"What mole? There isn't any." Yu Fuling carefully inspected Yu Jiao's smooth and white back and said.
"No?" Yu Jiao pulled her skirt together, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt much more at ease. Fortunately, there was no such thing, which saved her a lot of trouble.
"Is your back itchy? I'll boil a pot of hot water for you to wash it thoroughly in the evening." During the time she lived in the Mu family, Yu Fuling discovered that Yu Jiao was particularly fond of cleanliness and took a bath almost every day.
Yu Jiao curled her lips and chuckled, then shook her head, "No, I can cook it myself."
Yu Fuling sorted out the laundry and glanced out the window. Gu Yun, who was standing in the yard watching Yu Qiaoshan making an umbrella, asked curiously, "What did Master Liu and the others come for? Is it related to Doctor Lin in Qingzhou?"
"No, the old friend they were looking for passed away. They probably wanted to play in Changkui for a few days and had nowhere else to go, so they came here." Yu Jiao said casually.
The door of the inner room rang, and Yu Qizhe's voice came from outside the door, "Yu Jiao, come to my room."
Yu Jiao stood up from the bed. She had already guessed why Yu Qizhe called her. It was nothing more than what Gu Yun had said in the main room before.
She entered Yu Qizhe's room and sat down at the table. Before Yu Qizhe could ask, she took the initiative to say, "Gu Yun recognized the wrong person. I don't know what he is talking about. I know nothing."
Seeing this, Yu Qizhe smiled in his peach blossom eyes. He walked to Yu Jiao's side and looked at her quietly for a while, "Shall we get married?"
Yu Jiao was not prepared for him to say such a thing. She looked at him in surprise and even forgot to breathe for a moment.
Yu Qizhe held her hand and coaxed her in a low voice, "You should have been my wife. I was in poor health before and was afraid of getting you into trouble, but now I am well. You won't despise me, right?"
He lowered his peach blossom eyes and showed weakness with his handsome face, which made Yu Jiao unable to utter the word "disdain".
Seeing Yu Jiao remained silent, he took her hand and shook it, "After the results are announced, we will get married, okay?"
The hand he was holding stiffened slightly. Yu Jiao wanted to take her hand back, but he held it tightly. Yu Jiao's cheeks turned slightly pink. She turned her face away, "Why are you talking nonsense? What about getting married... Stop it."
Yu Qizhe followed and said seriously, "I'm not talking nonsense. I like you and want to marry you. This is what I really mean."
This was the first time in two lifetimes that someone had said he wanted to marry her.
Yu Jiao really couldn't bear to look at Yu Qizhe's bewitching face. He was too handsome, and his charming peach blossom eyes were full of affection and extremely bewitching when he looked at her.
She pinched herself with her other hand, trying not to be tempted, and took a deep breath quietly before calming down. "How old are you? How can you know what it means to truly love someone? I'm still young too, so don't say such things in the future."
She pulled her hand back forcefully, stood up and walked out of the house. Her back looked like she was running away.
Yu Qizhe watched her leaving, a hint of disappointment flashed across his peach blossom eyes. He originally didn't want to say these words to her so early, but... another man said he wanted to marry her in front of him, which made Yu Qizhe feel inexplicably uneasy.
Yu Qizhe sat dejectedly on the chair where Yu Jiao had just sat. He picked up the pen washer on the table, played with it gently in his hands, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.
That person was the young marquis. He had nothing, and she was too dazzling. That kind of brilliance could not be hidden. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he was indeed a little afraid. He was afraid that one day she would leave and he would not be able to get her...heart.
This panic and powerlessness made him want to brand her with his own mark.
Ever since Yu Qizhe said those words to Yu Jiao that day, Yu Jiao always felt a little uncomfortable. She avoided Yu Qizhe for several days and did not go to his room to practice calligraphy anymore. At the same time, in order to avoid the unreasonable Gu Yun, she did not even go to the yard often.
But Gu Yun was determined to pester her, and Yu Jiao couldn't avoid him no matter how hard she tried.
That day, Yu Jiao and Yu Fuling went to the river to wash clothes. They were talking in a low voice when they were not prepared for Gu Yun to suddenly appear from behind them.
"Finally I caught you!" Gu Yun gritted his teeth and stared at Yu Jiao. He put one hand on Yu Jiao's back and threatened, "If you don't agree, I'll push you into the river!"
Yu Jiao was startled. After hearing what Gu Yun said, she was so angry that she grabbed the wet clothes and turned around to throw them at Gu Yun's face.
"What are you doing? How rude!" Gu Yun raised his hand to block and said angrily.
Yu Jiao sneered, "I said no, it means no, Gu Yun, if you want to show off your power as a young marquis, go back to your capital and stop being so foolish in front of me!"
Gu Yun wiped the water droplets off his face, feeling angry and helpless, and compromised, "If you really don't want me and Ziqi to see you... we can just find a woman to see you."
Yu Jiao ignored him, turned around and continued to wash clothes.
Gu Yun stared at her back, really wanting to beat Yu Jiao up, but he couldn't bear to do so. He was annoyed that Yu Jiao was not docile and obedient enough, but he was helpless. Several letters had come from the capital, urging him and Liu Ziqi to return to the capital. They could no longer stay in Yu's house.
Gu Yun clenched his fists, calmed down, and couldn't help but poke Yu Jiao's lower back with his hand, saying in a gentle voice, "This won't work, and that won't work either. What do you think we should do?"
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