Yu Qizhe returned to the back room and saw Yu Jiao hugging Meng Fei and talking. There was a soft curve at the corner of her lips. Meng Fei grabbed her sleeve, raised his face, and his eyes were full of dependence.
Seeing Yu Qizhe coming in, Yu Jiao let go of Meng Fei and said with a smile: "Your brother-in-law is here."
Meng Fei raised his head, with a flash of surprise in his eyes but soon he calmed down. He bent down and bowed deeply to Yu Qizhe, "Hello, brother-in-law." He had only heard from the servants that his sister married the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, and he thought she was from a wealthy family in the capital. He didn't expect that his brother-in-law was the same person after all.
Yu Qizhe walked over and helped Meng Fei up, saying to him, "Your sister told me that she wants you to study in the capital. I have asked someone to contact the teacher of Jintai Academy. I will arrange for you to study at Jintai Academy after you return to the capital."
Meng Fei hurriedly said: "Thank you, brother-in-law."
"We are all family, no need to be polite." Seeing Yu Jiao looking at him, Yu Qizhe softened his tone a bit, touched Meng Fei's head a little stiffly, and added, "From now on, treat this place as your own home. If you need anything, just tell your sister."
Meng Fei felt at ease and responded sincerely, "Okay."
Yu Jiao, who was standing by, looked at the two of them and smiled, then said to Jian Jia, "Serve the dishes."
The three of them had dinner together. Meng Fei didn't say much, just focused on eating. Occasionally, his eyes would fall on the chopsticks that Yu Qizhe used to pick up food for Yu Jiao. He felt that the two of them had a very good relationship, and he was happy too.
After dinner, Meng Fei returned to his own yard. Yu Qizhe accompanied Yu Jiao to the courtyard for a walk to digest the food. The moonlight in late autumn was cold. Yu Jiao was wearing a thin cloak. The palm of her hand held by Yu Qizhe was warm. The shallow moonlight fell in the courtyard, and the shadows of the trees swayed, like a pool of crystal white water.
The two of them walked lazily. Yu Jiao looked at the bright moon above her head, tilted her head to glance at Yu Qizhe, and felt indescribably happy in her heart. She really liked the quiet time they spent together. There was no need to say anything interesting. When she looked up, she could see the sun, moon and stars, and when she looked down, she had Yu Qizhe beside her. It was quiet, plain and leisurely.
"What are you laughing at?" Yu Qizhe asked gently, looking at the reflection of the moonlight in her eyes.
Yu Jiao pursed her lips, smiled softly and shook her head, "I feel that it's pretty good now. I hope you won't be so busy with official duties in the future, so we can take a walk in the courtyard every day and enjoy the scenery of the four seasons." She likes a stable and peaceful life. She doesn't want Yu Qizhe to work so hard for the power in his hands, nor does she want her current long-lasting happiness to be broken.
Yu Qizhe held her hand tightly and said, "When you come back from Changkui, I will walk with you every day."
Yu Jiao looked up at him and stretched out her little finger, showing a rare childish playfulness. "Let's make a pinky promise. If you can't do it, you're a puppy."
Yu Qizhe had a smile on his lips, his eyes were doting, and he stretched out his finger in cooperation, "Okay."
"Yu Qizhe." Yu Jiao hooked his finger and suddenly called his name, "I don't ask my husband to be rich and powerful, or to be a high-ranking official. I just want him to be safe and sound, and our little family can also be safe and stable."
It is impossible to say that the scene that Zhao Yu saw had no effect on Yu Jiao.
After people get married, their ideas will change. She doesn't want Yu Qizhe to be too extreme and decisive, ruthless, and leave no wiggle room for herself. In the ups and downs of officialdom, one may be a superior person today, but a prisoner tomorrow. She wants to have a good life with Yu Qizhe and not just seek temporary glory.
How could Yu Qizhe not understand the deep meaning of her words? He lowered his eyes, tapped Yu Jiao's thumb, and said, "Okay." Then he held Yu Jiao's hand in his palm and said, "It's cold at night, let's go back to the house."
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