Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 77 - 73: I... I’m a maiden, just like your Aunt Zhao...

Chapter 77: Chapter 73: I... I’m a maiden, just like your Aunt Zhao...

"My right foot is really no good. I really did sprain my ankle. It hurts so much..."

As Song Meiqin spoke, she shyly buried her face in Lu Yuan’s shoulder, not daring to look up.

Her voice was as quiet as a mosquito’s buzz.

It was an especially soft and gentle sound.

It was as if Lu Yuan were the Big Bad Wolf, about to give in to his lupine nature and devour this Little Red Riding Hood.

"Can you just shut up... If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll drop you right now!"

Lu Yuan, flustered and angry, snapped with a beet-red face.

Hearing this, Song Meiqin was scared half to death. She immediately hugged Lu Yuan tightly, terrified he would actually drop her.

She quickly said:

"Aiya, aiya, my good man, I’ll stop talking, I really will..."

Lu Yuan: "..."

’Damn it, this is so damn embarrassing!!’

Lu Yuan felt like his face was so red it was about to steam...

They continued in silence.

The atmosphere was so awkward it was becoming unbearable for Lu Yuan. After a tactical cough, he said:

"Um... why did you charge out just now?

You would’ve been perfectly fine if you’d just stayed in the carriage. Why did you have to grab a knife and rush out?"

At the mention of this, Song Meiqin, who had just calmed down, was brought to tears again by Lu Yuan.

Sobbing, she said:

"They killed my Ying’Er..."

’Ying’Er?’

Lu Yuan looked baffled for a moment before hazarding a guess:

"The horse??"

Lying on Lu Yuan’s back, Song Meiqin nodded while sobbing.

"Mhm...

I started raising her when I was twenty. I’ve had her for thirteen years.

Back then, at my in-laws’ home, no one would talk to me. Everyone avoided me.

It was my younger brother who stole a foal from the army barracks and brought her to me to ease my boredom.

Because of that, my brother almost got stripped of his official rank."

Lu Yuan: "..."

Lu Yuan didn’t know how to comfort Song Meiqin.

The horse clearly held a special meaning for her.

Lu Yuan couldn’t bring himself to say something callous like, ’It’s just a horse.’

Before he transmigrated, Lu Yuan had owned cats and dogs.

He could understand how she felt.

In the end, Lu Yuan could only try to change the subject.

"You and your brother seem to have a really good relationship."

’Generally speaking, the wealthier the family, the more distant the relationships between siblings.’

’It has little to do with whether they share the same mother.’

’How many emperors in ancient times sent their own sisters off to political marriages?’

’Heh, there’s a reason so many people like the Ming Dynasty. That stance alone won them a lot of goodwill.’

’Overthrow the Qing, restore the Ming!! Overthrow the Qing, restore the Ming!!’

’Ahem... I’m getting sidetracked...’

’But still, Song Meiqin and her brother really do have a good relationship.’

In response to Lu Yuan’s words, Song Meiqin immediately nodded.

"Mhm~

My brother is the only family I recognize."

After that, the conversation died down. Lu Yuan didn’t know what else to say.

They weren’t far from the zombie now.

Fortunately, the heavens were on their side, and the zombie hadn’t moved at all.

Then again, with half its body gone, what could it do?

In fact, even if Lu Yuan turned back now and left it alone, the thing would have a hard time surviving.

But he couldn’t rest easy. He had to see it for himself.

Another silence fell as they neared the zombie’s hiding place.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan felt his shoulder becoming wet.

He turned his head and saw that Song Meiqin was still buried in his shoulder, crying.

Tears streamed down her face as if they cost nothing.

She just wasn’t making any sound.

It was already cold out, and Lu Yuan had been running the whole time with Song Meiqin on his back.

Song Meiqin’s small face and the tip of her nose were red from the cold. Combined with the tears, she was a pitiful mess.

’What a sad sight.’

Lu Yuan pursed his lips and said:

"Alright, alright, stop crying. I’ll find you a new foal later.

It was a date-red one, right? Aunt Zhao has plenty of horses at her stables. I’ll just find one for you."

But Song Meiqin pouted, saying aggrievedly:

"It’s not the same...

My Ying’Er had a bowl-shaped patch of white fur between her eyebrows."

Right now, Song Meiqin was really acting like a little girl.

Gentle and obedient.

Lu Yuan was speechless.

"If we can’t find one, we’ll breed one for you, how about that?!

We’ll find a white horse and a date-red horse, and sooner or later we’ll breed one for you!"

After Lu Yuan said this, Song Meiqin blinked her pretty eyes, then pressed her lips together to stifle a smile.

Lu Yuan turned to look at Song Meiqin, his face a question mark.

"Have you gone silly...?

Why are you crying one moment and laughing the next?"

