Guo Luoluo's expression became dazed, and she lowered her eyelids.
“Since it’s over, it should be over cleanly. Look at her, she’s willing to stand against you for the sake of your thirteenth brother, so why should you still care about her?”
Guo Luoluo suddenly pulled her hand back, shook her head vigorously, and said firmly, "You don't understand, you don't understand anything. I know her. No matter when or where, she will never hurt me."
Disappointment flashed in Yinzhi's eyes: "Yes, perhaps as you say, she won't hurt you, but I have no way out. If I don't deal with them, they will deal with me. In the past, you would do anything for me, but now I understand that the only person you truly care about is her. You can disregard my safety and our relationship as husband and wife for her sake."
Guo Luoluo shook her head, her expression pained: "No, no... don't force me!"
“It’s not that I’m forcing you, it’s that you’re forcing yourself. Ask yourself honestly, haven’t you done enough for her? Yet she has repeatedly betrayed your kindness for the sake of the thirteenth brother.” Prince Lian’s face was cold and stern as he pressed on, his tone full of disappointment: “You never suffer a loss at the hands of anyone, yet you tolerate her wanton behavior. You’ve changed. You’re no longer yourself, no longer the proud Guo Luoluo Xiangyi.”
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Thirteen has been teaching for three days now, and he says he's adapting fairly well.
Those who went there were mostly children in their early teens. Everyone in the neighborhood knew that Thirteen was a good student and also had a good appearance. Even women in their thirties would often take a second look at him when they took their children to school, and the more they looked, the more they liked him.
At first, they were all aiming for the thirteenth child, but later they found that the other party was indeed talented, so they felt at ease sending their children there, and other families also sent their children there.
Every day at noon, Heyue would take Zhizhu to deliver lunch to Shisan. The journey wasn't far; it took less than 15 minutes to walk there.
Seeing the young women and wives hiding outside, praising Thirteen who was sitting in front of them with blushing cheeks, He Yue was both amused and exasperated.
It's easy to imagine how frustrated Thirteen must have been, being treated like a monkey inside, but he couldn't even get angry.
Every time Thirteen saw Heyue come over, he would smile with exceptional warmth and joy, at which point the women outside would whisper excitedly.
Everyone was extremely envious of such a handsome young man and his equally beautiful and virtuous wife.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, Heyue is virtuous, which is very different from her previous image.
A wife who often brings meals to her husband, is so beautiful, and can make her husband smile with such joy and satisfaction—the only word that comes to mind is "virtuous."
Then came envy and self-consciousness.
Such a loving couple is truly rare, especially one with such outstanding looks and character.
All other thoughts vanished in the face of such comparison, and no one harbored any improper desires for the outstanding man before them.
Heyue was very satisfied with this.
She comes to deliver meals every day not because she has nothing better to do, nor because she wants to be a virtuous wife and loving mother; these things can be done by the maids.
She wanted to let those women who coveted Thirteen know that this man belonged to her, Zhao Jiaheyue, and no one else could even dream of having him.
Thirteen was fully aware of this and was very happy, but he didn't expose it, enjoying letting outsiders see the affection between him and his wife.
After becoming a tutor, the thirteenth prince shed his arrogant and haughty demeanor, becoming gentle, humble, and approachable, like a polished piece of jade.
He used to be passionate, and He Yue could always feel his inner fervor. Now, he reserved all his passion for He Yue alone, and in public, he always appeared humble and gentle.
He Yue also felt sorry for him, thinking that he had lost his original pride and sharp edges, and it was unfair to him to condescend to teach ordinary people. Was he really willing to live such an ordinary life?
She loved seeing his straightforward, proud, and innocent smile, and didn't want to see him one day learn to hide his emotions just so she wouldn't worry.
But then I thought, there are gains and losses. If he could avoid his future fate, then his current state wasn't so bad after all.
At least they can still feel each other's hearts, know that the other is still the person in their hearts, and be able to live an ordinary life like ordinary people and experience the simplest joys. This seems to be a kind of happiness.
Nothing is without flaws; it is the flaws that make us cherish the time we have now even more.
For the entire afternoon, Heyue sat on a chair to the side, resting her chin on her hand and watching the people in the Thirteenth Teachings read. She felt that the Thirteenth Teachings suddenly possessed an indescribable charm.
Indeed, cultured people are more charming; no wonder all those women are rushing here to see him.
As Heyue watched, she couldn't help but yawn, then snuggled up to Zhizhu and fell asleep.
As the sun was about to set, Heyue was woken up by Shisan. She opened her eyes groggily and met Shisan's smiling eyes. She asked in surprise, "Is it over?"
Thirteen hummed in agreement, helped her up, straightened her clothes, and took her hand, saying, "Let's go."
Heyue yawned as she followed him outside.
Seeing her like this, Thirteen teased, "What's wrong? Is listening to my teaching so boring?"
Heyue waved her hand: "No way! I can't help it either. Ever since I was little, I always get sleepy when I listen to people reading. Maybe I'm just not cut out for studying."
Thirteen listened thoughtfully: "But I heard that you were a talented girl when you were young."
He Yue suddenly came to her senses, took his arm, and chuckled, "These are all flattery from those lackeys. How could I have such talent? I just know a few more words than those lackeys, and they've already elevated me to such a high status."
Hailan muttered from behind, "That's not true. When the Princess was young, she was very good at studying. She was the most learned of all the princesses in the mansion."
He Yue suddenly turned her head and glared fiercely at Hai Lan.
Hailan was so frightened by Heyue's murderous gaze that she immediately fell silent, stuck out her tongue, and lowered her head.
Thirteen smiled and said lightly, "So my wife is so modest."
He Yue laughed awkwardly, "Not at all!" Pretending not to understand the deeper meaning in his tone, she pretended to be admiring the scenery around her.
Thirteen glanced at her and shook his head helplessly.
Just then, a surprised voice came from behind: "Young master, please wait."
He Yue and Shisan paused, and turned around to see a middle-aged man striding forward. Upon seeing Shisan, a pleased smile appeared on his face: "Indeed, you are the young master."
Having said that, he cupped his hands in a bow and said, "It is indeed fate that we meet here, young master."
Thirteen thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, "So it's Mr. Zhang." He quickly returned the greeting.
The person in front of him was the same person he had met playing chess on the shore of Slender West Lake when he first arrived in Yangzhou. Thirteen had a deep impression of this person and felt a great liking for him.
"May I ask how this gentleman is addressed?" Mr. Zhang asked with a smile.
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