Reborn as the Blissful Wife in the countryside Chapter 1195: Fellow Villagers from Home Have Arrived

Qin San Lang understood that Great Chu carried a special meaning for Grandpa and the others; it had been their source of pride long ago.

He reassured Elder Qin: "Grandpa, don’t be sad. You’ve always taught us from childhood that a dynasty’s fate lies beyond human control. It’s all destined."

"Destined? You brat still cling to that idea? Don’t try to trick this old man." Elder Qin knew perfectly well that San Lang rejected fate; he put faith only in human will.

Hadn’t that aloof girl Xiao Yu been quietly melted by his warmth over the years until he captured her heart?

"No need to console me. This old fellow has witnessed everything and can bear it," Elder Qin stated, unwilling to let Qin San Lang fret.

Qin San Lang grinned and replied, "Good that you’ve accepted it."

Elder Qin gazed at him with profound eyes and warned: "You must accept it too. As a Company Commander in the Military Office, you’re aware of what’s coming. If it can’t be held, and blood flows, don’t grieve too much."

"Watch your soldiers closely. Stop them from dying to aid the farmers, and prevent them from exploiting the chaos for wickedness."

Qin San Lang responded: "Got it, Grandpa. Rest easy, I gave them orders before returning. After years of training, they follow rules and won’t drag me down now."

Elder Qin recalled Brother Luo Wu and shared with Qin San Lang what Luo Wu had told the villagers.

Qin San Lang furrowed his brow lightly and assured: "Don’t worry, Grandpa. I’ll speak with Brother Luo Wu and ensure he avoids errors."

"Enough of these worries. With Good Brother An and Xiao Yu here, plus me at Songzi Manor, you can dash about outside without concern." Noticing Qin San Lang’s fatigue, Elder Qin cut short: "Go rest a bit; I’ll wake you when ready."

Qin San Lang said no more and headed inside to sleep.

He slumbered soundly, yet thoughts of visiting Gu Jinli pulled him awake after barely two hours, without Elder Qin’s call, so he rose to bathe.

After cleaning up, he donned fresh attire and bid farewell to Elder Qin.

Elder Qin smiled and said, "Off you go then."

Clearly itching to meet Little Xiao Yu.

Youth truly holds such charm.

Elder Qin’s knowing smile left Qin San Lang a touch embarrassed, so he exchanged a few words and departed.

Before long, Qin San Lang scaled the wall into the Gu Family grounds, imitated some bird cries, then tapped on the window.

The instant he knocked, Gu Jinli slid open the window. Spotting him, her face lit up with a grin: "You’re here, hurry in."

Her beaming smile eased Qin San Lang’s tension; he leaped inside, wrapped his strong arms around her snugly... Her yielding form, soft like tender caresses, calmed his spirit; no trial seemed unbearable in her hold.

Gu Jinli startled briefly, then chuckled, circling his waist with her arms and nestling close. Mmm, Brother Qin’s hold remained so soothing, despite the sweltering heat making his body warm against hers.

Qin San Lang sensed her slight coolness, perfect for embracing... A subtle, fresh scent clung to her, utterly delightful.

Gu Jinli realized he’d faced recent troubles, with worse awaiting after his departure. Thus, she stayed silent and still, letting him cling, aiming to soothe his burdened heart.

However...

Isn’t this embrace dragging on?

The scorching July sun had Gu Jinli nearly sweating from his radiating warmth.

"Uh, satisfied with the hug? Shall we switch it up?" Gu Jinli proposed earnestly.

Hearing her, Qin San Lang chuckled, let go slightly, but drew nearer instead, leaning in for a kiss while murmuring deeply: "Hugs are done for tonight."

But kisses? Not nearly enough.

Gu Jinli: "..."

Getting bolder now. Every visit brings kisses and cuddles. Where’s that old restraint?

Gu Jinli recalled always starting things before, but now he led, sparking her mild irritation. Her hand at his waist pinched him.

Qin San Lang tensed, his gentle grip turning firm. He pinned her to the wall beside the window, warning: "Don’t pull that again." Controlling myself is tough, understand?

His tone mixed helplessness and restraint, his frame even hotter, back muscles rigid like iron. Gu Jinli’s hand felt a rock-hard surface.

I messed up!

No more waist-pinching in moments like this. Cool it.

Noticing the shock and regret in her gaze, Qin San Lang burst out laughing. He lifted his hand to block her eyes and kept kissing her: "Little Xiao Yu is so cute~"

Regardless of how others described her as fierce, to him Xiao Yu was simply an adorable girl. She could be silly at times, frequently spouting odd remarks and pulling quirky antics, way more captivating than the boring ladies from the Capital.

Hmm, plus she was even prettier.

The renowned Capital City’s Double Pearls, famed for their supreme beauty and talents, simply couldn’t match his Little Xiao Yu.

Sigh!

Fifteen minutes passed before Qin San Lang let her go. Gu Jinli panted for air while shooting him a glare: "What are your lungs made of?"

Iron lungs or what, brother? I almost suffocated there.

Qin San Lang chuckled, jabbing her flushed cheek that had turned red from breath-holding, and remarked: "Little Xiao Yu still hasn’t learned how to breathe during a kiss. Don’t worry; next time, I’ll breathe for you."

"Shut up, don’t say such things," Gu Jinli flushed scarlet; voicing such bold words outright—Qin San Lang, I clearly misjudged you before.

"Okay, I won’t say it." Qin San Lang smartly went quiet, even as he etched the plan to breathe for her next time deep into his thoughts.

After all, he couldn’t let his hard-earned wife choke from a mere kiss.

Gu Jinli snorted coldly with a furious look, yet she still embraced him, declaring: "Remember, this isn’t your fault. The blame lies with the Emperor; you’re just following orders. So, no matter what you do, don’t feel it’s your crime."

Qin San Lang paused in surprise and replied: "Okay, I promise you, I won’t be affected by what’s to come."

He continued: "As long as Little Xiao Yu doesn’t think I’m an evil man, that’s enough."

He had no time or concern for others’ judgments.

Watching his spirits brighten, Gu Jinli felt joy too. With dawn’s light breaking, she pushed him: "Go now. Hold on for a few more days, and once the silver arrives, people will see hope and stop causing trouble. You all won’t have to do anything against your conscience then."

She warned: "Remember to take care of yourself. Half of you belongs to me now, and if you dare to let my other half get hurt, you’re dead."

These words filled Qin San Lang with profound warmth. His Little Xiao Yu always delivered her deepest care through the harshest phrases: "Okay, I won’t let myself, your man, get hurt."

Argh, Gu Jinli flushed in fury, jabbing toward the window: "Get going."

Qin San Lang didn’t delay, letting her go and slipping out the window.

Moments later, Gu Jinli caught the clatter of horse hooves, realizing he’d departed. She lingered by the window briefly before heading back to sleep.

Yet she barely dozed off when noise roused her.

Xiao Ji banged on the door, yelling: "Young Master, your fellow villagers from your hometown are here, a whole group of them. Hurry and come see."