Duke of Dai's Residence · Entrance
Ye Buhui personally saw Zhou Yao out. There were usually few pedestrians on the street outside, and now, with the sun sinking in the west and dusk upon them, there were fewer still. She stood quietly at the entrance, watching the Zhou Residence's ox cart disappear into the distance, a hint of conflicting emotions on her face.
"My lady, it's cold outside. Let's go back in." Seeing the duchess standing there in thin clothes, staring blankly into the distance, the maid who had followed her out gently urged her.
Only then did Ye Buhui come to her senses. She murmured assent. "Let's go back."
Though she wore no thick outer coat, her health had been improving lately, and she did not feel cold. But when she returned to the main hall and saw her husband seated there, leafing through her Go records, her feelings grew even more tangled.
Su Ziji looked up and saw her staring at him. He could not help looking down at himself. "Bu Hui, what's wrong?"
"You may all withdraw," Ye Buhui told the maids attending in the hall.
"Yes, my lady."
Once only the husband and wife remained, Ye Buhui sat opposite Su Ziji, propped her chin on her hand, and ventured tentatively, "Husband, A-Yao seems quite lovely..."
Quite lovely? Su Ziji froze for a moment. What did she mean?
But he was clever; he had simply never considered that possibility. After a moment's surprise, he immediately understood what Bu Hui meant, leaving him both amused and exasperated.
Though Bu Hui had spoken calmly, the sour tang of jealousy had already washed over him.
"Bu Hui, don't be silly," Su Ziji said with a slight frown.
He now felt that giving her the Blackwood Bracelet directly had indeed been