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

When Xiao Hong returned to the camp with a slightly swollen face, Gan Cai'er was shocked.

"Xiao Hong, what happened to your face?" Gan Cai'er gently stroked Xiao Hong's face.

Back at the Lanting boat camp, Xiao Hong hadn't thought much of it; it was just a slap. But now, when Gan Cai'er asked her about it, the grievances welled up instantly, and tears welled up in her eyes. She hugged Gan Cai'er tightly and burst into tears.

"Miss, I've been beaten!"

Gan Cai'er was both shocked and furious. Her eyes widened immediately, and she said coldly, "Who! Who hit me?!"

"It's Princess Pingyao..."

Then, while sobbing, Xiao Hong recounted everything that had happened in the Lanting boat camp.

Finally, Xiao Hong added, "Miss, you must be careful. This princess has clearly taken a liking to the young master. I heard from him that she was the one who caused his fall from his horse!"

Cheng Yanran, it's her again! She really did set her sights on Lan Tingzhou. Gan Cai'er clenched her fists tightly, her teeth grinding together.

"Xiao Hong, don't worry, I'll get my revenge for you sooner or later." Gan Cai'er's face tightened.

"It doesn't hurt too much, Miss. Don't worry about it," Xiao Hong said, wiping away her tears.

“She is a princess of a country. It’s not worth it to go up against her for a slap from a servant.”

"Heh, Xiao Hong, it's her who won't let us off the hook. Between her and me, it's not just about a slap." Gan Cai'er said in a deep voice, her face unusually cold and stern.

Seeing this, Xiao Hong's heart skipped a beat, and she momentarily forgot her grievances. She took Gan Cai'er's hand and said, "Miss, did she bully you in your past life?"

"It's more than just bullying."

So, Gan Cai'er gritted her teeth and recounted how she lost her first child.

Hearing that Gan Cai'er was punished by kneeling in the icy pond all night, which ultimately led to a miscarriage and a three-month illness, Xiao Hong's eyes turned red.

When has this young lady, whom she has cherished and pampered since childhood, ever been humiliated like this?!

A surge of anger rushed to Xiao Hong's head, and she abruptly stood up, saying, "Miss, I'm going to kill her now! Even if it costs me my life, I'll kill her!!"

"No, not now." Gan Cai'er grabbed Xiao Hong and pressed her down.

"Even if you storm into her tent, you can't kill her. She has many guards. The Regent is backing Cheng Yanran, so no one can touch her now."

"Did she die in her past life?" Xiao Hong asked resentfully.

“Dead,” Gan Cai’er replied.

"She died when the regent fell from power."

"When will the regent die?"

"The thirteenth year of Jinghe."

"Huh?! That's still many years away." Xiao Hong looked unwilling.

Yes, there are still many years to go. Gan Cai'er also felt unwilling. But as long as the Regent is there, it would be nothing short of a pipe dream to touch Princess Pingyao. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Gongsun Yi is Cheng Yanran's maternal uncle. No legitimate princess of the Great Yong Dynasty has the same glory as her.

"Miss, how did she die?" Xiao Hong asked.

Gan Cai'er thought about it seriously for a while, and then shook her head and said, "It seems there is no reason. Her death was quite sudden."

"When the regent was in power, she did a lot of things to bully others, so perhaps she was settled with by some enemy."

"Miss, the young master said the bone broth is delicious," Xiao Hong suddenly blurted out, seemingly unrelated.

Gan Cai'er was taken aback and looked at her, puzzled.

"When the young master heard that the bone broth was specially made by the young lady, he drank it with great relish."

Gan Cai'er finally understood what Xiao Hong wanted to say. She glanced at Xiao Hong but ignored her.

"Moyan also said that the doctor advised that you should drink more bone broth if you have a fracture," Xiaohong continued.

"If that's the case, then have someone make more bone broth and send it over."

“Miss, would you like to come with me next time? You have no idea, when I first entered the tent, the young master kept looking out the door.”

“Maybe he’s waiting for someone else?” Gan Cai’er said coolly.

"Miss, don't you feel guilty saying that?"

Why should I have a guilty conscience?

Gan Cai'er gave a soft hum, picked up the storybook, and lay back on the bed to read it.

The next day, despite being dragged along by Xiao Hong, Gan Cai'er went with her to Lan Tingzhou's camp. Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his face beaming with joy.

The following days passed peacefully and slowly. Aside from the dispute between the Ding and Zhao families, the summer hunt was generally successful, with all participants reaping a bountiful harvest. Those who didn't hunt but simply enjoyed themselves also had a wonderful time.

Especially Yao Ji. Almost every day at dawn, she would sit on the high platform, watching the lively scene on the grassland all day long, as if she loved the atmosphere of the hunt.

In truth, her gaze had been fixed on a small figure the entire time. She would laugh happily when he shot his prey, and she would laugh when he missed. Seeing the child's free-spirited figure brought her immense satisfaction.

Ten days later, the summer hunt came to a successful conclusion.

Just as the main force was setting off to return to the capital, a fast horse suddenly burst into the camp and headed straight for the imperial camp without any prior notice. No one dared to stop this horse, for it was adorned with red pheasant feathers that signified "urgent secret reports."

Amidst everyone's astonishment and speculation, news came from the imperial tent that Consort Zhu had suffered a difficult childbirth, resulting in the deaths of both herself and her unborn child.