Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

"Your sister? Ha, do I look like an idiot? Everyone knows you, Song Hanchuan, are an orphan."

"Tell her to get out here and let me see if she looks just like you. If she does, I'll believe you."

Song Hanchuan fell silent.

Pei Yun Chu was still chattering on and on, impatiently urging them on, when suddenly a slight noise came from the previously quiet carriage.

A pretty young girl in a pink dress bent down and stepped out of the carriage.

Without much thought, Song Hanchuan stepped forward, helped her down from the carriage, and steadied her.

When his gaze clearly fell upon the woman's face, a barely perceptible smile curved his lips, and his stiff fingertips slowly returned to normal.

At the same time, Pei Yun Chu also saw the woman's appearance clearly. When she saw that the eyebrows and eyes above her veil were indeed somewhat similar to Song Han Chuan's, she immediately felt bored and wanted to turn around and leave.

"General, please wait."

The woman spoke urgently in a shy voice.

“Brother, you said that when you returned to the capital this time, you would definitely help me find a good marriage, so as to make up for the suffering I have endured all these years of wandering.”

"I think this general is quite handsome, why don't we choose him?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yun Chu was completely distraught.

She jumped three feet away, widening the distance between them, her disgusted features scrunched up.

Where did this country bumpkin come from? Can't he speak properly? Who would describe a man as having a beautiful face?

A toad trying to eat swan meat? How dare she even think about him?

Birds of a feather flock together; he's just as bad as that hypocrite surnamed Song.

"Let me tell you, I'm already taken. Someone like you isn't even worth a finger of hers. You'd better give up on me as soon as possible."

What prime minister's sister? She's nothing but a pretentious and affected young lady from a prominent family; she's utterly disgusting.

"Already taken?"

Song Hanchuan's eyes flickered slightly. "When did the General's Mansion hold a wedding? I had no idea."

Pei Yun Chu bristled again, jumping up and down and yelling.

"You think I'm as heartless as you? My little Yi's body is barely cold, and you..."

No, this woman is his sister, so he hasn't really wronged Xiaoyi. Thinking of this, Pei Yun Chu's face twisted with unease.

Is he keeping himself pure for Xiaoyi?

Song Hanchuan's expression slightly changed, and his eyes were instantly covered with frost, freezing into ice shards that were cold to the bone.

Does he even deserve it?

"Fine, fine, I've seen the person. Since she's not your lover, I won't hold it against you today."

But I warn you, Xiao Yi cared for you so much when he was alive. If you dare to marry so soon, I will definitely not let you off the hook.

After saying that, he mounted his horse and disappeared at the end of the alley in no time.

Only after the person was completely out of sight did Liu Zhiyi spit out a curse, "Blind and heartless wretch, scared away like that? Bah, nothing at all."

Song Hanchuan came to his senses and felt a little uneasy.

"Xiaoyi, I..."

Liu Zhiyi smiled, met his light-colored eyes, winked playfully, and teased, "Why is the Prime Minister, who debates with the scholars in court, stuttering?"

Song Hanchuan: ...

"Don't worry, I understand."

He patted his arm and comforted him.

"The Crown Prince has just returned to court, and the situation in the court is unstable. You and Pei Yun Chu, one a civil official and the other a military officer, need to work together to prevent trouble. You must not let any discord or conflict arise, otherwise the covetous Prince Chen will take advantage of the situation."

"So, I understand that you don't want Pei Yun Chu to know that I'm still alive."

She does have that sense of the bigger picture.

Perfect timing. She didn't want to see that awful guy anyway. Belated affection is worthless, and she didn't have time to play games with him about chasing after his wife.

She was very busy; Zhuzhu was still in dire straits, waiting for her to rescue her.

As Song Hanchuan breathed a sigh of relief, a look of admiration flashed across his face, and his gaze toward Liu Zhiyi grew even more ardent.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Liu Zhiyi felt a little shy under his direct gaze, and blushed as she awkwardly looked away.

The man smiled, his eyes sparkling.

His large, fair hands gently cupped her delicate face, as if holding the most precious treasure. He closed his eyes slightly, and his warm lips lightly pressed against her brow.

His beloved was different from other women.

"My wife, thank you for understanding me."

What Liu Zhiyi just said is all correct, but besides that, there is another reason, which is his hidden, unknown, dark possessiveness deep in his heart.

Three years ago, when they were intimate on the bed, he swore in his heart that from this day forward, her body and her heart could only belong to him, and he would never let go of her in this lifetime.

Three years later, she had blossomed into a stunning woman. Her features were even more radiant, and her slender waist, combined with her fair skin and captivating beauty, made her even more mesmerizing than before.

Such a woman is enough to make any man in the world fall for her.

He wasn't sure if his injured body could fully recover, especially with another formidable opponent...

No, Xiaoyi can only be his.

He couldn't allow any accidents to happen; Xiaoyi could only be his. Even in the end, when this body was no longer useful, he still had a pair of skillful hands that could still please Xiaoyi.

Even though he felt unworthy of her, he couldn't help but despicably and selfishly want to possess her.

He wanted her to belong to him alone.

He didn't want Pei Yun Chu's burning gaze to fall on Liu Zhi Yi. He was afraid that if he did, he wouldn't be able to suppress his despicable possessiveness and might even gouge out Liu Zhi Yi's eyes with his own hands.

That's why I lied without thinking.

Liu Zhiyi gave him a playful glare, "We haven't even had a wedding ceremony yet, why are you calling me 'wife'?"

A hint of hurt flashed in the man's eyes. "Does my wife intend to abandon me after seducing me?"

Liu Zhiyi: ...

What's with this teary-eyed, broken little puppy look?

Oh well, he's my own man, what else can I do but spoil him? I might as well just swallow my pride and coax him.

"Honey, I'm a man of principle. Now that I've slept with you, I'll naturally take responsibility for you."

"Really?"

"Realer than real gold."

To reassure him, Liu Zhiyi still clung to his neck and kissed his cheek several times.

"Are you relieved now?"

The man's eyes flickered slightly, his thick, curled eyelashes obscuring the light within, and he blushed as he touched his lips.

Liu Zhiyi's lips twitched slightly, and she kissed him.

The man's lips immediately curled into a wide smile, and he leaned closer to her and whispered...

"I carried my wife into the mansion."

With that, he slipped an arm under Liu Zhiyi's legs and lifted her up in his arms. The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes filled with affection for one another.

As soon as they entered the gate, the servants of the mansion knelt neatly on both sides to greet them.

The butler stepped forward with a smile and said,

"My lord and madam, you two are finally back. Madam's courtyard is arranged next to the main courtyard, and all the furnishings are arranged according to your instructions. Please take a look, and if there is anything inappropriate, this old servant will add more."