Yu Qizhe wiped the water marks on her face with his fingertips, sighed softly, and said in a gentle voice: "I just want to tell you that you are very important to me, more important than my career and life. From the beginning to the end, I have only liked you and only recognize you as my wife."
He still softened his heart, and when he saw her crying, he was so heartbroken that he threw down his weapons.
But what needs to be made clear must be made clear today, otherwise it seems that a rift has appeared between the two of them, and as time goes by, the rift will grow bigger and bigger.
After helping Yu Jiao wipe her tears, Yu Qizhe gently stroked her hair and continued, "Liu Ziqi has never looked down on me. He would never agree to my marrying you. Your elder brother thinks you are very important to him. He thinks I can't protect you well, so he forced me to break off contact with you when I first came to Beijing."
He didn't mean to say anything bad about Liu Ziqi. Yu Qizhe was not willing to do such a thing to sow discord. Although he was dissatisfied with Liu Ziqi, what he said was still very pertinent: "He is a very good brother, and Liu Cifu is also a very good father. The Liu family treats you very well, but they will not agree to marry you to me."
"You said I didn't tell you anything. I just didn't want you to bother about these things and to be embarrassed by them." Yu Qizhe's voice became low and forbearing: "You can say I am full of calculations or unscrupulous, but your elder brother and father don't agree that I can marry you. Only the emperor can grant the marriage. This is the only way for me to marry you."
Yu Qizhe closed his eyes. The Liu family's threshold was too high. If he just sat there and waited for death, he could only watch Yu Jiao being betrothed to someone else in the future. Her husband might be Gu Yun from the Annan Marquis's Mansion or the son of the Minister of Rites. When they met again, perhaps he would have to ask after the young lady was well.
He held Yu Jiao's hand tightly, his inky black eyes were so dark that it made people's heart palpitate, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Yu Jiao, I am not a saint, I also have worldly desires. I am a mean and selfish person. I will marry the person I like even if I have to use all means to do so."
He gently pinched Yu Jiao's wrist with the tip of his thumb, because the look he gave her was full of undisguised desire and possession, "I can't let you go, even if... you don't like me that much. I really can't bear to see you marry another man. Even if I just think about it, I'll be so jealous that I want to kill that man."
This was the first time that Yu Qizhe made no secret of his possessiveness over the Yu family and his shameful thoughts. He couldn't bear to see anyone diverting Yu Jiao's attention, couldn't bear to see Gu Yun standing next to Yu Jiao, couldn't bear to see Yu Jiao look at other men even once. But in the past he had always restrained himself and hid these crazy thoughts, fearing that his loss of control would scare her.
Yu Jiao slowly opened her eyes wide, and was so shocked that she didn't know how to react for a moment.
It’s true that she likes Yu Qizhe, but compared with the intensity of her love for Yu Qizhe, that love seems a little shallow.
Yu Qizhe's words made her heart tremble and numb, as if she had suddenly drunk a jar of strong liquor, and her head was dizzy.
As if afraid of scaring her, Yu Qizhe loosened his grip on her wrist and touched her head: "Only when I marry you and keep you by my side can I feel at ease. Otherwise, I will never be at peace." He was always worried about losing her. He was on the edge of a rope and had been able to endure and restrain himself until now. If time went on, he was afraid that he would lose control and use some not-so-gentle means to snatch her away.
The long wait and extreme restraint have exhausted his patience.
Yu Qizhe's dark eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Yu Jiao was looked at affectionately by his eyes. She felt uneasy for some reason. Her whole body seemed to be wrapped in warm water. This was a sense of security she had never experienced since she came into this world. It seemed as if she really had an inseparable bond with this world.
But can she bear such love?
Yu Qizhe stroked her smooth black hair with his fingertips and said softly: "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens in the future," I will never abandon you or let you go again, will you marry me? " Even if it means death, Yu Qizhe wants to die with her.
Yu Jiao's almond-shaped eyes, which had just been washed with water, became moist again. She nodded and shook her head.
My heart is like a pot of boiling water, bubbling with sour, sweet, sad and guilty, a mixture of all kinds of emotions.
She complained that Yu Qizhe was unwilling to tell her anything and there was a lack of communication between them.
But in fact, she made the same mistake. If Yu Qizhe didn't say anything, she wouldn't ask. She always felt that she liked him, but she never put herself in his shoes.
He came from a poor family and experienced the fickleness of human nature after coming to the capital alone. After she became the third daughter of the Liu family, he felt pressure and his self-esteem, as well as the obstruction from the Liu family.
Yu Qizhe never complained to her about the many difficulties he faced alone, and she ignored them.
She even misunderstood that he valued his career more than anything else and only had power and future in his eyes.
Yu Jiao felt ashamed when she thought about this. Yu Qizhe took action against important officials like Yang Xu and his son for her, and even went against the prince. He was a newly crowned top scholar and a low-ranking official who had just entered the officialdom. He was like a gnat trying to shake a tree, seeking his own death. If he was not careful, he would end up in an irretrievable situation.
But all this was because she was bullied by Zhu Yu...
Yu Jiao looked at Yu Qizhe's clear and handsome features. He was mature beyond his years, but she seemed to have forgotten that the man in front of her was not even twenty years old.
Thinking of this, Yu Jiao felt a little distressed, and tears rolled down her almond-shaped eyes uncontrollably.
Yu Qizhe smiled helplessly, thinking that he had pushed her too hard, and hurriedly coaxed her softly: "If you don't want to, I won't ask today." He said that he would not let her suffer grievances and cry in the future, especially because of him.
After hearing what he said, Yu Jiao wiped away her tears and said with a nasal tone, "I'm not unwilling."
Yu Qizhe raised his eyebrows, his expression slightly relaxed, and his gentle phoenix eyes were filled with a hint of joy: "So you agree? The imperial edict should be delivered to the Liu Mansion tomorrow. I was just thinking, if you don't want to, I'll ask again tomorrow."
Yu Jiao's cheeks burned, and she responded vaguely, "But you are not allowed to hide anything from me in the future." She lowered her eyes and said a little embarrassedly: "If there is anything, we can bear it together, just like when we were in Qingyu Village."
Yu Qizhe could no longer restrain himself, and a deep smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He was really happy. His affectionate peach blossom eyes were as gentle as water, and they fell on Yu Jiao intently and deeply.
"Now there is something I want to tell you. The wedding date is set for the 16th of next month. It is an auspicious day calculated by Taoist Taixu of Fengtian Temple and set by His Majesty." Yu Qizhe's voice was gentle, as if he was coaxing Yu Jiao to agree.
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