On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Lin Yi looked at her resolute eyes and felt a slight stirring in his heart.

He's quite a character.

Faced with such a pointed question, she was able to quote classical texts and respond calmly, and her response was even more sophisticated than her previous statement that she "didn't understand politics."

Instead of directly answering whether she would join the rebellion, she invoked the Confucian principle of "the husband is the head of the household."

This is tantamount to telling Lin Yi: Everything about me is decided by you. I will do whatever you tell me to do. I am your wife, and my code of conduct is your will.

In this way, no matter whether Lin Yi is loyal or treacherous, successful or unsuccessful in the future, Nangong Min will be invincible.

If Lin Yi succeeds, she will be the founding empress, the mother of the nation.

If Lin Yi loses, she can use the principle of "the husband is the head of the household" to defend herself, saying that she is just a weak woman who follows the three obediences and four virtues, and that everything she did was out of necessity.

What a clever woman!

Lin Yi's evaluation of her rose even higher.

However, despite her intelligence, Lin Yi still didn't completely trust her.

After all, you can't see into someone's heart. Who knows how much of what she said was true and how much was false?

"Well said." Lin Yi smiled, took her arm, and drank the nuptial wine together.

Then, holding Nangong Min's hand, he sat on the edge of the bed.

Her hands were soft and cold, and trembled slightly as Lin Yi held them.

Lin Yi could sense her nervousness, but he didn't loosen his grip; he simply softened his tone slightly.

"From now on, treat the Prince's Palace as your own home. As long as you behave yourself and behave yourselves, I will not make things difficult for you. You will still be the eldest princess of noble birth, and you will receive all the honors you are entitled to."

These words were both a reassurance and a warning.

Nangong Min naturally understood, "The Prince's mansion is my home, and I will do my best to manage it well so that Your Highness will not have to worry about mundane matters."

Once again, she expressed her submission in the most docile manner.

That's great.

Such traditional women are no longer seen in later generations.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Yi suddenly asked.

Nangong Min paused for a moment, then nodded.

She hadn't eaten anything since morning, and now she was truly starving.

"Here, have something to eat."

Lin Yi got up and went to the table, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, and then came back to offer it to her lips.

Nangong Min's face flushed red instantly, mainly because she didn't expect Lin Yi to make such an intimate gesture.

She was a little shy and somewhat at a loss.

"Open your mouth." Lin Yi urged her again when she didn't move.

Nangong Min's heart was pounding. After hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth slightly and ate the osmanthus cake.

The dessert was so sweet, it warmed her heart and made her blush even more.

"Want some more?"

"Um."

Nangong Min didn't know if she was enjoying this feeling, but she felt warm and sweet inside, and even wanted Lin Yi to feed her.

The latter was generous and took a few more pieces, feeding them to her one by one.

After eating a few snacks, Nangong Min felt much warmer and her tense mood eased a bit.

She secretly glanced up at Lin Yi, who was getting her some snacks again.

The candlelight outlined his handsome face, and his tall, powerful figure.

Nangong Min's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

I have to admit, this man is indeed very charming.

Moreover, that charm wasn't the gentle and refined air of a scholar like Nangong Jin, but rather a fierce and domineering aura forged through countless battles and countless deaths.

Like a lurking tiger, even just sitting there quietly, it exudes a sense of oppressive power that makes people's hearts tremble.

Such a man is undoubtedly a deadly poison to women.

Nangong Min felt her cheeks start to burn again.

She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look any further.

Lin Yi seemed to notice her gaze, turned his head, looked at her, and suddenly smiled.

"What? Are you stunned?"

Nangong Min felt a sudden "boom" in her mind, and her face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.

"No...no..." she stammered, her voice barely audible.

Seeing her adorable, helpless expression, Lin Yi felt much better.

It seems this woman isn't completely unyielding; at least she knows how to be shy.

He put down his chopsticks and walked up to her.

Nangong Min felt his tall figure loom over her, her heart pounded even faster, and she nervously gripped the hem of her clothes.

What...what does he want to do?

Lin Yi reached out and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

The rough fingers, calloused from years of wielding knives, touched her delicate skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

"My wife," Lin Yi said with a smile, "it's late, we should rest."

......

Lin Yi woke up early the next morning.

He smiled knowingly as he looked at the woman still sleeping beside him.

He never imagined that Confucianism could poison a woman so severely, especially last night when Nangong Min suddenly stopped halfway through her game, picked up a white silk ribbon, knelt on the ground, raised it high above her head, and said, "Please, husband, examine the blood."

Great! It would be wonderful to travel back to ancient times.

I'll have to wear it again next time.

Moreover, Lin Yi discovered that Nangong Min only maintained one posture even when she slept.

Lie flat on your back without a pillow, cross your hands and place them on your lower abdomen, and remain still.

Unlike Yang Mi, who, when asleep, clings to you like a giant octopus.

"That's wonderful," Lin Yi thought, looking at her beautiful sleeping face before lifting the covers and getting out of bed.

At this moment, Nangong Min suddenly woke up, sat up and said, "Husband, are you going out? I will help you with your washing and dressing."

"No need, I'm going for my morning exercise, you can sleep a little longer."

"Yes."

Nangong Min obediently lay down again, seemingly unable to refuse at all, doing whatever Lin Yi said.

Lin Yi quickly dressed himself, put on his shoes, and opened the door.

Two maids were kneeling on the ground at the door, their heads resting against the door panel, fast asleep.

These two are palace maids from the palace, and also Nangong Min's personal maids, considered as concubines.

According to the customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if Nangong Min could not bear the siege and conquest last night, he would call them in to help as reinforcements, so they had been guarding the door.

Hearing the noise, the maid in the pink palace dress on the left immediately woke up. Seeing that it was Lin Yi, she hurriedly knelt down again and said in a panic, "Your Highness, this servant deserves to die. This servant was lazy."

Her shout woke up the maid beside her, who knelt down properly.

Lin Yi nodded: "It's alright, go back to sleep."

"Yes."

Lin Yi went out, and two maids came into the room. They saw that Nangong Min had already woken up and was staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

She summoned Liying's maid in the pink dress and said, "Princess, this servant will help you get up..."

Nangong Min interrupted coldly: "Call me Madam."

"Yes, Madam..."

Nangong Min looked at the maid in the blue palace dress: "Shishi, go and get my phoenix-inspired long dress. Today, I need to set some rules for the family."

"Yes, madam."