Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!-Chapter 252 - 190: Are You a Dog?!

Within the bright red quilt, the newlyweds still had their arms entwined.

Shen Jingxian woke up to find Wen Ranchen not only already awake, but also lying on his side watching her, his eyes wide open. Brother, what time did you wake up? Has he been watching her all this time? Did she drool in her sleep or have any eye crust?

Oh, well, we’re married now, who cares.

Everyone has eye crust; it’s no big deal. Only a fairy wouldn’t have any.

Shen Jingxian deliberately glanced at the corners of Wen Ranchen’s eyes.

Darn it!

Wen Ranchen actually had no eye crust!

Wen Ranchen was charmed by Shen Jingxian’s adorable expression and couldn’t help but plant a kiss on her lips, filled with tenderness rather than aggression.

After a night of passion, the young man had transformed into a man, balancing the fear of hurting Shen Jingxian with the desire to "tease" the person in his arms again.

Shen Jingxian recalled the events of the previous day, blushing deeply.

One must admit, young people might lack technique but possess the energy and passion to explore.

Wen Ranchen was now like a puppy tasting meat for the first time, clinging tightly to Shen Jingxian.

However, today is the first day of their marriage, and they need to enter the palace to serve tea to the elders.

Wen Ranchen stroked Shen Jingxian’s hair and, as she swatted his hand away and closed her beautiful eyes again, he softly said, "Dear, it’s time to get up."

Shen Jingxian ignored him.

"Darling, if you don’t speak, I’ll dress you myself."

Shen Jingxian opened her eyes and gently spat at him.

Wen Ranchen started to giggle foolishly.

His wife was beautiful, her smile enchanting, and even her anger was lovely.

Of course, Shen Jingxian didn’t let Wen Ranchen dress her. Don’t ask why—it’s all about dignity.

Shen Jingxian dressed herself to the side, while Wen Ranchen watched intently, observing the unique aspects of women’s clothing to avoid the same mistake of not being able to untie the buttons.

Shen Jingxian washed her face, with Wen Ranchen watching attentively.

He wanted to smell her fragrant ointment and examine the tooth powder.

He had never paid such attention to someone before; he wanted to know everything about Shen Jingxian.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Shen Jingxian was doing her makeup, while Wen Ranchen wanted to step forward and help with her eyebrows. He often read in books that a husband should help his wife with her eyebrows, as it represents a harmonious marriage!

Shen Jingxian finally couldn’t resist and glanced at Wen Ranchen, "Why are you... Don’t make trouble, otherwise Father and Mother will be waiting!"

Originally, Shen Jingxian wanted to say he was like a dog, but seeing the servants in the room and considering Wen Ranchen’s dignity as a General, she decided to hold back.

Shen Jingxian’s dowry included regular palace maids and special maids, the most special being the Maid Team.

Initially, they felt Wen Ranchen was unworthy of their Princess, but seeing the grand General’s clumsy demeanor this morning, they suddenly felt at ease.

The Princess seemed to have married the right person.

When Shen Jingxian was ready to leave, her legs felt weak, almost causing her to stumble.

Wen Ranchen quickly supported her and, before she could say anything, said, "Dear, be careful! The threshold of the residence is too high. I’ll have someone lower it later!"

Her words were swallowed back.

It’s the threshold that’s too high?

Clearly, it’s you, you rascal! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The more Shen Jingxian thought about it, the angrier she got, and she glared at him.

Unexpectedly, this glare did not scare Wen Ranchen but even made his face turn red.

Helpless.

Seeing Shen Jingxian was uncomfortable, Wen Ranchen deliberately walked slowly so she wouldn’t feel too miserable.

It took some time for the two to reach the palace. Knowing Shen Jingxian was sleep-deprived, Wen Ranchen let her rest her head on his shoulder.

When they arrived at the palace, the Empress and Emperor were already seated.

Knowing their daughter well, they immediately saw she was tired, but fortunately, they had prepared very soft cushions for her to kneel on while serving tea, ensuring she would be comfortable.

The newlyweds were busy. Wen Ranchen had become the Prince Consort and, having volunteered to marry into the family, he needed to open the ancestral hall to have his name inscribed next to Shen Jingxian’s.

From today on, Wen Ranchen would be Shen Jingxian’s man.

Usually pampered, Shen Jingxian stayed by Wen Ranchen’s side, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty, regretting his recklessness during their wedding night.

Before leaving, Wen Ranchen whispered something to the Empress, and Shen Jingxian assumed the Empress was advising him, so she stayed back yawning.

In the evening, after a relaxing hot bath, Wen Ranchen took out a porcelain bottle and whispered in Shen Jingxian’s ear.

Their faces turned red.

Seeing Shen Jingxian remaining still, Wen Ranchen pleaded, "Try it, it might help?"

Shen Jingxian nodded lightly.

She was surprised to find such things available in these times for relieving discomfort.

Wen Ranchen asked if she needed help applying the ointment, only to be directed by Shen Jingxian, with a stern face, to have the Maid Team throw him out of the room.

Wen Ranchen stood outside, feeling the chill of the wind, utterly aggrieved.

He truly just wanted to help, without any ulterior motives, but why doesn’t his wife believe him?

During the first three days of the marriage, Wen Ranchen didn’t have to attend court, sticking to Shen Jingxian like glue, their relationship sweet and harmonious.

From the time Wen Ranchen started preparing for the wedding, he was eager to paint a portrait of Shen Jingxian. But now that he’s married her and can paint at will, he finds no time to visit the study.

Standing outside the study, Wen Ranchen pondered.

It’s best to etch her entire spirit in his heart before putting brush to paper.

Having convinced himself, he clung to Shen Jingxian with even more enthusiasm.

One day, Shen Jingxian appeared serious.

Wen Ranchen, by her side, was as intimidated as a husky.

Shen Jingxian deliberated for a while before speaking seriously, "Husband, do you know I’m only 16?"

Wen Ranchen, recalling the years the Princess spent in a coma, felt guilty.

"Dear, I’m sorry." The first rule of marriage survival: if the wife is unhappy, immediately admit fault!

"I’m not in the best health. If I get pregnant..."

"I’ll take medicine."

Before Shen Jingxian could finish, Wen Ranchen interrupted.

During this time, there were ways for men to take birth control, although it took a toll, just like the contraceptive herbs women took.

Such measures were usually reserved for male consorts and gigolos.

Shen Jingxian originally intended to say she would take the herbs herself, but Wen Ranchen had spoken first.

Wen Ranchen seemed unfazed. To him, Shen Jingxian’s health was paramount, and he didn’t want to endure another painful experience like the past.

"I’m healthy, let me take it. Your health is the priority."

Shen Jingxian was momentarily speechless.

She leaned in closer, kissed the corner of Wen Ranchen’s mouth, and softly said, "Thank you, my husband."

Wen Ranchen’s eyes reddened.

After a moment, the tender atmosphere shifted to...

"Wen Ranchen, are you a dog?!! Stop biting me!!"