Situ Mengyao was half-kneeling on the ground, she felt that her heart had been washed, and she was numb and chaotic.

  She doesn't like him? If she doesn't like him, why would she marry him? If she doesn't like him, why is she always sad for him all these years? If she doesn't like her, she will be the fourth concubine without any regrets?

   Tears blurred her vision and ran down her cheeks.

   Ye Feixu never saw her cry, and he couldn't bear to watch it.

   He looked away and smiled coldly: "I indulge you again and again, but let you know that my heart is also made of meat, I will be sad and I will be sad."

   Situ Mengyao stared at him, her voice choked: "Then why do you never take into account my feelings? Am I not going to be sad, I won't be sad?"

"Am I not good enough for you?!" Ye Feixu looked at her grimly and growled, "I never forced you, I even waited for you to forget that man, what you want me to do At what point?"

   "What man? You make it clear!" Something flashed in Situ Mengyao's mind, and she finally grasped this key point.

   Ye Feixu's expression was almost distorted, he looked at her fiercely: "You know who the man is, you have brought his token for so many years, why do you still ask me?"

   "A token? What token?" Situ Mengyao looked at him inexplicably.

   She saw Ye Feixu staring at the broken jade butterfly on the ground, she reached out and reached over: "Didn't you give this to me?"

   Ye Feixu was stunned for a while, and there was a complex look in his eyes that was intertwined with surprise, astonishment, and joy.

   Ye Feixu looked at her blankly: "Why would I give you this?"

  Situ Mengyao's heart skipped a beat under Ye Feixu's sight.

   She bravely met his gaze and said in an extremely slow voice, "This is the first and only gift you gave me."

Ye Feixu didn't speak, just stared at her for a long time, his lips trembled inexplicably: "So I asked you before, who gave you the gift, you said... it's the most important thing in your life. that person."

   Situ Mengyao took a deep breath and said firmly, "That person is you."

   Ye Feixu was stunned, an unbelievable look flashed in his dark eyes, he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

  Situ Mengyao suddenly remembered that night, when he asked who gave her the token, she said this jokingly, it seemed that something was wrong with him since then.

   Ye Feixu patted his forehead in annoyance: "I never gave you something like this."

   "I thought it was from you."

   "You return everything I gave you."

   Situ Mengyao frowned: "Every time you come back from drinking flower wine, you will give me something, how can I accept it?"

   Ye Feixu hesitated for a long time, and said with some hatred: "When you went back to your mother's house, your cousin hugged you, I saw it."

   Situ Mengyao looked at him in astonishment: "My cousin..."

   Ye Feixu asked, "Don't you like him?"

   Situ Mengyao is in a very chaotic mood now, she doesn't know how things have become like this. She still explained patiently: "My cousin and I are childhood sweethearts, he may like me a little..."

   Ye Feixu looked a little excited: "He didn't marry for you for many years!"

Situ Mengyao shook his head: "I don't know. He went to Jiangnan for so many years, and I haven't heard much about him. The time I went back to her parents' house was the last time I saw him. I have no right to interfere if he likes me or not, but I never liked him."

  Because I recognized you, there is no one else in my eyes.

   Ye Feixu was half awake at the moment, he scratched his head: "You are always unhappy, isn't it because of him? You are always impatient to talk to me, isn't it because of him?"

   Situ Mengyao looked at him, tears could not stop falling, she suddenly felt that the Cold War for so many years was a joke.

   "You are the one who sleeps in the willows, you are the one who doesn't go home at night, and you are the one who speaks coldly to me..." Situ Mengyao felt heartache and shrank tightly into a ball.

The words behind    could hardly go on, and Ye Feixu didn't let her go on.

   He sealed her lips with a kiss and gently wiped the tears from her face.

   He always thought she had another man in her heart, so he went to check that person, check everything about him, check the gifts he gave her, check the poems he wrote her, check the evidence that he likes her.

   He kept chilling her and hanging on to him. When he finally learned to please her, she was disappointed in him and ignored him, and then he also became disheartened.

  It turns out that opening your heart is like this, as if the world suddenly brightened up.

   Later, he hugged her and whispered softly in her ear: "Mengyao, how much I want a child, I always thought you didn't want it."

  Situ Mengyao covered her eyes with her hands, tears flowing from her fingers, she just cried, kept crying.

   Seven years of grievances, seven years of sadness, she dared not tell anyone, and no one ever took her pain.

   "It's my fault, don't cry..." He coaxed her awkwardly, and the kiss fell softly again, lingering and jerky.

   It was snowing again outside, and Ouyang Liuyun, who was squatting in the corner, was almost frozen. After listening to the whole story, he retreated back to the house.

  He shook his head helplessly. It was a strange thing that the two of them had misunderstood something so easy to explain for seven years.

   But when he thought about it again, Ye Feixu could count the number of times Ye Feixu went home in a year with both hands.

   He sighed deeply again.

   It was dawn and the snow had stopped.

  The sun warms the earth and reflects the bright light.

  Because of the strong suggestion of Ouyang Liuyun and the two little buns, a hot pot was born early in the morning to eat tomato noodles.

   A table of people gathered around the table, eating noodles slurpingly, happily and contentedly.

   Ye Feibai sandwiched the noodles, scooped the soup into a small bowl and brought it to Su Ying, with a gentle tone: "Eat more."

  Su Ying glanced at him with a smile and took the bowl.

  Su Ying saw that Ye Feixu and Situ Mengyao hadn't appeared yet, she lowered her voice and said to Ouyang Liuyun who was eating Zhengxiang: "You won't lock the two of them inside now, will you?"

   Before Ouyang Liuyun answered, Su Xiaorui's eyes lit up: "Did Uncle Ouyang lock the fourth uncle and the four gods in the room to give birth to a little sister?"

  Su Ying burst out laughing.

  Ouyang Liuyun almost choked himself, he reached out and patted Su Xiaorui's head: "Actually, it's almost the same."

  Ouyang Liuyun hurriedly explained again: "Sister-in-law, don't wrong me. I have already unlocked their door, it's because the two of them are too affectionate."

  Su Ying was stunned for a moment: "You mean the two of them...reconciled?"