On the other hand, Du Qiaoyun is so sad because of Han Qi's departure that she feels guilty when facing Xie Zhifeng. She is afraid that he will ask her why she is crying. Does she dare to tell the truth?

Fortunately, Xie Zhifeng didn't ask why she was crying at all. He saw that Du Qiaoyun refused to give him his hand, and sat stubbornly in the snow. A comparison of helplessness and bitterness flashed in his eyes.

It seems that she blames him for Han Qi's leaving. This is not a mistake. Although Han Qi left on his own initiative, Xie Zhifeng knew that Han Qi was worried about his idea, so she took the initiative to leave.

Han Qi's move coincides with his intention, so he agrees. And when Han Qi proposes to protect qiao'er secretly, he doesn't object.

Xie Zhifeng knows that his practice is somewhat despicable. He has to make use of others to drive people away. But for qiao'er's safety, he would rather be a villain.

Xie Zhifeng saw that Du Qiaoyun didn't move, so he simply bent over and picked her up.

Du Qiaoyun also obediently let him hold, did not resist the meaning.

Seeing this, Xie Zhifeng breathes a sigh of relief. He is really afraid that qiao'er will make trouble with him. Now he sees that she is so obediently in his arms that he can hold her. Xie Zhifeng just saw Du Qiaoyun, and his grief and sobbing have dissipated.

Xie Zhifeng holds Du Qiaoyun back to his room. It's not long, but it's not short. They are silent all the way.

"You hurt your hand. I'll give you some medicine." Xie Zhifeng puts Du Qiaoyun on the bed, and then goes to find some medicine for Du Qiaoyun.

Du Qiaoyun obediently reaches out his hand to apply medicine to Xie Zhifeng. He doesn't tell him that this injury can be cured with a small stone. There's no need to apply medicine at all.

She had just had a bad fall and wiped a large piece of skin off her hand. Now Xie Zhifeng helps her to put on the medicine, and the pain makes her gasp.

"Does it hurt?" Although Xie Zhifeng thinks that Du Qiaoyun's injury is not worth mentioning in his eyes, how can qiao'er, a delicate and weak girl, compare with him?

Du Qiaoyun originally felt very painful, and although Xie Zhifeng couldn't hear his heartache in his voice, his movement slowed down and lightened obviously.

"He I'm leaving... " Du Qiaoyun didn't want to say it, but he blurted out for some reason.

Xie Zhifeng moves a meal, light ground says: "the world all disperses the rice tray seat! No one can always be around. "

When Du Qiaoyun hears Xie Zhifeng's words, it seems that everyone will be separated. She doesn't want to be separated from Xie Zhifeng.

"No! Others may not, but we can! Life in the same bed, death in the same acupoint! My husband, we will never be apart

Xie Zhifeng hears the speech, looks up and takes a deep look at Du Qiaoyun, and sees that her eyes are full of firmness. In her heart, Han Qi's bad feelings are all gone. Qiaoer's heart is only him and no one else. That's enough!

"Good! We live in the same bed and die in the same cave, and we will never be separated! " Xie Zhifeng.

Du Qiaoyun thought of last life, they can't be in the same bed in their two lives, and they can't be in the same acupoint in their death. She will never let this happen again in this life!

She will never again foolishly give up such a good husband to others, especially Zhao Wenyu, such a vicious woman! Thinking that Zhao Wenyu occupied her place after squeezing her out with a plan, she shared a bed with Xie Zhifeng every day, and was buried with him at the same acupoint after death, Du Qiaoyun couldn't do it.

Thinking of Zhao Wenyu, Du Qiaoyun hasn't heard from her for a long time. She knows that this woman is not simple. She can't catch up with Xie Zhifeng in her life, and she will try to catch up with others.

Although her father was only a small county magistrate, their Zhao family still had a powerful branch in the capital, which could elevate Zhao Wenyu's identity a lot, and Zhao Wencheng should marry his cousin, which also broadened their Zhao family's contacts.