If you were cold and aloof in your past life, why are you crying in this one?

Xi Lingxian isn't a lustful wolf; she doesn't need him to serve her every day.

But this person held a grudge against her for her past comment about "living like a widow." She wasn't wrong; he sometimes went out of town on business, sometimes for ten days or half a month at a time, leaving her, a young new bride, alone in an empty house. What else could it be but living like a widow?

He insisted on elevating this to an insult to his male dignity, which she felt was very unfair.

Furthermore, although his service was comfortable, it wasn't truly satisfying until it reached that point.

She didn't want to make things difficult for herself.

"Stop!"

"Since you have so much time to spare, why don't we chat all night long?"

"What do you want to talk about?" He put away the documents in his hand, looking like he was ready to play whatever you wanted.

She kicked off her shoes and sat on the edge of the bed. "You really still want to marry me?"

"Anyone with eyes can see that."

Why?

"Why? Why?"

"Why do you want to marry me?"

"I like you and want to grow old with you." He said it sincerely, without changing his expression, but a closer look at the blush on the base of his neck betrayed him.

But this time, he didn't want her to misunderstand anything again, and wanted to make everything clearer and more understandable.

"It's not for a marriage alliance, nor for any kind of alliance based on interests. I can do those things well without relying on nepotism."

"But if you weren't my wife, I would feel very regretful and my life would be utterly bleak."

Xi Lingxian rested her chin on her hand, gazing at him intently. "I've always had a strained relationship with your mother. Aren't you afraid of another day of turmoil at home?"

"This time there won't be any. Leave everything to me."

"If they want to get anything from me, they must respect you as much as they respect me."

Wang Jue paused, looking apologetic: "It was wrong of me to shirk my responsibilities before. Although you weren't really bullied, it was still wrong of me to leave you in that situation."

Xi Lingxian, hands on her hips, said, "You actually knew that?"

She was indignant: "Do you know that your house is a den of wolves and tigers! It's lucky that I'm strong enough; if I had been a gentle person and entered your house, I would have been devoured to the bone."

"Yes, yes, you're amazing, that's why God arranged for you to be my wife."

Xi Lingxian wrinkled her nose, looking disgusted: "Don't give me that, I haven't agreed yet."

She rolled over and lay flat on her back with her arms and legs outstretched.

Wang Jue lay down with her; there was plenty of time, and he wasn't in a hurry.

The two of them were surrounded by each other's light and pleasant scents, which brought them a sense of peace.

Xi Lingxian nestled beside him, her body and mind relaxed, and she became drowsy.

Half-asleep, a sudden, inexplicable chill ran through her lower abdomen. The icy sensation spread rapidly down her abdomen, causing her to abruptly open her eyes, a sense of unease rising within her.

She subconsciously tightened her grip on her fingertips, silently calculating the days ahead.

It was still several days away, how could it have suddenly come...?

The thought had barely formed when a sharp, stabbing pain suddenly struck his lower abdomen, each wave stronger than the last.

Wang Jue was a light sleeper, and upon noticing her unusual behavior, he instantly woke up.

He turned to the side and saw her pale face and furrowed brows, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Xi Lingxian was experiencing wave after wave of cramping pain in her lower abdomen, feeling weak all over. She stammered, "You...you quickly call a maid for me, I...I think I've...gotten my period."

Wang Jue was taken aback. Seeing her curled up in pain, he blurted out instinctively, "Isn't it not time yet?"

Xi Lingxian was both ashamed and embarrassed. Forgetting her stomach pain, she glared at him and said weakly, "You...you actually remember the date I was born?"

When questioned like this, the usually calm and composed man was unusually flustered. He coughed lightly and avoided her gaze, saying, "Your periods are always punctual and easy to remember."

Xi Lingxian was feeling unwell and had no energy to argue with him. She clutched his sleeve and weakly urged him to call for a maid.

Wang Jue immediately called for the maidservant to attend to her. Tao Zhi immediately understood what was going on and quickly stepped forward to support Xi Lingxian, who was weak all over and suffering from severe abdominal pain. She gently helped her to the inner room, where she was simply wiped clean and changed into a loose, soft, light and breathable cotton nightgown.

Cai Ping brought over the hot water bottle that had been prepared in advance, carefully wrapped it in a soft cloth, and placed it beside the couch.

Wang Jue, seeing her pale and weak appearance, called out to Tao Zhi.

"Does she always feel this bad?"

Peach Blossom bowed her head and replied respectfully in a soft voice, "Young master, on the first day of each of my periods, I always experience lower back pain, abdominal cramps, and chills. The first day is the hardest, but it gradually subsides over the next few days."

Wang Jue frowned even more deeply, nodded in a deep voice, and dismissed all the maids.

Xi Lingxian lay back on the bed, feeling utterly weak. The cramps in her lower abdomen hadn't lessened at all. Her hands and feet gradually grew cold, and she curled up into a ball, closing her eyes in discomfort. She didn't even have the strength to speak.

Wang Jue quietly sat on the bed, gently touching her hands and feet. "Why are they so cold? Have you seen a doctor? Is this normal?"

Xi Lingxian opened her eyes weakly, her voice soft, and nodded gently: "It's normal for a woman's hands and feet to be cold during her period, there's no need to make a fuss about it."

"No, tomorrow morning, have Mr. Zhou come over so he can properly examine your pulse and treat you."

He gently turned to the side, and from behind, he gently pulled her into his arms. He reached out and lifted her cold legs, placing them between his warm legs. His warm palms covered her hands that were covering her lower abdomen, using his own body heat to gradually dispel the chill from her.

His body was warm, and his whole body was burning hot, like a stable and warm human-shaped heater.

Warmth enveloped his body, and the cramps in his lower abdomen gradually subsided. His hands and feet were also warmed by his touch.

Xi Lingxian nestled comfortably in his warm, broad embrace, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat, her nose filled with his refreshing, reassuring scent, and her tense body completely relaxed.

She raised her eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "There's something I've been worried about. Xi Hui is still nowhere to be found, and we haven't been able to catch him yet. He's always a hidden danger, and I won't feel at ease until he's eliminated."

"Don't worry, I have arranged for a thorough search of the entire city to find him. I have a foolproof plan to lure him out on his own."

Xi Lingxian nodded slightly, her brows still furrowed. "And what about the Prince of Chenliu? Was it him who secretly used the Gu poison to harm you and me? He's extremely cunning; does he have any other tricks up his sleeve? Will he try to harm us again...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Jue suddenly leaned down slightly and gently kissed her forehead with his warm lips, instantly silencing all her worried words.

"I'll take care of everything and eliminate all potential problems. You can rest assured."

Xi Lingxian had always been attracted to his calm, composed, and strategic demeanor; he was unhurried in the face of adversity and could handle everything properly.

She said no more, snuggling closer into his warm, burning embrace, burying her face in his warm clothes.