Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 171 Unwilling_1

Chapter 171: Chapter 171 Unwilling_1

As the latter half of the night arrived, snowflakes began drifting down from the sky again, and Shen Wenchen sat beside the fire pit, deep in thought as he looked at the nearby mountains blanketed by trees.

The book stated that he would fall from his horse and suffer amnesia, forgetting both Nannan and mother and son Zhiyu, but the truth was that although he fell off his horse, he had not lost his memory. Could this mean that the plot was already starting to change?

Seeing Shen Wenchen staring blankly outside the carriage, Nanzhi hesitated for a moment before still deciding to tuck in Shen Zhiyu properly and then stealthily stepped out of the mule cart.

"What are you thinking about?"

Nanzhi bent down to sit beside him, asking softly.

"It’s nothing."

Shen Wenchen shook his head, and all the doubts on his face disappeared cleanly.

Since he was capable of changing the plot, he did not wish to worry her any further.

Seeing that he was reluctant to say more, Nanzhi did not press the matter and took out the clothes she had been holding and handed them to him, "This is for you. It may be ugly, but it will keep you warm."

The item passed before his eyes was a rabbit fur coat, its gray fur looking especially soft in the cold weather.

"No complaints allowed! I am... I am worried you might catch a cold and pass it on to Zhiyu and the others. You... continue to keep watch, I’ll be going." After saying this, Nanzhi hurriedly stood up and returned to the mule cart, and watching the swaying cart curtain, she felt her heart pounding rapidly.

Even if the original self was also her, in truth, this should be the first time she had genuinely fallen for someone.

She could only hope, hope that the plot could be changed.

"Mommy, stinky."

Upon hearing her son’s voice, Nanzhi quickly came back to her senses, only to see the little guy sleeping soundly, with one tiny foot peeking out from under the blankets.

"This child, what’s stinky? He must be dreaming about something..."

She muttered softly while going to cover the little one with the blanket, only to smell a faint stench of urine at the tip of her nose.

Nanzhi instantly closed her mouth.

No wonder he was complaining about a smell even in his sleep.

Zhui Yue looked up at the mountains and then at Shen Wenchen.

And it noticed that he was holding a piece of clothing and smiling foolishly, so it couldn’t help but let out a loud snort.

Hearing its noise, Shen Wenchen then restrained the smile at the corner of his mouth, coughing lightly.

He carefully put on the coat inside his clothing, and Shen Wenchen felt a warm glow spreading throughout his body.

At least for now, everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

They needed only to travel for another ten days before they could reach Yan City.

The atmosphere inside the Shen Family’s donkey cart was somewhat peculiar.

Usually, it was Shen Miaomiao and Ms. Li who slept inside, with Aunt Guihua lying across the middle to separate them. But today, Ms. Li was huddled in a sorry state at the edge of the cart curtain, unsure of where to go.

"That’s enough, you can sleep here,"

Shen Zhong pointed to the spot next to the cart curtain and said.

Ms. Li nodded and huddled in that spot, not daring to move more than necessary.

Seeing her current state, Shen Miaomiao felt afraid.

Originally, Li Lian was quite pretty and considered one of the better-looking young wives in Lihua Village. But now, half of her face was swollen significantly, her hair, after being cut close to the scalp by Shen Zhong, now resembled burnt grass roots, and the bloodstained odor on her was mixed with a sour smell.

Even Shen San’s face did not look very good at the moment.

According to him, since Ms. Li had done such dirty deeds, beating her and sending a letter of divorce should have been the end of it.

What was the point of making his son turn her into this state and still keep her by his side?

Aunt Guihua sensed Shen Miaomiao’s fear and lightly patted her hand.

"Dad, Mom, Miaomiao, let’s get some rest. We have to hit the road early tomorrow,"

Shen Zhong laughed and said a word before he took one glance at Ms. Li and wrapped himself in his blanket to sleep.

