Yuwen Sheng hadn't expected that this was the secret she was talking about. He added, "My candy bag is already empty."
He remembered that she had said before that she would buy him more candy once he finished it.
Clearly, Zheng Quchi also remembered.
But she was speaking to "Liu Fengmian," not Yuwen Sheng.
She laughed it off, saying, "You're a general. If you want to eat it, you can ask someone else to buy it for you."
Yuwen Sheng stopped what he was doing and said with a half-smile, "I remember I gave you all my monthly salary, so what am I supposed to use to get others to buy it?"
Zheng Quchi was stunned. Yes, he had given her the money, although she had saved it all and hadn't used a single penny of his.
"I've been pretty busy lately. How about I buy it for you when I have some free time?"
Such an excuse elicited only a curt "Hmm" from Yuwen Sheng.
He glanced at the medicinal food placed beside him: "It's almost cold, take it and drink it."
really.
Zheng Quchi stepped forward, picked up the bowl, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What's going on between you and Aunt Ling?"
“I know what you’re thinking. Don’t worry. She’s Muko’s wife after all. Muko saved me once. I won’t make things difficult for Mei Ruoling.”
After he said that, she was speechless.
He has such keen insight into people's hearts that, if he wanted to, he could make sure no one could find an excuse to blame him.
She lowered her head, lost in thought, and took small sips of her drink: "Hiss—"
Damn it, it's so bitter!
"This is medicine, not soup," he reminded.
"I know."
She gulped it down in one go, her tongue feeling bitter and numb.
Seeing how obedient she was, Yuwen Sheng made an exception and explained further: "Her matter can wait, but your hidden injuries cannot. Every day it is delayed, they will get worse. That's why I specially invited her over. These few days are a critical period. I will have Runtu send you the prepared medicinal meals every day."
"……Thanks."
"You've never been this distant with me before. After finding out I'm Yuwen Sheng, do you regret marrying me?"
Yuwen Sheng wanted to ask this question, but in the end he swallowed it back. Why ask a question he already knew the answer to?
His gaze fell on the cold air, and he said slowly and calmly, "Runtu will give you the silver. You can go back now."
Zheng Quchi was caught off guard: "..."
You're heartless for kicking people out as soon as you put down your chopsticks.
Although the process was different, the result actually returned to the original track she had envisioned.
Zheng Quchi was of course going to leave, but her gaze lingered on his face for a moment before she suddenly asked, "Yuwen Sheng, are you feeling unwell?"
Yuwen Sheng paused, meeting her inquiring gaze.
Why do you ask that?
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