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The cold wind that night was strong and persistent, blowing all night long.

The two sycamore trees by the yard, which already had few leaves left, were now completely stripped bare, leaving only bare trunks and a few yellow leaves on the treetops.

They were swept up by the cold wind, slapping together and making a whooshing sound.

Sometimes it's like surging waves, and sometimes it's as gentle as a drizzle.

The fallen leaves rise and fall in the wind, as if dancing in the air, soaring high or gently falling, outlining beautiful arcs in the night sky.

Hearing the wind outside, Gao Yan couldn't help but hug the person in his arms tighter.

Half-asleep, the little one pleaded, "Ayan, no more, go to sleep, we really have to get up early tomorrow..."

Gao Yan lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Lu Huan's, then draped her slender arm over his waist, gently stroking her back with his large hand, murmuring like he was coaxing a child, "You said no, so no. Be good, sleep peacefully!"

Lu Huan hummed twice, found a comfortable position on Gao Yan's arm, and quickly fell asleep.

She had a dream in which she seemed to have returned to her previous life, holding a hoe and working in the space.

It was something that could have been solved with a single thought, yet Lu Huan insisted on doing it himself.

Every inch of the hundred acres of land was soaked with her sweat. Her delicate palms were chafed raw by the wooden handle of the hoe, then soaked in the spiritual spring water, where they healed quickly.

This cycle repeated itself until her death.

Lu Huan suddenly woke up from the nightmare, feeling the strong back of the man in her palm, and then she came to her senses: she had been reborn, taken over Gao Zhongbao's space, and married his adopted brother.

A flash of hatred crossed her eyes, but she quickly felt something was wrong with her body. She awkwardly shifted her cheek, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the spot where she had just rested her head on her pillow had left a deep red mark, with suspicious white marks around the edges.

She couldn't help but touch the corner of her mouth, wondering if she was drooling in her sleep!

While Lu Huan was still questioning his life, Gao Yan had already awakened from his slumber.

Her voice was still a little hoarse, and she sounded drowsy from just waking up: "Huan'er, you're awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

The slightly rough voice was surprisingly pleasant to listen to.

Lu Huan turned away uncomfortably and complained in a low voice, "What are you sleeping for? We should get up soon."

Gao Yan buried his head in her hair and mumbled, "Let me hug you a little longer..."

Every hair on Lu Huan's body was silently screaming. But no matter how turbulent her heart was, she remained motionless, as if she were a wooden sculpture.

After an unknown amount of time, the man behind me chuckled softly, which gradually turned into a loud laugh.

Lu Huan, unable to bear it any longer, smacked him with her elbow: "Have you laughed enough?!"

"Hiss—Huan'er, are you trying to murder your husband?!" Gao Yan's voice was filled with suppressed pain.

Lu Huan, like an eel, quickly rolled over and touched the spot where he had been elbowed: "Ayan, are you alright? I didn't use much force!"

Gao Yan grabbed her mischievous little hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly: "Hold me a little longer, we really have to get up soon."

What he didn't tell Lu Huan was that the chief secretary of the Prince of Yan's mansion specifically requested his presence, and he had no choice but to go.

Gao Yan had a vague feeling that the question that had been lingering in his mind might be answered today.

Lu Huan gently nudged him: "Go and get the teapot and teacups. I want some water."

While Gao Yan wasn't looking, she added some spiritual spring water to each teacup.

Although Gao Yan wasn't thirsty, his wife had poured it especially for him, so he accepted it with a smile.

It was a little cold, but it was exceptionally sweet, just like my wife.

After finishing her drink, Lu Huan felt some relief from her discomfort. She rubbed her still slightly sore lower back. No wonder she dreamed of hoeing the ground; she was that ground!

Gao Yan quickly changed into the long robe that Lu Huan had prepared for him the night before, and felt like he had inexhaustible energy.

If he didn't have important business to attend to today, he would really like to snuggle up on the warm kang (heated brick bed) with his wife.

Before leaving, he reminded Lu Huan, "Honey, I've put the sheets I changed last night in the box. I'll wash them when I get back, so don't get them wet!"

"oops!"

Recalling the madness of last night, Lu Huan's cheeks began to burn. She pulled the covers up to cover her face, leaving only her small hands outside, and waved to Gao Yan.

"If you're going to leave, then leave now!"

Gao Yan smiled broadly, opened the door, and went out.

The room was quiet for a quarter of an hour before Lu Huan secretly pulled down the covers to make sure she was alone. Without even putting on her embroidered shoes, she tiptoed to the inner room.

After searching through several wooden crates, they finally found the bed sheet that the two of them had soiled the night before in the innermost crate. They then disappeared along with the bed sheet.

Lu Huan was the only person in the entire space. She could no longer contain her complex emotions and shouted out loud.

Although this step was indeed part of her original plan, there is a big difference between imagining and actually implementing it.

What surprised Lu Huan the most was that this man had so much energy; she hadn't slept well at all last night.

This won't do; it seems like I'm at a disadvantage.

A strong competitive spirit stirred within Lu Huan. Looking at the faint dark circles under her eyes reflected in the bronze mirror, a thought flashed through her mind, and a bunch of grapes instantly appeared in her hand.

She ate most of a bunch of grapes in one go, and all her discomfort finally disappeared, although she still felt a little awkward when walking.

Lu Huan walked into the kitchen but didn't see Gao Yan. She casually asked, "Where's A-Yan?"

"The son-in-law said that the clan chief decided to enter the city before the city gates opened, so he quickly ate breakfast and went out."

"Okay, I understand. Bring breakfast to your room in a bit."

Lu Huan came and left in a hurry, as if her purpose in coming was simply to give He Niang this one piece of advice.

Even after she had been gone for quite some time, He Niang was still staring blankly in the direction she had left.

Shi Liang found it strange and followed He Niang's gaze, only to find an empty courtyard with nothing else.

"Mom, what are you looking at!"

Mother He was startled by her youngest son and slapped him on the shoulder: "You little brat! You scared your old mother!"

Then she relaxed her brow and smiled, "We'll soon have a little boss."

"Mother, what did you say? I didn't hear you."

"What do you care what I say! Hurry up and pack the breakfast. I'll take it to the master first, then go to the backyard. I don't know when the second young mistress will be back. Otherwise, if I'm the only one serving her, I'll be exhausted!"

Shi Liang chuckled and teased, "That's easy, Mother can just give us another little sister!"

"I look like I've just given birth! Look at me, do I look like I've just given birth!"

Lu Huan was unaware that He Niang, with her experience in the inner quarters, had already noticed the differences between the couple, though she thought she had concealed it well.

She took out a sheet from her storage space, the same one as the one from last night, and placed it beside the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed).