My Wife is the World’s Greatest Divine Martial General – Chapter 174

Chapter Sixty-Six: Preparations for Disguising as a Man

After Gu Yu agreed to let Mengyao accompany him to the poetry gathering, Mengyao immediately stopped being angry.

Her pair of big eyes blinked, and her lips curved into a smile, making her completely different from her previous pouting self.

At this moment, her excited expression clearly showed her curiosity about the poetry gathering.

This made Gu Yu feel as if Mengyao had deliberately gotten angry just to find an opportunity to visit the poetry gathering…

However, since Mengyao wanted to go, then she would go.

Gu Yu was not autocratic or domineering, nor did he believe that women should only be confined to embroidery and tea. He didn’t think poetry gatherings were occasions for women to attend at all.

Although Mengyao couldn’t recite poetry or compose couplets, Gu Yu wouldn’t refuse her when she, who was not very interested in excitement, finally expressed her desire to join the fun.

Moreover, Gu Yu found the poetry gathering boring, and now that his little wife was also going, he naturally supported it with both hands and feet.

As for the invitation only having the names of Gu Yu and Gu Qingheng, there was still a way to get Mengyao in by “fishing in troubled waters”… If Mengyao disguised herself as a servant, they could just bring her along.

Among the literati attending the poetry gathering, there were many from prominent families. When entering such places, it was natural to have servants attending to them, so it wouldn’t be a problem for Mengyao to blend in.

As for why Mengyao, who was already disguised as a servant, couldn’t just openly go in wearing women’s clothing…

Gu Yu was merely an invited guest, and the poetry gathering was an occasion for men. If Mengyao were to enter wearing women’s attire, it would be quite out of place.

At most, they would be lucky to not be directly kicked out.

Although Gu Yu believed in gender equality, others did not, especially these pretentious scholars in ancient times.

The fact that they constantly spoke in “zhi hu zhe ye” was one of the reasons Gu Yu didn’t want to attend school.

Of course, a larger reason was that Gu Yu didn’t want to leave his little wife and go to school every day to see some smelly men.

Since it was decided that Mengyao would sneak into the poetry gathering, preparations had to be made in advance.

Unlike Gu Yu and Gu Qingheng, who wanted nothing but to eat and drink, Mengyao needed to disguise herself to enter the poetry gathering.

After all, just wearing men’s clothing wouldn’t turn her into a man.

Gu Yu was very beautiful, but no one really regarded him as a woman because, upon close inspection, the characteristics of a man were quite obvious.

Although Mengyao’s chest was as flat as a board, there was still a slight hint of a curve.

Combined with her slender waist and slightly thin shoulders, she was clearly a woman.

As for a Adam’s apple, since she was still too young, there was no need to worry about that.

When he thought of this, Gu Yu couldn’t help but recall the ancient costume dramas he had watched before!

In those dramas, the female protagonists disguised themselves as men, and it was as if everyone else was blind. They simply put on men’s clothing without even binding their chests, causing the men’s clothing they wore to look very awkward.

If you ask why it looked awkward, who has ever seen a man with a bulging chest?

Unlike chest muscles developed from bodybuilding, it was completely like “seeing a mountain range from the side and a peak from the side”!

It was clear that the director hadn’t put in enough effort and hadn’t even focused on basic disguise.

Of course, if one demanded that television dramas be exactly like reality, it would be too pedantic. Therefore, Gu Yu was just making a small complaint in his heart at this moment.

However, it was precisely because of these complaints that Gu Yu was able to offer many important suggestions for Mengyao’s disguise as a man.

Afterward, when Mengyao had tidied herself up and reappeared before Gu Yu, she was completely different from before, as if she had become another person.

If the original Mengyao was as beautiful as a flower, she was now a handsome young man.

Standing next to Gu Yu, they each had their own characteristics, but they were both consistently handsome and beautiful. If they went out and were seen by young women and young wives, they would surely scream and throw fruits and snacks at them without hesitation.

Moreover, Mengyao was slightly taller than Gu Yu, making her look like an older brother.

Gu Yu was very conflicted about this height difference.

As a man, Gu Yu still hoped to be taller than his wife, especially since he still had room to grow and desperately wanted to be a little taller.

However, such things could not be achieved in an instant; they required the accumulation of time.

“A’Yu, how do I look now?”

This was Mengyao’s first time wearing men’s clothing, and she was still a little unaccustomed to it, especially with the added padding around her waist and shoulders, which made her appearance more masculine.

After adapting to walking a few steps, Mengyao turned to look at Gu Yu, wanting to ask for his opinion.

In Mengyao’s life so far, she had never done anything as exciting as disguising herself as a man.

When her mother was still alive, she often taught her the “three obediences and four virtues,” saying that women had to abide by these, otherwise, they would be gossiped about and considered bad women.

If her family hadn’t suddenly experienced a major upheaval, Mengyao wouldn’t have taken the weapon left by Gu Qing and gone up the mountain to hunt and make money at such a young age.

It was around this time that Mengyao felt that the rules and regulations that women were required to follow were too restrictive, and she gradually broke free from those constraints.

When her family didn’t have enough money to buy rice, Mengyao knew that hunting and killing on the mountain was the only way to survive.

Not by sadly passing the days at home could she make her life better…

“Very good. If you walked out of the house right now, you would definitely make those young women and wives scream non-stop.”

