Seeing that he remained silent, Yu Jiao felt a slight joy in her heart. Although the little old-fashioned boy was a little cold, she knew that he must be worried about her, otherwise he would not have come to the He Mansion to find her. Yu Jiao curled her lips and smiled softly.
When Yu Qizhe heard her laughter, his ears felt slightly hot. He looked at her silently for a while, "Did they embarrass you?"
Yu Jiao stopped laughing, looked sideways at his beautiful features, and asked, "What would you do if you were embarrassed?"
Yu Qizhe's hands hanging at his sides tightened slightly, because Yu Jiao's words made him feel powerless, like an empty palm that couldn't hold anything. He pursed his lips, and his slightly cold voice revealed a hint of determination, "There won't be a next time."
"Huh?" Yu Jiao looked at him puzzledly.
Yu Qizhe turned his face away and said nothing, but he engraved these words deeply in his heart.
Yu Jiao figured out what Yu Qizhe meant and grinned. What Xiao Guban said was quite heartwarming. Regardless of whether it was true or not, she explained with a smile, "They didn't make it difficult for me. Old Master He's disease is not incurable. I have prescribed medicine and he will be cured in no time."
The summer evening breeze was mixed with the faint scent of magnolia, and the air seemed to have a hint of sweetness. Yu Qizhe hummed lightly, and the two walked side by side towards the room where Yu Jiao lived.
The maid brought tea and snacks. Yu Jiao picked up a piece of mung bean cake and ate it slowly with the tea. "Shall I ask Mr. He to prepare a carriage to take you back?"
Yu Qizhe put down the jade green teacup and shook his head, "I will stay with you and not go back."
Yu Jiao had thought that Yu Qizhe came to see her out of concern, but she had never expected that he would stay with her. She raised her little face and smiled at him, "I'm doing fine at the He family, as you can see. There's nothing to worry about. You don't have to stay with me on purpose."
Yu Qizhe frowned and shook his head, saying stubbornly, "I'll stay with you."
Seeing that he insisted, Yu Jiao bit her lip. She was not good at dealing with people and was afraid of others being nice to her. If she owed others a favor, she would always rack her brains to repay it.
She had no intention of having too deep a bond with the Yu family, and she was already very happy that Yu Qizhe could come to the He Mansion to find her.
Yu Jiao lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said softly, "You don't have to be like this. I promised to cure you, and I will never break my promise."
Yu Qizhe's expression became a little stern, his narrow peach blossom eyes stared at Yu Jiao, and he said in a tense voice, "It has nothing to do with my health. I am worried about you living here alone."
The clear and compelling pupils made people dare not look directly at them. Yu Jiao's heart skipped a beat. Avoiding his beautiful eyebrows and eyes like ink, Yu Jiao set her eyes on his neatly trimmed fingers. His hands were very beautiful, with five slender fingers with distinct joints and clean and shiny nails.
After a long while, Yu Jiao said slowly, "Then I'll have someone go say hello to Mr. He."
She called the maid standing outside the door, "My family is worried and wants to stay with me. Please tell Mr. He and ask him to prepare another guest room."
"Don't bother, I'll live with you." Yu Qizhe looked at the maid, "Please tell Mr. He that I'm her husband and I want to stay in the mansion to accompany her."
Yu Jiao pursed her lips and glanced at him, then nodded to the maid who was still standing there. The maid then knelt down and bowed before leaving.
He Dongsheng heard the news but said nothing. Later, he had two meals delivered.
Yu Jiao was a little absent-minded when eating. There was only one bed in the room. She couldn't understand why Yu Qizhe insisted on living with her. Could it be that he suddenly came to his senses and wanted to sleep with her?
Yu Jiao quickly put this idea out of her head. Although they had not been together for a long time, Yu Qizhe's image as a gentleman was still deeply rooted in her heart. What's more, they were now in someone else's house. No matter what, Yu Qizhe would not want to do anything with her in someone else's bed.
After dinner, Yu Jiao went for a walk in the yard to help digest the food. Yu Qizhe also stood up and followed her to the yard, accompanying Yu Jiao in walking in circles in the yard.
"You... come here, does Aunt Song know?" The two of them walked around in silence for two circles. Yu Jiao turned her head to look at Yu Qizhe and broke the silence.
He is frail and came out alone to find her. How could Aunt Song and the others feel at ease? Yu Ruhai should wish to have nothing to do with her at this moment, so how could he be willing to let Yu Qizhe come to the He family.
Yu Qizhe was wearing a green robe. Although he was thin, he looked very tall due to his slender figure. Under the moonlight, their shadows fell on the bluestone slabs. When he heard Yu Jiao talking, he turned his head.
The two were originally walking side by side. When Yu Jiao turned around, she saw that his handsome face was very close to her, and their breaths were almost blending together. She took a step back awkwardly and almost tripped over herself.
Yu Qizhe quickly supported her waist and whispered, "Watch the road." Then he withdrew his hand.
Yu Jiao's cheeks felt slightly hot, perhaps because of the hot weather, even her breathing became dry.
Yu Qizhe put the hand that had supported Yu Jiao behind his back, his palm slightly curled up, and there seemed to be a hint of softness between his fingers. He curved his lips and said, "Father and mother know, they are worried about you too."
Yu Jiao seldom saw him smile. In fact, Yu Qizhe looked very good when he smiled. His gloomy and cold eyebrows stretched out into a vivid ink-dyed landscape, with an unusual warmth and brightness. His amorous and romantic peach blossom eyes were particularly alluring. Although he looked a bit sickly and weak, and very abstinent and contradictory, he was hard to miss.
A word suddenly popped up in Yu Jiao's mind: a scumbag.
"Actually, don't worry. I can handle it by myself." Yu Jiao said dryly.
"I know." Yu Qizhe replied as soon as she finished speaking.
He knew that she was different from other girls. She relied on herself no matter what happened. She would not cry or rely on others. She always took on everything by herself.
Even though he knew that she could solve the He family's troubles, he still wanted to come to her. Even if he couldn't help her at all, it would be fine to just stay with her quietly. Maybe this way she wouldn't be facing it alone.
There was another long silence. Yu Jiao felt a little sleepy and went back to her room. The maid brought her hot water. After washing up, Yu Jiao sat in front of the bronze mirror in the room. She slowly untied her hair, and her fingers were boredly hooking her hair. She looked at the only bed in the room, feeling a little worried.
After Yu Qizhe finished washing up, he saw Yu Jiao sitting on the stool. He saw through her little thoughts and found it funny. She usually spoke without restraint and had no shame at all. He really thought she was bold and daring, with no taboos. It turned out that she was just a paper tiger.
Thinking of the previous times she teased him, Yu Qizhe walked behind her, leaned down, and said slowly above her head, "It's time to rest, my lady."
Yu Jiao was startled by the sudden approaching sound. She stood up in panic. It was too late for Yu Qizhe to step back and he was hit on the jaw by her.
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