Ji Xubai: "..."
He was silent for a while and said, "I know, can you be accommodating? Tomorrow is really the most important day in my life."
"If you could think that tomorrow would be the most important day of your life, you wouldn't shoot yourself in the foot."
Ji Xubai looked at Wen Zhiyu hurtly. This was really the legendary shooting of oneself in the foot...
Just because of his crazy impulse, he persisted for more than half a month, but all his efforts were in vain.
In short, he tried his best to persuade Wen Zhigu, but Wen Zhigu refused. Ji Xubai did not dare to make Wen Zhigu angry at this juncture, so he had no choice but to compromise with Wen Zhigu.
As dawn approached, Wen Zhigu sniffed, raked his nose and said, "I have to ask someone to go to Ji's Mansion to prevent Ji's Mansion from thinking that the groom has run away."
Ji Xubai couldn't help but speak: "I know it, it's obviously..."
"You were the one who ran out, weren't you?" Wen Zhigu said as he blew his nose with a handkerchief, and said calmly: "I'll go back later and explain to the Marquis that you ran out to move rocks in the middle of the night. What's the purpose of smashing your own feet?"
The meaning of Wen Zhigu's words was obvious, that is, he did not allow Ji Xubai to truthfully tell the truth that he committed suicide because he came to find her to save her.
Ji Xubai felt aggrieved, "Then what should I tell dad..."
Wen Zhigu didn't care what he said: "That's your business."
"I know, are you punishing me?"
"Yes, you now know the price of this self-harm. Next time I harm myself, I will divorce you directly." Wen Zhigu said ruthlessly.
She was still frightened to this day. She never thought that Ji Xubai would be so extreme in love and would be merciless to her body. He would smash her body whenever he wanted, and he would do it so cruelly, as if he was taking revenge on his enemy. But that person was himself. Thinking of that scene, Wen Zhigu felt scared, and how could she be willing to leave him? But because of this, she had to punish him well this time, otherwise he would still be with her next time Nonsense.
After hearing this, Ji Xubai nodded and assured her without thinking, "There will be no next time."
Self-mutilation is a despicable way of not wanting Wen Zhigu to leave him. Now that Wen Zhigu has told him this, how can he be cruel to himself again
It's just that on my father's side, I'm afraid I have to deal with it in a vague way.
Wen Zhigu went to his cabinet to find a thick and warm cloak and put it on him. Ji Xubai lowered his head and felt the soft, snow-white mink fur pressing against his face. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, "Zhigu, you Why are there clothes I’m wearing here?”
"I made it when I was bored... I thought you had so many clothes, so I didn't give them to you."
Ji Xubai immediately tightened the cloak and said, "It's mine now."
"...No one is trying to rob you." Wen Zhiru sniffed, "I'll call the coachman, and you just stay on your own."
Ji Xubai sat on the edge of the bed, thought for a while and said to Wen Zhigu: "Zhigu, I feel like I'm about to get married now..."
Wen Zhigu paused, laughed, then coughed again.
Ji Xubai frowned and stretched out his hand to pull her to his side. He reached out and touched her forehead, "It's a bit hot."
"The imperial doctor said that if you take a packet of medicine with breakfast, you will feel better. I'll eat while I'm dressing up."
Ji Xubai looked at her: "I feel so distressed."
Wen Zhigu also glanced at his legs: "I feel so bad too."
So what’s so good about the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month