I Picked Up a High-Maintenance Mistress for Famine-Fleeing and Farming 87

Chapter 87: Another Wedding

Tonight, Muchun and Liu Yunhe relocated. . Where the bed was, the person was. There was no way to wait until the day after tomorrow to get married and stay in the “new room.”

Two small wooden doors were installed at the entrance of the cave, with slightly thicker logs as a support. Although it was not completely connected to the stone wall of the cave, there were no obvious gaps.

Although it still couldn’t stop wolves and tigers, at least it could make a sound and be a warning.

Liu Yunhe’s bed curtains could finally be lifted and hung on both sides of the frame, without being stuffy in a small space all day. And above, there was the “ding-dong” sound of flowing water, unhurried, like the beating of a musical instrument.

Tonight’s moon was big and round, hanging high, illuminating everything below clearly. The green plants were covered in a silver gauze, looking graceful.

Candles were lit in the “new home.” These were not many, and usually, no matter who used them, they were very frugal.

Liu Yunhe was wearing an off-white printed blouse, with a tender pink embroidered dudou inside, and a blue-purple, full-pleated skirt underneath, her fair and lustrous jade feet exposed.

There was still a faint dampness on her body from the bath just now. Muchun looked at the beauty in the candlelight.

Her clothes were casually draped, and the brightly colored dudou was so openly exposed. The thin strings rested on her exquisite collarbone, as if they could not bear the weight of the dudou, and could be pulled off with a casual tug, giving someone a great feast for the eyes.

The soft and smooth fabric was stretched a little short, unable to cover her willow-like slender waist, revealing her alluring curves in full view.

With her own space, Liu Yunhe was very relaxed. She tilted her head and groomed her dark, thick, long hair.

She separated her hair with her fingers, then casually and loosely tied it into a low bun. Many strands of hair fell around, making her look much more charming and seductive.

After wringing her long hair dry, Muchun wrapped it in a blue cloth on top of her head. She looked at the newly installed door and felt that it was fine even if the bed curtains were not let down. At least there would be some light.

She moved a wooden stump in front of the bed, placed the candlestick on it to provide light, then took off her straw sandals and got on the bed.

After a while, Liu Yunhe asked, “Why didn’t you blow out the lamp?”

“I don’t want to,” she said, her eyes still on the other’s exposed beautiful legs.

After taking off her outer skirt, the light blouse could not cover her long, well-proportioned legs at all.

Liu Yunhe turned her head and glanced at her. Meeting her somewhat meaningful gaze, she retreated and turned back to lie down, gently closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep.

But the blanket she had just covered herself with was pulled off, and a hand roamed back and forth on her smooth thigh, as light as a few ants crawling, making Liu Yunhe’s heart tingle. She lightly bit her lower lip.

Liu Yunhe closed her eyes, her long lashes moving slightly. She seemed to be able to feel her taking off her clothes, and then a warm body pressed against her from behind.

Before her cheeks could flush with a captivating charm, a familiar hand lifted the pink garment. Liu Yunhe felt as if she were being cradled in her palm—now loose, now tight, occasionally rubbing against the rough fabric.

She could no longer pretend to be asleep. She could only open her slightly moist eyes, turn her head, and bite the new pillow, not letting herself make any ambiguous sounds.

Muchun pulled off her cumbersome blouse and threw it at the foot of the bed. She lifted her left leg and hung it over her own. She suddenly found that her little pants today had a different kind of charm.

They were tied with ribbons on both sides, and there was a complex embroidery in the middle, blooming layer by layer, which was very different from her usual shorts.

Muchun slowly pressed on the passionately blooming pattern…!

“This is pretty. Where did you get it?” she asked, her pressing getting faster and faster.

“Mm… Jiang Xirou gave it to me. I saw… I saw this was quite practical, so I put it on,” she said. When she had put it on, she had only thought of it as ordinary shorts. Who knew that after it was soaked, the pattern would be exceptionally obvious?

The candlelight was dim, yellow, and soft, dyeing her milky-white, lustrous skin a honey color, like a delicious pastry that made one want to take a bite.

The soft, broken whimpers made Muchun’s eyes full of affection as she kissed her on her fragile and beautiful neck, one by one. She even propped herself up with her arms and lifted half her body to continue kissing downwards.

The small, embroidered fabric beneath her was even pulled off by her and held in her hand, and she gently kneaded it on Liu Yunhe’s incomparably delicate… sensitive and tingling nerves.

“Is it the same as yours?” she asked, her long fingers hooking her wife’s small chin, teasing.

