The temperamental white moonlight is back, and the entire Marquis's family obediently calls him

Li Xuanzhou beckoned to her with his finger, and when she got closer, he magically produced two tree branches from behind his back.

Lu Mingzhao was silent for a moment: "...So you want to have a match with me?"

Li Xuanzhou: "No! I can't beat you, why bother making things difficult for myself?"

"Although I was the one who asked you to teach me martial arts before, I've been thinking about it a lot lately and I feel that practicing martial arts isn't very interesting, so I've decided to find another way for you to repay my favor."

As he spoke, Li Xuanzhou squatted down, wrote a character on the snow with a twig, and then turned back to call to her, "You can learn to write like me."

Lu Mingzhao leaned closer, puzzled. "Why? What character is this?"

"plum."

He didn't look up.

"Li in Li Xuanzhou".

"..." Lu Mingzhao hesitated for a moment, "Why would I learn to write your surname?"

Li Xuanzhou: "This isn't just my surname, it's the imperial surname too. What's wrong with learning to write the imperial surname?"

"Besides, it's not a difficult thing. You're not willing?"

This was indeed not a difficult task, and Lu Mingzhao had no legitimate reason to refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the branch, squat down and copy it.

"I'm not very good at writing, so please don't laugh at my messy handwriting."

Li Xuanzhou turned his head and stared at her with a smile: "No, am I that kind of person?"

Lu Mingzhao thought to himself: You're too much.

She practiced writing it a few times and roughly figured out how to write the character "Li". Then she saw Li Xuanzhou write two more characters.

"Xuanzhou, that is my name."

Lu Mingzhao grew impatient: "What? There's more? Didn't we agree to learn only one character?"

"I didn't say that," Li Xuanzhou quickly retorted, "It's obvious you weren't sincerely trying to repay a favor. You're so unhappy about learning just one word; it's not like it's some huge, insurmountable difficulty!"

"I racked my brains these past few days to come up with such a simple solution. It would save you the trouble of coming to see me often and make me feel at ease. But I didn't expect you to be unhappy. All my efforts have been in vain."

Li Xuanzhou's tone was accusatory, and he became more and more aggrieved as he spoke, as if Lu Mingzhao were a heartless person.

Lu Mingzhao couldn't stand it anymore and quickly raised her hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, stop reading, I'll learn it, alright!"

Li Xuanzhou then stopped talking.

Lu Mingzhao hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why do you feel comfortable knowing I've learned to write your name?"

Li Xuanzhou replied naturally, "Don't understand? That's right. When have I ever made you understand? I'm an oddball; I have my own reasons for doing whatever I want."

Lu Mingzhao was deeply shocked and found it to make a lot of sense.

Yes, Li Xuanzhou is really strange!

Two negatives make a positive. Once you accept this, it seems like nothing Li Xuanzhou does is surprising!

But Lu Mingzhao really didn't like learning these things. After studying for a while, she heard footsteps in the distance, so she quickly stood up, threw away the branch in her hand, and said, "I'm going back."

"You should go back too, it won't look good if someone sees you."

Li Xuanzhou did not stop her.

But as she turned to leave, she suddenly said softly, "Mrs. Lu, do you think what we're doing looks like an affair?"

Lu Mingzhao slipped and almost fell.

After regaining her footing, she wanted to turn around and glare at the other person, but she was afraid that the other person would feel good, so she could only grit her teeth and pretend that she hadn't heard anything and quickly left.

Li Xuanzhou watched her flee in disarray, laughing heartily until he coughed a few times, and it took him a while to calm down by clutching his chest.

He bent down and picked up the branch she had dropped, muttering something under his breath before tucking it into his sleeve.

When Lu Mingzhao saw her husband, she quickly went to greet him.

Fearing her husband might overreact, she waited until the banquet ended and she was on her way home in the carriage before revealing that she had just seen Prince Wei.

Zhou Ningchuan's first reaction was indeed excitement; he almost jumped out of the car to find Wei Wang.

But after his wife stopped him, he actually fell silent.

Zhou Ningchuan stared blankly at his wife, his mind wandering to the question: what would happen to his wife if he really had to leave Beijing?

He couldn't help but think that men in the world could have three wives and four concubines, not only for the purpose of procreation, but also for the sake of having beautiful women by their side to add fragrance and comfort.

Therefore, for many years, people have been trying to put women in his life under the pretext that "Lord Zhongjing is lonely and suffers, and should have a beautiful woman by his side to keep him company and understand him."

But no one has ever asked why a woman cannot have three husbands and four wives.

No one has ever said why a woman who is left alone in her room cannot find another man.

He will be leaving soon, and Zhao Zhao will have no choice but to stay in the capital to take care of three children by herself. How difficult will that be?

If he, as the principal wife, were more magnanimous, and if he truly cared about Zhaozhao, he should have pretended not to know, or even silently tolerated Wei Wang's existence.

After all, his Zhaozhao treated him very well. Even if she had someone else, she couldn't possibly let that man overstep his bounds as the legal wife.

……

Zhou Ningchuan looked at his wife, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside him.

Unfortunately, he was not a magnanimous first wife.

The mere thought of his wife having another man filled him with such jealousy that he wanted to kill her.

His Zhaozhao is so good. If he opens the door to Wei Wang, countless vixens will flock to him in the future.

He cannot accept it... absolutely not.

"Zhaozhao, I will find a way to stay, please don't abandon me..." Zhou Ningchuan felt more and more upset and aggrieved as he thought about it, burying his face in his wife's neck, his voice trembling with sobs.

He would try his best to be a perfect husband and stay by Zhao Zhao's side as much as possible, only asking that Zhao Zhao not have anyone else.

"Are you alright?"

Lu Mingzhao was completely confused and subconsciously patted her husband's back to comfort him.

"I didn't say I didn't want you. I was talking about Wei Wang, wasn't I? He insisted I learn his name, which is really strange."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ningchuan slightly raised his head, his drunkenness subsiding.

...The cunning and treacherous Prince Wei.

He gritted his teeth where Lu Mingzhao couldn't see, a sinister glint in his eyes.

Because he had personally taught his wife, he understood her thoughts even better.

Watching his wife carefully and diligently learn to write his name stroke by stroke was a source of immense satisfaction that Zhou Ningchuan would never forget.

In that instant, it seemed as if his wife had nothing but him in her heart and eyes, and nothing in the world was more important than what was happening before her.

Zhou Ningchuan had every reason to believe that Wei Wang also wanted to experience that feeling.

But does he deserve it?!

Zhou Ningchuan is Zhao Zhao's rightful husband, so what kind of person is Wei Wang?

It's just a life-saving pill, isn't it?

Zhou Ningchuan even suspected that the poisoned arrow that struck him was the work of Prince Wei, otherwise he and his wife wouldn't owe him such a huge favor.

"...What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that her husband hadn't spoken for a long time, Lu Mingzhao poked his waist.

"Don't you want me to learn? But I promised him, and he's been sick for quite a while now, it's really pitiful."

Zhou Ningchuan grunted, rested his chin on his wife's shoulder, and said softly, "Let's learn... I'll teach you myself."

"Zhaozhao is so smart, she'll definitely learn it quickly."

Lu Mingzhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Back home, the two tidied up quickly, and soon it was time for dinner.

The family gathered together for a meal, and Lu Mingzhao and Zhou Ningchuan cooked several dishes together.

But during meals, I always felt that the children were not paying attention.