By a twist of fate, the illegitimate son of the Marquis's family marries the county princess.

After having lunch at the Princess's residence, Wen Zongji and Pei Rujing played mahjong with Pei Rujing and the others for an hour before returning to the Marquis's residence.

Next, Wen Chuanhong and his son Wen Zongren visited the homes of their friends to offer New Year's greetings, and many people also came to the Marquis's residence to pay their respects.

All of this had nothing to do with Wen Zongji. He hadn't passed the imperial examination yet, and it wasn't time for him to be distracted by such trivial matters.

After the New Year, Wen Zongji returned to his secluded studies.

That day, Wen Zongji returned to the main room to have dinner with Pei Rujing. As soon as he entered the room, he met Pei Rujing's bright, shining eyes.

Pei Rujing dashed up to him, holding the manuscript of the storybook Wen Zongji had given her, and asked urgently, "What happens next?"

Wen Zongji asked knowingly, "What's behind?"

Pei Rujing glared at him: "You haven't finished writing your story yet, I want to see what happens next."

Pei Rujing had been busy with other things and hadn't had time to read the storybooks until after she returned to her parents' home.

After reading the entire manuscript, she remembered that Wen Zongji had told her before that the story was not yet finished.

Pei Rujing has truly experienced the pain of not updating her work.

It's just that Pei Rujing didn't experience the later generations, otherwise she would have definitely cursed Wen Zongji as a jerk who never updates his work.

Wen Zongji shrugged: "That's all."

Pei Rujing was taken aback: "What's gone?"

"Writing a story requires inspiration, and I don't have any inspiration right now."

Pei Rujing's eyes lost their light: "Then what am I supposed to look at?"

Wen Zongji coughed lightly: "But then again, not having inspiration now doesn't mean you won't have inspiration in the future."

Pei Rujing immediately asked, "Then how do you get inspiration?"

"Simple!" Wen Zongji had been waiting for her to ask: "When I'm in a good mood, inspiration naturally comes."

Pei Rujing: "..."

His previously eager gaze instantly turned fierce: "Are you deliberately playing me?!"

Even if she were slow to realize it, she could tell that Wen Zongji was deliberately manipulating her.

Wen Zongji remained unfazed: "It seems the county princess isn't particularly interested in reading the rest of the story."

The county magistrate, already scratching her head in curiosity, was speechless.

Pei Rujing yelled and shook Wen Zongji violently: "Give me the rest of the storybook right now!"

Wen Zongji was dizzy from being shaken: "I really didn't write it."

He really didn't write it down, after all, the county magistrate is capable of doing something like forcibly seizing something.

Pei Rujing paused: "You really didn't write it?"

"If the county princess doesn't believe me, she can go and look in the study."

"Then write it now."

"But I have no inspiration."

We've gone in circles and come right back to where we started.

Pei Rujing took a deep breath; for the sake of the storybook, she endured it.

Once she gets all the storybooks, then... hehe!

After mentally clenching her teeth for a moment, Pei Rujing smiled at Wen Zongji, smoothed out his wrinkled clothes, and said sweetly, "Husband~".

Wen Zongji squinted, feeling relieved.

Pulling Wen Zongji to sit down, Pei Rujing diligently served him food, saying, "Husband, you must be tired from studying, eat more."

The women inside, including Granny Feng, were stunned.

They watched as Pei Rujing went from being furious to being docile and dependent, and couldn't help but admire Wen Zongji greatly.

To be able to manipulate the county princess so well, he truly deserves to be called a son-in-law.

Wen Zongji readily accepted the county magistrate's flattery. After finishing his dinner, Wen Zongji stood up and said, "I'll go back now and write a story for the county magistrate."

After Wen Zongji left, Pei Rujing immediately threw down her chopsticks, gritting her teeth and saying, "Just wait and see how I deal with you later!"

Qinghe and the others couldn't help but shiver.

I almost forgot that the county princess is very vengeful.

Let us mourn for the son-in-law.

An hour later, Changdong brought over several manuscripts and said respectfully, "Princess, the young master said these are today's manuscripts."