“What are you talking about! You and I are both women. Even if they scream, it’s only because I’m disguised as a man so well.”

After Gu Yu praised his wife generously, Mengyao gave him a playful glare.

However, while speaking, Mengyao’s face was full of excitement, which made Gu Yu shake his head involuntarily, thinking that Mengyao was indeed an unfathomable woman.

His ancient “little wife,” although sometimes stubborn and old-fashioned, was different from others in some aspects.

Take the disguise as a man, for example. Gu Yu originally thought that given Mengyao’s personality, she would surely be unwilling… But it seemed now that Mengyao was very much enjoying it!

In ancient times, with so many restrictions on women, most women only thought about managing the household and raising children. They would never do anything unsuitable for women.

They were as docile as dolls, manipulated by others at will.

But Mengyao was different.

Although she had the obedience of an ancient woman, she was also very stubborn in some aspects, which was completely unlike the ordinary girls in the village.

However, after thinking about Mengyao’s complex past experiences, it was understandable.

No matter what Mengyao was like, in Gu Yu’s eyes, she was the best.

“But your face still doesn’t look like a man! Mengyao, do you have anything to draw your eyebrows with?”

After a period of teasing and laughing, Gu Yu looked at Mengyao’s face and still felt it wasn’t right.

Mengyao’s willow-leaf eyebrows were too thin. Thicker eyebrows would make her look more like a man.

Just as Gu Yu was about to ask Mengyao if she had an eyebrow pencil, he suddenly remembered that this was ancient times, and there were no convenient makeup products like eyebrow pencils.

So, what did ancient women use to draw their eyebrows?

“A’Yu, are you talking about stone paste! My mother used this before. Wait, I’ll go get it.”

Upon hearing Gu Yu say that there were still flaws in her disguise as a man, Mengyao responded and then quickly walked towards the place where the wooden chest was kept in the room.

Then, after Mengyao opened the chest and rummaged through it, a wooden board with a concave middle appeared in her hand. Inside, it was dark and looked a bit dirty.

When Mengyao returned to Gu Yu’s side, she immediately introduced to Gu Yu… this was stone paste for drawing eyebrows.

Gu Yu looked at it from left to right but couldn’t figure out how to draw eyebrows with it. Did she have to lift this wooden board and draw it against her eyebrows?

While Gu Yu was confused, Mengyao placed the wooden board on the table and then took out a square stone.

Afterward, she held the stone in her hand, placed it in the concave part of the wooden board, and ground the black block inside into a fine powder.

A small amount of water was added intermittently to continue grinding and mixing.

“Stone paste cannot be used immediately. You need to place the stone paste on a cinnabar inkstone, grind it into fine powder with a cinnabar pestle, and then mix it with water before using an eyebrow pencil to draw.”

As Mengyao explained, the stone paste was successfully completed and ready for use.

Gu Yu also learned the procedure for drawing eyebrows in ancient times and immediately snatched the brush, ready to try drawing Mengyao’s eyebrows.

Mengyao did not refuse this and obediently sat in her seat. As Gu Yu dipped the brush into the stone paste powder, she turned her face towards Gu Yu, obediently closed her eyes.

Gu Yu bent down halfway and was about to use the brush to draw Mengyao’s eyebrows when he saw his “little wife” close her eyes unguardedly. Her long, curled eyelashes trembled from time to time, and coupled with her close proximity and tender face, it made one want to kiss her.

It was too much!

He endured and endured, and Gu Yu didn’t actually kiss her. Instead, he raised the hand holding the brush, aimed it at Mengyao’s eyebrows, and slowly began to draw.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the soft orange-red light, as it shone in from the door, seemed to make even people appear gentle.

May the years be peaceful and time never fade.

As Gu Yu was drawing Mengyao’s eyebrows, he suddenly recalled ancient poetic verses of a man grooming and drawing his beloved woman’s eyebrows. These words seemed perfectly suited for this occasion.

Setting sun’s flying clouds melt into mirror-like water,

Waking late to comb hair,

Her lazy hand draws green eyebrows.

After dressing, the swimming fish and flying geese are drunk,

Who contends for glory in the rivers and mountains?

However, at this moment, the beautiful and charming lady with a smiling face had transformed into a handsome young man with a face like jade.

But what remained unchanged was that Mengyao would always be Gu Yu’s “little wife.”

Belonging only to him, eternal love.

“A’Yu, are you done yet?”

“Almost, almost.”

Then, as Mengyao urged him, her eyelids trembled, indicating she wanted to open her eyes, but because Gu Yu hadn’t said it was finished, she was in a state of hesitation.

Seeing this, Gu Yu finished the last stroke and couldn’t help but lean down and kiss Mengyao.

His “little wife” was too cute!

Mwah~

My Wife is the World’s Greatest Divine Martial General

My Wife is the World’s Greatest Divine Martial General

My Wife is the World’s Greatest Divine Martial General, 我老婆是天下第一神武女将军
Score 7.6
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2020 Native Language: Chinese
When others transmigrate, they become nobles and generals—how could commoners do that? But why, when it’s my turn, am I directly farming in the countryside??? This plot seems off, and I’m even a son-in-law who married into someone else’s family… Not to mention a group of terrible relatives coming to visit, and having to support my young wife and her younger brother. Fortunately, I have a spatial ability, so no trouble is actually trouble. Wait, wife, you’re still too young—you’ll need to wait a few more years to push me down!

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