Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator

Chapter 333: Teaching His Wife a Lesson

Of course, they ended up abandoning their plans to visit Da'an Temple. He Changdi brought Chu Lian along with him down the mountain. At the foot of Mount Lanxiang was a carriage that He Sanlang had ordered to wait for them.

He Changdi carried Chu Lian into the carriage, before he boarded the carriage himself and sat next to her.

There was a basin of ice already placed within the carriage, as well as thick curtains at the window and door. The moment they entered, there was a soothing cool atmosphere to welcome them.

The carriage quickly started moving.

He Changdi continued wrapping Chu Lian in his long arms. Afraid of disturbing her belly, he only touched her shoulders.

Now that everything was over and he had Chu Lian to fill the space between his arms, the fretfulness and fear in He Changdi's heart dissipated completely.

He rested his chin on the top of Chu Lian's head and took a deep breath, taking in Chu Lian's familiar scent. He shut his eyes to calm down the torrent of emotions within him.

Chu Lian was trapped in his embrace, unable to move. She understood that she had really been on the verge of danger earlier. If He Changdi had been late by a few seconds, then the little fellow in her belly might have been lost to them.

She parted her lips a few times, but she didn't know what to say.

Chu Lian knew that He Changdi must have been waiting outside the hut for some time. Muxiang had said so much to her, and she didn't know how much he had heard.

Did he already know that she wasn't the real Chu Lian? Did he know that Muxiang was a reincarnated person? What was he thinking right now?

The ancients feared the supernatural. They would have a fearful sort of reverence towards anything they didn't understand. Would he really hurt her because of the truth? Would he also think that she was a freak?

Although she had retorted to Muxiang so confidently just now, now that she was in front of He Changdi, Chu Lian wasn't as certain of herself any more.

Sometimes, this was how things were between lovers. The deeper you loved, the more you would fear losing them and facing their disappointment.

It was also precisely because she cared for him that she didn't know how to start this conversation.

After a long moment, when He Changdi had finally regained a modicum of calm, he opened his dark eyes. He put a little distance between them by pushing Chu Lian further back a little, then helped her to switch into a more comfortable position, leaning against his chest.

He Changdi lowered his gaze to observe the slightly pale face of his wife.

Her thick eyelashes were trembling and her pink lips were tightly pressed together. It was clear as day that she was currently tense and fighting an inner struggle.

He could see through her thoughts in one glance and found it funny.

His eyes landed on her swollen belly. A wave of fear swept through him, and the soft expression on his face made way for an extremely gloomy expression.

He lifted one hand, and landed a resounding smack on Chu Lian's pert and soft bottom. Before Chu Lian could react from her shock, he gave her another slap on her butt.

He Changdi made three slaps in total before he finally stopped.

Since it was summer, they wore thinner clothes. He Sanlang's slaps had made crisp and clear sounds. It wasn't just the guards following them on either side of the carriage, who could hear the slaps, but even Laiyue, who was in front driving the carriage.