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

Su Zhen rode in the Bao family's carriage and followed them to a temple. Before he could even look at the temple's name on the gate, Bao Wan and Bao Fu each pulled him inside.

The temple was crowded, and she was led there to the main hall. Then, several sticks of sandalwood incense were stuffed into her hand, and the Bao sisters led her to bow before the Buddha statue in the hall.

After the prayers were finished, Bao Wan pulled Su Zhen and walked directly past the large incense burner in the square into the main hall. Then, a monk came forward and bowed slightly to the three ladies.

"Bao Niangzi".

It seems that Bao Wan and Bao Fu are frequent visitors to this temple, and that some monks even recognize them.

"Master, we've brought a friend here today to have their dream interpreted."

The monk understood, so he returned to the Buddha statue, bowed devoutly, and then took out a divination stick container. He then turned back to Su Zhen and handed the container to her.

Bao Wan then led Su Zhen to the cushion, where the latter knelt on the prayer mat, held the bamboo stick container in both hands, and bowed three times. With a tremor of her hands, a bamboo stick fell out.

Su Zhen picked it up and took a look—

To see the moon reflected in water, one must look up; otherwise, it appears empty.

She frowned slightly, her expression somewhat enigmatic, finding it difficult to even guess. Finally, Bao Wan and Bao Fu helped Su Zhen to her feet. The former returned the bamboo tube to the monk and then asked:

"Master, what is the meaning of this fortune stick my friend drew?"

The monk said, "If this is a dream interpretation divination slip, it looks like it has eight characters, but in reality it only means one word: 'reversal'."

"What you see in your dream is always the opposite of what you've seen. If you are worried, you may seek out my esteemed teacher, who may offer some insight."

Su Zhen seemed a little dazed at this moment. Bao Fu gently tugged at her and asked, "How are you, Madam Su? Do you still want to go see that master?"

After thinking it over, Su Zhen suddenly smiled, shook his head and said, "I think I understand now, so there's no need to go looking for that master."

Seeing her smile, Bao Wan and Bao Fu felt much more relaxed and led her outside. Bao Fu said, "Madam Su is truly gifted. Even these obscure and difficult fortune sticks are deciphered by Madam Su on her own."

Bao Wan gently tapped her and said, "Madam Su just seemed to have regained her spirits, why are you being so gossipy again? If you make Madam Su cry, I'll have to teach you a lesson on behalf of Master Han."

"Oh dear sister, I was just trying to amuse Lady Su. Please forgive me this time, I won't gossip today," Bao Fu pleaded repeatedly.

Bao Wan suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, right! I just remembered something—"

"I heard that after a dream, Master Han composed a long poem, which is now hanging in Pingluan Tower. And Lady Su had a bad dream, and after waking up, she also composed poems all over the place."

Bao Fu then spoke up, saying, "Lady Su and Master Han are a perfect match, both of them are very talented."

"Alright, alright, it's just affectation, why take it seriously?" Su Zhen said at this moment. "If you two sisters say anything more, I will get angry and tell my husband, and he will not let you off easily."

“Oh dear, is Lady Su going to complain? How can we be sisters if that’s the case?” Bao Fu laughed.

"If Madam Bao doesn't teach you a lesson, I will!" Su Zhen reached out and touched her waist.

"No, no, my dear wife, I was wrong..."

......

When Han Zhi returned home, he was carefully protecting a square object in his hand, as well as the steamed buns he had brought for Su Zhen.

"Official?"

Su Zhen stood at the doorway, holding an umbrella, while Xiao Hei sat obediently to the side.

"Banniang."

Han Zhi was pleased to see the smile on Su Zhen's face and wanted to give her a big hug. But Su Zhen simply stretched out her hand, gently opening it out.

Immediately, a glance swept over, indicating: "Take it out."

Han Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then immediately understood. He then placed what he was holding into Su Zhen's hands—

That square object was made entirely of wood, and its six sides were divided into nine sections, each section being a block of wood, with each side being a different color.

Su Zhen withdrew his hand, examined it for a moment, but couldn't discern anything special. He then asked, "What is this...?"

But before he could finish asking the question, Han Zhi interrupted and said, "It's for Ba Niang."

Su Zhen paused, looking at Han Zhi with some surprise, and said, "Are you trying to fool me, my lord?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Han Zhi shook his head.

Ma Ping quickly came to Su Zhen's side and bowed, saying, "My lady, please calm down. Actually, this was Ah Lang's plan. He said it was to change your mood and prevent you from being troubled all the time."

Su Zhen frowned slightly and looked at Han Zhi again: "My lord... what does this mean?"

“I was worried that if Ba Niang kept grieving like that for too long, it wouldn’t be good for her health. So I thought I’d let Ba Niang change her mood, or maybe get angry for a bit.” Han Zhi said, not forgetting to stuff the buns into his sleeves to keep them warm.

Su Zhen was amused by him. He was no longer angry, but now he wanted to laugh even more: "But getting angry is bad for your health. Why don't you think of a different approach, my lord?"

"My anger will subside soon. At most, I'll just coax Eighth Sister." Han Zhi said, taking out another bun from his sleeve. "This bun is huge, full of meat. It'll get cold if Eighth Sister doesn't eat it."

Su Zhen shoved the Rubik's Cube back into Han Zhi's hand, saying, "All you do is play dirty tricks."

Han Zhi's hand was taken by hers, and they walked towards the mansion. However, Han Zhi did not see the two ladies from the Bao family, so he asked:

"Didn't the two ladies come today?"

Su Zhen said, "You've come. You even took me to the temple to burn incense and draw lots to interpret last night's dream."

Han Zhi was immediately delighted and asked, "What was the result of the divination by Eighth Sister?"

"Dreams are always the opposite of reality." Su Zhen smiled slightly, then looked at the steamed bun Han Zhi was holding and said:

"My lord! I want to eat..."

"Want some steamed buns?" Han Zhi asked with a smile, unwrapping the lotus leaf that held the buns and bringing them to Su Zhen's lips.

But just as Su Zhen was about to take a bite, Han Zhi pulled it back, watched him take a bite himself, and then held it out to Su Zhen again.

Before she could react, she saw that the top layer of the bun had been bitten off, revealing the large meat filling inside—Han Zhi had eaten the bun skin so that she could eat the meat.

Su Zhen glanced at him, then lowered her head and took a bite. Her small mouth couldn't actually take much, but that small bite was enough to support half of her face, making her look rather cute.

"Eighth Sister? Good Eighth Sister? My precious Eighth Sister?" Han Zhi leaned closer and asked softly.

"Yes, I am here." Su Zhen's eyes were very clear, without any trace of sadness.

"Are the big meat buns delicious?"

"Delicious, everything my husband gives me is delicious." Su Zhen's eyes crinkled into a smile.

"Wang! Wang!"

Little Black barked twice, drawing the attention of both of them. Seeing that its masters were looking over, it obediently sat down, seemingly with a hidden meaning.

Su Zhen glanced at Xiao Hei, then at the large meat bun in Han Zhi's hand, and smiled:

"Little Blackie can't eat this; it was given to me by my master!"

As she spoke, she lowered her head again and took a bite of the meat bun. Seeing this, Xiao Hei had no choice but to stand up and walk away, whimpering.

"Little black!"

Han Zhi called out again, and Xiao Hei immediately turned around. Then, right in front of it, Han Zhi suddenly turned and kissed Su Zhen's lips before looking back at it.

"Oh dear, my lord!" Su Zhen gently patted him. "Little Black is still watching. What a shameless little devil."

Xiao Hei blinked, first turning its head halfway back, seemingly deep in thought. Finally, it turned completely back and walked away alone…