When Cheng Ping woke up, it was still dark.

He turned his head and saw Shen Qingyu lying by his bedside, and Xiao Yunqi sitting at the foot of the bed.

Shen Qingyu, fast asleep, had flushed cheeks and her face was distorted by being pressed down, making her look... quite delicious.

He couldn't resist reaching out to touch it, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was slapped across the face!

A crisp "snap!" sounded.

Cheng Ping hissed, "Why did you hit me?"

Xiao Yunqi's eyes were icy: "What do you think?"

Hearing the noise, Shen Qingyu also woke up and looked at the two of them.

The two immediately ceased their activities.

Cheng Ping smiled ingratiatingly.

Xiao Yunqi: You can't hide the look in someone's eyes when they want to kill them.

Cheng Ping looked innocent and restrained: "Sister-in-law, I'm causing you trouble here. Should I leave?"

Shen Qingyu looked at Xiao Yunqi: "Go and make breakfast."

Xiao Yunqi couldn't believe it: "Me?"

"Or should you give him acupuncture and bloodletting?" Or should you continue to poison him?

Shen Qingyu pointed at Cheng Ping.

Xiao Yunqi: "It's not impossible..."

"You want to kill him?"

Xiao Yunqi turned and left: "Okay! I'll go cook!"

Shen Qingyu took out silver needles again and performed bloodletting and acupuncture on Cheng Ping once more.

Her slender, pale fingers grasped Cheng Ping's fingers, pricking them one by one, then squeezing them outwards.

Shen Qingyu was working very seriously, her focus entirely on her fingertips, completely unaware that Cheng Ping was watching her intently.

The woman in the morning light had delicate and gentle features, a rosy and fair complexion, and faint body hair that was clearly visible.

She was slightly plump and had a cheerful air about her.

Her focused expression... made it impossible to look away.

Looking at Shen Qingyu like this, Cheng Ping's expression softened involuntarily.

very nice.

With such a precious gem before him, and having borne him three children, how could that idiot Xiao Yunqi be willing to divorce her?

If only his brain wasn't a little less waterlogged, he wouldn't have done something so stupid!

Since you don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me for taking advantage of your vulnerability!

If I could spend my life with her...

The thought of this made Cheng Ping's heart burn with excitement, and his fingers involuntarily curled slightly.

Shen Qingyu, who was focused on her work, was caught off guard by his sudden movement. The needle went astray, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Ouch!"

Cheng Ping hissed, then met Shen Qingyu's apologetic gaze and immediately smiled gently: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Shen Qingyu scolded her impatiently, "I'm giving you acupuncture, you're not allowed to move!"

"Yes," Cheng Ping replied patiently, smiling exceptionally sweetly.

...

In the kitchen, Xiao Yunqi decided to make a paste, angrily stuffing firewood into the stove. Wen Che walked into the kitchen: "What's going on?"

Xiao Yunqi said irritably, "Silly woman, you don't believe me."

Wen Che: "..."

"Stay away from that room, don't go inside," Xiao Yunqi instructed Wen Che.

"They're after me?" Wen Che had actually figured it out too.

"Mm." Xiao Yunqi nodded.

"He wanted to kill me?"

Xiao Yunqi pondered, "Not necessarily. But it's definitely not a good thing. They can't possibly welcome you back to succeed to the throne, can they?"

That's true.

Otherwise, what would be the point of that rebellion?

As soon as it was light, Shen Changshou and his wife arrived.

After taking the glutinous rice and seasonings prepared by Shen Qingyu, Shen Changshou drove the oxcart to town.

Looking at the mushy batter in the pot, Shen Qingyu began to regret asking Xiao Yunqi to cook.

After a three-second silence, I cracked six eggs into the mixture and scrambled them, then added a handful of chopped bean sprouts and a spoonful of salt…

In terms of taste and nutrition, this is the best we can do to salvage it.

After breakfast, Xiao Yunqi said he had something to do in the prefectural city, and Shen Qingyu wanted to go too.

If you were to stroll around all the shops in the prefectural city, how much more would the variety of goods in the spatial mall increase...?

Just thinking about it makes my heart burn with excitement.

Xiao Yunqi led out Cheng Ping's black horse: "It'll be faster to ride a horse. If you don't mind, we can share a horse?"

Remembering the ordeal of taking the donkey cart to the prefectural city last time, Shen Qingyu nodded decisively: "Okay!"

"Hey, don't move!" Shen Qingyu exclaimed.

"I'll hold your hand, then you'll come up, won't you? Sit in front of me!"

"I...you step back a bit!"

"How can I move back? What if you fall if I move back any further?"

Cheng Ping listened to the argument in the courtyard, and then the sound of hooves faded into the distance, his face turning ashen.

Riding my horse, taking advantage of my sweetheart!

That bastard Xiao Yunqi!

The thought that Xiao Yunqi still harbored feelings for Shen Qingyu suddenly made Cheng Ping laugh.

This idiot, if he can't bear to part with Shen Qingyu, what was wrong with his brain in the first place?

They actually agreed to a divorce?

On the road from the village to Hengshui Town, Xiao Yunqi leaned against Shen Qingyu, smelling her faint feminine fragrance and feeling the softness and warmth of her back. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

The black horse ran very smoothly, with minimal jolting.

However, Shen Qingyu discovered that whenever she straightened her back and leaned forward slightly, the black horse would suddenly run a few steps faster. In her panic, she could only lean back and fall into someone's arms.

After a few times, Shen Qingyu understood and couldn't help but elbow him: "Were you doing this on purpose?"

A muffled groan came from behind, who stubbornly refused to admit it: "Why did you launch a surprise attack? Did you want the children to be fatherless?"

Shen Qingyu was furious, but then she thought: Isn't it just riding a horse close to a man?

We're modern people, what's there to be ashamed of?

It's hard to say who's suffering more!

So Shen Qingyu changed her strategy and obediently leaned into someone's arms, even resting the back of her head against him.

Xiao Yunqi stopped the black horse beside the grove of trees.

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