Transmigrated to ancient times into a remarried family, the home was dilapidated, the roof leaked, the birth mother was a pushover, the stepfather was sickly, and the stepbrother was a well-known p...
Chapter 929 Pouring Cold Water
Miaoyin drank the menstrual-inducing water specially prepared by Lin Yuesha, and her period started that night. She lay listlessly in the carriage.
Miaoyin was unwell and slowed down the group again. They camped out in the wilderness, waiting for dawn to begin their journey.
"You stay and take care of the lady."
Yuwen Kun instructed Li Ruoshuang, while he went deep into the mountains. It was difficult to find prey at this time of year, but he still planned to try his luck and hunt two pheasants for his wife to make chicken soup for nourishment.
"Yes, Lord City Lord."
Watching Yuwen Kun disappear into the distance, with no one around, Li Ruoshuang leaned against the carriage wall, squinting her eyes and lazily said, "Miaoyin, have you noticed that the city lord treats you a little differently?"
Miaoyin was deep in thought. Helian Cheng's attack on the northwest border of Daqi was repeatedly defeated. Her parents had been taken away and protected by Qi Heng's men, and she still had to continue to work for Qi Heng.
The thought that this road would never end filled Miaoyin with darkness.
Fortunately, although Qi Heng was scheming, he had a conscience and promised her that if she really couldn't keep up the act, someone would come to rescue her.
Miaoyin firmly believed this.
"Hey, snap out of it."
Seeing that Miaoyin was still lost in thought, Li Ruoshuang waved her hand in front of Miaoyin's eyes and said, "Are you even listening to me? Haven't you noticed that the city lord isn't treating you as well as before?"
Miaoyin came to her senses and asked in confusion, "The city lord has always been very good to me."
For her sake, they delayed their journey, and the two slept in each other's arms every night, taking meticulous care of her.
Miao Yin thought about it carefully and realized that Li Ruoshuang's words made sense. Although Yuwen Kun had always treated her very well, it always felt like something was missing.
"It's in their eyes."
Yuwen Kun looked at Miaoyin with doting eyes, but not with any romantic feelings.
When facing a loved one, one should look at them with tender, loving eyes, but Yuwen Kun did not.
“I’ve seen the way the city lord looked when he mentioned Lin Yuesha, and it was different from how he looked at you.”
At least, when Yuwen Kun and Lin Yuesha were together, his eyes never left Lin Yuesha.
After the change of voice, the fake could not become real, and Yuwen Kun began to doubt himself.
Li Ruoshuang said sharply, "The city lord is always meticulous, but he doesn't like to talk much. If you can't get him interested, he will definitely be suspected over time."
At least for now, there are already some terrible signs.
"I'm not Lin Yuesha, what can I do?"
Miaoyin felt helpless. She had done everything she could and should do, and could only ensure that she wouldn't give herself away, but she couldn't control Yuwen Kun's heart.
She had done her best to ensure that she wouldn't tremble when she saw Yuwen Kun.
Miaoyin dared not even think about going further and genuinely becoming close to Yuwen Kun. She said frankly, "If the city lord changes his mind, wouldn't that only benefit you?"
Ever since Li Ruoshuang discovered that she was an imposter, she has stood by her side to help cover it up. Now that Miaoyin is in danger, Li Ruoshuang is giving her advice again.
"Don't doubt my motives for helping you cover up."
Having seen too much, Li Ruoshuang had long since come to understand herself; even without Lin Yuesha and Miaoyin, it wouldn't have been her turn.
Yuwen Kun was ruthless, treating her the same as all his subordinates, merely tools to be used and discarded at any time.
"For me, the moment I was tricked and framed by my parents and Li Ruoxue, I was already dead. Every day I live now is just a miserable existence."
Without a future, without direction, and without gaining any genuine affection from Yuwen Kun, life is quite meaningless.
