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

Seeing this, Xu Miao couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Seriously? You're really that excited to hear I'm treating you."

Su Zhizhi sat up quickly, as if revived. "Free refreshments, who wouldn't be tempted? Let's go today."

Xu Miao nodded. "Of course. I've already arranged everything. Just dress up and we'll go out. How about that?"

"Then please wait for a moment, Your Highness. I'll be back soon." After saying that, Su Zhizhi ran into the house.

After about an incense stick of time, Su Zhizhi stood in front of Xu Miao with a completely new look.

Seeing Su Zhizhi like this, Xu Miao nodded with satisfaction, "Now that's more like it. Let's go to the teahouse!"

Xu Miao dragged Su Zhizhi away in a hurry.

Inside the teahouse, Xu Miao took Su Zhizhi directly to the second floor. The private room had been prepared long ago, and all kinds of refreshments were placed on the table.

The two sat down in the box, leaning against the window. Xu Miao sipped tea while looking at the storyteller downstairs.

Su Zhizhi took a bite of the snacks and her eyes suddenly lit up. The taste of the snacks here was something Su Zhizhi had never tasted before. It was like she had discovered a new world, and she tasted almost all of the snacks.

Turning around, Su Zhizhi saw Xu Miao staring out the window in a daze. Out of curiosity, Su Zhizhi stood up and walked to Xu Miao's side. Following Xu Miao's gaze outside, she met the storyteller downstairs.

Su Zhizhi was stunned on the spot, not for any other reason, but simply because she saw the appearance of the storyteller.

He is not very old and has an exceptionally handsome appearance, especially he looks like one person - Shen Wenjun.

Su Zhizhi turned her gaze to Xu Miao again, and only then did she realize something was wrong. Xu Miao's eyes were looking at the storyteller, but it didn't seem like she was looking at the storyteller. Her whole body also made people feel particularly sad.

Su Zhizhi immediately understood that Xu Miao was looking at Shen Wenjun, the person Xu Miao loved but could not have, through the storyteller.

"Your Highness?" Su Zhizhi spoke softly, then continued, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Xu Miao finally came to his senses, looked at the storyteller, then at Su Zhizhi, and shook his head. "Nothing, it's just that, do you think the storyteller resembles someone?"

"Shen Wenjun... Your Highness still can't let go of Lord Shen?" Su Zhizhi was also a little depressed, but she was more worried about Xu Miao.

Xu Miao nodded, then shook his head. "It's not that I can't let it go, but I can't say I can either. I don't know what I'm thinking. Zhizhi, come drink with me today."

Su Zhizhi felt a little distressed when she saw Xu Miao like this, and then said, "Okay, we won't go home until we're drunk today!"

Su Zhizhi thought, if alcohol could make Xu Miao feel better, then what's wrong with indulging himself.

Jars of wine were quickly brought in. An hour later, Xu Miao was completely drunk, with tears streaming down her face. Hearing the sound of storytelling outside, Xu Miao stumbled to the window, took out her purse, and poured all the silver in it toward the storyteller, mumbling something.

Su Zhizhi was also a little drunk, but not as unconscious as Xu Miao. Seeing Xu Miao like this, Su Zhizhi became even more sober. She hurriedly went up to stop Xu Miao and pulled him to sit down.

"Your Highness, you've drunk too much and are a little drunk. Let me take you back." Su Zhizhi looked at Xu Miao like this and felt very uncomfortable. She said worriedly.

Xu Miao brushed Su Zhizhi's hand away and muttered, "Shen Wenjun... Shen Wenjun..."

Su Zhizhi sighed deeply and was about to say something when she heard someone knocking on the door of the box.

Su Zhizhi went to open the door and saw the storyteller standing outside, holding the silver that Xu Miao had just given out.

"My lady, these are Princess Changle's silver, the royal family's money. I dare not accept it. Miss Neptune, please return these things to Her Royal Highness the Princess." The storyteller also knew a little about etiquette.

Su Zhizhi turned around and glanced at Xu Miao behind her, sighed, and then asked, "Your Highness, have you been coming here often these days?"

The storyteller nodded and said, "Yes, His Highness has been coming here almost every day these past few days, and he always gives me a lot of money. I am very worried. If you are willing, I hope you can persuade Princess Changle."

"I understand, thank you." Su Zhizhi nodded politely, took the silver, and then closed the door.

Su Zhizhi looked down at the thing in her hand, feeling somewhat helpless, but still resigned to her fate as she stuffed the thing into Xu Miao's purse, and then persuaded him, "Your Highness is drunk, I'll take you back."

After saying that, Su Zhizhi wanted to help Xu Miao up.

But Xu Miao was drunk and could not hear anything. When Su Zhizhi tried to support him, Xu Miao pushed her away and said, "Don't touch me... Don't touch me... I won't leave... I'm not drunk... Shen Wenjun..."

Su Zhizhi was very helpless when she saw this, but she had no choice but to mutter in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Then, Su Zhizhi was quick-witted and slashed Xu Miao's neck with a knife. Xu Miao's body stiffened, and then he fell limply into Su Zhizhi's arms.

Su Zhizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and called Xu Miao to bring servants and help Xu Miao out.

Sitting in the carriage, Su Zhizhi looked at Xu Miao who was still in a coma, and couldn't help but blame Shen Wenjun in her heart. However, Su Zhizhi knew that she had no say in what was happening between them, so she could only watch from the side.

Xu Miao was depressed all day long. Her feelings towards Shen Wenjun were very complicated, and she was very entangled about it. Especially after the fight in the teahouse, Xu Miao was too lazy to go out.

Xu Wanqing somehow found out about Xu Miao's situation. Her eyes flashed and she immediately thought of a sinister countermeasure.

Xu Wanqing knew Xu Miao's personality, so she chose the right time and arranged for someone to approach Xu Miao.

The man was good at using poison. Xu Wanqing was not able to show up in person, so she sent someone with the poisonous insect to find Xu Miao.

He said that he had a rare gadget that could cure Xu Miao's heart disease.

If it were before, Xu Miao would definitely not believe it, but this time, Xu Miao met this person for some unknown reason.

"Are you serious?" Although Xu Miao was very anxious, he still looked at the person in front of him with some vigilance.

"Of course I am serious. Look, Your Highness, this is it." The man took out a box from his arms, and inside the box was a black pill.