But Song Meiqin just hugged Lu Yuan tighter and said softly:

"No wonder Zhao Qiao’Er treasures you so much, treating you like the apple of her eye.

You’re a master at making people mad, but you’re also amazing at coaxing them..."

Lu Yuan pursed his lips.

"When did I make you mad? I just didn’t know what was going on with you earlier."

Soon, Lu Yuan arrived at their destination with Song Meiqin on his back.

It was a small, leeward hill. Lu Yuan set Song Meiqin, who was lost in thought, down on a rock.

Song Meiqin was freezing cold, and on top of that, she’d been crying the whole way. Her face was a mess of tears and snot.

Lu Yuan took a piece of soft paper from his pocket and wiped away her tears.

Then he held the paper to her fine, shapely nose, raised his eyebrows, and said:

"Blow."

Song Meiqin snapped out of her daze and blinked at Lu Yuan. Then, her face flushing, she did as he said and blew her nose hard.

After she blew once, Lu Yuan tossed the paper, took out another piece, and raised his eyebrows.

"Anymore?"

Song Meiqin shook her head, her face red.

"No more."

Lu Yuan didn’t say anything. He just bent down, wiped her nose for her, and frowned.

"Why are you suddenly acting like a little girl?

Scared silly?

Your nose was running into your mouth, and you didn’t even think to wipe it."

Song Meiqin’s face was red, but she said nothing.

Then, after tossing the paper, Lu Yuan started to unbutton his thick cotton coat.

Seeing this, Song Meiqin’s noble face grew increasingly crimson.

By the time Lu Yuan undid the third button, Song Meiqin’s elegant face was so alluringly red it looked as if a drop of blood might emerge.

Song Meiqin was too shy to look at Lu Yuan. Her voice trembled as she stammered:

"N-No... We can’t... Not here... It’s too cold..."

Lu Yuan: "Huh???"

Then, Song Meiqin lowered her head and said in a trembling voice:

"Besides... I... like your Aunt Zhao, I’m still a maiden...

We can’t do it in the middle of nowhere... It’s... it’s not proper..."

Lu Yuan: "Huh-huh-huh????"

Song Meiqin thought Lu Yuan didn’t believe her. Overcome with shyness, she looked up at him and stammered:

"It’s... it’s true...

He was already on his deathbed when we got married. They said it was a marriage to improve his luck...

But he passed away that very night. He was unconscious for two months, and then he was gone..."

Lu Yuan: "Huh-huh-huh-huh???"

Song Meiqin looked shyly at Lu Yuan for a moment before lowering her head again and saying softly:

"If... if you really can’t hold it in... then...

...you can have my feet first..."

THUD.

A cotton coat was tossed into Song Meiqin’s arms.

More accurately, it was thrown at her.

The newly-made white cotton coat was covered in black lines.

It looked like a zebra.

Hugging the coat, Song Meiqin looked up at Lu Yuan, a little dazed.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan glared fiercely at Song Meiqin as he put on his jacket.

"If there’s something wrong with your head, you should find a Physician and get it treated!!"

Song Meiqin looked at Lu Yuan in a daze.

"What... what are you doing..."

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and stared at her.

"We’re here!! That damn zombie is in the cave behind you!!

What do you *think* I’m doing??

Now shut up!!"

With that, Lu Yuan brandished his Celestial Master Sword and charged directly into the cave.

’Damn it!!’

’When I get back, I’m going to give that woman Aunt Zhao a piece of my mind!!’

’Why does she tell outsiders everything?!’

’She makes me sound like some kind of huge pervert!!’

’And this Song Meiqin isn’t a normal person either!!’

’I can’t even get enough of my beautiful wife at home every night, what makes you think I have time for you?!’

’You think you’re the only pretty one around?!’

’Offering me her feet!!’

’I haven’t even had my fill of nibbling on that big snake tail every night!!’

Outside, Song Meiqin came to her senses. Looking at the cotton coat in her hands, she said in a panic:

"I don’t want it! You should wear this Magical Robe."

Zhao Qiao’Er had told Song Meiqin everything, even what Lu Yuan and Su Liyan did every night.

Naturally, she had also mentioned the Ink Pot that had been passed down in Lu Yuan’s family.

The black lines on the cotton coat were clearly made by the Ink Pot.

Song Meiqin knew what it was for.

Song Meiqin also knew this was a kind gesture from Lu Yuan, but he was about to fight that zombie. How could he leave something like this with her?

But Lu Yuan, who had already entered the cave, gritted his teeth and shouted back without turning his head:

"Enough of your nonsense! I told you to wear it, so wear it! If you keep blabbering, I’ll slap you across the face!!"

As he spoke, Lu Yuan stormed angrily deeper into the cave.

’You damn zombie, today’s your unlucky day.’

’I’m going to chop you into eighty-eight pieces!’