"Your sister? Haha, do I look like a fool to you? Everyone knows that you, Song Hanchuan, are an orphan."

"Tell her to get out here and show me if she looks like you. If she does, I'll believe you."

Song Hanchuan was silent.

Pei Yunchu was still chattering and urging impatiently. At this moment, there was a slight noise in the carriage which had been quiet all the time.

A pretty girl in a pink dress bent down and got out of the carriage.

Song Hanchuan stepped forward without thinking, helped her get off the carriage and stood firmly.

When he saw the woman's face clearly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his stiff fingertips slowly returned to normal.

At the same time, Pei Yunchu also saw the woman's appearance clearly. When he saw that her eyebrows and eyes above the veil were indeed somewhat similar to Song Hanchuan, he suddenly felt bored and wanted to turn around and leave.

"General, please stay."

The woman said anxiously in a shy voice.

"Brother, you said that when you return to the capital this time, you will help me find a good marriage, so as to make up for the suffering I have endured in exile for so many years."

"I think this general is very handsome, he's quite good, how about him?"

When Pei Yunchu heard this, he felt sick all over.

Suddenly he jumped three feet away, widening the distance between the two of them, his facial features huddled together in disgust.

Where did this bumpkin come from? Can he speak? Who would describe a man as beautiful as a flower?

A toad wants to eat swan flesh, so how can she be worthy of thinking about him?

As expected, if they are not from the same family, they will not enter the same door. Just like this hypocrite surnamed Song, he is not a good person.

"I'm telling you, I'm already taken. You're not even worth a finger of hers. You'd better give up on this idea as soon as possible."

What prime minister's sister? She's nothing but a squeamish and pretentious lady from a noble family. She's really disgusting.

"Is this beautiful girl taken?"

Song Hanchuan's eyes turned slightly, "When did the General's Mansion hold a wedding? I didn't even know."

Pei Yunchu got angry again, jumping up and down and screaming.

"Do you think I'm as heartless as you? Xiaoyi's body is still warm, and you..."

No, this woman is his sister, so he is not ungrateful to her. Thinking of this, Pei Yunchu's face twisted with some discomfort.

Is he keeping his virginity for Xiaoyi?

Song Hanchuan's expression slightly restrained, and his eyes were instantly covered with frost and snow, condensing into broken ice that was cold to the bone.

Is he worthy of it?

"Forget it, forget it. I've seen her, and since she's not your mistress, I won't bother with you today.

But I warn you, Xiaoyi cared so much about you when he was alive. If you dare to marry so soon, I will definitely not let you go."

After saying that, he jumped on his horse and disappeared at the end of the alley in a short while.

Only when he could no longer see anyone did Liu Zhiyi spit fiercely, "You blind, stupid thing! You're scared away! Bah! You're nothing."

Song Hanchuan came back to his senses and felt a little weak in his heart.

"Xiaoyi, I..."

Liu Zhiyi smiled, met his light-colored eyes, winked playfully, and teased, "How come the Prime Minister, who debated with scholars in the court, is stuttering?"

Song Hanchuan: ...

"Okay, I understand."

Patting his arm, he comforted him.

"The Crown Prince has just returned to the throne, and the situation in the court is unstable. You and Pei Yunchu, one a civil official and one a military officer, must assist each other to avoid chaos. We must not allow any rifts or conflicts to arise, as this will surely give the ever-covetous Prince Chen an opportunity to exploit."

"So, you don't want Pei Yunchu to know that I'm still alive. I understand."

She still has this sense of the overall situation.

It just so happened that she didn't want to see that awful thing either. His belated affection was cheaper than grass, and he chased his wife to the crematorium. She had no time to play with him.

She was very busy, and Zhuzhu was still in dire straits, waiting for her rescue.

As Song Hanchuan breathed a sigh of relief, admiration flashed across his eyes, and his gaze towards Liu Zhiyi became more and more passionate.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?"

Liu Zhiyi felt a little shy when he looked at her straight ahead, and she blushed and looked away uncomfortably.

The man smiled with sparkling eyes.

His large, white hands gently cupped her fair little face, as if holding the most precious treasure. His eyes squinted slightly, and his warm lips gently pressed against her brow.

His Qingqing is different from other women.

"My dear, thank you for understanding me as your husband."

What Liu Zhiyi just said was all true, but in addition to that, there was another reason, and that was the obscure, unknown, dark possessiveness deep in his heart.

Three years ago, when they had a frank conversation on the couch, he swore in his heart that from now on, her body and her heart would only belong to him, and he would never let go in this life.

Three years later, she had grown up, her facial features were more radiant, her willow-like waist and her fair skin and graceful figure made her even more attractive than before.

Such a woman is enough to make all men in the world fall in love with her.

He wasn't sure if this broken body could recover. If there were another strong opponent...

No, Xiaoyi can only be his.

He wouldn't allow any accidents to happen; Xiaoyi would be his. Even if, in the end, this body was still useless, he still had a pair of skillful hands that could still please Xiaoyi.

Even though he was not worthy of her, he couldn't help but want to possess her in a mean and selfish way.

Let her belong to you alone.

He didn't want Pei Yunchu's burning gaze to fall on Liu Zhiyi. He was afraid that if he did so, he would not be able to suppress his despicable possessive desire and would dig out his eyes with his own hands.

That's why I told a lie without thinking.

Liu Zhiyi glanced at him coquettishly, "Why are you calling me wife when we haven't even gotten married yet?"

Hurt flashed in the man's eyes, "Madam, are you planning to abandon me?"

Liu Zhiyi: ...

What's going on with this tearful, abandoned, broken little wolfdog?

Forget it, he’s my man, what else can I do? I’ll just spoil him and lower myself to coax him.

"Be good, I'm a principled person. Since I've slept with you, I will naturally be responsible for you."

"real?"

“More real than real gold.”

To reassure him, Liu Zhiyi hung on his neck and kissed his cheek several times.

"Are you relieved now?"

The man's eyes flickered slightly, his thick, curled eyelashes blocked the light within, and he touched his lips with a blushing face.

Liu Zhiyi twitched the corners of his mouth and kissed him.

The man's mouth corners immediately curled up to the sky, and he leaned close to her and whispered,

"I'll carry my wife into the mansion."

After saying that, he slipped an arm through Liu Zhiyi's legs and picked him up by the waist. The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of affection for each other.

As soon as they entered the gate, the servants of the mansion knelt neatly on both sides to greet them.

The housekeeper stepped forward and said with a smile,

"My Lord and Madam, you two are finally back. Your courtyard is located next to the main courtyard, and all the furnishings have been prepared according to your instructions. Please review it. If there is anything inappropriate, I will make additional arrangements."