After sharing a body with her husband

Shang Lingjun didn't hide it from him.

This tea drink was invented by Xie Zhaoqing, and Honey Tea House is also her shop. Although she has a despicable character, she always has ingenious ideas, and she also has…

There's also the female lead's halo.

But she didn't say those words aloud.

Throughout her past and present lives, Shang Lingjun always felt that something was a little strange, she couldn't quite put her finger on it, it was just odd.

Xie Zhaoqing acts unconventionally, his ideas are always bizarre, and his words, actions, and thoughts...

These are all extraordinary.

Her poems, too, are stylistically varied, sometimes bold and unrestrained, sometimes delicate and graceful, sometimes full of ambition, and sometimes reflecting unfulfilled aspirations...

Some people questioned whether the poem was written by her, but Xie Zhaoqing faced the doubts calmly.

The world could not find any plagiarism of the original work. Later, they praised her for not being bound by style, saying that she was a poet saint descended to earth, and that every casual recitation was a timeless masterpiece.

How could there be such an extraordinary person in this world?

【Chuan Chuan, tell me, if someone keeps saying "you people here," "you ancient people," or "the women of this place," what does she mean?】

This question had been lingering in Shang Lingjun's mind for a long time, but today it was brought to light by this cup of rosehip tea.

The timing was clearly wrong in both the past and present lives, but Xie Zhaoqing's ingenious ideas were still exactly the same as in the past life. If you only had a stroke of inspiration in the past life, what about in this life?

Why are they still exactly the same? Even the rose jam looks the same.

This shows that her idea is fixed and has always been in her mind; the only question is when she will open the shop.

And... what about those poems?

Is it fixed?

[Did Xie Zhaoqing say that?]

Huo Chuan fell into deep thought, then hesitantly spoke, "Since you mentioned 'you,' then there must be 'us,' which means she's not from here?"

Shang Lingjun was even more puzzled. How could she not be from here?

Xie Zhaoqing was born and raised in Shengjing, and speaks fluent Shengjing dialect.

How strange...

However, Shang Lingjun had seen and tasted all the tea drinks Xie Zhaoqing made in her previous life, and she was even proficient in the preparation methods.

Because Xie Zhaoqing in her previous life was busy with official duties and having an affair with Xiao Jing, she had no time to manage the shop. All she needed to do was come up with ideas.

Shang Lingjun manages all the business in that shop; no one knows it better than her.

What if she opened a tea shop similar to Honey Tea House?

Since she has the protagonist's halo, why doesn't she take it and make it her own?

A slight smile appeared on Shang Lingjun's lips. She put down the porcelain cup without taking a sip and went straight to find Pei Zhiying.

Pei Zhiying was also drinking rosehip tea when she saw Shang Lingjun, and a motherly smile appeared on her face.

"Ati is here? Please have a seat."

Shang Lingjun couldn't help but exchange a few pleasantries with her, "How are you feeling today, Mother? Does Father's leg injury still hurt often after the rain these past few days?"

Pei Zhiying felt a warmth in her heart, thinking to herself that raising a daughter is definitely more comforting.

"Everything is fine. Ah-Xuan used moxibustion to treat your father's leg, and the pain has eased a lot."

Upon hearing Pei Zhiying affectionately call Xie Zhaoqing "Ah Xuan," Shang Lingjun knew that she had successfully won over the Xiao couple.

Shang Lingjun smiled calmly, and tentatively asked in her voice:

"It seems that the woman beside you, brother, is quite capable. No wonder you like her."

Pei Zhiying nodded slightly and began to speak with Shang Lingjun.

"Although she acts frivolously, she is very talented. As for her, do you know that she is quite capable as a strategist? Even your father praised her highly. Now she has been brought to our home."

Your brother is overjoyed and is extremely grateful to me and your father. Now that he can rest easy, I can save myself some trouble.

Shang Lingjun's pupils contracted slightly. What a strategist!

Considering that Xie Zhaoqing only revealed his strategist abilities six years later in his previous life.

Shang Lingjun's expression became much more serious.

"Even Father praised her? It seems I misunderstood Miss Xuan. I should apologize to her another day. Mother, please tell me quickly, what strategic talents does she possess?"

Pei Zhiying began to speak, and the more Shang Lingjun listened, the more complex and indescribable her expression became.

"She said that subduing the enemy without fighting is the quintessential virtue?"

Pei Zhiying hummed in agreement, also finding this person quite peculiar.

"Your father praised her to my face, saying she had extraordinary talent. It's strange, how could a woman like her, who has been immersed in the frontier for many years, have such insightful and sharp perspectives?"

Shang Lingjun pursed her lips. "To subdue the enemy without fighting is the supreme excellence." Xie Zhaoqing had said this in her previous life, but at that time she had already entered officialdom and only revealed her military talent in order to show her face in front of the royal family.

I never expected that even this sentence would be said earlier than expected.

In his previous life, Xie Zhaoqing compiled a military treatise that caused a stir in the imperial court; it was called "Xie's Military Treatise".

This statement is also from the military strategy.

I remember it because I've read it.

Shang Lingjun clenched her fists tightly, as if something was about to surface, something unseen and intangible, making her heart itch.

However, Shang Lingjun is now certain of one thing: Xie Zhaoqing's talents and abilities are fixed.

As a reborn individual, she has the advantage of striking first!

She wanted to use her existing talents as a ladder to heaven, but Lord Shang Ling cut off her path to heaven!

After careful consideration, Shang Lingjun had already made up her mind, but she still needed to verify it with Xiao Jing first...

……

Shang Lingjun took the initiative to approach Xiao Jing, and coincidentally, the masked man was also there.

Shang Lingjun guessed it; it seems this person is undoubtedly Xie Zhaoqing.

Mother Liang was relentless in her demands.

"So you're here, you blind fool. The road was so wide, yet you still bumped into my wife. After bumping into her, you turned around and accused others of being blind."

You shameful thing, take off your ugly mask! I want to see what kind of disreputable character you are!

Beneath the mask, Xie Zhaoqing's face was pale. She had thought she would never meet him again, and she truly hadn't expected Shang Lingjun to take the initiative to find Xiao Jing.

That little bitch, she really can't forget Jinglang!

The reason she wore a mask and dressed as a man was because she disliked the constraints of being a woman. Only by pretending to be a man could she compose poetry, do business, and live freely.

But her face is clearly that of a woman, so she has to wear a mask.

Xiao Jing's expression changed, and he tried to smooth things over:

"This is my friend. He had an emergency just now, so please don't be offended, Mom."

Mother Liang looked at Shang Lingjun, and judging from her expression, Shang Lingjun smiled calmly.

"Since he is your friend, then an apology will suffice."

Shang Lingjun looked at Xie Zhaoqing, her meaning self-evident.

Xie Zhaoqing gritted her teeth and looked at the two nannies on Shang Lingjun's left and right, especially Old Granny Qiu, who was actually accompanying Shang Lingjun.

If she doesn't apologize, this matter will probably never be over.

That bitch's status is different now. She's just married to that cripple Xie Yan'an. Once Xie Yan'an and Old Madam Wei are both dead, she'll be in for a world of hurt!

Xie Zhaoqing spoke with great reluctance, "I was rash just now, and I hope that Madam will forgive me."

Shang Lingjun's gaze deepened.

"I don't blame you, but..."