Chu Lian's body stiffened. She opened her almond-shaped eyes and looked at the man who was emitting a cold aura.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Lian really didn't understand why He Changdi became so nervous after coming back from a trip. After thinking about it, she didn't provoke him today, did she …

He Changdi sat straight in front of her. His handsome face was cold and his eyes were deep and cold. He stared at his wife who didn't know how to sit properly.

She thought about the scene when she met Xiao Bojian at the Wei Palace and the infatuated look in Xiao Bojian's eyes when he saw her.

Even though he knew that his wife had already given up on this' adulterer 'in her past life and even hated Xiao Bojian a little, he still didn't feel good. It was as if he had drunk a bottle of vinegar.

He knew that it was wrong of him to blame everything on the innocent Chu Lian, but he couldn't help but feel jealous.

He Changdi clenched his fists on his knees and turned his head away. He said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

Chu Lian carefully observed her sick husband. She tilted her head and frowned. A moment later, she suddenly laughed. Her laughter was clear and melodious like a silver bell. Even Laiyue, who was accompanying the carriage outside, heard it and curiously pricked up his ears.

He Sanlang didn't expect his wife to suddenly laugh like a flower. Annoyed, he quickly reached out and pulled Chu Lian into his arms. He covered her alluring red lips with his large palm.

His eyes narrowed dangerously. His deep eyes stared straight at his wife as if he wanted to see through Chu Lian's clear eyes and into her heart.

Chu Lian clearly saw the change in his eyes. It went from faint to deep, and finally, there was a dangerous aura that he was determined to win.

How could she still laugh when she was held in the arms of such a dangerous person?

She tactfully hid the smile on her face and stared at him with her watery eyes. It was as if she was asking him to be magnanimous and let her go.

The corners of He Sanlang's lips curled up slightly. The dangerous aura in his eyes was about to spill out. He slowly bent over and nestled closer to Chu Lian. When they could smell each other's breath, he slowly let go of Chu Lian's mouth. He lowered his hoarse voice and said, "Too late!"

After speaking, Chu Lian's bright red lips were sealed by He Sanlang's. No matter how much she struggled, He Changdi's strong arms only tightened around her.

Knowing that he was a domineering guy, Chu Lian gave up struggling and followed his entangling actions.

Her teeth were gently pried open by him, and the softness in her mouth was captured by him. She was forced to dance with him.

In just a short while, Chu Lian's cheeks and neck were flushed red. Her two small hands were tightly gripping the front of his black shirt, one black and one white, giving off an extreme sense of beauty. Very quickly, Chu Lian's little hands turned from clenching to pushing him away.

But He Changdi had a stomach full of anger, so how could he allow her to retreat? He firmly held her soft and fragrant body in his arms, not allowing her to move. His lips and tongue were even more unbridled as they invaded and teased.

He Changdi finally let go of Chu Lian when he finally calmed down the depression in his chest.

But at this time, her face was flushed and she was panting heavily.

Chu Lian glared resentfully at He Changdi's cold face and said angrily, "He Changdi, do you really think I don't have a temper?"

He Changdi's body froze when he heard Chu Lian's words. He lowered his eyes to look at her, his deep eyes carrying a trace of uneasiness that was hard to detect. He pursed his lips that were slightly red from the kiss just now.

He couldn't spit out the apology that was already at the tip of his tongue.

Chu Lian took a deep breath and used a handkerchief to wipe her red and swollen lips. She struggled a few times to free herself from He Changdi's embrace and returned to sit across from him.

She could faintly feel that He Sanlang's gloomy mood had something to do with Xiao Bojian. Perhaps it was also because of the way Xiao Bojian looked at her in the manor.

But what did all of this have to do with her? She wasn't the Chu Lian of the past. She had already tried her best to keep her distance from Xiao Bojian. It wasn't her fault that she ran into Xiao Bojian at the Wei manor today. He Sanlang was being unreasonable by venting his anger on her.

This matter was his own fault, and now he couldn't even say a single word of apology. Even if he had a tsundere temper, he should still be able to distinguish right from wrong!

In the past, she could still tolerate He Sanlang's strange temper. But today, she was truly angry.

Originally, she still had some things she wanted to ask him, but now that the two of them were stuck in a stalemate, how could they talk?

In reality, Chu Lian had a gentle and kind temperament. If someone didn't provoke her first, she would never make things difficult for them. Moreover, she didn't care much about the things in the Great Wu Dynasty, so her personality was even more open.

Now that He Changdi had angered Chu Lian, one reason was because Chu Lian cared about him, and the other was because He Sanlang was truly infuriating.

Chu Lian leaned against the large pillow. Her almond-shaped eyes, which were usually clear and limpid, were closed, as if she didn't want to look at the man in front of her again.

The atmosphere in the small carriage was gloomy. It was so quiet that the rumbling of the carriage's axles could be heard.

Chu Lian supported her head with one hand and closed her eyes. No one knew if she was asleep or not.

He Changdi stared closely at her beautiful little face. His heart was filled with regret that he had never felt before. His fists loosened and tightened, and the depression in his chest grew stronger and stronger. In the end, his entire chest felt like it was going to explode from this depression.

His thin lips opened and closed, and he took a deep breath. Just as he was about to apologize, the carriage suddenly stopped and Lai Yue's voice drifted in.

"Third Young Master, Third Madam, there's a broken carriage in front of us. The road is blocked."

He Changdi was about to speak when Lai Yue interrupted him. His face instantly darkened like the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, "Detour!"

When he finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Chu Lian. She acted as if nothing had happened. She was still leaning against the pillow with her eyes closed, as if she was sleeping.

He Sanlang's heart tightened. It was as if someone had ruthlessly squeezed his fragile heart.

He didn't know why, but when Lai Yue heard his master's voice, he felt a chill on the back of his neck. He shrunk his neck and lifted the reins to order the guards to detour.

However, before the carriage could move, Lai Yue saw a familiar figure.

His expression turned bitter. He could more or less guess that it was the Third Young Master and Third Madam who were throwing a tantrum. However, he couldn't pretend that he didn't see the person who had just stepped out of the carriage. He could only brace himself and say, "Third Young Master, the person sitting in the carriage is the Second Master of the Ying household."

Chu Lian's biological father, Chu Qizheng!

His father-in-law's carriage had broken down halfway. This time, it would be difficult for He Changdi to avoid it.

Although Chu Lian didn't have a good life in the Ying household when she was young, Chu Qizheng was still her biological father. He was the person who gave her life.

Chu Lian, who had been resting with her eyes closed, also opened her eyes.

She didn't even look at He Changdi. Instead, she turned around and ordered Lai Yue, "Invite Second Master to our carriage."