My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!

When Li Nuo returned to the Li Mansion from the County Magistrate's Office, it was no surprise that Song Mu'er was already waiting for him in the yard.

"Sweet potato, sweet potato, I am a potato!"

"Potato, potato, I am a sweet potato!"

After exchanging the simple code words, Li Nuo confirmed Song Mu'er's identity.

In reality, he didn't need to exchange code words to know that it was Song Mu'er in front of him, because Song Jiaren was just next to them in the pavilion. She often appeared together with Mu'er, and moreover, since the last time, Song Ning'er had not come to look for him again.

Every time Mu'er came, she would ask Li Nuo mathematical problems.

From the initial single problem, it turned into two, then three, with the problems getting longer and more difficult.

Of course, they weren't difficult for Li Nuo, but he found it increasingly challenging to make Song Mu'er understand, which required a lot of thought.

Previously, it was just about counting chickens and rabbits or calculating the area of irregular shapes, but these few days had gotten more excessive—square field, Suzi, Decaying Division; Commerce, Shao Guang, winning and losing; Jun Shu, Pythagorean, equations, the "Nine Numbers" were thoroughly tested by Mu'er's teacher, and the mathematics portion of the Imperial Examination was no more than these topics.

And Mu'er was just a six-year-old child.

Is this what a six-year-old should be learning?

Li Nuo seriously doubted whether that old man knew how to teach. In another world, where modern mathematics was so well-developed, a six-year-old child would typically be in first grade, still learning simple addition and subtraction within a hundred. The "Nine Numbers" were still too profound for a six-year-old child.

Even the chicken and rabbit cage problem was generally only used as an extracurricular extension.

However, since she asked, Li Nuo would just go ahead and answer it, even if the process was a bit more difficult. He had to break down every point and start from the most basic steps, so that she and his wife could understand.

When Li Nuo was explaining problems, not only was Song Mu'er listening, but one time he unexpectedly discovered that his wife was also listening intently behind him.

Although she had little education, she was quite eager to learn and never fell behind.

Today, Li Nuo was explaining "Pythagorean." He used three different methods to prove the Pythagorean theorem to them and made sure they both understood before he brought out his own book to read.

Song Mu'er ran off to the corner of the yard to play on the swing, and Song Jiaren did not follow. She looked at Li Nuo and asked, "Do you have time tomorrow?"

Li Nuo looked up and asked, "What's up?"

Although he'd been in this world for half a month, he wasn't very familiar with this nominal wife.

The wife's whereabouts were unpredictable, and he was busy like crazy every day. Sometimes they wouldn't see each other for a whole day.

After a moment of silence, Song Jiaren said, "Grandmother said to invite you to come over for dinner tomorrow—if you don't have time, then never mind, I will explain it to grandmother."

Li Nuo didn't hesitate, responding, "If Old Mrs. Song has asked for it, then let's go."

Considering he didn't have anything else to do tomorrow, and it wasn't polite to refuse a request from an elder like Old Mrs. Song.

Song Jiaren knew Li Nuo was busy every day, so she didn't hold much hope, but to her surprise, he agreed so readily.

After a brief moment of astonishment, she quickly recovered and said, "I'll go back to the Song Residence tonight and come to pick you up tomorrow."

...

The next day, Li Nuo slept until nearly noon.

He was woken up by the young maidservant.

The chubby-cheeked young maidservant sat beside the bed, shaking Li Nuo's arm persistently, urging, "Young master, you should get up already. The sun's already high in the sky..."

Li Nuo, drowsy and mumbling, protested, "Stop it, let me sleep a bit longer..."

After busying himself for half a month and being quite exhausted every day, he finally had a chance to rest. He had gone to sleep early the night before and intended to sleep until he woke up naturally today.

Seeing that she couldn't wake the young master, the young maidservant reluctantly turned her head towards the door and said, "Young mistress, the young master won't get up..."

Upon hearing the words "young mistress," Li Nuo instantly woke up, sleepiness all gone.

He then remembered that he had promised his wife to go to the Song Residence with her.

He sprang up from the bed like a carp leaping out of water, saying, "Okay, getting up..."

Li Nuo finished washing up at record speed and when he came outside, Song Jiaren was already waiting for him.

