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My Farmer Husband Qing He 31460K 2022-07-21

Yu'er only heard the two words ”Mrs Qiao” and didn't care about anything else as she slipped away to find Mrs Qiao. In those years, the world had changed, but Yu'er's straightforward personality was still the same as ever. Yun Qiu laughed lightly for a while before going to embroider the embroidery on her hands.

After all, he was about to get married. No matter what happened in the future, this dowry would have to be prepared just like what she said to Yu'er earlier. At least she had to make the wedding dress up for herself. She would not have expected Madam Rong to take care of everything for her.

Because the patterns were complex and colorful, the outline of the needle and thread became a bit harder to draw. Her hands were slender and fair, but they were not soft. They carefully and skillfully moved back and forth on the embroidery, little by little outlining the beautiful patterns.

It was almost noon, but the drizzle didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. Occasionally, there would be a slight breeze that gently blew past, blowing away the fine hair of the clouds and autumn, and a thin, thin, muslin cloth that was embroidered at the side. It was a cloudy and drizzly day, yet it was so white that it gave off the feeling of tranquility and peace.

Since he could not grasp the unknown, it was a good thing for him to let nature take its course. Moreover, if that person wasn't a good person, she wouldn't accept her fate just like that. She had the ability to not accept her fate. After all, this was his entire life. Under the light of the lanterns, within the quiet pavilion.

When Mrs Qiao carried the dishes in, Cloudy Autumn was walking under the lights with needles in her hands, meticulous.

Lightly pushing open the door and entering the room, Mrs Qiao placed the dishes on the table and walked around the table to Yun Qiu's side. Without saying anything, she took away the embroidery in Yun Qiu's hands and scolded, ”Miss, the sky has already darkened for a long time. Why are you still embroidering these things?

Yun Qiu wasn't annoyed by these words and explained with a smile, ”Ma Qiao, second sister is getting married.”

If it were anyone else, they would not have known what Yun Qiu's words meant. However, Mrs Qiao had watched Yun Qiu grow up, so their tacit understanding needed to be mentioned. Moreover, Mrs Qiao was a shrewd person. She had previously heard that the Yun Family's Second Miss and the Ning Family's Eldest Young Master were engaged. Now that she heard Yun Qiu's words, she understood what she meant by it.

Duke Hou's family cared the most about the order of the young. Even if the young miss's status at home was different from before, she was still the eldest young miss of the house and should be married before the second young miss.

After a short pause, Mrs Qiao continued lightly: ”What does Miss intend to do?”

”Nothing, just let it be.” Yun Qiu was still smiling merrily, but his eyes were warm and filled with adoration when he looked at Mrs Qiao. She paused for a moment, then continued, ”However, if I were to get married, I will definitely bring you along. Mrs Qiao need not worry.”

She thought for a moment before looking at Yun Qiu, her face no longer having the usual easiness, only seriousness and caution. She looked at him steadily and slowly and said, ”Miss, if you want to follow that woman's instructions and leave the pavilion, this old servant can have no objections. However, Miss must promise this old servant that if our days in the future are not good, we must leave.”

With that, she lifted her hand to caress the hair on Yun Qiu's head, gently stroking it just like how she did when she was young, ”Miss, ever since you passed away, you haven't had a good day. This time, you can't let yourself be wronged, otherwise, this old servant won't have the face to see Madam again when I arrive in the Underworld a hundred years from now.”

A teardrop rolled down from Mama Qiao's face and fell onto the back of Yun Qiu's hand.