After sharing a body with her husband

Shang Lingjun plopped down again, her lips pouting so wide they seemed to stretch for miles; she was angry!

Young women are easily frightened, so Huo Chuan stopped teasing her.

[Ahem...Ati, if I could, I would stay forever, to be with you for the rest of my life.]

His tone was more serious than ever before.

He was trapped in her body as Xie Yan'an, who had come back to life, not as a soul.

Huo Chuan's feelings at this moment were very complicated. He was nervous, hesitant, and even more so, he felt lost and confused due to his fear of failure.

Actually, he had started feeling anxious about two weeks ago.

He was the most nervous one.

Huo Chuan chuckled self-deprecatingly and opened up, saying:

Before, I was just grateful to have the chance to wander through the human world, thinking I would just take a look and then go back. But I don't know when I became greedy; I actually wanted to stay.

I always think about you, you're such a pitiful little thing in this world, all alone and helpless. What would you do without me? I can't rest easy about you...

Shang Lingjun's fingertips suddenly paused. Her beautiful eyes, which had been filled with shyness and anger, froze for a moment, then gradually filled with a soft, fragmented light. Finally, her vision blurred.

When I touched it, my fingertips were wet.

Shang Lingjun felt her eyes burning. [Huo Chuan...you...]

These were the only words her mother had said to her before she died: "Poor little Ati, you are the one your mother worries about the most..."

People used to say she was lucky, that she was adopted by General Xiao's family and had a bright future, and even the Xiao family thought so.

Many more people praised her for her good fortune, saying she was lucky to have married Xie Qiye and would enjoy a life of wealth and honor. The tone of those who said this was even tinged with jealousy.

This was only the second time in her two lifetimes that she had heard others say she was pitiful and that they couldn't bear to leave her.

From Huo Chuan's mouth.

Huo Chuan could see the difficulties she was in, her loneliness and helplessness, and her ever-restless heart...

She never felt a sense of belonging in the Xie family.

【I……】

I also want you to stay forever, Chuan Chuan.

I'll have a drink to give myself courage.

At some point, Shang Lingjun began to take the stories in those storybooks seriously.

If this method could keep Huo Chuan completely, she was willing to try it.

【Hey……】

Before Huo Chuan could stop her, Shang Lingjun had already grabbed a cup of wine from the cabinet, opened the lid, and taken a big gulp.

Cough cough! This tastes awful.

She endured the strong smell of the wine, took two more gulps, then put the wine cup on the table and strode out with a proud and imposing air!

What should I do if you get drunk and fall asleep immediately?

Huo Chuan felt somewhat helpless, unsure of what to do with her.

That's perfect, since I don't know anything anyway, I'll leave it all to you.

Shang Lingjun strode forward, [Xie Yan'an, your auntie is here again!]

Huo Chuan: [...]

He chuckled silently; it seemed she was still nervous.

Before the effects of the alcohol take hold, Shang Lingjun must hurry to Lingfeng Courtyard and send all the servants away.

However, the steward of Lingfeng Academy looked rather strange today.

"Madam, are all the servants leaving? Aren't we leaving anyone to serve you?"

"I'm all you need to do. Don't bother me and my husband," Shang Lingjun said.

"Okay, I understand."

The moment Shang Lingjun stepped into the room, the steward took a deep look at her back before turning and disappearing into the night.

……

Rongfu Pavilion.

"Madam, the lady has gone to Lingfeng Courtyard and has sent everyone out of the courtyard to prevent anyone from disturbing her."

The person in charge said.

Inside Rongfu Pavilion, Old Madam Wei sat on a small couch, her face expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger.

She hummed in agreement, "Never mind."

The person in charge left.

Old Madam Wei raised her hand, and Granny Qiu quickly helped her up, whispering:

"Grandma, Meng Xuan's words are just speculation. You know how deep her hatred for the Seventh Madam is; they can't be taken seriously. The Seventh Madam and the Seventh Master have only been married for a short time, not to mention where that adulterer came from..."

Our house is completely airtight, and everyone who comes and goes needs to be checked. Where did Seventh Madam get the ability and the audacity to hide her lover in Lingfeng Courtyard? You said before that this is the wealth and status she worked so hard to obtain, she wouldn't dare!"

Old Madam Wei remained silent for a moment.

"I know everything you're saying, and I can only listen to what Meng Xuan says, but I'm also curious. What could she and Yan Ge'er have to talk about late at night? Why did she have to send everyone away?"

She glanced at the sandalwood teapot that Shang Lingjun had sent on the small table, her eyes darkening slightly.

"I trust her, but my son's matter cannot be compromised in the slightest. Let's go and see."

Granny Qiu hesitated.

"Then...should we bring her along? She's been nagging us for ages..."

Old Madam Wei remained silent.

……

Over there, at Lingfeng Academy.

Huo Chuan has successfully returned to Xie Yan'an's body. Their guess was correct; the key was the full moon night of the fifteenth.

"Ati, look who I am!"

Xie Yan'an gently pinched Shang Lingjun's cheek. As soon as he returned to his body, Shang Lingjun was swaying and couldn't sit up straight.

It seems she's already quite drunk and about to fall asleep.

He had no choice but to hold her in his arms, supporting her waist to prevent her from immediately falling into a deep sleep on the bed.

The last time he returned to his body, it was too rushed and he was overjoyed, so he didn't have time to fully experience it all.

This time, looking at his wife in his arms, he had a clearer understanding of her petite and delicate nature.

Shang Lingjun nestled in Xie Yan'an's arms, her nose nuzzling against his chest. The medicinal scent emanating from Xie Yan'an briefly cleared her mind.

She raised her drunken eyes and cupped Xie Yan'an's face in her two small hands.

"Xie Yan'an, don't think I won't recognize you just because you opened your eyes. Who are you looking down on with such a simple question?"

Under Xie Yan'an's teasing gaze, Shang Lingjun chuckled, her tone quite smug:

"You don't know yet, do you? Your body now belongs to Chuan Chuan, bye-bye~"

A smile spread across Xie Yan'an's eyes.

"Yeah?"

The candlelight was dim. Xie Yan'an held her soft waist, his palms resting on her warm skin. His Adam's apple bobbed.

"Madam, there is still a ritual of marriage between us that has not been performed. It would be inauspicious not to do so..."

Xie Yan'an's eyes were filled with the candlelight and her image, his dark pupils growing increasingly intense.

Shang Lingjun gave a vague reply.

"Hurry up."

Xie Yan'an's breathing quickened for a moment. "Okay."

Having spent so much time together, he knew every part of her body intimately…

The spring curtains are warm, and layers of gauze hang down, concealing the spring colors that fill the room.

"You bit me hard!"

Shh, keep your voice down.

"Chuan Chuan, come out and help me beat him up!"

"Okay, okay..."

The candlelight flickered, casting their intertwined shadows onto the curtains, a tender and lingering image...

……

The two inside were deeply moved by their love, unaware that someone was rushing in from outside, and a scene of catching them in adultery was about to unfold...