[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

Song Yanzhi lowered her head steadily, as if she was lost in thought, or as if she was struggling with how to start.

Her eyes fell on the ground and did not move for a long time. She did not speak for a long time. Her heart felt like a bottle of five flavors had been overturned, and all kinds of feelings surged into her heart.

She really didn't know how to tell Han Heming about her origins. That wonderful experience that spanned three thousand years, in this feudal and conservative era, would probably make her be regarded as an alien or even a monster if she told it out loud.

She was afraid that once she told the truth, Han Heming would look at her strangely and become estranged from her from then on, which was the result she least wanted to see.

Han Heming had no intention of urging Song Yanzhi. He just stood there quietly, looking at her silently, his eyes full of patience and tenderness.

The room seemed to be plunged into an extreme silence, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing. The silence seemed to have substance, weighing heavily on their hearts.

When Song Yanzhi finally mustered up the courage to raise her head, she saw Han Heming's eyes full of tenderness and doting looking at her quietly. Those eyes were like the warm sun in winter and a bright light in the dark night. They instantly gave her great courage and calmed her originally panicked heart.

"You, keep watch for me and don't let anyone get close to this room." Song Yanzhi took a deep breath and shouted outside the house with an unquestionable determination in her tone.

Soon, You's low voice was heard: "Yes." The voice was short and powerful, and then there was no movement. It seemed that You had already carried out the task as instructed, ensuring that the room was in absolute privacy at this moment.

"I am from a later era, about three thousand years ago. Back then, Song Yanzhi broke her head, and my soul entered her body and became her."

Song Yanzhi spoke slowly, her voice trembling slightly, as if she was uncovering a long-buried and shocking secret. Every word she spoke was soft, yet extremely clear, echoing in the silent room.

When Han Heming heard this, his eyes widened, his face full of shock, and he blurted out subconsciously: "It's really a fairy." Although there was a hint of sarcasm in his words, it could not hide his astonishment.

At first, Song Yanzhi didn't understand what Han Heming meant. She was stunned for a moment, then she realized what was going on and couldn't help laughing.

Every time she made Han Heming angry, Han Heming couldn't win the argument and would always say: Where did this witch come from, you are so sharp-tongued.

Unexpectedly, Han Heming's words at this moment eased the tense atmosphere a lot.

"Are you scared?" Song Yanzhi felt a little uneasy. She looked up at Han Heming, her eyes full of anxiety and worry, and her hands unconsciously tugged at the corners of her clothes.

She thought that if Han Heming was afraid of her and disliked her strange origin, then she would take her two daughters away from here and let Han Heming and his sons live in seclusion here. As long as they could live a good life, she would accept it even if they were separated from each other from then on.

"Why should I be afraid? I married a one-of-a-kind wife. She's the most powerful person in the world. She can travel through time and space. How awesome is that?"

Han Heming had a smile on his face, his eyes full of love and pride. He spoke so naturally and sincerely, as if Song Yanzhi's magical origin was just a special thing to be proud of in his eyes.

Song Yanzhi really didn't expect Han Heming to accept her identity so easily. She originally thought that even if Han Heming didn't treat her as a monster, he would still be confused and hesitant for a while.

In fact, Han Heming had figured it out long ago. No matter who Song Yanzhi was or where she came from, what he fell in love with was her soul.

He liked her fun-loving nature and the novel gadgets she tinkered with every day. Her unique ideas and practices always surprised him.

He loved her soul which was different from that of other people. The unique charm emanating from that soul had already attracted him deeply, making him fall into it and unable to extricate himself.

"really?"

Song Yanzhi's eyes, which originally seemed a little dull, were like stars covered by dark clouds, losing their former brilliance.

However, just as she heard what Han Heming said, it was as if a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, instantly dispelling the layers of haze and making her eyes instantly bright and energetic.

Then, her eyes began to turn slightly red, and tears began to swirl in them, as if they might break free at any moment and burst out like a dam bursting.

"Han Heming, thank you for accepting me."

Before, she always felt extremely lonely, like an outsider in this world, out of tune with everything around her. She carefully and painstakingly protected the secret that she was not from this world, living in fear every day, and that feeling was really not pleasant.

And now, there is someone who is willing to accept all of her and share this secret with her. This makes her feel less lonely, as if she has finally found a harbor to rely on in this strange world.

Han Heming gently embraced Song Yanzhi in his arms. His movements were gentle, yet full of strength, as if he wanted to melt her into his body, making her feel full of security.

He said softly, "Silly girl, why thank you? No matter where you come from, you are the one I love most in my life."

The voice was low and gentle, like a gurgling stream, slowly flowing through Song Yanzhi's heart, nourishing her soul.

Song Yanzhi leaned in Han Heming's arms, quietly feeling his warmth and the strong heartbeat. The sound of his heartbeat seemed like the most beautiful melody in the world, and it moved her heart deeply. At this moment, she felt extremely happy, and all her worries and fears disappeared.

"Then are you willing to change the world with me?" Song Yanzhi slowly raised her head, her eyes full of expectation. Her eyes were bright and hot, as if burning with the flame of hope, and she looked straight at Han Heming.

Han Heming smiled slightly, his eyes became extremely firm, that firm look seemed to be able to penetrate all difficulties and obstacles, he said without hesitation.

"Of course I am willing. As long as you are here, I will not be afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire." His words were loud and clear, revealing an indomitable courage and determination.

Song Yanzhi burst into tears and smiled, her smile was as bright and beautiful as a flower blooming in spring. "Okay, then let's work hard together." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, full of longing and confidence for the future.

At this time, the breeze outside the window blew gently. The gentle breeze seemed to feel their determination, and blew quietly into the house with a hint of warmth, gently blowing their hair and clothes, as if blessing their determination.

I hope they can realize their dreams in this troubled time, change this broken world, and write their own legends.