After sharing a body with her husband

They chatted for a long time along the way. At first, they ate fruit and melon seeds, but later, fearing that eating too much would make their mouths dry and that drinking too much water would require them to go to the toilet, Shang Lingjun stopped eating.

Around noon, the carriage finally arrived at the gate of Puji Temple.

The mountain gate of Puji Temple is made up of two vermilion stone pillars. Even from a distance, you can hear the monks striking the bell, a deep and resonant sound.

The rest of the journey must be walked to show sincerity.

Shang Lingjun alighted from the carriage and looked at the majestic temples and halls not far away. A sense of awe arose spontaneously, and he straightened his posture.

"Ladies, please."

Young monks greet guests at the mountain gate.

"Thank you very much, young master."

Shang Lingjun accompanied and supported Old Madam Wei. The road was not far. After entering the temple, they had to visit the abbot and burn incense and kowtow before they could go to the side room in the back mountain to stay.

However, just as they finished their prayers at the Mahavira Hall and were on their way to the Medicine Buddha Hall to pray for Xie Yan'an, they happened to run into an acquaintance who had just come out of the Medicine Buddha Hall.

The stunningly beautiful woman in pink's eyes lit up when she saw Old Madam Wei. She gracefully stepped forward to greet her, her voice clear and melodious:

"Greetings, Madam. What a coincidence, are you here today also to pray for Seventh Master's well-being?"

Old Madam Wei was flattered and bowed respectfully, saying:

"Your Highness is too kind. How could someone of your status possibly bow to an old woman like me?"

Shang Lingjun didn't recognize him, but she still bowed.

"Madam, this is Princess Shuyue," Qingzhi reminded her in a very soft voice.

Shang Lingjun was slightly surprised. "Wow, what a coincidence."

She carefully examined the woman before her. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, her lips cherry-red, and her nose delicate, with a small mole on the tip adding to her charm. Combined with her fair skin and graceful figure, she was truly captivating.

She is truly stunning.

No wonder she was known as the most beautiful woman in the Northern Zhao Kingdom.

Old Madam Wei continued, "This time, I did bring my new bride to pray for Yan'er's well-being."

Since Old Madam Wei mentioned Lord Shang, Lord Shang must step forward and formally pay his respects.

"This humble servant greets the Princess. May the Princess be well."

Princess Shuyue's expression changed slightly. She lifted her eyelids and looked at Shang Lingjun carefully.

The Xie family's affair had caused quite a stir, and she had naturally heard about it. She also knew that the Xie family had arranged for Shang Niangzi to be married off to Xie Yan'an as compensation.

So this is Shang Lingjun. She has a delicate and charming appearance, and looks very attractive. But why did she have to be married off to him?

She was pitiful, but Seventh Master wasn't a tool to compensate anyone.

The imperial physicians visited him countless times and concluded that his life was only a matter of two years.

Shuyue found it hard to accept.

She would usually take a detour when passing by Xie's residence, for fear that thinking of him would bring tears to her eyes again.

He was once dashing and spirited, but now he is paralyzed and bedridden, his life hanging by a thread. Such a dramatic change is enough to make anyone sigh.

Princess Shuyue's lip line was taut.

"Seventh Master is already bedridden and suffering greatly, how can he be used as a tool to compensate others? Old Madam, you have not considered this carefully."

She always speaks very directly.

Shang Lingjun was slightly taken aback. She was always meticulous and could keenly perceive the subtle attitudes of others. It seemed that Princess Shuyue did not like her...

Could it be that he sees her as a rival in love?

Shang Lingjun's brows furrowed slightly for a moment, then quickly smoothed out; she too was displeased.

[For no reason at all, she seems hostile towards me. Xie Yan'an is lying there, and she herself refuses to marry a paralyzed man, yet she forbids others from marrying him?]

She only dared to complain to Huo Chuan in her heart, but dared not say it out loud.

[You should say that to her. You only dare to say it to me, you little coward.]

