How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

Xiatian stayed at home for one day and then left. Before leaving, he said he would consult the military doctor.

Xia Chulian said no, but Xia Tian ignored her. She pouted, hoping that she wouldn't be given any more bitter medicine.

Since there were no bitter medicines, Zhao Huazhang brought two boxes of ointment, which was said to be excellent for treating bone injuries. "Apply it once every morning and night, and you'll be healed within a month."

Xia Chu hesitated for a while, but the other party did not give her a chance to refuse. He directly pulled her wrist and put it in her palm.

"Get well soon." Zhao Huazhang twisted his fingers, still feeling the touch of the young lady's smooth skin. Suddenly, an impulse surged up, an impulse that he couldn't suppress. He looked into Xia Chu's eyes, and the person opposite him just raised her eyes, and their eyes met. He suddenly said, "Xiaochu, will you marry me?"

Xia Chu was stunned for a moment, then a warmth spread from her heart. Her grip on the medicine box tightened, and her watery eyes blinked again and again. "Ah? Why... why... ah, so sudden?" The various ways and words that had been swirling in her mind for the past few days to refuse Hua Zhang suddenly disappeared. Her mind was stunned by the bluntness of the words, and she didn't know what expression to use to respond.

After saying this, Zhao Huazhang was no longer afraid. He looked into Xia Chu's eyes steadily and said, "Are you willing? I will only have you as my wife in this life. We can live a simple life together like Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, okay?"

Xia Chu opened her mouth, a touch of emotion on her face. After all these years, her parents' love was truly admirable. They always discussed and discussed all matters of the household, big or small, and in all those years, they had never once argued.

Whenever Dong Xiaohuan got angry, Wang Yong would comfort her, regardless of right or wrong. He never raised his voice at his wife, and even when he was pulled on the ear, scolded, or spanked, he remained unperturbed. When others teased him about being henpecked, he would simply smile and remain silent, neither arguing nor getting angry.

When Wang Yong was educating his children, Dong Xiaohuan never interrupted him no matter how distressed or reluctant she was.

But, with Zhao Huazhang's identity, can he live such a simple married life with her?

Zhao Huazhang studied her expression and whispered, "Are you worried about something? Or are you dissatisfied with me?"

Facing Zhao Huazhang's sincere and eager gaze, Xia Chu pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, "You are very good, but we are not suitable."

Zhao Huazhang frowned in confusion, "Why?"

"Because I don't want to be trapped in the boudoir," As soon as these words came out, all the previous concerns came to mind. Xia Chu raised her head and lived out her own ideas. "I can't live only for you and our future children. I can't stand being a housewife and raising children every day. I have my own interests and hobbies. Just like now, I have an idea in my mind, to open a garden business. There are so many rules in a noble family, I can't adapt. You should find a lady from a noble family, not a common merchant like me."

That's the light.

Zhao Huazhang looked into her eyes and understood what she meant. His gaze was gentle. "Let's buy another yard, just the two of us. You can go out whenever you want. The housekeeper will take care of household affairs. It will be no different from now. You will still be yourself. You won't be anyone's wife or mother."

He actually understood? Xia Chu's eyes widened for a moment, "Will your family agree?"

This look was a bit silly, something Zhao Huazhang had never seen before on Xia Chu's face. Her eyes could be either bright and cunning or quiet and gentle, giving the impression of a very intelligent young lady. He found it refreshing and said with a smile, "No one at home cares for me. I've been dragging it on until this age, and grandma just hopes I'll find a living person. Do you have any other concerns?"

Xia Chu blinked, "I, I don't share a husband with anyone."

Zhao Huazhang said solemnly, "My mother died precisely because of my father's fickleness. I will never repeat the same mistake."

All her worries were swept away, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. A playful breeze blew by, and the hair at Xia Chu's temples was brushed against the corners of her mouth.

"Is that all?" Zhao Huazhang asked, but his eyes moved down a few inches. The snow-white cheeks, the jet-black hair, the pink and plump lips made him feel like something was scratching his heart.

"Ah? That's gone." Xia Chu shook her head, still thinking about what Zhao Huazhang said. When that hand gently brushed away the hair at the corner of her mouth, she took a step back in shock, looking at Zhao Huazhang with big eyes, "What are you doing!"

For some unknown reason, Zhao Huazhang only realized what was happening when the other party made a sound. His face flushed and his heart began to beat wildly. "I, I, have hair."

Can I get started just by having hair?!

Zhao Huazhang didn't know why he couldn't control his hand. He looked at Xia Chu with a half-shy and half-angry expression in regret, not knowing what to say to make amends.

"Thank you for the medicine. You, you, you, go back first." Xia Chu turned and left, shouting in her head: Cuihua, come here quickly! Where have you been?!

"Xiaochu! Then I will go back and talk to my grandmother! Pick a good day and invite a matchmaker to come!" Zhao Huazhang added hurriedly, and then, perhaps because he was embarrassed to stay or was afraid that Xia Chu would go back on his word, he actually left.

“Hey?! Wait a minute!” Why do we need a matchmaker?! Did I agree?! Xia Chu chased after him, but Zhao Huazhang was tall and had long legs. He was so far away in just a few steps that he couldn’t catch up!

Cuihua had just finished making tea when she saw her young lady stamping her feet in anger at the door. The guest who had been drinking tea had disappeared. "Young lady? What happened?"

Xia Chu puffed her lips and angrily asked, "Why did you take so long to make tea?"

"Ah?" Cuihua was confused. "Long time? I waited for the water for a while."

Xia Chu wanted to talk things over with Zhao Huazhang, but it was difficult to go to his house. She could only return, throw the medicine box on the table, and sigh.

Thinking back to the conversation just now, how did it turn into discussing marriage before I even finished asking if she was willing? And finally it turned directly into preparing to propose marriage. Why is this development so strange?

Even if the concerns are gone, shouldn't we first get to know each other better and get along with each other?

Well, it seems that I don’t have this habit now.

If the couple's family background and character are good and they don't dislike each other, they can prepare for the marriage.

but……

Xia Chu slumped over the table in frustration, but she didn't know what it was.

"Miss, what's wrong? Did Mr. Zhao leave?" Cuihua followed in and asked carefully.

Xia Chu turned his head and looked at her, wanting to say something but not knowing how. He rolled his chin on his arm twice, his head shaking, "It's okay."

Cuihua was a little surprised, but didn't ask any more questions. Seeing the white jade medicine box on the table, she asked, "Is this the medicine sent by Mr. Zhao?"

"Yeah." Xia Chu responded weakly.

"Shall I apply medicine to the young lady?"

With Xia Chu's consent, Cuihua went to get a basin of hot water. She gently rolled up Xia Chu's sleeves and bound her arms tightly with a wooden board and gauze. Cuihua had changed Xia Chu's dressings several times before, so she was quite experienced.

Carefully unwrapping the gauze, he first wiped off the previous medicine with hot water. Then he opened the medicine Zhao Huazhang had sent him. The light green, greasy ointment exuded a pleasant medicinal fragrance.

The medicine felt cool upon application, but soon seeped into my skin, transforming into a gentle warmth. My aching arm felt a little relieved, a bit more comfortable.

Xia Chu thought: This medicine is so effective, it must be worth a lot of money. I heard that the medicines in the army are all miraculous, and it turned out to be true.