Chapter 146: Chapter 146: The Wife-Seeking Husband Is Busy, While the Star of Fortune Calmly Farms, Ending the Lineage Crisis 6
When this thought occurred, even Fu Huaichu himself was startled, afterward, he steadied his mind.
Su Zhiruan was completely focused on treating his wounds. Soon, all the wounds on both of his arms were bandaged. She looked at them satisfactorily, “There, Brother Erniu, lie down, and I will treat the wounds on your body.”
Fu Huaichu did as she said. Soon, Su Zhiruan applied medicine to the wounds on his body as well. She spoke worriedly, “Brother Erniu, rest well now, and remember not to move around too much.”
“Okay,” Fu Huaichu complied, lying down flat as she had instructed. He watched as Su Zhiruan adjusted his blanket and blew out the candle. He fluttered his eyelashes, “You should sleep early too.”
“Brother Erniu, are you concerned about me?” Su Zhiruan blinked and asked him thoughtfully.
In the moonlight, the room was dim, and her voice was very soft, as though it were right beside his ear.
“I have amnesia,” said Fu Huaichu in such a quiet atmosphere, feeling a peculiar unrest inside. He pulled up the blanket, not looking at her sincere eyes anymore before continuing to speak, “If… I could remember, I would surely be concerned about you.”
Unfortunately, the one legitimately receiving this concern wasn’t the real him. He thought about how he, the Crown Prince, could also envy a common man he had never met at such a moment.
His voice was not loud, and even sounded quite deep.
Her kindness and concern for him were all based on the fact that she mistook him for someone else—someone she deeply loved.
Fu Huaichu lowered his eyes.
Su Zhiruan tucked the corner of the blanket for him, quietly locked the door, and went back to her own bed.
The night was very quiet, and Su Zhiruan, after a busy day, soon fell into a deep sleep.
In the following days, Su Zhiruan continued farming as usual. Sometimes she would see patients, and the chickens, having grown accustomed to their environment, produced a stable number of eggs. The vegetables she planted in the yard were sprouting nicely, a delightful sight with their lush greenness.
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Su Zhiruan’s courtyard was built with money she had earned from the medical hall, asking the uncles in the village who were skilled in construction to help. It was located at the end of the village, with a vast amount of land in front and behind that could be put to good use. The original owner had no intentions of farming, only wishing to see patients and charge consultation fees.
But now that she was here, leaving such a large plot of land unused always felt empty.
So, she decided to expand and began cultivating the land around the courtyard.
Fu Huaichu’s severe injuries gradually healed. Sometimes, he would join Su Zhiruan in farming or drying herbs.
Their relationship grew increasingly close, and sometimes Su Zhiruan, watching him bring food and water from afar, would feel as if they were an old married couple, as though they had been living together already.
She calculated the time; in the original storyline, after Erya brought Fu Huaichu home, two months later, someone from the Capital City would come to take him back.
Including today, it had been exactly one month since she brought Fu Huaichu home.
If he were to leave in another month, the difficulty of seeing him again would soar.
Su Zhiruan put down her hoe and walked up with a smile, “Brother Erniu!”
“Have some water,” Fu Huaichu, dressed plainly, approached Su Zhiruan. Despite his simple attire, the innate nobility in his demeanor could not be suppressed. It was a presence unique to those accustomed to high power. He then pulled a paper-wrapped pastry from his cloth pouch, “I made these pastries; try them.”
She took the wrapped pastry, quite surprised.
If the Emperor and Empress were to know… that their Crown Prince, after being cast away to the countryside, had personally made pastries for her, wouldn’t it be astonishing?
Fu Huaichu watched as she carefully took a bite of the pastry. A flicker of anticipation flashed through the depths of his eyes; it was brief, but he caught it sharply.
During this time, he found that he sometimes deliberately forgot his true identity, interacting with her as the unseen Su Erniu.
“How is it?” Fu Huaichu looked at her, and seeing her eyes light up, a wave of joy surged in his heart.
Su Zhiruan greatly admired, “Brother Erniu, I had no idea you were so skilled at making pastries! They’re delicious.”
“Try this piece; the pastry is sweet and crumbly on the outside, and sweet on the inside.” Her expression was all about the admiration for the food; it tasted really good. “Brother Erniu, whoever marries you is going to be so lucky, blessed from many past lives indeed!”
“Do you like it?” Fu Huaichu picked up a crumb of the pastry and placed it in his mouth, simply watching her.
Su Zhiruan immediately answered, “I like it very much.”
The two sat on the ridges, watching the hardworking villagers nearby; everyone was busy from dawn till dusk, a lifestyle unfamiliar to her. In her previous worlds, she hadn’t needed to labor this much, mostly being pampered and cared for.
Being here, farming and even having a Crown Prince join her, sometimes under the unpolluted starry skies, going up the mountains to see unspoiled nature, she felt this lifestyle was quite nice too.
It was like the joy and contentment of picking chrysanthemums beneath the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountain.
Eating the naturally grown vegetables, feeling the breeze brushing against her face, it was all rather delightful.
“Brother Erniu, don’t you think, the way we are now, we resemble an old married couple?” She turned to look at Fu Huaichu, her eyes warm and smiling, “Is it boring to spend every day with me ?”
“Is this what life as an old married couple is like?” Fu Huaichu paused momentarily before continuing, “It’s not boring… These, I have never experienced, and all is very good.”
“Brother Erniu, have you ever thought about marriage?” Su Zhiruan gathered up the water bag and the paper bag with pastries, moving closer to Fu Huaichu. She got very close, “Before, I also thought about finding a promising young man in Su Family Village, marry him and live a life of mutual struggle.”
“And then?” Fu Huaichu looked at her, not shying away from her closeness, just quietly listening.
“Then I met you,” Su Zhiruan spoke sincerely, not hiding her feelings, “If it’s with you, then I am willing to be with you.”
It took a long time before Fu Huaichu finally asked a question, frowning, “You and he… Are you and Su Erniu that close?”
“Of course,” Su Zhiruan stated firmly, then switched to a playful tone, “Brother Erniu, why not consider me?”
Just as Fu Huaichu was about to speak, a villager in a nearby field who had been observing them, began waving, calling out from afar, “Ruanruan, Erniu!”