The window was open, and the night breeze was blowing.

The tatami mat inside is quite large; two people could roll around on it several times.

Xie Zhou looked at his beautiful wife and wanted to leave, really wanted to leave.

The light is a bit bright; just close the window. Actually, we've avoided the outside.

Huan Yue doesn't need that. One punch will teach him a lesson. That's probably how men are; they don't care what others think.

Xie Zhou held his wife close, pinching her chubby chin with one hand, refusing to let him kiss her properly.

Isn't this good enough? (Bit her chin.)

Huan Yue tilted her head back, wondering what this man was doing. Was he trying to seduce her?

She was cold-hearted and indifferent, showing no reaction to his actions, since any reaction from her could have resulted in bloodshed.

Xie Zhou fussed around for a while, his deep eyes gleaming with a flirtatious light, then looked at his wife with an icy indifference.

I realized she didn't understand. She just hadn't grasped it.

Just like when he was clueless and was led astray by someone, he was easily led astray, like a child.

So Xie Zhou decided that his wife was his, and he would slowly help her understand, just like a flower slowly blooming.

Huan Yue looked at the scoundrel and became incredibly flirtatious.

Xie Zhou was overjoyed, holding his wife tenderly and kissing her.

Huan Yue felt a little itchy and kicked it away.

The couch was quite large. Xie Zhou rolled around on it, then hugged the hidden bag and smiled helplessly.

He turned around and looked at his wife, still acting all flirtatious. She was really adorable like that.

Xie Zhou pounced on her, grabbed her hand, and looked into her eyes.

Huan Yue shifted his head, feeling comfortable.

Ultimately, this scoundrel is her legal husband, so she can do whatever she wants with a clear conscience.

Isn't it the man who cheated and the other woman who's in the wrong? She can do whatever she wants.

Xie Zhou really liked it; it was dignified but not rigid, vibrant and pure.

Perhaps like her father, having seen so many women and men, she realized how extraordinary she was.

My father loved and protected me. Only he had this kind of marital affection.

Xie Zhou kissed her cherry-like lips and teased her, "How come I never realized you were so wonderful before?"

"blindness?"

Xie Zhou kissed her eyes.

"Heart-blind?"

Xie Zhou kissed her: "You'll have to keep an eye on me from now on."

"Deep down (cheap)?"

Xie Zhou tried to argue, but got kicked again. He turned back to look at his wife, wondering where she had kicked him.

Huan Yue didn't care at all and got up.

Although my clothes were a bit messy, my hair was already simple, just loose and casually tidied up.

"Leave it to me!" Xie Zhou exclaimed excitedly.

Huan Yue glared at him. What's he up to now?

Xie Zhou pulled her to sit on the couch. Her hair was below her hips, so he would sit down and then lift it up.

Huan Yue sat there, feeling a little sleepy, and covered his mouth to yawn.

"Let me handle this!" Xie Zhou grabbed her hand and kissed her on the lips. "As long as the kiss is quick, my wife won't mind."

Huan Yue's long hair was being pulled by him, but she didn't seem bothered; ordinary pain couldn't threaten her.

Xie Zhou was busy with important matters. He brought a comb, combed her beautiful black hair neatly, and then tied it up.

Huan Yue thought that with his hands, besides selling barbecue, he could consider working at a hair salon. With his good looks, he could do any kind of job. It might even earn more than selling barbecue, since the meat smelled so good.

After Xie Zhou finished his work, he admired his own skills and wondered if his wife was satisfied.

Huan Yue didn't have any money on him, otherwise he could have given a tip.

After all, she is now the Crown Princess, with a net worth of over 100,000 taels of silver.

Huan Yue thought it would be nice to kiss a handsome guy on the cheek to show her satisfaction, but she wasn't that kind of person, and she didn't know if it was allowed in the tipping industry.

After all, they live off tips. Can even the most genuine feelings from a close friend put food on the table?

As a result, the Crown Prince's devoted service ultimately yielded nothing.

Huan Yue thought to himself that it was a great favor to be able to serve him, and he should kneel down to express his gratitude.

Besides, aren't there many experiential activities? Only if the experience is good will they continue to spend money, right?

Therefore, Xie Zhou was still satisfied.

Huan Yue left.

Xie Zhou chased after her, hugged his wife, and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to stay here? It's much more comfortable than the back hall."

Look ahead, there's a handsome man like him, so delicious, ready to eat.

Huan Yue wasn't particularly interested in things that anyone could try in a supermarket: "The back hall is good. Taking a step back opens up a whole new world."

With a wave of his sleeve, he leaves without taking away a single cloud.

Huan Yue considered himself extremely virtuous; he could like whomever he wanted and eat whatever flavor he preferred.

Xie Zhou stood on the platform.

It gradually grew cold and hard from the night wind.

A palace attendant came and reported, "Consort Chang has a fever and keeps calling for Your Highness."

Xie Zhou asked, "You're getting horny, are you sure you can handle it? If not, think of another way."

The eunuch was dragged away and thrown into Chang Ziyu's room.

Caiwei was startled, but she didn't have much to say about Chang Fengyi's actions.

Chang Ziyu lay there, calling out incessantly and muttering something unintelligible.

Caiwei had never seen, but had heard of, women vying for favor in the imperial harem; there were many more who were far worse off than her, since no one had yet stepped on her.

They used to live in the Shicui Palace, and now they live in clean and tidy rooms.

Caiwei thought this was excellent, but Chang Fengyi was clearly restless, insisting on doing something even on her birthday.

Caiwei vaguely heard that Lady Huan knelt in the Pei family's ancestral hall on her birthday last year.

The eunuch was given thirty strokes of the cane and made to lie prone in the front study.

Caiwei had to serve both Consort Chang and another eunuch, so this night was going to be quite hectic. She couldn't have a peaceful night.

Pei Family, Qinglong Hall.

The lights were still on even though it was almost midnight.

The night was eerie.

Lady Li leaned against the couch, it was unclear whether she was asleep or not.

Madam Ma leaned back in a chair, her headband covering her forehead; she was barely able to stay upright. But Madam Li had become suspicious of her.

Ma knew she was nearing the end; having been loyal her entire life, she wouldn't abandon her now. Besides, she didn't know how much longer she had.

Suddenly, Madam Li opened her eyes and looked into the deserted room, where she seemed to hear the cheerful laughter of the maids from the past.

Madam Ma was woken up by her maid and quickly came over to serve her.

Li looked at her now, and she seemed quite nice, her voice calm: "What time is it?"

The maid whispered, "It was just past one in the morning."

Li said quietly, "It's past midnight. I suppose she won't be coming today."

A faint voice could be heard outside: "Aunt He will die tomorrow."

Li Shi was fierce and ruthless, like a vengeful ghost!

The voices outside were not afraid: "Aunt He has met the Pei family. They are powerful. Perhaps she could become a powerful ghost queen."

That way, when the Pei family goes to hell, she can take revenge. She's not afraid of ordinary ghosts or the Li family, but what about the Ghost King?

Ma shouted angrily, "Who's playing tricks there?"

A series of sinister laughs drifted in on the night breeze, but there was no other sound.

The maids and wives inside the room were trembling with fear.

Some even worried that Cao's ghost might crawl out. Cao dared to kill her husband while she was alive; no one could say for sure whether she would become even more ruthless after being killed.

So it's hard to say whether this ghost is actually from the Cao family. She's come for revenge.

One of the daughters-in-law whispered, "Shall we go burn paper money for the old lady?"

Madam Li roared, "Go and burn her! Crush her bones and scatter them to ashes!"