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

I'm tired.

Gu Jinghuai repeated it, his voice turning colder.

Su Yuyan, however, did not detect his impatience. She still looked up with that pitiful face, her eyes gleaming with calculation.

"My lord, I know there are many things to do in the household right now, but if... if I could conceive a child."

"If I can bring some joy to the Marquis's mansion, Father might not be so angry anymore and might even accept me back..."

"you……"

Gu Jinghuai looked at her and suddenly fell silent.

He remembered her from his past life; she was the same way, always looking at him with those innocent yet ambitious eyes.

At that time, he only felt a flutter in his heart and thought she was a genuine person.

But now, seeing her still thinking about "using her child to climb the social ladder" at a time like this, I feel a wave of nausea rising in my throat.

When Yun Shuyao used to gently remove his outer robe, her fingertips were always light, with a touch of careful tenderness.

Even though it's the same issue with the child, Yun Shuyao only feels sorry for him suffering from the accident.

She turned around and took all the blame for being childless, never letting him feel embarrassed in the slightest.

That's enough.

Gu Jinghuai abruptly slapped her hand away, the force so great that she staggered backward, her shy expression instantly turning into astonishment.

He didn't look at Su Yuyan again, straightened his clothes which she had rumpled, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"I'm going to sleep in the study."

After saying that, he turned and left without even looking back.

Su Yuyan stood there, stunned, watching his resolute back, tears streaming down her face.

She didn't understand why her cousin had made promises to her right in front of the brothel.

Why have you become so cold after just one night?

The news that Gu Jinghuai "refused to consummate his marriage with Su Yuyan" spread like wildfire throughout the entire Marquis's mansion in half a day.

When the servants brought food and water, the contempt in their eyes was almost undisguised.

"Hmph, she really thinks she's the Crown Prince's consort?"

The maid who brought her breakfast placed the tray heavily on the table, spilling half a bowl of thin porridge.

"Don't they even know where they came from? Slaves from the brothel, and they still dream of becoming masters?"

Another maid sneered.

"That's right, even though we are servants, we come from respectable families."

Unlike her, who was ridden by thousands and stepped on by tens of thousands.

Su Yuyan clenched her fists, wanting to lash out, but then remembered that she was now living under someone else's roof.

Even the Lady of the Marquis disliked her, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

But what's even more embarrassing is yet to come.

At lunchtime, no one came to deliver the food again.

The herbal tea in the pot was all gone, and no one came to refill it even after calling for a long time.

She wanted to go out for some fresh air, but the old woman at the door stopped her.

"Aunt Liu said you're not allowed to go anywhere, lest the Marquis see you and get angry."

As the sun set, the gate to the courtyard creaked in the wind, and the house was dark inside, with no one even lighting a lamp.

Su Yuyan sat on the cold couch, touching her empty stomach, finally experiencing the feeling of falling from the clouds into the mud.

She thought marrying into the Marquis's family would be the pinnacle of her life, but little did she know that it was just the beginning of being trampled underfoot.

The man she had placed so much hope in found even looking at her annoying.

The sound of servants chatting and laughing came from outside the window, mixed with comments such as "Miss Yun was so much better" and "How peaceful the mansion was back then".

Su Yuyan covered her ears, but tears streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls.

She then realized that some positions cannot be secured simply by seizing them.

Prince Zhenbei's Mansion

When the sun was high in the sky, Yun Shuyao woke up because she was hungry.

The man beside her was still asleep, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow under his eyelids.

Without his usual sharpness, he revealed a youthful air.

Just as she was about to quietly move away, her waist suddenly tightened, and she was pulled back into a warm embrace.

"woke up?"

Xiao Fang's voice carried a lazy, playful tone.

"Is Miss Yun trying to run away?"

Yun Shuyao's face flushed red as she struggled to get up.

"It's time to eat..."

Are you hungry?

He buried his face in the crook of her neck and groaned softly, his breath hot enough to make her skin tingle.

