Transmigrated into the Scumbag Ex-Wife of the Prime Minister - Chapter 47

After a long cry, Liu Yun’s emotions gradually calmed down. After the female doctor applied the medicine, Lu Yu was still somewhat dazed.

On New Year’s Eve, the medical hall did not keep guests overnight.

Lu Sheng helped call a cart to take the two of them home.

Watching the cart pull away, Lu Sheng pondered for a moment, and as she walked, she said to Qi Zhenshu: “Looking at the marks on Lu Yu’s body, at least two people beat her.”

She had observed Lu Yu’s injuries carefully at the medical hall and found several different shoe prints on her body.

In addition, Lu Yu’s front dress was torn, her back was covered in mud, and her outer coat was scraped, exposing the cotton wadding, like traces from being dragged on the ground.

Lu Sheng spoke for a long time but received no response. She turned to the side and saw that the person who should have been beside her was now lagging far behind.

Qi Zhenshu was frowning, head lowered, clearly lost in thought, and her steps were somewhat distracted.

“Qi Zhenshu?” Lu Sheng stopped and called out to her.

Qi Zhenshu still showed no reaction. Lu Sheng walked back a couple of steps and waved her hand in front of her eyes, “Hey! Qi Zhenshu!”

The person lost in thought finally snapped back to reality.

A faint scent of peach blossoms wafted past Qi Zhenshu’s nose. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. Her gaze swept over Lu Sheng’s shoulder, and she asked indifferently, “What is it?”

“What are you thinking about so intently?”

Lu Sheng instinctively sensed that something felt a little strange about Qi Zhenshu, feeling that she might be in a bad mood?

“Nothing,” Qi Zhenshu said, turning her head slightly.

Qi Zhenshu had said “nothing” many times, but today, it sounded particularly grating to Lu Sheng’s ears.

After spending so much time together, she realized that Qi Zhenshu was genuinely reserved.

It was fine that she usually spoke little; Lu Sheng didn’t think much of it, only assuming her nature was composed.

However, as time went on, Lu Sheng discovered that Qi Zhenshu wouldn’t even express her dislikes openly.

If Lu Sheng served her a dish she didn’t like, she would eat it silently.

Sometimes, she would secretly sulk but wouldn’t tell Lu Sheng. Even when asked, she would only say “nothing.”

Many times, Lu Sheng only realized in hindsight that Qi Zhenshu had been somewhat unhappy.

After secretly observing a few times, Lu Sheng managed to summarize some experiences.

When this person was unhappy or sulking, while seemingly showing no displeasure on the surface, her eyelids would unconsciously droop, and she wouldn’t make eye contact when speaking.

Just like now.

Drooping eyes, low spirits, turning her head to avoid eye contact.

She clearly had something on her mind, but when asked, she insisted it was nothing.

Knowing she still had tasks to do, Lu Sheng could only sigh quietly, deciding to find a chance to talk to her properly later.

The two bought New Year’s goods. Passing by the street corner, they saw someone selling spring couplets. Lu Sheng picked a pair, intending to paste them on the side door of their house.

Back home, Lu Sheng stuffed a small string of brand-new copper coins into the red envelopes she had prepared. Seeing that the sky was still early, she took the couplets and prepared to paste them before leaving.

A few days ago, school was on holiday. Seeing the shop was too busy, Lu Zheng had taken Tangtang to her house to look after her. They had agreed to meet at Lu Sheng’s house with the children later today at Shen Shi (around 3-5 PM).

Lu Sheng measured the height of the door frame and found that even standing on a ladder, her short legs couldn’t reach the top of the door. She went back inside and called Qi Zhenshu to help.

Qi Zhenshu rolled up her sleeves and climbed the long ladder.

Halfway up, Lu Sheng handed her the couplet smeared with paste.

The moment she bent down to take the couplet, Qi Zhenshu smelled that faint peach blossom scent again.

Her attractive thin lips pursed slightly. She lowered her eyes and slowly took the couplet.

“A little to the left.”

Lu Sheng leaned back to check the position of the couplet. Qi Zhenshu moved the couplet to the left.

“That’s good, the right side is a little low.” Lu Sheng squinted to align it, then said with satisfaction, “Perfect, perfect.”

