After they bought “Dream of Red Mansions” from the theater building…

Shan Yu hugged Wan Qiu’s shoulder along the fall of the willow and occasionally whispered a few words to him, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Wan Qiu blushed with the book in his arms, whispering with low eyelashes, “Let go first, everyone is watching.” He moved his shoulders but did not break free.

“Just let them look; I don’t care what they think.”

“Husband…”

“…”

Shan Yu was very speechless about this conservative ancient custom but had to take care of Wan Qiu’s shyness. After all, maintaining a certain distance in public places was also respectful to the other half.

He let go of his thumb from his long sleeves and asked, “Do you want to hold hands?”

Wan Qiu nodded with red ears, reaching out and holding Shan Yu’s fingers in his sleeve. He was not greedy, and as he moved up Shan Yu’s palm, he tightened his grip by an inch.

Shan Yu, while holding the slightly slender fingers in his palm, habitually placed his hand on Wan Qiu’s wrist and said, “The pulse is a bit heavy; I’ll take care of you when we get back.”

“Is it serious?”

“Don’t worry, it’s just a small problem.”

“That’s good.” Wan Qiu nodded and, thinking of something, asked while holding Shan Yu’s hand, “Husband, is the pulse not…pregnancy-related?”

Generally speaking, there was a situation of cold infection, especially since Wan Qiu’s body was not in good condition due to the original Shan Yu’s abuse. If he wanted to be pregnant again, it might be difficult.

“It depends on the situation, not necessarily.” Shan Yu didn’t say much, wanting to comfort Wan Qiu’s mood.

“Really?”

“Um.”

“Then… husband,” Wan Qiu looked carefully, “how is your body? Especially your right hand, can it get better?”

Since Shan Yu got better, he no longer had sex with Wan Qiu. Back then, Wan Qiu was pregnant, and it could be said that Shan Yu was considerate, but now their feelings were gradually deepening. Many times, Wan Qiu had to doubt if his man’s body had some issue.

When Shan Yu was hit on the head, did he bleed too much? What if it broke him somewhere else?

“My body is very good.” Shan Yu didn’t notice Wan Qiu’s euphemistic thoughts and thought he was concerned about his hand. He laughed, “It’s good to rest the hand for a while. Don’t worry, it will get better.”

“Still, I’m a little uneasy…”

The two talked while walking and suddenly saw a crowd gathered in front. They vaguely heard that someone was drowning.

Shan Yu instinctively went to save the person but was held back by Wan Qiu: “Don’t go, husband! Be careful not to collide with others!”

The clothes worn in summer were thin, and after drowning…

He shouldn’t see what he shouldn’t see, shouldn’t touch what he shouldn’t touch. It was very troublesome if the drowning person was a girl or shuanger.

Shan Yu was puzzled, “What collision? It’s important to save people, let me see.” Then he pushed away Wan Qiu and walked over.

There were many onlookers. The men were consciously standing outside. They wanted to come but were embarrassed to save someone; they were pushed and squeezed by Shan Yu.

Fortunately, someone was quicker than Shan Yu.

When Er Zhu saw the drowning shuanger in danger, the girl beside him just cried at a loss, not knowing to take emergency measures. He rushed up to perform chest compressions and artificial respiration.

‘What you should do should not be done in this era.’

Later, when an official came to the door with the gift, Er Zhu expressed there was no need for such things.

“I saved him out of kindness; why should he marry me, and why should I enter his household?” Er Zhu was stunned, grabbing his hair. “That’s not the point! The point is, I don’t agree!”

“You already have intimate relationship with this official’s cousin, you should take responsibility.”

“What kind of reasoning is this?” Er Zhu shouted, “I didn’t take advantage of him! I didn’t even see what he looked like! I really saved him! He would have died without me! Do you understand?”

The official looked cold, tapping the table with his index finger. “Because you saved him, this official is willing to talk to you here.”

“You are really a high official! I won’t agree! Kill me if you have the ability! I don’t want to live anyway!”

Er Zhu truly didn’t want to live.

Since Lian Zhou’s departure, he had been in a daze, wanting to go back every day, but lacking the courage to commit suicide.

If the official was willing to end it for him, Er Zhu would welcome it.

He really didn’t want to stay in this sorrowful state.

The official’s expression changed slightly as he changed the topic. “I received a letter a few days ago, stating that Lian Zhou, the young master of the Lian family, has become the concubine of the emperor. If someone were to find out that he had been sold to the brothel, what do you think would happen to him?”

Er Zhu’s eyes widened, and his pupils trembled violently as he compromised.

Others said that Grandma Wang’s good days were coming, but they didn’t know that her crying eyes were almost blind.

The person Er Zhu rescued was the cousin of the official, surnamed Yu, with the given name Hua.

Yu Hua had lost his parents since childhood. He operated the family’s clothing business alongside his brother. Originally rich and unattainable, people said Er Zhu’s family took advantage of the situation and climbed high.

This mismatched household meant Er Zhu could only marry into the family.

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On the day Er Zhu was married; the whole town was lively. Everyone on the street received tea money from the Yu family.

Shan Yu, with red silk around his waist, thanked the guests and said congratulations as he sent people away. Only then did he sit down in the chair. Fortunately, Er Zhu acted quickly that day; otherwise…

He chuckled.

Shan Yu felt that being a man was too dangerous in ancient times. One wrong move and he could end up married like Er Zhu. He humbly asked Wan Qiu, “How do you differentiate between shuangers and men? Is there any difference?”

Wan Qiu: “…” Was he really this clueless? How could he not distinguish between shuangers and men?

After thinking for a moment, Wan Qiu seriously explained the differences between shuangers and men to Shan Yu.

Shan Yu was puzzled. “Shuangers and men look the same when they are born. How do you distinguish them?”

Wan Qiu smiled. “What’s wrong with you? Don’t you even know this? After birth, shuangers have a red birthmark on their bodies…”

“Huh?” Shan Yu was confused.

Shan Yu hugged Wan Qiu, gently pulling off his clothes.

“… It’s different with everyone, like Lian Zhou, who has a red mole on his brow.” Blushing, Wan Qiu whispered while holding Shan Yu, “The birthmark on a shuanger’s body will slowly fade after marriage, and it will disappear after they have children.”

Raising his eyebrows, Shan Yu asked Wan Qiu softly, “So where is your birthmark placed?”