We can sell eggs regularly, and if we cultivate three acres of land to grow ramie, we can also sell cloth there. The two of us are sure to make our lives prosperous.”
Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at Liang Qi, ignored his question, and asked something else: "How are Young Master Yun and the others now?"
Liang Qi pinched Xiaoyue's nose, pretending to be jealous, and said, "Why don't you care about me? Instead, you're concerned about that white peacock."
Xiaoyue reached out and slapped Liang Qi, but Liang Qi was a skilled martial artist, so Xiaoyue didn't really hit him hard. Liang Qi then grabbed Xiaoyue's hand and held it with a grin.
When Liang Qi saw that Xiaoyue's hands were covered in cracks, and her rough, uncleaned fingertips were covered in vertical lines, he, who had originally intended to tease her, was speechless upon seeing the state of her hands.
Feeling as if his heart was stuffed with cotton, he jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), grabbed Xiaoyue's hand and brought her to her side, then took her other hand and spread their palms open. Their hands were covered with fine lines and shallow scars.
Liang Qi felt a pang of heartache as he placed Xiaoyue's hand over his chest, his throat choked with emotion, unable to speak.
Xiaoyue had never seen Liang Qi so emotional before, and was momentarily at a loss for words. She quickly withdrew her hand and said nonchalantly, "What's so interesting about this?" Xiaoyue then put her hand behind her back.
Liang Qi's affectionate gaze towards Xiaoyue made her unconsciously want to take a few steps back. However, sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) with Liang Qi standing in front of her, Xiaoyue turned her head away, deliberately avoiding looking at him.
Liang Qi corrected Xiaoyue's face. Facing Liang Qi's affectionate gaze, Xiaoyue couldn't help but lower her head, wanting only to escape.
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