***
"Indeed,"
Mai Xiaomai looked at Qiao Chutian with a respectful gaze, "so it turns out, my husband is not just a man who exudes a coppery smell, but a person with a free, equal, noble character. How wonderful!"
"Then you should love me well."
Qiao Chutian reached out and teased her nose, saying, "Stop overthinking."
"Okay, I won't think too much."
Mai Xiaomai reached out and took his hand, "Let's go home."
"Yeah, let's go home!"
The two of them held hands and walked for two full hours before finally arriving back at Imperial Garden.
"Young Master, Young Mistress, you've finally come back."
Mrs. Zhang saw them and breathed a sigh of relief, asking Mai Xiaomai what she wanted to eat.
Mai Xiaomai shook her head and went upstairs.
Because Qiao Chutian had been busy searching for her all day and hadn't eaten anything, he ate alone.
