Remarried to a top-tier playboy, her reborn ex-husband is filled with regret.

Zhenbei Palace.

Yun Shuyao lay down on a soft couch with a cushion, peeling a green grape in her hand, watching the sunlight filter through the bamboo leaves and scatter like golden fragments.

As soon as Xiao Fang returned, he saw his wife and immediately squeezed onto the bed.

The soft couch was already small, and when he pressed it down, it instantly tilted to one side.

Yun Shuyao was so frightened that she grabbed his arm.

"Get out of the way! It's going to collapse!"

"It won't collapse."

Xiao Fang pulled her closer to his chest, squeezing in half a person's space, his nose touching the top of her head.

Let's enjoy the cool air together.

His heat, mixed with Chen Baixiang's scent, rushed over her. Yun Shuyao tried to dodge, but he held her tightly in his arms, preventing her from moving.

Xiao Fang, still restless, reached out and snatched the green grapes from her hand, deliberately brushing his fingertips against her lips, causing a tingling sensation.

"Is it sweet?"

Yun Shuyao deliberately teased him.

He spoke indistinctly, with a green grape in his mouth.

"Not as sweet as you."

Yun Shuyao's face flushed red instantly, and she reached out to cover his mouth.

But Xiao Fang took the opportunity to bite his fingertip and lick it gently.

The wind in the bamboo forest was a little warm, rustling the bamboo leaves as if it were hiding her shy heartbeat.

Yun Shuyao understood that he was about to start flirting again.

However, she had made up her mind that she absolutely could not let him succeed again today.

The kitchen made some new rose pastries and brought them out.

Yun Shuyao was about to taste a piece when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Xiao Fang lowered his head and took a big bite from her hand, the pastry falling onto her clothes.

"What are you fighting over? You can have it all!"

Yun Shuyao glared at him.

He was chewing on his snack, his eyes sparkling.

"I just love trying your... desserts."

Yun Shuyao seemed unable to understand what he was saying and snorted irritably.

"Take what you want to eat..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Fang leaned in again, biting off the remaining half of the piece from her hand, his lips brushing against her fingertips.

Yun Shuyao pulled her fingertips back as if she had been burned.

Xiao Fang smiled smugly and reached out to brush the crispy skin off her clothes.

"It's so sweet, but..."

The man leaned close to her ear, his breath making her ear tips burn.

"It tastes sweeter in your mouth."

The maids beside them had already blushed and moved away.

Yun Shuyao was both angry and embarrassed, and reached out to punch him.

But he grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.

Yun Shuyao was afraid that if she continued to be affectionate, he would succeed again, so she immediately pushed him away.

"I have some projects to attend to today, you can do it yourself..."

"Perfect timing, I also have accounts to settle, why don't we go together..."

Yun Shuyao stared at him with that look that said, "See if I believe you or not."

But Xiao Fang pulled her towards the study without saying a word.

Xiao Fang's study was always filled with the scent of ink and a faint fragrance of cypress.

Yun Shuyao sat down to the side, holding a stack of account books.

Xiao Fang frowned at the account book, his fingers clicking loudly on the abacus.

"Did you miscalculate again?"

Yun Shuyao couldn't help but laugh.

Without looking up, Xiao Fang reached out and pulled her onto his lap, then nuzzled her shoulder with his chin.

"You've ruined everything."

Yun Shuyao's ears burned, and she tried to break free, but he held her even tighter.

The man's breath fell on her neck, tickling her slightly, and she could barely hold the medical book in her hand.

"Behave yourself, someone might see this..."

"If you see it, you see it."

Xiao Fang bit her earlobe, his voice muffled against her neck.

"You're my wife, what's wrong with hugging her for a while?"

He pushed the abacus aside and covered her lap with the account book.

Xiao Fang held her like that, smelling the soap scent in her hair, and all his previous irritation disappeared.

The sunlight streaming in through the window cast their shadows onto the account book, creating a warm, swirling effect.

"Yaoyao..."

Xiao Fang's voice carried a hint of melancholy.

Are you annoyed with me?

Just that one sentence felt like Yun Shuyao's heart had been ripped apart.

The resolve I had just secretly made is now faltering again.

