After sharing a body with her husband

You shouldn't overestimate him, but you also shouldn't underestimate yourself.

Huo Chuan's voice was clear and gentle, his soft words soothing her subtle, unnoticed frustration.

[Leaving aside the fact that this is only Qingzhi's side of the story, even if that princess has feelings for your husband, how do you know if your husband reciprocates those feelings? Xie Yan'an has never admitted it. You are husband and wife in name only, why care about what outsiders think?]

He emphasized the syllables of "husband".

Upon hearing Huo Chuan's words, Shang Lingjun paused for a moment, her heart softening and warming. The corners of her lips unconsciously lifted slightly. Why was Huo Chuan always able to detect the subtle changes in her emotions?

He must have been a thoughtful and warm-hearted man when he was alive.

It's a pity he never married; otherwise, his wife would have been one of the most blessed women in the world.

Shang Lingjun smiled slightly, pursing her lips.

【That's true. Anyway, Xie Yan'an is my husband now, let her be jealous! So what if I kiss him and hug him? It's none of our business to say anything.】

【…】

Huo Chuan remained silent for a long while before saying:

I advise you not to harbor ill intentions towards a bedridden, paralyzed patient. How could you be so shameless?

Why are they kissing and hugging each other?

The world is going to the dogs; even being paralyzed isn't safe.

Shang Jianjun couldn't help laughing,

【Why am I embarrassed? Besides, what's there to be shy about when I'm talking to you? You've forgotten again, you're an organ, get back to your place, Chuan Chuan~】

Huo Chuan smiled silently.

[So, what organ am I to you?]

Hmm...

Shang Lingjun actually thought about it seriously for a moment, ["It's probably in my heart, because you can always guess what I'm thinking."]

Huo Chuan suddenly stopped, as if something had touched his heart, causing a long, lingering throbbing.

"Ati, let's go."

Seeing Shang Ling lost in thought, Old Madam Wei spoke up to remind her.

Shang Lingjun interrupted her conversation with Huo Chuan and hurriedly followed Old Madam Wei into the Medicine Master Hall.

Huo Chuan remained silent, watching from her perspective as she solemnly followed Old Madam Wei in burning incense, praying, and kowtowing.

She muttered prayers, sincerely wishing blessings upon her husband.

Huo Chuan felt the surrounding noise dissipate, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart, a mixture of itchiness and sourness.

Good luck...

Really useful?

His once lifeless heart began to flutter with unease...

After paying their respects at the Medicine Master Hall, Lady Shang and Old Madam Wei went to the villa behind the mountain to rest.

On the way, Old Madam Wei suddenly spoke:

"Princess Shuyue was indebted to Yan Ge'er in the past, so she is very concerned about his health. You only need to take good care of your husband, and you don't need to worry about anything else."

Shang Lingjun was taken aback. Meeting the reassuring gaze from Old Madam Wei, she smiled and nodded.

"Yes, daughter-in-law understands."

The old lady was afraid that she would overthink things, so she gave her that advice. Don't be fooled by her cold appearance; she has a soft heart.

Shang Lingjun took Old Madam Wei's arm and said gently:

"Mother-in-law, you must be tired today. After you settle down, would you mind giving me a massage?"

A slight smile appeared on Old Madam Wei's wrinkled face. She patted her hand and continued walking towards the back mountain, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

That means you've accepted it.

[Chuan Chuan, Chuan Chuan, can you press the button later? Please help me.]

Shang Lingjun called out Huo Chuan's name in her heart.

It wasn't that she didn't know how, but she didn't know how Huo Chuan massaged Old Madam Wei, and she was afraid that her technique would be different and make the old lady unhappy.

So she had to learn Huo Chuan's massage techniques from the side.

"Sure, I can help you with this, but not with anything else."

Huo Chuan couldn't help but add one more thing.

【Oh. 】

Shang Lingjun muttered something silently. He wasn't allowed to help Xie Yan'an take a bath again. What was he thinking about now?

Once they arrived at the villa, everyone settled in. Old Madam Wei stayed in the east wing, and Shang Lingjun stayed in a south-facing wing next to it. What puzzled her was that Madam Qu did not stay with them.

While massaging Old Madam Wei, Shang Lingjun had Huo Chuan ask her a question, and Old Madam Wei only said:

"She didn't come here to pray for blessings; she can't stay here."

It turned out that Ms. Qu had come to Puji Temple to be punished and repent, and she went to stay in another room.

That's fine too. Shang Lingjun never wanted to live with Qu Shi in the first place. She always felt that Qu Shi looked at her with a sinister gaze, which made her uneasy.

……

In the blink of an eye, Shang Lingjun had already stayed at Puji Temple for three days.

