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Yang's gentle and powerful voice finally calmed her heart, and she slowly turned around. Her eyes were hazy with tears, and the harsh light made her unable to open her eyes even more.

Clenching her mouth, Zhong Qing felt extremely wronged. It was unknown what drove her to do something she could not understand or imagine.

Zhong Qing rushed over and threw herself into Yang Dong's embrace, not caring about the bashfulness and modesty of the young lady. Fear made her tongue lose its former agility.

"Where did you go ?" "It's already dark, and you're still not coming back? I'm really afraid that you don't know ?"

"I'm sorry..."

"Wuu ~ ~ I'm so scared. The house is so big, I can't even find a candle ?" The wind blew so hard that no matter how I closed the window, I couldn't close it. I thought I would die here today, wuwuwu ~ Also, I ate steamed buns three times a day. The steamed buns were so cold, and there wasn't even a fire to heat them up, so I ate cold steamed buns ? I eat, I eat, I eat, I eat. In the evening it gets dark and I'm still eating the cold, sharp steamed bun. "Wuwu ~ The steamed bun that I like to eat, I don't want to eat anymore ?"

Forgetting his emotions, he cried, his nose came out, wiped it on Yang's expensive suit, and then went on to count the misfortunes and evils that had befallen him that day. She wanted to make him feel ashamed, so that he would leave her be in the future!

Yang understood that she was like a child in need of comfort, patting her on the back, admitting her mistakes with a good attitude.

"Alright, it's my fault. I shouldn't have left you behind ? I promise you, there won't be a next time, okay ? "

"I don't believe you. You never return home every day, so you focus all your attention on the girls in the 'company'. I know it's fun there, but there are so many fun things there, so you don't want to come back ?" "Since I came here yesterday, you've never thought of paying any attention to me, leaving me alone in the house. You haven't eaten, you haven't drunk, and you're so stingy that you don't even leave me a candle ?"

A crack finally appeared on Yang Ke's face.

God! Who could tell him what she had just said? Why couldn't he understand her?

As for him, how was he going to explain it to her? There were food and drinks all around the house, so he only needed to prepare some. There was no need for candles. There was a light in the house, so what was the point of candles?

What "company" and what "girl"? Why did he feel like she had misunderstood something ?

However, none of this was the most important thing right now. The most important thing was to comfort this little antique that was about to cry.

"Good, good, good ~ ~ Good ~, it's all my fault ?" "I solemnly promise that today's incident will never happen again. I will also not leave you alone at home when the sky is dark, okay?"

"I can't let myself starve."

"Alright!" Really, Yang, this is funny. How hungry this little antique was to the point that she wouldn't forget it no matter where she went.

"You have to buy me candles. There are so many candles, and they can't be burnt out even after a long time. That way, I won't have to be afraid of the dark anymore ?"

That pitiful fellow! Yang wanted to say that he didn't need a candle to light the house, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

"Alright, I'll buy you a candle. It's so much, so much. You can't burn it all."

"Oh yeah, you still need to buy me some ink and paper. It's good stuff."

"What are you doing with a brush, ink, and paper?" Yang Ke couldn't help but ask.

"Study, I am usually at home, in the middle of the morning, in the evening, three posts, rain or shine, my father will regularly check." "After coming here, I have yet to learn the calligraphy. Ancient language Yun: To be diligent in the field is to waste energy, wasting time is the greatest taboo to learn the calligraphy..."

Damn it! Here it comes again! Yang Ke couldn't help but mutter. This little antique, when would he be able to live a normal life like a modern man?

"Alright, I understand. I will get someone to bring it to you tomorrow. If you want anything else, just say it all at once. " He wanted to see what good things she would say.

"Hubby, if you don't mind, why don't you give me another set of embroidery tools. For my wife, I have nothing to do, so I can spend some time. I can also make a handkerchief and a scented pouch for hubby. "One day, I will go to the temple and ask for the peace talisman for my husband. I will protect my husband's safety while he is away."

He was foaming at the mouth, and his eyes were as big as bells.

Yang Yu wanted to tell him to take it easy on his own, but the current situation left him with no time to care about his life.

"I remember... He remembered. Is there anything else? " Yang Ke asked as he endured the fear in his heart.

"That's enough ?" He felt embarrassed saying more.

She understood what she meant. She was embarrassed to say it, which meant that she still had something she wanted, but she didn't want to trouble him too much. Sigh! As for who he was, she could speak of all of these things. She could hand it over to her underling to handle a matter of a few words. There wouldn't be any trouble at all.

