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

The next day, Gan Cai'er and Meng Yu arranged to meet at Biyun Pavilion.

Biyunxuan is a long-established teahouse in Kyoto, located in the southern suburbs. It caters only to VIPs, and the teahouse offers excellent privacy.

Most importantly, this place is a secret agent set up by the Meng family in Kyoto, and it is a secret agent under Meng Yu's name.

In her past life, if Gan Cai'er needed to find Meng Yu, she would usually leave a message here. Here, whatever they discussed, it was safe for them to talk.

"What do you want to talk about by asking me out?" Meng Yu asked.

Having spent several time with Gan Cai'er, he wouldn't presume to think that she wanted to see him because she missed him.

"I'm not a very smart person, and I have a bad temper; I get angry easily." Gan Cai'er paused, then looked at Meng Yu with a sincere gaze, "But I ask myself, I've never done anything to wrong you, yet after your rebirth, you've kept bothering me time and time again..."

"I asked you out today because I wanted to have a proper talk with you."

"Meng Yu, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Gan Cai'er looked at Meng Yu with confusion; she truly didn't understand.

The two sat facing each other, with a small copper kettle on the coffee table brewing fruit tea. The aroma of fruit filled the air; it was Gan Cai'er's favorite tea.

Meng Yu raised his hand, poured a full glass, and handed it to her, saying slowly, "Didn't you ever think that the reason I approached you was simply because I'm attracted to you?"

Gan Cai'er fell silent upon hearing this. After a long while, she said, "I may not be smart, but I'm not brain-damaged. I'm not so foolish as to fall into the same trap twice or believe the same lie twice."

"Meng Yu, in your eyes, am I really that stupid? Is it fun to tease me?"

Meng Yu's expression darkened, and he said, "Nannan, what will it take for you to believe me?"

"Why should I believe it?" Gan Cai'er was truly baffled at this point.

"How many women did you have in your past life? Can you count them all?" Gan Cai'er asked, probing the soul of the matter.

Meng Yu glanced at her, then remained silent.

In his previous life, after his marriage, Meng's mother returned to the Duke's mansion from her post in the northern frontier and strictly disciplined him. His rebellious nature only intensified his defiance, and he did indeed act absurdly for a period. It was during that time that he met Gan Cai'er.

"Not to mention the many women you have in your brothel, not to mention the casual flings, you must have at least five or six wives and concubines who you've taken into your household, right?" Gan Cai'er said to herself.

Meng Yu opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Gan Cai'er counted on her fingers, "Not to mention anything else, in the Duke of Wei's mansion in the capital, you have one wife and two concubines. In the general's mansion in the northern frontier, you also have two concubines, plus two maids."

"As for mistresses like me, whom you keep outside the mansion, I don't know how many more there are."

"In your past life, you were never short of women, and in this life, you'll have even more if you want to. As the eldest son of the Duke's mansion, and the future Duke who will be a powerful figure in the region, are you the kind of person who would lack women?"

"But now you're telling me you love me? Isn't that ridiculous?!"

"In my past life, I believed your lies because I had no idea what you were really like. I didn't know that you had just said you loved me, and then turned around and started whispering sweet nothings in Cui Pingping's arms."

Gan Cai'er became increasingly angry as she spoke, her voice growing louder and louder, and it was clear that her anger was about to flare up again.

Meng Yu reached out and grasped her slightly trembling hand. His icy fingertips held her hand tightly.

"No, there are no other women."

"Yes, I used to have many wives and concubines, and I also indulged in debauchery outside. I have been with countless women and have accumulated a lot of romantic debts."

"I know I'm an idiot."

“But my dear, my woman, from beginning to end, only you. The only one I love is you, and no one else.”

Meng Yu looked at Gan Cai'er, his usual teasing expression gone, his gaze deep and heavy.

"I lived a comfortable life in my youth, which made me reckless and arrogant, ignorant of the immensity of the world, and even less aware of what true feelings were. It wasn't until I went to the battlefield and went back and forth among piles of dead bodies that I realized that the only thing that is truly precious in this world is that little bit of sincerity."

"Without the slightest calculation, it was all pure and sincere sincerity."

As Meng Yu spoke, Gan Cai'er seemed to smell the stench of past life's battles again in a daze. She looked down at her palms, fair and delicate. It was these very hands that had dug Meng Yu out of a pile of corpses, breaking all ten of his fingernails and leaving his palms bleeding profusely.

She still remembered countless refugees and stragglers telling her that the mountain of corpses had been piled up there for three days, and even if there were still some alive, they wouldn't survive. Everyone urged her to leave with the others as soon as possible, otherwise she might be taken away by the Ak tribe and enslaved.

She stubbornly refused to leave.

She wanted to see him alive or dead; even if Meng Yuzhen was dead, she would dig him out.

At that time, she was carrying Xing'er, who was less than a year old. Xing'er was crying loudly, hungry and scared, but she never stopped until she finally dug out Meng Yu.

She felt a faint breath coming from his nose, then sat down on the ground and burst into tears, hugging Xing'er tightly.

The stench emanating from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood prevented her from eating red meat for an entire year.

Recalling the past, Gan Cai'er's eyes involuntarily reddened. Those days in the northern frontier were truly harsh, but her heart was filled with sweetness. But who could have foreseen that this sweetness would turn into a deadly poison so quickly?

Gan Cai'er composed herself and looked calmly at Meng Yu: "But I've given you everything I could. What else do you want now?"

Meng Yu held her hand, playing with each of her fingers one by one, as if he would never tire of it.

He said calmly, "My heart belongs to you. My dear, I must take it back."

Gan Cai'er forcefully pulled her hand back and said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense! I don't owe you anything."

“You risked your life to save me twice, but I also saved you once. In addition, you used sweet words to deceive me, making me bear you a son and a daughter, and in the end, I suffered all kinds of torment from your wives and concubines and lost my life. So, if we calculate it this way, it can be considered that the two sides cancel each other out, and we are even.”

"We've been given a second chance at life, so wouldn't it be better if we each lived our own lives well?"

“Kyoto is full of beautiful and talented women, how could you not find one or two people you like? Why do you have to make things difficult for me?”

“I am just an ordinary country woman. Just as you said in your previous life, you were just curious because you had never seen anyone like me before.”

"When you first met me, you just thought I was silly, impulsive, naive, and easy to fool. You thought I was fun to tease and that I would keep you interested. Once you got tired of me, you would put me aside."

What Gan Cai'er said was all from her past life when she went to question Meng Yu after learning that he had many wives and concubines and had no intention of marrying her. He told her these things himself.

Meng Yu was both angry and guilty at the time, and in his haste, he said many hurtful things.

Now, when Meng Yu hears these words again, he only wishes he could slap his past self, who was hypocritical and outwardly strong but inwardly weak.

"My dear, I've done a lot of terrible things and said a lot of terrible things in the past. I know I was wrong, please give me another chance, okay?"

Gan Cai'er didn't answer him, but just looked at him quietly and asked, "Meng Yu, what do I need to do for you to let me go?"