She spent her days either eating vegetarian meals or accompanying Old Madam Wei in chanting sutras and praying for blessings; she never even caught a glimpse of the Venerable Monk Hui'en.

Not to mention her, even Old Madam Wei couldn't see the Holy Monk Hui'en. She went every day, but couldn't get a glimpse of him.

However, Old Madam Wei was not in a hurry. Instead, she calmly stayed at Puji Temple. Since Old Madam Wei was not in a hurry, neither was Lord Shang Ling.

As long as Old Madam Wei can see the Holy Monk Hui'en, she will immediately go over there, and it will definitely work.

In the past three days, Shang Lingjun did not see Qu Shi's figure, nor did she see Qi Mama who was by her side.

That makes sense, given how large the temple is; Qu Shi, confined to her quarters to atone for her sins, wouldn't easily venture out for a stroll.

In a secluded side room on another side of Puji Temple, a jade statue of a Bodhisattva was enshrined in front. Qu knelt on a prayer mat, her hands slowly tapping the prayer beads, and began to speak:

"That old woman went to the Jingxin Hall to chant scriptures tonight. She must make a scene tonight."

Mother Qi sneered and said in a low voice:

"Don't worry, Madam. That person has already left. That little harlot will make a big fuss, won't she? Let's make a big fuss too. Let outsiders see and watch. The Old Madam is concerned about the Xie family's reputation, so she will definitely deal with her quietly."

"Um."

Qu slowly opened her eyes, her gaze dark and filled with a chilling intensity.

……

Old Madam Wei went to the Jingxin Hall to chant scriptures, but Shang Lingjun did not accompany her.

Because it was a longevity and blessing ceremony held by the temple specifically for elderly believers, and young women were also advised to avoid going out at night, Shang Lingjun had some free time in the evening.

With nothing to do at the temple, Shang Lingjun took a bath early, lit some sandalwood incense, put on a thick robe, and started playing Go with a green branch.

It was still a bit cold on the mountain at night.

"Qingzhi, your chess skills are quite good."

After Qingzhi ate her child again, Shang Lingjun was quite surprised.

Qingzhi smiled sheepishly, "Seventh Master enjoys playing chess, and he teaches us maids when he's free. My chess skills are far inferior to his!"

Shang Lingjun lowered her eyes. "Seventh Master is truly multi-talented."

He could ride horses and even taught the maids in the mansion how to play Go; he was quite charming.

"That's right, even Prince Rong and Princess Rong praise Seventh Master's chess skills." Qingzhi continued to chatter.

Immediately, Shang Lingjun lost her interest in playing chess. She rested her chin on one hand, while the fingertips of her other hand gently twirled a black chess piece.

For some reason, she didn't want to hear Qingzhi talk about Seventh Master anymore. As for jealousy, that was definitely not the case.

Something just feels off, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

When Qingzhi first mentioned Xie Yan'an and Princess Shuyue during the day, it seemed quite novel, but after hearing it so often, it made me feel a little awkward.

Shang Lingjun placed the black chess pieces on the table. "I'm sleepy. You can go out now."

Qingzhi was taken aback, seemingly somewhat bewildered.

"Yes, Madam, please go to bed early."

After bowing, Qingzhi left, making sure to close the door behind her.

Shang Lingjun didn't sleep either. She still rested her chin on one hand and fiddled with the Go board with the other. She collected all the white stones on the board and then used the black stones to make the shape of a little person.

Qingzhi truly believed that she admired Xie Yan'an and always wanted to tell her about his wonderful past. However, the more Shang Lingjun listened, the more she felt that he was the moon in the sky and a fairy in the palace.

It seemed that she only got the good deal because he became paralyzed.

The more Shang Lingjun looked at it, the uglier the little figure she had made seemed, and she chuckled to herself.

However, it is also true.

She should hurry up and think about how to have a child with that "Palace Immortal". Since he is such an outstanding young nobleman, it would be so pitiful if he didn't have an heir!

right?

In a corner unnoticed by anyone, a hollow bamboo tube punctured the screen window, letting in thick smoke that quickly dissipated and vanished without a trace.

Shang Lingjun yawned. Why were her eyelids getting heavier and heavier?

Just as her arm nearly gave way and her face almost slammed into the chessboard, Shang Lingjun realized something was wrong!

It's only 7 PM, she doesn't usually go to bed this early, so she took out a Go board to pass the time. Why is she suddenly so sleepy?

【Chuan Chuan, I don't know why I'm so sleepy, I can't stay awake any longer, I...】

Before Shang Lingjun could even finish her sentence, she collapsed onto the chessboard and fell into a deep sleep.

【Ati?】

No matter how Huo Chuan shouted, Shang Lingjun remained unmoved.

The door creaked open, and a robust young man slipped inside.

Huo Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong!