Yunxia's Quick Transmigration Journey

Yunxia's eyes lit up as she looked at the 'sparkling gold' items on the tray.

Yunxia excitedly exclaimed, "Tongtong, antiques, antiques from the palace!"

The system said, "Host, you are now an ancient person, an old relic. There's no need to envy them."

Yunxia "..."

Zhou Haochen held Yun Xia tightly around the waist with both hands. "So, my wife likes these gold, silver, and jade artifacts. I will collect more for her in the future. This is the key to the storeroom; everything inside is for you."

Yunxia took the key and casually asked, "Don't the stories say that the power to manage the household is the root of conflicts between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law?"

Zhou Haochen touched his nose somewhat awkwardly. "That lady, my mother has passed away. The current lady is my father's second wife."

Many years ago, I had a conflict with my family and separated from them on my own. At that time, I signed a written agreement and officially separated the family property after getting married.

The items in the storeroom include some from the division of the family property and some that I saved myself; they are our own private property as husband and wife and have nothing to do with my father's side.

I didn't tell you back then because I knew you were someone who hated trouble, and I was afraid you would dislike me because of the mess in my family.

Holding a grudge against one's parents is a grave act of filial impiety. I don't want you to know my shortcomings and risk severing ties with me, so I've chosen to keep it a secret.

Yunxia was stunned. So this person was playing tricks on her; she had been lured into the door.

No, she had the system check. Zhou Haochen was a person of noble character, pure in body and mind, and devoted in relationships. She hadn't really investigated his family much; she had always planned to move out and live separately, and hadn't considered living with her in-laws.

Seeing Yunxia deep in thought, her brows furrowing and her eyes relaxing, Zhou Haochen couldn't help but clench his fists. He was worried that his newlywed wife might abandon him in a fit of anger.

Zhou Haochen's voice trembled slightly, "Yunxia, ​​I promise I won't hide anything from you from now on. Please forgive me this time."

Yun Xia looked up and met Zhou Haochen's pleading eyes.

"You said it yourself, you're not allowed to hide anything from me from now on, including things you think are for my own good. I don't like people using the guise of doing what's best for me to deceive me."

"You need to know that the most important thing between husband and wife is honesty. If one doesn't speak up and the other doesn't ask questions, the conflicts will gradually deepen, and in the end, the couple will only drift further and further apart," Yun Xia said proudly.

Zhou Haochen held Yun Xia tightly in his arms and murmured in her ear, "Xiaxia, I will listen to you from now on. Please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Yunxia said, "I'll reluctantly forgive you. By the way, aren't we going to visit our parents today?"

Zhou Haochen: "I've already informed the old family home beforehand. I'll go there at noon to pay my respects and have lunch together. I'll go again before leaving the capital."

Yun Xia said listlessly, "Okay, I understand."

Zhou Haochen said with concern in his eyes, "Madam worked hard yesterday. You should rest for a while. I'll come and call you when we go out later."

Yunxia stretched out her arms and said coquettishly, "Husband, hug me," her words of "husband" filled with tender affection.

Looking at Jiaojiao in his arms, Zhou Haochen felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and the veins on his arms holding her bulged.

"My lady, you've worked hard. Let me serve you." A lustful voice rang in Yunxia's ears.

Before going to sleep, Yunxia was still thinking, "This person is really easily teased. He was supposed to have self-control."

On the third day after her wedding, Yunxia prepared the traditional return gifts.

After marriage, Zhou Haochen became increasingly clingy. Except for necessary business trips, he would stay by Yunxia's side every moment at home. The two lived a blissful life together, inseparable.

One day, Yunxia had a sudden whim and asked someone to bring her the best zither from her storeroom. After tuning it, she said, "Husband, I'll play the zither, and you can show me your swordplay, okay?"

As she spoke, Yunxia took the soft sword she had bought with ten points from the store off her waist and handed it to Zhou Haochen.

Zhou Haochen caught the soft sword, examined it, and praised it as a fine sword. Yun Xia noticed his fondness for the sword and gave it to him.

Thinking to myself, "It's okay, I'll take it back when you die of old age." That's right, the main idea is to avoid waste.

Zhou Haochen was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "Madam has given me a token of our love. What should I give her in return? In the future, I should eliminate more bandit strongholds and keep half of the gold and silver treasures I seize for Madam. She likes those shiny things. The rest should be handed over to the national treasury."

As Yunxia's fingers moved, a magnificent melody poured out from her fingertips.

In the courtyard, Zhou Haochen held a sword in his hand. With each familiar move, the sword energy in his hand spread out in circles, causing the flowers on the trees to flutter down.

The couple in the courtyard looked like celestial beings, so beautiful that no one dared to desecrate them.

As soon as the music stopped, Zhou Haochen couldn't wait to use his lightness skill to fly to Yun Xia's side, scoop her into his arms, and stride into the inner room.

The maids and servants all lowered their heads, keeping their eyes down and not daring to look around. They only said: "Master and Madam are a perfect match, and their love is extraordinary."

"Zhou! Hao! Chen! What's wrong with you in broad daylight?" Yun Xia struggled to get up, but he gently subdued her.

