After Marrying a Vegetative Princess, I Went Crazy With Joy!

Changle softly read through this poem with alternating long and short sentences. When she came across the line, “If love lasts long, how can it be day and night,” her body involuntarily trembled.

Following that, a wave of tenderness and sweetness flooded her heart.

“Husband…” Changle murmured, her voice carrying a hint of choking.

The tale of the Cowherd and the Weaver originated during the Zhou Dynasty. Over a thousand years of continuous evolution, it had become a widely known and familiar allegory by the time of the Tang Dynasty.

Reading these lines, Changle couldn’t help but recall her past with her husband. She had been bedridden for a long time, appearing to others as an entirely unresponsive puppet.

After her husband arrived at the princess’s residence, he tirelessly cared for her, never tiring despite the hardships. Though the two could spend their days together, she was unable to speak or respond to her husband in any way.

In this state, her husband’s pain must have been more severe than that of the Cowherd. Even the Cowherd and the Weaver had a day each year to meet on the Magpie Bridge!

But at that time, no one knew when she would awaken. According to the palace physicians, it was highly likely that her husband might never hear her speak for the rest of his life.

How cruel was that for him?

Hence, during the initial days of recovering consciousness, Changle held a deep fear, a dread that seemed utterly despairing with just a thought.

She was afraid that her husband would leave her if she didn’t wake up for a long time. It was exactly this fear that led Changle to become deeply attached to Su Li.

After her recovery, she was unwilling to be apart from her husband, even for a moment.

This feeling was felt by those who had experienced the deepest fear. After a prolonged illness, there was no one attending to her bedside.

If she and her husband were to switch places, Changle wasn’t confident she could care for him for a lifetime. No matter how strong the emotions were, they could not withstand the passage of time.

Moreover, her condition wasn’t just an ordinary illness. She couldn’t speak, let alone communicate with others.

In that state, how long could her husband endure?

A year? Two years? Ten years?

Changle didn’t know the answer and didn’t want to ask her husband. This question weighed on her heart, becoming a secret she was unwilling to share with him.

However, seeing this short sentence today, Changle understood her husband’s true thoughts!

“If love lasts long, how can it be day and night?”

“If it’s you in the end, no matter how late it is, it doesn’t matter…”

This was the answer her husband had given her!

Unbeknownst to her, tears welled up in Changle’s eyes. She turned around and embraced Su Li tightly.

“Silly wife, it’s all in the past, everything’s fine…” Su Li gently stroked Changle’s back, comforting her with a soft voice.

The two spent their days in close companionship, their hearts nearly touching.

How could Su Li not know what Changle was thinking?

But there were some questions he couldn’t answer directly, so he used poetry to express his feelings for her. He truly didn’t think about being a pretentious poet. Writing poetry to alleviate his wife’s worries and to make her happy seemed reasonable to him.

Changle buried her head in Su Li’s chest, her shoulders shaking as she finally let her emotions flow, releasing the fear and grievances accumulating within her.

As they embraced each other for comfort, a female officer’s announcement suddenly came outside the door.

“Princess, Princess Xueyan is here!”

Changle hesitated for a moment and then quickly said, “Please, let her in.”

She hurriedly wiped her tears while introducing the visitor, Princess Xueyan, to Su Li.

“Husband, Xueyan is my dear friend from my past, and her father is Prince Li Daozong of Jiangxia. She recently went to Jiangxia with her father, so you haven’t had a chance to meet her.”

Su Li was surprised by this revelation. Upon hearing the name Li Xueyan, he felt a sense of familiarity but couldn’t quite remember who she was.

When Changle mentioned that Li Xueyan was the daughter of Li Daozong, the King of Jiangxia County, he suddenly recalled.

This girl was also a renowned historical figure!

Her actual name might not be widely known, but everyone recognized her other name.

Princess Wencheng!

During their conversation, a graceful girl walked into the study.

“Dear, I had heard about your illness and came to visit you as soon as I returned to the city. How are you feeling? Better?”

Like a bell, Li Xueyan’s voice was melodic, bringing a cheerful tone to the room.

“I have fully recovered. I feel even better than before I fell ill!” Li Xueyan’s face lit up with joy upon hearing this news.

Changle approached her, and the two girls immediately embraced each other, sharing stories of their experiences since separation.

After a while, Li Xueyan looked up and examined Su Li, gently nudging Changle’s arm.

“Who is this? Don’t you introduce him?”

Even though they were in front of Li Er and his wife, Changle was accustomed to being close to Su Li. However, facing her best friend’s inquiry, she blushed involuntarily.

Still, she took Su Li’s arm and introduced him to Li Xueyan: “This is my husband, Su Li.”

Li Xueyan promptly stood up and greeted Su Li.

Evidently, she had received a proper upbringing and good manners.

After the introduction, the two girls sat at the desk and engaged in a lively conversation.

Su Li observed them with a smile, wondering if he was looking at the renowned Princess Wencheng. With her oval face, delicate eyebrows, and graceful demeanor, Li Xueyan had an aura of elegance and nobility.

Standing at around 5’7″, her height was impressive among women of the era. Her presence exuded both liveliness and tranquility.

She seemed outgoing yet poised, radiating a sense of serenity. Her character was clearly cheerful, but she maintained a composed demeanor. However, in front of Changle, she appeared gentle and refined, embodying wisdom and grace.

One couldn’t deny that anyone who left a mark in the annals of history was extraordinary. This image perfectly matched the historical Princess Wencheng, who had made significant contributions to the Xia dynasty.

As Su Li observed Li Xueyan, she was also discreetly observing him. Recently, a story about a peasant being chosen as Changle’s husband had spread, which intrigued the aristocracy.

Li Xueyan had heard about this incident and sympathized with her friend. But seeing Su Li in person, she found him quite favorable. He was handsome, and she had heard he treated Changle well.

Observing Changle’s affectionate demeanor and the tender glances exchanged between her and Su Li. Li Xueyan sensed their deep connection. Their affection for each other was strong.

Witnessing this, Li Xueyan couldn’t help but feel touched. For Changle, this was undoubtedly a heartwarming outcome.