On the Day of the Grand Wedding, My Wife Was Acting Strange - Chapter 6:
Chapter 6: Don’t Touch Me, Please?
After everyone had left, Lin Zhen didn’t bother pretending anymore. He sat openly on the stool, calmly accepting Liu Hanyang’s kneeling.
“What are you doing?”
Lin Zhen lifted the teacup and took a casual sip, appearing indifferent.
Liu Hanyang was an old fox in court; the tears flowed instantly, falling to the ground with a splash, filled with sorrow and regret.
“Young Master, I failed in teaching my daughter, causing such disgraceful behavior on your wedding day. I know my mistakes are unforgivable. Shuyao is yours to deal with as you see fit, but my Liu family had nothing to do with this matter. I beg you to be merciful and spare the Liu family.”
Lin Zhen sneered inwardly.
If he didn’t know the plot, he might have been fooled by this old man’s performance.
In the original novel, the Liu family colluded with the Gu family to assist the Empress and were the first to rush forward to divide the spoils after Lin Zhenxian’s death.
When Lin Zhen was turned into a human swine, Liu Hanyang even mocked him, pouring wine over his face.
His treacherous behavior was disgusting.
“Father-in-law.”
Hearing Lin Zhen call him that, Liu Hanyang was overjoyed, thinking there was still hope.
But Lin Zhen’s next words sent him straight into an icy pit.
“I supported your Liu family solely for Shuyao’s sake. Now that Shuyao loves Gu Beichen, your Liu family no longer has a reason to exist.”
“Young Master!” Liu Hanyang crawled forward. “Please, give me one more chance! I will properly discipline my daughter and obey your every command from now on!”
Saying this, Liu Hanyang pulled his daughter over.
“Disobedient daughter! Hurry and apologize to the Young Master!”
“I…”
Kneeling on the ground, Liu Shuyao looked tearfully at this once idle playboy, feeling like she no longer recognized him.
The Lin Zhen she knew only indulged in drinking, gambling, brothels, and brawls—nothing but a good-for-nothing scoundrel.
Ever since meeting her, he had clung to her like a dog, showing not a shred of dignity as the Young Master of the Prince’s mansion.
But the man before her now was clearly a strategist, someone who had endured humiliation and hidden his talents.
He understood his family’s situation and knew exactly how to respond.
His sharp wit and reactions even surpassed Gu Beichen.
It turned out, the world had misjudged him all along.
But why?
Why had he never shown this side to her before?
Liu Shuyao couldn’t understand.
Liu Hanyang, furious, slapped her again.
“Pa!”
“Disobedient daughter! Apologize!”
Liu Shuyao held her face, lowering her head in grievance. “Young Master, I know my mistake…”
“It’s fine. Knowing your mistake and correcting it makes you a good comrade.”
Lin Zhen accidentally used a catchphrase.
The true meaning was: admit your mistake, correct it, and once it’s done, you’re no longer needed.
Though he didn’t understand what “good comrade” meant, Liu Hanyang still excitedly bowed. “Thank you, Young Master!”
“Mm, father-in-law, you may leave now. Go home and wait for news.”
“Yes.” Liu Hanyang got up and said to his daughter, “Serve the Young Master well. Never let something like this happen again!”
“Yes…”
…
After Liu Hanyang left, Liu Shuyao, still wearing her red wedding gown, continued kneeling on the ground.
Honestly, she was beautiful.
Delicate skin, exquisite features, a graceful figure, dressed impeccably.
In the novel, descriptions of her were too abstract, phrases like skin like congealed fat, bright eyes, and pearly teeth.
In concrete terms, she resembled a young Consort Hua—beautiful yet full of cunning and meanness.
At this moment, the beauty had wiped away her tears and lifted her gaze to Lin Zhen.
“Young Master… I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. I don’t really care.”
Lin Zhen truly didn’t care. If not for the need to use her later to control Gu Beichen, he would have divorced her already.
Keeping a woman like her in the house was pure poison.
“Then… does the Young Master forgive me?”
“That depends on your performance in the bridal chamber.”
Liu Shuyao bit her lower lip.
She understood what Lin Zhen meant. But thinking of Gu Beichen, humiliation and betrayal surged inside her, stabbing her heart like needles.
“Young Master, I have a request.”
Lin Zhen said nothing, just looked at her coldly.
Though this part wasn’t in the novel, he knew Liu Shuyao’s character well enough to guess what she wanted to say.
After all, she was a woman who loved Gu Beichen to her bones.
“Young Master, though we are now married, I have long pledged myself to Beichen. He promised to come for me on a rainbow cloud.”
“My parents’ orders and the matchmaker’s words—I cannot defy them. But for the sake of the bond between our families… please don’t touch me.”
“I want to save the most precious, most sacred thing about me for the one I love most.”
Lin Zhen said, “Even if it costs your whole family’s lives?”
Liu Shuyao’s eyes widened in shock.
“Young Master… ah!”
Lin Zhen suddenly grabbed her hair, yanking her to him with a sinister sneer.
“You are the best weapon I have to deal with Gu Beichen. How could I not touch you?”
With that, he threw her onto the bed.
“Ah!!”
Liu Shuyao screamed again.
No matter how pure and lofty she pretended to be, at this moment, she was like a helpless little rabbit falling into a wolf’s den, her legs instinctively kicking backward.
The bed was by the window. The moonlight filtered through sparse leaves, casting a mottled glow on her pale face, adding to her fragility and misery.
“Young Master, please no!”
“Be good, close your eyes.” Lin Zhen climbed onto the bed. “It only hurts at the start. It gets better afterward.”
“No! Young Master, I beg you…”
…
That night, the sounds of battle echoed all night.
Liu Shuyao cried the entire night. By morning, her eyes looked as if someone had punched them—swollen and red.
Lin Zhen had no pity for her. His moves were brutal and merciless, like an iron-blooded general… except when he got up, his legs were a bit weak.
This body had been ruined from years of debauchery. After just one night, he nearly transmigrated again.
Sleep-deprived, Lin Zhen rubbed his temples and called out, “Someone, come.”
“Creak.”
The maid, Huan Bi, entered carrying a basin of water, gently placing it on the stand.
“Young Master.”
Lin Zhen, not wearing anything, stood up openly, stretching his arms.
Huan Bi’s face flushed red.
She quickly fetched his freshly washed ceremonial robe and dressed him layer by layer like she was dressing Jia Baoyu, finally fastening a jade ornament shaped like a four-clawed dragon on his belt, symbolizing his noble status.
In the end, Huan Bi looked at Lin Zhen with curiosity.
She thought the Young Master would grope her like before, but today, he seemed like a different person.
Come to think of it, even an eighteen-year-old university student wouldn’t have the energy after such a night.
After finishing, Huan Bi said, “Young Master, the young master of Duke Xun’s household is waiting for you in the front courtyard.”
Lu Dehao?
Lin Zhen was familiar with him—one of the few true friends of his original self, though he was also a notorious playboy just like him.
Last night, when they caught Gu Beichen in the act, the one who cursed him the most was Lu Dehao.
“Alright, I’ll go see him.”
Dressed neatly, Lin Zhen was ready to go out.
Huan Bi turned to the still sobbing Liu Shuyao on the bed. “Madam, do you want to get up and dress?”
Without even turning back, Lin Zhen said, “No need to ask her.”
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