Divorced woman with child travels through time

Zhao Lue was surprised that Chen Wenfang would actually touch him. He couldn't suppress his smirk, secretly pleased, "How was it? Feels good, right?"

Chen Wenfang blushed and struggled in shame, saying, "Let me go, I need to rest."

Zhao Lue held her hand and said, "Then tell me, does it feel good? Tell me and I'll let go of you."

Chen Wenfang said shyly, "That's great. Keep it up."

Zhao Lue smiled with satisfaction and released her. Chen Wenfang fled back to her room, even remembering to bring a chair with her.

Zhao Lue found this Madam Chen quite interesting.

After Chen Wenfang left, Zhao Lue watched her close the door. He then took a sip of wine and said to the empty courtyard, "Come out!"

Two men dressed in short, tightly bound black clothes jumped in from outside the courtyard and bowed, saying, "Greetings, my lord!"

Zhao waved his hand and said, "Get up."

The taller man spoke up, "I wonder how well your injuries are healing, my lord?"

Zhao Lue said, "I'm fine now, so why haven't my good brother's men come after me for so long? I'm very curious."

The man spoke, "Your subordinate is ashamed. When our lord was injured, Jianyi and I lured away the pursuers and went back to look for him, but we couldn't find him. I suppose it was the same there; we left after failing to find him. I wonder where our lord was recuperating at that time?"

Zhao smiled slightly, recalling the rain and the tattered cloth in his arms. So that's how it was—they couldn't find him on either side? He said, "Just lucky. Let's not talk about it. Jian Er, how are things now? How is Father's health?"

Jian Er said, "The Prince has been rescued by the Imperial Hospital and is now out of danger and recovering slowly. Second Master is still searching for your whereabouts and is almost here."

Zhao Lue turned to look at Jian Yidao, "How many days left?"

Jian Yi said, "At most ten days."

Zhao smiled and said, "It's quite fun here, and I'm a little reluctant to leave. It's so comfortable to live like this."

Jian Er advised, "My lord, you must not. With Second Master's temperament, if Chen's wife and her group are discovered, none of them will be spared."

Zhao Lue's face turned cold as he said, "I know he would dare. After all, Madam Chen saved me. If I can't protect her, I'm utterly incompetent. Bring over the three men, Dao Wu, Dao Liu, and Dao Qi, and deal with their loose ends. Make sure they don't find Madam Chen."

Jian Er clasped his hands and said, "Your subordinate obeys."

Zhao waved his hand, "Go away, stay away from me."

The two disappeared into the shadows. Zhao Lue finished the rest of his wine in one gulp, then carried the jar back inside. Although he really wanted to smash it, he knew he'd be scolded for damaging the furniture. Last time, he'd accidentally chipped a corner off a table to show off, and Chen Niangzi had nagged him for ages about it—"You're broke and you're still trying to look cool? It's not like you bought it."

Thinking of this, Zhao Lue turned around and whispered into the courtyard, "Where are they? Give me some money!" Unfortunately, the two were too fast and had already gone far away. Zhao Lue could only continue to live off his wife.

Since that night of drinking, Chen Wenfang felt that this young master Zhao had become increasingly shameless.

He barely wore his shirt, yet he was always showing off his chest muscles to seduce her—what a sin!

The weather's been nice lately, so Chen Wenfang's started drying herbs again. The selfheal is mostly gone, but the mugwort is growing like crazy. Every time she's drying herbs, Zhao Lue deliberately takes off his shirt and practices boxing in the yard. The three younger ones imitate him. Putting aside Zhao Lue's piercing gaze, his physique is quite pleasing to the eye.

That day, after her afternoon nap, Chen Wenfang suddenly craved fresh fish, so she took a net to the pond to catch a few.

Chen Xuanyu got excited when he saw the fishing net and quickly took it with his hands, saying, "Mom, let me hold it for you, I'll net it."

Chen Wenfang wouldn't give it to him, and reached out to take it, saying, "You should go do your homework, Mom will go by herself."

Chen Xuanyu ran alongside the net, shouting, "I finished writing a long time ago, Master, let's go catch fish!"

Having no other choice, Chen Wenfang had to walk towards the pond.

Hearing the shout, Zhao Lue, who was getting dressed inside, threw his clothes aside and came out. He quickly caught up with Chen Wenfang, nudged her with his arm, and said, "I'm good at fishing. I'll catch a big one for you later, and you can cook it for me."

Chen Wenfang stumbled and almost fell, which was exactly the effect Zhao Lue wanted. He reached out to support her and, taking advantage of the situation, took her hand and said, "You can't even walk properly, let me hold your hand."

Chen Wenfang was speechless. Why was this person acting like a child? Blushing, she struggled to pull her hand back and said, "We're outside. Can't you have some shame? You ancient person."

Zhao smiled and reached for her hand, which she had pulled away from, saying, "We're both unmarried, why can't we hold hands? Besides, what did people in ancient times mean by that? Aren't you one of them?"

Chen Wenfang ran away quickly, saying, "You absolutely can't hold my hand. How can you be so shameless?"

Zhao chuckled, "What's a face? My face is quite handsome, isn't it? Does Madam Chen like it?"

The conversation was getting increasingly absurd, so Chen Wenfang decided to ignore him.

He called out to Chen Xuanyu, who was standing by the pond, "Don't throw the net yourself! If you fall in, I can't swim."

Chen Xuanyu didn't listen at all and threw the net into the pond with a snap. Luckily, he was small and weak, so the net landed on the edge of the pond. Chen Wenfang squatted down and reached out to try and scoop it up.

Zhao Lue arrived as well and said, "Let me do it, I have long arms."

Chen Wenfang didn't try to be stubborn and gave up her seat for him.