Cheng Muyun was so angry that he locked Xu Zhuohua up somewhere.

This small courtyard is in the middle of nowhere, with no village in front and no shop behind, and is near a river.

The yard was clean and tidy, and Xu Zhuohua looked at the not-too-high wall and said provocatively, "Such a small yard can't hold me."

Cheng Muyun never let go of Xu Zhuohua's hand, leading her out of the courtyard and to the riverbank.

On the green riverbank, there is a spacious houseboat, about six meters long, with a small room, a low table, and curtains covering it, making it warm and beautiful.

“I knew you would scale walls and dig tunnels, trying every possible way to escape, so…” Cheng Muyun suddenly picked up Xu Zhuohua and jumped onto the boat.

The boat rocked violently as it suddenly picked up water, and Xu Zhuohua clung tightly to Cheng Muyun's waist, screaming in fright.

"Although Dongzhou is near the sea, no one teaches women to swim, so you must not know how to swim. I will feel at ease keeping you locked on the boat."

Xu Zhuohua indeed cannot swim. She couldn't swim in her previous life, nor could the original owner of this body. Standing on the boat, she swayed precariously, her heart pounding in her chest.

She clung tightly to Cheng Muyun's military uniform as she said, "Didn't you say you'd send me back to prison?"

A soft laugh came from the chest pressed against his. "Are you stupid? Want to go back to the cell?"

Xu Zhuohua said in a muffled voice, "Isn't this a prison cell?"

Cheng Muyun pulled Xu Zhuohua into the boathouse, which was quite spacious and fully equipped.

"It's different, this is a single cell."

The boat stopped rocking, and Xu Zhuohua released her grip on Cheng Muyun, plopped down in a chair, and pouted angrily, "A deluxe single room, huh? How long do you plan to keep me locked up?"

"Until the wind outside stops."

Xu Zhuohua glared at Cheng Muyun.

This incident has had a huge impact, causing a disturbance for a whole month. Will Xu Zhuohua be detained for a month?

"Aren't you being a little too possessive of me? Cheng Muyun, I'm a person, not an object, you can't just lock me up whenever you want!"

Cheng Muyun knelt on the ground, leaned over Xu Zhuohua, and held onto the sides of the chair, pulling her into his arms.

"If you were a quiet lady and didn't cause trouble, I wouldn't have locked you up."

These days, Xu Zhuohua has successfully ruined her reputation through unpredictable actions, turning herself from the legal wife into a concubine.

Cheng Muyun was really afraid that if she did something else, something earth-shattering and awe-inspiring, she wouldn't even be able to enter the Cheng family's gate anymore.

Xu Zhuohua said, "Now that Dongzhou has been lost, the Dongxing-Nanfeng route is no longer of any value. Do you still want to marry me?"

The man chuckled softly, "You mean... I married you to travel east to the southern route?"

"Otherwise what? Why would a dignified young marshal marry a merchant's daughter with no family background?"

Cheng Muyun smiled. Yes, he was smiling, laughing at Xu Zhuohua for not using his brain when he should, and for coming up with so many twisted excuses when he shouldn't.

"Couldn't it be because you're pretty?"

Xu Zhuohua was taken aback for a moment, "Miss Luo is prettier."

"President Luo is corrupt and her subordinates are not clean. Besides, I don't like Luo Yunqiao either; she's too willful."

Even a beautiful woman like Luo Yunqiao with a good family background doesn't catch his eye, so Cheng Muyun's standards are definitely not low. Xu Zhuohua is extremely confused. What exactly does he see in her?

"I have no manners, no class, I call you by your full name, I have no taste, I'm always embarrassing myself, and I'm always causing trouble. Why do you like me?"

Cheng Muyun moved his face closer, his breath brushing against Xu Zhuohua's face. "Your misdeeds could perhaps be described in other ways."

Xu Zhuohua leaned back, trying to distance herself from Cheng Muyun. "What description?"

"Fearless".

Xu Zhuohua suddenly didn't know what to say.

Isn't Cheng Muyun's mentality just like an adult watching a child act foolishly?

No wonder he allowed me to do so many absurd things; it turns out I'm different from other women, and he finds me novel.

That makes things easier.

A man's interest in novelty usually doesn't last very long.

Xu Zhuohua pushed Cheng Muyun away, stood up, and crossed her arms. "Fearless... that's a good way to describe me. It's fine. You can lock me up for as long as you want. Anyway, I won't change after I get out."

The man chuckled. It was this kind of Xu Zhuohua who attracted him, seemingly fearless.

"Once this storm passes, you can do whatever you want."

Xu Zhuohua asked, "Why? Because they want to kill those people who are marching, right?"

Cheng Muyun suddenly looked up; Xu Zhuohua seemed to know everything.

"Who told you?" Cheng Muyun stared into Xu Zhuohua's eyes. "No, how did you know?"

Xu Zhuohua swallowed hard, feeling somewhat nervous.

"No, you knew three days ago that Dongzhou would fall, and now you know that the protesters need to be killed. How did you know that? How did you know?"

Cheng Muyun approached step by step, while Xu Zhuohua retreated step by step.

It's been discovered.

But even if I told him, he wouldn't believe me.

The man exuded a chilling aura as he approached Xu Zhuohua, terrifying her.

When there was nowhere left to retreat, with the small boat's bed right behind Xu Zhuohua, Cheng Muyun stopped and pressed down on Xu Zhuohua's shoulder.

"Tell me, how did you know?"

The boat's bed was big enough for two people, and given the desolate location, she dared not anger Cheng Muyun, lest he unleash his beastly nature...

Fortunately, she was well-versed in history.

"There are churches all over Dongzhou. The great powers have long wanted to change the people of Dongzhou through their ideas. Many foreigners also go to Dongzhou to learn about its culture through business. Do you know what they want to do?"

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