Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 543 - 542: Taking Them by Surprise

"Cousin, excessive modesty is hypocrisy, you know?"

"Cousin, your flawed logic outnumbers your sound reasoning."

Lin Wanwan huffed and said, "How is this flawed logic? You always claim you’re just scratching the surface, so what have I learned?"

Xiao Chong’s voice suddenly turned serious: "What my cousin has learned is true benevolence, whether it’s the Salt Drying Method or weaving techniques, they benefit countless people, while I’m far behind."

"Not at all, I’m not that impressive either."

Lin Wanwan felt a bit embarrassed by the compliment; it wasn’t her own ability, but rather standing on the shoulders of giants, benefiting from a millennium of accumulated wisdom.

She turned over and sat up, stretching lazily as she looked around and said, "It’s still so lively over there on the shore. It’s the Lantern Festival night; is everyone staying up all night?"

Xiao Chong also sat up and magically produced a bottle of wine from the cabin, took a swig, and said casually, "The Lantern Festival is only once a year, how could one bear to sleep?"

Lin Wanwan turned her head to look at Xiao Chong in amazement, "Cousin, how many things do you have on the ship? There’s even wine! What kind of wine is this?"

Xiao Chong laughed, "The two bottles of sake you gifted me before New Year’s."

Lin Wanwan was shocked, "Such delicious wine, you managed to hold off drinking it and saved it until now?"

Xiao Chong said, "Even good wine needs to be enjoyed on auspicious occasions."

This wine Lin Wanwan had ordered from Jie Yuting long ago, but it took him over a month to provide just a small jar, less than two pounds.

Once Lin Wanwan received it, she divided it into two bottles as New Year’s gifts, giving them to the wine-loving Xiao Chong, and unexpectedly, he saved them until now.

"Do you have any cups? I want to have some too." Lin Wanwan wasn’t very interested in other wines, but the ones brewed by Jie Yuting had a unique taste. She had tried it twice and found it very memorable.

Now smelling the fragrance of the wine, her cravings were immediately stirred.

Xiao Chong seemed well-prepared; he reached out and brought out another bottle of wine, handing it to Lin Wanwan, saying, "Let’s toast to the beautiful scenery tonight."

Lin Wanwan removed the bottle cap and laughed, "Cheers!"

After drinking two sips, Lin Wanwan suggested, "Cousin, we can’t have wine without poetry. Let’s have a poetry duel, shall we? The loser tells an embarrassing story."

Xiao Chong naturally agreed, "Alright."

Lin Wanwan wasn’t afraid of Xiao Chong, although he was very talented, she had the "Three Hundred Tang Poems"! How could she lose?

To be unbeatable in the drinking game, Lin Wanwan had memorized the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" after her recent time travel, confidently well-read!

As it turned out, their competition was indeed back-and-forth.

Though Lin Wanwan relied on the "Three Hundred Tang Poems," her reaction speed wasn’t quick enough to defeat him.

The quick wit of ancient people is not to be underestimated!

After several rounds, Lin Wanwan became somewhat tipsy, greatly hindering her plan of overwhelming him.

Xiao Chong won again and suddenly threw out a question: "Cousin, did you really have a fiancé? What’s his surname, given name, and family background?"

Unprepared and somewhat drunk, Lin Wanwan didn’t react: "My fiancé, what fiancé?"

"Hmm?"

Xiao Chong turned his head to look at her sharply, his deep and unfathomable eyes almost impossible to resist.

"Oh... fiancé... this..."

Lin Wanwan snapped back to reality, only feeling panic rising in her heart.

It’s a disaster, she didn’t think it through. Xiao Chong is too cunning, amidst childhood embarrassing stories suddenly throwing in such a slip!

This was clearly using interrogation tactics on Lin Wanwan, how could she be prepared!

Xiao Chong stared at Lin Wanwan’s guilty expression under the moonlight, a slight smile gradually crept up from the corner of his mouth to his eyes, whispered lightly: "Wanwan~"

"Ah?"

"I’ve said it before, you can remain silent, but don’t deceive me."

"I, I didn’t deceive you."

"Really?"

Xiao Chong’s eyes showed intense, undisguised emotion, reflecting Lin Wanwan’s stunned face, coming closer... and...

"I don’t believe you."

The surroundings suddenly became warm, even the cloak couldn’t stay on.

The night breeze blew past Lin Wanwan’s ear, and a sudden strong drumbeat resounded, her breath hitched, suddenly realizing it was her own heartbeat.

She wanted to turn her head or get up, but her whole body felt frozen, unable to move, with dizziness overwhelming her, Xiao Chong’s face seemed to enlarge in her eyes.

Xiao Chong’s hot breath was on her face, and in the next moment, a sigh fell on her ear, his lips finally touched hers.

A string seemed to snap in her mind, and it was momentarily blank, unable to think.

He embraced her, deeply and forcefully held her, their lips and teeth entwined, carrying an indescribable hint of wine and sweetness.

Dizziness flooded her mind, making Lin Wanwan breathless.

After a long time, Xiao Chong finally lifted his head, looking at Lin Wanwan, whose gaze was still hazy and seemed confused.

Looking at her, Xiao Chong suddenly smiled brightly, like the blooming of spring flowers: "Wanwan, come back to your senses!"

Lin Wanwan suddenly pushed him away, raised her hand to wipe her mouth, her face turning bright red, lowering her head, her mind in chaos.

"Cousin, you!"

"Cousin, I was rude, but I don’t regret it."

Xiao Chong didn’t provoke Lin Wanwan further, straightened up, walked to the ship’s stern, and started rowing, the boat slowly moving, crushing the starlight.

Actually, Xiao Chong could sense Lin Wanwan’s retreat; maybe the secrets she buried made her afraid, but he wasn’t afraid.

Everything tonight happened step by step as he planned, that’s what he wanted.

Originally, it shouldn’t have been so rushed, but somehow, he had a feeling that if he delayed further, he might miss the opportunity.

Lin Wanwan looked up at Xiao Chong’s tall figure in the night, her face puzzled.

By the time Xiao Chong helped her ashore and escorted her home, Lin Wanwan was still in a daze.

"Cousin, I’ll arrange the betrothal matters soon." Xiao Chong smiled lightly as he left, "I’ll surely take responsibility for tonight’s events."

"Ah?" Lin Wanwan’s mind grew even more chaotic, "There’s no need..."

Betrothal?

That’s so fast!

The pace of ancient people is hard to keep up with!

That night, lying in bed, Lin Wanwan tossed and turned sleeplessly, she admitted she was indeed fond of Xiao Chong, but marrying him... made her nervous.

She felt she couldn’t handle Xiao Chong’s family; her comfort zone was Mao County, far from the Emperor, not Chang’an.

Is it necessary to face so many big shots for Xiao Chong...

At this moment, Lin Wanwan’s thoughts particularly reflected a kind of aloof mindset that might seem dubious; in her perspective, the best distance with Xiao Chong is just to date without marrying!

If Xiao Chong knew her thoughts, he might be infuriated enough to spit blood.

The current Great Tang is not yet the time for princesses to keep paramours, Xiao Chong hasn’t envisaged it.

There are indeed women in this world who need no male responsibility, only wishing for carefree romance.