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Looking at the man sitting upright in the living room, Qing Qing suddenly thought of Du Fu's poem, "As bright as a jade before the wind." He was dressed in a loose white brocade robe, his hair was tied up in a white jade crown, and a relaxed smile hung on his carved face. A modest gentleman, gentle as jade, could do nothing more than that. Presumably, this young master was the eldest senior brother, Dongfang Shize, who travelled with Master Dongfang all year round, as Gu Feng had mentioned.

"Junior brother, it's been so many years. How have you been?" Then, he threw the tea cup in his hand in Gu Feng's direction.

Gu Feng did not move. He raised his hand and easily caught the teacup that contained strong inner energy.

"Senior Brother, your strength has decreased."

"You've become stronger." Gu Feng was noncommittal. Senior Brother's martial arts were taught personally by Master. His martial arts were already unfathomable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to teach him and his youngest junior so well.

"I'm starving, do you have anything to eat?" Master Dongfang completely ignored the two ladies' interaction as he sat down on a chair and slammed the table, waiting for dinner to start.

Dongfang Shize looked at his impatient master and helplessly threatened, "Master, it's almost done. I've already told Peony to make the Red Braised Meat you love, but you can't eat too much later. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat anything from now on."

Dongfang Xi glared at Dongfang Shize, but his food was under his care. He believed that Shize would definitely be able to cut down on his food, so he had no choice but to compromise.

This day, Qing Qing chatted happily with Master Dongfang and Dongfang Shize. They told her many interesting stories about their travels. Qing Qing yearned to hear this, and envied them for their carefree lives.

Suddenly, Qing Qing thought of herself. She remembered that she was a person who had lost her memories. She wondered if she would regret this journey to find them after she recovered her memories. But now, she felt that life without memories was incomplete. Whether it was happiness or sadness, her past was still her memories.

As she thought of this, Qingqing's mind began to wander, and her eyes began to darken.

The two storytellers looked at the downcast Qing Qing and were stupefied. They did not know if they had said something wrong. They immediately looked towards Gu Feng, who was beside them, for help.

Gu Feng didn't know what to do, but since she was his wife, he had a responsibility to know what was going on with Ruan Qing.

"My wife, Master and the others are tired as well. Let's go back to our rooms and let them rest as soon as possible."

Qing Qing was dragged to their room by Gu Feng in a daze.

Closing the door, Gu Feng touched Qing Qing's forehead with concern. After confirming that Qing Qing was not sick, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"My wife, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine, I'm just a little homesick." Qing Qing had come back to her senses by this time, and had come up with a reasonable excuse.

"Tomorrow is the day of returning to peace. We will stay at the home of Father-in-law for a while longer." "Don't worry, I will treat you well." Gu Feng didn't know if what Qing Qing said was true or not, but from his point of view, he felt that his wife was homesick and didn't have a sense of belonging to him, so he made a promise with all seriousness.

'Ding … target's affability level increased by 8, current affability level is 40. '…

"Husband, I trust you. And thank you." After saying that, he smiled at Gu Feng and broke away from Gu Feng's embrace. Naturally, he spread out the quilt at the foot of the bed and quickly got into it.

Qing Qing didn't expect that the misunderstanding that happened between them would give her an unexpected reward. She knew that she couldn't let her emotions interfere with the quest again. She told herself that this would be the last time. She couldn't let this delay her mission.

Looking at Qing Qing's actions, Gu Feng knew that Qing Shui was no longer depressed. He thought that his words were working, and the burden in his heart had finally dropped.

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