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"Nope." Pei Qingcheng shook her head, "Grandmother, are you tired?"

Old Mistress Ye understood immediately. "It's time to go. My old bones get tired at night. I won't disturb you."

His parents hurriedly got up to see him off. "Of course. It's extremely cold at night after the ninth day. Madam Ye, be careful."

Pei Qingcheng supported Madam Ye out of the Tang Clan villa as Lin Ken waited for them outside the door.

After another round of pleasantries, Tang Kexin even hugged Pei Qingcheng, "The next time you come to my house, let's talk in private for the whole night."

Pei Qingcheng forced out a smile. Before she got on the carriage, she saw Tang Kefeng standing behind her parents. He looked as if he wanted to say something, but was unable to.

Pei Qingcheng turned around and got into the car. The driver started up the car and drove out of the Tang Clan's main entrance.

Releasing a sigh of relief, Pei Qingcheng leaned back in her chair, feeling weak all over.

"Good grandson's wife." The old lady's warm hand covered the back of her hand. "Some fake friendship. Why don't you just rip open the mask? You're not that tired either."

Even the Old Granny was able to tell that Pei Qingcheng was truly ashamed.

The old lady gently patted her back. "You've suffered, child."

The old lady's gentle tone had completely opened the door of Pei Qingcheng's room. As she held the old lady in her arms, her tears flowed uncontrollably.

Madam Ye felt a sense of kinship with her.

Nestled beside the old lady, drowsy, she only opened her eyes when she arrived at the entrance of Zhuang Shengxiao's Dreamburg.

The Old Granny whispered, "Don't be in such a hurry. I'll have my good grandson carry you upstairs."

"Uh, no need." Pei Qingcheng hurriedly rejected.

"My husband is using it right now. Look, he's coming." The old lady pointed outside the car and saw Nightingale walking down from the porch. She was wearing a snow-green satin cotton dress with a casual belt tied around her waist. She had a hint of elegance, only missing her long hair.

Pei Qingcheng thought of Ye Wen's wounds and refused to get out of the car.

The old granny thought that she was being shy and said to Zhang Ye, "Your wife is tired, why aren't you carrying her?"

Ye Wen bent his body and stretched out his hand towards Pei Qingcheng.

"No." She lowered her voice. "I'll go by myself."

"Allow me." Ye Wen reached out and picked up Pei Qingcheng, lifting her out of the car and walking towards the mansion.

Pei Qingcheng could only hug his waist and turn her head to look at the old lady.

If she knew that her good grandson was almost poked to the point of meeting Hades, would she still treat her so well?

Thinking of this, Pei Qingcheng felt a little guilty. She leaned on his chest and asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"

"Don't worry." The man strode forward like a meteor, as if Pei Qingcheng was a very light and light doll, effortlessly holding her in his arms.

After they went upstairs, before they entered the room, the old lady said, "I live next door, but it's okay. I slept very heavily tonight. No matter how loud you all shout, you won't be able to disturb me."

"Good night."

He carried Pei Qingcheng into the room as the voice of the Old Granny rang out behind him, "Good grandson, you must not waste even a second of your time!"

The door closed and Housekeeper Hu's voice was blocked out, "Old madam, do you want to try out the Beautician's new bath salt? It's very comfortable to soak in it for half an hour."

"He's old, what do I do when he's already soaked in the water?"

"I won't, madame. I'll give you a bath."

When Ye Wen carried Pei Qingcheng into the bedroom, the madame's voice could no longer be heard.

"I'll get you a bath."

"Don't, how can I let you do this kind of thing?" Pei Qingcheng held onto his hand.

"I'm willing to do it." He straightened up, frowning absently. It must have been a wound.

"Does the wound hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." He went to the bathroom to put some water in Pei Qingcheng's bath. She stood by the bathroom door watching his tall figure turn on the water hose. She placed her hand under the hose to test the temperature, before pouring in lavender essential oil and bath salts.

It was truly hard to imagine that she could still see Ye Wen doing this sort of thing.

At this moment, in front of her, Nightingale was just a normal man living at home, a man who didn't care about doing anything for the woman he loved.

She suddenly thought of what Tang Kefeng had told her that night. "I have a secret to hide from you."

For some reason, he felt uncomfortable.

From her point of view, Nightingale could do anything for her, but there was a secret hidden from her, and it was even related to her. Just what was it?

"It's done." Nightingale stood in front of her and looked at her. "What are you thinking about?"

"Nope." She went into the bathroom and gently closed the door.

The moment she closed the door, she suddenly said, "Ye Wen, I want to ask you something. When did you start liking me?"

"Seven years ago. On the steps of the school auditorium."

On the steps of the school auditorium, that was when they first met.

Pei Qingcheng didn't have a deep impression of him, and could only see Yin Hai. He was laughing merrily as the sunlight danced around his hair.

And Zhang Ye was only able to see his back, which was hidden in the shadow of the gigantic tree crown.

In retrospect, she did not think that Nightingale had looked directly at her.

Pei Qingcheng nodded her head and pretended to acknowledge his words, "Then, why didn't you pursue me?"

A trace of tiredness appeared in his eyes. He seemed to be unwilling to continue this topic. "Wash, the water's going to get cold."

He didn't want to say more, and Pei Qingcheng didn't want to ask any further questions.

