On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

At the first light of dawn, soft morning light appeared on the horizon, gently wrapping the figures walking side by side (although not side by side), outlining a warm and harmonious picture.

Lin Zhen wanted to slow down and walk side by side with Yue Wu several times, but Yue Wu seemed to prefer this subtle and appropriate sense of distance. Like a newlywed bride, she followed behind him shyly and reservedly.

Inside the palace, there is his own luxurious carriage, waiting quietly at the side of the gate.

In addition to this carriage, there are many parking spaces drawn in front of the walls on both sides of the gate, with smooth lines and a reasonable layout.

This kind of preparation is also to cope with the grand occasion of the mansion being filled with guests and carriages coming in an endless stream in the future.

Ergou and Hou Chun, one in front and one behind, escorted the two into the carriage. They sat opposite each other in the small space, and the atmosphere was subtle.

Inside the car, Yue Wu lowered her eyes, as if her delicate features concealed a myriad of worries that she was reluctant to reveal to others. Meanwhile, Lin Zhen kept staring at her.

To be honest, Yue Wu is very attractive. There is a bit of intellectual glow in her face. Her thin figure does not reduce her charm. Instead, it is like a landscape painted with ink, which perfectly outlines her unique character and makes people unforgettable at first sight.

In fact, most men who are lustful, unfaithful, or have affairs are attracted to green tea girls like Qingwen.

But when it comes to spending the rest of your life together, Lin Zhen believes that most men would choose a woman like Huanbi or Yuewu.

They may not have the charm beneath the flashy appearance, but they are gentle and tenacious enough to live with day and night and last for a long time.

After all, choosing a wife is not about momentary pleasure, but about knowing and staying together for a long time.

But for someone of Lin Zhen's status, neither Huanbi nor Yuewu could become his wife.

In fact, Lin Zhen is also very confused now.

Who will be his future wife?

Could it be Shangguan Wan'er from Qin?

Or is she the daughter of some minister?

It can’t be Liu Miaoyan, right?

After thinking about it, Lin Zhen thought, as long as it's not Sima Chunlei... it seems that anything will be fine.

I heard that this big, strong, and burly black girl is ready to participate in the selection of concubines. Maybe because of Sima Zhong, she will be exempted from the test and become one of Murong Yan's concubines.

However, in the original book, when Gu Beichen was serving the concubines in the harem for Murong Yan, it seemed that this woman did not exist.

Could it be that Gu Beichen thought she was too ugly and secretly stabbed her in the middle of the night?

Hiss...very likely.

Lin Zhen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shook his head gently, dispelling the unrealistic fantasies in his mind.

Since lanes were drawn on the four main roads, transportation has become much more convenient and smoother for both carriages and pedestrians.

Soon, Lin Zhen's carriage arrived in front of the familiar restaurant.

Lin Zhen jumped out of the carriage first, then turned around and stretched out his hand to Yue Wu.

Yuewu Restaurant still maintains its original appearance, seemingly untouched by time. It is simple yet sincere, like an old friend, quietly awaiting the arrival of every diner.

The moment Yue Wu landed, the neighbors around her surrounded her enthusiastically. Their smiles were like the winter sun, warm and friendly.

"Hey, sister Yue Wu, you come so early every day!"

"Sister, you haven't had breakfast yet? Come to my house. The freshly steamed buns are hot! I'll give you one to try."

"Why haven't I seen Xiao Mao these days? Is he becoming a general again?"

"Is this the prince?"

Lin Zhen also waved in greeting with a warm smile.

The people's enthusiasm for him was irresistible; it was the source of the palace's solid foundation and prestige, and the capital that enabled the palace to dominate the world. He couldn't be like some people, who, despite being a minor official, ignored the people. Sooner or later, they would suffer the consequences.

Yue Wu moved her lotus steps lightly, responding to the people's friendliness one by one, and then walked into the restaurant with Lin Zhen.

Upon entering the house, three clever servants and a chubby cook were working together to wipe the beams. Their sweat sparkled in the sunlight, and they looked particularly hardworking. Li was leading the well-behaved Ping'er to fiddle with the tables and chairs. Every movement revealed their cherishment for this family business and their beautiful vision for the future.

