Chapter 318

At noon, Jiang Ye returned home in time and cooked a pot of seafood noodles, and even made a separate portion of egg noodles for his wife.

"He's back to normal, he's back to normal. Sister, did you stop arguing with your husband? He was like he'd been shot this morning, but now it's like his anger has dissipated and he's back to normal."

Lu Xiu Bai said this while rubbing his eye socket with his left hand and pinching the flesh on his own face.

It hurt; it wasn't a dream, his brother-in-law was back to normal.

"Just eat your food and stop talking nonsense."

Pei Yan Ting picked up a crab and stuffed it into her husband's mouth, and the world went quiet.

She turned to her sister and said, "Manman, don't listen to your brother's nonsense; I'll see to it that he talks less."

"It's fine, Sister-in-law. A-Ye and I won't take it to heart. By the way, I made quite a few ornaments out of peach wood; you should pick out the ones you like and take them."

Shen Man wouldn't hold a grudge against her own brother, and she certainly wouldn't stand on ceremony with her sister-in-law.

As she spoke, she brought out a basket filled with the peach wood products she had rubbed together in the space using her consciousness that morning.

There were small wooden swords, beaded bracelets, little carp, little rabbits, back-scratchers, peach wood combs—a pile of trinkets to serve as a cover.

"Amei, here is a comb for you to brush your hair. Oh wait, here's another one; give it to your aunt to use."

Shen Man was very generous; everyone present got a share.

She saved back-scratchers for Grandpa and the Master, and peach wood combs for Ye Qinghong and the other girls.

Then came the main event: pretending to be casual, she put a string of peach wood beads on her brother's wrist and her husband's wrist.

Now, that wasn't too abrupt, right?

It was also at this moment that she saw the qi in her husband's chest change back.

Could it be that this peach wood was actually useful!

"Meow."

On the roof, Tangyuan took everything in.

There was a big question mark in its tiny head—the big shot went out for a trip and came back with his aura restored!

The big shot now was indeed the big shot it was familiar with.

The problem was, why wasn't the big shot surprised or afraid at all?

If this was soul possession, then the problem was huge!

"A-Ye, do you like it?"

Shen Man had already casually slipped the peach wood bead bracelet onto her husband's left wrist, then calmly observed the subtle changes in his expression.

Hmm?

No change.

There was the familiar gentleness in his eyes, and the qi in his chest had changed back to the appearance she was familiar with.

"I like it, it's quite nice."

Jiang Ye raised the peach wood beads on his wrist and gazed at his wife with lingering affection, always feeling that his wife knew something.

Should he find an opportunity in private to be honest with her?

If he told her his secret, would his wife be afraid?

The "Jiang Ye" deep in his consciousness let out a cold snort: "Cheating."

Did he think that by saying he was reborn in the womb and that "he" appeared in his body, he could drive "him" away?

Let him try; "he" wasn't panicking.

As for the peach wood bracelet, "he" realized that this wife had already discovered their difference.

So, was she trying to expel "him"?

Thinking this through, "Jiang Ye" felt sullen. Clearly, they were both "him," so why was he the one who got the wife's favoritism?

For someone who has fallen in love, no matter how high their IQ, it will drop to zero.

Love is a queue; don't you understand the principle of first come, first served?

After confirming that the person in front of her was her genuine husband, Shen Man had too many questions she wanted to ask him!

Before the words in her stomach could be spoken, she was interrupted—

"Waaah, waaah."

Xiao Nuomi reached out her arms, wanting her father to hold her.

Next was Xiao Mantou, who didn't cry much but stared straight at his father with pure eyes.

Jiang Ye kept his balance, holding a child in each hand, and took them for a walk around the courtyard...

"Giggle, giggle."

Seeing the children laughing happily, Shen Man temporarily gave up on questioning her husband.

There is a saying: the monk can run, but the temple can't!

Her husband would have to confess sooner or later; there was no need to rush!

Although she had imagined her husband confessing, she hadn't expected it to be so soon!

That night, after coaxing the children to sleep, she had just finished showering and returned to the room when she was startled by her husband kneeling on a washboard.

"What are you doing?"

She had mentioned offhandedly before that if he hid anything from her, he would be punished by kneeling on a washboard or durian shells.

It had been a joke at the time; she didn't really want him to kneel on a washboard...

Was he trying to "werewolf" and self-destruct now?

"Wife, there is something I hid from you, and now I have to confess. I hope that after you hear it, you won't despise me."

Jiang Ye knelt straight, his shirt buttons casually undone by two, his whole person exuding an indescribable, unconscious allure.

Shen Man calmly closed the bedroom door and then went to pull the curtains, just to be safe.

"Alright, you can speak now."

Shen Man looked down at her husband, her gaze lingering on his chest—the rich purple qi was mixed with golden qi; the core was her husband.

"Actually, I have lived for a very, very long time."

Who understands this, family? Her husband's opening line was a critical hit; the opening was completely unexpected!

Shen Man widened her eyes, staring blankly at him, her CPU burning up, her face full of question marks.

"I previously—I can understand it as a past life. In my past life, I was a Marquis of the Great Qian, and after I died, I was reborn into the body of an abandoned infant in this era..."

This was Jiang Ye's biggest secret; he had originally intended to take it to the grave.

Exposing it to his wife now was a last resort.

"The age of thirty is 'standing at thirty'?!"

Upon hearing this secret, Shen Man's focus was unexpectedly elsewhere.

"Yes."

Jiang Ye nodded; in the end, he was the old ox eating tender grass.

His wife was only in her prime, and his two lives combined were...

Thinking of this, Jiang Ye's eyes dimmed.

If his wife knew his secret, would she despise him for being old?

"Um, get up first. I also have something I need to be honest about."

Things having come to this, Shen Man rubbed her nose, feeling a bit embarrassed to keep pretending.

Rebirth—such a big secret, and her husband had told her; for her to keep hiding it felt a bit unfair.

Her brain wasn't as sharp as his; perhaps after confessing, he could figure out the ultimate secret of their rebirth.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Ye's pupils constricted slightly; what did his wife's words mean?

"Sit down."

Shen Man pulled him up and sat on the edge of the bed. The couple sat face-to-face, and she began, "Actually,"

"My situation is similar to yours."

Boom—

Jiang Ye felt a roar in his brain; had he heard wrong?

"But I am not from your era. I am from a later age, about fifty or sixty years after the current era's development..."

"I used to be—that is, in my past life—an ordinary medical student..."

Shen Man told her secret. She had originally intended to take this secret to the grave, but she hadn't expected her husband to expose his identity first.

"Will you still leave? Return to your previous era?"

Jiang Ye watched as his wife took things from her so-called space in the palm of her hand, demonstrating it for him, and he felt completely numb.

This must be the method of the Witch Clan—moving mountains, moving seas, traveling through time and space, and predicting the future...