The temperamental white moonlight is back, and the entire Marquis's family obediently calls him

"If Zhaozhao doesn't like it, I won't use incense anymore."

Zhou Ningchuan spoke, but his eyes betrayed his disappointment and grievance.

Seeing this, Lu Mingzhao waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "That's not what I meant. This fragrance... it smells really nice, really."

Zhou Ningchuan then raised his head again, leaned closer to his wife, and asked in a low voice, "Does Zhaozhao like it?"

Having been married for many years, Lu Mingzhao was naturally very familiar with the implied meanings behind Zhou Ningchuan's actions and words.

Zhou Ningchuan knelt on one knee, his posture humble and his tone gentle, but the desire in his eyes was naked and undisguised.

She blushed, coughed lightly, and nudged his shoulder: "It's just dawn, don't be silly, you're still injured."

Zhou Ningchuan rubbed his wife's palm, looking pitiful: "But Zhaozhao, I've been busy all night, and I'm so tired and sleepy now."

"Zhaozhao, will you lie down with me for a while?"

Under Zhou Ningchuan's relentless gaze, Lu Mingzhao finally sighed.

"Okay, but you have to promise me you won't do anything rash, or I'll turn on you immediately."

Zhou Ningchuan nodded obediently, letting his wife take off his coat and lead him to the bed.

The bed was filled with Lu Mingzhao's scent. He hugged the blanket and took a deep breath, feeling happy and at peace for the first time in more than ten years.

Lu Mingzhao couldn't help but laugh at his childish behavior.

She lay down beside him, propping her chin up with her arm, and gently stroking his eyebrows and eyes with her other hand.

"Zhou Ningchuan, you've changed so much."

"Don't frown so much anymore. I can see the marks left by frowning between your brows."

"And this scar at the end of your eyebrow, it looks like it almost hit your eye, how dangerous!"

Zhou Ningchuan gazed at his wife with adoration, wishing he could stay in that moment forever.

But upon hearing the last sentence, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

If he knew his wife would come back, he would definitely protect his face and leave a scar. Firstly, it would worry his wife, and secondly, it wouldn't look as good.

Back in the village, he was one of the most handsome men, and he never worried that his wife would fall for someone else.

But now that he's in the capital, there are beautiful women everywhere, and he's really afraid his wife will be seduced by other men.

Fortunately, the capital city is not like the village, and as a noblewoman, his wife could not wander around outside every day.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly heard his wife sigh, "Thanks to Wei Wang's medicine, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Zhou Ningchuan was taken aback, and a sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart.

"Wei Wang... Zhao Zhao, how did you meet him?"

Lu Mingzhao then recounted the whole story of how she met Prince Wei.

As she spoke, she couldn't help but spit out, "It's all that time-traveling woman's fault. She just left and left me with such a huge mess."

"Now, no matter what I say, Wei Wang won't believe me, and he's got a handle on me. But fortunately, he seems to be trying to get some information out of me and is keeping me at arm's length."

"We're safe for now, but we'll have to take things one step at a time."

Zhou Ningchuan interpreted these words differently.

His Zhao Zhao not only had to maintain contact with other men, but he also didn't know when it would stop.

Lu Mingzhao then asked, "You must have heard of Prince Wei, right? What kind of person do you think he is?"

Zhou Ningchuan suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

However, he tried his best to remain calm and objective as he spoke:

"Oh, I've heard of this Wei Wang. He's good-for-nothing, has no redeeming qualities, and supposedly isn't much to look at. What do you think, Zhao Zhao? He really is pretty average-looking, isn't he?"

"..."

Lu Mingzhao easily detected a strong smell of vinegar in the air.

She glanced at her husband with a complicated expression, but ultimately chose to give in and nodded, "Yes, of course I can't compare to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ningchuan's lips involuntarily curled up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Then I'll accompany you whenever you go to see him from now on." Zhou Ningchuan seized the opportunity and quickly added, "By the way, how about I teach him martial arts for you? I've already improved a lot in the skills my parents taught us."

"Or you can simply not go, and I can go alone."

Lu Mingzhao narrowed his eyes, and Zhou Ningchuan wisely shut up.

"You say you're tired? You've talked so much in one go, and you don't seem tired at all."

"Go get some sleep. You haven't been sleeping well these past few days, have you?"

Lu Mingzhao tucked the blanket around him.

Zhou Ningchuan was indeed very sleepy and tired. He obediently stopped talking, quietly held his wife's hand tightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

With her lover lying beside her, Lu Mingzhao felt incredibly safe and fell asleep without realizing it.

When she woke up, Zhou Ningchuan was already sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed neatly, and had been watching her for who knows how long.

"Zhaozhao, a message came from the front yard saying that there are some things that I need to handle personally."

Lu Mingzhao rubbed his eyes: "Then go ahead, you don't need to wait for me to wake up."

Zhou Ningchuan smiled broadly: "Of course I'd let you know. I don't want you to wake up and find me not by your side."

He paused, then took his wife's hand again, reluctant to part: "How about I have them move the study here? That way I can handle military affairs while being with you."

However, this means that people will inevitably come and go in the courtyard, and I'm afraid his Zhaozhao will be disturbed.

"Okay, don't overthink it."

"Just come see me after you've finished your military business, right? I'm right here, I can't run away."

Lu Mingzhao noticed his hesitation, smiled, squeezed his fingers, and urged, "Go on, I'll wait for you here."

Zhou Ningchuan then slowly stood up and slowly moved out of the house, looking back every few steps.

The servants guarding the door had different expressions, but they all kept their heads down in unison.

Over the past decade or so, the discord between the two masters has become commonplace for them.

I thought that when the Marquis came to see the Madam, they would have a big fight and attack and insult each other like before.

What happened today exceeded everyone's expectations.

The Marquis and his wife have reconciled just like that? And they're so inseparable? They even spent two hours together in one bed?

It's truly unbelievable.

This seems like a good sign, but neither of them knows how long this situation will last.

Even Zhao Xianglan, who knew the most inside story, couldn't help but feel uneasy. After watching the Marquis leave, she turned and went into the house.

Seeing that Lu Mingzhao was in much better condition than yesterday, she dared to ask, "Madam, will the Marquis come again tonight? Should I prepare in advance?"

Lu Mingzhao stretched and said, "They should be coming. I'll cook for them myself tonight."

"Nothing else needs to be prepared in advance, but we need to send someone to inform An'an and Xu'er that they will come over for dinner tonight."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xianglan trembled and, lifting her skirt, knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Replying to Madam, I just heard that Miss Chu is going to hold a banquet in the West Courtyard today to celebrate the Marquis's recovery."

Zhou Shixu and Zhou Ming'an have always been close to Chu Yuan'er, so if Chu Yuan'er hosts a banquet tonight, the two children probably won't come here.