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The flute let out a sigh of relief when it heard Yun Qiu's reply. He embraced Yun Qiu and experienced the warmth Yun Qiu brought him. What was warm was not his body, but his heart.

He had never thought that one day he would be so worried about someone. That person was not his friend, nor was it his brother who had lived and died with him. It was a girl he had never met before. But things were so wonderful. Now that he was married, he had a very gentle wife. This was something that the flute had never dared to think of before.

The flute used to live the life of a man, not because he was poor, but because there were too many enemies who wanted to take his life. It was as if wherever he was, the enemy would find him and kill him.

The night flute was in a daze, but Yun Qiu didn't feel it. He just rested his head on the night flute's chest and listened to its powerful heartbeat.

Yun Qiu could not help but laugh. Then, after a slight hesitation, she asked shyly, "Husband, tell me, if I, if …"

Actually, Yun Qiu suddenly had an idea. She discovered that she was extremely happy with the flute and couldn't help but want to give herself to her. It was a pity that Yun Qiu did not have the courage to say it aloud. Yun Qiu could not help but sigh in his heart. It seemed like she was still too weak in front of the flute!

However, Yun Qiu was not depressed by this matter. She believed that there would be a day when Night Tide would take the initiative to take action.

Yun Qiu recalled the mysterious matter of the Night Flute, although he was very hesitant in his heart, afraid that the Night Flute would be angered because of this. But she moved faster than her mind, and by the time she could react, she had already asked.

"Husband, why are you making soup?"

However, the night flute didn't have any reaction. Yun Qiu raised his head, puzzled. Only now did he realize that the flute's gaze had been looking into the distance, as if looking at something but not quite sure. For some reason, Yun Qiu's heart suddenly ached when she saw this kind of flute — this kind of flute was something she had never seen before. She was very worried.

Yun Qiu called out softly, "Hubby, hubby …"

The night flute was really lost in thought. Yun Qiu called out a few times before the night flute came back to its senses.

The flute looked gently at Yun Qiu. "My wife, what's the matter?"

Yun Qiu felt her heart clogging up. She didn't know why, but she suddenly stopped thinking about the flute.

Thus, Yun Qiu asked reluctantly, "Hubby, I called out to you a few times just now, but you ignored me …" Furthermore, he seemed to have something weighing on his mind. I'm your wife, Yun Qiu thought. What can you not tell me?

Seeing the sorrowful expression in Yun Qiu's beautiful eyes, the flute couldn't help but sigh in its heart. Then, it said, "My wife, I was wrong." He had just thought of the past and could not help but forget that Yun Qiu was by his side. Actually, Yeye didn't feel that it had been bitter in the past. She only suddenly thought of the past and felt extremely moved.

Night Tide gathered his thoughts and said, "I suddenly remembered something from the past …"

Before? Yun Qiu's interest was piqued. It had been only a few days since she married the flute, but she had never seen the flute's parents here. She thought that the flute might be an orphan. Now that he had heard the flute talk about the past, he knew that he might have many questions, and now that he might even get an answer, he couldn't help but be filled with anticipation.

"My wife, you know that I am a farmer. I wasn't the only one. There were many farmers living here. "

Yun Qiu nodded. The flute had told her everything.

"However, there was only one person who was on good terms with me. After that, I caused some trouble in the countryside and a lot of people ran away. I was the only one who stayed behind."

Yun Qiu guessed that the reason the flute said that they were going to run away was because the government was taking over the village. As the saying goes, the people do not fight with the officials, so they retreated. He did not know that what the flute said was not the surface, but the story of the farmer's previous life.

The flute did not lie to Yun Qiu, nor did it want to lie to Yun Qiu, but it could not tell Yun Qiu the truth. Therefore, he could only use the life of a farmer as a metaphor for his previous life.

The flute had drifted outside since it was young, and its heart was filled with warmth and humanity. Now that it was being spoken to by Yun Qiu, it could not help but carry a sad feeling. But the flute itself did not notice.

"Before, we were always worried about the countryside, but now we're finally done …" "But because of these things, my farmer friend became separated from me."

The flute still wanted to talk, but he suddenly had a feeling that he wasn't going to puke at all. But at this moment, Yun Qiu pressed his lips with his hand. His tone carried boundless pain.

"Husband, don't say anymore, I understand …"

Yun Qiu had never thought that the Night Flute, which seemed rational and smart, would have such a hard life.

In the past, Yun Qiu was neither worried about food nor clothes. However, Zhang Huaizhong's attitude towards the two of them had made her hate them and they hadn't disappeared even now. Adding on the Rong family's bullying and mother's many ailments, even if Yun Qiu was in pain, he wouldn't be able to say anything. Now that he heard about the history of the flute, he suddenly felt a sense of empathy.

This kind of flute really made one's heart ache. Yun Qiu decided that in the future, he must treat the flute very well.

Yun Qiu said softly, "I've thought about it. Look at how happy we are these days …" The moment he said this word, both Yun Qiu and Yeye were stunned. Yun Qiu was even more embarrassed, not daring to raise her head. She had always thought like this, but she had never revealed it so frankly before.

Now, in order to comfort the flute, he had suddenly said it out loud. Yun Qiu was really embarrassed!

At first, he had guessed that since he was a farmer and Yun Qiu was born into a noble family, he must be slightly dissatisfied. It was only because she was married that she could not help being kind to him.

But now, the flute finally understood that he had misunderstood. He had always treated Yun Qiu so well, but now, he had finally received a reward.

Yun Qiu said, "Husband, no matter what happens in the future, we must be fine …"

He didn't hear what the flute said, he only felt that the mood of the flute had changed greatly. Yun Qiu thought the flute was still immersed in grief, so he couldn't help but hastily add.

Unexpectedly, just as Yun Qiu finished his sentence, he suddenly felt a huge attraction force charge towards her. Then, he tightened his waist and fell into a warm embrace.

Yun Qiu shyly lowered her head. She was already familiar with the smell of the flute, so she naturally knew who such a warm embrace belonged to.

Yun Qiu was very nervous, but at the same time, he was very at ease. He only heard the gentle words of love from the flute above his head, "My wife, it is enough for me to have you in my life."

The flute's words were loud and clear, and Yun Qiu suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. Since ancient times, men had always had three wives and four concubines. For the flute to make such a promise to her tonight, she truly felt incomparably happy.