Seeing Lin Zhen come in, everyone put down their work and gathered around to bow, "Greetings, Prince."

Lin Zhen nodded slightly, his eyes showing a hint of indifference: "Well, if there are no problems, we can reopen tomorrow. After what happened with Lian Song, no one will dare to cause trouble in this restaurant anymore."

Upon hearing this, Yue Wu opened her red lips slightly and asked curiously, "Didn't the prince say he had other plans for the restaurant?"

"I originally wanted to turn this place into a luxurious wine shop to promote my new wine. But then I thought, ordinary people also need a place to eat, and the decoration and atmosphere here just complement your temperament, so forget it."

A hint of joy passed across Yue Wu's cheeks.

Deep down in her heart, she was reluctant to change everything in front of her.

Because this restaurant carries not only her years of hard work, but also many stories.

The common people and passing business travelers all have a special liking for this place, not only because the food is delicious and the price is reasonable, but also because of Yue Wu, who is as gentle as water and warmly welcomes every guest who steps through the threshold.

Whether they are well-dressed merchants, simple and honest common people, or ragged beggars, in her eyes, there is no difference and they all feel the same warmth and respect.

Yue Wu deeply loves this small world and this simple and sincere life.

So for Lin Zhen, it was just a luxury restaurant that could be opened anywhere, and there was no need to disturb Yue Wu's inner love.

Yue Wuluo took Lin Zhen's hand gracefully and led him to the dining table where he sat down elegantly, while softly instructing the others to continue working.

Ping'er's petite and clever body was holding a tray with a teapot and two teacups on it in her hands carefully.

She approached lightly, placed the tea on the table respectfully, smiled sweetly at Lin Zhen, and said crisply, "My Lord, please have some tea."

"Hahaha, okay!" Lin Zhen laughed heartily upon hearing that and touched her little head. Ping'er's little face instantly bloomed with a bright smile, and then she ran back happily to help her mother with her busy work.

Yue Wu personally held the kettle and gently poured a cup of tea for Lin Zhen. As the aroma of tea lingered, she asked softly, "What kind of wine did the prince invent? Is it something new?"

"Of course, this wine is called distilled wine."

"Distilled liquor?"

"That's right. A while ago, I went to Zhang Li and asked him to arrange for a blacksmith to build a set of distiller. I won't tell you the specific process. All you need to know is that this is a strong liquor that has never appeared on the market. Even if the immortal of wine came, he wouldn't be able to drink a whole jar! But the grain is still fermenting, so it will take a few days to produce it."

Yue Wu's eyes were gentle and delicate, like the gurgling spring water, and there had not been the slightest fluctuation since the beginning of the conversation.

What an elegant woman! If Qingwen knew about this, her eyes would be full of stars, and she would pester Lin Zhen for the right to operate the distilled liquor.

Yue Wu asked softly, "If it's really as the prince said, how much do you plan to pay for one jar?"

"I haven't decided yet. But the most expensive Hua Diao on the market right now is only twenty taels of silver a jar, so I'll sell it for fifty taels." "Fifty taels? Is that too much?"

"Rare goods are valuable. The wealthy merchants and officials of Daqian are wealthier than you think. Fifty taels of silver for a jar of wine is the same as an ordinary person spending five cents on a meal."

"Then I'll buy two jars and let the elders in the neighborhood try them."

"Why are we still talking about this? If you want it, just go get it anytime." Lin Zhen gave Yue Wu a gentle look, which was full of unspoken emotions, as if saying: You are my woman, you don't need to spend money.

A rare blush appeared on Yue Wu's face, like peach blossoms in the early morning light, fleeting.

Lin Zhen said, "I've been too busy recently. Come to my room tonight and I'll tell you in detail... no, I'll tell you in detail."

"Yeah." Yue Wu pursed her lips and nodded. She was already a grown woman, so she understood exactly what Lin Zhen meant.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Awen suddenly ran in.

He looked panicked and sweating profusely.

"Prince! I finally found you!"

"Go to the casino and take a look! There's an assassin trying to kill the boss!"