Jiang Yuzhu looked up and her gaze met Xie Zhao's.

The two looked at each other, and there was a meaningful look in the depths of Xie Zhao's eyes, which made Jiang Yuzhu's heart tremble.

"Yuanhe, you..."

Jiang Yuzhu hesitated to speak, in fact, she had already prepared for being exposed.

Ever since she began performing the autopsy on Lu Qingxue, Jiang Yuzhu had never thought about hiding herself and had always been free to do whatever she wanted.

The Jiang family doted on the original owner too much and looked at people through a filter, thinking that whatever Jiang Yuzhu did was right.

As for Xie Zhao, he must have noticed the abnormality a long time ago.

Now in this situation, Xie Zhao asked, and Jiang Yuzhu had no need to hide anything.

She is both herself and the original owner.

Occupying the original owner's body and inheriting certain memories, it is destined to be impossible to separate them.

Besides, if you tell a lie, you may have to use a hundred lies to cover it up afterwards.

Jiang Yuzhu was considering her words when she saw Xie Zhao restrain his expression. He leaned over to her and said hoarsely, "Yuzhu, you are my wife, the wife of the Xie family. You will also be the mother of our children in the future. You are the one who is cherished and pampered at the top of my heart..."

"It doesn't matter who you are, as long as it's you."

Xie Zhao didn't want to explore the rest, he didn't care.

Xie Zhao lowered his head and looked at Jiang Yuzhu, his voice trembling and dull. After a while, he mustered up the courage to ask, "You won't leave, will you?"

Every late night, Xie Zhao would return home under the stars and stare at Jiang Yuzhu's sleeping face in the bedroom, with similar doubts in his mind.

It was just doubt before, but I don’t know when it started, it gradually turned into fear.

The dark emotions from the abyss almost overwhelmed him and made him anxious and worried.

All this time, Xie Zhao didn't dare to ask, relying on himself to slowly digest it, but he was very clear and self-righteous.

Xie Zhao smiled bitterly and murmured, "Yuzhu, you have to give your husband an explanation."

"I won't leave. I'll stay with you."

As soon as Jiang Yuzhu opened his mouth, he was covered by Xie Zhao's hot breath, as if he was going to rub into his body.

"Jade beads..."

Xie Zhao originally had a bunch of questions, but they were all thrown behind his mind. He picked up Jiang Yuzhu and carried her sideways into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, the oil lamp was dim.

Jiang Yuzhu was pressed against the wall of the car, facing Xie Zhao's burning and madness.

"Yuanhe, I really don't want to leave."

Jiang Yuzhu couldn't leave. Compared to what she had gained in modern times, what she couldn't bear to give up the most were her relatives in Da Qi.

This one sentence further aroused the excitement hidden in Xie Zhao's bones, and he hugged Jiang Yuzhu even tighter, fitting tightly together without a single gap.

After she was exhausted, Jiang Yuzhu realized that the hands she had held when he was infatuated with her were still tightly clasped together.

Xie Zhao didn't ask any more questions. Everything he wanted to say had already been expressed thoroughly through his body.

It was late at night, Jiang Yuzhu leaned in Xie Zhao's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

At the beginning of the Yin hour, there were rustling sounds of footsteps in front of the courtyard gate.

A tall man stood at the door, his face glowing red in the light of the lantern. He shouted in a loud voice, "Who's here? Could it be Xie Shusheng?"

In the carriage, Jiang Yuzhu was woken up and moved restlessly.

Xie Zhao smoothed her black hair soothingly, opened the car window and replied, "Brother Lu, it's me!"

Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, Lu the boatman still remembered the agreement they had made.

Xie Zhao got ready and got off the carriage. Lu the boatman hurried forward, patted Xie Zhao on the shoulder and asked, "When did you come? Why didn't you come to the boat to find me?"

Lu the boatman did not know Xie Zhao's identity and thought he was an old friend whom he had not seen for many years.

Seeing Jiang Yuzhu getting off the carriage to greet him, Lu the boatman laughed even louder and mercilessly exposed her: "Xie's married, brother! A hero can't resist a beautiful woman. I wonder who told me that I had no intention of having sex with someone?"

