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

Gan Cai'er returned to the carriage in a huff. After waiting for a long time, Lan Tingzhou still hadn't come up, so she couldn't help but feel strange and was about to get out of the carriage to check.

Xiao Hong pulled her aside and said, "Just now, I saw a waiter from Zhaixing Tower come out to find the young master. After they exchanged a few words, the young master followed him back into Zhaixing Tower."

"What did he go to the Star-Picking Tower for again?" Gan Cai'er asked.

"It seems that the son-in-law passed the test on the fourth floor and should receive a reward according to the rules, so he was told to go back and collect it before leaving."

Meng Yu was in the Star-Picking Tower, which made Gan Cai'er uneasy. She felt that something was wrong.

"Xiao Hong, send Mo Yan upstairs to find him. We don't need those reward coins. Also, call Xiao Dou Ding out while you're at it. We'd better go home as soon as possible."

"It is not a good place to stay for long in a place of trouble."

"How did you come to see the Star-Picking Tower as a 'place of trouble'?"

No sooner had Gan Cai'er finished speaking than a lazy, teasing voice rang out from outside the carriage.

Gan Cai'er's heart skipped a beat, and she pushed open the car door. Then, she saw Meng Yu standing in front of the car, and Mo Yan lying silently on the carriage shaft.

Meng Yu raised his hand and beckoned behind him, and Feng Zhao flashed out from behind him.

"You lackey, don't try to knock me out again! I know everything about my young lady and Young Master Meng!" Xiao Hong glared at Feng Zhao, her eyes wide.

Feng Zhaogang's hand, which was about to grip the hidden weapon, stopped abruptly.

"Tsk, what a nuisance." Meng Yu clicked his tongue impatiently and waved his hand, saying, "Feng Zhao, get your wife away quickly."

"What?!" Xiao Hong suddenly exclaimed.

She pointed at Feng Zhao, her face full of disbelief.

"Miss, you...you actually want me to marry him?!"

"Pah! This person is ugly, unattractive, and short!"

"Hey, who are you calling ugly?!" Feng Zhao jumped up in anger. "You think I want to marry you?! You've probably forced me into this!"

Gan Cai'er remained silent, watching the two arguing with a complicated expression.

In her past life, Xiao Hong did indeed marry Feng Zhao, and Feng Zhao treated her quite well. Xiao Hong was far happier than she was. This is why Gan Cai'er didn't interfere much when Feng Zhao carried Xiao Hong around the past few times.

Listening to the two of them arguing, Meng Yu frowned, his impatience growing stronger: "Feng Zhao, if you don't make a move, I will."

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhao didn't say a word. In a flash, he kidnapped Xiao Hong and disappeared on the spot.

"You lackey, I'll beat you to death!"

From afar, Xiao Hong's angry voice could be heard.

Meng Yu shook his robes, bent down, and entered the carriage.

"Feng Zhao knows everything too?" Gan Cai'er asked.

“I don’t know everything. I only told him that I had a dream in which I learned some divination skills,” Meng Yu replied.

“If you keep showing up like this, Lan Tingzhou will find out,” Gan Cai’er said coldly.

"Heh, what makes you think Lan Tingzhou didn't notice?" Meng Yu scoffed disdainfully.

"What do you mean?!" Gan Cai'er exclaimed in surprise.

What does it mean that "Lan Tingzhou didn't find it"? Could it be that he already knows something? Gan Cai'er's heart suddenly started pounding wildly, and she felt a sudden, inexplicable panic.

Judging from Gan Cai'er's panicked expression, she probably didn't know that Lan Tingzhou had gone to her house in Dongcheng to look for her.

Since Lan Tingzhou didn't say anything, Meng Yu didn't need to say anything more either.

"What are you so nervous about?" Meng Yu glanced at her, his gaze dark.

"What do you mean 'I'm in a hurry'?! Don't you know I'm a married woman now? Do you have to kill me again before you're satisfied?!" Gan Cai'er was both shocked and furious.

"If you had divorced him sooner, wouldn't everything have been fine?" Meng Yu lowered his eyes and said calmly.

"So, you orchestrated everything that happened today?"

"It was just a coincidence. Since this opportunity came up, I naturally wanted to play matchmaker and help them get married soon," Meng Yusong replied lazily.

Gan Cai'er remained silent.

Meng Yu was right; Lan Tingzhou and Shen Yunxi were destined to be together sooner or later, and sooner was better than later. However, she found herself deeply resistant to it.

“There’s still a month until the imperial examination. Aren’t you distracting him by doing this? Don’t forget, you have 350,000 taels of silver and you still need him to help you.”

"Don't worry, Lan Tingzhou will definitely win the top score, it's a sure thing, even more certain than in the previous life. Unless he misses the exam, and of course, he can't miss it."

"What do you mean by that?" Gan Cai'er looked at him suspiciously.

Meng Yu glanced at her, thought for a moment, and, to put her mind at ease, patiently explained, "You should know Du Ke's identity, right?"

Gan Cai'er nodded.

"Therefore, as long as he passes the spring examination and enters the palace examination, he will definitely be the top scholar. His reputation in this life is more than ten times better than in his previous life. He deserves to be the top scholar. Even if His Majesty is a little biased, no one will question it."

"What if he doesn't pass the imperial examination?"

"Heh, are you looking down on Lan Tingzhou, or are you just trying to argue with me on purpose?" Meng Yu laughed in exasperation.

"Better safe than sorry. In any case, we can't let him be with Shen Yunxi before the imperial examinations," Gan Cai'er said firmly.

Meng Yu stared at her quietly for a while, then slowly moved closer. Gan Cai'er tried to back away, but his fingers still clamped down on her chin.

"Nannan, are you worried about Lan Tingzhou's exam, or are you simply unwilling to divorce him? Hmm?"

Meng Yu gripped her chin so tightly that it hurt, and tears welled up in her eyes, preventing her from speaking.

“Actually, you don’t have to get a divorce.” Meng Yu suddenly raised his lips, a cold, angry smile playing on his lips.

“Even if you become a widow, I can still marry you.”

With a loud "smack!", Gan Cai'er slapped Meng Yu hard across the face. The force of the slap sent Meng Yu's face snapping to the side.

"Meng Yu, how dare you?!" Gan Cai'er was furious.

Meng Yu touched the half of his face that had been slapped with the tip of his tongue, then turned his head and looked at Gan Cai'er with a smile, his eyes full of bloodlust.

"You'll see if I dare!"

Gan Cai'er froze, stunned by the cold, murderous aura in his eyes. Then, she watched helplessly as Meng Yu approached her again, bit by bit.

He leaned close to her ear and asked in a very soft voice.

"My dear, where is my sachet with mandarin ducks?"

Meng Yu's voice was gentle and tender, yet it carried a chilling undertone, causing Gan Cai'er to shiver involuntarily.

"It's already ready," Gan Cai'er said through gritted teeth.

"Alright, I'll come pick it up another day."

Gan Cai'er was in a panic; she absolutely couldn't let him come to her door!

She forgot her fear and hurriedly said, "No, I'll take it to you."

"Okay." Meng Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled, his peach blossom eyes sparkling.

"Deliver it to that house in the East City tomorrow afternoon."

"If you don't come, I'll go get it myself."