The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

The affair had just ended.

Before Shilan could catch her breath and her consciousness could return from the clouds, Zhang Yun had already recovered and carefully picked her up horizontally, carrying her straight to the bathroom in the adjacent warm pavilion.

Warm water was already prepared. He gently placed her into the bathtub before turning back to the inner room. He deftly tore off the messy bed sheet and threw it into a lacquer box. Then he took out a brand new sheet from the cabinet. His movements were skillful and fluid.

Only then did he return to the bathroom, retrieve a fine cotton cloth, and gently and patiently clean her up, change her into clean nightgown, and then carry her back to the now-cleaned bed.

Shilan felt weak all over and let him do as he pleased, but she couldn't help but glance at him and whispered reproachfully, "You really can hold back."

It's not inside.

That's easy to say, but not everyone can do it.

A hint of smugness flashed in Zhang Yun's eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her still-rosy cheek, replying with a light laugh, "Thank you for your praise, my wife."

Shilan was too lazy to argue with him. In any case, she wasn't the one who was losing out, and she hadn't missed out on any of the pleasure she was entitled to. If he liked to suffer losses like this, then so be it.

He simply scoffed, "Let's see how long you can hold out."

Little did they know that their words would become a self-fulfilling prophecy.

For the next three years, Zhang Yun carried on this endurance and perseverance to the very end.

Even though Shilan was competitive and secretly collected some erotic picture books, learned all sorts of techniques, and used her boldness to seduce Zhang Yun, Zhang Yun happily accepted them all and became uncontrollably addicted, just as she wished.

But every time it comes to the most critical moment, he can still retain a sliver of clarity, pull back from the brink, and forcefully withdraw.

No, that's not Qingming Festival at all.

That's clearly his stubborn nature!

Shilan was completely at a loss with this person.

I also admire his unwavering commitment born of love, his steadfast promises, and the true responsibility of a man.

I also resent that he actually did what he said he would do.

She really wanted to have another daughter!

Fu Ge'er grew up day by day, remaining intelligent and healthy, but a boy is still a boy.

After she started reading, her little mouth became more and more eloquent, constantly spouting quotations from sages and gentlemen, and she would nitpick over the words she used in her daily jokes, arguing with her endlessly.

Shilan felt that her overflowing maternal love was slowly being worn away by the endless, unanswerable arguments day after day.

From being inseparable from him at the very beginning, to now getting a headache just hearing him call out "Mom" in his voice!

From the first time he went to the study to begin his studies, she secretly wiped away tears outside the door, and now she wished that her teacher would keep him for a few more hours!

Shilan realized with a heavy heart that she seemed to be experiencing the reality that all loving mothers would eventually face.

Especially when compared to Andy Lau, this sense of loss is amplified.

Both of them were pampered and raised, and they also started school. However, Hua Jie'er became more and more considerate and sensible. Her little mouth was so sweet that it was like honey. No matter how outspoken her sister-in-law Wang Ruofu was, the child knew how to smooth things over. In private, she would also coax her mother to be happy and praise her mother to the skies.

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In her spare time, she would accompany her mother to choose fabrics and jewelry, offering her own unique insights, instead of being like that brat who always casually said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

What a spoilsport!

If there are minor disagreements between parents, they should try to appease both sides and create an opportunity for them to break the ice until they reconcile.

...Unlike his own simpleton, who actually came over in a serious tone, trying to analyze: "Father is in the right, and Mother also has some merit, but she spoke a little too hastily..."

Hearing this, Shilan just wanted to stuff him back into her belly!

But life quietly slips by amidst these mundane yet vibrant moments.

Three years later, Zhang Yun received another military order to be transferred to the border.

On this trip out of the capital, he also brought with him the newly improved Thunderclap Cannon, the more powerful Fire Crossbow, and the cannon that was already taking shape!

As their separation drew near, Shilan's petty grievances, typical of a couple's affection, had long since vanished, leaving only a heavy sense of reluctance.

At night, he held Zhang Yun tightly, refusing to let go.

Zhang Yun held her tightly in his arms, lowered his head to kiss her gently, and comforted her, "This time we have powerful weapons in our hands, and the soldiers' morale is high. As long as the Liao people dare to invade, we will beat them until they are terrified and beg for peace. When that time comes, I will be able to come back to be with you more often."

Shilan buried her face in his firm chest, inhaling his reassuring scent, and softly replied, "You keep your word."

Zhang Yun left, carrying brand-new weapons of war, heading to the northern frontier.

Shilan felt lost and dejected for several days, staring blankly at the half-empty bed.

But springtime was just right, with lush grass and singing birds, and invitations to polo clubs poured in like snowflakes, making the capital as bustling and lively as ever.

She quickly recovered and went out with friends to enjoy the spring scenery and banquets, making her life fulfilling.

However, in the last two days, she noticed that something was wrong with Fu Ge'er.

The little guy's appetite has increased; he used to eat one bowl of rice a day, but now he eats two.

He also always liked to bring things into his study to use, and when asked, he would say that he was rushing to finish his homework and didn't want to be disturbed.

That's fine.

Unfortunately, Songzhi also discovered that the little guy had secretly sneaked into her main room and taken several pieces of jewelry from her dressing table.

Shilan was puzzled.

She never lacked anything for him, whether it was food or other necessities.

Just as she was about to ask what was going on, that afternoon, Granny Chang, who served Madam Bai of the Ningyuan Marquis's residence, rushed in, looking extremely anxious. Upon seeing Shilan, she disregarded formalities and hurriedly asked, "Second Madam, has your Fu-ge'er seen our Ye-ge'er recently?"

Shilan's heart stirred, and she looked at Fu Ge'er, who was fiddling with the nine-linked rings.

The little guy's back stiffened almost imperceptibly, but his hands didn't stop moving. Without raising his head, he answered crisply, "No, Granny Chang, I have never seen Brother Tingye."

A wise child is better than his mother.

Despite his efforts to appear calm and collected, Shilan immediately saw through the little guy's lie.

She remained calm, first inviting Granny Chang to sit down, and said slowly, "Granny, please don't be hasty, tell me slowly. Has something happened to Tingye? Why did he come here?"

Granny Chang's eyes reddened, filled with anger and anxiety, and she no longer cared about the family scandal being aired in public.

Since the Gu family doesn't know how to behave, why would they need a nanny from a merchant's family to cover up their ugliness?

Moreover, she had always known that the Second Madam Qin of the Zhang family had never been kind to the Gu family, so she poured out all her grievances.