After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Xu Wantang did not completely faint; she was in a daze, feeling light and airy, as if she were being held.

A moment later, she lay down, and a warm hand touched her forehead.

"Go get the medicine."

As the man's deep voice rang out, Xu Wantang felt a gaze fall upon her.

It's subtle and understated, almost as if it happened unintentionally.

But after it was moved, it was moved back.

Xu Wantang wanted to open her eyes and see, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her eyelids.

He let the gaze of the person opposite him fall on his face.

She was helped up by someone supporting her back when Lin Yue returned with the medicine.

The other person seemed to want her to sit up properly, but her body felt limp, and she kept leaning against their warm chest.

But soon the other party made her their official partner.

She collapsed again.

After going back and forth three times, Xu Wantang let out a soft sigh.

She swallowed the medicine against the firm chest and then lay back down.

Lin Yue, standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the last remaining lotus seed soup on the tray.

"Second Young Master, the Third Young Master's wife not only treats you like the king of the wishing well... cough cough, she also treats you like a sheep, taking as much as she can from you once she catches you."

This food is clearly not what Cen Yuan likes.

Xu Wantang rushed to spill the food before fainting, all for the sake of...

That's utterly green tea!

Lin Yue was about to continue speaking when she met the man's cold, dark eyes.

He gave a dry laugh and obediently shut his mouth.

See through it but don't point it out.

Xu Wantang heard it intermittently, only hearing something about sheep.

But she didn't cook lamb.

She had no idea what Cen Yuan liked to eat; she wasn't some kind of protagonist with a cheat code who was an expert in all eight major cuisines.

They can make delicious food right away.

She simply made a mess of things, but the only thing she got inspiration for was the lotus seed soup from the head chef.

The lotus seeds were not removed; they were slightly bitter.

So when she spilled the food, she made sure to save the lotus seed soup.

My intuition tells me that Cen Yuan would like it.

At this point, the medication took effect, and Xu Wantang just wanted to sleep.

But she felt insecure, so she turned slightly to the side as if she were leaning against a cashmere blanket with the scent of sandalwood in her own room, reaching out to grasp the sandalwood fragrance beside her.

She didn't fall asleep until she grasped something.

Cen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the arm that had suddenly been hugged.

The woman rubbed her cheek against the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist, the slightly feverish temperature soothing her skin.

Cen Yuan tried to pull his hand away without making a sound, but the woman hugged him tighter and tighter, her hair getting tangled between his fingers.

It looked so soft and yielding, yet it tightened its grip more and more.

Cen Yuan lowered his eyes and gazed at her, looking as lazy as a cat, except that his cheeks were flushed.

Just like... she was lying beneath Cen Shichuan.

Cen Yuan frowned slightly, his eyelids lowered, concealing the emotions in his eyes.

As I looked away, Lin Yue walked over.

"Hey, what's that on the Third Young Mistress's arm? Why is it all red?"

As he spoke, he gently rolled up his sleeve, revealing a surprised expression.

"So many defensive damage?"

He was skilled in martial arts and could tell the difference between doing that kind of thing and defending against wounds at a glance.

Lin Yue wanted to flirt a little to see just how much there was.

Unexpectedly, Xu Wantang suddenly reacted violently.

He looked like a cat with its fur standing on end.

He waved his hands wildly and kicked his feet haphazardly.

They even wished they could sink themselves into the sofa.

He kept muttering, "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! I don't want to... I don't want to..."

The image of her huddled by the bed flashed through Cen Yuan's mind.

Even from a distance, you could clearly see her trembling shoulders and her perpetually stiff head.

He knew that Cen Shichuan had deliberately shown it to him.

Cen Shichuan has been like this since he was a child; he will stop at nothing to verify the results of anything or anyone he doubts.

But Cen Shichuan and Xu Wantang are husband and wife, so he has no right to ask any questions.