Having been constantly used, Li Ruoshuang also harbored rebellious tendencies, wanting to stay out of it and watch the drama unfold, even if it cost her her life.
"Miaoyin, what do you have to doubt? I've been helping you all along."
Li Ruoshuang expressed her true thoughts, believing that Miaoyin should take action.
Miaoyin remained silent. Li Ruoshuang was mired in despair and extremely disillusioned with life. Although her future was fraught with difficulties, she still found motivation whenever she thought of her parents and relatives.
Yuwen Kun's change of heart has nothing to do with Miaoyin. All Miaoyin can do is continue to pretend to be Lin Yuesha and not give herself away.
"Although you and Lin Yuesha have the same face, your personalities are different."
Li Ruoshuang carefully chose her words: Lin Yuesha is a money-grubber, quirky, full of tricks, and never one to suffer a loss.
Miaoyin was too cautious and reserved when she interacted with Yuwen Kun, which made her seem very constrained.
“You are now the wife of the city lord of Sishui City. You must remember this identity. The city lord is the person closest to you.”
Li Ruoshuang pointed out Miaoyin's shortcomings, which Miaoyin wholeheartedly agreed with, but she couldn't feel close to Yuwen Kun.
"Then you're not far from being exposed."
Li Ruoshuang didn't hold back in pouring cold water on the idea, "You and the city lord haven't consummated your marriage yet, have you?"
Since they're already married, why worry about the strict separation between men and women? When the time comes, they should act decisively. Perhaps the city lord will be even more embarrassed to make a move, since Yuwen Kun is a complete novice with absolutely no experience.
Li Ruoshuang suspected that Yuwen Kun knew less than she did.
In the past, she and Li Ruoxue had read many miscellaneous books, many of which contained descriptions of love and romance, while Yuwen Kun read military books and seemed to have little interest in matters of love and romance.
How naive must someone be to rely on bloodletting to regain consciousness after being drugged with "fish and water"?
"You mean you want me to take the initiative?"
Miao Yin was dumbfounded. This was different from what Helian Cheng had said. Helian Cheng had told her to play hard to get.
"The tactic of feigning indifference to lure the enemy into submission won't work on the city lord."
The sound of horses' hooves came from outside the carriage. Yuwen Kun rode back, carrying two pheasants in his hand.
Li Ruoshuang stopped the conversation and got off the carriage.
"Bring the doctor's young wife over."
Yuwen Kun instructed Li Ruoshuang to go to the nearby dilapidated carriage to fetch someone, and to have Lin Yuesha come and make chicken soup.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yuesha was hiding in the carriage, and it was Qi Heng who got off the carriage.
Of course, the two should be separated when faced with a man who is always eyeing his wife.
Qi Heng bowed and scraped, saying, "My lord, my wife has caught a slight cold and is sleeping right now. You can tell me what you need."
Yuwen Kun glanced at Qi Heng with disdain and insisted, "Call your wife out to talk."
The doctor's wife must be quite skilled at making chicken soup.
Seeing the pheasant in Li Ruoshuang's hand, Qi Heng deliberately raised his voice and said, "My lord, if you want to replenish your vital energy, you need things like sheep penis and deer blood. This mere pheasant won't do you any good!"
Yuwen Kun was frozen in place. That damned doctor had revealed all his secrets!
Just a moment later, he noticed the strange looks in the eyes of his men hiding in the woods, as well as Li Ruoshuang's strange gaze beside him.
Silently counting to three, suppressing the urge to strangle the doctor, Yuwen Kun's expression was very unpleasant. He was about to speak when Qi Heng interrupted him, asking, "I understand. You want your wife to make the chicken soup, right? I can do that."
To clear up Yuwen Kun's confusion, Qi Heng explained, "In my humble home, it's always me who does the cooking; making chicken soup is no problem for me."
It is said that men are responsible for external affairs and women for internal affairs, but since they often travel far and wide, the men do the heavy work, and the wives only need to help out.