Chapter 10.1 - Secret Pledge (1/2)

Translator: Superbulat

As the sun set, it was especially cool in the wooden house with the evening breeze.

After lying down for a while, Song Mo had regained some strength. Tang Huan carefully helped him in leaning against the wall and then knelt beside him, ready to feed him.

“I’ll eat it myself.” Song Mo was far too shy to let her feed him.

“Song- dage , you are being overly polite to me again.“

Tang Huan would not pass up such an opportunity for physical intimacy. She took a spoonful of wild vegetable porridge with moderate viscosity and blew on it before slowly bringing it to his mouth. She raised her head and took a shy glance at him. When their gazes met, she hurriedly looked down, staring at the spoon to prevent the porridge from spilling.

Song Mo’s heart was beating wildly in his chest as he opened his mouth to eat.

“Does it taste good?” Tang Huan asked nervously.

Song Mo blushed and nodded. “Mhm.” He hadn’t eaten anything made by a woman since his mother died a long time ago.

“Song- dage , are you deliberately complimenting me?” Tang Huan smiled shyly. “I haven’t cooked since I entered the Jade Spring Nunnery. How can it be tasty if I haven’t cooked for so long?” As if to ascertain the truth, she scooped some into her mouth.

Song Mo was stunned as he stared at her. The spoon had just left his mouth and was now in hers.

He became a little thirsty all of a sudden.

He stared nervously at the floor. Her red lips were too enticing.

Tang Huan pretended not to notice his prying eyes and said, “It’s passable, not very delicious but not to the point of being inedible. Song- dage , please put up with this for a few days. My cooking skill will gradually improve after I cook a few more times. I’ve heard that eating mushrooms is good for the body. I will keep an eye out for it when I chop wood tomorrow. If I manage to find any, I’ll make mushroom soup for you tomorrow night.”

Song Mo looked at her, wanting to reply, but she fed him another spoonful of porridge. He swallowed it first and then responded, “I will have to trouble you for a few more days. After I recover, I will help you with your work. By the way, since you said you signed a contract for life, does that mean that you can’t just leave the nunnery? Do you have to pay? I still have some savings. You can take it all. If it’s still insufficient, I will work hard to earn more money. Don’t worry.”

“I’ll need to go back and ask my master about leaving the monastery order. I used to secretly think about it by myself and didn’t dare to ask anyone else.” Tang Huan said, lowering her head. “Even if I have to pay, I will save money slowly. How can I use yours? I-its not like we are…” Her voice gradually became lower until she could no longer continue.

Song Mo understood what she meant without her having to finish her sentence.

He was a little angry at himself. It was indeed a little abrupt of him to say that he would give her all of his money.

He was about to explain when he saw her kneeling beside him and lowering her head in shyness, exposing her rosy cheeks and slender neck. He had a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest and he couldn’t help holding her hand and stammered, “Minghui, I-I want to m-marry you… You said..you treat me as your man, t-then I will give my hard-earned money to my…to you. A-are you willing?”

Tang Huan tried to retract her hand, but he was holding it tightly. She snickered in her heart and asked on purpose, “Willing to do what?”

Song Mo stared at her side profile fervently. His hands were sweating as he loosened and clenched his fist. “A-are you willing to…marry me?”

Tang Huan turned her head away shyly and asked, “Song- dage , a-are we considered secretly engaged?”

She didn’t answer his question, but what she meant was clear.

However, Song Mo misunderstood and hurriedly said, “Please don’t be angry. I said something incorrectly. Minghui, where do you live? I will ask the matchmaker to propose marriage to your parents!”

It took Tang Huan a while to realize that he had misunderstood. She laughed out loud and said in pretended vexation, “Who asked you to propose marriage? My parents are long gone.” After a brief pause, she looked into his eyes and said, “Song- dage , I am willing to marry you. There’s no need for a matchmaker. As long as you are willing to marry me, from today onwards, I…I am your wife.”

Song Mo stared at her in disbelief, but the corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously into a smile.

He was a silly man, but he was very good-looking.

Tang Huan cast a glance at him before continuing to feed him porridge.

There was an unspeakable sweetness between them as she alternated between feeding him and herself.

After Tang Huan finished cleaning the dishes, it was already dark outside. Tang Huan assisted Song Mo in lying down, covered him with a blanket, and worriedly said, “Song- dage , take a good rest. I’ll come over tomorrow morning to make you breakfast. Don’t make light of your injuries. If you don’t listen to me and move around at will, I won’t care about you anymore.” She made a cute pout with her little lips.

“All right, I’ll do whatever you say.”

Song Mo’s heart had been softened by her soft voice; how could he possibly go against her words?

Tang Huan smiled contentedly as she stared at the floor and whispered, “Then close your eyes now.”

“Why do I need to close my eyes?” Song Mo wondered.

Tang Huan acted like she was about to get angry, and Song Mo hurriedly shut his eyes.

Seeing Song Mo lying obediently as if he was inviting her to do anything to his body, Tang Huan felt sorry in her heart. It would have been best if the real Song Mo had been as honest and naive. She wouldn’t have to work so hard to achieve her goals. Sigh, she’ll just kiss him first tonight. After he recovered in a few days, she would eat him whole!

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