Looking at the large bruises on Xu Wantang's arm, the man's dark eyes were unusually calm and unusually deep.

He reached out to control Xu Wantang's hands, but she scratched him hard.

"Second Young Master, are you alright? Why don't I do it? I'm strong..." Lin Yue said.

"fine."

The man uttered two words softly, then subconsciously covered his mouth.

Lin Yue was slightly surprised, but still stepped aside.

The next second, Xu Wantang's hands were firmly grasped, and a slightly hot breath fell beside her ear.

"breathe."

With each breath, there is the deep, rich scent of agarwood.

It feels like I'm so, so close to her...

With her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembled, and she instinctively called out.

"Second Brother."

It was very soft, so soft, as if she were whispering it to herself.

But a few seconds later, she heard a soft response.

"Um."

Xu Wantang stopped struggling and quietly fell asleep.

This time she didn't have nightmares, and even felt that her hands were very comfortable and cool.

And so, she slept soundly for three hours.

When I woke up, the sun was shining brightly, casting a golden glow through the tree branches and falling squarely on the man by the window.

He held the Buddhist prayer beads and quietly closed his eyes.

Even her eyelashes shone.

Cen Yuan seemed to sense something, and slowly raised his eyes, just in time to meet Xu Wantang's gaze.

When their eyes met, his deep eyes were also bathed in a soft golden light from the sunlight, yet they also carried an unapproachable distance.

He stroked the prayer beads with his fingertips and said calmly, "Take the things on the table away."

Xu Wantang looked down at the table and saw a bulging envelope.

She picked it up and touched it, immediately revealing an excited expression.

key!

Warehouse key!

She quickly stood up: "Thank you, Second Brother."

Who says making a wish is useless!

She added, "Then I won't bother you any longer, Second Brother. Goodbye."

After saying that, she walked out of the house.

I almost bumped into Lin Yue.

Lin Yue glanced at the envelope in her hand: "Third Young Madam, why do you always just take things and leave?"

Xu Wantang smiled awkwardly, and was about to explain when she saw that Lin Yue was still holding an empty bowl.

"You ate it all? Then I did it on purpose..."

"What do you mean, 'specially'? I can't eat it? To help you, the second young master and I..."

Lin Yue, like her, stopped halfway through her sentence.

"What happened between you and the second young master?" Xu Wantang asked curiously.

"It's alright," Lin Yue waved.

Xu Wantang didn't ask any more questions, and left with the envelope in her hand: "Then I'll cook something delicious next time. I'm leaving now."

Lin Yue turned around and found the man leaning against the windowsill, his expression unreadable, with a few begonia petals in his hand.

……

Xu Wantang couldn't wait to open the warehouse door.

When the key was poured out of the envelope, something else fell out as well.

medicine.

There was a paper sticker on the back.

Three times a day, with meals.

Not a single word more.

Xu Wantang stared at the flowing handwriting, then inexplicably flattened the paper and put it back in the envelope.

When I opened the door, I thought it would be full of dust inside.

Surprisingly, it was quite clean, and even the other party's table and chairs were quietly sitting in the corner.

I never expected the Cen family's servants to be so diligent.

Thinking about it, Xu Wantang jumped up, and those familiar movements and melodies flowed out naturally as soon as she closed her eyes.

However, before she was fully recovered, she suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.

Even so, she was still very happy.

She was finally one step closer to escaping her fate.

She looked around the warehouse, and when she turned to look out the window, she found that she could see Cen Yuan's room right there.

What was Lin Yue trying to say just now?

Ding--

The text message interrupted Xu Wantang's thoughts.

It's a message from the teacher.

"Wantang, this is her new dance, which is very disadvantageous for you."

She is Xu Chuxue.

She is now known as the masked goddess, Xina.

Clicking the video link reveals Xu Chuxue gracefully dancing under a large tree, dressed in a snow-white gauze dress.

Every movement was familiar to Xu Wantang, etched into her mind.