After sharing a body with her husband

Shang Lingjun bowed with her eyes lowered, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said sincerely:

"Replying to Mother-in-law, husband and wife are one. Since I'm idle anyway, I always want to do something for Seventh Master myself. The more effort I put in, the more hope I have. No matter how hard it is, I'll do it willingly."

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Wei's eyes flickered slightly, her expression softened, and she nodded gently.

"You're so thoughtful."

But Huo Chuan couldn't take it anymore.

[This is so cheesy! How can you just spout such sarcastic remarks? Ah Ti, why did you have to massage him yourself? And now you can't even tell me?]

Shang Lingjun's smile remained unchanged, but in her mind she replied to Huo Chuan:

Because Xie Yan'an is my husband, everything I have now is thanks to him, it's that simple.

Of course, she wouldn't tell Huo Chuan that the reason she personally massaged Xie Yan'an was to create a space for them to be alone together in the future.

Xie Zhaoqing has committed suicide out of shame and indignation, and she has successfully remarried, so the matter can be considered to be over.

Now, the more important thing needs to be put on the agenda, and it needs to be done as soon as possible, because it concerns her entire life in the Xie family.

This was her real purpose in personally massaging Xie Yan'an.

She changed the subject, saying, "However, there's something I need your help with."

How can I help you?

Huo Chuan, still confused, guessed:

"You want me to give him a massage? That's fine."

He's been watching for so long, he's pretty much learned it now.

However, it is indeed a bit strange to massage yourself.

Shang Lingjun's eyes flickered slightly.

No, I must do this myself. I want to ask you to do something else for me.

Huo Chuan sighed listlessly, thinking to himself that Shang Lingjun was the woman who loved to keep things mysterious.

"I heard from Aunt Liang that you want to go to Puji Temple to pray for blessings?"

Old Madam Wei's sudden question interrupted Shang Lingjun and Huo Chuan's internal conversation.

Shang Lingjun nodded.

"Yes, I want to go and pray for Seventh Master's well-being. Also, I've always felt uneasy since Xie Zhaoqing's death, so I want to go and pay my respects to Buddha and bask in his light."

Since the Taoist priest Meng Shu was no good, Shang Lingjun wanted to try Buddhism and see if the Holy Monk Hui'en of Puji Temple could resolve her current predicament.

The title "Holy Monk Hui'en" was bestowed by the late emperor himself. Legend has it that he could resolve your doubts simply by looking at your face and asking about your birth date, making him a divine monk who understood the secrets of heaven.

There are too many people willing to spend a fortune to seek enlightenment from the Venerable Monk Hui'en, but the Venerable Monk Hui'en only sees those with a predestined connection.

Earlier, Old Madam Wei had mentioned that the Holy Monk Hui'en had suggested arranging a marriage for Xie Yan'an to bring good fortune, and Shang Lingjun had taken this to heart.

She must go and see the Holy Monk Huien.

Hopefully, he's not like the legendary Grand Master Meng Shu, whose prowess is merely rumored.

She couldn't possibly share a body with Huo Chuan, this male ghost, for the rest of her life, could she?

It would be best to send him into the cycle of reincarnation so he can be reborn into a better life.

Could it be conceived in her belly?

Shang Lingjun was startled by the fleeting thought that crossed her mind; it was rather frightening, and it was best to avoid it...

"This Buddhist holy site can dispel distracting thoughts. In two days, you and I will go together. It just so happens that I should also go and pay my respects," said Old Madam Wei.

Shang Lingjun raised an eyebrow. It turned out that Old Madam Wei was also going to Puji Temple. What a coincidence!

Hey, what exactly do you need my help with?

Huo Chuan was eager to know what she was trying to hide.

We'll talk about it when we get back.

Shang Lingjun smiled gently, "It would be wonderful if I could go with my mother-in-law."

After Shang Lingjun finished massaging Xie Yan'an, it was lunchtime. She had lunch with Old Madam Wei, and then, because Old Madam Wei wanted to take a nap, she took her leave and returned to Qixia Pavilion.

After Shang Lingjun left, Granny Qiu massaged Old Madam Wei's shoulders while saying:

"This old servant sees that the Seventh Madam is truly in love with the Seventh Master. She has had the maids in the manor learn massage before, but they were either too weak or couldn't stick to it."

Seventh Master's body was already quite robust; if you managed to give him a full massage, your hands would feel like they were broken from the pain. That's why only strong men like Doctor Huang could properly handle Seventh Master's massage needs.

"This old servant witnessed the whole thing. I never expected that Seventh Madam, such a delicate girl, could actually persevere. It's clear she put in a lot of effort."

Old Madam Wei slowly turned her fingertips, twirling the prayer beads in her hand.

"She put her heart into it."

Granny Qiu lowered her eyes and said sadly:

"If only that accident hadn't happened! Poor Seventh Master, he's only just married and can't even have a child..."

Her words trailed off abruptly; realizing she had misspoke, Granny Qiu repeatedly begged for forgiveness.

"This old servant deserves to die. Please rest assured, Madam. Now that Seventh Master has married a new wife, he will surely recover."

Old Madam Wei frowned slightly, seemingly pondering what Granny Qiu had just said.

"child……"

She shook her head again, letting out a deep, hoarse sigh.

"I'm afraid Yan-ge'er isn't destined for that. Let's pick a good one and have him adopted into the seventh branch of the family."

Granny Qiu secretly wiped away her tears, her heart aching beyond words.

……

Back at Qixia Pavilion, Shang Lingjun lay down on the bed, exhausted. Qingzhi brought her a cup of tea and then called out:

"Red Candle, Green Firefly, don't be busy yet, come and massage the lady's hands."

"Hey, here I am."

Red Candle and Green Firefly put down what they were doing and gently massaged Shang Lingjun's arms.

Qingzhi said from the side:

"Madam, how can I put it? Your arm looks swollen all over. Perhaps we should let Doctor Huang and the others come."

Shang Lingjun withdrew her hand.

"No need, you'll get used to it after a few tries. You can go out now, I want to take a nap."

Qingzhi hesitated, but ultimately held back. She raised her hand, waved, and called Hongzhu and Lüying to go out together.

Shang Lingjun lay alone on the bed, looking at the red silk curtains above, and began to fawn over Huo Chuan:

[Chuan Chuan, are you there?]

"Where can I go if I'm not here?" Huo Chuan asked.

Shang Lingjun smiled sweetly, looking rather embarrassed.

"It's...that...I'd like to ask you for a help..."

"Which one should I help you with?" Huo Chuan was even more confused.

Shang Lingjun thought for a moment, then asked:

"Chuan Chuan, you must have descendants still alive, right? Don't you really need my help with anything? I'm so sorry I keep asking you for help."

It seems that Huo Chuan has always been helping her. If she keeps asking him for help, once or twice, Shang Lingjun really feels embarrassed.

Huo Chuan hummed twice and said lazily:

[You, just say what you mean!]

Here we go again.

He thought to himself, "This silly girl, suddenly having another man sharing a body with her is practically like extending her life, especially since they're together day and night."

Doesn't she realize that she's the one who's indebted to?

Don't you feel like you're being taken advantage of at all?

Why are you too embarrassed to make a request?

Shang Lingjun chuckled twice before saying:

"Well... to show my sincerity, I'd like to personally bathe Xie Yan'an, but I've never bathed a man before. Could you help me bathe him...?"

Shang Lingjun spoke softer and softer, after all, asking one man to bathe another was indeed a bit too much.

What did you say?!

Huo Chuan's voice suddenly rose.