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Qu Ling's little face instantly flushed red, and her heart once again felt a wave of pain.

"Who says I like him? I don't like him at all!"

"I don't believe it."

"…"

Damned kid, it's been a long time since I beat him up.

The patient needed to rest more, so Xiao Jingyue did not let Jiang Huo and Ah Xin stay any longer.

Not long later, he called the two out.

Ah Xin puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction and muttered: "Brother-in-law can't see Sister, you aren't letting us see you."

She said this in Miao language.

However, what she did not know was that Xiao Jingyue understood most of the Miao language.

Xiao Jingyue coldly glanced at the two little fellows. "This general heard you."

Jiang Huo's body stiffened, and anxiously pulled Ah Xin away.

The entire building was quiet and there were very few people, so even Qu Ling who was lying in the house could hear Ah Xin's complaints and agreed with him.

After lying down for another two days, on the third day, Qu Ling was finally able to move.

She could get out of bed and walk, but she couldn't use any strength. If she tried, her heart would still ache.

But it was enough for everyday life.

Xiao Jingyue did not bring up the matter of General Mansion, so he was happy to stay.

However, what puzzled her was that he did not seem to have gone to the morning assembly.

After the Aunt Tao brought in the food, Qu Ling asked in a low voice: "Has Xiao Jingyue ever left?"

The Aunt Tao shook his head, "The General has been accompanying the young miss for the past few days."

After waving the Aunt Tao away, Qu Ling bit on his chopsticks and was conflicted for a moment. In the end, he could not help but ask the person outside: "Xiao Jingyue, are you free?"

Actually, she wanted to ask him why he wasn't going to court and why he wasn't going to do business.

Who would have thought that the moment he opened his mouth, he wouldn't seem so friendly.

Xiao Jingyue laughed: "Your husband is here to accompany Madam, is that not good?"

Qu Ling listened to his words and fell silent.

Instead of going against his words as he usually did, he silently put down his chopsticks and stared at the dishes in front of him in a daze.

After a long while, she suddenly said: "Xiao Jingyue, I want to see you."

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and she heard him say, "Okay."

Then she heard the scraping of the foot of the stool, as if he had stood up.

The gentle voice of the man came in again from outside the door. "I'll go downstairs. Can you come up to the corridor?"

Then she heard him go away.

Then came the sound of a foot on the stairs.

As the sound got farther and farther away, she held onto the table and slowly stood up. Step by step, she walked towards the door.

She was extremely careful with every step she took.

The closer she got to the door, the more she could feel the restlessness in her restless heart.

She couldn't remember how many days had passed, and she would finally see him again.

Thinking of this, Qu Ling's eyes slowly turned red.

Xiao Jingyue walked to the first floor's hall, and sent everyone out. Standing in the middle of the hall with the arms crossed, he looked at the corridor on the third floor.

The sound of extremely soft footsteps could be heard, and before long, a silver-grey figure entered his eyes.

The girl had a head of unbound black hair and was wearing a fox fur coat. Perhaps it was because she was injured, but her face was somewhat pale.

Under the contrast of her pale face, her reddened eyes became even more conspicuous.

He had finally seen this face that he had longed for day and night for, but he hadn't expected it to be like this.

Xiao Jingyue's heart ached, he really wanted to rush forward and hug her without caring about anything else and cherish her for a while.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said with a gentle laugh, "Madam, are you crying again?"

Qu Ling shook his head, "I'm not crying."

Her eyes were just a little hot, her nose was a little sore, and there were no tears, not really tears.

Xiao Jingyue said again: "Madam has lost a lot of weight."

She was not fat in the first place, but this illness made her even thinner.

Only then did Qu Ling seriously look at him, and after a long while, she said: "You have also lost a lot of weight."

The outline of his face had not been so obvious.

But no matter what, it was still so beautiful.

He was once again speechless.

The two of them looked at each other quietly, as if they would be satisfied without saying anything.

After an unknown period of time, Qu Ling finally asked: "The question just now, you still haven't answered me."

Even her grandfather wouldn't dare to go to the morning assembly so many days ago.

He, on the other hand, was almost rooted in her, not only not going to court, but also not having done any real work.

Was he really that free as a general?

Xiao Jingyue continued: "Naturally to accompany Madam."

If she knew the real reason, she would feel guilty, and he would be at a loss again.

Since her injuries had yet to fully heal, she should not think too much about it. It would be better to not say anything.

Qu Ling did not believe his nonsense, and shouted with a frown: "If you didn't say it, I would be angry."

Xiao Jingyue's face revealed helplessness, "Your husband is speaking the truth."

Seeing that he was not willing to call him out, Qu Ling became angry and immediately turned back to his room.

Seeing that, Xiao Jingyue's heart was even more helpless.

The fact that he lost his military authority and was even sentenced to a punishment was kept a secret for a while. In the end, there was no way he could hide it for the rest of his life.

That night, when Murong Yan came over again, he found out about the incident from him.

After she heard it, her expression was very calm, so calm that even Murong Yan could not tell what she was thinking.

Murong Yan sighed, and turned to look at the direction of the door.

Even though he knew that Xiao Jingyue was currently downstairs in the hall and couldn't hear their conversation, he still lowered his voice and said, "I heard my brother mention the General Xiao before, so I roughly know what kind of person he is. "He was born to be the prince's son, had an illustrious background and was doted upon by the Qi Emperor. In his eyes, human life was like an ant, and to him, power and glory was like nothing, even if the heavens were to overturn, as long as he did not smash himself into the ground, it would not hurt at all to him …"

"He has never cared for anyone. He has always treated my brother as his only good friend. The only thing he treats is you."

If it wasn't for the fact that she was in his heart, a person like Xiao Jingyue would never allow his wife to have any sort of relationship with the noodle house, would never forgive her like this, would never give up what was in her hands for her, would never be amiable towards Jiang Huo and Ah Xin, nor would he treat Murong Yan who had a deep relationship with his wife like this.

Qu Ling raised his head, stared at Murong Wang for a long time, then asked softly: "Murong, do you think I should shave my hair?"

Murong Yan laughed lightly, "Whether you shave your hair or not, it will be up to you to decide."

If she thought that Xiao Jingyue was worth it, she would help him shave his hair, and if she did not know, she would maintain her current state.

But even if he maintained his current state, the General Xiao did not care.

Qu Ling lowered his head listlessly.

Actually, it wasn't that she couldn't bear to part with her hair, but her heart had already been pierced, let alone her hair which didn't feel itchy at all.

She was only worried, worried that her hair would not look good after she shaved, so Xiao Jingyue …

No matter how rough he was, on his own … In front of the man she liked, she wanted him to be as beautiful as any other woman.

She was afraid that she would not look good, so Xiao Jingyue disliked her.

Perhaps this was what humans were like. Once they fell in love with one another, they would become unconfident.

She was just that unconfident.

Murong Yan's gentle eyes focused on her face as he said with a voice as soft as the mutter of a man in love, "My beloved, even if she were to ruin her appearance, break her limbs, transform into a mute, become blind, and degenerate into a filthy street beggar, I would still view her as a supreme treasure."