Outside the cart, the snow was falling heavily, and the cold wind whistled through the gaps in the cart’s curtains directly onto Li Lian’s body.

Eventually, Shen Miaomiao could no longer stand by and handed her a piece of clothing.

Li Lian was stunned as she looked at the clothing handed to her, then lifted her eyes full of expectation.

But after Li Lian took the clothing, Shen Miaomiao simply continued to close her eyes and sleep.

There was not much else she could do.

Shen Wenchen was in a particularly good mood that night, and even when he saw a few refugees slowly catching up and stopping to rest beside the cart, he merely glanced over indifferently.

Those people were probably here because of Li Lian.

But the robe made by Nannan felt truly comfortable to wear.

It wasn’t until the dawn started to brighten the sky that Shen Wenchen made a fire and then went to call them to get up.

The Lin Family had slept well all night and were naturally refreshed, while the Shen Family members were all saddled with dark circles under their eyes.

Having rested for several days, Wang Jingzhi had finally recovered from his injuries, so he tentatively began to try to get out of the cart.

Seeing him come out, Shen Miaomiao’s eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over.

"Wang Jingzhi, are your injuries healed?"

Seeing the approacher, he was startled for a moment, but then he recognized Shen Miaomiao.

"I, my injuries are healed, I was thinking of getting down and walking around."

Thinking about his injured place, Wang Jingzhi felt so embarrassed that he lowered his head.

Previously, it was the young man named Xiaohe who was helping him with his medicine, but these past few days, it had been handed over to the second brother of the Lin Family; thankfully, they were both good people.

They didn’t look down on him.

"Then I’ll help you down," said Shen Miaomiao, seeing that he couldn’t get down from the mule cart, she reached out and helped him down.

Wang Jingzhi was touched inside, but Shen Miaomiao heaved a sigh of relief.

Ever since her elder brother Shen returned, her mother had confined her from going over to play with Sister Nanzhi.

But now the atmosphere at home was a bit too strange, and it was good to take the excuse of being childhood friends with Wang Jingzhi to come over here for a rest.

"Now that your injury is better, you should come down and walk more often, exercise a bit, you’re almost skinnier than me," the young girl, less restrained in front of her playmate, slapped his shoulder boldly.

"Okay."

Wang Jingzhi nodded in agreement.

Aunt Guihua rubbed her swollen temples and looked at Li Lian, only to feel a headache.

After pondering, she still pulled Shen Zhong aside to talk, and seeing that his wife took their son to talk, Shen San shook his head and began preparing breakfast for the family.

"Mom, what do you need me for?" Shen Zhong was dragged aside by his own mother and asked with a simple smile.

"What on earth are you thinking? With Li Lian like this, wouldn’t it be resolved if you just gave her a letter of divorce? Why are you still keeping her around now?"

Facing Aunt Guihua’s questioning, Shen Zhong just kept his head down, not saying a word.

Seeing him like this, Aunt Guihua grew a headache and decisively said, "Once we get to Yan City, you write her a letter of divorce. We’ll live our own lives from then on."

When he still didn’t respond, Aunt Guihua became irritated and pointed at his nose and asked, "Do you really plan to continue living with her forever? Right now, only our two families know about this. When we get to Yan City and you issue her a divorce letter, who will know the reason? If you truly acknowledge me as your mother, you’ll take some advice!"

No answer came even after her words dropped, and Aunt Guihua’s heart grew completely cold.

She looked at him once and turned to leave, no longer saying another word.

Shen Zhong’s expression was complex; he naturally knew that his mother’s suggestion was the best one, yet his heart couldn’t get over the hurdle.

He couldn’t understand how over the past two-plus years, he had not shown a shred of mistreatment toward Li Lian. They had lived a modest and quiet life in the village, and now that they had encountered every sort of trouble on the road, how could she have turned out like this?

To say it was infatuation for Li Lian, even he didn’t believe that. His unwillingness to let go was probably just due to reluctance.

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