Wei Che listened to Su Huaiyue's words quietly, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

He didn't understand why Su Huaiyue always wanted to push him towards others.

He looked at Su Huaiyue, and the tenderness in his eyes was gradually replaced by disappointment. "So, in your heart, the interests of the Wei family are above everything else, right? Including my feelings."

Su Huaiyue was hurt by Wei Che's words. She opened her mouth and wanted to explain, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't say anything.

She also sensed that a strange feeling was gradually changing between the two of them, which had already gone beyond family affection, but she could not respond, nor did she dare to respond.

In this feudal era, her identity destined her and Wei Che to have an unbridgeable gap.

"Wei Che, I..." Su Huaiyue spoke with difficulty, her voice trembling slightly, "I just think this is an opportunity for the Wei family. Miss Jing is of noble status. If we can make friends with her, the Wei family's position in Youzhou will be more stable."

Wei Che sneered, "So in your eyes, I'm just a tool for the Wei family to consolidate their position. Well, since you say so, then I will do as you wish."

After saying that, Wei Che stood up and left without looking back.

Su Huaiyue looked at Wei Che's departing back, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Turning around, Wei Yunrou was standing behind her. After seeing Wei Che leave, she sat beside her.

"Sister-in-law, is Brother Wei Che angry? What should I do? Will he do something stupid?"

"Wei Che is a man of measure. He won't do that. Don't worry." Su Huaiyue sighed. "It's all for the sake of completing the mission. This damn system is really not a human being at all times."

Wei Yunrou tilted her head, "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? What mission or system?"

Su Huaiyue smiled bitterly, "Nothing."

Sometimes she also wanted to be like Wei Yunrou and know nothing. The less she knew, the less pain she would suffer.

The next day, Su Huaiyue sent someone to deliver a letter to the Jing Mansion saying that Wei Che agreed, and then Jing Zhiwan set the meeting place at Wanfu Teahouse.

Hearing that Wei Che liked drinking tea, she catered to his taste.

Su Huaiyue was too embarrassed to face Wei Che, so she asked Wei Yunrou to go to Wanfu Teahouse.

Wei Yunrou stood at the door of Wei Che's room and prepared to leave after conveying the message.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Did she ask you to tell me?"

"Who?" Wei Yunrou was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "You mean the eldest sister-in-law? She's busy with the beauty shop. She's planning to go shopping tomorrow. She's discussing with the second, third, and fourth sisters-in-law about which area to go. I happened to have nothing to do, so I came here to give you a message."

A flash of disappointment flashed across Wei Che's eyes, "Yun Rou, do you also want Miss Jing and I to be together?"

Wei Yunrou didn't know what to say about matters of the heart, but she did understand a little. "Brother, who you like is your own business. You don't need to do anything for us. Miss Jing helped us generate a lot of income yesterday, and my sister-in-law agreed to it because she didn't want to offend Miss Jing. With your and my sister-in-law's abilities, the Wei family is well-off. We don't need to rely on marriage to help us."

"Besides, didn't my elder brother and the others always say this when they were here? They hoped you would do things that you like, and the brothers would take care of the things that the officials didn't like."

"Yes, I could do what I liked before, but the situation is different now. My elder brother and the others are no longer alive. I am the only pillar of the Wei family. How can I rely on you to maintain the glory of the Wei family?" Wei Che suddenly became much melancholy.

Ever since the Wei family was wrongly accused, his brothers died on the battlefield, and the rest of his family was exiled, Wei Che thought he had seen the truth clearly.

But after arriving at the place of exile, Youzhou, he gradually realized that some things cannot be seen clearly.

He also gradually realized the fatigue of his brothers running around in official circles and fighting for people's hearts to protect the family when they were alive.

Now, it's time for him to grow up.

Even Su Huaiyue did better than him, a member of the Wei family.

The next morning, Wei Che went out and was invited to Wanfu Teahouse to meet Jing Zhiwan.

At dawn, the sunlight gently falls on the streets and alleys of Youzhou City like a veil.

Wei Che was dressed in a moon-white robe, with an upright posture, standing tall like a pine tree. The corners of his robe swayed gently in the breeze, like a piece of moonlight drifting in the wind.

He stepped into Wanfu Teahouse, but he couldn't hide the loneliness between his eyebrows, just like the moonlight covered by dark clouds, dim and lifeless.

The teahouse owner was sharp-eyed and spotted Wei Che at a glance. His face was instantly filled with a warm smile, like a flower blooming in spring. He came forward to greet him cordially: "Hey, Master Wei, you're finally here. Please come in. Miss Jing is here."

As the shopkeeper spoke, he gestured respectfully with his hands and led Wei Che into the teahouse.

Wei Che nodded slightly, his movements as gentle as ripples on the water. He followed the shopkeeper upstairs, glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze on a table by the railing.

That is the best place to view the whole teahouse.

Jing Zhiwan had been waiting for a long time. When she saw him come in, her eyes lit up instantly, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. She immediately stood up to greet him with a brilliant smile on her face, which was brighter than the warm spring sun. Her eyes were full of expectation, as if hiding the hope of the whole spring.

She was dressed up carefully today, wearing a light pink silk dress with delicate peach blossoms embroidered on the hem. Each peach blossom was lifelike, as if you could smell the fragrance of the flowers. The pearls and jade on her head swayed gently with her movements, making crisp and pleasant sounds.

"Master Wei, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Jing Zhiwan's voice was clear and pleasant, echoing in the teahouse like a silver bell. The joy in her voice was like new buds breaking through the ground in spring, full of vigorous vitality.

Wei Che bowed politely, his movements graceful and appropriate, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, that smile was like a fleeting shooting star in the night sky, fleeting: "Miss Jing, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm late."

His tone was polite yet distant, and each word seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, which was like ice in winter, making it difficult to get close.

The two sat opposite each other, with the aroma of tea wafting through the teahouse. The aroma was like the mist in the mountains, lingering around them. The atmosphere was a little subtle, like the calm before a storm, making people feel vaguely uneasy.

Jing Zhiwan talked enthusiastically about the novelties she had seen at the market recently. She described them with great joy, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She looked at Wei Che from time to time, expecting his response. The longing in her eyes was like dry land longing for the nourishment of rain.

Wei Che just listened quietly, nodding occasionally and responding politely, but his eyes always drifted to the window unconsciously, his thoughts had already drifted far away, like a lost bird, not knowing where to return.