The two, one above and one below, one directing and one applying the effort, collaborated to paste the couplet.

“Be careful.”

Lu Sheng reached out to steady Qi Zhenshu as she descended the ladder. Qi Zhenshu held her hand, and when she reached the last two steps, to steady herself, she placed her other hand on Lu Sheng’s arm.

The hand that had held the red paper left a bright red mark on Lu Sheng’s sleeve.

“Sorry,” Qi Zhenshu said, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Lu Sheng was wearing a light blue cotton jacket today, and the red five-finger print on the sleeve was quite conspicuous.

“It’s okay.”

The red powder, mixed with the paste, didn’t come off when Lu Sheng patted it; instead, it picked up some black dust.

“Forget it, I’ll go change,” Lu Sheng gave up the struggle, put away the ladder, and headed indoors.

“Mm.”

Qi Zhenshu lightly acknowledged, walked behind her with her hands behind her back, and gently rubbed the paste off her hands.

Da da da.

Before Shen Shi, Zhuo Yu drove her carriage to Lu Sheng’s house.

“When did you return, Sister Yu?” Lu Sheng greeted her with a smile.

Since Zhuo Yu had left for an official mission to Qingzhou, she hadn’t returned to Binhe County. Lu Sheng hadn’t expected her to come back for the New Year.

Lu Sheng noticed she had become noticeably thinner, thinking that her trip must have been quite difficult.

“Came back yesterday,” Zhuo Yu replied, smiling, as she took the New Year’s goods from Lu Sheng and placed them on the carriage.

“Mama~”

A little girl, hearing her mother’s voice, eagerly lifted the curtain and peeked out.

Lu Sheng placed the goods on the carriage, picked up the little girl, pinched her cheek, and teased her with a smile, “How come you seem to have gained weight after a few days at Auntie’s house?”

The little girl patted her round tummy and said happily, “My tummy got bigger.”

They say children change daily. In the three months since Lu Sheng had transmigrated, the little girl had not only grown taller but was also rounder, fair-skinned, and particularly cute.

She looked entirely different from the sallow-faced child Lu Sheng had first met.

Just as the carriage reached Lu’er Village, they met Village Head Lu waiting by the big tree at the entrance.

“Oh, I can’t chat with you anymore, the children are back,” Village Head Lu said cheerfully to the others, leaning on his cane.

A while ago, Village Head Lu was ill, so the village re-elected a new head. Free from external duties, Village Head Lu spent his time chatting with the villagers at the village entrance.

Village Head Lu was much better, his energy restored to its usual state, but he still hadn’t recalled what happened on the mountain that day.

“Grandmother, please sit here.”

Zhuo Yu helped her onto the carriage. The two little ones immediately rushed up, calling out “Great-grandmother” and “Grand-aunt.” Village Head Lu was overjoyed.

When they arrived home, Yang Yulan was already busy in the kitchen. Lu Zheng and the others unloaded the New Year’s goods, washed their hands, and went to help in the kitchen.

“Sister Zheng.”

Qi Nan, starting the fire at the stove, smiled and greeted Lu Zheng, who replied with a smile, “Xiao Nan is the most diligent.”

“You’re back?” Yang Yulan, hearing her daughter’s voice, held a cabbage and looked over her shoulder from the sink, “Is Ah Yu back?”

Her daughter-in-law’s job was special, dealing with bandits and master thieves. Every time she went on an official mission, Yang Yulan was always half-worried.

“Yes, she returned yesterday.” Lu Zheng rolled up her sleeves, walked over, and smiled.

“Sister Zheng.”

Qi Bei smiled shallowly and greeted her. Lu Zheng nodded in return.

Half a month ago, Qi Bei brought her daughter, Zhu Qi, to Lu’er Village. She knew some pharmacology and helped at Doctor Ding’s place during the day, which allowed her to treat her child and supplement the household income.

The sisters, with a child and no other close relatives, were invited by Lu Hualin to join them for New Year’s Eve dinner.

“Are you thinner again?” Yang Yulan asked worriedly.

“Not really, just darker,” Lu Zheng replied, sidestepping the issue, and purposefully frowned, complaining, “I was already dark, and this trip made me even darker. I look like charcoal, you can’t see me when the lights are out at night.”

