Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 188 - 188 Lucky Star Farmland Keeps Calm

Chapter 188: Chapter 188: Lucky Star Farmland Keeps Calm, Heirless Husband Busy Chasing Wife 48 Chapter 188 -188: Lucky Star Farmland Keeps Calm, Heirless Husband Busy Chasing Wife 48 Fu Huaichu woke up to find his fever had subsided.

Upon realizing where he was, he immediately sat up to look for Su Zhiruan.

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He only relaxed when he saw Su Zhiruan busy heating something.

“Ruanruan, am I cured?” Fu Huaichu came over and sat beside her. The two of them sat around the flame, the warm glow casting on their faces, creating a comforting atmosphere. “You should go to sleep too; I’ll keep watch here.”

Su Zhiruan didn’t speak, just shook her head, focusing intently on heating the heart.

This was also something Fu Huaichu had taken off the carriage; it had quickly frozen after getting wet, sticking together.

There were delicate dumplings and sweet pastries.

“Let’s eat something first to regain some strength,” Su Zhiruan said, using two sticks temporarily fashioned into chopsticks to flip the food on the stone slab. These items were all makeshift, the slab was flat and just right, which she had found and scooped up to use as a makeshift pan.

Fu Huaichu sat beside her, his expression completely relaxed, looking at Su Zhiruan then back to her focus on flipping items on the stone slab. At that moment, he experienced an unprecedented sense of calm and warmth. “Ruanruan, I suddenly realize, if we keep living like this, wouldn’t we just become an ordinary recluse couple?”

“Maybe this isn’t called seclusion,” Su Zhiruan picked up a piece of soft sweet pastry from the slab, placed it on another flat stone, and handed it to him, raising her brow. “Perhaps this is the life of a wild man.”

“Life of a wild man, huh…” Fu Huaichu took the small stone and the chopsticks she had prepared, but instead of eating the pastry himself, he handed it to Su Zhiruan, “You eat first.”

Su Zhiruan didn’t refuse; she gently took a bite. The well-heated pastry was crispy and soft, the filling oozing flowery sweetness that burst delightfully in her mouth, the tender and sweet texture lingering between her lips and teeth.

“If it’s just the two of us living this wild life, that wouldn’t be so bad,” Fu Huaichu said in a good mood, continuing to eat from where Su Zhiruan had bitten.

Su Zhiruan smiled helplessly, “I wonder how Zhezhi and Zheye are doing, whether the Emperor and Empress will send someone to find them.”

“Definitely,” Fu Huaichu couldn’t help but worry about the children, but at the moment, he could only say this, comforting both Su Zhiruan and himself.

Su Zhiruan also heated some buns; though not as good as freshly steamed, both were hungry. After heating some water, with pastries and small buns available, they ate without hesitation.

Until they had finished eating, it was still not bright outside. There were no sundials and no timers here; they could only wait dryly for the day to break.

After eating, Fu Huaichu took the initiative to clean up the utensils. “Go and sleep for a bit; I’ll keep watch here.”

“Let’s do it together,” Su Zhiruan stood up and approached him.

Fu Huaichu was much taller than her. She poked the chest of the man in front of her, “Lower your head.”

The man obediently lowered his head, bringing his face close to hers, “Like this?”

“…Too close.” Su Zhiruan intended to check if his fever had subsided, but he had brought his face so close that their cheeks were almost pressed together.

Fu Huaichu didn’t listen to her this time; instead, he just smiled and let Su Zhiruan place her hand on his forehead.

“Much better,” she withdrew her hand, pretending to be serious as she took the stone slabs from his hands, “Let’s not tidy up anymore, let’s both go to sleep.”

At that moment, Fu Huaichu had eyes only for her, and he listened to everything she said.

“Alright, together.”

Having spoken, Fu Huaichu took the items from her hand again, placed them on the ground, and, wrapping his arms around her slender shoulders, both sat down on the large cloak spread out as a makeshift bed, “If we agreed to sleep together, so we shall.”

The flickering flames cast the small cave in hues of red, and their snow-white garments too were tinged with a rosy hue.

Fu Huaichu suddenly laughed, hooking her pinky with his, “Ruanruan, doesn’t this seem like our wedding night in a bridal chamber?”

“A wedding night in a cave, outdoors? Truly fitting for a wild couple.” Su Zhiruan picked up the cup left over from when she gave Fu Huaichu water, “Here’s a cup; we could even have some wedding wine.”

“Since we are already a wild couple, if everything goes well and we return, why don’t you change your identity and stay by my side, Ruanruan? What do you think?” Fu Huaichu looked deeply into her eyes, his gaze filled with anticipation, waiting for her answer. Though he seemed to be joking on the surface, only he knew how sober he was at that moment, and he was serious with his words, “For instance… how about the identity of a Crown Princess Consort?”

Su Zhiruan gazed back at him earnestly; he had mentioned this many times before, both overtly and covertly.

Initially, she hadn’t really believed in this love, especially at the beginning when they were both hiding things from each other; she only wanted to complete her mission, not get involved with the Imperial Palace.

Throughout history, Emperors have been heartless; she merely wanted to protect herself, her children, and not let Zhezhi and Zheye also enter into this vast whirlpool.

But Zhezhi and Zheye were ultimately of Royal blood, too intelligent, and also had a strong sense of belonging to their home.

Su Zhiruan had thought Fu Huaichu was merely curious about her or had a fleeting fondness, but never expected that at some point, he had actually developed feelings for her.

She remembered what Fu Huaichu said when he left Su Family Village, deliberately turning her gaze away from him, “Has the Crown Prince forgotten? Initially, you intended to bring me back as a concubine, but now…”

Fu Huaichu deeply regretted why he had ever spoken those words back then. At that time, following An Ying’s advice and considering that Su Zhiruan was just a civilian, he thought of giving her the position of a concubine as a repayment for saving his life.

He had never thought that such a simple statement would dig such a big pit for him—concubines and minor wives, he just wanted her and no one else to be his Crown Princess Consort!

“Initially, I was wrong,” Fu Huaichu moved forward proactively, hugging her tightly with all his strength, “After I left, initially, I thought I would quickly forget this experience, but unexpectedly, after returning, I felt even more unfit. I wanted someone by my side, but didn’t want that person to be some entirely unknown noble lady from the Capital City, nor did I want any concubines; I simply wanted the Crown Princess Consort back.”

“So come with me, Crown Princess Consort.” Fu Huaichu still held her tightly.

After walking like the living dead for these past three years, he lost all interest in other women, he didn’t even want to glance at them; every time someone mentioned that he should marry a Crown Princess Consort, he instinctively compared them to Su Zhiruan in his mind.

And in the end, in his heart, she was always the victor.

Never defeated.