Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 2: Wedding Night

"Sister-in-law, did something occur?"

These days, merely finding enough sustenance for a family is a daunting trial.

Quite frankly, it remains uncertain if many households will manage to persist until the arrival of spring.

Though our family's circumstances are marginally better, there is little cause for celebration.

After all, the original host's recent illness depleted a significant portion of our savings.

Chen Xuan pondered, finding it quite unlike his sister-in-law’s typical demeanor to raise such heavy matters now.

"Ah!"

Su Wanqiu exhaled a soft sigh.

She then remarked, "Matchmaker Wang arrived today to propose a union between you and Li Tie from our village. You are well aware of him; he is a notorious rogue and scoundrel. How could I ever consider entrusting Yun’Er’s future to such a man?

Nonetheless, during our discourse, I discovered his ties to a member of the Wild Wolf Gang. To preempt any potential calamity, it would be far wiser for you and Yun’Er to formalize your union immediately. This would effectively shield us from any entanglement with such a villain."

Upon finishing her words, her gentle gaze rested upon him in anticipation.

While this strategy originated from her own mind, she felt compelled to observe his reaction.

"Hmph! Does a wretch like him even deserve to be mentioned?"

Chen Xuan’s eyes flared, a surge of righteous indignation welling within him.

Ever since his initial encounter with Su Yun, he had harbored secret affections for her.

However, contemplating the harsh reality of these natural disasters and the scarcity of resources, he hesitated to speak prematurely, hoping to wait until a more stable time.

Yet, with his sister-in-law’s intervention and the looming threat, he could no longer stand idly by.

He patted his chest with resolve, declaring, "Sister-in-law, please be at ease. I shall take full responsibility for protecting both you and Yun’Er from this day forth."

As the words left his lips, he sensed a slight irregularity in his logic.

Yet, upon further reflection, he dismissed the thought—as the sole male in the household, he was naturally its provider.

Su Yun would be his wife, and naturally, he would cherish her, just as he was duty-bound to care for his elder sister-in-law.

Surely, this was nothing more than expected familial affection, right?

Fortunately, Su Wanqiu perceived no impropriety in his promise.

Instead, she responded with grave sincerity, "Naturally, I trust you, brother. I have prepared warm water for you; purify yourself well, and tonight, you shall stay in Yun’Er’s quarters."

"Understood, sister-in-law!"

Chen Xuan struggled to mask the widening grin threatening to take over his face.

Once Su Wanqiu retreated to her own quarters, he finally allowed his restraint to vanish, revealing a wide, triumphant smile.

The three great joys of life, they say: finding a friend in a distant land is unlikely—in this strange realm, can one even find another of his kind?

Climbing the ranks in the imperial exams seems even more improbable.

Only the bliss of a wedding night remained.

Unexpectedly, this joyous occasion was to manifest this very night.

"Little sister, I remain on the boat, as you tread upon the shore."

Humming a catchy, fitting tune, he hurried toward the kitchen to wash his face and feet, scrubbing his body meticulously time and time again.

He even verified his own scent multiple times to ensure not a trace of unpleasantness remained.

For a moment of such significance, perfect cleanliness was mandatory.

Before stepping into Su Yun’s room, he shed his thick, gray outer jacket and stole inside on tiptoe.

At that moment, Su Yun was completely buried within the oversized floral quilt, to the point where her features remained unseen.

Chen Xuan approached the bedside, lifted the edge of the quilt with the utmost gentleness, and whispered, "Yun’Er, I am entering."

"Quick, extinguish the light!"

Su Yun’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s hum, vibrating with a subtle nervousness.

Chen Xuan complied instantly, blowing out the oil lamp with a single, practiced breath.

Then, he eased himself into the warmth of the bedding.

A distinct, intoxicating heat greeted him.

It was immensely comfortable.

When his calf brushed against hers, feeling that supple and delicate skin, Chen Xuan felt a rush of rejuvenation.

"Are you wearing nothing at all?"

He swallowed his nervousness, his adrenaline peaking.

With a swift, decisive movement, he burrowed deeper into the quilt, pulling Su Yun into a tight embrace.

The moment he held her, he felt her frame quiver slightly.

"Brother Xuan!"

"Yun’Er!"

The passion within the room intensified rapidly.

... How could this occur? Ah! Chen Xuan felt a wave of embarrassment, even deep humiliation.

It must be because the original occupant of this body was an inexperienced novice, certainly not him!

Chen Xuan hastily conjured an excuse to salvage his wounded ego regarding this unsatisfactory performance.

"It is quite alright, perhaps you are simply exhausted. I feel sleepy as well, Brother Xuan!"

Su Yun murmured with tender consideration.

Like a domestic kitten, she curled into his chest and drifted toward sleep.

Yet, Chen Xuan was now restless.

This simply would not do. He could not accept such an underwhelming start to his wedding night; even if she were forgiving, his own pride as a man was at stake.

... As the dawn’s first light pierced the window, it struck Chen Xuan’s face. Still, he kept his eyes shut.

This girl was truly exceptional.

Last night, he had found himself no match for her.

When he finally stirred and opened his eyes, a notification glowed in the periphery of his vision.

[You and Su Yun shared a fruitful encounter. Reward: 3 Skill Points!]

Following this, a golden translucent slate manifested before his eyes.

[Name: Chen Xuan]

[Life Span: 18/55]

[Realm: Beginner]

[Cultivation Technique: Health Cultivation (Beginner) (0/50)]

[Skills: Basic Archery (5/10), Basic Tracking Technique (6/10)]

[Skill Points: 3]

Was this his personal system? Chen Xuan felt a surge of exhilaration.

He knew it—how could a transmigrator lack a unique advantage? He was no mere extra in this world.

Calming his racing heart, he began parsing the system's functions.

Health Cultivation was a legacy of the Chen clan, allegedly awarded to an ancestor who served as a military archer. He had practiced it for years, yet felt zero progress.

The other skills were clearly derived from his experience as a hunter.

And this system… it appeared to grant these so-called Skill Points through the intimate bonds of marriage.

Well… Chen Xuan’s expression grew rather curious.

This system was truly… unorthodox.

He remained unsure of the exact mechanics, yet he looked down at the slumbering Su Yun.

Should he investigate further? The early morning hours remained.

At this time, his sister-in-law, Su Wanqiu, should still be asleep. A little extra time should not invite trouble.

... After the secondary encounter, "You are going to be the death of me! It is broad daylight!" Su Yun muttered, her soft eyes glaring as her delicate hands tapped at his chest in annoyance.

Chen Xuan, catching his breath, pacified the charming woman in his arms.

"Hmph!" Su Yun turned away, pretending to ignore him, though she was not truly angry—her cooperation spoke volumes, only her frustration at the timing remained.

It was morning, after all… so shameful!

She buried her face deep within the quilts.

Meanwhile, Chen Xuan held her close, waiting impatiently for another prompt to appear.

Yet, after an lengthy wait, nothing manifested.

"Could it be that daylight renders the system void?" Chen Xuan mused internally.

By the time Su Wanqiu called them to rise for the morning meal, the notification still hadn't appeared.

Chen Xuan allowed a knowing smile to grace his lips.

It seemed to be true. No wonder the ancients warned against such conduct during daylight hours.

Now it seemed at least, the system held a certain level of moral standard after all.