I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

Xiao Yizhuo put one hand around Wen Shutang's waist, pursed his lips and lowered his head to rub Wen Shutang's face, and said in a low voice: "Madam, did you really not see it?"

Wen Shutang leaned relaxedly in his arms, looked up to meet Xiao Yizhuo's eyes, and found that the sadness in his eyes was about to overflow.

Wen Shutang, who was originally smiling, suddenly felt a pang in his heart, thinking that he seemed to have gone too far.

She stretched out her arms and took the initiative to hug Xiao Yizhuo, hugged his neck, and leaned close to stare into his eyes seriously.

"I can see that. I just wanted to tease you."

Xiao Yizhuo held her tightly, his face still looking sad, and he stared at her without saying a word.

He looked just like a wronged big dog whose favorite toy was snatched away by some bad kid. Wen Shutang felt weak in the heart. If his tail were here now, it would have drooped down.

Wen Shutang silently complained in his heart that he had gone too far and made him so sad.

Thinking of this, Wen Shutang held Xiao Yizhuo's face and kissed him hard, and said seriously: "In my opinion, he is just a child, and he is not comparable to my husband at all."

Hearing what she said, a faint light flashed in Xiao Yizhuo's eyes.

Noticing his change in mood, Wen Shutang cleared his throat and continued, "My husband is so handsome and powerful, how can he be compared to a little brat like him."

Xiao Yizhuo tilted his head slightly and made a low nasal sound.

From Wen Shutang's perspective, Xiao Yizhuo was proud.

Realizing this, Wen Shutang couldn't help laughing. She was touched by how cute Xiao Yizhuo was.

Who understands a man who gets jealous and sulks, and then becomes arrogant after being coaxed?

Wen Shutang suppressed the crazy scream in her heart, looked up at Xiao Yizhuo, pecked his jaw lightly, and softened her voice: "Is my husband still angry now?"

Xiao Yizhuo lowered his eyes and looked at the wife in his arms. The anger in his heart had long since disappeared in the face of her praise.

Xiao Yizhuo felt a little helpless. He didn't know that he was so easy to coax. Wen Shutang's few words made his gloomy mood become better.

It seems that he is destined to fall into Wen Shutang's hands.

Xiao Yizhuo lowered his head and put his forehead against hers, his eyes were affectionate and his voice was gentle: "How can I bear to be angry with Madam, I'm just a little unhappy that Madam is in the same room with another man."

Looking at the handsome face so close to him, Wen Shutang swallowed helplessly, his deep voice echoing in his ears.

"Hehe, she is not a man, she just disguised as a man. I asked you to leave just now because I didn't want to make things difficult for her." Wen Shutang explained in a low voice. He felt inexplicably guilty and didn't dare to look Xiao Yizhuo in the eye.

Seeing her avoiding his gaze, Xiao Yizhuo knew that this little fox was deliberately making him angry just to see him make a fool of himself.

The last bit of awkwardness in Xiao Yizhuo's heart completely disappeared after he knew the truth. He lowered his head, bit Wen Shutang's earlobe and grinded it between his teeth, and the hot air he exhaled sprayed on her ears.

"Madam, are you making fun of your husband?"

Feeling the warm touch on her earlobe, Wen Shutang couldn't help but shrink her neck and shiver. Her ears were most sensitive to tickling, and she suddenly got goose bumps all over her body.

She smiled guiltily: "Hey, no, no, I was just joking..."

Before she could finish, Xiao Yizhuo sealed her lips and attacked her with his tongue, not giving her a moment to breathe.

If Xiao Yizhuo's previous kisses were gentle and patient, then this kiss was crazy and overbearing, venting his emotions without reservation.

Wen Shutang hugged his neck and closed his eyes, carefully feeling the emotional kiss.

Xiao Yizhuo didn't let her go until she was completely out of breath and her cheeks turned red.

Xiao Yizhuo bit her lower lip with a reluctant look, and said in a tender voice: "This is a punishment for Madam."

Wen Shutang's lips were red and her breathing was a little unstable. She looked up at Xiao Yizhuo, her emotions fluctuating.

She curled her lips and smiled lightly, unable to help but teasing, "My husband really has a childish temper. He almost scared the little girl."

Xiao Yizhuo snorted and tightened his grip on Wen Shutang's waist: "I only care about my wife. What happens to other people has nothing to do with me. But my wife is making fun of me."

"Who made you look so aggrieved? It makes me really curious about what it looks like when you're jealous." Wen Shutang looked at him happily.

Xiao Yizhuo was helpless, he had no way to deal with Wen Shutang.

It turns out that it is quite difficult to appease a jealous man.

Ever since Wen Shutang explained Murong Heng's gender to Xiao Yizhuo, Xiao Yizhuo's hostility towards Murong Heng was not as strong, but just became lukewarm.

Murong Heng didn't bother to pay attention to this strange man. She only cared about whether her illness could be cured.

Two days passed quickly, and after several acupuncture treatments by Xiao Wan and examinations by Wen Shutang, Murong Heng's body had fully recovered.

"Well, the poison has been completely forced out, and your external injuries have almost healed. Basically, there is no big problem." Wen Shutang said after looking at the wounds on Murong Heng's body.

Murong Heng nodded, put on his clothes, pursed his lips and looked at Wen Shutang: "Thank you for the past two days. I will remember your life-saving grace."

"No need. Anyway, you've let Wan'er practice, so let's just consider it even now."

Wen Shutang glanced at her and continued, "We are leaving for Beijing today. It is probably inconvenient for you to come with us given your status. Let's say goodbye here today."

Hearing what she said, Murong Heng paused and looked at Wen Shutang with a complicated look.

Could it be that this person already knows her true identity?

Noticing the look in Murong Heng's eyes, Wen Shutang said calmly, "I heard that the Beichen envoy was coming to visit, but there was an assassin in the palace. This assassin was very powerful and escaped from the pursuit of the guards around His Majesty."

Murong Heng's hands hanging at his sides suddenly clenched, and his body became a little tense.

"Of course, I don't know whether this has anything to do with you or not, and it has nothing to do with me either. I saved your life only because we are destined to be together. You can take care of yourself. We are leaving first."

After saying that, Wen Shutang turned around and prepared to leave.

Murong Heng understood the meaning behind Wen Shutang's words and knew that she was promising her not to reveal her whereabouts.

Murong Heng pursed his lips and bowed deeply to Wen Shutang: "Miss, I, Murong Heng, will repay you in the future. Today we part ways."

Wen Shutang didn't look back, waved his hand and left the room, leaving Murong Heng alone.

The family packed their luggage and boarded the carriage, heading towards the capital.

Murong Heng stood on the second floor and watched them leave through the window, muttering: "Wen Shutang..."