After taking care of Lin Mo’s matter, Feng Zeyuan strolled out of the Prince’s residence in a rather good mood.
Doing a good deed, leaving a name behind, and even casually pulling off an “angel investment” on the side.
This deal? Not a loss.
She had already made plans—once Lin Mo’s shop opened, she would have “brother” go and support it.
Then she’d trick all those old men in the court into going as well.
With that kind of backing, there was no way the business wouldn’t take off.
The more she thought about it, the better she felt, her steps turning lighter.
Then suddenly, she remembered another pending task.
【Speaking of which, Wang Xiu’s silly wife should probably be treated as well.】
She muttered to herself and turned on her heel.
Following the system’s guidance, she headed toward Wang Xiu’s residence.
Wang Xiu’s residence wasn’t large.
Blue bricks, black tiles, bamboo shadows swaying—quiet and elegant.
Feng Zeyuan circled to the back courtyard, lightly tapped her toes, and silently climbed onto the wall.
She peeked over the top, revealing only half her head as she looked inside.
And what she saw nearly made her lose her composure.
In the courtyard, the new top scholar Wang Xiu—who was usually dignified and full of scholarly authority in court—was now rolling up his sleeves and running around the yard after a group of people.
He was actually playing “Eagle Catches Chickens”!
One maid acted as the “mother hen,” shielding a line of people behind her.
And Wang Xiu was the unlucky “eagle,” panting and repeatedly failing to catch anyone.
His wife, Liu Shi, fluttered like a free butterfly behind the “hen,” dodging left and right with nimble ease.
Her laughter was bright and childlike.
“Brother, come catch me!”
“Hahaha, you can’t catch me! You can’t!”
Wang Xiu’s face was flushed from running, but there was not a trace of impatience on it.
Instead, there was helpless indulgence.
【Tsk tsk tsk, this Wang Daren is something else.】
Feng Zeyuan watched from the wall, thoroughly entertained.
【He’s dealing with a wife whose mind isn’t fully sound, yet he shows not a hint of disgust.】
【And he even plays such childish games with her.】
【This character… is impeccable!】
Just as Wang Xiu was about to feint and circle around from the side—
He suddenly froze.
Because he heard that familiar intrusive inner voice.
Out of the corner of his eye, he looked up.
He met a pair of eyes peeking over the wall.
His foot slipped.
He almost tripped flat onto the ground.
The… the Northern Prince?!
Why was she here?!
And why was she crouching on his wall spying?!
Feng Zeyuan was caught in the act.
But she showed no embarrassment at all, instead grinning brightly.
【Ah, caught me.】
【Oh well, I’ve seen enough entertainment anyway.】
She flipped down from the wall, landing lightly.
The servants immediately froze and stepped aside.
Liu Shi blinked blankly, still not understanding what was happening.
Feng Zeyuan walked straight toward her.
Wang Xiu hurried forward and bowed, his heart racing nervously.
“My lord Wang Xiu greets the Prince.”
“May I ask what brings Your Highness here?”
Feng Zeyuan didn’t answer.
Instead, she pulled out a pill she had prepared long ago—the “Cleansing Divine Pill.”
She waved it in front of Liu Shi.
Her tone sounded exactly like a scammer coaxing a child.
“Miss, what is this?”
“Do you want to try it?”
Liu Shi’s eyes were immediately drawn to the shiny pill.
She swallowed unconsciously.
“Candy?”
“Yes, candy!”
Feng Zeyuan smiled even more brightly.
“Eat it, and you’ll become smarter~”
At the word “candy,” Liu Shi took it without hesitation and swallowed it.
Wang Xiu assumed it really was candy and didn’t stop her.
The pill melted instantly.
Liu Shi smacked her lips.
“Not sweet…”
But in the next moment, her expression froze.
Her once naive and confused eyes suddenly filled with turmoil.
Countless fragmented memories surged into her mind like a breaking tide.
Her childhood reading with her father.
The day her father was attacked by assassins.
Her rushing forward—her head struck hard…
And then the world shattered.
After that, it was the wedding night.
Her childlike voice calling him “brother.”
The shock, despair, and restraint in her husband’s eyes…
All memories cut through her consciousness like knives.
“Ah—!”
She cried out, clutching her head.
“Wife!”
Wang Xiu’s expression changed drastically as he rushed to support her.
“What’s wrong?!”
His voice trembled with panic.
Her expression shifted rapidly—from confusion, to struggle, to clarity.
Finally, all chaos faded away.
Only clear lucidity remained.
She stared blankly at the man before her.
The memory of her wedding night resurfaced—
her childish voice calling him “brother.”
A wave of unbearable shame exploded inside her.
Her face burned red instantly, spreading to her ears.
She… on her wedding night…
called her husband “brother”?!
And even asked for her mother?!
Heavens!
She might as well die!
After a long moment, she finally spoke.
“I… I’m fine.”
Her voice was no longer childish.
It carried the softness and embarrassment of an adult woman.
Wang Xiu froze completely.
He looked at his wife in disbelief.
She… was lucid again?
“Qingyue…”
His voice trembled.
“You… you’re really awake?”
“Do you recognize me?”
He forced himself to speak his identity.
“I… I am your husband!”
Liu Qingyue looked at his shock, joy, and disbelief.
Her heart turned soft and aching.
She nodded hard, eyes red.
“Yes.”
“I remember.”
“Husband…”
Wang Xiu could no longer hold back.
He pulled her tightly into his arms.
Feng Zeyuan stood to the side with her arms crossed.
【Ahhh, a happy ending.】
【I really am an ordinary little genius of helping people.】
【Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully enjoying gossip!】
【Gossip points +50,000!】
Her eyes lit up.
【Whoa! Big gain!】
【As expected, doing good deeds pays off~】
After a while, Wang Xiu finally remembered his benefactor and turned to kneel.
“Your Highness’s grace is like rebirth…”
Feng Zeyuan quickly stopped him.
“Don’t bother with formalities. Just live well.”
She spoke lightly, as if it were nothing.
Wang Xiu insisted on repaying her.
But she already knew their family wasn’t wealthy, so she waved it off and left.
Her voice drifted from afar:
“No need for money.”
“If you really want to thank me, just help my brother and father more in court.”
And with that, she was gone—vanishing over the wall.
Wang Xiu stood there in silence for a long time.
Liu Qingyue leaned against him softly.
“Husband… the Northern Prince is a good person.”
Wang Xiu nodded.
“More than just good…”
After leaving Wang Xiu’s residence, Feng Zeyuan felt completely refreshed, as if she had fulfilled her mission.
Time to reward herself.
She wandered the streets under warm sunlight and a gentle breeze.
As she passed a mask stall, she paused.
An old, thin vendor was enthusiastically calling out.
“Come take a look!”
“Lots of masks! All kinds!”
Her gaze swept across the display.
Then she saw a fox mask.
White base, red patterns, fox eyes sly and enchanting.
【Oh? This one’s nice.】
She evaluated in her mind.
【It suits my brother’s face pretty well.】
【He’d look good wearing it.】
Then her gaze shifted—and landed on a demon mask with a fierce, grotesque face and sharp fangs.
A wicked idea began to form.
【Hehehe…】
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