On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

When Lin Zhen heard her words, he felt both reluctant and pity.

He tightened his arms around her waist, and with his other hand, he gently lifted her chin, letting her gaze meet his, his tone filled with sincere persuasion.

"Wan'er, why do you have to confine yourself to this shell of identity? You are you, Shangguan Wan'er, Lin Zhen's wife, a free soul. A stable home is important, but occasionally living according to your heart, naturally, is the true freedom. No matter how high the walls of this palace are, they should not be a cage that imprisons you."

Wan'er met his gaze, her eyes clear and firm, with a tenacity that came from a strict upbringing in an aristocratic family.

"I understand that you have good intentions, my husband. However, change is a gradual process, not something that can be achieved overnight. I hope you will understand."

Feeling the persistence in her words and the barely perceptible fatigue, Lin Zhen sighed inwardly. Knowing that he couldn't force her at the moment, he stopped trying to persuade her and followed her "step-by-step" approach to find a compromise.

"Okay, then let's do something spontaneous today—a barbecue! Listening to the rain on a rainy day, grilling around the fire—isn't that one of the greatest pleasures in life?"

This proposal immediately received responses from everyone, even little Chengyu in Qingwen's arms was calling out excitedly.

Everyone quickly returned to the spacious octagonal pavilion where they had had their breakfast that morning.

Huanbi immediately displayed her efficient housekeeping skills, directing her maids, "Hurry, go to the kitchen and fetch a grill. Have them cut up a plate of top-quality lamb shanks and beef brisket, and skewer them using fine green bamboo skewers, as per the royal skewering method! Prepare several large baskets of premium silver-frost charcoal. Hurry!" She added, "Don't forget to bring some seasonal mushrooms and green vegetables to help alleviate the greasiness."

The instructions were clear and to the point, and the kitchen staff quickly delivered all the necessary ingredients to the pavilion.

The silver frost charcoal was lit and placed in the fine iron oven. The red flames licked the charcoal, and soon it emitted a unique aroma.

Lamb and beef skewers were put on the rack, sizzling under the charcoal fire, fat dripping onto the charcoal and causing tiny green smoke to rise. The rich aroma of meat mixed with the unique burnt aroma of charcoal, along with the moisture of the rain, was carried far away by the wind, causing the maids and servants who were taking shelter nearby to swallow their saliva.

"Wow... wow!" Little Chengyu bounced excitedly in Qingwen's arms, drooling. He stretched out his chubby little hands to reach for the steaming, shiny meat skewers that were so close to him, looking like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food.

"Oh my little ancestor!" Qingwen was both angry and amused, and quickly pressed his outstretched claw back. "You're still too young! You can't eat this! It's too greasy! Be good, and let mother give you milk!"

Lin Zhen looked at his son's greedy expression, and then thought of his various "unusual" behaviors. He was delighted and stopped Qingwen: "This kid can't be judged by common sense. It doesn't hurt to try it. It may not be impossible to eat it."

As he spoke, he carefully tore off a thin, soft and tender piece of meat from a freshly grilled and slightly cooled kebab of lamb.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Zhen carefully brought the small piece of meat to the hungry mouth of little Chengyu.

Cheng Yu's big black eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth without hesitation, accurately taking the meat thread into his mouth.

Even more surprising was that, far from crying, he actually ground the meat with his tiny teeth and gums! His little mouth moved, his cheeks puffed up, and he actually crushed the shredded meat and swallowed it down without any discomfort. He even smacked his lips with satisfaction, staring eagerly at the skewers in Lin Zhen's hand!

"Yeah! He really ate it!"

"Hahaha! He really is worthy of being our little genius!"

"Little greedy cat! That's awesome!"

The pavilion suddenly erupted in surprised laughter.

Little Chengyu's performance as a "foodie" added an extremely joyful atmosphere to the barbecue in the rain.

Just as everyone was happily enjoying themselves, holding up the skewers and feasting on them——

"Roar--!"

A low tiger roar with the wildness of the mountains and forests came from the other side of the corridor!

Immediately afterwards, a sturdy tiger, almost as tall as an adult's calf, with shiny fur and colorful patterns, came running in the rain, wagging its tail and taking steady and powerful steps!

Its huge head sniffed around and headed straight for the fragrant oven!

It was Lai Fu, the beloved tiger that Lin Zhen raised in the palace.

Lai Fu ran to the entrance of the pavilion, and the rain wet his fur.

