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The wound on his foot was not serious, only a little bruised, but he was still very nervous. He asked the doctor to come and look at him, and seeing the concern on his face, he carefully asked the doctor, "What do you want to pay attention to?" All of a sudden, I felt a lot of exclamation and happiness and satisfaction in my heart.

I was not a pampered child when I was young, my mother was in poor health, and I had to learn to grow up, to take care of myself, to stand up when I was in pain, to wipe myself when I saw the blood, to wait for the wound to heal, to hide again so my mother wouldn't see.

I thought like this, I can always be very strong. So it turns out that someone cares about me and is nervous about me. It would be such a good feeling.

He looked back at me and said with concern, "Is it still painful, Zhiqiu?"

"No, I'm just happy."

He smiled, a pang in his eyes, and rubbed my hair. "Silly girl."

Not rejecting his approach, I thought that if I liked it, I would really fall in love with this taciturn but gentle man. Regardless of his identity? It doesn't matter, does it?

Perhaps I have never been valued so highly before, so that's why I'm moved.

The few bruises really made me extremely ashamed. Princess Yi even sent some people to bring me some soup and some tonics.

He was truly ashamed, but he smiled lightly. "Zhiqiu, just drink. It's my mufei's good intentions. She really likes you."

"It's only a small wound." I can walk and jump. What is this injury?

"Small injuries are injuries too." It was rare for him to be this domineering.

Drinking the soup, the warmth filled my heart little by little.

They're so kind to me, what if I'm dependent on them?

I also said, do not be emotional, once moved, will be very painful.

For example, Xia Junchang, I think that I also like him, but I didn't dare say anything. I was afraid that I would be unable to collect anything from the water, and furthermore, I clearly knew that Lu Yao liked him, and he really liked Imperial Concubine Mu. I can't like it. I must stop. I don't want to have that pain again.

The next day he went home with me, walking in the golden paddy field, the time was bright, the paddy field was secretly brushed by. He praised, "It's so beautiful here. If I live here, I won't miss the spring, summer, autumn or winter."

"My dad likes this place too. I think that since he's still alive, father and you should be able to get along."

They were all indifferent to fame and fortune, people who enjoyed the peace and tranquility of life.

He smiled. "You also have your father's characteristics."

When he opened the door, it was still quiet. It was as if time had passed, waiting for its owner to come back. The dust lightly settled the tables and chairs.

As soon as I got back here, memories came flooding in like water, but there was no more pain, maybe there wasn't just my voice, only my footsteps.

He looked around, clearly enjoying the house.

On the afternoon of the autumn day, the sun shone brightly and the breeze brought a cool breeze. I was wiping the tables and chairs while he played the jade flute upstairs with the wind, and this beautiful sound drove away all the loneliness.

I really want to keep such an afternoon, but I know that time will not stay.

"Yun Zhiqiu." A loud and sudden voice broke the silence and pulled me back from my trance.

In front of the open door stood a lady in silk, but with her chin held high, looking at me with her eyes and nostrils. Behind her, there were several people, one of whom looked familiar.

I was stunned and looked at her indifferently.

He must be someone with status in the Yang Mansion. I don't know who did this, but he actually came looking for me. Didn't they say that I, Yun Zhiqiu, am not related to the Yang family?

The Imperial Concubine looked at me in displeasure. Her brows were tightly knitted. Steward Jin, who was standing behind her, coldly looked at me and said, "Yun Zhiqiu, you are still as rude as before when you saw Madam."

Oh, so you really are a great guest. To think that the madam of the Yang Mansion would come to my Humble Class, should I welcome you?

I don't hate the Yang family, and I don't want to cling to them and beg them to live a better life.