After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

Meng Yu only looked away when Gan Cai'er's figure was out of sight. He tilted his head and said calmly, "Aren't you coming out yet? Haven't you seen enough?"

This place is some distance from the Yanbo Ferry. The surrounding area is no longer bustling streets or rows of houses, but only a small grove of trees and a narrow road.

As soon as Meng Yu finished speaking, a man and a horse emerged from the shadowy woods.

It was Feng Zhao who was leading his horse.

"Young master, it wasn't that I intentionally peeked. It's just... it was really inconvenient to come out just now," Feng Zhao explained awkwardly in a low voice.

Meng Yu glanced at him sideways but didn't say anything.

Feng Zhao took out a handkerchief from his pocket, handed it to Meng Yu, and then pointed to his nose: "Young master, wipe your nose."

He looked at Meng Yu with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Meng Yu took the handkerchief, smiled lazily, and said, "If you don't want your tongue anymore, you can keep spouting nonsense."

Feng Zhao's expression immediately turned serious. He cleared his throat and said, "A total of thirteen spies in Yingchun Pavilion have been arrested. Lord Xuanfeng sent me to ask you, young master, how these people should be dealt with?"

Meng Yu waved his hand impatiently and said, "Have Xuan Feng escort all the people back to the capital as quickly as possible and hand them over to the young master so he can interrogate them. Don't bother me with such troublesome things as cleaning up the mess; just ask my brother."

Feng Zhao continued, "Xuanqing also sent back a message saying that the person you were looking for has been found."

"Where is he?" Meng Yu paused, his nonchalant demeanor replaced by a serious expression.

Feng Zhao fell silent. He glanced at Meng Yu, his expression revealing a complex mix of emotions.

After a long pause, he finally mustered the courage to speak: "Young master, that person is on the 'Fuqing' ship."

"What do you mean by that?" Meng Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Zhao.

"Reporting to Young Master, after extensive searching and verification by the Xuan Ying Guard, only Lord Du's Eighth Son best matches the situation you described." Feng Zhao paused here.

"And he is currently on the 'Fuqing' ship, with the young lady from the Lan family."

Next, Feng Zhao reported to Meng Yu the information that the Xuan Ying Guard had found about the relationship between Aunt Zhao and Du Zhong, as well as the relationship between Gan Cai'er and Aunt Zhao.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yu suddenly smiled and said with great pleasure, "This time it can't be considered that I'm trying to cling to her."

"Feng Zhao, go buy the boat tickets. We'll board the ship first thing tomorrow morning."

The next day, when Gan Cai'er saw Meng Yu appear on the "Fuqing" ship with Feng Zhao and three Xuanying Guards, her eyes widened like copper bells, and a storm raged in her heart.

How dare this person?!

Zhu Xiaoxiao was also stunned. She grabbed Gan Cai'er and stammered, "No, no way, he actually got on this ship too?!"

Although Gan Cai'er hadn't told her about Meng Yu's rebirth, she had guessed it from the subtle clues in their interactions. If even she could sense something unusual between them, wouldn't Lan Tingzhou have noticed the problem immediately?

She was worried for Gan Cai'er.

Lan Tingzhou appeared to be a gentle and refined gentleman, seemingly easy to talk to and without much temper. Yet, from childhood to adulthood, no one in Qingshui Town dared to bully him, except for Gan Cai'er, of course.

It's unclear whether he's just too popular, so people don't bother him, or whether anyone who has offended him has been dealt with by him.

Zhu Xiaoxiao felt that the latter possibility was more likely.

If Lan Tingzhou knew that this man would steal her home in the future... Zhu Xiaoxiao felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about it.

While Gan Cai'er and Zhu Xiaoxiao were still in shock, Lan Tingzhi, who was next to them, waved his hands and greeted them loudly and happily.

"Young Master Meng, Brother Feng, what brings you two to this ship?"

Seeing this, Meng Yu smiled slightly and walked over.

"What a coincidence, Young Master Lan, you're here too?" Meng Yu raised an eyebrow, seemingly quite surprised.

Gan Cai'er silently clenched her fist.

"Yes, my brother is going to the capital to take the imperial examination, so we took this boat," Lantingzhi replied.

“Oh, I forgot about that. Young Master Lan is the reincarnation of the Wenchang Emperor, destined to win the imperial examination. I’ve placed a big bet on him.” Meng Yu smiled warmly.

"Young Master Meng, are you also going to the capital?"

“Yes, my young master has finished his business in Danzhou and is now returning home by boat,” Feng Zhao stepped forward and replied on Meng Yu’s behalf.

Then, he said to Lan Tingzhi, "Young Master Lan, we just boarded the ship today. I wonder if there is a place on the ship that sells food?"

Yes, I'll take you there.

Lan Tingzhi led Feng Zhao away.

Zhu Xiaoxiao glanced at Gan Cai'er's unpleasant expression and chose to leave silently.

"What are you going to do on the ship?" After everyone around had left, Gan Cai'er looked at Meng Yu with a wary expression.

"What am I supposed to do?" Meng Yu smiled, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Of course I'll take a boat back to the capital, back to the Duke of Wei's mansion."

"What, do you own the Miluo River or the 'Fuqing' ship? You're the only one who can ride it, but I'm not?"

Gan Cai'er was speechless for a long time before she finally spoke in a cold voice.

"Lan Tingzhou is also on the boat, so stay away from him."

"Ha, what a joke! Do I have to avoid him just because he's around?" Meng Yu's lips curled into a cold smile, his anger barely concealed.

"Once he arrives in Kyoto, will I be unable to even leave my residence?"

Gan Cai'er choked, realizing that what she had said might indeed be inappropriate, and paused for a moment: "That's not what I meant."

"Ha, that old scoundrel is the most treacherous and cunning. Do you think I want to see him?"

Meng Yu flicked his sleeves and his face darkened.

Insidious and treacherous? Is this person referring to Lan Tingzhou? Gan Cai'er raised her eyes and looked at Meng Yu with surprise and suspicion.

Seeing the disbelief and surprise in Gan Cai'er's eyes, Meng Yu suddenly raised an eyebrow and smiled, a rather wicked smile.

"He can't have children of his own, so he likes to steal other people's children."

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Meng Yu's words were extremely vulgar and wicked.

"Heh, I'm not making this up." Meng Yu laughed nonchalantly.

"He had no children, but in the end, Lantingzhi couldn't bear to see him like this and adopted a son for him, so that his family line would not be cut off."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of ruthlessness: "Also, that damned old bastard has been preventing me from seeing Fu'er!"

"He wouldn't let Fu'er acknowledge her ancestors and return to the family line. He insisted that she take the surname Lan and would rather raise her under Shen Yunxi's name than let her return to the Zhongyi Prince's Mansion as a princess!"

Upon hearing this, Gan Cai'er smiled and said coolly, "Have you raised Fu'er for even a day before wanting her to take the surname Meng?"

"Have you ever considered that giving Fu'er the surname Lan wasn't his idea, but mine?"

Meng Yu was taken aback.

"Without Lan Tingzhou and Shen Yunxi, Fu'er and I would have died long ago."

“Fu’er grew up in the Lan family, eating and wearing Lan family clothes. So what if she has the surname Lan? If I could, I would even make Xing’er have the surname Lan!”

Meng Yu fell completely silent.

Gan Cai'er looked at Meng Yu with a warning in her eyes.

"Lan Tingzhou was recently injured and hasn't been feeling well. Don't cause any trouble."

Gan Cai'er is gone.

Meng Yu's face was sullen and expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger.