"Yu Qizhe, please don't be angry, okay?"
The fiery red morning sun has jumped out of the sea level, the deep sea surface connects with the vast sky, and the soft morning light fills every corner, like a beautiful painting, covering up the chaos and fighting of the night, revealing only tranquility and beauty.
The frost on Yu Qizhe's face finally disappeared. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Jiao for a long time. Finally, he sighed, wiped away the tears on her cheeks bit by bit with his fingertips, and said "hmm" helplessly.
After she said that, could he still be angry? He would always be soft-hearted towards her.
He loves her so much, it is impossible for him to really ignore her, he is just venting.
He let out the fear in his heart of losing her, the wound that had been ignored until now and was only seen, and he let out the jealousy in his heart.
Yu Jiao raised her head from his arms and looked at him, confirming, "Are you really not angry anymore?"
Yu Qizhe smiled helplessly and said patiently, "I'm not angry anymore."
Yu Jiao's tense mind relaxed, and she asked tentatively: "Can you help me find a thousand-year-old ginseng in Jiaxing City? He is seriously injured and has lost too much blood..."
Yu Qizhe was so angry that he almost laughed. He couldn't help but raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly, "You coaxed me into not being angry anymore, and now you want me to find medicine for him again. Yu Jiao, you really are..."
Yu Jiao was afraid that he would think about it again, so she raised her head to kiss his chin and explained softly, "I'm not, don't think too much..."
Yu Qizhe lowered his head slightly, bit her lips hard, and smiled softly, "Got it."
Seeing that he wasn't really angry, Yu Jiao relaxed, "So, you agree?"
Yu Qizhe hummed softly. What else could he do if he didn't agree? He had already fallen into her hands for the rest of his life. She was his beloved wife. Whether it was good or bad, he would always bear it with her.
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