Quick Transmigation: Good Man Series 1 [1-200]

The Red Fades, the Fragrance Disappears; Who Will Pity It? (15)

After they finished tossing and turning until the middle of the night, enchanting the entire room, Xi Wen slept wearily in the messy bed. Xie Fei put on his outer robe, casually directing people to change the bedding. He carried Xi Wen to the inner room to bathe, waiting for them to finish.

The two of them slept wrapped around each other. On the morning of the second day, Xi Wen woke before the sun even rose.

She moved a bit before she realized she was hugged tightly in Xie Fei's chest, her waist wrapped by his powerful arms, her own back pressed against his chest. Xi Wen's little face reddened, involuntarily recalling last night in bits and pieces. Afraid to think more and more, she took a deep breath, gently pulling aside Xie Fei's hand and carefully climbing around him to get off the bed.

After eating breakfast, Xie Fei took Xi Wen by the hand and led her to the main hall to pay respects and get to know the family members in the houses next door.

The entire process of paying respects was unusually peaceful. Seeing Xie Fei's cold face, nobody dared to make things difficult. After half a shichen (one hour) the two of them returned to the courtyard.

After that, Xi Wen's days in Xie Residence became even sweeter and more leisurely. In the Liang Residence on the next street over, it was a different sight.

Before the sun had risen, the entire master's courtyard in the Liang Residence's was quiet. Chen Bing'er hobbled towards the kitchen with bucket, dressed in a hemp robe. It had been just over two months since their wedding day, but her body had rapidly thinned away. Her cheeks were deeply hollowed, her face sallow, and her aura dispirited and depressed.

When she had heated up the water and cooked the meal, Mother Liang's voice came from the courtyard next door. "Dumb bitch1, why haven't you brought the water in yet? You were too lazy to get up today, weren't you?"

Hearing the voice, Chen Bing'er's back grew stiff. She quickly spooned the hot water from the pot to the wooden bucket. Panting heavily, she hurried to bring it next door.

Mother Liang was still yelling and swearing from down the corridor. Seeing Chen Bing'er, her expression grew ugly. Her eyes drilled into her, full of dislike. "A bride who is happy to eat but not to work! My son marrying you was really the unluckiness of eight lifetimes! Looking at your unlucky appearance, no wonder you let my son spend the night of the wedding day laying in bed. You're obviously a village girl, you still want to become an official's wife? I don't know what kind of befuddling soup you gave to my son, you vixen. He wouldn't become a son-in-law to the emperor, instead wanting to marry you, a village girl... If he wants to marry you, then just marry. Who knew you would even provoke Xie Residence, causing my son to lay on bed for a month..."

Chen Bing'er seemed to be used to Mother Liang's yelling. Her face was blank and her hands busy.

Just at this time, Liang Shao's voice came from the side room next door. Annoyed, he shouted, "Shut up, what are you yelling about so early!"

Mother Liang immediately shut her mouth. With a swing of her handkerchief, she glared at Chen Bing'er and returned to the house.

Chen Bing'er looked at the servants and maids who were sizing her up in silence, unable to help but feel sadness welling up in her.

... 

The night of the Liang Residence's big wedding, Liang Shao was hit until he spat blood. Chen Bing'er's body and mind also suffered inhuman torment. After seeing the two of them, the doctor had them lay in bed, letting them recuperate in peace for a time.