"That's right, if you're full, then I'll have something to eat..."

He paused deliberately and blew a breath into her ear.

"...Why don't you hold off for a bit and let me eat my fill first?"

The last few words were spoken ambiguously, and Yun Shuyao's ears turned so red they could bleed, and her hand that was trying to push him went limp.

"Stop messing around... I'm really hungry!"

"Okay, I'll stop fooling around."

Then Xiao Fang called out to people outside the door.

A moment later, the maid brought in warm meat porridge and two plates of delicate side dishes.

Yun Shuyao tried to get out of bed, but found that her legs were as weak as noodles, and her groin area was also slightly uncomfortable.

Her expression immediately turned somewhat somber.

Upon seeing this, the culprit shuddered, immediately took the porridge, and patiently fed Yun Shuyao himself.

With Xiao Fang's patient care, Yun Shuyao's expression finally improved somewhat.

Just as she was about to give this man a friendly look, she suddenly looked up and met his triumphant smile.

Xiao Fang dismissed the maid and gently stroked her flushed cheek with his fingertips.

"Yesterday was the first time, you must not be used to it yet."

He leaned closer, his voice extremely low, as if he were whispering.

"Just do it a few more times, okay?"

His tone carried the teasing of a spoiled young master, but his eyes were bright, hiding a hint of nervousness, like a child afraid of being rejected.

Yun Shuyao's heart pounded like a drum under his gaze. Just as she was about to say no again, he turned her over and pinned her down.

The man's kiss landed urgently, carrying a unique coolness, yet more lingering than the night before.

"obedient."

Xiao Fang bit her lip, his voice muffled.

"I didn't perform well yesterday, but I'm sure it will be different this time."

As he said this, his hand wandered into her clothes, driven by youthful impulsiveness.

"Besides..."

Xiao Fang then gently bit her earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly.

"...You don't need to 'work hard,' just enjoy it and you'll wake up."

"you!"

Yun Shuyao was both angry and embarrassed, but he kissed her so much that she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Looking at her reddened eyes, Xiao Fang's teasing expression slowly turned into a smile. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, his movements becoming much gentler.

"How dare you."

He ran his fingers through Yun Shuyao's hair, his fingertips then sliding down to her collarbone, gently caressing it.

"Don't you like it?"

Yun Shuyao pushed him away with great effort.

"My mother said that if a new bride can't get out of bed on her first day, she'll be laughed at..."

"Who dares to laugh at us?"

Xiao Fang raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying his usual domineering air, yet tinged with a strong sense of protectiveness.

"With me here, who dares to say a word?"

He suddenly lowered his head and bit a shallow mark on her neck, then smiled triumphantly.

"Besides, letting them know that my wife is 'tired' by me makes me look really powerful."

Yun Shuyao was amused by his shameless behavior and pushed him less forcefully.

"Never serious."

"I never pretend to be serious, and I don't need to pretend at all in front of you."

He suddenly became serious, his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes unusually earnest.

"Shu Yao, you don't need to follow so many rules when you're with me."

Yun Shuyao was stunned for a moment, then her eyes reddened slightly as she looked down at their clasped hands.

The man's large, well-defined hands held hers carefully, with a touch of clumsy tenderness.

Yun Shuyao saw the reflection in his eyes and suddenly felt no longer ashamed.

She gave a soft "hmm" and then gripped his hand tightly in return.

The temperature inside the tent slowly rose again, carrying a slightly sweet and sticky feeling.

The birdsong outside the window and the distant morning bells became the background music for this moment of tenderness.

Xiao Fang truly loves her, from the bottom of his heart to the core; he can't hide it, nor does he want to.

"You're only allowed to come once."

"All right."

Yun Shuyao was wondering why he was being so easy to talk to when she heard him add:

"I want to try it on the vanity."

Before Yun Shuyao could object, her mouth was sealed shut.

The next moment, he was picked up and carried...