Qiuyue just leaned in Ye Zhiqiu's arms quietly, until her tears were wiped away, and then whispered: "Brother Ye, actually I know in my heart... the person you like is not my sister!"
Ye Zhiqiu was shocked, lowered his head to meet her clear eyes, and was speechless for a moment.
It turns out that this girl Qiu Yue also saw the secret in her heart, so did her sister Qiu Yan also see it back then?!
So even though Qiu Yan liked herself, she never expressed her feelings to him, and didn't even ask A Jing to marry him?!
When Ye Zhiqiu thought of this possibility, the corners of his lips curled up into a wry smile.
He thought he was hiding it well, but he couldn't hide it from these thoughtful sisters!
"Qiuyue, I failed your sister..." Ye Zhiqiu said in a low voice.
Qiuyue shook her head, stretched out her hand to cover his lips, and replied softly: "Brother Ye, my sister once wrote to me and mentioned you many times... You have never let her down, because your sister said that you can't force emotional matters.
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When Qiuyue said this, her voice suddenly became distant: "I hadn't met Brother Ye at that time. I always heard my sister mention you. I was also curious about what kind of person Brother Ye was and why my sister could never forget you... I met him later.
Brother Ye, after experiencing so much together with Brother Ye, I understand why my sister only loves you, Brother Ye!"
Qiuyue thought of the time when she and her sister were talking about Ye Zhiqiu, and a knowing smile appeared on her lips.
Although Qiuyue is not stunningly beautiful, her smile that comes from the heart makes her look even more touching.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at her recalling those past events, smiling and laughing, and actually fell into the memories of the past.
Those were the years he spent with his family as Jiang Cheng when he was a child. They were so happy... The Jiang family was not well-off at that time, but it was their most carefree time!
Qiuyue was originally reminiscing about the past, but she accidentally saw the smile rising on Ye Zhiqiu's face, and was fascinated for a moment.
How long has it been since she saw a smile on Ye Zhiqiu's face!
My sister once said that although Brother Ye's smile is rare, it is unforgettable... Now she finally understands why her sister was so emotional at that time!
Brother Ye said that his heart is old, but if his heart is really old, how can his smile be so warm and heartwarming?
"Brother Ye..." Qiuyue couldn't help but call Ye Zhiqiu in a low voice. When she saw Ye Zhiqiu come back to her senses and look at her with gentle eyes, she felt panic in her heart and a blush appeared on her face.
"I know that my beauty will never be as good as hers, and I don't seek to replace her position in Brother Ye's heart... I just want to be with Brother Ye!"
Qiuyue was afraid of facing his gaze, lowered her head and said.
Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu did not let go of her. Instead, he took her hand and put it into his palm. He looked directly into her eyes and said faintly: "Qiuyue, in fact, I have already let go of her. The reason why I don't marry is probably
I’m used to being alone…”
When he said this, he paused and then said: "You stay with me so that I will no longer be alone, so if you regret it in the future, I will not let you go. Do you understand?"
Hearing this, Qiuyue trembled slightly and said without hesitation: "Brother Ye, I will never regret it. From the moment I fell in love with you, I have never regretted it!"
Ye Zhiqiu raised the corners of his lips slightly, lifted her chin, and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, perhaps making a promise to her.
This year, the queen personally made Qiu Yue, the first female minister in the palace, her adopted sister, and married Qiu Yue to Ye Zhiqiu. The dowry was so generous that it immediately became a hot topic in the capital, Luoyang.
Many years later, Ye Zhiqiu and Qiuyue have many children and grandchildren. Looking back on their lives, they will always be filled with emotion.
When he was a student, a master from the mountains said that he would have many catastrophes in his life, but the dead wood would always come back with spring, and happiness was in his own hands!