After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

In any case, for him, getting married was just to comfort his mother.

Xie Shuheng could smell a faint scent of alcohol on his body, as if he had been wiped clean.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyun casually take a cotton handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he instinctively turned his face away, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, mainly because he wasn't used to someone being so close to him.

She hadn't tied her clothes up properly earlier, and now that Xie Shuheng had woken up and was getting up, her neckline was wide open, revealing glimpses of her firm muscles and lines.

Jiang Zhiyun's expression shifted slightly as she realized that although she was reborn, Xie Shuheng was still a twenty-year-old unmarried man.

So she stepped back and handed him the prepared herbs: "You do it yourself? Just apply it to the wound."

He took it, stood up shakily, his abdomen was also injured, he could have held it steady, but his hand shook and it became a mess.

Jiang Zhiyun had originally turned her back to avoid it, but now that she saw the herbs had been scattered, Xie Shuheng quickly grabbed his open clothes.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhiyun didn't even look at him, but was heartbroken over the herbs: "My mother-in-law spent a long time picking these, and I tinkered with them for quite a while. It's such a waste to waste them."

"I'll put it on for you, don't be stubborn."

"Let me do it."

Jiang Zhiyun's face showed helplessness.

Seeing that she didn't care at all about her disheveled clothes, Xie Shuheng didn't feel uncomfortable either.

Originally, he thought that since she was a woman, it would be better for her to marry him, but now that she is completely innocent, it is not a good idea.

But seeing her slightly furrowed brows and a hint of displeasure on her beautiful face, he felt inexplicably guilty.

Now that Jiang Zhiyun was applying the medicine to him, he was much more obedient.

While waiting for the medicine to be applied, Zhang was already waiting at the door, looking at the couple's interaction with a surprised expression.

Shuheng is not close to anyone, and as his mother, she has never helped him treat his wounds.

Now, Yunniang is able to handle her stubborn son, and even when the two of them are together, both of them have very distinct personalities.

When Zhang was looking for a wife for her son, she hoped that she would be beautiful so that their offspring would also be good-looking.

Now that the two of them are together, it's quite a sight to behold.

Zhang brought in two bowls of lean meat porridge: "Have some to fill your stomach first, Shuheng, Yunniang's cooking is excellent."

Xie Shuheng wasn't picky about food and planned to just eat a bite to keep himself alive, but the porridge tasted good, so he ate a few more bites.

Seeing that her son also liked Yunniang's cooking, Zhang was also happy. As long as he could eat, his illness would eventually get better.

"With Yunniang around, we'll be able to eat better porridge and dishes in the future, instead of always eating the half-cooked food I make."

Jiang Zhiyun paused for a moment: "Have you been drinking porridge every day since you were exiled?"

"Of course not. Drinking porridge was considered a good life. On the way to exile, we often went hungry. We had to dig up tree bark and eat grass roots to get by. So Yang-ge'er was so young, and he suffered a lot with us."

At this point, recalling painful memories, tears welled up again.

Jiang Zhiyun sighed, saying that this was what happened when her family fell on hard times. However, with her there, at least they wouldn't have to worry about food.

No wonder the rice jar at home was so clean, even the mice didn't want to go near it. Wait a minute, how come they had money for the dowry, and marrying her also cost a lot of money?

I don't understand. I plan to ask my mother-in-law properly tomorrow how she manages the household.

After speaking, Zhang noticed the window was open and her son was coughing. She wanted to ask Yunniang to close the window, but she hesitated.

She simply stood there anxiously. Looking at her like this, Jiang Zhiyun knew this person was excessively weak.