She repeatedly promised not to look for Qinghe, and only then did her father let her out.
Qingyue had told her that the medicine hall would open tomorrow and someone would be sent to Wushan Village today to fetch Qinghe, who she expected would arrive at the town's Xiao Mansion by noon.
She deliberately mentioned wanting to sit for a while at the Xiao Mansion, but her true intention was to catch a glimpse of Qinghe.
Even though she stood beside Qingyue, his eyes saw only Qingyue.
Tao Meijiao's heart felt unbearably uncomfortable.
Su Qingyue noticed as well, and greeted Xiao Qinghe with a lukewarm, "Fourth brother."
Listening to Qingyue's voice, elegant and melodious as the music of the heavens, Qinghe's overwhelming yearning for her nearly spilled over.
He almost blurted out, "Wife, I miss you, truly miss you to the bone!"
In his heart, she was his only sunshine, the one and only wife Xiao Qinghe had set his heart on.