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

The next day, Madam Shen came again.

She didn't bring any servants with her, and only carried two large food boxes.

Upon entering the small room outside the prison cell, she first went to the jailer and took out a stack of silver notes from her sleeve.

"This is for you gentlemen to have some wine. You all worked hard yesterday."

The jailer grinned from ear to ear.

"What are you doing, Miss Shen? We're not strangers."

Shen didn't reply, but simply opened the food box.

Smoked chicken, roast duck, braised pork, and steamed buns were placed on the table one by one.

"Please come over and have something to eat."

The dozen or so prisoners had already smelled it.

Before the jailer could give any signal, they all rushed over in a flash.

Some people reached out and tore off chicken legs, while others stuffed half a duck into their mouths.

Shen stepped aside and turned to walk towards Long Yuanming.

Long Yuanming is still paralyzed in bed.

Her clothes were torn to shreds, the collar ripped to her chest, and the hem barely covered her legs.

He was exhaling more than inhaling, and his face and neck were covered with red and purple scratches.

Hearing footsteps, he shuddered and instinctively shrank back into the wall.

Madam Shen stood in front of the bed, looking down at him.

She didn't speak, but slowly pulled a short knife from her sleeve.

Long Yuanming's pupils suddenly contracted.

He tried to back away, but he couldn't muster any strength.

His legs felt like they didn't belong to him; he couldn't even lift them.

He could only shake his head desperately.

"No...please don't kill me...please..."

Shen ignored it.

She raised her hand, the knife tip pointing downwards, and stabbed it viciously into Long Yuanming's heart.

Just as the knife tip was about to pierce his chest, a rough, large hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed Shen's wrist.

"Miss Shen."

The jailer had already walked over at some point.

He still had a smile on his face, but his tone turned sinister.

"Playing around is fine, but taking his life is out of the question."

Shen's hand froze in mid-air.

She didn't struggle, nor did she look at him.

A moment later, he loosened his grip, and the short knife clattered to the ground.

"I guessed it, you wouldn't let me kill him."

She spoke in a flat tone, as if she were saying something she already knew.

"But I still want to try, just in case."

The jailer laughed again and slowly loosened his grip on her wrist.

"There are plenty of ways to get revenge."

Someone as precious as you wouldn't need to shed blood yourself.

The guys in this prison are pretty bored. You can provide some food, and they can provide some labor.

Everyone makes a profit, so why ruin the harmony?

Shen raised her eyes and glanced at the jailer.

"Okay, we'll do as you say, sir."

She stepped back and looked at Long Yuanming on the bed.

Long Yuanming was trembling, his eyes filled with fear.

He didn't even dare to hate her.

Suddenly, Shen felt that he was useless.

This person was only tormented for one night, and he's already in this state of fear.

What imperial lineage, what sons of dragons and grandsons of phoenixes?

He's just a coward who only knows how to ride on women and act tough.

Shen turned around and sat down on the bench next to her.

"You can arrange today's program, adults."

The jailer clapped his hands with a smile.

"Did you all hear that? Miss Shen is treating you to meat, so you should show her what you're capable of."

The prisoners wiped their mouths and then surrounded Long Yuanming again.

Long Yuanming couldn't even shout; he just shrank into the corner of the bed.

Shen rested her chin on her hand and watched quietly.

The lights in the prison cell flickered, illuminating Shen's eerie smile.

north.

That winter, Xiao Fang only occasionally sent troops out to plunder.

They grab what they want and leave, never lingering.

Bei Hu was worn down and lost his temper, and could no longer muster any decent offensives.

Life in the Daliang camp was bustling and vibrant.

On this day, another caravan arrived.

The one leading the group was none other than Yun Shuwen.

Yun Shuwen is now working as a merchant alongside Qin Ziming.

He's gotten darker and thinner.

But his energy level is much better than before.

When a person stands in front of the car, their shoulders are straight and their back is upright, just like a true traveling merchant.

Upon seeing Xiao Fang, Yun Shuwen froze for a moment and subconsciously took a half step back.

"Sister, brother-in-law."

Xiao Fang didn't speak, but only glanced at Yun Shuwen.

After just one glance, Yun Shuwen dared not go any further and quickly turned around to call for help to unload the truck.

