As expected by everyone, she became the wife of the Marquis after being married off

"No." Xiping looked up at him with a smile, "Here you go."

"Thank you."

Xiping blushed a little, and blinked from time to time as she looked into his eyes: "Fengshi, thank you."

"?"

Feng Shi was a little stunned. He didn't understand what Xiping meant for a moment. It was obvious that she was the one who took care of him most of the time, so why did Xiping say thank you to him?

Although Fengshi's appearance is not particularly outstanding and he often has a wooden face, he actually has a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Because Feng Shi was a secret guard and had been trained since childhood, his eyes were always dull and lifeless, so naturally no one paid attention to this.

Only Xiping noticed him during those days.

Xiping couldn't say thank you to him because he was like a ray of light by her side during the days when Shen Wanqing tortured her.

Xiping knew that Fengshi was sent by a big shot to protect his master, but every time after Shen Wanqing tortured and beat him, although he didn't say anything, the best medicine would always appear in her room.

Gradually, Xiping fell in love with him, and she began to actively approach Fengshi. Although she was rejected by him at first, she was able to get closer to him and talk to him.

It was not until later, when she accompanied her master to marry the Third Prince's Palace, that she understood who Feng Shi belonged to.

But in this way, they gradually became closer.

Neither she nor Fengshi had ever revealed the secret between them, but they cared for each other harmoniously.

Xi Ping naturally understood what Feng Shi meant, but she just lowered her head and smiled and said, "Nothing, go back and try it on to see if it fits."

Feng Shi looked at the clothes in his hands and nodded.

"I will send you back."

Xiping looked around, smiled and shook her head.

"No need, I can go back by myself. It would be bad if the masters saw me."

Seeing her say this, Feng Shi said nothing more. He took out a hairpin from his bosom and handed it to her.

"I saw it when I was on a business trip." It was a magnolia hairpin, "It suits you very well."

Xiping's smile, which had just been suppressed, bloomed again, and her eyes lit up.

"I like it very much!" She took the hairpin and put it in her bun, looking at him with a smile.

Feng Shi didn't say anything, but his eyes were no longer so dull.

The two looked at each other, and although they were about to leave, neither of them took a step.

In the end, Xiping saw that the time was almost up and left first.

Feng Shi stood there and watched Xi Ping's figure slowly disappear from his sight, his lowered hands tightly grasping his clothes. He used so much force that his fingertips dug deeply into his palms, his eyes darkening again and again.

Xiping returned to Qingyueyuan very carefully all the way. Just at the door, she heard Shen Wanqing's voice coming from inside. She took a deep breath and was about to step in when she paused.

She reached out and carefully took off the hairpin on her head and hid it in her sleeve.

The expression on his face changed again and again, and he walked into the house with a cautious and timid look.

"master."

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Jiangbei Riverbank

Meng Changce stood calmly on the bank of the stream, swept the letter in his hand calmly, and then stretched it back.

Fu Bei, who was standing behind him, took the letter and just took a glance at it before his eyes darkened.

"Master, this..."

"Don't worry about it, just tell him that everything is the same as before."

Fu Bei: “Yes.”

Among the mountains and rivers, the thing Meng Changce did most often after arriving in Jiangbei was fishing. He neither tried to build relationships with the old ministers of the Jiang family as Emperor Yingde expected, nor did he linger in the bustling city.

No matter which side the spies came from, they could only see that after the Marquis of Changning, who used to love romance, arrived in Jiangbei, he usually stayed at home with his wife or wandered around the mountains and rivers.

Fu Bei glanced at Shen Lanyue who was sitting on the other side, then disappeared silently beside Meng Changce.

Meng Changce didn't feel anything strange about this. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at Shen Lanyue as if he was observing her casually.

A light breeze blew by the edge of the pond, lifting the beauty's drooping hair. Shen Lanyue raised her eyes slightly, as if she noticed her gaze and looked back at him.

Shen Lanyue raised the corner of her mouth and looked at him across the distance through the misty blowing hair.

Meng Changce looked at her with interest for a long time, then chuckled helplessly and walked towards her.

"How about it, Madam? Do you think fishing is interesting?"

Shen Lanyue raised her head, looked him up and down and said, "I'm not Jiang Taigong. If someone doesn't take the bait, it won't be that interesting."

Meng Changce was stunned and chuckled.

"I think madam has had a good harvest." Meng Changce looked down at the wooden barrel next to her, which contained several fish.

Shen Lanyue raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "Let's have a fish feast tonight."

"Okay, Madam, you've eaten a lot of the fish I caught. Today, let's see if Lan Yue's fish tastes as good as mine."

"You'll get tired of eating too much fish."

Shen Lanyue grumbled with a hint of deep resentment. After all, they had been eating fish for many days. Although she understood that the current calm was just a show put on by Meng Changce for those people.

He deliberately left the capital on the pretext of recuperating from an illness, and when he arrived in Jiangbei, he pretended to be indifferent to worldly affairs and to be leisurely and contented enjoying the mountains and rivers.

Meng Changce frowned, glanced at her, and his expression became complicated.

In the end, he just sighed slightly, took Shen Lanyue's hand, rubbed it in his palm, and slowly separated his five fingers and held them together.

Shen Lanyue froze for a moment, then looked up at his face with inquiry and paused for a moment, then raised her eyebrows slightly, then retracted her gaze and gently squeezed the hand that was being held.

The journey from the capital to Jiangbei was not very peaceful, but they had a very peaceful and quiet journey on the water.

But when they arrived near Jiangbei and reached land not long after, Shen Lanyue and his group encountered an assassin.

Fortunately, Meng Changce had already predicted this, and the people he brought with him were all his masters disguised as guards, and there were also many secret guards following them in the dark, so nothing went wrong.

But that day, Shen Lanyue saw Meng Changce's ability to control the overall situation calmly. He was not panicked or surprised at all, and even comforted her calmly.

"Lan Yue." Meng Changce handed her a cup of tea, curled his lips and shouted casually, "Drink tea."

Shen Lanyue could hear the sound of knives outside, and opposite her was Meng Changce, who was as calm as water. She stared at him without blinking, looking into his dark eyes.

She suddenly felt cold.

Meng Changce just stared at her without any intention of urging her.

Shen Lanyue lowered her head and smiled lightly, then raised her eyes and eyebrows and took the teacup he handed over.

"Thank you, husband."

Meng Changce just smiled.

The sound outside soon disappeared, and Shen Lanyue only heard Fu Bei's voice coming from outside.

"My Lord, it's been cleaned up!"

Meng Changce slowly raised the teacup, blew on the tea leaves floating on it, and said coldly: "Keep going."