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Seeing this, Jun Jiuxiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a doting smile.

He then gently kissed her forehead, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

However, in the middle of the night, Jun Jiuxiao was awakened by the woman in his arms.

He looked closely and saw that Chu Xingyao was gripping her wrist tightly, her nails digging deep into it.

Her eyebrows, which were originally as dark as distant mountains, were now tightly furrowed.

Although her eyes were closed, tears were sliding down her cheeks.

In her dream, she was complaining to Jun Jiuxiao with a wronged expression, her tone just like when she was a child and she was being spoiled.

She sobbed, complaining with a mixture of resentment and longing:

"Waaah... Brother Yaochen, they dared to bully me because you weren't by my side."

"Waaah... they've soiled the clothes you made for me, and ruined the jade hairpin you so carefully carved for me,"

"Yaochen... Waaah... Yaochen... Yaochen..."

As Jun Jiuxiao listened to these cries, a sharp pain shot through his heart.

He completely ignored the fact that her pinched his wrist until it bled, and just held her tightly in his arms with heartache.

He gently stroked her back and softly comforted her:

"Yao'er, don't be afraid. With your husband here, no one will dare to bully you. Yao'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Perhaps it was the unique calming effect of the ambergris on Jun Jiuxiao's body.

Or perhaps it was his calm and reassuring words that played a key role.

In short, under Jun Jiuxiao's calm and gentle comfort, Chu Xingyao, who was originally crying bitterly and heartbroken, was able to calm down.

She gradually stopped crying.

However, the tears no longer flowed like a torrent.

But occasionally, soft sobs could be heard from her slightly trembling lips.

Jun Jiuxiao steadily reached out and gently supported Chu Xingyao's forehead, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

He gazed at the woman before him, the one who caused him such heartache, and murmured in a low voice:

"In my past life, I was the one who left you as your husband."

How many hardships and obstacles have you gone through?

What kind of grievances and bitterness did they endure?

His voice was deep and full of care.

As if trying to break through the barrier of time and trace back to that past that once broke her heart.

At the same time, Jun Jiuxiao gently stroked Chu Xingyao's furrowed brows with his fingers.

It seemed as if he wanted to soothe all the worries and troubles in her heart.

He sighed with deep remorse:

"Alas! It is all because I, your husband, did not think things through properly and failed to plan ahead for you."

"That's why you suffered so much injustice throughout your life..."

His words revealed endless regret and deep self-reproach.

That night, Jun Jiuxiao's heart was like a vast, turbulent sea, with all sorts of emotions churning within him.

Even though I was holding that delicate and beautiful woman in my arms and feeling the warmth emanating from her body.

But he couldn't calm down.

The beauty in his arms had just stopped crying and was now quietly nestled in Jun Jiuxiao's embrace.

Seemingly having forgotten all worries, I fell peacefully asleep.

However, Jun Jiuxiao showed no signs of fatigue.

His gaze involuntarily lingered on the long, slender legs pressing down on him.

Her jade-like legs were as smooth as cream, with lines as beautiful as poetry, like a priceless treasure.

It gently pressed against a certain part of Jun Jiuxiao's body, bringing a strange tactile sensation.

Jun Jiuxiao tried to move his body to alleviate the subtle pressure, but he was afraid of waking the sleeping beauty in his arms.

So he could only suppress his discomfort and silently gaze at the beautiful scenery before him, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

In this quiet night.

Jun Jiuxiao's mind kept replaying his past and present lives, and all the things that had happened since he met the woman.

Those memories, both sweet and bitter, flooded his mind like a tide, leaving him with a myriad of emotions.

He didn't know if this love in his life would fulfill his wishes.

They had no idea what fate awaited them in the future.

But at this moment, all he wanted was to quietly protect the woman in his arms, even if only for a short while.

As the night deepened, moonlight streamed through the window into the room, bathing everything in a silvery glow.

Jun Jiuxiao remained in that position, his eyes still open.

His eyes were sometimes deep and sometimes dreamy.

He seemed to be immersed in a world that only he could comprehend...

The morning sunlight streamed through the window and shone onto the bed, and Chu Xingyao slowly woke up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and subconsciously reached out to the side, only to touch an empty bed.

She was startled, realizing that Jun Jiuxiao had left sometime earlier.

Chu Xingyao frowned, pondering why Jun Jiuxiao had left so early.

Could it be that he went to the morning court session?

Thinking of this, she quickly called Cola over to ask about the situation.

"Cola, when did Jun Jiuxiao leave?" Chu Xingyao asked with a solemn expression.

Cola bowed slightly and answered in a calm tone:

“Miss, the young master left at five o’clock, just as he finished his third cold water bath.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyao's eyes widened, and her face showed astonishment.

"What? He took three cold showers! And I had no idea?"

Cola's lips curled slightly, and she said softly:

"Miss, you slept soundly last night, so naturally you wouldn't have noticed."

"And the son-in-law also did not want to disturb you, so he did everything very quietly."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyao's face flushed slightly. She pondered to herself:

"He took three cold showers throughout the night?"

Chu Xingyao pondered to herself, and her figure swayed.

She then emerged from that mysterious space and landed steadily in her own boudoir.

As soon as she stopped and was about to walk to the dressing table to wash up, a dark shadow rushed over like lightning.

It turned out to be Night Hawk. He was in a hurry and quickly arrived in front of Chu Xingyao.

Night Hawk bowed respectfully and said earnestly, "Your Highness, His Highness has something to give you."

After speaking, he carefully presented a delicate sandalwood box to Chu Xingyao.

Then he turned and left cleanly and decisively.

Chu Xingyao looked completely astonished, clearly unprepared for this sudden turn of events.

She hesitated slightly before reaching out and slowly taking the box that exuded a faint sandalwood scent.

As she gently lifted the lid, a warm and soft light instantly filled her vision—

Inside the box were neatly arranged more than a dozen hairpins, exquisitely carved from the finest mutton-fat jade!

These hairpins come in various shapes and sizes, some resembling blooming flowers, delicate and charming;

Some resemble soaring birds, lively and agile; others are like swimming fish, lifelike and vivid...

Each one is exquisite and a masterpiece, leaving one in awe.

What's particularly special is that all the hairpins are carved with a pair of cute and playful rabbit ears.

Some are small and exquisite, while others are adorably clumsy.

This adds a touch of liveliness and charm to these already exquisite hairpins.

In the center of the hairpin, a letter was placed neatly.

Chu Xingyao picked up the letter with a solemn expression, slowly unfolded it, and began to read. The handwriting on it was strong and vigorous:

“I will remember what my beloved consort said last night.”

"My beloved consort's concern for me is truly appreciated. These hairpins were personally carved by me as a small reward."

Seeing this, Chu Xingyao's expression remained calm.

However, a subtle hint of shyness quietly surfaced on her beautiful and refined face.

At the same time, a warm feeling welled up in my heart.