Luo Cuiwei had a candy in her mouth and couldn't afford to waste words with him, so she could only glare at him fiercely and point to the door.
After being ignored for a while, and after complaining a couple of times and being chased away, His Highness Prince Zhao got angry. He mustered up his courage, glared at her back, and then strode out of the study in a huff.
Finally regaining peace, Luo Cuiwei quickly picked up the abacus and began to check the last few accounts.
With the distracting voices gone, she got to work much faster, but felt a little empty inside.
After finally settling the accounts, Luo Cuiwei rubbed her forehead and sat down to calm herself for a moment. Thinking of Yun Lie's angry departure, she couldn't help but wonder if she had gone too far.
Just as she was thinking of going to coax him, the study door was pushed open again.
The person who had just stormed off strode back to her, bracing himself on the table with one hand and the back of the chair with the other, and loosely pulled her into his arms.
“I’ve thought about it,” Yun Lie leaned down and brought his face close to hers, raising an eyebrow and scoffing, “There’s no such logic! You… um.”
His wife, who was sitting upright in the chair, suddenly tilted her head back and brought her sweet, soft red lips close to his mouth, using the tip of her tongue to put half a candy into his mouth.
“Hey, the last candy you gave me,” her face flushed, her bright eyes smiling, “I left half for you, here you go.”
Yun Lie was stunned by her unconventional move, and stood there blankly with a red face.
Luo Cuiwei suppressed a laugh, stood up and nudged his shoulder, "Move aside, I'll go see if Yuanzi is awake."
He stretched out his long arm and tightened his grip on her waist. "Wait a minute."
"What are you doing?" Luo Cuiwei looked up at him with a smile, asking a question she already knew the answer to.
"Giving back half a candy isn't enough," Yun Lie said with a provocative smile. "If you're so capable, give me back everything you ate and drank earlier!"
Luo Cui smiled and tilted her head back to avoid his burning lips, mimicking his tone, "Then if you're so capable, don't come back after you leave!"
He smiled and cupped the back of her head in his hand, letting her laugh uncontrollably in his arms. "I didn't leave at all. I was outside the door the whole time. I only came in when I heard the abacus stop."
Luo Cuiwei then chuckled and grabbed his collar, saying, "Why did you make a scene with me for no reason? Now that I have some free time, you can say whatever you want."
Yun Lie lowered his head and nibbled at her lips several times before whispering softly against her lips, "Is the ledger prettier than me?"
Busy as they are, with both of them in this study, shouldn't they at least give him a look and soothe him occasionally? This is just too much.
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Around noon on October 17th, someone reported that Gao Zhan, the craftsman, had accidentally fallen from an earthen platform and injured his leg while inspecting the city's defenses that morning.
Luo Cuiwei was about to go out with Xiahou Ling when she heard the news and was stunned. She quickly stopped to ask for details.
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Upon learning that Gao Zhan had been promptly taken to Jishetang Hospital for treatment, and that the doctor said he only needed to rest in bed for two months and was otherwise fine, and that he had been sent back to his residence, she was somewhat relieved.
However, she thought that Gao Zhan had come to Linchuan alone, without his family around, so she should visit him out of both courtesy and reason.
However, she was too busy to get away at the moment. Looking up at Yun Lie in the study, who seemed indifferent, she thought that he seemed to be a little free these days, so she asked him to go in her place.
“Going to see him won’t make him recover any faster,” Yun Lie said with a helpless smile when he saw Luo Cuiwei glaring at him. “Fine, I’ll go and take a look at him for you.”
****
To be honest, Gao Zhan originally lived in the official residence, but after pestering Fu Ying for several months, he eventually got her to agree to lend him a room in her own house.
In other words, Gao Zhan is currently living in the Fu residence next to the Zhao Prince's residence, which is not far away.
Carrying the gifts that Tao Yin had helped prepare, Yun Lie arrived at Gao Zhan's room. He glanced at Gao Zhan's injured leg perfunctorily, his face full of indifference.
After all, Yun Lie was a veteran of many battles. He had suffered countless injuries, both major and minor, and had witnessed countless horrific injuries. Therefore, in his eyes, Gao Zhan's injuries were at most only slightly more serious than a scrape.
"You unlucky bastard, I've never seen someone break their leg while patrolling the city," Yun Lie said casually, but then asked with rare tenderness, "Are you staying at the Fu family's place? Is someone taking care of you?"
Now, Gao Zhan has been working under Yun Lie for nearly a year and has come to know Yun Lie's character much better. He is no longer as fearful as he was when he first came last year.
Instead, it fostered greater trust and closeness.
When Yun Lie asked about this, he peeked outside with his sly eyes. After confirming that no one was outside, he couldn't help but chuckle smugly and leaned over to whisper his boast.
"Just before Your Highness arrived, Miss Fu personally fed me the soup," Gao Zhan said, a barely concealed smile playing on his lips, his chin slightly raised. "The key point is, personally!"
Yun Lie was blinded by the smug look on his face and suddenly realized that his rare pity was completely unnecessary.
****
That evening, Yun Lie, who had returned from the shock of the Fu family next door, couldn't eat dinner.
Having already eaten and drunk her fill, Yuanzi was placed in a wooden stroller and recliner to keep her company. She noticed her father occasionally casting a lonely glance at her. Although the little one was not yet able to read between the lines, she found it very interesting and turned her head back and forth, playing hide-and-seek with him.
Luo Cuiwei looked up and saw Yun Lie looking dazed, so she asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Yun Lie glanced at her with a detached look. "Gao Zhan said that Fu Ying personally fed him soup."
"Did he break his leg or his arm?" Luo Cui smiled slightly, then asked doubtfully, "What does that have to do with your inability to eat?"
"You have never personally fed me soup."
"Are you still a child? You want everything that others have," Luo Cuiwei scolded with a laugh, "and they even hand-fed you, tsk. Do you want to be fed by mouth?"
She had only said it offhand, but Yun Lie's eyes lit up and he said firmly, "Yes."
Seeing him lean over, Luo Cuiwei quickly put down her chopsticks and tried to dodge, "Stop it, stop it, eat your food properly..."