It first rubbed its huge tiger head affectionately on Lin Zhen's legs in an extremely gentle manner, making a satisfied purr in its throat, then squatted beside him, staring at the steaming barbecue on the grill and drooling.

He stared intently, but had no intention of attacking.

Qingwen, Huanbi and Wan'er were already accustomed to this tiger that accompanied the prince like a big cat, and they were not afraid of it at all.

Qingwen expertly plucked a few pieces of roasted, unseasoned lean meat from the skewers with her chopsticks and generously tossed them to Laifu: "Laifu, come on, eat more! Don't be polite! Your elder brother has plenty of money, so he'll make sure you're full!"

Lai Fu opened his bloody mouth, caught the piece of meat steadily, and chewed it with satisfaction.

Lin Zhen looked at this scene, smiled indifferently, and continued to eat meat with his head down.

Little Chengyu became excited again when he saw this mighty yet human-like "big cat".

He opened his arms and shouted incoherently in Lai Fu's direction, "Tiger...hug!"

Qingwen was worried and quickly protected the child: "Be good, don't hug the big tiger, it will hurt you."

Lin Zhen wasn't worried. He patted his strong inner thighs and waved to Lai Fu: "Lai Fu, come and sit."

Lai Fu obviously understood what his master meant. Holding the last piece of meat in his mouth, he lightly jumped to Lin Zhen's feet, lay down obediently, and placed his huge but extremely docile tiger head on Lin Zhen's thigh.

It knows that its little master is interested in it.

Seeing this, Lin Zhen directly pushed Cheng Yu, who was twisting and turning in his arms to hug the tiger, forward and placed him on Lai Fu's furry and extremely broad head!

The tiny baby sits on the huge tiger head, and the proportions form a wonderful harmony and contrast.

Cheng Yu was immediately attracted by this novel experience. He tightly grasped Lai Fu's soft hair on his head with his little hands, giggled crisply, and kicked his little feet with joy.

Lai Fu looked extremely gentle and enjoyed himself. He narrowed his tiger eyes and enjoyed the "touching" of his little master. He stretched out his big pink tongue to lick his nose, and the snoring in his throat became louder, as if he was coaxing his little master to play.

One man and one tiger, the scene was surprisingly warm and interesting, making everyone laugh continuously.

After having enough wine and food, the drizzle gradually stopped, leaving only the sound of water dripping from the eaves.

Huanbi held her waist, her face becoming even more tired. She said softly, "My dear, I am really tired. I want to go back and rest for a while."

Lin Zhen nodded: "Go ahead and have a good rest."

Huanbi was about to thank her when she turned around——

"vomit--!"

A strong feeling of nausea came over me without warning!

She suddenly bent down and held onto the pavilion pillar next to her. She retched a few times, but nothing came out. Her face turned pale in an instant.

Lin Zhen immediately stepped forward nervously, holding her thin shoulders, his voice filled with concern and a hint of barely perceptible hope: "Bi'er? Are you really pregnant? Are you pregnant?"

A few days ago, two new babies were born in the family, and she also had symptoms of fatigue, which made people think in this direction.

Huanbi held on to the pavilion pillar and took a long time to stand up. She frowned slightly, shook her head weakly, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe the corner of her mouth, and her voice was light and weak.

"My dear husband, please don't speculate. I've been feeling unwell for the past few days, so I asked Dr. Sun to check on me. His pulse isn't positive. He said it might be due to spleen deficiency, liver depression, and insufficient Qi and blood. He prescribed some medicine to strengthen the spleen, dispel dampness, and calm the mind. I'm taking it now. It's probably because it rained today and the weather is so hot and humid, so I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable. It's nothing serious, I'll be fine after a while of rest."

Hearing that "it's not a happy pulse", Lin Zhen's subtle hope was dashed, but he was more worried about Huanbi's health.

However, seeing that she didn't seem to care much and emphasized that "it's no big deal", he didn't want to delve into it any further.

"Okay, then you must take your medicine on time and rest well." Lin Zhen reminded her worriedly, then beckoned over two smart maids, "Take Madam Huanbi back to her room to rest carefully, and drive slowly on the way."

The two maids responded quickly, carefully supporting the exhausted Huanbi on the left and right, and slowly left.

All that remained in the pavilion was the aroma of meat, the residual warmth of the charcoal fire, Qingwen who was taking care of Chengyu, Lin Zhen who seemed lost in thought, and Lai Fu, the napping tiger who was still sitting quietly at his feet and acting as Chengyu's "mount".

The air after the rain is particularly fresh, but it also seems to carry a hint of indescribable doubt.