Chapter 2: You Are My Wife-master

Meng Jun’s heart skipped a beat as he turned to look at Li Ruantang, who was sitting obediently on the edge of the bed.

Her face had a bit more radiance, and her pair of black apricot eyes were shining brightly. “Rest assured, sir, I am not an unchaste person.”

“I asked this because I was afraid that while I was injured and unconscious, I might have done something improper to you.”

“I…”

The corners of her lips were slightly torn from the constant talking, and Li Ruantang only needed to lick her dry lips for a faint taste of blood to fill her mouth.

She sighed and lowered her eyes to look at her disheveled appearance, causing her to hesitate with the marriage proposal she had been mulling over.

With her current appearance, she was afraid that this young gentleman might not be willing. She would have to work hard to win him over.

Although it was for the sake of a bet, but…

Li Ruantang secretly glanced at the young gentleman holding the teacup, feeling even more delighted in her heart. She wondered what kind of girl he liked.

However, judging from the brocade clothes she was wearing and the jade pendant at her waist, his family must be wealthy.

After all, in the Great Jin, only the powerful and noble could wear jade.

His family background was good, but what about his rear court?

Li Ruantang slightly frowned, but she really couldn’t remember anything. However, based on her nervousness and trembling hands when she hugged the young gentleman earlier, Li Ruantang estimated that there should not have been any close attendants in his courtyard yet.

Then the household must be clean!

She secretly counted on her fingers, racking her brains to calculate the merits she should mention later.

Meng Jun turned his head and handed over the teacup that he had been warming in his palm for a while, saying in a low voice, “Drink some of this first.”

There was only a pot of cold tea in the room, but fortunately, it was warm outside, so drinking it wouldn’t be too hard on the stomach. However, Li Ruantang was injured and extremely thirsty.

She had only taken a sip when the young gentleman lightly tapped the wrist holding the teacup with his fingertips, “Drink slowly, this water is cold. If you get a stomachache later, it will be uncomfortable.”

His voice was clear and melodious, and the concern in his words was genuine.

Hearing this, the tips of Li Ruantang’s ears turned slightly red. This young gentleman was indeed gentle, and she became even more delighted in her heart. After moistening her throat and organizing her thoughts, she said solemnly, “If the young gentleman doesn’t mind, my family background is decent, and my rear court is clean. Moreover…”

“Wi-wife-master.”

Meng Jun forced a smile and gently interrupted Li Ruantang, who was listing her merits.

He had not been engaged before, and these two words were commonly used by others, but it was the first time for him, causing him to stutter badly.

With outsiders eyeing him covetously, even if he didn’t want to be involved with Li Ruantang, he could only obediently acknowledge this title of wife-master at this moment.

Moreover, Meng Jun wasn’t sure if Li Ruantang, who had lost her memory, was still willing to protect him. Rather than creating unnecessary complications, it was better to directly confirm this title, lest those people really give him to some Lady Fu.

“…You don’t remember me?”

His eyes were still slightly red, and he looked pitiful and aggrieved as he turned his gaze, startling Li Ruantang and making her shoulders sink. “What did you call… call me, sir?”

She widened her eyes and stared blankly at the young gentleman who was secretly wiping his tears.

“Wife-master, how could you forget me?” Meng Jun covered his face with his wide sleeves, his voice muffled and sad. “Are you doing this on purpose?”

“Did you take a fancy to some other young gentleman and regret marrying me?”

The young gentleman’s crying was so genuine that after asking three questions in a row, Li Ruantang believed him a little more. “I, I’m really your wife-master?!”

She had actually married a husband?

Her dazed mind suddenly became clear for a moment at this sentence. It was like igniting a fire, burning her face hot. No wonder she was so delighted when she saw this young gentleman.

However, she was so severely injured that she even forgot such an important matter.

Li Ruantang fumbled in her sleeves for a long time before pulling out a handkerchief. She turned it over and looked at it, and only dared to hand it to the crying young gentleman after seeing that it was clean. “Don’t cry, I really don’t have any other young gentlemen.”

“I swear, there’s only you.”

“Hmph!” Meng Jun secretly wiped away the tears he had forced out and turned to stare at her, saying, “Didn’t you lose your memory, wife-master? You don’t even remember me, so how do you know you don’t have any other lovers!”

His words were clear and logical, causing Li Ruantang’s eyes to twitch as she was questioned, and her voice immediately lowered by half. “I, I…”