The two of them were still far from the point of flirting.

She closed the door, walked to the edge of the tub, and slowly slid inside.

The water was just right, the ratio of essential oil to bath salt was just right, and the massage bathtub was very comfortable, enough to relieve her fatigue from the day.

When she finished her shower and came out of her robe, she saw Nightingale putting on her coat and heading out.

It was already so late, was he still going out?

"Where are you going?" Pei Qingcheng asked.

"Yes, something." Nightingale turned around and looked at her. She then walked over to help her straighten her collar. "Wipe your hair dry before sleeping."

After he finished, he walked out of the room.

There was no need for him to explain things to her so clearly.

She slowly walked to the window and sat down, picking up the bellows. At that moment, she saw Nightmare walking out from under the porch, one of his hands covering his chest, and Ding Han hurriedly came over to support him, "Master, there's no news from there, so there shouldn't be anything. If you're not well, don't go, I'll go take a look."

Ye Wen fended off Ding Han's hand and seemed to have glanced at him once.

Ding Han immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of Pei Qingcheng, who hurriedly hid behind the curtains. Ding Han probably didn't notice her presence.

Then there was the sound of a car starting up, and when I looked out the window again, the car was gone.

Over there, which side?

Where was Nightingale going?

Pei Qingcheng held onto the blow-dryer in her hands as she looked at her phone. It was Thursday.

Thursday! Pei Qingcheng suddenly remembered, didn't Ye Wen go to the private hospital on the Golden Coast every Thursday?

Even if he was injured, he still had to go. There must be a huge secret.

What was in that hospital? You want Ye Xiu to go despite the rain or tiring the wind?

The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. Pei Qingcheng hugged her head as she tossed the blowpipe onto the table.

She was a little out of breath. Her hair was wet and she lay down, as if lying flat on her chest would make her feel better.

His phone rang. Tang Kefeng sent a WeChat message, "Qingcheng, if you want to know the secret of Ye Yan, I can find it out for you."

Ye Zichen chucked his phone to the side in annoyance. It was only today that he felt like Tang Kexin and Tang Kefeng were the same person.

If he really liked her, he wouldn't let her suffer so much.

At first, she didn't want to care about it, but Tang Kefeng's WeChat messages came one after another. She took a look and saw that it was a lot of photos.

The person in the photo was Nightmare, who was walking into a hospital.

There were also photos of Nightingale in a purple protective suit standing in a ward, because she could just see him from the window, but the photos were taken secretly, far away, out of sight of the rest of the room.

"Qingcheng, although you can't see what's inside the room, one thing is certain. He's going to visit a patient, not see a patient. The person lying in the hospital must be a very important person. Otherwise, Nightingale wouldn't have been able to take care of the entire hospital and treat that person's illness. Could it be that you really don't want to know? "

"If you don't want to know, it has nothing to do with me." After Pei Qingcheng sent the message, she immediately switched off her phone.

She wasn't like Tang Kefeng, who had a dark heart and liked to spy on other people's secrets.

She wasn't interested, and whoever was in the hospital had nothing to do with her.

Even if the two of them were extremely close, either side would have a secret.

Pei Qingcheng fell asleep and slept until she turned over in the middle of the night. There was nothing by her side.

Suddenly, she woke up.

These few days, with Ye Xiu sleeping beside her, she would not wake up at night.

Actually, she had always slept by herself before, but never did she have such a problem. No one around her could not sleep anymore.

Looking at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

What happened to the man in the hospital?

While he was lost in his thoughts, a voice sounded outside the door.

She jumped down and walked to the door. She heard the voice of Nightingale and the madame.

"Good grandson, where did you go in the middle of the night? "Why did you leave my good grandson's wife alone at home?" The old mistress questioned him.

"You're old, don't stay up late." Ye Wen said softly.

"I can't stand your cold appearance. Will you die if you speak a few words?" The old mistress seemed to be tired of beating him up. She said very seriously, "If you continue to treat your good grandson's wife coldly and make her angry so she leaves, I'll never end this matter with you."

Pei Qingcheng did not think twice before opening the door. Ye Wen stood there expressionlessly as Old Granny smacked him, hitting him on the chest a few times.

She walked over and took the madame's hand, pretending to be unintentional. She smiled and said, "I know of his whereabouts. There's a party for him."

"What is more important than a wife?" The madame's anger had yet to subside, but she was already laughing out loud as she looked at Pei Qingcheng, "My good grandson's wife is so beautiful. Her makeup is the same as her face, unlike the other girls outside who only have makeup on before and after."

"Grandmother, it's getting late. Let's go back to bed!" Pei Qingcheng supported the old lady as she pulled open the door to her room, "Let me show you in."

"No need, no need, don't waste your time." The old mistress laughed hysterically, "Since you've already woken up, young people should do some exercise before sleeping!"

[This old lady really can't even talk about dirty stuff in a day. Where did that noble and noble old lady go?]

The old lady closed the door and entered the room.

Pei Qingcheng walked into her room as well and heard the sound of tired footsteps following her.

He wouldn't explain where he was going, and she wouldn't ask.

They were not ordinary couples, and he did not have to explain his journey to her.

She did not turn back as she lightly said, "I'm going to sleep first."

He held her by the shoulders and held her soft hair in one hand. "She fell asleep while her hair was still wet?"