A Good Country Wife

Zhao Erhu struggled for a long time but still voiced his thoughts. Although he disliked Jiang Ziqi for ’certain reasons,’ he couldn’t deny that Jiang Ziqi treated his wife exceptionally well. With him looking after his wife, her safety surely wouldn’t be an issue. Yet, the idea of entrusting his wife to him made Zhao Erhu feel uncomfortable. If he could think of any other way, he would have never suggested it, even though he knew Jiang Ziqi was a gentleman and his wife would never do anything to betray him. But no matter how uncomfortable he felt, millions of reluctances couldn’t outweigh his wife’s safety. Zhao Erhu’s greatest strength was his ability to prioritize what was most important to him.

Lin Yue looked up in surprise when she heard Zhao Erhu’s words. When had this old man become so generous? Her gaze was filled with doubt, "Eh? Are you serious? You really want me to go to the Capital City and let Brother Jiang take care of me? Didn’t you always get jealous of him before? How come you’re so generous now?"

Zhao Erhu was already reluctant, and seeing his little wife looking at him with a touch of teasing and jest, he felt a bit annoyed and couldn’t help but let a trace of sourness seep into his words, "What now? You seem pretty eager, don’t you? Calling him ’Brother Jiang’ so affectionately, anyone who didn’t know better would think he was your own brother."

"I knew there was something off about you changing your ways; it didn’t take long for you to show your true colors," Lin Yue remarked, sniffing around him, "tsk, tsk, it’s like you’ve knocked over several jars of vinegar." She poked Zhao Erhu’s chest, "Big man, is it really necessary to be like this? It wasn’t me who brought it up; you were the one who mentioned it first. Now you’re getting jealous, isn’t that contradictory?"

Zhao Erhu knew his wife was just joking with him, but he really wasn’t in the mood for jokes. He toned down the sourness in his voice, speaking seriously, "Wife, I was just teasing you before. I trust Brother Jiang’s character, so I’ll send you to the Capital City before I leave. Otherwise, I just can’t sit easy leaving you home alone."

Seeing that Zhao Erhu was serious, Lin Yue stopped joking and replied in earnest, "Then I’ll stop joking too. I won’t go to the Capital City."

"Why? Is it because of Miss Chen and Miss Zhang? You don’t need to worry about that. The Princely Heir of Marquis of Zhenbei has a manor on the outskirts of the Capital City. You don’t have to stay in the city. You can live in his manor, so you won’t have to interact with them. Just live there peacefully for two months, and when I get back, I’ll pick you up and we’ll go home together. How about that?" Zhao Erhu tried to persuade Lin Yue. He wasn’t aware of some things that had happened in the Imperial Palace, so while he didn’t feel much attachment to the Capital City, he also didn’t have an aversion to it.

Without a second thought, Lin Yue shook her head, "No way. I’ll just stay comfortably at home; I don’t want to go to the Capital City. If it were peaceful there, Brother Jiang wouldn’t have rushed us to leave last time without a second thought. He was afraid we’d get involved in trouble. Now that we’ve managed to stay out of it, there’s no reason for us to go jumping back in."