I returned to the residence.

Just as I stepped into the courtyard, my footsteps suddenly halted.

Chen Xiang was sitting in a wheelchair, but he wasn't alone.

Standing beside him was someone who looked somewhat familiar, like one of the gardeners in the residence.

However, the gardener who usually had a submissive demeanor now exuded a strong sense of hostility. As he looked at me, the unmistakable intent to kill couldn't be concealed.

Chen Xiang also looked towards me, momentarily stunned before quickly regaining his composure.

"You may leave," he said in a calm voice.

The gardener reverted back to his obedient appearance and departed.

Chen Xiang beckoned me over.

I walked towards him.

"Did the madam see everything?" Chen Xiang asked in a faint tone.

Both of us were intelligent people, and many things didn't need to be explicitly stated.

Chen Xiang appeared to be oppressed and abused on the surface, but in reality, he was only lying low.

The gardener was originally one of Chen Xiang's fierce generals, and he had infiltrated the Marquis's residence disguised as a gardener to protect Chen Xiang.

This was a secret that I happened to discover, which was why the gardener had wanted to silence me just now.

"Does the husband want to silence me?" I asked.

I was actually quite nervous.

If Chen Xiang really wanted to silence me, I wouldn't be able to resist.

In my previous life, I died a miserable death, and in this life, I didn't want to die so easily.

Only after experiencing death once did I realize how precious life is.

Suddenly, I felt a large hand land on my lowered head and gently ruffle my hair.

"What are you thinking? You are my wife."

I looked up and saw the tenderness in Chen Xiang's eyes.

In that instant, my heart was in disarray.