Transmigrated into a book? A vicious female supporting character? A senior sister? Tsk tsk!

Finally hearing what he wanted to hear, Xiao Yimo put down his chopsticks, took out water to help Tang Xinyan rinse her mouth, and explained:

"This morning at the Marriage Bureau, I saw on those scrolls that eating raw dumplings symbolizes having a son soon, so I secretly prepared dumplings while you were frying pork chops."

Tang Xinyan suddenly realized why he always volunteered to do things, but didn't help this time; he had been secretly preparing this.

However, thinking of "having a son soon," Tang Xinyan looked at Xiao Yimo and said somewhat uncertainly:

"Amo, do you really like children?"

Realizing Tang Xinyan had misunderstood, Xiao Yimo quickly explained:

"I don't care whether you like it or not, I just think this custom has a good meaning. If you don't want to have children, it'll be even better if it's just the two of us without anyone bothering us."

Of course, if it were your child, I would certainly love it too, but the child would never surpass yours.

Tang Xinyan pouted and gave a soft snort:

"Come on, if it were a boy, maybe, but if it were a girl, I bet you'd be a doting father to your daughter."

The thought of a pretty young girl who resembled Tang Xinyan made Xiao Yimo's eyes light up, but he also guiltily touched his nose and said awkwardly:

"Not at all. Although daughters are definitely more lovable than boys, they can never surpass wives."

Tang Xinyan didn't believe a word of this:

"Hmph, I don't believe it. However, it's too early to talk about whether to believe it or not, since it's really not easy for a deity to conceive."

Thinking that Tang Xinyan minded, Xiao Yimo quickly picked her up and said half-seriously:

"That's perfect. I've always wanted to spend more time with my wife, just the two of us. If we have a baby, my wife won't belong to me alone anymore."

He then carried the person to the edge of the bed and sat them down, his gaze burning as he murmured:

"Madam, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. We should not waste this beautiful time."

After saying that, he kissed the lips he had been longing for...

As the saying goes, the four great joys of life are: rain after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, the wedding night, and passing the imperial examination with flying colors...

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A week later, Tang Xinyan, finally able to get out of bed, sat resentfully on the swing chair in the garden.

Xiao Yimo was massaging her from the side, but then he saw that the old man's hands were getting restless again as he massaged her!

Tang Xinyan slapped the hand away impatiently, snorted, and turned her head to the side. Xiao Yimo, knowing he was in the wrong, quickly stepped forward.

With a pitiful look, she gently coaxed:

"My dear wife, I truly did not mean it."

Seeing that Tang Xinyan still ignored him, he had no choice but to resort to his trump card, looking pitiful and very sad, and lamented:

"Alas, I was born before you were born, and you were born after I had grown old. It's also my fault for being so old, so much older than you. It's understandable that you dislike me..."

Tang Xinyan: "........"

Although she knew Xiao Yimo was doing it on purpose, Tang Xinyan still couldn't bear to see him like this. After all, even though there was an element of acting involved,

But Tang Xinyan also knew that Xiao Yimo was somewhat bothered by this, so she couldn't hold back her anger and hurriedly retorted:

"Don't accuse me wrongly! I didn't mean to look down on you!"

Seeing that the young girl was willing to talk to him, Xiao Yimo quickly pressed on:

"You mentioned the old house for your husband."

Tang Xinyan choked, utterly speechless:

"You know perfectly well that's not what I meant!"

Xiao Yimo continued to feel aggrieved:

"Is that so? Then, my wife, please explain what you mean by 'old house'?"

Tang Xinyan fell silent. How was she supposed to explain this? After all, the old house did indeed... cough cough, implying an elderly person. Tang Xinyan was certain that if she really explained it, she'd probably be back in bed the next second...

Sigh... It's her fault too. She was so upset that she said things she shouldn't have, which caused her "sentence" to be extended by three days instead of the time she was supposed to be released!

Thinking of this, Tang Xinyan coughed twice and said seriously:

"Alright then, let's call it even this time since I was also at fault, but you can't do this again!"

"Ok."

Although Xiao Yimo was somewhat disappointed, he decided to stop while he was ahead and didn't dare to cause too much trouble. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't even be able to get into his room tonight, let alone eat meat.

However, seeing the little girl's listless demeanor, as if she had been badly bullied, Xiao Yimo suggested:

"How about I carry my wife back to sleep for a while?"

Upon hearing the word "sleep," Tang Xinyan immediately sprang to her senses and instinctively shook her head in refusal.

"No, I'm fine staying here."

As he spoke, he subtly moved to the side, a small gesture that left Xiao Yimo both amused and exasperated. He said irritably, "..."

"Don't worry, I'm not that much of a beast."

Although she knew she had misunderstood, Tang Xinyan still snorted, stubbornly preparing to mutter a few words, when she sensed someone arriving within her domain.

Xiao Yimo naturally sensed it as well, realizing that it was Zhang Shuyi who had arrived. He looked at Tang Xinyan with a puzzled expression, and Tang Xinyan then remembered her agreement with Zhang Shuyi.

They should have met a few days ago, but considering they were newlyweds, Tang Xinyan postponed it, and thankfully she did...

Thinking of that possibility, Tang Xinyan couldn't help but glare at Xiao Yimo again. She got up, straightened her clothes, and was about to go to the door to greet him when Xiao Yimo put his arm around her waist.

Tang Xinyan was puzzled:

"what?"

Xiao Yimo smiled matter-of-factly:

"As the male head of the household, how can I not greet the guests when they come to our home?"

Tang Xinyan raised an eyebrow:

Are you sure it's just hospitality? And there's no other intention?

Xiao Yimo, with a serious expression, said solemnly:

"Of course, we're all acquaintances, what intentions could I possibly have?"

"Okay, let's go."

Seeing how convincingly he was putting on an act, Tang Xinyan didn't expose him, only secretly pursing her lips and thinking to herself:

'Don't you know me? If it weren't for wanting to use Sister Shuyi to spread the word about them being together to Brother Feng, he wouldn't have shown his face at all, given his aloof nature.'

The two arrived at the courtyard gate, just as Zhang Shuyi reached the entrance. Seeing their intimate posture and the way their breaths mingled,

I already understood, and I congratulated him with a smile:

"congratulations."

After thinking for a moment, he took out a pair of Thunder Essence Ruyi Scepters, handed them to Tang Xinyan, and said with a smile:

"This is just a small token of my wish that you two will be together forever and that your hearts will be united forever."

She shouldn't refuse a wedding gift, but considering they would be having a banquet and a follow-up ceremony later, Tang Xinyan politely declined.

"Sister Shuyi, how about we wait until our wedding ceremony in the future to give you this gift?"

Zhang Shuyi, however, refused to take it back:

"Since I've already taken it out, there's no reason to take it back. I know you don't want me to spend money, so how about this, consider it a gift from me to you?"