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

The forest wasn't large, and there were few people in it, so Gan Cai'er easily found Ding Peilan. When she found Ding Peilan, the woman was hiding behind a huge rock, quietly sobbing.

Gan Cai'er, perched on a tree branch not far away, saw Ding Peilan with her head down and covering her mouth, appearing delicate and vulnerable. A man stood before her, his back view appearing tall and imposing.

"Pei Lang, how could you bear to treat me like this?" Ding Peilan's voice came from afar, very delicate and full of sorrow.

“Alan, my marriage to Cen’er was arranged by our elders long ago, and it cannot be canceled without a valid reason,” the man’s deep voice rang out.

Gan Cai'er's eyes widened instantly. This man was Pei Zhang? Zhao Cen's fiancé! She hadn't expected that after such a big incident last time, these two were still entangled.

"If you want to marry her, then what am I supposed to do? Do you know that my heart has long been with you?" Ding Peilan's voice was sorrowful yet gentle.

Gan Cai'er could easily imagine that Ding Peilan was looking at her lover with red eyes and on the verge of tears. Even the most hard-hearted person would have to soften a little.

Sure enough, Pei Zhang's voice softened a bit, and he said tenderly, "You are in my heart."

"After Cen'er and I get married, I will personally go to the Ding family to propose marriage. I will welcome you into the family with the respect due to a second wife. At that time, you and Cen'er can follow the example of Ehuang and Nüying, and it will be a beautiful story."

“But now Ah Cen hates me to the bone. She’s always been spoiled and pampered. How could she possibly get along with me peacefully…” As she spoke, Ding Peilan began to sob softly again.

"Don't cry. Don't worry, I'll talk to her. Cen'er is very soft-hearted. If you just talk to her a little, she'll treat you well."

Ding Peilan's crying broke Pei Zhang's heart, so he pulled her into his arms and gently comforted her.

"Pei Lang, can't you marry me first? Right now, all the noble families in the capital are laughing at me..."

Pei Zhang stiffened for a moment, then continued to coax, "The Pei and Zhao families have already exchanged betrothal gifts, so I can't make the decision on this matter. You should just be patient for now."

Afterwards, Ding Peilan cried for a long time, repeatedly asking Pei Zhang to marry her first. Although Pei Zhang held her and kept coaxing her, he never agreed to marry her first.

Seeing that Pei Zhang wouldn't budge, Ding Peilan didn't press him further. Finally, the two spent some more time being affectionate and intimate before parting ways.

Pei Zhang left first, and Ding Peilan carefully tidied her clothes before leaning against a rock and resting with her eyes closed for a while.

"Miss, is Young Master Pei still not coming to propose marriage?" Ding Peilan's personal maid, Chunxing, appeared out of nowhere and asked, a hint of anxiety on her face.

You see, she was Ding Peilan's designated dowry maid, and it was agreed that she would be taken as a concubine by the groom. Ding Peilan's good marriage was crucial to her own well-being. But now that Ding Peilan's reputation was ruined, clinging tightly to Pei Zhang was her best option.

"How can the marriage between the Pei and Zhao families be so easily called off?" Ding Peilan spoke slowly, her voice calm, without a trace of her previous weakness.

"Besides, the Zhao family is large and powerful. He only thinks about having multiple wives. How could he be willing to give up that little bitch Zhao Cen?" Ding Peilan said with a sneer.

"Miss, what should we do?" Chunxing looked at her with worry.

"Let's take it one step at a time. We can't put all our eggs in one basket." Ding Peilan put on her veil, straightened up, and walked outside.

"By the way, how's the matter I asked you to inquire about going?" Ding Peilan asked as she walked.

“Miss, I’ve found out everything. You’re right, Layman Fanjing did indeed come down the mountain this time. It’s said that Lady Xin Guogong went to Foguang Temple herself, threatening to hang herself and bang her head against the wall, which finally forced Layman Fanjing to come.” Chunxing dutifully reported from the side.

"I also heard that Layman Fanjing is not only coming down the mountain to show his face this time, but he is also going to participate in the hunting competition."

"Have you found the person I asked you to find?"

"found."

"That's good."

......

The figures of Ding Peilan and her servant gradually disappeared into the distance, and their conversation could no longer be heard.

So, should Ding Peilan really be after Zhuge Yunzhi? Gan Cai'er leaned on a tree branch, stroking her chin, lost in deep thought.

"Miss, everyone's gone, aren't we going downstairs yet?" Little Red nudged her from the side.

"Xiao Hong, what do you think she will do to get Layman Fanjing to willingly marry her?" Gan Cai'er asked.

"Ha, isn't that simple? Of course, you just have someone catch them in the act and force them into marriage. It works every time!" Xiao Hong snorted disdainfully.

Gan Cai'er nodded, agreeing that Ding Peilan was likely thinking the same thing. However, the men's and women's lodgings were separate and far apart. Zhuge Yunzhi would never come to the women's camp, and if Ding Peilan went to the men's camp, even if she caught them in bed together, it would only be considered that she had behaved improperly, and she would not be able to marry into the Duke of Xin's mansion.

So, how should she implement it?

After returning to the camp, Gan Cai'er went to find Lan Tingzhi and asked him to keep a close eye on Zhuge Yunzhi's every move.