Huo Chuan spoke casually.

[How could I dare? She's a princess. What if she gets angry and slaps me across the face?]

Shang Lingjun muttered to herself.

【laugh……】

Huo Chuan chuckled. "No, your husband saved her life. She won't do anything to you."

"You just want to stir up trouble, don't you? It was Xie Yan'an who saved her, not me. She already dislikes me. If she really punishes me, are you going to take the beating for me?"

"I'll take the blame for you." Huo Chuan was indeed "understanding."

Forget it, isn't it me who's going to be embarrassed?

Shang Lingjun has become familiar with Huo Chuan, and she speaks whatever she wants.

Huo Chuan just smiled and remained silent; teasing her was a pleasure in itself.

At this moment, Old Madam Wei said calmly:

"Your Highness, when I came to worship Buddha a few days ago, I met the Holy Monk Hui'en. We talked about Yan'er's situation. The Holy Monk said that we could arrange a marriage to bring good luck. So I made the decision to let Yan'er marry Ati. In this way, it can be considered a win-win situation."

Princess Shuyue's pupils trembled. She glanced at Shang Lingjun again, her delicate eyebrows furrowing, and asked in confusion:

"The holy monk actually suggested a 'lucky charm' ceremony? Would that even work?"

She never expected that the Holy Monk Hui'en would suggest giving Xie Yan'an a wedding to bring good fortune. Everyone knows that the Holy Monk doesn't speak up easily.

However, when faced with Xie Yan'an's condition, all the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital shook their heads. What kind of method was it to try to bring good luck?

"Since the holy monk has spoken, why not give it a try?"

Old Madam Wei paused for a moment, then continued:

"Ati is a good child, and she takes great care of Yan Ge'er."

Princess Shuyue pursed her lips again, feeling uneasy, but since the matter was already settled, she couldn't say anything.

If the remedy can really improve his health, then giving it a try wouldn't hurt...

Besides, what's the point of him getting married in his current state?

It's just like having more people taking care of him.

Thinking of this, Princess Shuyue felt much relieved. She looked at Shang Lingjun again, her expression now back to normal.

"I trouble you, Madam, to take good care of Seventh Master's health. If Seventh Master recovers, I, the Princess, will reward you."

Shang Lingjun lowered her eyes and nodded, saying calmly:

"Princess, please rest assured. Taking care of my husband is my duty. I dare not ask for any reward from you."

Upon hearing Shang Lingjun say the word "husband," Princess Shuyue couldn't help but frown slightly, remaining silent.

Princess Shuyue chatted with Old Madam Wei for a few more minutes before leaving.

Shang Lingjun glanced back in the direction Princess Shuyue had left, then quickly looked away.

She could tell that this princess had feelings for Xie Yan'an, and quite deep ones at that. If nothing unexpected happened to Xie Yan'an, they might truly be a perfect match.

What a pity, how could a princess like her marry a cripple?

They were not meant to be. Even if Princess Shuyue was unwilling and heartbroken, she could only accept her fate.

"What are you thinking about?" Huo Chuan suddenly asked.

I'm thinking, the fact that she dislikes me so much just from seeing me shows how deeply she loves Xie Yan'an. Even though he's become paralyzed, she still thinks about him and can't forget him.

Shang Lingjun suddenly remembered the words Xie Zhaoqing used to curse her in her past life: "mistress," which means a bad woman who interferes in other people's relationships.

She is not a mistress; she is now Xie Yan'an's rightful wife.

but……

[Let alone that princess, if Xie Yan'an knew that I had schemed so much to marry him, taking his wife's place and causing his beloved woman heartache, he'd probably want to strangle me, wouldn't he?]

Shang Lingjun chuckled self-deprecatingly, saying that although she was his rightful wife, the truth was that she had married him without his knowledge, so the phrase "rightful wife" was rather hollow.

Upon hearing this, Huo Chuan knew that she had misunderstood something serious. What was this woman thinking?