This kind of Ye Qingzhi left Ye Jiu feeling quite helpless.
Clearly, it’s herself, yet she couldn’t confess in front of Ye Qingzhi.
Abandoning her previous identity and starting anew brings many advantages to her, but also many drawbacks.
However, no matter what, life will still go on like this.
On the fifth day of Ye Jiu’s return to Wangshan Village, everyone knew about the demise of Princess Changfu.
And that night, Sikong Mo finally appeared.
By then, Ye Jiu was already lying in bed preparing to sleep. Seeing the suddenly appearing Sikong Mo, she didn’t hide her resentnt, "In the dead of night, what brings the War King to a humble woman’s room?"
Sikong Mo looked extrely exhausted, with dark stubble growing on his chin, adding a sense of ruggedness to his originally handso features.
"Jiujiu, stop it, will you..."
Ye Jiu grew even angrier. He disappeared without a word, leaving her alone in the capital city’s turmoil, and now he accuses her of causing trouble?
"The War King should stop calling so intimately. I am not your Jiujiu. Just a lone, pitiful, helpless woman..."
Before Ye Jiu could finish her words, Sikong Mo unexpectedly started to undo his outer garnts.
Ye Jiu’s heart trembled imdiately, "Sikong Mo, what are you doing..."
Sikong Mo did not answer, calmly taking off his outer clothes.
"Hey, Sikong Mo..." Nervously, Ye Jiu unconsciously swallowed.
Watching him approach wearing just his inner garnts, Ye Jiu’s mind fell into chaos.
Yet Sikong Mo remained exceptionally calm, coming over, lifting the corner of the quilt, stepping onto the bed, laying down in the space that belonged only to her.
Reaching out, in a commanding posture, he pulled Ye Jiu over, holding her in his arms, finally speaking, "Don’t move, let hold you..."
His breath grazed her neck, allowing her to clearly feel his fatigue.
At this mont, all the resentnt in Ye Jiu’s heart vanished into nothingness.
Suddenly, she no longer wanted to ask, regardless of where he’s been or the reasons for leaving her alone in the capital city, but in the end, he returned, and that’s enough.
Ye Jiu never imagined that one day, she would choose to be foolish for a man, not ask anything, so long as he’s by her side, that’s enough.
"Amo..." Ye Jiu proactively reached out, embracing him.
Yet she could clearly feel, during this period, he had lost a lot of weight, his already slender body becoming even more bony.
"Jiujiu, I want to marry you." Sikong Mo’s words, more like a whisper, ca as his breath gradually steadied, without waiting for Ye Jiu to respond.
It was clear he was truly exhausted, maybe fatigued not just in body, but in spirit as well.
Ye Jiu only knew his sudden departure was related to the old Prince of the War Prince Residence’s news, but the exact truth, she did not know.
"Amo, let’s get married." Though quietly held by Sikong Mo, unlike his tiredness, Ye Jiu stayed awake in the middle of the night.
Though the Ye Family was also her ho, her parents were already old, and her brothers have families now. Her identity was rely an orphan taken in by the He Family, seen by others as a stand-in for Princess Changfu. Aside from He Family and Old Ye still cherishing her, in the eyes of others, her presence gradually beca insignificant.
She too yearned for a ho of her own.
With herself, with him, in future, there would be children.
In the darkness, Ye Jiu gazed at Sikong Mo’s sleeping face, quietly reflecting...
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