"Of course, the Dali Temple is closed for the wedding. How can one report to the government office the next day after the wedding?" Jianjia said with a smile, "My uncle has gone to the study and said he will wait for you to wake up and have breakfast together. My uncle is very thoughtful!"

Yu Jiao coughed lightly, and seeing that Jian Jia had already combed her hair, she said, "I see it's getting late, and I still have to serve tea this morning. Let's greet my parents-in-law before having breakfast. Go and call my son-in-law first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qizhe walked in and said, "It's still early. It won't be too late to serve tea after dinner."

He was wearing a round-necked dark red Jiading silk robe today. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with flowing cloud patterns. He also wore a mutton-fat jade pendant on his waist that Yu Jiao gave him on his birthday. Standing in the morning light, he looked particularly handsome.

"Father and mother won't blame me. We don't have these rules in our family." Yu Qizhe walked behind Yu Jiao with a smile on his lips and spoke softly to her in the mirror.

Yu Jiao smelled the scent of pine resin and cypress leaves on his body, which was brought out by the apricot mist she had mixed.

She was a little nervous and shy. As soon as Yu Qizhe appeared, she thought of what happened last night. When she woke up this morning, she felt that the broken skin on her legs had been applied with medicine. She thought that Yu Qizhe helped her apply it after she fell asleep last night.

"Let's serve the meal." Yu Qizhe could see that Yu Jiao was at a loss, so he sent Jianjia and Bailu out.

As soon as the two of them left, Yu Qizhe leaned over and hugged Yu Jiao from behind. He looked at her sideways and said softly, "Father and mother don't care about these empty formalities. They treat you as their daughter. Just get along with each other as before. Don't be uncomfortable, otherwise mother will think that you are alienated from her."

Yu Jiao nodded. "Aunt Song and Uncle Mengshan have always been very kind to me. How could I be alienated from them?"

Yu Qizhe lifted her chin and said with a smile, "You should change your words later."

"I know." Yu Jiao looked away and avoided looking at his handsome face.

Yu Qizhe teased her, "Try to change your words first, otherwise I'm afraid you'll forget when I serve you tea later."

Yu Jiao ignored him. She was not a fish with a memory of only seven seconds.

Yu Qizhe looked at Yu Jiao in the dressing mirror, his eyes softened, and he coaxed her in a low voice: "I have never seen you call Madam Liu and Liu Sanniang mother, and I am worried that you will not be able to adapt to the sudden change of words."

Yu Jiao didn't expect that he had seen and remembered all these details, and her heart couldn't help but feel warm.

Perhaps it was because she had no parents since she could remember, the words father and mother had different meanings in Yu Jiao's heart. She couldn't call Liu Sanniang by her name at first and tried not to call her that.

"I know you are not used to it and it will take time for you to adjust." Yu Qizhe touched Yu Jiao's head and said gently, "Just remember that I am here and I will never let you suffer the slightest injustice. You can be the same at home as you were at Liu's house. You don't have to accommodate anyone or give in to anyone. Even if I make you unhappy, you can get angry and scold me."

Yu Jiao was a little touched at first, but she didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing what happened next. She softly retorted, "I'm not a tigress..."

"Our Jiaojiao is the most gentle, considerate, intelligent and kind." Yu Qizhe smiled and kissed Yu Jiao on the cheek. Seeing Jianjia leading the maids in with food, he was afraid that Yu Jiao would feel uncomfortable, so he loosened his arms around Yu Jiao and instead held her hand and stood up.