May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Ever since Pei Zhicheng changed his soul, he would come to school once, come after school once, and come again at dinner time, making Wen Yuanshu feel as if she had vaguely returned to her past life, and even her neck was aching slightly.

If you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least avoid them?

Chunhua smiled and replied, "Yes."

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The night was deep and all was quiet when a mysterious guest dressed in black arrived at the main courtyard.

Chunhua personally stood guard at the door. When she saw people coming, she quickly led them into the main hall.

Bai Tong was extremely nervous the whole way. She had finally arrived at a safe place and hadn't even caught her breath when she saw the imposing man in the main hall. Her breath caught in her throat again.

"Madam, who is this...?"

“He’s a friend,” Wen Yuanshu said.

Lu Chengyuan gave a heavy, cold snort.

What a friend!

Wen Yuanshu gestured for Bai Tong to sit down, then gave him a helpless look.

After watching Bai Tong take a couple of sips of tea, Wen Yuanshu asked, "So, did you find anything?"

Bai Tong nodded repeatedly.

Because of nervousness, her voice was slightly strained: "Yes! Madam, there really is a secret letter! It says that the Marquis has handled something well, and instructs him to keep you calm for now, and make further plans after some time!"

There was only a secret letter in the hidden compartment. Bai Tong didn't dare to take it. After reading it, he put it back as it was.

Lu Chengyuan glanced at Wen Yuanshu, then his gaze fell on Bai Tong: "Is there a mark on the letter?"

Bai Tong shook his head: "I haven't seen it."

Wen Yuanshu couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It seems the other party was more cautious than she had imagined.

“Since the Marquis left the letter, he must have his reasons. We don’t need to rush,” Wen Yuanshu said.

Although leaving a secret letter is a fatal weakness, Pei Zeyu also left a secret letter in his previous life, and in the end, he was still fine.

It is clear that Pei Zeyu had his own way of escaping.

However, this secret letter is not enough to prove anything at the moment, so it seems that this matter cannot be rushed.

Lu Chengyuan's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Hmm, you do have some brains."

Wen Yuanshu glanced at him: "I've already told you the news, aren't you leaving?"

Lu Chengyuan scoffed.

They use it and then throw it away.

He didn't leave immediately, but glanced at Bai Tong, a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Can this person be trusted?"

Bai Tong's heart immediately jumped into his throat.

It seemed that if Wen Yuanshu shook her head, Lu Chengyuan would kill her.

"Of course I can trust you."

Lu Chengyuan's gaze then shifted away from her.

Bai Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Chengyuan reached into his robes, took out an exquisite brocade box, and casually placed it on the table: "His Majesty bestowed a bracelet upon you, here it is."

Wen Yuanshu didn't take it: "Why are you giving this to me instead of taking it back to your wife?"

Lu Chengyuan glanced at her and said, "Where did I get a wife?"

Wen Yuanshu suddenly opened her eyes wide, as if she had seen a ghost: "How old are you, and you're still not married?"

She had no interest in finding out what was going on outside, so she naturally didn't know anything about Lu Chengyuan's situation. She just guessed that Lu Chengyuan was old enough to have a family by now.

The result is nothing?

Lu Chengyuan gritted his teeth, his fists cracking: "What, you think I'm too old?"

Wen Yuanshu looked him up and down.

Lu Chengyuan is three years older than her, twenty-three this year, far from being an old lady: "If we delay any longer, it's hard to say what will happen."

Beside him, Bai Tong's gaze gradually became thoughtful.

Lu Chengyuan sneered and threw the brocade box containing the bracelet into Wen Yuanshu's arms.

Seeing her frantically trying to catch it, a smile flashed in Lu Chengyuan's eyes: "This is a gift from His Majesty. You must take good care of it. Don't lose it or break it. Keep it safe."

Wen Yuanshu finally managed to hold the box steady and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Chengyuan had put the ferocious beast mask back on, revealing only a pair of black eyes filled with endless coldness, and the horizontal sword was once again slung at his waist.

In the blink of an eye, he became that stern and intimidating embroidered-robed commander.

"gone."

Lu Chengyuan glanced at Wen Yuanshu one last time, then walked to the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wen Yuanshu glanced at the brocade box and helplessly handed it to Chunhua: "Keep it safe."