The Tiger is finally getting married.

This is practically the happiest news ever.

Including the neighbors, the brothers in adversity like Tingfeng, Yang Chenyi, and others who have been watching the spectacle for years, even the madam and the girls from the brothel.

Everyone thanked the heavens and sighed: Zheng the Tiger is finally getting married!

The neighbors finally won’t have to face his occasional fits of rage and unpredictably gloomy face.

The brothers won’t have to be dragged to the brothel to find girls either, and then go back to face a furious backyard and withered grape trellis.

The madam at the brothel won’t be forced to find him girls anymore.

The girls at the brothel are also finally spared a disaster.

With great excitement, everyone sent lavish gifts to the Tiger.

Tingfeng and Yang Chenyi directly gave the box of pearls, jade gemstones, and antiques awarded by the Emperor to the Tiger without opening it.

"Good brother, you’ve finally won the beauty’s heart, at long last fulfilling one of my wishes!"

The madam from the brothel, though heartbroken, clutched him tightly and gave away a bracelet she had treasured for years.

"Official Master, now that you have a lovely wife at home, you should live a good life!"

Just please don’t come back.

The last girl you wore out still gets nervous entertaining clients! It’s a big loss of income!

The girls at the brothel, who were often visited by him and almost worn out each time, also sent gifts through others.

’Official Master, please show some mercy and spare us!’

’In the future, live a good life, and you must stop engaging in drinking, gambling, and visiting brothels!’

The Tiger: "..."

Although quite speechless,

in his heart he was still happy, so he accepted them all one by one.

...

After receiving gifts from the people around, there was still some curiosity among everyone.

They all wanted to know what kind of woman had the courage and was willing to marry the Tiger?

Amidst the fanfare of the red bridal sedan chair, witnessed by all the neighbors, friends, and relatives,

the bride was finally brought home by the Tiger, revealing the mystery.

It turned out the bride’s surname was Qin.

Her family had held official positions in previous generations, but by her generation, they had declined, leaving only a large house and an empty facade.

Her brother was idle, drinking, gambling, and philandering all day, not caring about his sister’s fate.

For a few thousand pieces of Silver, he married her off to a sickly scholar to bring him good fortune.

Unfortunately, the good fortune didn’t come.

She had just married for a year when her husband died.

Her in-laws thought she was unlucky and drove her out, even seizing her property.

Luckily, she was strong-willed enough to secure a portion of the family assets for herself.

She used her own Silver to open a small embroidery house, hiring some embroideresses.

They specialized in making clothes, screens, scented sachets, and so on, barely making ends meet.

Although she was a widow,

her nature was fierce, her character noble, and no bad rumors followed her.

Moreover, she was incredibly beautiful, in her early twenties, fully matured.

Her chest was high and proud, practically begging to be seen.

Her rounded, firm hips left an unforgettable impression.

Her slender waist was like a willow in the Sunny March, and her slender jade-like hands like snow-white scallion roots.

Her delicate features were unforgettable.

With an oval face, a sharp nose, cherry red lips, and almond-shaped eyes.

When the wind moved slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were like poetry or a painting, full of emotion everywhere.

Unlike an untouched maiden,

she exuded mature charm, her eyes smiled without reservation; her movements were generous, not shy, making her pleasing to the eye.

During the ceremony of paying respect to the Heavens, in the wedding chamber,

everyone was stunned and started heckling.

"You lucky rascal, Tiger! Such a fortune!"

"Damn, Tiger, you’ve got the beauty!"

"Congratulations, Tiger brother, the new sister-in-law is stunning!"

Each slightly acidic, slightly envy-tinged compliment was immensely satisfying to the Tiger.

As he entertained the guests, he couldn’t help but grin so wide his mouth seemed to reach the back of his head.

His wife was indeed beautiful, truly bringing him pride, hahaha!

Initially, he wasn’t thrilled. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

But he couldn’t bear the pain of having no wife, so he relented.

Who would’ve thought, it turned out he hit the jackpot.

Oh, dear wife, I just want to cherish and love you properly right now!

After drinking the joint-cup wine and the wedding games,

The Tiger fiercely chased everyone out.

"Get out, get out, all of you, scram!"

"I want to enter the bridal chamber!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it’s not even dark yet, brother, why the rush?!" someone protested.

The Tiger’s face turned dark, and he slammed a fist over.

"Are you leaving or not?"

"If you don’t, I’ll blacken your eye now!"

"We’re going, we’re going...."

Everyone conceded, hunched over and scuttled away.

Outside the bridal chamber was soon deserted, the Tiger turned back, satisfied.

...

The bridal chamber was festively decorated.

After all, the Tiger lacked everything but Silver.

The Imperial Court stipend that wasn’t spent on food, drink, or the occasional fling had all been saved.

Finally marrying a wife, naturally, he had to decorate it well.

Red curtains, a table of wedding fruits, Dragon and Phoenix candles, all were present.

The bed was covered with a red silk sheet.

Seated on it was a beauty, with charming features, shy eyes, and a stunning appearance.

Her white skin looked especially rosy against the deep red tones of the room, her slender jade hands clutched a handkerchief, nervously twisting it tightly between her legs.

This scene, this beauty, this room combined with the candlelight and decoration was even more beautiful than a painting.

The Tiger was stunned.

He stood dazed for a long time before slowly walking over, awkwardly sitting beside the bride.

Usually vulgar and reckless, the Tiger.

At this moment was timid, trembling nervously, sweating and blushing, not daring to move.

The room was silent for a long time.

Finally, the Tiger spoke.

"Honey... what’s your name?"

"..."

Is that all he could squeeze out after so long? What happened to the mighty Great General?

The bride chuckled softly.

The Tiger grew even more nervous, his face turning purple, his ears burning.

"Umm... honey, did I say something wrong?"

The bride gently shook her head, her lips finally parted.

"No!"

"Husband... why are you nervous?"

The Tiger: "..."

Yeah, what am I nervous about, this is my wife!

He breathed a sigh of relief, grinning widely.

"Honey, it’s... my first time getting married, don’t laugh at me!"

"..."

The bride was speechless again.

First time marrying? What’s he talking about?

Does he plan on marrying multiple times? Is he crazy?!

The Tiger felt he misspoke, hurriedly correcting himself.

"Honey..."

"I said the wrong thing, I take it back, please don’t be angry!"

The bride chuckled softly again.

"Alright, husband!"

"Aren’t you a grown man, yet you can’t even say a word right!"

Her voice was so pleasant that even scolding sounded like a kitten coyly purring in one’s embrace.

That tender, endearing feeling made one want to hold her close, to protect, to cherish, and to love her.

The Tiger’s heart burst with sensation.

He breathed heavily, his throat dry, his eyes warm, and his heart raced.