Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Zhongtian was anxious to save lives. She knew there was something fishy about the fire. Last time, Ding Yucheng was behind Xia Jin'an's departure. This time, she and Xia Muning were about to consummate their marriage when Ding Yucheng's Chaolu Pavilion caught fire again!

Zhongtian walked away quickly, ignoring Ding Yucheng's sorrowful and painful gaze behind him.

She couldn't leave Xia Muning alone in the bridal chamber; she couldn't leave Xia Muning with any regrets on their joyous day.

Xia Muning waited alone in the new room. Shishu wanted to keep him company, but he sent her away.

Although it was already spring, Xia Muning felt cold all over. He had been happily waiting for Zhong Tian's arrival in his room.

To his surprise, Shishu hurriedly told him that Chaolu Pavilion was on fire. A strong sense of unease filled his body, and he immediately became suspicious of Ding Yucheng.

Ding Yucheng acted too hastily, which immediately revealed his intentions.

His goal was Zhong Tian, ​​and even after their divorce, Ding Yucheng still couldn't forget Zhong Tian.

He thought maliciously that it would be best if Ding Yucheng perished in the fire, filled with resentment and affection.

But he knew that Zhongtian would save Ding Yucheng, just as he had saved him time and time again.

Ding Yucheng might use all sorts of disgusting methods to keep Zhong Tian, ​​after all, he has sacrificed so much.

Will Nakata return tonight? The thought sent a chill down his spine.

If he didn't come back, he thought he would personally scratch Ding Yucheng's feigned gentle face with a knife tomorrow, and then personally cut off his head.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Nakata returned looking disheveled, her face covered in black marks, her once neatly styled hair now disheveled. She walked very quickly, clearly having rushed from Asaru Pavilion.

She faced Xia Muning and said earnestly, "I'm sorry, Muning, I'm late!"

Xia Muning's eyes stung with tears. He rushed over and hugged Zhong Tian, ​​saying, "It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!"

He wouldn't ask any questions as long as she came back.

Xia Muning helped Zhong Tian wipe away the black marks on his face.

Their eyes met, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered between them.

“Zhongniang…”

Zhongtian magically pulled a red money bag from his pocket and said to Xia Muning, "Luckily it wasn't burned. We're already married, Muning, shouldn't you change your address and call me your wife?"

"If you call out, there are 20 taels of silver in this red envelope. This is your 'change of address' fee!" Zhongtian tempted.

Xia Muning didn't actually care about the 20 taels of silver, but since Zhongtian was interested, he was naturally willing to cooperate.

The words "wife master" had been repeated countless times in Xia Muning's mind, and today, saying them was as simple as drinking water: "Wife master..."

Zhong Tian solemnly handed the red money bag to Xia Muning: "Muning, the title of 'wife' is a heavy responsibility to me! If you call me 'wife,' I will protect you for a day."

Xia Muning carefully placed the money bag on the bedside table.

She then took out a small box, blushing, and handed it to Zhongtian.

"What is this?" Nakata asked curiously.

"Open it and take a look."

Nakata opened it with a puzzled look and found a delicate key inside.

"Where is this key from?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xia Muning's eyes widened in shock. Zhong Tian knew he had said the wrong thing.

"My lady, didn't you marry Ding Yucheng before? Didn't he give you this on your wedding night?"

Was Ding Yucheng, that promiscuous woman, not a virgin when she married Zhong Tian?

Nakata searched her memory with some difficulty, and when she finally remembered something, her hand holding the key trembled slightly.

"Is this the key to the chastity lock?"

“…Hmm.” Xia Muning lowered her head and did not look at Zhong Tian.

In the Zhaohua Kingdom, men wear chastity locks after reaching adulthood, which are given to them by their wives upon marriage and removed by the wives themselves.

Nakata had never seen anything like this in modern society. She didn't understand it, but she was deeply shocked!

Xia Muning handed a glass of wine to Zhong Tian: "My lady, let's drink the nuptial wine."

Zhong Tian shook his head: "Mu Ning, I can't handle one cup of wine. If I drink, our wedding night will be ruined."

Xia Muning clearly understood and drank both glasses of wine. He had heard that a man's slightly tipsy state was the most charming.

Fueled by the alcohol, he took Zhongtian's hand and led her to the spacious bed. His hands slowly undid her clothes, his tone incredibly suggestive: "My wife, don't let this spring day go to waste!"

Zhongtian felt that the men of this matriarchal country were indeed exquisite. They could soften their bodies in bed and endure torture. They were extremely obedient. Even Xia Muning was extremely compliant.

Even though Xia Muning was covered in a fine layer of sweat and couldn't help but groan intermittently, even though he was on the verge of collapse, he wouldn't resist; his eyes were only on you.

He gazes at you intently, his eyes filled with an indescribable tenderness, like a pool of spring water.

Nakata was engrossed in a beautiful dream.

It wasn't until Shishu knocked on the door that the two, exhausted from the previous night, slowly woke up from their sleep.

After Xia Muning finished dressing herself, she helped Zhong Tian wash up.

Early in the morning, Xia's father sent someone to deliver silver, saying it was for good luck, and also exempted the two from the tea ceremony.

People in ancient times did not have a honeymoon period.

After washing up, Nakata went to the shop to get busy.

Just as he had predicted, the price of the frozen fish plummeted after it thawed in the lake, making long-distance transportation no longer worthwhile.

But the gains were considerable; the 20 taels of silver given by Xia's mother had now become 100 taels.

Zhongtian hired Song Jinshu's former shop assistants to continue helping her brew wine.

"Master, how much to brew?" the helper asked.

"Brew as much as you can!"

The helper hesitated: "This wine isn't cheap; it might be a waste if we can't sell it."

"No problem!"

During the Spring Festival, Zhong Tian sold frozen fish not only to make a quick profit, but also to test the efficiency of the express delivery network built by Jin Xia and her three partners. Judging from the results, it has been initially established.

So she asked some elderly people and widows to pack the Red Crispy Hand Wine and transport it to all directions, delivering it to Jin Xia and the others.

Jin Xia and the other three each built a huge warehouse, filled with goods, to store the wine. As long as the sales channels were established, they would not have to worry about finding buyers.

The foundation of logistics and express delivery is sufficient manpower and a huge supply of goods. In ancient times, without the development of modern networks, it was necessary to stockpile goods to ensure that goods from all over the country could be delivered to people quickly when they wanted them.

Zhongtian was planning to open a small shop that would only require two people: one to collect the goods and the other to deliver them door-to-door.

She also plans to build a large warehouse to start stockpiling goods and create a huge supply.

As she was pondering this in her heart, Liang Yun came to the shop. His eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at Zhong Tian pleadingly: "Madam Zhong, please go and see my mistress. She has a persistent high fever."

Zhong Tian said coldly to Liang Yun, "I'm not going! Your master is injured, go find a doctor, I'm not a doctor!"