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

She shook her head gently.

The night was quiet. Jiang Zhiyun hugged herself, looking at the flames. Her thoughts were unreadable, but she was indeed moved.

Xie Shuheng was also thinking that, as a husband, he seemed to have done nothing for his wife yet.

Then Jiang Zhiyun said, "Why don't we rest here for now? Mother saw that I came looking for you and haven't returned yet, she'll probably come looking for us."

"Okay." Xie Shuheng nodded slightly.

Because the night was a bit chilly, Jiang Zhiyun sat much closer to Xie Shuheng. He had intended to drape an outer robe over her shoulders, but looking at his own blood-stained clothes, he could only laugh self-deprecatingly.

Jiang Zhiyun was feeling sleepy, and as she sat, she leaned against him, her head nodding slightly, before finding a comfortable position by resting on his shoulder. Xie Shuheng stiffened slightly, not daring to move.

Jiang Zhiyun had only dozed off for a short while when her legs cramped up, waking her up. She rubbed her legs and looked at Xie Shuheng with clear eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

Then, remembering that the two were not familiar with each other, she added, "I am just a village woman, and my life is very different from yours. You can talk to me, since we have no connection anyway, so don't worry about me targeting you."

Hearing Jiang Zhiyun's words, he smiled and said, "Husband and wife are one. You are a village woman, and I am a village man. There is no difference between us."

Then, leaning against the big tree behind him for a moment, he said, "My father didn't have to die, but he was willing to die so that I could live."

"Now, my teacher is dead, and I am still clinging to life."

And all of this stemmed from Xie Shuheng.

From beginning to end, he had no choice.

Jiang Zhiyun was silent for a moment: "After I take you to see a doctor, I'll go to the mass grave to find Mr. Zhuang's body. At least he should be laid to rest. Isn't that right?"

Xie Shuheng looked at her, somewhat surprised: "Don't you think I'm unlucky?"

"If one day you are not afraid of yourself..."

Jiang Zhiyun looked at him and said, "Xie Shuheng, I'm not afraid."

"Now that the Master has passed away, let him rest in peace. We must look forward. Only by living well can we live up to his expectations."

"What he wants to see isn't the dejected you you are now. And he certainly doesn't want to be bullied. We can live our lives ourselves, what's so difficult about that?"

"So what if you're exiled? As long as you're not dead, you can do whatever you want."

After Jiang Zhiyun finished speaking, Xie Shuheng's peach blossom eyes flickered slightly: "I've been wondering, what does 'chasing the deer' mean?"

"Now I understand. Everyone in the world is eager for that position, and it's a battleground for heroes. The person sitting in that position is the deer. His joys and sorrows affect everyone else."

“The people of the world are more fragile than those in power,” he said.

Nothing else was said, and Jiang Zhiyun dared not listen. While the words made sense, having the people in one's heart was a good thing.

However, Jiang Zhiyun could only worry about her own survival for the time being, and she only wanted to eke out a living under Xie Shuheng's control.

Her heart pounded when she heard those words.

People like Xie Shuheng will always end up on the path of plotting to usurp the throne and killing everyone who doesn't side with him, just like they did in their past life.

Jiang Zhiyun had already planned everything out. Once she had saved enough money, she would run away without any regrets. Her current plan was to temporarily become friends with Xie Shuheng, which would make her escape easier and at least prevent her from being hunted down.

He's at a low point right now, and Jiang Zhiyun absolutely cannot abandon him, otherwise she'll hold a grudge and be the first one to die in the future!

Therefore, she was sensible and had her own pace. At least during this most difficult period, she made the most of it. She took good care of her mother-in-law and Yang Ge'er, and incidentally, she managed to accumulate wealth to save for her future retirement.

Now, all I can do is hide my fear and pretend I didn't understand.

Just as she was wondering whether she should pretend to be asleep, Zhang and Lao Xu came walking by with lanterns.

Of course, the first thing heard was Zhang's screams, which were no less than the howls of ghosts and wolves.

"Yunniang!"

"Yunniang, where are you?"

Zhang shouted, her voice trembling with sobs.

Jiang Zhiyun stood up, her eyes shining: "Xie Shuheng, Mother is here!"

"My mother realized we were in trouble and came looking for us. Luckily, she called Lao Xu, otherwise I wouldn't be able to carry you." Jiang Zhiyun smiled weakly.

Seeing her so excited, Xie Shuheng felt visibly relieved.

Nodding: "Yeah."

Jiang Zhiyun stood up and waved, then remembered that it was pitch black at night. So she cleared her throat: "Mother, over here!"

Upon hearing the noise, Zhang Meiqing rushed over in a panic, twisting her ankle in her excitement.

"Yunniang! Thank goodness you're alright. I was so worried about you this time. Shuheng is important, but your life is important too. In the future, please think twice before acting in such dangerous situations. Don't be so reckless with your own safety."

"Now that Shuheng is gone, and Mr. Zhuang is gone too, I asked Lao Xu to help take Mr. Zhuang's body back. I'm afraid Shuheng's body will never be found."

“Yunniang, I’m afraid you’ll be taking Yang Ge’er and me, these two burdens, with you from now on. We can’t really count on Xie Shuheng anyway.”

Listening to her sorrowful lament, Jiang Zhiyun silently looked at Xie Shuheng.

It was clear that Xie Shuheng had grown accustomed to this kind of mother, and then said somewhat helplessly, "I'm not dead."

"Oh my goodness! You scared me!"

Zhang Meiqing clutched her chest, somewhat incredulous: "You were actually brought out by Yunniang. Shuheng, you're not dead?"

"...I'm not dead, Mother is a little disappointed?"

It wasn't that Xie Shuheng misunderstood, but Zhang Meiqing's expression didn't show much surprise either.

Zhang Meiqing then explained, "I didn't see your face just now, and your figure was hard to see clearly in the darkness. I was busy talking to Yunniang."

Her eyes betrayed her guilt: "I thought it was some man who came to help Yunniang, and I was worried that it wouldn't be good to talk about this. I just pretended I didn't see anything."

"..." Xie Shuheng was even less willing to speak; her mother still treated him like a stranger.

Jiang Zhiyun found it both funny and exasperating. Given her mother's personality, would her mother also explain things to her and speak on her behalf if she had other admirers in the future?

Having such a mother-in-law is indeed a blessing. Yunniang thought that perhaps she had suffered too much in her previous life, and was now living a different life, which was why she was enjoying so much more happiness.

Then, the three men carried Xie Shuheng onto the oxcart, next to which lay the body of Mr. Zhuang, piled with straw. Yunniang and Zhang followed the oxcart.

After taking Xie Shuheng to the clinic, Yunniang looked after him and also checked on her own injuries.

As for Old Xu, Yunniang gave him four times the usual amount of money and said, "Uncle Xu, please take my mother back and also bury Mr. Zhuang's body properly."

"It's alright, it's alright." With such a large sum of money, Old Xu was naturally willing to do it. "Don't worry, Madam Jiang, just focus on taking care of your husband."