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"Ouch, my arm!" Lin Yuan gasped for breath, her elbows feeling as if they didn’t belong to her, painfully sore.

Xia Zheng, pinned to the ground with Lin Yuan’s chest pressed harshly against his face, let out a satisfied and enjoyable moan. Although he was almost suffocating, the soft, fragrant spot touching his nose made him reluctant to let go.

Only after struggling to prop her elbows off the ground did Lin Yuan realize that the most painful part was not her elbows, but her chest!

"Ah! You pervert!"

Pushing hard against the ground, Lin Yuan sprang up like a carp, fists clenched tight, but upon seeing Xia Zheng sprawled beneath her, she couldn’t help but laugh.

"So silly, you clearly couldn’t catch me, yet you still had to show off! I should have brought a ladder."

No wonder Lin Yuan teased him; Dong Qing had actually prepared a ladder for him, but using a ladder to climb a wall in front of the woman he loved? That’s too embarrassing!

As Lin Yuan put it herself, it wasn’t cool at all!

Imagining herself descending gracefully from the sky, Lin Yuan was sure to sparkle with admiration for him.

Driven by his vanity, Xia Zheng bizarrely kicked the ladder aside. Consequently, he ended up being heavily pinned underneath the now noticeably heavier Lin Yuan!

"I thought with my qinggong, scaling this wall with you would be no problem," Xia Zheng rubbed his nose, trying to keep that tender feeling in his heart forever.

Gently rubbing her sore chest, Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow and glared fiercely at Xia Zheng as he got up: "Are you saying I’ve gained weight?"

"Of...," Xia Zheng, who almost nodded instinctively, suddenly sensed the tone wasn’t quite right and quickly changed his words, "Of course not! How could you be considered fat? Have you ever seen a fat woman with a waist of eighteen inches?"

That made sense.

Secretly touching her own slender waist, Lin Yuan finally felt reassured about Xia Zheng’s earlier comment.

Getting up, she dusted her skirt and murmured with a hint of distress: "I spent so long picking this skirt, and you just had to get it dirty."

Xia Zheng’s ears perked up, inching closer with a giggle, "So it was carefully selected, no wonder it looks so good."

Thinking of something, Xia Zheng’s eyes shifted as he whispered into her ear: "That position earlier was quite nice, how about we give it a try on our wedding night?"

Blushing, Lin Yuan, who was patting the dust off her skirt, immediately changed direction and smacked Xia Zheng, "What nonsense! Go away!"

Dodging lightly, Xia Zheng chuckled and shook his head continuously, "No, no, that pose won’t do. How can a man let a little lady sit on his head? It’s better if I’m on top and you’re below."

Lin Yuan: ...

Soon, the empty streets echoed with someone pleading for mercy.

Although it was the fifteenth of the first month, some officials had entered the palace for a royal banquet, so the streets were mostly filled with common folk. Without the likes of Qiu Yu and Han Yan disturbing them, Lin Yuan’s mood was much more relaxed.

It must be said that the night markets of the Capital city were indeed much busier.

Lin Yuan’s eyes nearly couldn’t keep up, one moment looking here and the next there, with dazzling jewelry and a variety of foods everywhere, even every passing child carrying a small wooden tray selling all kinds of trinkets.

"See, I didn’t lie to you, isn’t the Capital city much more prosperous than Yecheng?" Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow at Lin Yuan, quite smug as he brushed a strand of hair behind his ear, seeing her reaction made the corner of Lin Yuan’s mouth twitch.

"Yes, it’s indeed very busy." Lin Yuan’s eyes shined. Whenever a well-dressed man or woman passed by, it seemed to her like a large, moving pile of gold and silver fluttering in front of her.

Such a bustling Capital city naturally wouldn’t lack wealthy people; even a small wine shop opened by her would undoubtedly earn more than in Zhuma Town.

She couldn’t understand why Xia Zheng, with such great resources at his disposal, chose instead to run off to that remote, shabby place of Zhuma Town. How silly.

Spurred by the moving gold and silver, Lin Yuan momentarily forgot about Xia Zheng’s father forbidding him from doing business.

Despite the crowd, both Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng, one beautiful and the other handsome, stood out even in a crowd due to their distinctive auras.

Especially today, both were dressed in matching shades of purple; Xia Zheng in light purple with a white robe underneath and mutton-fat white jade on his belt looked every bit the dashing young lord.

Lin Yuan wore a white long dress, with delicate light purple flowers embroidered sporadically at the hem, her waist accentuated with a purple sash, looking remarkably beautiful and lively.

Together, they were like a living advertisement of a handsome man and beautiful woman, attracting the attention of many pedestrians.

However, no matter how narcissistic a man or woman may be, upon seeing a rival beside their admired one, they had the sense to stay well clear.

Lin Yuan never cared about the gazes of others, and Xia Zheng never used to either, but today he was extremely happy, thoroughly enjoying and accepting the envious or admiring looks from everyone.

"My woman is naturally the best; you all definitely can’t compete!"

Just as the two joyfully examined the trinkets at a stall, a familiar voice suddenly intruded on their ears, startling them enough to instinctively mask each other’s faces with the masks they held.