink some water first.

Reaching out to pull away Ning Shaoqing before her, Mo Qianxue said impatiently, "I have no time to waste in arguing nonsense with you. It was a life-and-death moment. Go away."

"No!"

"If you don't, I'll slap you into the wall so tight that you can never get off."

At the sight of her moving cursing lips and at the thought of her kissing a woman in public but striking an attitude to deny her fault when coming back, Ning Shaoqing hated it more.

He really didn't know what to do with her. Now the only thing he wanted to do was to wipe her mouth clean.

The bloodthirst in Ning Shaoqing's eyes stunned Mo Qianxue. Only then did she realize what she had said just now.

Dear heaven! She seemed to have threatened to slap him into a wall! And couldn't dig out!

Screw it! Here were ancient times where a husband must be regarded by his wife as authoritative as heaven. What drug was she on? Ancient men were male chauvinists. When his wife kissed another woman and if he was an unreasonable one, then it would be very likely that the woman would be sentenced to death by putting her in a box and throwing into river…she, she not only refused to apologize but also threatened to…

She only became scared at this moment, but it was too late. Ning Shaoqing was trembling from madness.

The next moment, she was cornered to the wall.

Ning Shaoqing grabbed her neck with one hand and wiped her mouth with sleeve of the other hand.

Mo Qianxue bore the pain, pressing her mouth into a line and cursing in secrecy Liu Laoshuan for telling gossips too fast.

But Liu Laoshuan was an honest-looking person. Mo Qianxue didn't quite believe that it was him who told Ning Shaoqing everything. However, except for Liu Laoshuan, there wasn't a second person who knew it.

Looking at the scarlet in Ning Shaoqing's eyes and his raging fury, Mo Qianxue couldn't help worrying: did he regard such an action as cheating?

Heaven forbid ancient society!

Fucking stupid women's virtue!

Her mouth and heart ached at the same time!

Mo Qianxue closed her eyes, a drop of tear flowing out of her eye.

Just wipe it, as long as he felt comfortable…