Martial Arts Crossover: My master tricked Huang Rong into becoming my wife!

The next morning.

Chen Yanzhou was awakened by the heat.

It felt like holding a small, warm stove in my arms, a soft, cozy bundle.

He moved his slightly numb left arm and looked down to see Huang Rong clinging to him like an octopus.

One leg was casually draped over his thigh, her head resting on his arm, her usually sharp-tongued little mouth was slightly pouting, and she was breathing heavily, fast asleep.

After being nourished by the ointment, although the bruises around her eyes hadn't completely disappeared, the swelling had subsided considerably. Now she didn't look like a panda, but rather like a little kitten that had been bullied.

This girl is quite well-behaved when she's asleep, and she doesn't seem so annoying.

Chen Yanzhou's lips unconsciously curled up, and he raised his right hand, gently poking that fair and tender cheek with his fingertip.

It feels smooth to the touch, like a freshly peeled egg.

"Well……"

Huang Rong wrinkled her nose and let out a soft hum, seemingly annoyed at being disturbed. She rubbed her head against his chest, found a more comfortable position, and snuggled even closer into his embrace.

The warm breath sprayed through his thin undergarment onto his chest, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

Chen Yanzhou stiffened slightly, then sighed helplessly. His hand, which had been meant to wake her, froze in mid-air, and he simply placed it lightly on her shoulder.

The faint sounds of Zhao Da chopping firewood and Wangcai chasing and playing could be heard outside.

Chen Yanzhou lay there quietly, listening to the breathing of the person in his arms, and felt that this dilapidated storage room was even more comfortable than the top-class room in Juxianlou.

After an unknown amount of time, the person in my arms finally stirred.

Huang Rong's long eyelashes trembled, and she groggily opened her eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is Chen Yanzhou's face, and those smiling eyes.

Her mind was still a little dazed, and she blinked unconsciously.

"Awake?" Chen Yanzhou's voice was a little hoarse.

Huang Rong rubbed her eyes, yawned widely, and lay there listlessly, as if she had no bones: "What time is it?"

Chen Yanzhou said calmly, "It's already the end of Chen Shi (7-9 AM)."

"What?!"

Huang Rong suddenly sat up, her sleepiness instantly dissipating. She turned to look out the window, and sure enough, the sun was already high in the sky.

"It's so late? Why didn't you wake me up?" Huang Rong was a little annoyed and hurriedly tried to get up.

As she spoke, she reached for the clothes on the headboard.

Chen Yanzhou coughed lightly, his tone a little unnatural: "I just woke up too, can't I stay in bed a little longer?"

"Stay in bed?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong paused in her act of dressing, narrowed her eyes, and stopped dressing. She leaned back and rested herself against Chen Yanzhou's chest.

"Oh my, even Chief Chen sleeps in?"

Huang Rong tilted her head back to look at him upside down. From this angle, Chen Yanzhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his eyes darted around.

A sly smile played on her lips as she said, "I think you're up to something else entirely? You wouldn't happen to be...."

Chen Yanzhou looked away, pushed her aside, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get up quickly, we still have a long way to go!"

After saying that, he quickly got out of bed and prepared to get dressed.

Huang Rong was pushed away, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she smiled and watched his somewhat flustered back.

She slowly sat up, straightened her slightly disheveled inner garment, and her gaze fell on Chen Yanzhou's profile.

"what?"

Huang Rong seemed to have discovered a new continent. She jumped off the bed barefoot, took a few steps to Chen Yanzhou, and tilted her head to look at his face.

Why are you blushing?

Chen Yanzhou paused in fastening his belt, then tightened it further, saying without looking up, "It's stuffy and hot inside."

"Hot?" Huang Rong glanced at the drafty windows, then at the desolate autumn courtyard outside. "It's already October, and you're telling me it's hot?"

"Is it wrong for martial artists to be full of youthful vigor?"

Chen Yanzhou retorted stiffly, grabbed the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword from the table and slung it over his shoulder, then picked up the Dog-Beating Stick. Without even glancing at Huang Rong, he strode out of the room, opened the door, and rushed out.

"I'll go tell Zhao Da to prepare some dry rations!"

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, sending dust flying everywhere.

