My Wife is a Psychic

Zhao Ruifeng was speechless. His brain stopped working.

“Husband, your nose is bleeding.” Jiang Xi said indifferently. Zhao Ruifeng hurriedly wiped it clean, but his eyes were burning like fire. His gaze fell on Jiang Xi, making Jiang Xi’s face burn. He did not know whether to stop or continue.

The curtain by the bed slowly fell down, and only a sentence could be heard from inside.

“Xixi, I’m a little uncomfortable…” Zhao Ruifeng’s voice was hoarse and confused, “Xi Xi, what’s wrong with me?”

After that… “It hurts. Xixi, are you in pain?” Zhao Ruifeng’s voice carried a bit of forbearance and a bit of blankness.

Then, he was excited, “Xixi, I …” I can’t take it anymore … Xixi, Xixi…” Each moan was louder than the last, and each breath was more rapid than the last.

The next morning, Jiang Xi’s body felt as if it had fallen apart and she could not even get up. She was covered in shocking red marks, and her thick hair draped over her shoulders, giving off a somewhat seductive aura. Zhao Ruifeng looked at her with bright eyes, and his Adam’s apple kept rolling, “Xixi, when are we going to play the game we played last night again?” He looked as if he had won a grand prize. After living for such a long time, it finally activated a certain function.

Jiang Xi seriously suspected that there was something wrong with Zhao Ruifeng’s brain. How could such a stupid person lead an army to war?

“I finally know why I can’t get married and why people look at me with pity.” Zhao Ruifeng sighed after a long time, “I’m really pitiful.” Last night was a pleasure he had never experienced in the first half of his life. It was as if all the unfairness of fate had disappeared after meeting Jiang Xi. He seemed to have begun to get lucky.

Jiang Xi looked aggrieved. Although she was the one who taught him in the beginning, Zhao Ruifeng was a very good learner and could infer many things from one fact. Jiang Xi had planned to teach him herself, but in the end, she was the one who cried and begged for mercy.

“Wifey, I’m so glad to have met you. Meeting you is the best gift from heaven.” Zhao Ruifeng held Jiang Xi in his arms, feeling as if his heart was filled to the brim.

The two of them cuddled on the bed for a while before the maidservant came in to help them wash up. Zhao Ruifeng looked as if he had discovered a new continent. His entire face was glowing, and his eyes were always shining as he looked at Jiang Xi.

Hong Shan went to make the bed. After seeing the marks on the bed, she smiled faintly. However, when she saw the red blood on the bed, she was a little shocked. Why was General Zhao so rough? This was the Young Madam’s first time. Why did he not feel any heartache?

Jiang Xi saw Hong Shan’s expression, but she could not explain why there was so much blood. It was because Zhao Ruifeng had a nosebleed, right?

“Later, go and light incense for mother, and then go and offer tea to father. You just need to stand behind me. If they make things difficult for you, you can push it on me.” Zhao Ruifeng held Jiang Xi’s hand and the two of them went to the temple together.

There was a portrait hanging in the temple hall. The woman in the portrait had a smile on her face and a gentle gaze.

“My mother had a weak personality. She fell in love at first sight when she saw my father. Although the elders in the family didn’t think highly of my father, my mother insisted on marrying him. She even fell out with her maiden family. This was probably the bravest thing my mother had done in her life. Later, when my father brought in one concubine after another, she couldn’t resist at all, nor could she complain to her family.” When Zhao Ruifeng mentioned his mother, she did not know what to say. It was the stupidest thing to expect anything from a person like his father. There was a limit to his sincerity to every woman, but his feelings for every woman were true, which was why he was so fickle.

It was also because of his father, Zhao Hongwei’s influence that Zhao Ruifeng hated having too many women in his family. He would only marry one wife in his life. He held Jiang Xi’s hand tightly and felt very satisfied.

After the incense was finished, they went to the main hall of the Zhao residence. The main hall was full of laughter, but Zhao Ruifeng frowned. The Zhao family did not have any rules. Everyone knew that concubines could not eat with the matriarch. It was not allowed in other aristocratic families, but the Zhao family was used to it.