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

After Gan Cai'er's outburst, Lan Tingzhou was constantly being pointed at and gossiped about wherever he went.

Fortunately, the lotus viewing banquet was nearing its end, and many people gradually left.

So Lan Tingzhou bid farewell to Du Zhong and Lu Yu, and left with Gan Cai'er.

When the group reached the side exit, Gan Cai'er saw that it was indeed as she had expected. With so many people leaving, the maids guarding the exit were too busy to attend to everyone, focusing only on the woman in the pink dress and having no time to talk to the others.

Gan Cai'er took a lotus flower and left the Du residence without incident.

Lan Tingzhou kept a cold face the whole way. Gan Cai'er knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't dare to speak. Like a quail, she shrank her head and silently followed behind him.

After the two boarded the carriage, Gan Cai'er consciously sat up close to the carriage wall, keeping a distance of eight zhang from Lan Tingzhou, for fear of provoking him again.

Seeing her lowered head and silent demeanor, Lan Tingzhou couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.

She was running around and bumping into people, acting like a monster for a while, but now she's acting like a wronged little wife.

Lan Tingzhou glanced at her indifferently.

Why did you change your clothes?

"Oh, this..."

Gan Cai'er, clutching her pale yellow gauze dress, recounted her experiences at the Du residence to Lan Tingzhou. She spoke in great detail, covering every single thing she could think of.

Du Zhong was the prefect of Danzhou Prefecture, and she was worried that today's incident might have some negative impact on Lan Tingzhou. She knew that in her previous life, she and Lan Tingzhou had never attended any lotus-viewing banquets.

After listening, Lan Tingzhou frowned slightly.

The sage said, "Cultivate oneself, regulate one's family, and govern the state." "If you can't even sweep one's own room, how can you sweep the world?" The family comes before the state; one can see the big picture from small details.

As the governor of a prefecture with twelve counties under his jurisdiction, how could Du Zhong tolerate such unrest and lack of discipline in his own home and backyard?

Although Danzhou is neither an important town nor a wealthy place, in recent years, under the governance of Du Zhong, it has been peaceful and harmonious, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

Eucommia ulmoides does not seem to be an incompetent person.

Lan Tingzhou frowned, feeling that there was something fishy about Du Zhong.

He secretly thought that while Lu Qingning was still here, he could have him keep a close eye on the Du family so that they wouldn't panic if the Du family really came looking for trouble.

Meeting Gan Cai'er's somewhat nervous gaze, he lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Don't worry, Lord Du is the prefect of a prefecture. He won't pursue such a trivial matter."

Upon hearing Lan Tingzhou's words, Gan Cai'er's anxiety vanished instantly.

If Lan Tingzhou says everything is alright, then everything must be alright.

Gan Cai'er believed Lan Tingzhou's words without a doubt. After all, Lan Tingzhou was someone who had become Emperor Jinghe's right-hand man before the age of thirty, and his abilities were beyond question.

However, Gan Cai'er was unaware that her swing of the bamboo stick had prematurely paved the way for Lan Tingzhou's rise to power.

As the two were talking, the carriage stopped.

“Young Master, we have arrived at ‘Guest Residence’,” Mo Yan said from outside the carriage.

"Huh, how did we get here?" Gan Cai'er asked in confusion.

"Didn't my wife say she wanted to buy me 'Ke Bi Lai' brand braised pork knuckle in chili oil?"

Lan Tingzhou looked at her indifferently.

"Uh, that was just something she made up on the spot." Gan Cai'er lowered her head sheepishly and picked at her fingers.

"Xiao Hong, go buy some pork knuckle," Lan Tingzhou instructed, knocking on the carriage door.

"Yes," Little Red replied crisply, then jumped off the carriage and went to buy pork knuckle.

evening.

Lan Tingzhou sat in the upper room of the Furui Inn, holding a small knife, patiently and meticulously carving the red-oil pork knuckle piece by piece. Then, he placed the carved meat into Gan Cai'er's bowl and plate.

"I can't eat any more."

Gan Cai'er held down Lan Tingzhou's hand and looked at him pleadingly.

"Every grain of rice and every bowl of porridge is hard-earned. We should not waste them. Madam, please continue."

Lan Tingzhou remained unmoved, continuing to slowly and elegantly cut the pork knuckle into small pieces, then picked up a piece of meat with his knife and fork and brought it to Gan Cai'er's lips.

"My husband, I was wrong, I was so wrong~~~"

Gan Cai'er was on the verge of tears. She vowed never to spread rumors again that Lan Tingzhou loved to eat braised pork knuckle!

She loosely grasped Lan Tingzhou's wrist, gently shaking it from side to side, pitifully admitting her mistake. It seemed like she was trying to please him, or perhaps she was being coquettish.

Gan Cai'er had been away from Lantingzhou for so long that she had almost forgotten that if she really angered him, he would never be lenient in punishing her.

"Where did you go wrong?" Lan Tingzhou glanced at her indifferently.

"I shouldn't have made up lies in public, and I certainly shouldn't have ruined my husband's reputation."

Gan Cai'er's attitude in admitting her mistake was very sincere, and she was also very adept at it.

Lan Tingzhou sighed softly, somewhat helplessly.

He has known Gan Cai'er for nearly ten years, and he knows that she is quick, smooth, and decisive in admitting her mistakes, and she always admits her mistakes faster than she makes them.

She has a naturally sweet tongue and is good at lying to him and coaxing him.

Fine, I'll just have to keep a closer eye on her from now on and make sure she doesn't make any big mistakes.

"Really not eating anymore?" Lan Tingzhou asked gently.

'Kebiju's braised pork knuckle in red oil is famous far and wide. Although it is greasy, it is a rare delicacy.

Gan Cai'er nodded vigorously. No matter how delicious the food was, she couldn't resist stuffing two large bowls into her mouth.

To show that she really couldn't eat anymore, she patted her round, bulging belly. Her fair belly made a "thump, thump" sound as she patted it.

Lan Tingzhou's eyes darkened.

The next moment, a large, well-defined hand covered Gan Cai'er's abdomen, its cool fingertips touching her warm skin and gently kneading it.

The summer gauze skirt is very thin, and slender fingers can easily slip inside the blouse.

Gan Cai'er was startled, her whole body stiffened, her eyes widened slightly, and she stared at Lan Tingzhou in a daze.

"My dear, today is the fifteenth." Lan Tingzhou looked down at her, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

With that, he flicked his fingertips upwards, tearing open her bodice to reveal a large expanse of smooth, fair skin. In the flickering candlelight, it shone like white jade, radiating a soft and alluring glow.

With a "boom," Gan Cai'er's mind went blank, and she immediately panicked!

Between her past life and this life, across two lifetimes combined, Lan Tingzhou would only call her "Nannan" under one specific circumstance.

Before Gan Cai'er could object, Lan Tingzhou stretched out his long arms, picked her up horizontally, walked into the inner room, placed her on the bed, and with a wave of his hand, the bed curtains slowly fell.

......

In bed, Lan Tingzhou was quite different from his usual aloof and reserved self. He was gentle yet courageous, delicate yet strong, like the best lover in the world.

In her past life, Gan Cai'er was so immersed in it that she couldn't extricate herself, thus developing the illusion that she was the woman he loved most.

Much later, she realized that this was merely his duty as a husband, and had nothing to do with love.