This is a simple and elegant courtyard without too much decoration, but it is neat and organized.

At this time, in the room, a figure kept circling around, looking outside the door from time to time. On the other side, Liu Yunsheng seemed to be sipping tea leisurely, but his eyes were rolling from time to time.

"Aotian, can you please not leave? You're making me dizzy from spinning around. Look at you, when people called you, you acted like a big boss and walked away without even looking at them. Now, no one is chasing you, but you're moving around like a caterpillar. Can't you just sit down and wait?" Liu Yunsheng finally couldn't help but speak.

What a face-conscious man he is. When Feng Beijian said that he was not the one in An Tingyu's heart, he got angry. It was as if he wanted Feng Beijian to see whether he was the one. He said that An Tingyu would come to find him herself. Now, no one came, and he got anxious.

"Do you think she didn't see me?" Jing Aotian suddenly put his face in front of Liu Yunsheng, scaring Liu Yunsheng so much that he almost spit the tea in his mouth on his face.

"Ahem~"

Liu Yunsheng choked on the tea in his mouth and coughed non-stop. After finally stopping the discomfort in his throat, he looked up and glared at Jing Aotian, "Do you want to scare me to death? Don't get so close. You made me think you were going to kiss me."

"You are crazy. I would rather kiss a dog than you." Jing Aotian replied to him angrily.

Hearing this, Liu Yunsheng was not angry at all. Instead, he chuckled playfully, "So you have this hobby? I really didn't realize it! But I understand you wanting to kiss a dog. Everyone knows that Miss An is born in the Year of the Dog."

Jing Aotian stared at him, and stared at him again. Finally, he retracted his gaze and decided to ignore him.

An Tingyu did not return from the beach until nightfall. When she walked into the courtyard where she was staying temporarily, the oil lamp in the house was already on. She walked in and saw Jing Aotian sitting in the hall with a calm and handsome face.

"Aotian..."

"Don't speak until I finish speaking," his expression was a little cold, a little deep, and a little serious. An Tingyu raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything. She just made a gesture of invitation, indicating that he should continue.

"Where did you go after returning to the city? Why did you come back now? Who were you with?"

…

"Why don't you speak?" Jing Aotian glared at her.

An Tingyu curled her lips and smiled helplessly, "I didn't know you finished so quickly."

"..." Jing Aotian was speechless for a moment, then he said: "I'm done, tell me the reason, why didn't you come to find me immediately after you came back? Where did you go? Are you with Feng Beijian? Are you..."

Jing Aotian really wanted to ask, "Do you really like me?", but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't ask because he was afraid. He was afraid of getting an answer, he was afraid that it would not be what he wanted to hear.

"Is it something?" An Tingyu looked at him.

Jing Aotian cleared his throat and said after a moment: "Nothing, no problem, that's all."

"Oh, that's all!" An Tingyu nodded as if she understood, but turned around and cursed, "What do you know? You know so much and yet you still ask a bunch of meaningless questions. I haven't even asked you yet! Why do you run away when you see me? Am I an eyesore? Or did I make you unhappy in some way?"

“No…no…”

With An Tingyu's continuous bombardment, Jing Aotian immediately wilted like a child who had done something wrong!

"Why are you being so arrogant with me? Am I wrong?"

"...I was wrong!" Jing Aotian suddenly wanted to shout to the sky, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have said that, but...

Why!

There will come a day when Jing Aotian will have to admit his mistakes. Although he did nothing wrong, if this scene was seen by the Nether Palace or his subordinates, his dignity would probably be destroyed.

"Well, good. You're a good boy for correcting your mistakes!" An Tingyu stretched out her little hand and touched his head.

Jing Aotian was stunned for a moment, blinked, and came back to his senses. He rolled his eyes helplessly, "I shouldn't be three years old this year, right? Or do you think of me as your son?"

"Can I give birth to a son as old as you? You want to be my son, but I'm not happy!" An Tingyu slapped him lightly, "But..."

An Tingyu's face was suddenly filled with maternal tenderness. "I haven't seen Xier for two or three months. He probably won't recognize me after I go back."

"How old is Xier? He is only a four-month-old baby and can't recognize people yet!" Jing Aotian took the hand off her head and held it in his hand.

"He was lifted up at two months, turned over at four months, and could sit up at six months. He rolled over at seven months, crawled at eight months, and could walk. He could already turn over at four months. But I... am really not a qualified mother." An Tingyu shed tears with some guilt.

The child is already four months old, but she can only be with him for more than ten days during the day, except at night, and then leave him to Xing'er's care. Whenever she thinks of this, she feels guilty towards the child and the deceased An Tianyu.

"Let's go back! Although the plague has not been completely resolved, you have already given the best prescription. The people from the Imperial Hospital and the military doctors are also taking care of her. Following your method, there will be no big problem." Jing Aotian let her sit on his lap and gently wiped away her tears.

"What a wonderful and exciting idea!" An Tingyu sniffed and seconded the proposal with a smile. However, just when Jing Aotian thought she had agreed, she said, "But I, An Tingyu, have never been someone without a sense of responsibility. Since I have taken charge, I must see it through to the end and not give up halfway. This is my principle in life."

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