Liu Yunhe’s half-opened eyes, which held a galaxy, were filled with a helpless and unbearable expression, which was even more colorful. She was even more delicate and beautiful than the blooming wild flowers outside.

She was so shy that she reached for Muchun’s fingers, wanting to take a bite, but was kissed instead, and her dissatisfaction was swallowed into her mouth.

But her other hand was not gentle at all…!

Slowly, her arm passed through her soft, slender waist, and she held her tightly, preventing her from dodging backwards.

The beauty, unable to escape, her body became moist. Tired of twisting, she tilted her head back and rested on Muchun’s shoulder and neck, and could clearly feel the shape of her collarbone.

Her charming and seductive tone made her throat dry, and the corners of her eyes were red, looking particularly pitiful…!

She tilted her head and looked at this “beast in fine clothes,” wanting to pull off her headscarf. What’s the point of pretending to be a gentle scholar? All you know is how to bully me.

Seeing her dazed, Muchun, taking advantage of the moisture, slid in…!

For a moment, the ambiguous sound of water was clearly audible in the space, and the delicate pleas for mercy rose and fell.

Afterwards, the beauty, whose whole body was limp, was making a fuss about moving back. Muchun remembered the gold ring and quickly took it out to coax her.

“Look at this. I got it from old man Zhang today. Try it on and let me see,” Muchun said with a fawning expression, and took Liu Yunhe’s slender fingers.

“I can’t wear this. It’s too big. I don’t think it was prepared for anyone in particular,” Liu Yunhe said, looking at the leaf-shaped gold ring and picking fault unhappily.

“It’s a little big, but it will be fine if you tighten it a little. Look,” she said, and carefully bent the gold ring to make the opening much smaller.

This ring was also big for her to wear. She suspected that Zhang Tiesheng had simply taken a liking to this piece of gold.

“I have to say, it’s quite pretty. It almost wraps around twice,” Liu Yunhe said, and held her hand up to the candlelight. Looking at the glittering gold ring, it was probably newly made a few years ago and looked very bright.

The edges were serrated, but they were polished very smoothly and would not hurt her hand. There were also clear willow leaf patterns on it, which was very fitting for her to wear.

“Alright then. For the sake of the thing, I’ll stay for now. But you have to be restrained,” Liu Yunhe said, pouting her red lips and warning.

“I’m not being too outrageous, am I?” Muchun asked. Haven’t I been vegetarian enough? It’s not like this has happened many times.

“Mm… although… but you… hmph,” she couldn’t say it. Anyway, it was outrageous.

On the first day of moving, they had consummated their marriage ahead of time.

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Three days later, the villagers all received the news that the Zhang family was going to have a wedding. They all put down their work and prepared to go to the Zhang family’s to watch the fun.

Some brought wild fruits, some brought wild eggs, some brought vegetables, and some went to fish. In short, the wedding gifts were of all sorts, only what Zhang Tiesheng couldn’t think of, not what the Zhang family couldn’t receive.

The wedding banquet was held at the Zhang family’s. Muchun had no intention of letting the villagers into her own courtyard. The Zhang family’s was the most suitable place.

The wedding banquet was very simple. Two large dishes, braised pork with potatoes, and a stew of mixed fish and tofu. Although they were home-cooked dishes, with plenty of meat, they were good dishes.

They were paired with four home-cooked small green vegetables, meaning six sixes, for good luck.

“Yo, we have meat to eat again. The village head is really capable. Muchun, tell us, where did you get this meat?” the third son of the Qingshan family asked, looking at the glossy large dish. He thought to himself, I should ask around about Muchun’s connections. I don’t believe that only Zhang Muchun can get meat to eat. I’m no worse than anyone else. If I try, I might also succeed.

“Hehe, your mouth is still not shut even when you’re eating. If you’re so capable, you can go and jump over the city wall in the middle of the night. Maybe you can also have a taste. But if you’re unlucky and get caught, no one will go and save you,” Guan Yue couldn’t help but retort.

“Third boy, just eat yours. It’s not easy for Muchun to get some meat. Don’t waste her kindness,” the old village head said, siding with Muchun.

The third son of the Qingshan family was just talking big. He didn’t dare to do it for real. He pouted and said no more, but his eyes were shining as he looked at the meat dish that Muchun had gotten.

“The bride is here! Hurry up and look at the bride,” some auntie shouted, and everyone’s gaze moved from the dishes to the few girls in red clothes, looking at them with curiosity.