The two of them felt like they were getting married now, and they became more and more clingy, and the atmosphere in the hometown suddenly became warm and sweet.
Look at the young handsome man's loving eyes, which are full of tenderness, as if he is willing to use anything to keep this woman.
I still remember that when they first came to see the Young Marshal, the Young Marshal had a cold look on his face. When did his expression show up? Moreover, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Everyone felt lifeless every day. The Young Marshal didn't smile, but they did.
I also don’t dare to laugh randomly.
But now...they think it's so good.
Everyone seems to have been infected by the young marshal, and they are in a good mood every day. They know that... the reason why they can be so relaxed is because of the young marshal's wife.
After dinner, she was fine. After all, Zhongqing was concerned about Yi Jian's health and insisted on urging him to go to bed to rest. Lying on the bed, she nestled on a soft chair nearby, holding a book and reading it carefully.
Then, he also asked Xu Ang to take a military book and read it boredly.
The sunlight hits the house just right, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
It's as if if this continues, time will stand still.
All the world is at peace.
The sky is blue, the wind is clear, and the clouds are light.
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"Young Marshal..." Suddenly there was a short knock on the door, followed by Xu Ang's deep voice.
"Huh?" Yi Jian put down the book, raised her head, and responded.
Xu Ang pushed the door open and came in. When he saw the scene inside the house, his eyes couldn't help but warm up. "Young Marshal, the eldest lady sent a message and asked the Young Marshal and his wife to go there."
Zhong Qing's fingers clenched the book with strength in an instant. She subconsciously looked at Yi Jian and found that Yi Jian was calm and clear, as if she didn't care at all. Then she turned her head, looked at Xu Ang, and asked softly
Said: "Xu Ang... did the eldest lady say anything?"
Xu Ang shook his head: "No, I just sent Ziyuan to send a message. Young Marshal... do you want to go over?"
Yi Jian nodded, obviously going there, after all, she was also his sister-in-law... the real wife of her most beloved elder brother, so of course he wanted to give her such respect.
He put down the book, sat up, and motioned Xu Ang to get dressed.
Yi Jian got dressed, personally chose a cheongsam for Zhong Qingtiao, took her to the back hall to change into, and then gave her a comforting look.