"Say it, what else do you want?"

"I ?"

"It's fine, just say what you want, it's nothing."

"I also want a guqin ?"

"Zither?" Yes, all the daughters of ancient times liked to play the zither. Yang looked at her. So his little antique wife was also a standard ancient prostitute?

"Can I?" She thought he was in a difficult situation, so she cautiously raised her eyes and asked.

"Of course you can. I'll get someone to deliver it to you tomorrow."

"Thank you, my husband. You're so nice to me ~" Zhong Qing smiled happily. The grievances she had suffered during the day had lightened a bit, and her complexion had improved quite a bit.

Then, Zhong Qing grabbed his arm and looked at him with bright eyes, asking for confirmation: "Hmm ~ Hm ~ Hubby, don't go back on your word and don't lie to me ~ ~" She used her toes to grab onto the corner of his shirt, trying her best to look into his eyes, not giving him even the slightest chance to dodge.

The seriousness and stubbornness in his words made it hard for people to stop their hearts from melting.

Yang Dong's mouth moved, and in the end, he still closed it. He did not say anything and only nodded his head. Who would have thought that someone they were so unfamiliar with in the morning would be so close at this moment?

Seeing him nod his head, a smile appeared on Zhong Qing's face. Her heart was filled with joy and peace.

Love slowly began to depend on him. There was nothing she could do about it. In this place, she had no relatives and knew nothing about this world. Other than him, she did not know anyone else.

Yang realized that he had softened his heart towards this ignorant antique, and couldn't harden his heart no matter what. Perhaps she was just like his child, taught by him to slowly familiarize herself with this strange world, to watch her grow and thrive under his earnest hope and attention. Rarely, actually a few traces of yearning in the heart, perhaps that kind of life is also not bad. At the very least, it would be much more interesting than the boring life they had now.

I just don't know how she would feel if she knew that Yang treated her like a child.

"You can get up now. Isn't it shameful for a lady to throw herself into a man's embrace?" Yang Yu, who had relaxed his mood, wanted to tease about the 'stale' little antiques in his head, so he smiled and said.

Zhong Qing's mind rumbled as something exploded. She pushed away Yang and jumped three meters away.

Her face was red, her hands were so nervous that they could not be put down, her mouth was moving, but the more she tried to explain, the more she realized something was wrong.

"I didn't mean to hug you, I was scared!"

"..." Young didn't say anything, just looked at her mischievously.

"If it hadn't been for that strange noise in the room, I wouldn't have been so frightened." She felt embarrassed just thinking about it. She wasn't a timid person, so why was she so scared today?

"Strange sound ~ ~ Hehe, listen, isn't it this sound?" Yang Yu, who was apologetic at first, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He turned around and raised his chin at the dumbstruck Gulis, who immediately received the message. With a few large strides, he stood in front of Zhong Qing.

"Hey!" Miss, listen carefully again. Was that the voice you heard just now? "

Zhong Qing slowly raised her head and looked at him. With eyes as clear as glass and speckled with the fragmented starlight, a thought struck Gouris, and his heart skipped a beat.

When he looked at Yang, Yang looked back at him.

Where did you bring back such a beautiful woman? She looks just like a fairy from a painting!

Yang Ke glared at him, causing him to obediently stare back. He couldn't be bothered to discuss such a boring topic.

If Julius knew where this woman came from, neither of them would ever be at peace again. There was also the possibility of being closely studied by the expert, and the possibility of going to the National Museum for an exhibition. Let the Chinese, who had always been interested in the ancient people, see what was the difference between modern and ancient people, and what was the difference in body structure.

Yang Yu shook off the layer of goosebumps on his body. Forget it. Even though he knew that he could not hide it from him, he could not hide it from him for as long as he could!

The story of Gourith was listened to by Love. Recalling the strange sound he heard from the "phone call", his eyes immediately went wide as he shouted in shock, "It's you?!"

"It's not me!"

"But how did you end up in that little box?" She gave him a strange look. Could he have practiced the Bone Shrinking Art? Or was it some other skill that he had never heard of before? This way, he could shrink his body and enter it. However, no matter how much Zhong Qing thought about it, he still couldn't understand how the Bone Shrinking Art could be shrunk to such a small size. If it was just a little bit smaller, he would have disappeared...

"A small box?" Now it was time to count Griese.

"It's that small box--" She pointed at the phone on the coffee table. "Err... I fell from her hand due to fright, and I'm still lying on the floor."