The counterattack of the daughter of the time-traveling villain

In the third year of Yongli, King Minghan's son of Beiqiong died in the territory of Tongzhou in Dayu. In October of the same year, Beiqiong sent troops to Tongzhou, and Dayu also sent [-] troops to fight.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is getting colder and colder. Since Zhiyi's incident last time, Zhimo has not let her go out. She feels that she is about to grow mold.

At this moment, Zhimo was holding her hand to write, and Zhiyi's handwriting was like a dog crawling, Zhimo couldn't stand it long ago.

She stood behind Zhiyi, Zhiyi could just lie on her body, she raised her head and said to her, "Zhimo, I don't want to write."

Zhimo's face remained unchanged, she still held her handwriting, "Writing can calm the mind."

"But my heart has been restless."

After Zhimo finished writing this word holding her hand, she put down the pen, raised her head with her hand, and said with a smile, "How about... go to bed and let me calm down for you?"

"Okay!" Zhiyi jumped up, wrapped his hands around her neck, and said to her with a smile, "I want to be on top."

Zhimo: ...

The ink that has been ground has gradually dried out due to long-term use, and smoke is wafting from the incense burner on the table. On the rice paper next to it, there are four words written forcefully on the rice paper: Zhiyi, my wife.

The two of them finally finished their quarrel, and after sleeping for a while, Yuan Chengyou knocked on the door to say something was up, and Zhimo got up while supporting his sore waist.

Zhiyi also woke up, seeing Zhimo's appearance, she stuck out her tongue, got up quickly to dress Zhimo, and rubbed her waist.

Zhimo has long been used to it, she said helplessly, "If I had known this, I would have been fine if you stopped torturing me for a while."

Zhiyi seldom does this usually, maybe it's because today's interest came up, and Zhimo finally agreed to her once, but she couldn't control herself, she said: "I'm sorry, I won't dare next time."

Zhimo couldn't say anything more, so he grabbed Zhiyi, kissed her hard, and didn't let her go until the smell of blood was in his mouth.

Zhimo touched her lips with his index finger, and said, "Let's not take this as an example..."

Zhiyi: "...Ah ha ha ha good..."

After Zhimo left, she also put on her own clothes and went to the kitchen to prepare a good meal for Zhimo.

Yuan Cheng also came to help her, selectively turning a blind eye to Zhiyi's red and swollen lips, Zhiyi was not polite, ordered her to do this and that, Yuan Cheng also listened to the wife of the pavilion master very much.

The old man who delivered the food just came, and Yuan Cheng led him into the kitchen.

Zhiyi said hello to the old man, then squatted down and began to pick vegetables.

The old man was getting old, and his walking was not steady, so he accidentally spilled the water in the bucket.

"I'm sorry, I'm so old and useless, ma'am, I'm really sorry..."

Zhiyi comforted him and said, "It's okay, old man, you don't have to blame yourself, just let Yuan Cheng make another bucket."

Yuan Cheng took the bucket and walked away very discerningly.

Zhiyi smiled at the old man, squatted down to pick vegetables again.

"Miss Liu."

Zhiyi turned his head, but saw that the old man's waist was no longer bent, his arms and legs were straightened, and his voice became younger. He said: "Miss Liu, please give me a walk."

The vegetable basket in Zhiyi's hand fell to the ground, she took two steps back, and asked in disbelief: "Who are you? Are you the one who wanted to kill me that day?"

The man said: "You misunderstood, I was sent by Concubine Chu Guifei to pick you up, she said that it will be a few days and she misses Miss very much, so she sent me to pick Miss up to Beiqiong."

"Chu Guifei?" Zhiyi thought for a while, "Eldest Princess?"

The man nodded.

Zhiyi looked at him vigilantly: "Then you come here dressed like this, instead of showing your original face upright."

Zhiyi hoped that Yuan Cheng would come back quickly, she continued, "Maybe you weren't sent by the eldest princess, who are you?"

The man seemed to have guessed her intention, and without explaining too much, he took out a handkerchief and walked towards Zhiyi.

Zhiyi backed away in panic, she shouted: "Yuan Cheng, Yuan Cheng..."

Before he yelled twice, the man stepped forward and covered Zhiyi's mouth and nose, Zhiyi struggled a few times, and was fainted by the drug on the handkerchief.

When Yuan Cheng went back, Zhiyi and the old man in the kitchen were gone, she put down the bucket in a panic, and shouted: "Madam, Madam—where are you?"

There was a piece of paper on the stove, Yuan Cheng picked it up and looked at it, his face was horrified, and he hurried out.