The space boss's daily life of raising cubs, loving husbands and farming

In Dongning County, candlelight flickered in the county jail, and four guards who were guarding the cells were patrolling in two shifts.

It was already past midnight, and the bailiffs could no longer resist the sleepiness. After their last patrol, they all fell asleep on the table, snoring loudly.

A gust of wind blew by, and the key chain hanging on the wall made a few crisp sounds, and then ran into the depths of the prison together with a green shadow.

In the last cell, the oil lamp on the table had long been extinguished, and only some light came through a half-foot window on the wall, shining on the straw mat below.

A thin blanket fell aside, and a frail figure lay on the straw mat, with messy black hair draped over the back, and his thin body shivering uncontrollably because of the cold spring night.

Shang Wan stood at the prison door and watched for a long time. Although she couldn't see the face, just by looking at the figure, she thought that the man inside should be her cheap husband, right?

She used the key she found to open the cell door and went in. The curled up figure suddenly stopped shaking when he heard the noise, but did not turn around.

"Come over and talk if you're not asleep. I have something to ask you." Shang Wan put the key on the table and leaned on the table with his arms folded.

Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Chengjing suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes. Why was it her?

He sat up, turned his head, and looked at the person standing by the table in the moonlight, his eyes unable to hide his surprise, "How did you get in?"

"Of course he walked in." Shang Wan looked at the person on the straw mat. Although the cell was dim, it did not prevent her from seeing Lu Chengjing's good looks.

He has beautiful eyes, his pupils are like ink dots, his nose and mouth are just right. His face is a little dirty, his hair is messy, but it can't hide his elegance.

People with this kind of appearance are commonly said to look good even wearing a sack.

She was just a little thinner, her lips were paler, and her cheeks had a strange red hue.

Shang Wan frowned slightly. In the original owner's memory, Lu Chengjing was a premature baby and had been weak since childhood. Is he sick?

"Why don't you cover yourself with a blanket if you're cold?" She walked over and picked up the thin blanket beside the straw mat. A sour and smell immediately rushed into her nose.

She ignored the unpleasant smell and wrapped Lu Chengjing in a thin blanket. She sat down on the edge of the straw mat and looked at her cheap husband more closely.

If you ignore the smell, it actually looks better if you look at it up close, and it's also pleasing to the eye even if you keep it as a vase at home, not to mention that it has the title of scholar, which can bring many benefits to the family.

Shang·Yekong·Wan felt like he had found a great bargain and a genuine smile appeared on his lips.

Lu Chengjing felt a little uncomfortable under Shang Wan's straightforward gaze. He turned his face slightly and pursed his pale lips. Just as he was about to say something, a slightly cool hand suddenly fell on his hot forehead, and a whisper came from his ear, "You really have a fever."

Shang Wan moved her white fingers down to the tip of his nose and found that even the breath she exhaled was hot.

No wonder he didn't cover himself with a blanket and had to shiver to keep warm. It turned out that his brain was damaged.

After tucking the thin blanket around him more tightly, Shang Wan stood up, opened the cell door and went out.

Lu Chengjing looked at her leaving back, his eyelashes half drooped, and he felt a little lost for no reason.

After a while, Shang Wan came back with half a bowl of water and fed it to his pale lips, "Drink it."

Lu Chengjing was surprised that she didn't leave. He raised his eyelids to look at her, stretched out his left hand to take it, and drank it slowly.

Oh, isn't he quite well behaved? How could he be as aloof as the original owner remembered?

Shang Wan rubbed her cheap husband's messy long hair with satisfaction. It didn't feel good, but she enjoyed it very much.

She just added three drops of spiritual spring water to the water. Drinking this bowl of water will help reduce the fever.

After Lu Chengjing finished drinking, Shang Wan took the bowl and stared at him, "What's wrong with your right hand?"

From the beginning, whether it was sitting up from the straw mat, pinching the quilt, or receiving the bowl, Lu Chengjing used his left hand. But in the original owner's memory, this person was not left-handed.

"My tendons are broken." Lu Chengjing said it lightly, but Shang Wan did not miss the sadness that flashed across his eyes.

The right hand is very important to a scholar. If the tendons of the hand are broken, the hand will be disabled.

She narrowed her eyes, and a nameless anger rose in her heart, "Who did it?"

Lu Chengjing lowered his eyelashes and did not answer.

Shang Wan clenched his fists, suppressed his anger, lifted the thin blanket wrapped around Lu Chengjing, pressed him down on the bed, and examined him inch by inch starting from the scalp.

"What are you doing?" Lu Chengjing wanted to push the person away, but Shang Wan's strength was beyond his imagination and he couldn't push him away at all. In shame and anger, his face, whose blush had faded a little, suddenly became brighter than the sunset in the sky.

"Behave yourself." Shang Wan gave him a warning look, her white fingers gently stroking the whip wound on his chest that was still bleeding, and a cold murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Lu Chengjing saw it inadvertently, and paused in his action of pushing the person, blurting out, "You are not Shang Wan."

Shang Wan is timid and selfish. He has no opinion and just cries when encountering problems. She is the wife chosen for him "carefully" by his good sister-in-law. How could she have such a captivating look?

"I am." But not the original one.

Shang Wan let go of him and glanced at his legs that were unable to move under his trousers, and his anger grew even more.

"Who are you?" Lu Chengjing sat up with difficulty, his eyes wandering over Shang Wan's face, "Shang Wan can't possibly break into the prison at night for me, and he doesn't have the ability to do so."

Shang Wan looked at him. Did his IQ regain its high ground after the fever subsided?

Tsk, you were more well behaved just now.

"I'll only say this once, listen carefully," Shang Wan leaned forward, and the two men looked at each other, "I. Am. Shang. Wan."

"You..." Lu Chengjing retorted subconsciously. Shang Wan glanced at his pale lips and said, "Kiss you again."

Lu Chengjing: “…” Rogue!

He quickly shut his mouth tightly.

"That's good." Shang Wan touched his head with satisfaction. "You can tell me who did it later. We don't have much time, so let's make it short. How about jailbreaking?"

She didn't want to let her injured vase stay in this terrible prison any longer.

"No." Lu Chengjing retorted without thinking, "Jailbreak will only confirm my guilt, and a severe sentence will also implicate my family."

Shang Wan curled her lips. The Lu family was afraid of being implicated.

"I forgot to tell you that the Lu family expelled our family of three from the clan overnight. We were kicked out of the house."

"What?" Lu Chengjing's pupils suddenly shrank, his left hand clenched into a fist, and even his breathing became heavier.

"You're still sick. There's no need to get angry over people who have nothing to do with you." Shang Wan pried open the five fingers of his left hand one by one, thinking that this hand had even bones and flesh, and the fingers were long and beautiful, as beautiful as her cheap husband's face.

He felt a strange kneading sensation on his fingers, and Lu Chengjing didn't care about being angry or disappointed. He pulled his hand back in shock, and stared at the woman beside him with his dark eyes vigilantly, with a hint of annoyance on his handsome face.

How could a woman hold a man's hand and not let go? This woman must not be Shang Wan, as she acted so outrageously!

Shang Wan blinked innocently. She was just admiring the pretty hands and pinched them twice. Why did her cheap husband look like she was trying to force herself on him?

I already have a baby with the original owner, so what’s the big deal?