Rebirth of a Farming Wife

Su Wenyue leaned into Han Yu’s embrace, and somehow felt uneasy, tossing and turning a few times. She always had the feeling that someone was staring at her, but when she looked outside, she found nothing. Suddenly, she looked up and saw the person at the window of the building diagonally opposite. Her face turned deathly pale—how could it be him?!

How could that man appear here? In her previous life, he had not yet appeared, but now he was here. The gaze that had made her uneasy must have been his. Su Wenyue’s heart was in turmoil, she lost her composure and didn’t know what to do, fearing that his presence would disrupt her life. She loved Han Yu and her child deeply, whether in this life or the next, she had no intention of entangling with that man again. The suffering she experienced because of him in her previous life was enough.

Han Yu had always been attentive to his daughter-in-law, even the slightest movements did not escape his eyes. Seeing his daughter-in-law turn pale after just a glance outside the window, his gaze sharply followed hers. Unlike Su Wenyue’s oversight, Han Yu’s eyes met Sikong Yu’s in an instant. Their gazes crossed, and for a moment, the two men confronted each other before each withdrew their own.

Sikong Ling hooked his lips in amusement; he hadn’t expected such a character in the small place of Xinye County. That man was definitely not to be underestimated, and nor had he missed the shock on that woman’s face when she saw him.

In Sikong Yu’s memory, he had never met that woman before. The last time, at Lingyin Temple, was his first sight of her, and yet she had not seen him. Hence, her reaction was hard to explain. She was not some other woman, nor was she likely to put on an act to attract his attention, so what was it for? It was truly very interesting.

“Young Master, she’s just a woman already with child, what’s there to look at? There are so many concubines in your backyard, each more beautiful than the last, all eagerly waiting for your affection,” Qing Zhu always reminded his master of the fact that the woman was pregnant, as the master’s reaction was far too abnormal. Even though he had said he would not have any thoughts about that woman, Qing Zhu was still not reassured.

“Nonsense, are you blind? Which of those women in the backyard is as beautiful as this young lady, with such a transcendent temperament? What’s more rare is that her reaction is so interesting—this has piqued my interest indeed,” Sikong Ling was in a good mood, but it was unclear whether he said this to scare his own servant or if he truly harbored such thoughts.

“Young Master, that’s inappropriate, didn’t you say you would not be interested in a pregnant woman? That would be indecent,” Qing Zhu recalled Sikong Ling’s own words from before.

Sikong Ling kicked Qing Zhu again: “Get lost, do I need your instruction on what to do?”

On the other hand, Han Yu held his daughter-in-law, who had suddenly turned pale, in his embrace, feeling very puzzled. He thought the reaction of his daughter-in-law was extremely abnormal. Even seeing a strange man should not scare her like this, especially since his daughter-in-law was not a timid person. There were other strangers outside the window, and she had no reaction when seeing them; could it be because of that man?

From her expression, it seemed she recognized the man, which he felt impossible. He had investigated; before marrying into the Han Family, his mother-in-law had kept a tight rein on her, and she seldom left the Su Mansion. Even if she occasionally acted out and sneaked out, she was followed by two brothers-in-law, so nothing should have gone wrong, it was even less likely to explain a strange man. Yet the first reaction after a scare was indeed the most genuine, and he was quite bewildered. He could not bring himself to ask his daughter-in-law, especially since her pallor was somewhat frightening now.

“Daughter-in-law, what’s wrong? Why is your face so pale, did you see something scary?” Han Yu asked tentatively, more worried about his wife’s health.

Su Wenyue shook her head and nestled closer to Han Yu as if only by doing so could she feel secure and no longer affected by that man. She muttered, “Quickly close the window.”

Following Su Wenyue’s request, Han Yu closed the window. Seeing his wife still pale, he frowned, “Are you still feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor to see you? I can’t be at ease with you like this.”

Su Wenyue still shook her head, not letting Han Yu make a move. She had been startled and lost her composure upon seeing that person without warning, but now she had calmed down and did not need a doctor just yet. But she didn’t know if Han Yu had noticed her abnormal behavior.

Nevertheless, with Han Yu’s astuteness, he must have noticed, but she had no desire to explain. Tangled with matters from her previous life, she had no way to explain and could only pretend to be confused, honestly snuggling in Han Yu’s arms, and unexpectedly dozed off.

Han Yu watched his sleeping little wife in his arms, his expression inscrutable, not knowing what he was thinking. However, the hint of tender indulgence on his face was unmistakable.

When Su Wenyue awoke, she found herself at home in Xinluo Town. Han Yu was sitting beside her, engrossed in an Art of War book. Su Wenyue didn’t disturb Han Yu but silently observed him, her mind occupied with what had happened on the street today, and felt unbearably troubled.

Since she had noticed that gaze today, did it mean that man had set his sights on her?

Han Yu only realized his wife had awoken after finishing a section and hurriedly put down the book, still concerned about her pale complexion.

“Are you feeling any better? Do you want to get up and eat something? There’s Chicken Soup stewing in the kitchen. You haven’t eaten for a while; a bowl of Chicken Soup will fill your stomach.”

“Not Chicken Soup again,” Su Wenyue frowned upon hearing about the Chicken Soup, not very keen. She was fed up with drinking Chicken Soup these days.

Yet Han Yu seemed not to notice Su Wenyue’s reaction. He got up to give instructions outside, ordering someone to bring the Chicken Soup over. Chicken Soup was the best for nourishment, and his wife had to drink more of it, regardless of her liking.

The Chicken Soup was brought over, but it was Han Yu who personally served it to Su Wenyue. After checking the soup’s temperature, he scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Su Wenyue’s mouth, “Come on, wife, take a sip. You now have two children in your stomach, and you need to replenish your nutrition.”

Seeing Han Yu bringing the Chicken Soup to her lips and serving her so attentively, Su Wenyue couldn’t snub him. Despite disliking the taste, she opened her mouth. But as soon as the Chicken Soup entered her mouth, Su Wenyue could not suppress the nauseous feeling in her gut. With a retch, she vomited everything out, not just the Chicken Soup but also the food she had eaten previously, vomiting until everything went dark. After emptying her stomach, she felt utterly listless, with no strength left, leaning weakly against Han Yu.

Han Yu’s face went pale with fright at Su Wenyue’s reaction. He immediately sent someone to fetch the doctor, and although Grandma Chen said this was a normal reaction for pregnant women, he couldn’t quite calm down. Being told it was a normal reaction during pregnancy was one thing, but she had been fine for over three months—how could she suddenly have this reaction now?