The eldest uncle’s wife had only been joking, but unexpectedly the woman had nodded and accepted it. Now she didn’t know what to say.

What kind of profession was being a physician for a woman to do? Only midwives were women, right? Besides, even if some family’s daughter understood some medical principles, she wouldn’t say so directly “I’m a physician”—at most she’d say she knew a little. This woman… but this was also normal—what would a fatherless, motherless beggar understand?

“Yes, Yueniang’s medical skills are very good. She’s quite famous in our Yongqing Prefecture,” Chang Yuncheng said from the side.

This time not only the eldest uncle’s wife, but everyone else who heard this was stunned.

Qi Yue paid no attention to their reactions, using the small swaddling to shield as she carefully examined the child, her brow gradually furrowing.

Diarrhea? It was somewhat like that… but also not quite…

“Let’s go inside the house. It’s too windy here to examine properly,” she said, looking up.

The eldest uncle’s wife and others came to their senses at this point.

“No need, no need,” she said with a bland smile. “We’ve already seen a physician and he’s taking medicine. We wouldn’t dare trouble you. Please go home quickly.”

Qi Yue said “oh.” Since the patient’s family wasn’t seeking medical help, she couldn’t force a diagnosis.

“What did the physician say?” she still couldn’t help asking.

“It’s vomiting and diarrhea syndrome. He said to warm the child’s belly and gave some herbal medicine,” Zhao-ge’s wife somehow answered, then hurriedly looked at her mother-in-law, indeed seeing her give her a cold look.

“He’s been taking medicine for several days, right? Does the vomiting and diarrhea exceed three times a day?” Qi Yue asked, looking down again at the child in the swaddling.

“He’s taken medicine and is almost better. He only has diarrhea twice a day, no vomiting. Nothing serious, nothing serious. You should leave quickly,” the eldest uncle’s wife interrupted Qi Yue, smiling.

During this conversation, the child had stopped crying and closed his eyes to sleep.

“He’s been crying and fussing for half the day—now he’s sleeping. Quickly take the child inside,” the eldest uncle’s wife said.

Zhao-ge’s wife didn’t dare disobey and hurried inside.

“Let’s go,” Chang Yuncheng said.

Qi Yue said “oh,” looking once more at the figure of the woman carrying the child who had already gone inside.

She always felt the child’s symptoms were particularly familiar, as if she’d seen them somewhere before. But she had treated many illnesses, so naturally many would seem familiar.

“If the medicine doesn’t work after a few more days, I suggest you have the physician check for other causes. I think it might not be diarrhea,” Qi Yue said, withdrawing her gaze.

The eldest uncle’s wife smiled politely but distantly.

The carriage swayed away into the distance, and the people in front of the Xie house dispersed.

“Husband,” Zhao-ge’s wife emerged from the side, startling Zhao-ge.

“Why haven’t you gone back? Didn’t mother say to take Hao-ge’er back to sleep properly?” Zhao-ge said with a stern face, glancing forward where his parents were being escorted by servants, talking and laughing as they went inside.

“I feel uneasy,” Zhao-ge’s wife said, looking down at the child in her arms. “He’s been taking medicine for many days but is still like this, no improvement…”

Hearing this, Zhao-ge also frowned, looking down at the child in his wife’s arms. This child had come with difficulty too…

“Didn’t Young Physician An say this child has a weak constitution and needs more nurturing?” he said.

“Since the Prince said so, could the Young Madam really be a physician?” Zhao-ge’s wife suddenly asked.

Zhao-ge’s expression was somewhat conflicted.

By rights, Chang Yuncheng was absolutely not someone who would lie, but…

“Really ridiculous,” the eldest uncle’s wife said to those beside her as she walked. “Motherless children are precious, but those of us with mothers aren’t precious? Using our child to curry favor—this is too much bullying. She even told the old lady about some miracle doctor, and the old lady spat it right back at her. Now she comes to me—does she think I don’t dare spit too…”

In the carriage, Chang Yuncheng looked at Qi Yue who was frowning.

“Don’t overthink it,” he said after hesitating for a long time, speaking somewhat stiffly. “Eldest uncle’s wife has never liked me, so naturally she won’t like you either.”

Qi Yue laughed at his words, with some curiosity.

“She doesn’t like you? I thought you were the precious treasure of your maternal family,” she laughed.

Chang Yuncheng snorted and leaned against the carriage wall, but said nothing.

Though he said nothing, Qi Yue could sense his low and melancholy mood.

The song “Motherless children are like grass” involuntarily slid through her mind.

“I wasn’t thinking about that,” she laughed. “You know me—whether others like me or not, what does that have to do with me?”

Chang Yuncheng looked at her and pursed his lips.

Speaking so confidently—”you know me”… How would I know? I’m too lazy to know about you…

“I was thinking that child really doesn’t seem like simple diarrhea,” Qi Yue said, her brow furrowing again, then she laughed at herself. “But I’m probably overthinking. The physicians here must be better than me…”

Chang Yuncheng looked at her.

“You people?” he suddenly asked.

Qi Yue felt a chill, her hair standing on end.

“Right, you people of Shanning Prefecture,” she said naturally, looking at Chang Yuncheng with no avoidance in her eyes.

Chang Yuncheng snorted and turned away, ignoring her.

