"Yu Qizhe!" Xue Qingshang was so angry that she was shaking all over, and her eyes were red. She didn't understand why Yu Qizhe was so protective of Liu Yujiao, and she didn't understand why he liked Liu Yujiao. "What's so good about her that you like her? Can she write couplets with you or compose poems? If you want to get help in the officialdom, my Xue family is a better choice."

Yu Qizhe glanced at Xue Qingshang with cold eyes and said, "Whether it is worth it or not is not up to the county lady to decide. I married a wife for the one I love, not for anything else."

It would be fine if Yu Qizhe didn't speak, but once he opened his mouth, it was like a sharp blade, and every word of it drew blood.

Xue Qingshang almost couldn't stand, but she was still unwilling to give up, and looked at Yu Jiao with hope, "She knows that you have a hidden illness, and she can't be a real couple if she marries you?" When asking this question, Xue Qingshang held back her tears, holding a humble expectation in her heart. She thought that if Liu Yujiao disliked Yu Qizhe, then she would say that she was willing, she didn't care about anything, and she wanted to be with him more than anyone else.

Yu Qizhe held Yu Jiao's hand tightly. Yu Jiao looked at Yu Qizhe in surprise, but quickly realized that this was probably an excuse Yu Qizhe found.

"I don't care." Yu Jiao held Yu Qizhe's hand and said calmly.

Xue Qingshang finally couldn't stand it anymore. She held back the tears from her eyes, turned around and left with staggering steps. Today she had lost all her dignity and face. She felt embarrassed and humble, and she hated Liu Yujiao in her heart.

Yu Jiao sighed softly, retracted her gaze, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"We just went to Fengtian Palace." Yu Qizhe held Yu Jiao's hand and walked out of the palace. He did not tell the truth. He knew that Yu Jiao was summoned to the palace by Xue Rong, and he was worried about her, so he rushed here specially.

Yu Jiao thought of what Xue Qingshang had just said, moved her fingertips slightly, and touched Yu Qizhe's pulse, then said: "You lied to her that you have a hidden illness?"

Yu Qizhe smiled faintly, hooked Yu Jiao's fingertips, and held them tightly in his palm, "Do you care about this?"

Yu Qizhe's palms were dry, and Yu Jiao's fingertips felt itchy. She blushed for some reason and shook her head.

The two walked to the palace gate. A eunuch had been waiting by the side. When he saw Yu Jiao, he stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Empress Xue asked me to apologize to you. She said that Princess Changle was spoiled by her. If I was disrespectful, please forgive me and don't take it to heart."

Yu Jiao nodded.

Xue Qingshang has a good sister. Sisters like Xue Rong are rare in the world.

Yu Jiao thought of her senior brother Fu Chuan unexpectedly. He treated her just like Xue Rong treated Xue Qingshang, and protected her in every detail. She really missed the days when he was by her side. Yu Jiao let out a sigh of relief. After so many years, she seemed to be able to finally let it go a little.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Qizhe lifted the car curtain, looked at Yu Jiao's absent-minded face, and asked with dim eyes.

Yu Jiao came back to her senses and smiled, "Nothing, I just think I'm afraid I'm in trouble again."

Yu Qizhe touched the top of her head and said softly, "It has nothing to do with you that they come to our house to trouble you. Don't worry about the Xue family." The Xue family was about to stop laughing. Yu Qizhe didn't say more. He helped Yu Jiao get on the Liu family's carriage, and then bent down and sat in.

"You don't have to go to the Dali Temple?" Yu Jiao asked.

"I'll send you home first. I'm afraid you won't be free for a few days. I heard from my mother that you went home yesterday. Do you think there is anything you need to buy for the house in Guihua Lane?" The Dali Temple has recently taken on another case, which is still related to money. The wedding date is approaching, and Yu Qizhe originally wanted to transfer the case to the Ministry of Justice, but Emperor Mingzheng wanted him to try the case, and he couldn't refuse.

The house in Osmanthus Alley, Wanfu Bridge, will be her and Yu Qizhe's home in the future. One's own home should be decorated well so that it will be comfortable and at ease. Yu Jiao thought about it seriously and said with a smile, "I see that you have asked people to transplant a lot of herbs in the yard, but I also want to make a pond in the yard to raise some water lilies and fish, and plant some grape vines in the yard. It would be best if there is a swing under the grape vines."

Yu Qizhe took note and looked at the smile on her face, his eyes becoming more gentle: "I'll go back and ask Liuzi to do it."

He took out the deed from his sleeve and handed it to Yu Jiao, "This shop is at Wanfu Bridge. Go and see if it's suitable for opening a clinic. If the location is not suitable, change it."

Yu Jiao took the deed paper and looked at Yu Qizhe's eyes which were sparkling. A warm current seemed to flow through her limbs. It turned out that this was the feeling of having a response for everything.

She just mentioned that she wanted to open a clinic, and this man prepared the shop.

Yu Jiao couldn't help but pull Yu Qizhe's hand, her almond eyes curved, she was obviously very happy, but also a little worried: "Yu Qizhe, where did you get so much money? And the betrothal gifts..." She lowered her voice, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Did you embezzle money?"

The warm breath fanned on his ears, and Yu Qizhe felt inexplicably agitated. He chuckled softly, rubbed Yu Jiao's hair with a little force, and said softly, "It's not ill-gotten gains." Yu Qizhe later felt that the deed paper Lu Jin gave him was inappropriate, so he exchanged it. He bought the shop in Wanfu Bridge from a broker.