At first, she might not have realized it, but gradually, she did. She was definitely duped, having fallen into Shu Yu’s trap, but for her and them, her pretending not to know despite understanding everything actually turned out to be a good thing. After all, she knew that some things were just a matter of time, and indeed, a necessary process. Pressing a hand on her shoulder, she turned to look at Yixuan, "Let’s rewrite our marriage vows after this busy period." The marriage vows written when she married into the family had been hidden away by Mother Dong. They had left in such a hurry that there wasn’t time to take the marriage vows with them. Yixuan was startled and then slowly said one word, "Okay." Joy tinged his features. The issue of the marriage vows was first known by his eldest brother, then Third Brother came to know of it, and as time passed, the others also had an inkling. But since the wife did not bring it up, they also pretended not to know. Dong Huiying looked out the window. Previously, since several braziers had been lit in the room, and she had been busy, she had broken out in much sweat and thus had opened the window to disperse the heat. Now, looking at the snowy scene outside, she felt quietly contented with the years. When the eldest brother came inside from the outdoors, he saw this scene. His wife was holding a cup of warm tea, sitting by the window, and his sixth brother was massaging her shoulders. Both had gentle smiles on their faces, which warmed his heart and instantly dispelled the cold enveloping him. "Why is the window open?" Liang Zhichen asked as he closed the window. Yixuan and his wife exchanged a look, "The brazier was too hot, and she felt warm earlier, so she opened the window to let out some heat." Liang Zhichen stretched out his hand, gently tucking her hair, which had fallen onto her face, behind her ear, "The cold in winter is severe, don’t seek the cool, be careful of catching a chill." "Okay," she chuckled in response, this man really was a worrier. Seeing the snow on his shoulders, she stood up to brush it off for him, "Where were you just now, coming back with snow all over you?" Liang Zhichen sighed, "People from Black Wind Camp sent a letter, so I went to Anyang Village." Although they hadn’t told Su Lang about their move to Purple Garden, Anyang Village, where Black Wind Camp was located, wasn’t far from here, and Su Lang, being well-informed, had been covertly keeping an eye on their situation. Dong Huiying recalled that a few months ago, they were supposed to settle in Anyang Village, but due to the village’s exclusion of outsiders, they had run here to Balibao instead. She couldn’t help but ask, "I noticed that Su Lang and his people seem to particularly dislike soldiers, is there a hidden reason for this?" Liang Zhichen replied, "I have some speculations, but it’s not yet time to conclude." Dong Huiying got the idea. Su Lang and his people had mentioned the "Xinsan Army," which consisted entirely of women, in a world where women held the highest esteem, and as for men... in the army, they had only one use. Military prostitutes! Most were either descendants of criminals or men abandoned by their wives, then conscripted into the army. Liang Zhichen hesitated for a moment, "... My lady, Zhichen has an impertinent request?" Dong Huiying glared at him, "I really can’t get used to you being so formal with me." He gave a sheepish laugh, going along smoothly, "Okay, it’s my mistake." Then, he continued, "Actually, I went to Anyang Village because Su Lang is ill. I just returned from his place; he’s quite sick." "Alright, it’s getting late today, let’s set off tomorrow, and I will accompany you," she decided then and there. At night, Yixuan, holding his blanket, gently pushed open the door and entered his wife’s room.