Huang Rong stood inside the house, looking at the wooden door that was still trembling slightly, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

For some reason, she was in a great mood, humming an unknown tune as she slowly dressed. She looked in the bronze mirror and noticed that the bruises around her eyes had indeed faded considerably, so she nodded in satisfaction.

Pushing open the door, the sunlight in the courtyard was just right.

Chen Yanzhou was squatting by the well washing his face when Wangcai squatted next to him, tilting its head to look at him, its tail sweeping the ground idly.

Huang Rong stood under the corridor, watching Chen Yanzhou's back, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

She reached up and tidied the stray hairs at her temples, humming an unknown tune as she walked over with light steps.

"Hey, Chief Chen, you haven't finished washing your face yet?"

Huang Rong stood with her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, and tilted her head to look at Chen Yanzhou, who had just raised his head.

Water droplets dripped down Chen Yanzhou's jawline and landed on his clothes.

He casually wiped his face, glared at her irritably, and pointed to the empty wooden basin beside him: "If you want to wash, just wash already. Why all the nonsense?"

"Why are you being so fierce?" Huang Rong pouted, not annoyed. She squatted down, rolled up her sleeves, and revealed a section of her fair and tender forearm, as delicate as a lotus root.

She reached into the bucket and touched the water; it was a little cool, but also had a refreshing quality.

Huang Rong scooped up a handful of water and carefully splashed it on her face. The icy well water made her shiver, and her previously drowsy mind instantly became clear.

Chen Yanzhou stood to the side, wiping his face with a coarse cloth in his hand, but his eyes involuntarily fell on her.

The bruise on his left eye had faded considerably and was less swollen.

"Looks like the medicine is working well," Chen Yanzhou said casually. "After applying it twice more, these 'panda eyes' will be completely gone."

As he spoke, he handed the handkerchief over.

Huang Rong took the handkerchief he handed her, wiped her face haphazardly, draped the handkerchief over the edge of the basin, and said, "Now that you mention it, it really doesn't hurt that much anymore."

Chen Yanzhou chuckled softly and began to speak.

"Don't you even know who prescribed the medicine?"

After saying that, he shouted at the black dog that was lying on the ground gnawing on a bone, then turned and walked towards Zhao Da.

……

Zhao Da was already waiting in the front yard.

Upon seeing Chen Yanzhou approach, Zhao Da hurriedly stepped forward, carrying two bulging blue cloth bundles in his hands.

"Chief, everything is ready." Zhao Da placed the bundle on the stone table and untied it. "These are twenty freshly baked flatbreads, mixed with oil and sesame seeds. They keep well and taste delicious. There are also five catties of braised beef, cut into thick slices and wrapped tightly in oil paper."

Chen Yanzhou reached out, picked up a piece of beef, threw it into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and nodded in satisfaction: "It tastes just right, thank you for your hard work."

"I'm glad you like it, Chief." Zhao Dahan smiled and pointed to another bundle. "These are the clothes you requested. Our inn is poorly equipped, and we can't find any fine silks or satins. They're all coarse cloth clothes collected from nearby villages, but they're sturdy and durable, perfect for traveling."

Chen Yanzhou flipped through the items; there were two sets of men's clothing and two sets of women's clothing.

The men's clothing consisted of dark gray short jackets, while the women's clothing was an indigo floral print dress. Although it looked rustic, the stitching was meticulous.

"Alright, that's good." Chen Yanzhou retied the bundle, took out a ten-tael silver ingot from his pocket, and casually tossed it to Zhao Da.

Zhao Da hurriedly accepted the money, his face flushed, and waved his hands repeatedly: "Chief, this is unacceptable! You're only staying here for the night because you're doing the brothers a favor, how can we accept your money! If word gets out, Elder Lu will skin me alive!"

"Take it." Chen Yanzhou's tone became more serious. "This is for the brothers' tea money. Besides, this beef and flatbread didn't fall from the sky. I can't let you pay for it yourself, and I certainly can't let you take advantage of your own brothers."

Zhao Da held the silver, his eyes welling up with tears. His lips moved, but he ultimately didn't refuse. He simply clasped his hands in a deep bow and said, "Thank you for the reward, Chief!"

"Alright, you all need to be careful too, and keep your eyes open when things happen."

After giving some instructions, Chen Yanzhou left the post station with Huang Rong and Wangcai.