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

There were many people hawking their wares around, and the aromas of food and snacks filled the air. There were also many strange and unusual trinkets.

Jiang Zhiyun was dazzled by the sights and was somewhat interested, but then shook her head: "Perhaps children like these things."

Nearby, many young couples were holding their children's hands, looking around for things they liked to buy, leaving piles and piles of goods, creating a lively and bustling scene, their happiness almost overflowing.

It's as if she lost her parents' love from the moment she was born.

Her parents disliked her from a young age and never held her hand. She had never even seen a market in a town, let alone a market in a county.

Fortunately, she made something of herself and was able to get out of that place.

Xie Shuheng noticed her hair was disheveled by the wind and reached out to smooth it down, but stopped abruptly just before touching her cheek.

After thinking for a moment, he finally reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear: "I didn't have parents when I was young, but things will be different later."

“You have your husband with you.”

Jiang Zhiyun looked up at him.

Xie Shuheng took the initiative to say, "Even though we didn't know each other before we got married, I am your husband, and it is only right for me to accompany my wife."

Jiang Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was just too responsible as a husband, which was fine. She also had the responsibility to be a good wife.

A cooperative marriage, where everything is discussed clearly, is always better than the kind of marriage where one is taken advantage of with expectations, like in the previous life.

Therefore, the two of them didn't feel awkward together.

In fact, it must be said that Xie Shuheng is a rare good man that Jiang Zhiyun has met.

Jiang Zhiyun bought a bag of roasted chestnuts and thought they tasted good—a caramelized outer shell and a soft, crumbly inside. Because she liked them, she also bought the same kind of chestnut cake.

She broke the piece in half and offered it to Xie Shuheng, but before she could hand it to him, he ate the half that Jiang Zhiyun had already taken a bite of.

Jiang Zhiyun didn't mind; the family ate and drank together most of the time.

However, Xie Shuheng is a clean freak, isn't he? He has to keep everything tidy at home, and his bed sheets are washed several times.

Does that mean he's no longer a germaphobe?

Jiang Zhiyun found him strange; his moods were unpredictable, and his temper was sometimes good and sometimes bad.

He said, "I'll go buy some more to try, and then bring them home to eat with my mother and Yang-ge'er."

They'll definitely like these things.

"Mm." Xie Shuheng nodded.

Then, a person stood opposite the couple, staring intently at Jiang Zhiyun with burning eyes.

Jiang Zhiyun looked up and saw the familiar, handsome Lu Shao.

She nodded with a smile: "Young Master Lu, it's been a long time."

"Zhiyun..." he murmured softly, then walked towards Jiang Zhiyun, his eyes fixed on her, completely oblivious to Xie Shuheng.

Lu Shao felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but when he saw her, he was overjoyed.

Seeing the people around her, my heart sank.

Xie Shuheng held Jiang Zhiyun's hand and was now scrutinizing Lu Shao. Jiang Zhiyun instinctively took a half step back, and Xie Shuheng walked in front of her.

It blocked Lu Shao's view.

Lu Shao was originally handsome, and many women in the town were enamored with him.

But now, standing before Xie Shuheng, who was eight feet tall, he had to raise his head slightly, and his aura was somewhat off. More importantly, he didn't seem as handsome as Xie Shuheng.

Let alone others, even Lu Shao, who never took pride in his appearance, still felt ashamed when he looked at Xie Shuheng.

Xie Shuheng remained unperturbed, his demeanor still impeccable. He calmly asked, "Young master, what brings you to my wife?"

“I’m an old acquaintance of… Zhiyun. But I wasn’t there when you got married, so you don’t know me. My name is Lu Shao, and I’m from the same town as you.”

"I never expected to see you all here today." He looked at Xie Shuheng's profile, his eyes filled with excitement.

Xie Shuheng: "Young Master Lu, then come to my home another day, and my wife and I will entertain you together."

He held Yunniang's hand tightly, refusing to let go.

"No...no, I'm happy as long as Yunniang is doing well." He stood there, but he didn't look happy at all. His face was full of sorrow, and he just wanted to see her.

Even a complete idiot could see through Lu Shao's thoughts.

Before Xie Shuheng could speak, Jiang Zhiyun took the initiative to step forward.

She said, "My husband, please wait for me aside. I need to speak with Mr. Lu for a few minutes."

Xie Shuheng's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with panic.

Could it be that she also likes men? Yes, he's a pretty boy. But he's still far inferior to me.

She looks delicate and frail, and her body isn't very sturdy.

Anyway, Xie Shuheng disliked everything about him.

Now, Jiang Zhiyun actually wants him to wait aside? Xie Shuheng's instinct is to refuse; there's something he can't listen to.

After regaining his senses, he realized that his relationship with Jiang Zhiyun was indeed something he couldn't bear to hear about.

So he voluntarily stepped aside and drank tea at the tea stall.

Jiang Zhiyun and Lu Shao walked to the eucalyptus tree on the side.

Lu Shao's eyes sparkled, as if he were extremely excited. He could cheer up immediately at the slightest word from Yun Niang.

Before he could even offer any words of comfort or concern.

Jiang Zhiyun then said, "Young Master Lu, I have already said some things. I will certainly not repeat them now."

"I just hope..." He was at a loss, not even knowing what to do.

“I know you want me to be happy, but after what you just did, it’s impossible for me to be happy.”

"Xie Shuheng is reasonable and doesn't act impulsively. If I were to marry a butcher, we might be suspected of having an affair, and no one would even know who got stabbed."

Jiang Zhiyun said very seriously, "A woman values ​​her reputation the most. Young Master Lu is well-read and should understand this principle."

Jiang Zhiyun had noticed that Young Master Lu had been following her all along. She had only thought that if she didn't greet him, he would stay away. Unexpectedly, his gaze grew increasingly intense, and he no longer cared about being in public.

In storybooks, it's portrayed as bravely pursuing love and having a lingering affection. To put it bluntly, it's selfishness. It's about only caring about one's own feelings and never considering others.

Therefore, Jiang Zhiyun had to say everything she needed to say to avoid being taken advantage of later.

"I know." He nodded pitifully, his face pale and haggard.

“Your husband is indeed good. At least, he treats you very well, and I have seen it all.” I certainly couldn’t have treated you as well as he has before.

He lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes: "I bought some books, you like reading. These are all for you. I didn't mean anything by it."

"I didn't mean to bother you today. I just couldn't control my feelings. From now on, I will focus on my studies and take the imperial examinations. Yunniang, if you encounter any difficulties, come and find me."

As if afraid that Jiang Zhiyun would say something even more hurtful, he shoved the book into her hand and quickly left.

He was afraid that if he slowed down even a step, he would never have any contact with her again.

Now, at least I know Yunniang's elder sister, and I can keep up with her life in the future. That's enough.

He looked rather disheveled today.

Jiang Zhiyun: "..."

Seeing this, Xie Shuheng slammed the broken teacup he was holding onto the table with a clatter.

"Madam, please settle the bill."

"A pot of tea costs two coins, and breaking four cups costs twenty coins. Sir... is that alright?" The proprietress's legs trembled, fearing that this man would strangle her to death.