The next day, when Yu Jiao woke up, she found herself alone. She stood up and saw Yu Qizhe sitting on a soft couch beside the lattice door, flipping through a few pieces of paper covered with handwriting.
"You didn't sleep all night?" Yu Jiao asked in a daze after just waking up.
Yu Qizhe looked at her and said with a smile, "How could that be? I came back a little late last night."
Yu Jiao remembered that it was the end of the 11th hour when she went to bed, and it should have been the 12th hour when Yu Qizhe came back from the study. She went to bed early, but she didn't expect to wake up later than him.
She glanced at the clock and saw that it was still early, so she asked, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"Get up when you wake up." Yu Qizhe looked at her curled up in the quilt, motionless and sleepy, and said softly, "If you are sleepy, sleep for a while longer. I will keep an eye on the time."
Yu Jiao yawned lazily and shook her head. She didn't have the habit of staying in bed before, but after getting married, she woke up later and later in the past few days.
"If you continue to indulge me like this, I'm afraid I'll become even lazier." Yu Jiao got out of bed and went to the closet to get the clothes she would wear today, a lilac jacket with gold thread and a plain brocade pleated skirt.
After she changed her clothes and came out from behind the screen, she saw Yu Qizhe taking the copper basin from Jianjia and bringing it in. He handed the mouthwash water and tooth scented chips to Yu Jiao, his eyes full of doting: "You can be lazy, but who says a wife can't be a little lazy? If you are lazy, I will be more diligent, so that I can be useful."
After rinsing her mouth, Yu Jiao spit into the cup that Yu Qizhe was holding. She couldn't help laughing because of what he said.
Seeing her curved eyebrows, Yu Qizhe seemed to be not satisfied, and reached out to touch the corner of her eyes, "I have seen the ideas of the shop. My Jiaojiao, why do you always have so many wonderful ideas? You are so smart that your husband has no place to use his skills."
Yu Jiao patted his hand and said angrily, "I haven't washed my face yet!"
She washed her face with water, and as soon as she raised her hand, Yu Qizhe handed her a towel to wipe her face.
Yu Jiao wiped the water off her face while trying not to laugh, and asked, "Are you being so attentive because you are going back to the Liu Mansion today?"
Yu Qizhe shook his head but smiled without saying anything.
He didn't want to delegate any matters concerning Yu Jiao to anyone else, so that he could make her become dependent on him unknowingly.
After all, his Jiaojiao is too smart and independent. No matter what the situation is, she can live well on her own.
Most women in this world are like dodders, who rely on the protection of their families when they are young and depend on the favor of their husbands after they get married. But his Jiaojiao is a thorny grass in the wilderness, who does not need to rely on anyone and only needs a little sunshine and soil to live well.
This means that she can leave anyone.
Yu Jiao knew a lot of things that the world had never heard of. Although Yu Qizhe had been able to sense this before, the more he saw, the more he felt like he was holding a cloud of fog, unable to see clearly or grasp it. He could only see a white mass on the surface. It seemed to be held in his palm and tightly grasped, but in fact there was no way to really keep it.
Seeing that he was distracted, Yu Jiao thought he was thinking about the official business at the Dali Temple, so she sat down in front of the dressing mirror and called Jianjia to come over to tie her hair.
Yu Qizhe glanced at Jianjia, motioned her to leave, walked behind Yu Jiao, picked up the wooden comb from the dressing table, and said softly, "I once said that I would help you comb your hair every day. From now on, I will help you comb your hair, okay?"
Yu Jiao also recalled the conversation between them when Yu Qizhe was helping her tie her hair when she was still at Yu's house.
She and Yu Qizhe looked at each other through the bronze mirror. Time passed like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye they were married.
"Okay." Yu Jiao responded, and then deliberately said, "Then I'll ask you to tie my hair every day in the future, please don't find it annoying."
Yu Qizhe smiled, leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her hairline, his tone was as doting as before, his voice clear and bright: "Don't bother me."
Yu Jiao turned her head, and the two smiled at each other, saying exactly the same words as before, as if the old scene was replaying again.
The soft morning light shines through the lattice fans into the room, making it seem particularly warm and affectionate. One of them sits in front of the dressing mirror, while the other stands quietly behind her, like a perfect match.
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