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Chapter 149 The Bright and Elegant Fake Gold 26

A few days later, the Imperial Astronomical Bureau finally submitted the list of auspicious days, and personally delivered it to the Wen residence with a folded booklet wrapped in yellow silk.

The steward hurriedly led the officials from the Imperial Observatory to the main hall. When Lord Wen took the folding scroll and unfolded it, he immediately beamed with joy.

"Excellent! What a perfect date, the sixth day of the third month! It's late spring, with gentle breezes and bright sunshine—truly an ideal choice!"

Madam Wen leaned over to take a look and exclaimed in approval, "The sixth day of the third month is an auspicious day for weddings and betrothal ceremonies. The Imperial Astronomical Bureau's choice was indeed accurate! I will immediately instruct the embroiderers to rush out the wedding dresses, ensuring that Shu'er and Zhimiao's wedding is a grand and glorious affair!"

The entire Wen family was immediately bustling with activity, the atmosphere inside and out filled with the joy of wedding preparations.

Meanwhile, Wen Zhimiao and Liu Yunshu, who are the main characters, are the most relaxed.

On this day, Wen Zhimiao was on leave, and he took Liu Yunshu to Huguo Temple.

The February wind still carried a hint of chill, yet it had already caused some plum blossoms to fall from the branches of Huguo Temple, carpeting the bluestone steps and adding a touch of elegance.

Wen Zhimiao reached out and pulled Liu Yunshu's cloak tighter, her fingertips gently brushing through her hair: "It's windy, be careful not to catch a cold."

Liu Yunshu moved closer to him, and, using the warmth from his body, smiled and said, "With my brother here, I'm not afraid of the cold."

She looked up at the upturned eaves of the Buddhist temple ahead and asked curiously, "Did you come to Huguo Temple today to pray for blessings?"

Wen Zhimiao looked down at her, her eyes filled with a soft light, and nodded gently.

"Well, firstly, it's to pray for our marriage and ask Buddha to bless us with a smooth and peaceful future; secondly, I also wanted to bring you here to relax, since you might still be troubled by what happened at the palace banquet a few days ago."

Liu Yunshu felt a warmth in her heart and reached out to take his arm.

"I'm fine now. The bad guys have all been punished, so what's there to worry about? But it's nice to be able to come and pray with my brother."

The two walked side by side up the bluestone steps. Inside the hall, incense smoke curled upwards, and worshippers whispered their wishes, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Wen Zhimiao took the incense she had prepared in advance, lit it, and handed it to Liu Yunshu. The two of them bowed to the Buddha statue together.

With her eyes closed, Liu Yunshu silently prayed, "May my parents be healthy and well, may the Wen family prosper, and may I spend my life with Zhimiao."

When she opened her eyes, she met Wen Zhimiao's gaze. Their eyes met, and they both smiled knowingly.

After paying their respects to Buddha, the two strolled along the path behind the temple.

A few withered plum blossoms remained on the plum tree beside the path. As the wind blew, the petals fell softly, landing in Liu Yunshu's hair.

Wen Zhimiao stopped and gently brushed her cheek with her hand. Her fingertips brushed against her cheek unintentionally, and both of them were slightly startled, adding a touch of ambiguity to the air.

Liu Yunshu pushed Wen Zhimiao towards the plum tree.

Wen Zhimiao paused slightly, then leaned against a plum branch. The branch swayed gently, and a few more pink and white petals fell, landing on his shoulder and in his hair.

A smile played on his lips as he feigned helplessness, raising an eyebrow: "Shu'er, are you... trying to bully me?"

Liu Yunshu stepped forward, gently brushing away the flower petals from his hair with her fingertips, her tone slightly teasing:

"It's because my brother's gaze was so focused just now, it made my heart itch!"

Wen Zhimiao's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as she reached out and grabbed the woman's mischievous wrist, pulling her a little closer.

The two were instantly close in distance. The crisp scent of ink mingled with the fragrance of plum blossoms wafted from him, filling Liu Yunshu's nostrils. His voice was deep and tinged with amusement: "Itchy? Then what does Shu'er wish for?"

Instead, Liu Yunshu tilted her head up and whispered in his ear, "Of course I want to... taste my future husband's flavor in advance."

As soon as she finished speaking, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Her kiss was passionate and lingering. Wen Zhimiao froze for a moment, then took the initiative, wrapping her arms tightly around Wen Zhimiao's waist and holding her firmly in her arms, deepening the kiss.

From afar, the plum blossoms resemble a beautiful woman, their petals intertwined.

On the quiet path, only the soft rustling of petals in the wind and the intertwined breaths of the two remained.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Zhimiao gently released her, his fingertips still caressing her reddened lips, his eyes filled with an intense emotion.

His breathing was slightly rapid, and his voice was low and hoarse: "You little rascal, your initiative has caught me off guard."

