Yu Jiao rubbed her hands against his warm and hard chest and whispered, "I met Miss Shen yesterday. She told me that you won the first prize in poetry writing at Xinglou and composed a famous couplet. You didn't even mention these in your letter."

Yu Qizhe twisted Yu Jiao's soft hair with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "But they are just trivial matters, so I didn't tell you."

Yu Jiao raised her little face to look at him, but could only see his smooth and thin chin. She touched Yu Qizhe's chin and said in a coquettish tone that she herself did not realize, "Your affairs are not trivial matters. I don't want to hear about them from other people."

She didn't want to be the last person to know about Yu Qizhe, and she didn't want to find out only after hearing it from other people.

The delicate fingers stroked the chin, like the soft paws of a kitten. Yu Qizhe's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his heart was restless, but he couldn't bear to hold down Yu Jiao's rebellious fingers.

"I'll tell you everything later." He said softly.

Yu Jiao was happy now. She smiled lightly and pinched Yu Qizhe's handsome face, "That's pretty good."

Yu Qizhe also smiled and was about to speak when he heard a noise behind him. Yu Fuling, holding the teapot that almost fell to the ground, blushed and said awkwardly, "Am I... coming in at a wrong time?"

Grandma Song had already brewed the tea. Yu Fuling just felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she wanted to give the two some time to talk. She had been standing outside for a long time, but hadn't heard any movement in the main room. She was worried that the two were still sulking, so she thought of coming in to take a look. Unexpectedly, she ran into the two hugging and talking. She was so embarrassed that she almost dropped the teapot.

Yu Jiao reacted and subconsciously pushed Yu Qizhe away from her.

Yu Qizhe was caught off guard by the push. After he stood firm, he saw Yu Jiao's blushing face, her smiling eyes with a hint of mischief, and she sat down on a chair beside him with a normal expression.

Yu Fuling held back her laughter and put the teapot on the table. She said, "I'm going to help Granny Song cook," and went out.

Yu Qizhe poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her. Yu Jiao pinched her fingers uncomfortably, calming down the restlessness on her face before saying, "My life story..."

"If you don't want me to know, then don't tell me." Yu Qizhe lowered his eyes and said, retreating to advance.

Yu Jiao had no intention of hiding it from Yu Qizhe. She didn't want to say it before just because she was upset. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, there is naturally nothing that cannot be said.

"It's not that I don't want you to know." Yu Jiao explained, "It's just that it's a long story. Do you still remember Young Master Liu and Young Marquis Gu who went to Qingyu Village before?"

Yu Qizhe nodded.

Yu Jiao continued, "Liu Sanniang is not my biological mother. I was adopted by her. Master Liu is my brother. My biological mother is Liu Ci Fu's concubine, but she died after giving birth to me."

Seeing that Yu Qizhe looked calm and seemed to have accepted this easily, Yu Jiao poked his arm and asked, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Yu Qizhe liked to hear the soft ending tone of her voice when she spoke to him. He lowered his eyes and didn't want Yu Jiao to know how despicable he was.

"Mr. Liu came to see me some time ago."

Yu Jiao saw that Yu Qizhe looked a little sad, and her heart sank slightly, "What did my elder brother say to you?"

When Yu Qizhe heard her calling another man so intimately, jealousy and anger rose uncontrollably in his heart. He smiled bitterly and said slowly, "He told me about your life experience and warned me not to have anything to do with you anymore."

Yu Jiao looked at his expression and felt extremely distressed. Young men have strong self-esteem. Yu Qizhe was about to take the imperial examination. How could his elder brother say such things to him? Besides, one's background was not something that could be decided by oneself.

She held Yu Qizhe's hand and said, "Before I returned to the capital, I had already made an agreement with my elder brother that I would decide my own marriage. Whoever I want to be with is my own business. Don't mind what my elder brother says."

Yu Jiao really blamed herself. Because of some groundless suspicions, she got angry towards Yu Qizhe as soon as they met, and he was the one who was wronged.

Yu Qizhe held Yu Jiao's hand, hugged her in his arms, and rested his head on her shoulder. Yu Qizhe thought to himself that he was really despicable. He showed weakness just to be able to hold her tightly.

Yu Jiao leaned against him, thinking that what her elder brother said had really hit Yu Qizhe hard, so she raised her hand and gently patted him on the back, saying softly, "A person's life is not determined by their birth. In my heart, you are very good, the best, and no one can compare to you!"

Yu Qizhe sighed softly and murmured in an almost inaudible voice, "Fool."

He is not a good person at all and just wants to possess the person in his arms by any means necessary.

She is the best and most precious thing in the world.

"My elder sister and I originally planned to come to the capital to accompany you for the exam. A few days ago, my elder brother went to Qingzhou to look for me, and I learned about my life experience." Yu Jiao was a little breathless in the embrace. She thought that her anxiety was definitely not as great as Yu Qizhe's. Gently stroking Yu Qizhe's back, Yu Jiao continued, "No matter if I am a lady of the Liu family, I only like you, I like you the most. No one can separate us, unless one day we no longer like each other."