"Those behind, don't stop yet! Move in one by one on the right!"

Grain carts are being sent into the eastern warehouse, and medicinal herbs are being transported to the western tent!

Horse feed should be piled up separately, don't mix it with rice or noodles!

Yun Shuwen shouted, and his voice was even more fluent than several of the old managers.

He had people carry planks and build wooden supports, making clear arrangements for where to send more people and where to prevent dampness.

It's obvious that he didn't just start working there a day or two ago.

Once everything was mostly put away, Yun Shuwen wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve and took a few steps toward Yun Shuyao.

Yun Shuyao was having hot soup delivered to the people escorting the carriage.

Yun Shuwen stood a few steps away and did not move forward.

"younger sister."

Yun Shuyao turned around.

Yun Shuwen felt a little uncomfortable and moved forward a bit more.

"I...I just wanted to see you."

He glanced at Yun Shuyao, then looked at her protruding belly.

"It's been over five months, hasn't it?"

"It's been more than six months," Yun Shuyao said.

Yun Shuwen nodded, as if she had repeated the sentence to herself several times.

"Well, you're pregnant now, so don't overwork yourself. Let them handle some things."

Yun Shuyao hummed in agreement.

Yun Shuwen's throat moved, as if he had more to say.

He never said "I'm sorry".

He said in a low voice.

"Back in the capital, I knew nothing. Now that I'm traveling with my cousin Zimo, I feel much more at ease."

Xiao Fang came up from behind and happened to hear this.

Upon seeing him, Yun Shuwen reflexively straightened her back.

"I... my mother is worried about my younger sister."

I was thinking of staying here this year to spend the New Year with you all.

Yun Shuyao didn't speak, she just looked at Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang surprisingly didn't give him the cold shoulder.

"Then you may stay."

Yun Shuwen was taken aback.

"I happen to be short of someone to manage military supplies. Since you know how to inspect goods, you can stay and help out."

Yun Shuwen nodded quickly.

"Okay! I'll arrange it right away."

He glanced at Yun Shuyao one last time before leaving, as if afraid his sister would chase him away.

Seeing that Yun Shuyao was not displeased, he turned and left.

In the evening, Yun Shuwen lingered outside the tent for a long time.

He was clutching something in his hand and paced back and forth at the door several times.

When Yun Shuyao came out, Yun Shuwen hurriedly went forward.

"Little sister, I...I made a little gadget."

He blushed and handed over a small wooden horse.

The wooden horse wasn't very well carved; its legs were uneven, and its head wasn't round.

But Yun Shuyao could tell that Yun Shuwen had carved it with care.

Just as she was about to reach out to take it, Xiao Fang came up from behind.

He was also holding a small wooden horse in his hand.

The wooden horse was polished to a glossy shine, and its mane, saddle, and reins were all carved with exquisite detail.

Even Yun Shuwen herself was stunned by the comparison.

Xiao Fang glanced at the one in Yun Shuwen's hand.

"What an ugly thing! How dare you bring it out to offend my daughter's eyes."

Yun Shuwen's face immediately turned red.

"I...I didn't know you carved one too, I just...did it randomly."

He stammered and frantically tried to put the rocking horse back.

"I...I'll go back and practice some more."

Seeing Yun Shuwen's expression, Xiao Fang felt he had gone a bit too far in bullying her.

Xiao Fang is usually a brash and unruly man, but he never likes to bully honest people, and he always becomes stronger when faced with a stronger opponent.

Now, seeing Yun Shuwen hunched over, he could barely speak.

Xiao Fang, on the contrary, felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"etc."

Yun Shuwen's steps froze.

"Things that were given away are being taken back?"

Xiao Fang placed the exquisite rocking horse in his hand on the small table.

"Without you, this ugly thing, my carving skills wouldn't be as impressive. Put it down."

Yun Shuwen burst out laughing.

"Then...then I'll put it on the table!"

He placed the little wooden horse he was carrying on the wooden table next to Yun Shuyao, and then smiled ingratiatingly at Xiao Fang.

"You guys are busy, I'll go check the medicinal herbs first."

After saying that, Yun Shuwen ran away.

Xiao Fang then looked at Yun Shuyao.

Do you still hate him?