“Oh, right,” Qi Yue remembered something and said.

Chang Yuncheng turned back to see this woman looking at him with bright eyes.

“Why are you riding in the carriage again? Didn’t you not want to see me?” Qi Yue laughed.

It seemed they had fought after that night’s incident, right? When had this guy climbed back into the carriage?

“My carriage,” Chang Yuncheng patted the carriage wall and said blandly.

“Then I’ll go ride a horse,” Qi Yue laughed, actually getting up and moving toward the outside.

This woman always dared to say and do…

“What nonsense!” Chang Yuncheng said, also getting up and reaching out to grab her arm.

One was pretending while the other took it seriously—with this pull, she tumbled over and leaned against him.

“I was joking. I’m not that foolish,” Qi Yue said with a laugh, hurrying to get up and sit apart.

Ever since that night, she always felt somewhat uncomfortable with such intimate contact with Chang Yuncheng.

But Chang Yuncheng didn’t release her. Instead, he gripped tighter, holding Qi Yue in front of him.

“Hey, improper conduct is forbidden,” Qi Yue said, trying to get up again.

“Stupid woman,” Chang Yuncheng said dully, holding her steadily in front of him. “How is this improper conduct?”

That was true too—Qi Yueniang was his wife, he was Qi Yueniang’s husband. This hugging and embracing was quite normal.

Qi Yue laughed dryly twice.

“What’s not my will is improper,” she said, using her elbow to push Chang Yuncheng. “Let go quickly.”

Chang Yuncheng not only didn’t let go but drew even closer.

Hot breath sprayed on her neck, making Qi Yue shiver. She didn’t know if it was her imagination or the carriage’s bumping, but the person behind her also seemed to be trembling slightly, the large hand gripping her arm showing bulging veins.

“Then… what would it take to be according to your will…” a low voice came from behind her ear.

Dead!

Qi Yue suddenly stiffened all over, her mind blank for an instant!

Was… was this a confession?

At her age, having dated before, if she couldn’t understand what was happening at this point, she’d really be playing dumb.

But at this point, playing dumb seemed to be the only way to survive…

Qi Yue laughed dryly twice.

“Don’t play dumb,” Chang Yuncheng’s voice came from behind. Perhaps because he’d said what he wanted to say, he was no longer nervous and his body relaxed.

Qi Yue’s words about discussing the weather were stuck in her throat.

“That… isn’t it a bit inappropriate to discuss this now? The divorce papers have already been written…” she took a deep breath and said.

“There are no divorce papers!” Chang Yuncheng gripped her arm tighter again and replied.

“I’m not blind,” Qi Yue laughed. “Your father wrote it in black and white…”

“That was written by my father. It has nothing to do with me,” Chang Yuncheng said.

Qi Yue was choked again.

“But… but didn’t you have the same intention?” she said.

“No,” Chang Yuncheng replied simply and decisively. “Never.”

“As if,” Qi Yue snorted, so shocked by this response that she turned her head and glared. “You’re fooling an idiot.”

With this turn of her head, the two were almost face to face. Looking at the beautiful face so close, her delicate brows slightly raised and expression lively, Chang Yuncheng could only follow male instinct—one hand cupped the back of Qi Yue’s neck and he kissed her forcefully.

Sealing this mouth that talked too much…

Not allowing her to speak anymore…

Not allowing her to say those stabbing words anymore…

Qi Yue’s eyes widened. She opened her mouth to shout, but this only allowed the man’s kiss to go deeper.

Lips and tongues entangled, sucking, nibbling. This man’s movements became increasingly uncontrollably rough, rapid breathing echoing in the carriage, adding to the excitement.

Whether from lack of oxygen or not, Qi Yue had become dazed, not even knowing when she’d been pressed down, until a pair of hands grasped the softness at her chest, the slightly rough large hands kneading heavily, bringing stimulation mixed with slight pain.

Qi Yue snapped back to awareness, using hands and feet to push and shove at the person pressing on her who was still nuzzling and biting wildly.

“Chang Yuncheng!” she let out a shriek, the sound penetrating the carriage and spreading out. Even the horses seemed startled, the carriage bumping several times. Taking this opportunity, Chang Yuncheng was pushed away by Qi Yue’s chaotic kicking and hitting.

“You’re crazy!” His face was flushed, breathing chaotic, as he growled, reaching out to cover Qi Yue’s mouth as she was about to scream again.

Qi Yue shook her head violently, throwing off his hand.

“You’re the one who’s crazy!” she shouted, equally agitated with a flushed face, using her hands to hastily gather her clothes that had been mostly undone, blocking the half-exposed spring scenery. With a face full of anger, she kicked at Chang Yuncheng. “Pervert, sex maniac, hooligan, bastard…”

Chang Yuncheng took her wild kicks and hits, his face full of irritation.

“What’s wrong now!” he roared, reaching out to grab Qi Yue’s legs. “What exactly are you making a fuss about! What exactly do you want!”

“You… you… you’re shameless!” Qi Yue fiercely broke free from his restraint and shouted.

Chang Yuncheng grabbed her over.

“How am I shameless?” he also shouted fiercely. “It’s natural for me to sleep with my woman—how is that shameless? What are you fussing about, you annoying woman? I’m not a monk! Are you trying to suffocate me to death!”