The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man
Chapter 1275 - Chapter 1275 1275 Hang Beam 1

Chapter 1275: 1275 Hang Beam 1 Chapter 1275: 1275 Hang Beam 1 The next day, it was still Maid Yinzhu who said, “Son-in-law, the young lady instructed me to tell you not to neglect the martial arts she’s been teaching you, and to insist on practicing every day.”

“If she still cares about me, why does she have you tell me?

Can’t she tell me herself?”

“The young lady said when you can beat her, that’s when she’ll pay attention to you.”

“What!” He raised an eyebrow.

Yinzhu couldn’t understand his expression.

The young lady didn’t allow her to watch when she was teaching the son-in-law, so she didn’t know how skilled the young lady was, only that she had no inner strength.

In her opinion, how impressive could a woman be?

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A big man shouldn’t be unable to beat his wife, right?

She would never let anyone truly hurt the young lady, but that was a different matter from the son-in-law being unable to beat her.

Suddenly she remembered that the son-in-law had actually defeated twenty of Jin Xun’s servants…

The son-in-law’s skill was certainly extraordinary.

Could it be that the young lady was really that formidable?

In fact, she might not even be able to beat the twenty men Jin Xun had brought with him to provoke them recently.

She suddenly felt that her own young lady was incredibly secretive and her admiration grew.

Xiao Yuchuan saw a hint of contempt in Maid Yinzhu’s eyes and felt a fire rise in his chest, “As a servant, you dare to look at your master like that?”

“This servant dares not.”

“Hmph!

I’m telling you, I can beat my wife, I just didn’t go all out, I deliberately let her win, understand?”

“I don’t.”

“Of course a person who isn’t married wouldn’t understand.” He walked away with his head held high and his steps broad, his heart actually feeling very gloomy.

“What does this have to do with whether I’m married or not…” Yinzhu muttered carefully.

Really, the minds of men are as fathomless as the ocean; their thoughts are utterly inscrutable.

Actually, Xiao Yuchuan was well aware that his wife was an expert among experts in martial arts, and he even felt that she hadn’t finished teaching him.

Honestly, as things stood now, he would definitely lose to her.

Yet, he had managed to pin her down in bed and torment her for a day and a half.

Remembering her moans beneath him, his thoughts ran wild.

He knew clearly that his wife loved him deeply, which was why she had fallen for his trick in the moment and hadn’t had the heart to strike hard, letting him torment her.

He didn’t regret treating her that way at all.

Who asked her to dare to say she wanted to marry Fourth Brother?

The mere thought infuriated him!

The urgent task at hand was to coax his wife into not being angry.

He’d let it go for today and allow his wife to be sulky for another day.

Su Qingyue was far from sulky, though.

Aside from ignoring Xiao Yuchuan, she was normal with everyone else.

In the evening, large goose-feather snowflakes floated down outside.

In the room, Su Qingyue lay under the quilt while Xiao Yuchuan tiptoed onto the bed, but she ignored him.

As his hand reached out to her, she mercilessly kicked him off the bed.

“Ouch!” He landed on his butt and exaggeratedly cried out, “Wife, you’re too harsh!”

Climbing back into bed, “Wife, I just want to hold you while we sleep, can you please not kick me?”

As long as he didn’t reach out, he was fine, but as soon as he did, she kicked him again.

It really hurt, truly hurt.

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His eyebrows furrowed.

“Wife, I was wrong, please forgive me.

If you don’t forgive me, then I have no choice but to…” He went to the cabinet, took out a piece of white silk he had prepared earlier, tossed it over the beam, and then moved a stool underneath it.

Su Qingyue lay in bed, watching his actions…

Was he pretending to hang himself?

A contemptuous glint flashed in her eyes, a person who threatens others with their own life, better off dead.

Xiao Yuchuan tugged on both ends of the white silk, apparently checking for sturdiness.

Satisfied, he glanced sideways at her, “Dear, don’t try to stop me from what I’m about to do.”