Although the troubles of the Ye Family were indeed implicated by them, Ye Jiu wasn’t so unreasonable as to pin all the bla on him.
Even if there was a fault, it was shared by the two of them, and she would face it together.
Not blaming, that’s good, Sikong Mo finally felt at ease.
Jiujiu, do you know that when you just walked past , completely ignoring , how much it hurt inside?
Fortunately, you didn’t abandon , not even blaming .
With that, Sikong Mo was already satisfied.
However, Ye Jiu wasn’t aware of what was in Sikong Mo’s mind. She never blad or ignored him, she was just too anxious, her mind blank, and so she overlooked him.
"Amo, can you keep company...?"
"Okay."
At the end of the street, Ye Jiu lay on Sikong Mo’s back, gradually falling asleep.
That day was truly exhausting, but more was the fatigue of the heart.
When she woke up again, it was already broad daylight.
Ye Jiu got up from the bed, the blazing sunlight piercing her eyes, making her feel sowhat weak and uncomfortable, she instinctively raised her hand to shield against it.
"You’re awake?" Sikong Mo ca in from outside, carrying a wooden basin.
This scene, so down-to-earth.
Ye Jiu climbed out of bed, wearing only her inner garnts, her small white feet slipped into her shoes as she ran towards him.
Sikong Mo placed the water basin on the table, "Just right, I’ve fetched so water, co wash your face."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an embrace at his waist.
"Amo, you look so handso today."
"How am I handso?" Sikong Mo raised an eyebrow, in a very good mood.
"You looked so handso carrying the basin, and you’d be even more handso if you helped wash my face." Ye Jiu smiled charmingly.
As soon as Ye Jiu finished speaking, Sikong Mo pulled her aside, picking up an outer garnt to help her put it on.
With the sound of water splashing from the basin, Ye Jiu was once again pampered like a baby.
It was the first ti Ye Jiu knew, that Sikong Mo, a Prince, could cook, even though it was just a simple porridge, with a bit too little water, slightly undercooked, but Ye Jiu still thought it was delicious, mostly because she was content.
After going out, Ye Jiu looked at the bamboo forest before her and asked, "Where is this place?"
In the spring weather, the ground still faintly showed erging bamboo shoots, tender and seemingly waiting to be plucked.
Ye Jiu ran over, since coming to the capital city, she hadn’t seen such an invigorating view for a long ti.
Honestly, Ye Jiu was a bit fed up with her current life.
"This is the back mountain of the Royal Residence, this bamboo house was built by my father in those years." Sikong Mo said as he walked, with a face full of nostalgia, it was evident that his admiration for his father hadn’t faded away with the old Prince’s passing.
Ye Jiu stood up, looking at Sikong Mo, "Amo, I want to leave the capital city, suddenly I realized, I really hate it here."
In those people’s eyes, whether family or love, it seed everything needed calculation, which deeply repelled her.
"Then I’ll take you away." Sikong Mo said, his tone and expression very earnest.
As long as Ye Jiu agreed, he could disregard everything.
Ye Jiu smiled, though her heart held so bitterness.
"Leave the Ye Family’s matters to , even if it ans fighting to the end, even without the Tiger Talisman, the War Prince Residence is not just for show, not even the Emperor and the Wang Family combined might be my match." Sikong Mo was confident, he could fearlessly face it all.
The only thing that could influence him was Ye Jiu’s decision.
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