In the Northern Song Dynasty, he started by marrying the eighth daughter of the Su family.

When Su Zhen woke up in the morning, still feeling a little unwell, she personally took Han Zhi to class.

Just as he was about to get into the carriage and leave, carrying his book box, Su Zhen suddenly called out to him, "My lord! Have you forgotten something?"

Han Zhi stopped what he was doing, came to his senses, and looked puzzled: "Forgot something?"

He started rummaging around, even touching the book box on his back, but couldn't figure out what he'd forgotten. Just then, Su Zhen pulled him close, stood on tiptoe, and stamped his lips with her own.

But after the kiss, he wouldn't let her leave; he was still being held back like this. Su Zhen then reached out and stuffed something into his arms, then said, "Come back early today; I'm still waiting for you at the door, my lord."

"What if I don't go home? What if I go to Pingluan Tower to find a beautiful woman?"

This time, Su Zhen wasn't jealous. She simply said, "Then I will wait and wait, and if you don't return, I will keep waiting. I will carry a lantern even when it gets dark, until you come back, my lord."

"Why won't you come back?"

"Wait! Wait a lifetime!"

"Will you never come back in this lifetime?"

"Then I'll wait in the next life too."

Han Zhi smiled, kissed her for a while, and said, "I'm going home at the usual time today. Eighth Aunt is waiting for me at home. I'll bring her some roast chicken!"

"Alright, but come back early too, I'll miss you, my lord." Su Zhen nodded.

"Oh dear? When did Eighth Sister start saying such things? Has she been replaced by another woman?"

"Bah! My lord, you always say such things!"

Su Zhen patted Han Zhi's hand, her feigned anger quite adorable. Han Zhi gave her a final kiss, then quickly got into the carriage, leaving her alone at the door, watching the carriage depart with a touch of reluctance.

After Han Zhi left, Xiao Hei, who had been sitting at Su Zhen's feet, suddenly barked. She then came to her senses, lowered her head, and said with a smile, "At such a young age, instead of studying, you're just looking at things you shouldn't be seeing."

Little Black: "Waaah..."

With that, Su Zhen, supported by Yue Ping, entered the mansion.

Back in her room, sitting on her favorite couch, Qian Su entered with her maids. She first instructed the maids to place the foot basins they were carrying at Su Zhen's feet, then placed the account book and pen she was carrying in front of Su Zhen.

Checking the previous day's accounts every morning is fine; after all, it's the mistress's daily routine. But what's with this basin of soup? The color looks a bit strange, and there are some odd things floating in it.

"Qian Su, what is this?"

Qian Su replied with a smile, "Madam Fu, this is a medicinal bath. It's a secret recipe from my household. It uses some qi-tonifying herbs, which are boiled in water for a while to nourish the body."

Su Zhen looked at the medicinal soup, her small feet unconsciously pulling back, and then asked, "But... shouldn't this be for the master? Why are you giving it to me?"

Qian Su laughed even harder and said, "My lady, you've misunderstood. This medicinal soup is for you."

Su Zhen paused for a moment, then pointed her slender, pale finger at herself, saying incredulously:

"I used it?!"

“Yes, Madam Fu,” Qian Su said. “You are still young and we know that you want to have a child. However, you also need to take care of the household affairs.”

“I was afraid that you would overwork yourself and anger your husband, so I found this medicinal soup to nourish your vital energy.”

Upon hearing this, Su Zhen no longer refused. Immediately, two maids came forward to help her remove her shoes and socks and roll up her trouser legs. Only then did she try to put her small feet in—although it was a bit hot, it was not unbearable.

Seeing that everything was finished, Qian Su lit the charcoal brazier in the room and said, "Madam, let this medicinal soup steep until the water cools down. Just call out and someone will come to clean it up for you."

"I understand. You may all go and attend to your own business." Su Zhen nodded and dismissed them.

"Yes, ma'am."

After Qian Su and the others left, Su Zhen opened the ledger and began to record the accounts. After checking the accounts from the previous two days, she began to record yesterday's expenses.

The servants in different places would keep a tally of their accounts, and they would tally up each expense. Finally, the next morning, they would hand over their account books to Su Zhen for tallying.

Although there weren't many people in the household, there were a lot of accounts. The flowers, plants, and garden in the house, the firewood and food, and even the winter clothes for the servants all had to be reported, which meant Su Zhen had quite a lot to do every day.

Just as she finished closing the last ledger, she heard Xiao Hei barking outside, and the medicine at her feet had gone cold. She was about to speak when Yueping walked in and said:

"My lady, the two ladies have arrived."

As they spoke, Bao Wan and Bao Fu poked their heads out from outside the door. Seeing Su Zhen's adorably bewildered expression, the two women came up and said with smiles, "Madam Su, it's been a while. How have you been?"

"Thank you for your concern, ladies. I am well."

The maidservant came forward, knelt down at Su Zhen's feet, wiped her feet, and helped her put on her shoes and socks. Once only the three of them were left in the room, Bao Fu jokingly said with a smile:

"Being a mistress is certainly not ordinary; even washing her feet and changing her shoes are done by others. Such a precious body is actually taken advantage of by these servants."

Bao Wan gently tapped Bao Fu and said, "It's been a few days since I last saw you, and you're already making Su Niangzi laugh again. You really are a chatterbox. I'll just say this to the master and ask him to find a family for you to marry into!"

“I won’t get married. If anyone’s going to get married, it should be the older sister first! How can a younger sister get married before her older sister?” Bao Fu retorted with a smile.

Su Zhen quickly pulled Bao Wan and Bao Fu back, afraid that the two sisters would suddenly start fighting.

"Alright, alright, ladies of Bao, now that you're here, please sit down. Why are you arguing again?" Su Zhen advised. "I don't like noise. If I were to tell my husband, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about our relationship with Master Bao."

Bao Wan and Bao Fu were pulled to sit down by her, and then they both laughed: "Last time we met, when Madam Su made things difficult for Young Master Han, she didn't seem afraid of making him angry. Why is it that today, just because we two said a few extra words, she's going to complain?"

“Good sister, don’t say that. I’ve only ever read those stories of people getting angry for a woman in books. Now that Lady Su has such an opportunity, how can we not read them?” Bao Fu said with a smile.

Su Zhen pinched each of them lightly and scolded them, "Don't say anything more, or I'll really tell my husband."

“Indeed, indeed, Han Langjun dotes on Su Niangzi so much, we won’t say anything more,” Bao Wan said. “Just now we saw Su Niangzi soaking in herbal soup, is she feeling unwell?”

Su Zhen shook his head and said, "It was prepared by the servants at home. They said they wanted a baby but were worried that I would get tired, so they found some medicinal soup for me."

Bao Fu lay on the table, laughing carefree:

"So it seems that it's all for the sake of having a baby."

Bao Wan smiled and said, "I wonder if Madam Su is free today?"

"You have half a day free. What brings you here?"