Pei Rujing's heart skipped a beat, a sudden sense of foreboding washing over her: "Today's?"

"Indeed, the young master said that he would be sending manuscripts to the county princess every day from now on."

click-

Pei Rujing's heart was broken.

"Wen Zongji!"

If Wen Zongji were here, Pei Rujing would definitely be so angry that she would bite him.

Changdong dared not look up, still respectfully holding the manuscript of the storybook.

Pei Rujing: "Qinghe!"

Qinghe immediately took the few pages of the manuscript.

Chang Dong quickly retreated.

terrible!

I don't know how the young master can stand it.

After one incense stick

Wen Zongji deliberately timed his return to the main house, first taking a bath in the bathroom to change his undergarments before entering the inner room.

Pei Rujing was already lying in bed with the manuscript pages beside her pillow, indicating that she had already finished reading it.

When she saw Wen Zongji come in, Pei Rujing deliberately turned over and refused to look at him.

Wen Zongji smiled, lifted the blanket, and lay down.

Noticing his arrival, Pei Rujing deliberately moved to the side without saying a word, but continued to express her dissatisfaction with Wen Zongji.

Wen Zongji naturally wouldn't let her go to sleep angry.

Wen Zongji moved closer and hugged Pei Rujing from behind, asking, "Are you angry?"

Pei Rujing snorted coldly.

Wen Zongji said softly, "As you know, I stayed up for several nights in a row to finish writing those manuscripts for the county princess. I also have to prepare for the imperial examination, so I really don't have time."

Pei Rujing was still furious: "You did this on purpose!"

Wen Zongji readily admitted, "It was indeed intentional."

"you!"

Pei Rujing turned to look at him angrily, her eyes blazing with fury: "You dare admit it!"

"I enjoy my wife's flattery, what's wrong with admitting that?"

Wen Zongji hugged her tightly, the two pressed together, his eyes upturned, his tone ambiguous: "It's only fair to reciprocate, I'll also try to please the county princess."

After saying that, Wen Zongji's kiss landed on Pei Rujing's neck.

Pei Rujing's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment all her emotions vanished.

The curtains fell, and the candlelight cast flickering shadows on the floor.

The room was silent except for the sounds of panting and the two figures on the bed that seemed to be one.

……

The next day, Wen Zongji got up as usual.

Thinking about everything that happened last night, I gave a bitter laugh.

He really asked for trouble.

The young wife felt better, but the poor man suffered through another night.

Wen Zongji's previous idea was to squeeze out some time each day to finish writing the remaining stories for Pei Rujing as soon as possible.

However, after accompanying Pei Rujing on her return visit to her parents' home, Wen Zongji changed his mind.

He will definitely consummate his marriage with Pei Rujing this year, and it is very likely that it will happen after the imperial examination.

After the imperial examination, he no longer had an excuse to procrastinate in the study.

The eldest princess was always keeping an eye on his and Pei Rujing's situation.

He was, after all, a person from later generations. Since he had to consummate his marriage with his young wife, he should at least let there be some affection between them.

The young wife did not object to consummating the marriage because they had gotten married.

But he still hoped that she would do it willingly when the time came.

In this way, they have to cultivate a relationship.

However, Wen Zongji was at his busiest before the imperial examination and had no time to cultivate a relationship with his young wife.

Yesterday, Pei Rujing asked him for the sequel to the storybook, and Wen Zongji came up with this idea.

The story was changed to be updated daily, so that the two would have more opportunities to communicate.

But his young wife had a bad temper, so he couldn't just tease her all the time. He had to soothe her at night, which was also to prepare for their future consummation of the marriage, so as not to frighten her.

Everything went smoothly, but it was tough on Wen Zongji.

The meat was right in front of my mouth, but I could only savor its aroma and couldn't actually eat it.

This feeling is absolutely torture!

I can only calm my mind by practicing the health-preserving boxing a few times.

On the other hand, Pei Rujing woke up feeling refreshed. The moment she regained consciousness, the entire process of Wen Zongji "pleasing" her last night flooded into her mind.

Pei Rujing was like a ripe crab, silently pulling the blanket over her head, too shy to see anyone.