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The weather was getting colder these days, and even the crops in the fields were getting sick. Yun Qiu looked at the sky helplessly. If they were in Fire Cloud City now, the temperature would still be very warm. However, he did not know why there was such a change when he was living in the countryside today.

The night flute held onto the tools needed to disembark from the fields as it said to Yun Qiu, "My wife, the countryside is colder to begin with. Now, quickly enter the house."

So that's how it is. The temperature really did change. Yun Qiu was happy with his guess, but hearing the flute's next words, he suddenly became incomparably disappointed.

"Husband, I'm fine." She really was fine, but she was bored to death all day.

Before the night flute could react, Yun Qiu saw the tools it had and could not help but ask curiously, "Husband, what do you want to do?"

"Now that the weather is cold, it's time for the crops to grow. I have to go down to the fields and take a look." After the flute said this, it said gently, "My wife, don't worry your husband, okay?"

Yun Qiu really wanted to say no to the flute. However, when he looked into the limpid eyes of the flute, his heart couldn't help but move as his face turned red. He directly turned around and ran into the house in embarrassment.

Yun Qiu frowned and looked down on him in his heart. Yun Qiu, Yun Qiu, why do you have no backbone! Sigh, I won't be able to fool around in front of hubby anymore! Yun Qiu felt that her future was very dangerous!

Yu'er was carrying a vegetable basket into the yard. When she saw Yun Qiu sitting in a daze on a stone seat with her head on her hands, she felt odd.

"Miss, how can you sit on such a cold pedestal?" Yu'er quickly pushed Yun Qiu away, looking extremely anxious.

Yu'er looked around. It was a good thing that there was no sign of Young Master. Otherwise, if Young Master saw her, she would definitely be dead. Yun Qiu's face looked even better, alternating between green and white. In the end, all that was left was a deep sense of loss.

Yun Qiu asked faintly, "Yu'er, am I particularly useless against your young miss?" If it was a young miss from another mansion who had a maidservant worrying about her like that, she would perhaps be very happy. But Yun Qiu was different. Not only that, Yun Qiu felt very sad.

Yu'er and the flute were both busy. Sometimes, Yun Qiu would think that she was a cripple since she had nothing to do. This feeling made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yu'er could clearly feel Yun Qiu's disappointment, and said hastily, "Miss, we are all concerned about you, there is no other reason …"

Yun Qiu looked at Yun Qiu with tears in his eyes. Yu'er's heart softened, "Miss …"

Yun Qiu said sorrowfully, "Don't tell me I don't even have the chance to leave by myself?" She just wanted to see what her husband was doing and why he was in the fields, but sadly she couldn't go out right now.

When Yu'er heard Yun Qiu's words, she could not help but blame herself in her heart. With a roll of her eyes, she thought of a solution. Yu'er said righteously, "Miss, you can leave now. Yu'er will advise the young master."

Yun Qiu was delighted. He had been waiting for these words from Yu'er!

"Yu'er, you're the one who said that!"

Looking at Yun Qiu's figure that was like a gust of wind, Yu'er felt extremely sorrowful in her heart. Young mistress is truly despicable … He actually used a trick to bully her! Miss is so bad!

At the edge of the field, Yeye was frowning as she looked at the rice. The rice looked very normal, but why was it growing so slowly?

"Did something happen?" The flute mumbled to itself as it suddenly remembered the last time it was caught in the field. Could it be that there were other problems in the field now? The flute frowned and thought seriously.

When Yun Qiu arrived at the edge of the field, what she saw was a scene like this: the water in the field was gradually getting higher, the rice was also longer and looked more green than before.

In the blink of an eye, however, Yunqiu saw Night Piper standing in the middle of the field with a puzzled look on her face. Yun Qiu had a strange feeling as he walked in the direction of the flute.

The flute was still deep in thought when Yun Qiu's voice came from behind, "Husband, what are you doing?" He was suddenly shocked.

The flute turned around, "My wife, why did you come out? "Good girl, wait for me outside in the cold room."

The words of the flute were rather ambiguous. Those who didn't know it would think that the flute had other intentions. When Yun Qiu heard this, he could not help blushing. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the flute anymore. However, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw Night Flute standing barefooted in the middle of the field. Very cold.

Yun Qiu was a little anxious. "Hubby, hurry up and come up! The water in the fields must be very cold! "

Yes, it was cold. However, the flute still shook its head. Now that the time was approaching, he could not allow the issue to continue to develop in such a manner.

The flute looked at Yun Qiu very seriously and said, "My wife, the crops have met with other troubles. Wait for me." As if saying this was too vague, the flute hastily added, "My wife, you don't have to worry about me. I will definitely be fine."

Hearing the flute's words, although Yun Qiu felt satisfied in his heart, he was still slightly vexed over why his husband was speaking so directly … Really …

Yun Qiu stood in the middle of the field, his flute in the water. The two of them knew of each other's existence, but they continued to do their own things seriously.

The sky gradually darkened and Yun Qiu was a little impatient. She saw the night flute finally coming out from the fields. Yun Qiu looked at the night flute's white feet, her eyes revealing a worried expression.

"Hubby …"

The flute smiled and explained, "My wife, I am a farmer. I often do these things in the past, so it doesn't matter. "My wife has suffered."

Knowing that the flute was referring to the matter that she had been waiting for him for some time now, Yun Qiu felt slightly embarrassed. However, at this moment, she no longer cared about being reserved. She pulled her flute and headed towards the kitchen.

When he met Yu'er on the way, he heard her ask in surprise, "Miss, Young Master, you are …"

Yun Qiu replied quickly, "Yu'er, boil some water for me." Yu'er left without a word.

The night flute felt warmth in his heart as he looked at the anxious Yun Qiu. Being protected by Yun Qiu like this, it gave the flute a full feeling. The flute never knew that liking a person was such a blissful thing. Living with the person he liked made him experience a state of contentment even more.

When Yun Qiu arrived at the kitchen, she said gently to the flute, "Husband, you must warm your feet in a while." The night flute did not reply. Yun Qiu continued, "You can't possibly not be warm." In such cold weather and having soaked in cold water for so long, Yun Qiu really did not know if the night flute's foot still felt good.

Yun Qiu had only heard the flute talk about how carefree his life used to be. Now, he knew how difficult it used to be. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she probably wouldn't have been able to experience his true feelings.

Yun Qiu sighed in her heart. This kind of husband caused her to be moved.