Liu Yunshu deliberately tilted her head back, a mischievous glint in her eyes: "So, does my husband like it, or doesn't he?"

Wen Zhimiao looked at her abruptly, her eyes filled with surprise, "Shu'er, what did you call me just now?"

Liu Yunshu deliberately turned her head away, her fingertips idly playing with the petals on his shoulder, her tone laced with a hint of slyness: "Nothing, what did I just say?"

How could Wen Zhimiao let her cheat? He tightened his arms and pulled her even closer.

His nose touched her forehead, his voice full of expectation and tenderness: "You called me husband. Say it again, okay?"

His breath was hot, mingled with the fragrance of plum blossoms, and brushed against her face. Liu Yunshu's heart softened, and she stopped teasing him. She looked up into his deep eyes and softly called out, "Husband~".

That soft, sweet voice made Wen Zhimiao's heart tremble.

He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his eyes overflowing with affection: "Ah, my wife."

The wind blew again, and plum petals fell softly onto their shoulders. Liu Yunshu leaned against him, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

The two cuddled under the plum tree for a while before getting up and walking out of the temple.

As they passed the path where they had rolled down, Liu Yunshu tugged at Wen Zhimiao's hand and said expectantly, "Brother, why don't we revisit this place?"

Wen Zhimiao's smile deepened, and he took her hand tighter: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say, my wife."

The two walked deeper into the path they remembered until they saw the cave from back then, and then they stopped.

Liu Yunshu stepped into the cave first. It was warmer inside than outside, and there was still a faint smell of soil and hay.

She turned back to Wen Zhimiao and smiled, "Do you remember? When we were ambushed, I helped you to this cave."

Wen Zhimiao followed her in, her gaze sweeping over the haystacks and stone walls inside the cave. A warm memory welled up in her eyes, and she nodded gently.

"How could I not remember? That day you fed me water with your mouth to keep warm, and I will never forget that kindness in my life."

"Brother was unconscious at the time, how could he know that I fed him water by mouth?" Liu Yunshu asked, feigning doubt.

Wen Zhimiao's smile deepened as she pulled her to sit on the haystack.

He gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips and whispered, "At first I didn't know, I only knew that when I woke up I saw you lying in my arms."

Liu Yunshu looked up at him and teased, "Oh~ back then, brother saw me completely naked!"

Wen Zhimiao's ears turned slightly red, and she said gruffly, "Nonsense, I was only thinking about whether you were injured, how could I dare to think such things?"

Liu Yunshu leaned close to him, her nose almost touching his, her eyes full of mischievous light.

"Are you sure you weren't overthinking things? I remember when my brother woke up, his ears were bright red."

Wen Zhimiao's heart raced as she was stared at, her ears turning even redder, and the scene she had witnessed that day when she was awake resurfaced in her mind.

With her black hair, snow-white skin, and red lips, she nestled in his arms, breathing lightly, her cheeks still flushed.

Looking back now, I think he was probably already interested back then.

Wen Zhimiao's Adam's apple bobbed twice. She reached out and gently pressed her shoulder, but didn't dare to push her away forcefully. Her voice was hoarse with a hint of helplessness: "You little rascal, you always tease me about the past."

"Who told you to be so easily embarrassed, brother?" Liu Yunshu laughed and took a step back, her fingertips still tucked into his sleeve. "And then?"

"Later..." Wen Zhimiao's expression faltered for a moment, as if she had returned to that night, "That night I had a dream."

"Dream? What dream?" Liu Yunshu looked at his dazed expression, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes.

"I dreamt of you in a cave, filling water with your mouth and warming yourself with your body in detail." Wen Zhimiao's voice grew lower and lower, her ear tips turning so red they were almost bleeding.

Liu Yunshu feigned surprise and said, "But I never mentioned that I used... to feed you water that day. How did you know, brother?"

"Do you remember asking you twice what happened in the cave?"

Wen Zhimiao looked at her with a smile and gently pinched the back of her hand with her fingertips.

"Your answers were almost identical both times, except when you talked about feeding me water, you were vague and subconsciously touched your lips. Combined with that dream, I'm sure you fed me water with your mouth."

"Wow! Brother is so smart!" Liu Yunshu laughed and jumped into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist and rubbing her cheek against his clothes: "It turns out I gave myself away, but you saw through it."

Wen Zhimiao naturally hugged her, resting her chin on the top of her head, inhaling the faint fragrance of her hair, her voice so gentle it could melt water: "It's not that I'm smart, it's that you didn't hide it well enough."

Liu Yunshu looked up at him, her eyes sparkling: "When did you start liking me, brother? Was it that time in the cave?"

"Perhaps, I can't tell anymore. Ever since I came back from the cave, I've been dreaming about you every day, and it all seems so absurd."

Recalling those days, Wen Zhimiao shook her head with a wry smile.