Yang Yulan smiled and shot her a look, “Who was it who said she liked her partner’s wheat-colored skin, saying it looked strong?”

“Cough.”

A gentle cough came from the doorway. Zhuo Yu smiled, called Yang Yulan “Mother,” then turned to Lu Zheng and said, “Dad is calling you.”

Lu Zheng put down the vegetables and walked out. As soon as she left the kitchen, she was pulled into the hallway.

Zhuo Yu pinned her against the wall, using one hand to hold Lu Zheng’s hands and the other to lightly pinch her waist.

“Can’t see me when the lights are out?” Zhuo Yu leaned close to her ear, her deliberately lowered voice husky and seductive. “Who was it last night…”

The warm breath on her ear instantly gave Lu Zheng goosebumps. The scenes from last night flooded her mind.

A couple separated for two months was naturally like dry wood and raging fire, burning fiercely all night.

Her waist was still aching.

Lu Zheng kept a gentle smile on her face, slightly lifted her foot, and stepped on a certain person’s toes, cutting off the rest of the R-rated sentence.

Look at the time, look at the place! In broad daylight, what would people think if they saw them?

“Hiss!” Zhuo Yu gasped, quickly released her, and coaxed softly, “Wife, I was wrong, please forgive me.”

“Hmph.” Lu Zheng gave a light snort and lifted her foot.

Zhuo Yu pouted in grievance, looking plaintively at her wife, “You were the one who disliked me for being dark first.”

Lu Zheng’s heart softened. She reached up and smoothed the wrinkle at Zhuo Yu’s brow, then wrapped her arms around her neck and gave her a light kiss on the corner of her mouth.

“Silly,” Lu Zheng teased with a smile. “I was just worried about you.”

Zhuo Yu’s eyes lit up. She lowered her head and held Lu Zheng’s lips, kissing her.

The two were caught up in their passionate moment, but it made the two people returning from picking vegetables very awkward.

Zhuo Yu and Lu Zheng were standing right in the pathway between the back and front yards. Just now, their Grand-aunt had asked Lu Sheng and the others to go to the field to pick two radishes. They hadn’t expected to run into their sister and her wife making out so openly the moment they left the vegetable patch.

“Are they gone?” After standing against the corner of the wall for a long time, Lu Sheng tugged on Qi Zhenshu’s sleeve and asked.

Qi Zhenshu hesitated, peeked around the corner, and immediately withdrew.

“Not yet,” she looked down at the bamboo basket in her hand, her voice low.

Just now, the two had picked the radishes. Lu Sheng’s shoes were muddy, so she walked a bit slower. Qi Zhenshu waited for her at the corner of the path but unexpectedly saw Zhuo Yu and her wife walking hand-in-hand the moment she turned around.

At first, she thought they were just talking quietly and didn’t pay much attention, but then they were embracing.

Lu Sheng wiped the mud off the sole of her shoe and just reached Qi Zhenshu’s side when she was pulled back firmly by Qi Zhenshu.

“What’s wrong?” Lu Sheng asked, puzzled.

Qi Zhenshu didn’t know how to describe what she had just seen. She pursed her lips and then hesitated, her delicate eyebrows knitting together. She gave a veiled hint: “Big sister.”

“Big sister and Zhuo Yu are outside.”

“What’s wrong with Big Sister being outside?” Lu Sheng was still completely confused.

Qi Zhenshu’s throat tightened. A blush spread across her face. She thought for a moment and then said, “Don’t look at what is improper.”

After speaking, Qi Zhenshu slightly lowered her gaze to Lu Sheng, her face full of difficulty.

Seeing her expression, Lu Sheng finally understood what she meant. She blinked in surprise, unsure what to say for a moment.

The two stood facing each other. The atmosphere became inexplicably awkward. Lu Sheng lightly coughed, turned sideways to stand by the wall, and looked at the vegetable garden.

She sighed inwardly. They say a brief separation makes the heart grow fonder, and it’s certainly true.

Making out so openly in broad daylight, showing off their affection—is this the collapse of morality or the distortion of human nature?

While one couple is displaying their affection, their own couple is standing here staring blankly.

It’s truly unfair!

Lu Sheng felt indignant in her heart, while Qi Zhenshu was filled with inner turmoil.

Are all normal couples as intimate as they are?

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