What is gentle suppression? He had a face that was exceptionally handsome, his eyes were filled with love, and his expression was three parts grievance and seven parts pleading, which made Yun Xia's heart soften immediately.

An hour later, Yun Xia, her heart hardened and her waist aching, was carried by Zhou Xiaoyao to wash up.

The couple, one indulging the other's tantrums and the other tolerating all of the other's little tempers, grew deeper and deeper in love day after day.

The system said, "You won't get too caught up in love, will you?"

Yunxia said, "He loves me, and I will try my best to reciprocate with the same love. If he stops loving me, I can immediately withdraw and love those who are worthy of love to the fullest, and cut my losses in time for those who are not worthy of love. I am loving him with a clear mind."

The system replied, "It's alright, you're neither love-obsessed nor a bad girl."

Zhou Haochen discovered that his wife was a treasure. The more he spent with her, the more he discovered her strengths. She was skilled in medicine, martial arts, and playing the piano; she was capable of everything.

A month after their marriage, the couple prepared to return to the border, since they had been exceptionally allowed to return to the capital only because of their marriage.

At the city gate, after a hurried farewell to their family, the couple rode off on horseback towards the border.

Behind them were several carriages carrying supplies to the border, driven slowly by servants, with a team of bodyguards accompanying them.

Half a month later, the two returned to the familiar border general's mansion. Zhou Haochen immediately threw himself into the military camp upon his return, while Yun Xia slept until the afternoon of the next day.

When Yunxia woke up, it was already dark. She quickly washed up, ate some food prepared in the kitchen, and then went to the study.

Recalling the military boxing taught by Brother Yun in her previous life, Yun Xia used her Western painting skills to draw each move vividly, and had the system give it a free old-fashioned look.

After thinking for a while, Yunxia copied the Thirty-Six Stratagems she had collected before into traditional Chinese characters, and also gave it an aged look.

After putting the two books together, Yunxia also selected some pills she had made herself to treat external injuries, colds, replenish qi and blood, and detoxify, and put them into a small cloth bag along with a heart-protecting mirror.

The next morning, Yunxia rode to the military camp.

Yunxia strode into Zhou Haochen's tent and handed him a small cloth bag. "Husband, look, you forgot your package."

Zhou Haochen's deep eyes flickered, and he took the cloth bag with a puzzled look. He opened it, glanced at it, and then quickly closed it again.

Yunxia's face, as bright as a spring flower, was full of pride, with a smug little expression that said, "Praise me!" which amused Zhou Haochen.

So he strode up to Yunxia, ​​picked her up, gently placed her on his bed, and leaned over her.

After expressing their gratitude in person, both of them were quite satisfied.

As Zhou Haochen flipped through the military treatise written by Yun Xia in an uncommon font, he also stroked the special breastplate, a warm feeling washing over him.

He wanted to spend his whole life with his wife, and she shared the same wish—how delightful!

With the nationwide availability of sweet potatoes and potatoes, soldiers' rations became more plentiful. With more food to eat, soldiers had more energy for training, and the practice of military boxing also improved their combat effectiveness.

The enemy forces on the border have recently been frightened and have not harassed the border for six months. Zhou Haochen and his wife have also enjoyed a period of pleasant newlywed life.

Yunxia has been in poor mental condition lately, often sleeping during the day. So she took her pulse and discovered that she was more than two months pregnant.

The arrival of the child was both unexpected and reasonable, since neither of them had taken any contraceptives.

Upon hearing the news from his servant, Zhou Haochen was overjoyed, his mouth stretching to the back of his ears.

He rushed home and, looking anxious, helped Yunxia, ​​who was taking a walk, back into the house. He said sternly, "Madam, you must go back to your room and lie down. Do not disturb the fetus."

Yunxia burst into tears, "Brother Chen, do you only care about the child and have already abandoned me? You've never looked at me like this before."

The more she thought about it, the more she realized it made sense, and she started sobbing. Yunxia knew that she was just being a little dramatic due to hormonal changes, but she just couldn't control herself at that moment.

Zhou Haochen knelt helplessly on the edge of the bed, gently hugged Yun Xia's waist, and wiped away the rolling tears with a handkerchief.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaxia, you know that you are the one I love the most. Don't be angry. I was just too nervous about you and didn't pay attention to my tone. Please don't be angry, okay? No one is more important than you."

Yunxia was only acting impulsively for a moment. She had calmed down by now, blushing as she buried herself in Zhou Haochen's arms, not wanting to get up.

Feeling the muffled laughter coming from Zhou Haochen's chest, Yun Xia began to feel embarrassed and angry.

She was held and coaxed for a while before she was willing to let him carry her out to eat.

Under Zhou Haochen's meticulous care, Yunxia gave birth to a seven-pound baby boy in March of the following year, named Zhou Jingxu. "Jing" refers to the generational order in the Zhou family, and "Xu" means the rising sun, symbolizing hope.

Zhou Jingxu was also the most satisfied grand-disciple of Lin Yan, the martial arts master of Yunxia. Finally, he received a little guy with excellent aptitude who could receive medicinal baths from a young age to lay a good foundation for martial arts.