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

As Jiang Zhiyun said this, she nodded. That makes sense.

"So we should all be more careful. If we see them, we should be alert. Once they go out, they might be dead. If the man in the family dies, we don't know how we'll live."

Aunt Hong sighed and went inside.

Jiang Zhiyun wasn't worried about anything. Xie Shuheng was going to join the army anyway. What she was thinking was, could it be that after this, he would have to go to the battlefield in the future? Following the path she knew from her previous life?

That means he'll soon become Xie Shuheng, the one who killed his wife to prove his Dao.

She needs to work hard to earn money so that she can at least buy her own house and live in a nice place when she leaves.

I kept these thoughts to myself, but when I got back, I decided to tell him about the possibility of joining the army.

Then Zhang said, "This, this won't do! If Shuheng goes to the military camp, then..." Then it will be even more impossible for him to get pregnant!

They haven't even consummated their marriage yet, and they'll be spending very little time together in the future, making things extremely difficult. No amount of tonics will help her then!

The couple seemed unconcerned, but Zhang was extremely anxious, pacing around in circles, her whole demeanor flustered.

With only one thought in mind, the battlefield had been retreating year after year. If someone like Shuheng went there, she would surely die to protect those nobles. After all, she was a princess before, and she knew these things.

Many noble families send their children to the battlefield to train, but they know nothing. In the end, it is the soldiers who lead the charge.

These were all meaningless sacrifices. At that time, I never imagined that one day my son would also become one of those who led the charge.

She had to prepare for the worst, but if that were the case, wouldn't Xie Shuheng be left without an heir?

As she thought about it, Zhang became increasingly anxious.

Xie Shuheng was not in a hurry, and even said very calmly, "As for joining the army, I went to Doctor Su's place to get medicine earlier, and I asked him to help me register."

Jiang Zhiyun: "...!"

Zhang burst into tears: "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you sign up yourself? What if, what if it wasn't our family's turn?"

Xie Shuheng said, "There aren't that many 'what ifs,' Mother should know that."

"..." Zhang silently shed tears without saying a word. She had just gotten through paying taxes, and now she was being asked to join the army.

Why is it that nothing in this matter goes smoothly?

This was exactly what Jiang Zhiyun had expected. He had been recuperating at home during this time, and Yang Ge'er had mentioned before that Xie Shuheng would go out for several hours every day.

When I went to see Dr. Su, it was already a decision I had made.

This indicates that Xie Shuheng was planning to join the army during this period.

Jiang Zhiyun wasn't surprised by his abilities.

He looked at Jiang Zhiyun and said, "Yunniang, there are some things I want to ask you."

His tone was serious, and he was not as talkative as usual; he seemed to want to say something but held back.

Jiang Zhiyun followed him inside, clenching his fists nervously. Could it be that he was afraid of hurting his family because of his wife, and was now trying to threaten him?

It seems unlikely that he would kill his wife; he should have pointed a sword at his own neck and made her beg for mercy.

After entering the room and sitting on the bed, Jiang Zhiyun felt extremely uncomfortable.

"What are you thinking about?" Xie Shuheng asked, puzzled. "Why are you sweating?"

"What do you want with me?" Jiang Zhiyun straightened her clothes. "I still need to cook."

"Mother can make it." He took her flustered hand, his long, slender fingers resting on her. Jiang Zhiyun felt even more breathless, as if her hand was burning hot.

I want to back down, but I don't dare.

Then, with his eyes closed, he swallowed hard and said, "Kill me or torture me, just do it quickly."

Xie Shuheng chuckled lightly, a rare occurrence, but his laughter was quite pleasant, leaving Jiang Zhiyun somewhat bewildered. "Why are you so afraid of me? Why would I kill you?"

Jiang Zhiyun is usually composed, dignified, and capable, but now she is surprisingly charming and innocent.

Fortunately, only he could see this expression; no one else could see it at all, otherwise he would have wanted to hide her away.

Seeing her eyes darting around, he took out paper and pen from the box: "I already said I was going to join the army. I was thinking of telling you in a few days, but there's no harm in telling you now."

“If I leave, Mother and Yang-ge will definitely be a burden to you. We have only been married for a short time and have not yet... consummated our marriage.”

"Besides, I can't guarantee I'll come back alive if I go to the military camp." He was telling the truth; what he would experience afterward was completely unknown.

“If you were at home, you would not only have to take care of Mother and Yang-ge’er, but I might also die on the battlefield. These things are not fair to you.”

"Therefore, Yunniang, I'm giving you another chance to choose. I'm giving you a divorce certificate now. It's all my fault. Go back to your parents' home and remarry."

Every word he spoke was sincere, and he was holding her hand tightly, not letting go.

Jiang Zhiyun never expected that he would say such a thing.

Xie Shuheng, is he thinking of her?

Even after two lifetimes, Yunniang had never seen a man like this before. He would tell her that this was unfair.

They would also say that they would give her a chance to choose again.

Seeing that Yunniang remained silent for a while, Xie Shuheng concealed the desolation in his eyes.

Actually, someone as good as her shouldn't be confined to this small house. It would be good if she remarried.

Therefore, Xie Shuheng had not yet finished writing the three characters "Letter of Divorce" on the paper.

"Wait." Jiang Zhiyun grabbed his pen, and a drop of ink spread across the paper, forming a large black dot that then continued to expand...

He firmly refused, both emotionally and rationally: "There's no need to write a divorce agreement, because I won't divorce you."

“My mother-in-law told me before that if we were to divorce, I would have to come with her, and Yang-ge’er can’t live without me either. So, whether we stay together or divorce, isn’t it the same? Besides, I like them very much.”

Jiang Zhiyun said.

She's doing fine now, and hasn't suffered any injustice here, so why would she want a divorce and go back to her parents' home? Otherwise, if Zhao Guifen and Jiang Laosan are still the same, wouldn't all her efforts over this period of time be for nothing?

Besides, she hadn't even saved enough money to run away yet.

"And what about me?" Xie Shuheng asked.

"What?" Jiang Zhiyun was a little confused.

"You like Mother and Yang-ge'er, but what about me?" Xie Shuheng asked again, as if he was tired of it.

Jiang Zhiyun: "...You're very good too."

She even seemed a little guilty saying those words.

She actually felt that she could accept it if Xie Shuheng went away for three to five years and there was no news of him.

By then, I'll have money and a home, and my husband won't come back. This will also keep out those men with ill intentions. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

However, she wouldn't tell Xie Shuheng her thoughts, since she couldn't very well say that she thought the matter was excellent!

She thought the matter was pretty much over, but then Xie Shuheng suddenly hugged her tightly.

His voice was filled with excitement, and Jiang Zhiyun could even hear his heartbeat—strong and rapid.

He was very strong, and Jiang Zhiyun was so pressed down on him that she could hardly breathe.