Nan Chu was both amused and exasperated, and with a touch of pity, he reached out and gently touched the corner of Qing Yin's reddened eyes.

He secretly resolved that he would never let his wife cry again.

But as time went on, with the warm and fragrant girl in his arms, her delicate scent wafting into his nostrils, Nan Chu felt a certain part of his body gradually awakening. He felt a sudden urge to leave, but he was afraid that his wife would wake up and cry again. Helpless, Nan Chu could only maintain this strange posture and keep his eyes open until dawn all night.

As dawn broke the next day, Nan Chu, with dark circles under his eyes, quietly instructed Maya to take good care of the Fujin (wife of the emperor) before reluctantly leaving to attend court.

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It had rained a few days ago in the paddock of the manor, and several lively ponies in the paddock fell ill. Dunjie needed to go to the manor's shaman to get medicine, and just then he ran into Maya, who was passing by carrying a meal.

Thinking of his wife whom he hadn't seen in a long time, Dunjie couldn't help but step forward and call out to Maya: "Miss Maya, wait a moment."

Maya stopped in surprise when someone called her, and turned to look at the person.

"Oh, it's you?"

"You're not that horse breeder, are you? Your name is Dunjie, right?"

Maya squinted and looked at the man not far away.

Dunjie put on a fawning smile: "Yes, it's me, Miss Maya."

Why did you stop me?

Maya asked, puzzled.

Dunjie was a little embarrassed to ask the Fujin directly why she hadn't come to the hunting grounds anymore, since she had been coming frequently just a few days ago. He pretended to be honest and said, "These past few days, the two foals that Fujin has been looking at have grown quite a bit. This servant wanted to ask Fujin if she wanted to come and see the foals, otherwise the foals will grow up and change every day, and we won't be able to see them anymore."