"No... I just think... you should take care of official business first."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fang's eyes lit up immediately.

"Okay, let's get to work."

Xiao Fang really let go of Yun Shuyao, sat upright at his desk, and picked up a series of official documents.

"Then you go ahead and get busy."

Yun Shuyao stood up with a sense of relief.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"it is good."

As soon as Yun Shuyao left, Xiao Fang took the official documents and went back to his bedroom.

Half an hour later, Xiao Fang was holding the bronze seal and pressing his finger onto the letter.

But his gaze kept drifting uncontrollably toward the screen.

Shu Yao had just finished bathing, her half-dry hair loose, and was leaning against the couch flipping through a storybook.

The straps of her nightgown were tied loosely, and the neckline slipped down a bit as she turned the pages of her book, revealing a small patch of skin below her collarbone, which looked warm and smooth in the candlelight.

He looked away and pressed the bronze medal down.

The sealing wax was used to press out a dignified "萧" character.

He was supposed to go to his study to organize the documents he would need for tomorrow, but he felt as if he were nailed to the spot.

"Didn't you just say you had a lot of official business?"

Shu Yao didn't even look up, turned a page of her book, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"No rush."

Xiao Fang heard his own voice become hoarse when he spoke.

Shu Yao finally looked up at him, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

The curve was shallow, but it didn't escape his eyes.

Yun Shuyao didn't say anything, she just changed her posture.

She put the storybook aside, rested her arm on the edge of the couch, and tilted her head to look at him.

Yun Shuyao has been feeling a bit overwhelmed lately, but she doesn't want Xiao Fang to realize that there's a rift between them.

Xiao Fang knew that look all too well.

It's not seduction, it's worse than seduction.

It was certain that he would come, certain that he wouldn't want to leave.

Xiao Fang did indeed stand up, and he did indeed walk over.

The moment his calloused fingers touched her slightly cool shoulder, Yun Shuyao looked up, her breath already mingling with his.

"grown ups."

The sound that suddenly came from outside the door was like a bucket of cold water.

He was Mingrui's long-time follower, having been with him for almost ten years, and knew the rules well.

Unless it's extremely urgent, they would never knock on the door at this hour.

Xiao Fang closed his eyes.

The hand remained on Shu Yao's shoulder, its knuckles tightening for a moment, forcefully pulling itself out of Shu Yao's range of presence.

"……explain."

Xiao Fang's voice was deep and muffled.

"A messenger from the Ministry of War says that Lord Li is waiting in the front hall. He has brought a project on military supplies for the Northwest and requires your personal review."

Xiao Fang did not answer immediately; he looked down at Shu Yao.

Yun Shuyao blinked, and the curve of her lips widened slightly.

It wasn't disappointment, it was schadenfreude.

She even deliberately pulled her slipped collar up, a slow movement that seemed almost provocative.

"Go."

Yun Shuyao mouthed the words, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper, carrying the unique dampness of someone after a bath.

Xiao Fang took a deep breath, turned around, and strode towards the door.

As I passed the desk, I casually picked up the newly stamped letter, my knuckles gripping it so tightly that the paper wrinkled slightly.

The door opened.

Mingrui stood with his hands hanging down on the corridor, not daring to raise his head.

"Walk."

Xiao Fang only lost one word.

Mingrui followed behind, feeling uncertain as well.

He had served his master for many years and had never seen his master look so grim.

Why do I always feel a chill down the back of my neck, like someone is gesturing with a knife?

As he walked out of the corridor, Xiao Fang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Mingrui almost bumped into his back.

"Remember this!"

Xiao Fang didn't turn around; his voice carried an indescribable restlessness in the night wind.

"Unless a knife is held to your throat, do not knock on the inner courtyard door after 7 PM."

"……yes."

Mingrui swallowed hard, thinking to himself that these words sounded like they were squeezed out from between his teeth.

In the bedroom behind her, Shu Yao finally couldn't hold back and buried her face in the storybook, laughing for a long time with her shoulders shaking.

To Yun Shuyao's surprise, Xiao Fang still hadn't returned after she woke up from her nap.

Hearing the third watch drum outside, she always felt particularly uneasy.