In the years of famine, I led a comfortable life with my husband

Su Zhizhi, who was hiding in the dark, felt mixed emotions in her heart. Looking at Su Peizhi like this, Su Zhizhi felt heartbroken.

But she had no other choice. The only people who knew about her fake death were Xie Chengjin and Su Zhizhi herself. To some extent, it was also to protect Su Zhizhi's safety.

When Su Zhizhi chose this method, she still had some concerns. The news of her death could not be concealed, and her relatives would largely attribute this to Xie Chengjin. Su Zhizhi felt that this was very unfair to Xie Chengjin.

Xie Chengjin knew Su Zhizhi's concerns and expressed his attitude very seriously. Only then did Su Zhizhi agree, and the plan was able to proceed smoothly.

After Su Peizhi returned to his yard, Su Zhizhi returned to the place she and Xie Chengjin had agreed to meet.

As soon as Xie Chengjin came back, he saw a familiar figure standing beside the bed. His tense spirit that had been tense for such a long time finally relaxed a little.

"Zhizhi, you're back." Xie Chengjin greeted Su Zhizhi as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Su Zhizhi didn't say anything, but just looked at Xie Chengjin quietly, her eyes full of sadness.

Seeing this, Xie Chengjin felt extremely uncomfortable. He could no longer restrain himself and walked forward, hugging Su Zhizhi in his arms. "I'm sorry, Zhizhi, I have to put you in trouble during this period. I promise that I will resolve these matters as soon as possible and let you come back openly."

Lying on Xie Chengjin's shoulder, Su Zhizhi felt her nose a little sore and her eyes unconsciously became moist, but things had come to this point, and both she and Xie Chengjin had to persevere and move on.

Su Zhizhi's "funeral" soon arrived. After all, Su Zhizhi was Xie Chengjin's legal wife. Even if her death was faked, the funeral had to be held in a grand manner. It was also a way of telling the emperor that even though he had "killed" Su Zhizhi with his own hands, Su Zhizhi still had a place in Xie Chengjin's heart.

Fortunately, the emperor was not so cruel as to not allow Xie Chengjin to "pay tribute" to Su Zhizhi, and Su Zhizhi's identity was not spread. Therefore, many people just thought that Su Zhizhi had a bad fate and did not survive, so she died.

But Shen Wenjun didn't think so. Ever since she learned of Su Zhizhi's death, Shen Wenjun had been in a daze, as if she had been struck by a bolt from the blue. She tried many times to break into Xie Chengjin's mansion, but was stopped by Xie Chengjin's men. Shen Wenjun had no other choice but to wait until the day of Su Zhizhi's "funeral" before she was able to enter Xie Chengjin's mansion.

In order to avoid attracting attention, Su Zhizhi could only hide in the dark and watch her old friends come to attend her "funeral". Su Zhizhi found it particularly novel.

But soon, Su Zhizhi set her sights on Shen Wenjun. Su Zhizhi watched Shen Wenjun stop in front of her coffin for a while, clenching her fists, and even intending to open the coffin. For this reason, Su Zhizhi was very worried, because the coffin was empty, and her "corpse" had long been carried out of the city without someone's knowledge.

But at the last moment, Shen Wenjun restrained himself and did not attack the coffin. Instead, he bypassed the visitor and went straight to the backyard of the mansion. Su Zhizhi had a bad premonition and hurriedly followed him secretly.

"Xie Chengjin! Stop right there!" Shen Wenjun followed behind Xie Chengjin, trying to stop Shen Wenjun who wanted to escape.

Shen Wenjun was even more furious when he saw Xie Chengjin trying to escape. He rushed forward and said, "Xie Chengjin, what are you afraid of?!"

Seeing that he really couldn't escape, Xie Chengjin finally sighed deeply and looked straight at Shen Wenjun, "Master Shen, what exactly does it matter that you want to see me about?"

"Xie Chengjin, let me ask you, why did Su Zhizhi die?" Shen Wenjun looked at the man in front of her who seemed to have no emotional fluctuations, and excitedly stepped forward to grab Xie Chengjin's collar.

"Lord Shen, you'd better calm down." Xie Chengjin frowned and looked at the hands on his collar, but he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to free himself.

Standing two meters away from Shen Wenjun, Xie Chengjin straightened his somewhat messy clothes and looked at Shen Wenjun calmly, "Sir Shen, if you are here to pay your respects to Zhizhi today, please move to the mourning hall in front. If you are here to look for me... I'm sorry, I have to excuse myself."

After saying that, Xie Chengjin wanted to leave, but before Xie Chengjin turned around, Shen Wenjun was furious and punched Xie Chengjin in the cheek.

Shen Wenjun's grip was so strong that Xie Chengjin's face tilted to one side. He felt stars in his eyes and there was a bloody smell in his mouth.

He licked his cheeks, raised his head and looked at Shen Wenjun, but he didn't care at all about Shen Wenjun's attack on him.

"What is Lord Shen doing?" Xie Chengjin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Shen Wenjun in confusion.

Shen Wenjun looked at his slightly trembling fist, then gathered himself and asked, "Xie Chengjin, what exactly happened to Zhizhi's death? Others believe the explanation of death from illness, but I, Shen Wenjun, don't believe it at all. I saw with my own eyes that Zhizhi's body gradually improved under the treatment of that doctor, and now you tell me that Zhizhi died of illness. Did you have any hand in this?"

Xie Chengjin looked at Shen Wenjun coldly, "Sir Shen, whether you believe it or not, Zhizhi can't be resurrected. I don't believe it either, but this can't be a reason for you to doubt me. Is that enough? If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Xie Chengjin did not want to get entangled with Shen Wenjun. Shen Wenjun looked at Xie Chengjin who was walking further and further away. He tried to endure again and again, but he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He was sure that Su Zhizhi's death must be no simple matter.

Shen Wenjun ran towards Xie Chengjin without thinking, knocked Xie Chengjin to the ground from behind, and punched Xie Chengjin again and again without showing any mercy.

Xie Chengjin just accepted it passively and had no intention of fighting back. If a servant passing by had not stepped forward to pull the two apart, Su Zhizhi, who was watching in the dark, had no doubt that Shen Wenjun would have knocked Xie Chengjin unconscious.

In fact, from the very beginning when Shen Wenjun attacked Xie Chengjin, Su Zhizhi wanted to stand up anxiously, but when she thought of her current identity, Su Zhizhi forced herself to calm down and watched quietly from the side.

Su Zhizhi didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the two were pulled apart. The farce was over, and Xie Chengjin was in a very miserable state. He was dirty all over and had many wounds on his face. It was obvious how strong Shen Wenjun was. But even so, Xie Chengjin chose to say nothing in the face of Shen Wenjun's questioning.