Когда мы вернёмся

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“That woman is getting further and further away from me now. Heh... I was the one who pushed her there... I personally handed her over to Jun Wuhen. But without Jun Wuhen, she can't survive…” Li Ge’s eyes were filled with pain, a dim light flickering in his brown pupils. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, he pressed his fingers to his lips, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes, “Stupid woman! Foolish woman! Why did you give me the Soul-Dew Pill!”

The light dimmed again in the next instant, and the fingers on his lips were withdrawn.

Qingyi couldn't bear it. "Young Master Lige, I think the princess also likes you very much. If you tell the princess that you like her, perhaps..."

Li Ge shook his head.

“No, Qingyi. You don’t understand, you don’t understand! She wants a man who only has her in his heart, but I am a doctor, I have many patients in my heart…”

He would never forget the hurt look in her eyes that had appeared because of him. What kind of eyes were those! A thin layer of mist hung in her eyes, and above that mist shone an incredulous light.

He still remembered that it was the day she wrote her first book. He had promised to celebrate with her, but they encountered a dying patient on the way. He chose to treat the patient, while she waited for him in the Valley of Dust for a whole day.

Late at night, he returned to Juechen Valley with remorse and saw her staring at him with hurt eyes. His heart ached, and he softly uttered an "I'm sorry."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly regained their clarity.

"Understood. Li Ge is a doctor, and she has the responsibilities that come with being a doctor. I will know my place."

The voice was the same as usual, but with a hint of indifference.

That's Feng Xue, not Qing Yun.

"Hehe..." Li Ge suddenly chuckled foolishly, then drank the last mouthful of wine from the pot, hiccuped, and slowly closed his eyelids. The wine pot in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Qingyi shook her head, sighed, and quickly covered Lige with the blanket.

Sigh! Perhaps it's because I understand everything too well that I'm afraid to love!

Volume Two: Fate Leads to a Good Marriage, Responsibility 1

As the rooster crowed at dawn, the gentle morning light bathed the earth. The snow on the ground had melted, and green shoots emerged from behind the stones. Magnolias, lilacs, and small peach blossoms—early spring flowers—quietly bloomed on the branches. Rows of wild geese flew in the clear sky.

The whole earth is full of life. Winter has gone, and spring has arrived.

Perhaps because she wasn't used to having someone else by her bedside, Qingyun opened her eyes before the rooster crowed, gently removed the arm that was holding her waist, and quietly got out of bed.

Qingyun gazed quietly at the spring scenery outside the window, feeling an unprecedented sense of comfort. She took a deep breath of the spring air, and a warm smile appeared on her lips.

Spring is here!

Suddenly, she felt a tightness around her waist. Looking down, she saw a pair of warm, large hands.

"Yun'er..." A deep voice sounded in her ear, slightly domineering, and the large hand on her waist suddenly tightened, "You have to wake me up from now on."

Qingyun raised her eyebrows, turned her head, and met a pair of gentle blue eyes.

A soft spot in her heart seemed to be gently touched by that tenderness. She chuckled and nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Seeing the gentle smile in her eyes, Jun Wuhen's heart stirred, and he kissed her long, delicate eyelashes, which resembled tassels.

Qingyun trembled slightly, then subtly turned her head to look at the white plum blossoms outside the window, changing the subject: "Wuhen, spring has arrived."

She still wasn't used to him.

Jun Wuhen's eyes dimmed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and followed her gaze to the scenery outside the window.

A tree of white plum blossoms is in full bloom.

Jun Wuhen frowned slightly, looking at Bai Mei's proud demeanor, he seemed to see Feng Xue from the past.

"Does Yun'er like plum blossoms?"

Qingyun was startled. Suddenly, a man's voice echoed in her mind, "Does Xue'er like plum blossoms?"

Shaking her head to clear the thoughts from her mind, Qingyun smiled and replied, "Plum blossoms are too proud; I don't really like them. Relatively speaking, I prefer pear blossoms. Pear blossoms are simple and elegant, with a delicate fragrance and pure white color; their purity is unparalleled among flowers."

"Pear blossoms?"

"Mmm." Her favorite time was during the season when the pear blossoms were in full bloom, when she and Li Ge would spar in the pear blossom forest in Juechen Valley. Amidst the flashing swords and the fluttering pear blossoms, it was truly one of life's greatest pleasures.

Jun Wuhen said with some regret, "It's a pity that the climate here is not suitable for pear blossoms to grow."

Qingyun smiled faintly but did not reply.

Jun Wuhen and Qingyun quietly looked at the scenery outside the window, neither of them speaking.

A moment of stillness fell over the air.

After a long silence, Qingyun broke the stillness with her voice, "It's time to get ready."

Jun Wuhen also became interested, "Yun'er, let your husband do your hair and makeup."

Qingyun was taken aback, turned her head and looked him up and down, then asked doubtfully, "Can you do it?" She felt that the man in front of her was more suited to wielding a sword than a comb.

Jun Wuhen shook his head honestly, "I don't know how." After a pause, he continued, "But Yun'er can teach me. Once Yun'er has taught me, I can do my wife's makeup."

Qingyun smiled and said, "I don't think this kind of thing is suitable for you."

Jun Wuhen raised an eyebrow. "The pleasures of the boudoir are also one of life's joys. Yun'er, are you willing to deprive your husband of these pleasures?"

Qingyun shrugged helplessly and had no choice but to agree.

In front of the bronze mirror.