She had returned to the Song Residence last night and had come back to fetch him today, clearly not considering Li Mansion her own home. After all, at the age of eighteen, she had already reached the Fourth Realm of the Martial Path, a martial talent one in ten thousand. How could she be satisfied with marrying a fool with no martial talent?

The two of them didn't even share a common language. Those young heroes with exceptional martial talents were her ideal matches.

On the carriage to the Song Residence, the husband and wife sat opposite each other, exchanging no words.

They looked at each other as if feeling the awkwardness of the air, Li Nuo took out a book to read from his chest, while Song Jiaren's gaze drifted elsewhere.

They soon arrived at the Song Residence, where Song Jiaren first took Li Nuo to pay respects to Old Lady Song.

Old Mrs. Song looked in good spirits, holding the hands of Li Nuo and Song Jiaren, chatting away with a hearty laugh. Li Nuo too responded with a smile to each comment. The eyes of everyone at the Song Residence never left Li Nuo, and only when they saw his expressions and actions were no different from a normal person did they finally believe that he was truly no longer a fool.

Not to mention, when he was foolish before, everyone in the Song Residence felt he was not worthy of Jiaren.

Now that he was no longer foolish, his entire demeanor underwent a drastic change. Standing next to Jiaren, they seemed to be a perfect match.

Old Mrs. Song patted Li Nuo's hand, saying, "Jiaren has been raised in a General's family since a young girl and may have a different temperament from other women. But now that you two are married, you must be tolerant of each other's shortcomings so that your marriage may last..."

Li Nuo sneakily glanced at Song Jiaren and said to the Old Lady with a smile, "Grandmother, rest assured, I quite like my wife's temperament..."

Old Mrs. Song laughed, "That is good, that is good..."

Song Jiaren gave Li Nuo a look but didn't say anything.

Song Qian looked at Li Nuo with a contemptuous gaze. Isn't this guy... does he have a masochistic streak?

As a woman, Song Jiaren never liked reading nor needlework; she would fight all the time and had beaten all the youths from the General's families in Chang'an. Almost every day, someone would come to the Song Residence to complain. Does this Li fellow have a penchant for being abused?

Besides, she neither has a figure nor gentleness. Apart from having a pretty face, she has none of the qualities a woman should have. Could there really be someone who likes such a woman?

Song Qian glanced at the two of them and thought to herself, Lock yourselves away for a lifetime, please don't separate and plague others.

After visiting the Old Lady, Li Nuo was called away by Song Jiaren's eldest and second uncles to talk.

It was all polite trivialities, which Li Nuo handled with a smile and ease.

Song Mu'er stood beside Song Jiaren, looking up at her and then at Li Nuo in the distance, before suddenly saying, "Sister, may I ask you a question?"

Song Jiaren nodded, "Ask."

Song Mu'er curiously asked, "Are you and Brother Li Nuo really husband and wife?"

Song Jiaren glanced at her and asked, "Why do you ask that?"

Song Mu'er looked down shyly, her index fingers touching as she said in a soft voice, "Last time I asked Brother Li Nuo to make me look prettier, he said he had sworn only to dress up his wife. But, it seems like he's never dressed you up..."

Song Jiaren turned her head to glance at Li Nuo but said nothing.

He knew poetry and mathematics and had such high literary grace. His ideal wife should be those talented ladies skilled in Qin, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting, not some Martial Artist who could barely read...

Let alone the fact that she had previously beaten him without reason.

If she were a man, she probably wouldn't want such a wife either.

Li Nuo had just finished the polite exchanges with Song Jiaren's eldest and second uncles when, in a fleeting moment, he felt something and turned to look at the courtyard. Song Mu'er was swinging, while Song Jiaren stood leaning against the swing frame, sword in arms, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

The midday sunlight shone on her, enveloping her in a light glow.

This beautiful scene slowed his heartbeat, his gaze lingering for a long time.

It had to be said, my wife really has the looks, the charm, the figure, and the culture. But most importantly—she brings a sense of security.

Although she lacks a woman's gentleness, if she were to become as gentle and soft as typical women, she wouldn't be the Song Jiaren in Li Nuo's heart.

It was also a good thing that it was Song Jiaren. If he had married a lady only skilled in Qin, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting, he probably would have been killed by an assassin's arrow by now.

Perhaps other women were gentler and more obedient, with bigger bosoms...

But the sense of security that my wife gives him could not be replaced by anyone.