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Heng Yi sat beside Han Qiao, “How much did you drink?”

“Not much, just a little dizzy,” Han Qiao replied indifferently.

She leaned against Heng Yi.

Heng Yi hugged Han Qiao.

He reeked of alcohol, “How much did you drink?” Han Qiao asked.

“Quite a lot. They’re all here to propose a toast.” Heng Yi said as he fanned Han Qiao.

The cool breeze was helping a little.

Han Qiao closed her eyes comfortably and didn’t want to move.

If it wasn’t for the fact that this era didn’t allow it, she would have cut her hair short.

It was getting annoying to go out on such a hot day.

The distance between the Yun residence and their home wasn’t far, but they had to pass through the bustling city.

There were very few people outside the carriage. Those who came out at this time were all people whose families were not doing well and had to come out to earn money.

That was why they worked outside under the scorching sun.

Han Qiao didn’t pity the world. She knew that if she hadn’t been lucky enough to meet Heng Yi, she might have been busy outside like them too.

She lifted the curtain and looked out.

A few men were carrying a load, and their tanned faces were covered in sweat.

However, they were down-to-earth and hardworking.

Han Qiao chuckled and lowered the curtain.

“What are you laughing at?” Heng Yi asked.

“I just feel that everyone has it hard. Rich and poor, they are all running around for life and fame.”

“I was just feeling a little sentimental for a moment.” Han Qiao took the fan from Heng Yi’s hand and fanned herself.

“It’s my fault. I’m not smart enough…”

Han Qiao pressed her fan over Heng Yi’s mouth, “Why are you saying this?”

Shulan and Duan Yue pursed their lips and chuckled.

Han Qiao was about to say something when the horse suddenly neighed.

Fortunately, Bai Cha, who was driving the carriage, was quite skilled. Otherwise, someone would have died.

Heng Yi had already drawn his long blade and jumped out of the carriage.

Bai Cha was already fighting with an old man.

In just a few moves, Bai Cha was sent flying by the old man’s kick. Fortunately, Bai Cha’s martial arts were not bad, and the old man showed mercy, so he was not seriously injured to the point of spitting out blood.

Qin Song, Zhang Zhao, and the others didn’t even last two moves before they were sent flying.

Heng Yi held his sword and only exchanged thirteen moves.

Then he was sent flying.

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The old man stood where he was, shook his head, and sighed.

“That’s all you have?”

His eyes, brows, and tone were filled with disgust.

Then, he turned around and left.

The others wanted to give chase, but Heng Yi stopped them.

“No need to chase.”

The visitor had no ill intentions, but he despised him.

Heng Yi, Qin Song, Zhang Zhao, and the others were the same. They were all feeling a little smug after exterminating the bandits, but the old man who had appeared today had taught them a solid lesson. He had taught them that there was always going to be someone better than them.

That bit of frivolity was instantly extinguished.

On the way back, everyone had a lot on their minds. They couldn’t raise their heads nor were they in the mood to talk.

When they arrived home, they returned to their own courtyards.

Heng Yi was silent.

Han Qiao was not in a hurry to comfort him. Instead, she went to see her son.

Ah-Yao and He Cheng were taking an afternoon nap. There was no ice basin in the room, but Pucao was fanning them at the side.

“Madam,” Pucao whispered softly.

Han Qiao shushed her and gestured for her not to make a sound. She took the fan and sat at the side to fan the two children.

Pucao stood at the side obediently.

Out of the few maidservants, Han Qiao’s heart ached the most for Pucao because she had suffered since she was young and was very timid. However, she was careful and serious with her work, had a good heart, and was honest.

Han Qiao glanced at Pucao.

She had been skinny in the past, but now she had gained weight. Since she did not go out to bask in the sun, her skin was becoming fair and tender. Her beauty underneath had also revealed itself. She was very delicate and beautiful.

Dong Lai had good taste.

After staying with the kids for a while, Han Qiao gave the fan to Pucao and returned to the main courtyard.

Passing through the corridor, she noticed the flowers and plants in the courtyard were dried and Li Mi’s cat was sleeping under the shade of the tree.

Its coat was thick, yet it wasn’t afraid of the heat.

Han Qiao couldn’t help but call out to the creature, “Mimi.”

The cat opened its eyes when it heard its name. It glanced at Han Qiao indifferently, turned over, and went back to sleep.

As expected of a cat.

If it were any of the dogs, they would have run to her before she called their names.

A cat owner would be ignored unless they have dried fish in their hands.

Han Qiao smiled and walked towards the main courtyard.

Heng Yi stood under the eaves in a daze.

When he noticed Han Qiao coming towards him, he put away the contemplative look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” Han Qiao asked.

“I regret not keeping that man that day.”

If he could keep that person here and learn a few moves from such an expert, it would be enough for him to use for the rest of his life.

“Don’t worry, you will meet him again.” Han Qiao said gently.

She pulled Heng Yi into the house and asked someone to prepare hot water for him to wash.

He changed into a set of light and comfortable clothes.

After drinking a bowl of herbal tea, she continued, “He tried to test you again and again just to see what kind of person you were and whether you were worthy of him to teach. A capable person like him must be arrogant.” “Moreover, today’s incident is also a good thing. At least Zhang Zhao and the others won’t dare to be arrogant anymore.”

There was always someone better than them.

It was a good thing that they had suffered this loss now.

These people would go further and further in the future, and their status would become higher and higher. If they did not have the correct attitude now, they would easily go astray later down the road.

Han Qiao slowly explained to Heng Yi.

They treated it as a casual conversation between husband and wife, but they wouldn’t tell outsiders, not even Bai Cha.

Heng Yi was a bit silly, but he wasn’t stupid.

He was only like this in front of Han Qiao; willing to listen to her plans and commands. He liked to hear her speak to him in such a gentle and soft voice. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were curved upwards, and she was so beautiful that he couldn’t understand how people could take their eyes off her brilliance.

He preferred Han Qiao to solve his problems for him, to plan and arrange some things for him. This was something he had been longing for since he was young.

In front of Han Qiao, he was completely different from when he was leading the troops to suppress the bandits.

“Sleep for a while,” Heng Yi said softly.

Han Qiao smiled and nodded.

After drinking some wine, she wanted to take a nap.

Han Qiao felt a little dizzy just from squinting. She opened her eyes in a daze and felt someone touching her face.

She opened her eyes.

“Heng Yi?”

“Yes.”

“My head hurts a little.”

Heng Yi immediately massaged Han Qiao, but his technique was just not hitting the spot.

Han Qiao felt even more pain.

Pushing him away in disdain, Han Qiao called for Shulan.

Heng Yi stood aside, waiting for the medicine so he could feed Han Qiao.

Han Qiao took medicine and asked, “Am I sick?”

“Yes, you’re a little feverish. Have a good nap and don’t think too much.”

The doctor said that Han Qiao was too tired and had been stressed today.

The only thing that would be helpful to her recovery right now, was to take her medicine and get plenty of rest.

Heng Yi’s heart ached, and he was annoyed at the old man.

No matter how powerful he was as a martial artist, he did not want to recruit him.

“Mama…”

Ah-Yao called out softly.

He was feeling a little restless and patted Han Qiao’s face, hoping that she would wake up and play with him..