Xie Zhao coughed lightly and said uncomfortably: "That was back then..."

If the marriage had not been granted by the late emperor, the Xie family would not have married into the Jiang family.

The clan will arrange a marriage for Xie Zhao, but he neither accepts nor refuses it, and he doesn't care much about love.

Xie Zhao thought back to those years and seemed to have said a lot of bad things.

If everything is revealed carelessly by Lu the boatman, he will inevitably have to face the questioning of his wife.

"Brother Lu, I was planning to go to the fishing boat to find you at dawn. Why did you come back at night?"

Xie Zhao interrupted, and Lu the boatman finally remembered why he had come back. He said, "The tide is going out at 15:15 at 1:30 pm, and I'm here to get some big nets to go fishing."

"This is your sister-in-law's first time visiting our fishing village, right? Why don't you go together?"

Lu the boatman found a pair of waterproof boots made of thick tarpaulin and said with a simple smile, "This pair belongs to your sister-in-law. You haven't worn them yet. If you don't mind..."

Going to the beach to catch seafood would inevitably get your clothes and shoes wet. The delicate women from wealthy families disliked the rough nature of going to the beach and rarely let go.

After Lu the boatman invited him, he realized that he had said something wrong and felt very embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuzhu not only did not refuse, but smiled and thanked him: "Then I'm welcome. Thank you, Brother Lu and sister-in-law."

"Hey, why are you being polite?"

Seeing this, Lu the boatman felt relieved. Just like when Xie Zhao came a few years ago, he introduced the customs and culture of the fishing village to Jiang Yuzhu.

It was still dark and the tide was receding.

There are twinkling lights coming from the distant seashore.

Those who come to the sea include not only villagers from the fishing village, but also vendors selling fish, shrimps and crabs.

Everyone held tongs and caught the crabs that were washed ashore with one tongs after another.

Xie Zhao was carrying a large bucket, which was soon filled with conchs and shellfish. He picked up a smooth, soft, purple-black object and asked, "Brother Lu, isn't this a sea worm?"

Lu the boatman shook his head and said, "Thank you, brother. Fish, shrimp and crab are all delicious, and clams can also be sold for a lot of money. No one wants this. It's worse than sea worms. It's called sea eggplant."

The taste of sea eggplant is very ordinary. It has no meaty flavor when eaten as meat, and it is also bland enough when eaten as a vegetable, so almost no one is interested in it.

"They're all digging for this, sea intestines."

Lu the boatman dug out one and handed it to Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu. "The rich people in the city have recently become obsessed with eating sea cucumbers and stir-frying them with leeks. People who come to the sea to eat them are attracted by the smell of meat. In the past, they would never get up so early to make such a fuss."

Seashells are cheap, especially at the seaside. You can buy several kilograms for one penny, and all the costs are on transportation.

"The family's fishing boat is out to sea. You've arrived just in time. Lately, the village has been catching a lot of fish weighing over ten pounds. We'll set up a big pot by the sea and stew them. You won't be able to eat such fresh fish in a restaurant."

Lu the boatman was very hospitable, and Jiang Yuzhu also had fun with him. After picking up a bucket full of shrimps and crabs, the corners of her skirt were already wet.

When the sea breeze blew, Jiang Yuzhu shivered with cold.

Lu the boatman waved his hand and said, "Thank you, brother and sister-in-law. I'll help keep the things. You can go back to the courtyard to wash up and change clothes. Winter is coming now, and the seaside wind is cold. If you catch a cold, you will suffer!"

The fishing village is rich in seafood, and everyone who comes here to catch seafood will have their buckets full.

Jiang Yuzhu looked at the fruits of her labor reluctantly and decided to listen to the advice.

Lu, the boatman, helped collect the seafood from the bucket into the net bag, and said excitedly, "Thank you, brother. It's great to have you back. Jiao Niang learned that you were in the capital and went to Beijing to deliver goods. She once inquired about you. She can never forget the night you two spent on the island..."