The He Family's guest courtyard was very quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind.
Qin Yao had already left, unnoticed by anyone.
Fortunately, Liu Ji hadn't fallen to his death.
He lay on the bed, looking at the beam she had once hung from, with a face full of reluctant melancholy.
If he could, he would want to go back to the inn with her right now, to wash clothes, cook, and warm the bed for her!
But that was just wishful thinking; he couldn't climb over the He Family's courtyard walls.
Remembering something, Liu Ji turned over and felt the hard large silver ingot inside the bed, hugged it and gave it big kisses on the side of his mouth, feeling immensely reassured.
Before she left, his wife said she would be staying in the Prefecture for several days. With his wise and heroic wife holding the fort, just see how he'd deal with those two dogs now!
That night, Liu Ji tossed and turned in excitement, unable to sleep.
