After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

These were all Yuan Jinglie’s favorite dishes, and he was secretly happy.

They had been cold for a few days, and she had come to him with delicious food and comforted him, and he felt as if he were dreaming.

But then again, my sister had given him shoes in the first place.

Yuan Jinglie couldn't help but grin, and suddenly took out a gold bracelet from his arms.

"Sister, this is for you!" He pushed the gold bracelet to Zhaoge.

Zhao Ge picked it up and saw that it was heavy and inlaid with three rubies.

It looks good, but the pattern on it seems incomplete.

"This pattern looks like half." Zhao Ge felt a little strange and touched the bracelet, "Why did you suddenly give me a gift?"

"Didn't sister also give me boots?" Yuan Jinglie's eyes became affectionate and he looked at her lovingly.

Zhao Ge looked at his eyes and suddenly felt her scalp tingling. She was stunned for a moment and changed the subject: "Haha... this pattern seems to be only half carved."

"Yes, because the other half is here with me."

Unexpectedly, under Zhao Ge's astonished gaze, Yuan Jinglie took out another identical gold bracelet from his arms.

When the two gold bracelets are put together, the patterns on them form a complete pattern.

Zhao Ge: “…”

She was a little confused and speechless, "You——"

"I know everything, about that pair of boots." Yuan Jinglie smiled and said, "Chunlai told me that when a girl gives me boots, it means she is expressing her love for me. Sister, you gave me the boots, so I can understand that you agreed to be with me, right?"

Zhao Ge's face turned red quickly, and she looked at him with her mouth open, her eyes stunned.

She didn't know what to say and felt a little embarrassed.

God knows what she was thinking at the time, she wanted to give him a pair of boots. She just mentioned it as she wished, saying that he would be happy if he received something made by her own hands.

As for the meaning of boots...

She did know, but she only remembered it after she had done it. She sent it out, thinking that A Lie should not know.

As a result, the person in front of her now exposed her so bluntly.

Zhao Ge wanted to deny it and explain that he didn't mean that.

Ke Yuan's voice seemed to have magic, making her heart feel numb.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, this boy was so bold as to hold her hand.

"Sister, please don't tell me that you regret it... You don't know how happy I was when I received your gift." Yuan Jinglie frowned slightly, his eyes turned red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

It seems to be asking: Can you bear to hurt me?

They are all powerful officials second only to the emperor, yet they act like this in front of her.

Zhaoge felt helpless and funny at the same time.

In such eager and expectant eyes, her mind was out of control, and what she blurted out was: "No, I don't regret it..."

"real!"

Yuan Jinglie's eyes were instantly filled with thousands of stars, "Sister, let's make a deal, you can't regret it anymore! You promised to be with me!"

"Really." She lowered her eyes and bit her lips slightly, shy and timid.

What can I do? I'm already so confused, so I'll just keep being confused.

Yuan Jinglie held her hand and looked at her tenderly, happiness almost overflowing from his eyes.

"Zhao Ge, no matter how much I had in the past, to me, it was just a matter of external things. The three thousand worldly things are like passing clouds and smoke, nothing can really enter my heart."

He took her little hand, pressed it against his heart, and said emotionally: "But you promised me, and my heart is filled up - look, it's full of you."

Zhao Ge's face was already flushed. In her past life or this life, no one had ever said sweet words to her like this.

She pulled her hand away shyly, "Slippery tongue, save your words for later."

Yuan Jinglie paused and smiled gently, "Yes, we still have a lot of future ahead of us."

That day, the two of them talked for a long time together.

More importantly, Yuan Jinglie kept questioning Zhao Ge. He seemed very curious about when Zhao Ge fell in love with him.

Zhao Ge lowered his eyes and thought about it seriously.

She wasn't quite sure when she changed her mind.

There were many heart-beating moments between them, and that was at an early stage, but the feelings were vague at that time and she didn't want to talk about love.

"Well...it might be the day of the mutiny, when I thought you were dead." Zhao Ge finally gave this answer.

Yuan Jinglie was very curious, "Why?"

"Perhaps it was the fear and worry along the way that finally made me realize that my feelings for you are different." She recalled the thrilling day.

When she thought he was dead, she almost lost her breath.

Yuan Jinglie smiled: "Then I understand."

"What do you understand?"

"Of course I knew that you treated me differently, but I just didn't say it. You disguised yourself so well in the past that even I was fooled. When you rejected me before, I was afraid that you would hate me from then on." He accused her.

Zhao Ge glanced at him coquettishly, the curve of her lips never going down, and then she looked at the sky outside, "I have to go home."

"I'll take you home." Yuan Jinglie stood up excitedly, more enthusiastic than her.

It was not until they returned to the alley in front of Jiang's house that Zhao Ge understood why he was so active.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley. He got out and asked her to get out too.

Then, he took her hand and led her home triumphantly, like a general who had won a battle, in front of the gazes of passers-by.

Zhao Ge thought he was childish and shook his head with a smile.

The two returned to Jiang's house, and Mo Huan opened the door, "Miss, you are back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the two hands that were tightly clasped together.

Yuan Jinglie raised his eyebrows at her, "And my uncle."

Zhao Ge's cheeks turned red, "Why are you so proud? You are not a son-in-law yet."

This scene of blatant flirting gave Mo Huan a great shock.

Mo Huan opened his mouth wide, his eyes wide as bells, "You...? Miss, you and Young Master Xiao Yuan?"

Yuan Jinglie raised their hands and shook them, "It's not obvious enough, as you can see."

"Okay, it's late, you should go back first." After stopping the peacock from spreading its feathers, Zhao Ge let go of him and pushed him out.

Yuan Jinglie didn't stay any longer. He just waved at her and left with a smile.

"Miss!" At this moment, Mo Huan burst into screaming.

"You have to tell me the whole story!"

Zhao Ge had a smile on his face, pretending to be helpless, but the smile on his face was huge.

"I won't tell you, I won't tell you!"

...

From that day on, Zhao Ge often went to Wu'an Marquis Mansion to accompany Yuan Jinglie.

He was busy with government affairs, always had no time to eat, and spent most of his time in the palace.

It was only at night that Zhao Ge could see him briefly, talk to him, massage his head, and relieve him of the day's fatigue.

When she sighed, he heard it and grabbed her hand.

"What's wrong? What's bothering you?"

"No, I just wonder how long you will be busy. Your Majesty is still so young."

"So you feel sorry for me." Yuan Jinglie took her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, "I have no choice. In order to stabilize the Chu Empire, I have to work hard alone."

Zhao Ge sighed silently in her heart again, watching him lying on her lap, falling asleep for who knows how many times.