An Jing immediately laughed, "I really didn’t expect our darling to be so good at comforting people."

Xiao Changyi also slightly curled his lips.

An Baobei grinned and asked, "Do you want to treasure your daughter even more?"

An Jing found it amusing, "We already treasure you so much, how else do you want us to treasure you?"

An Baobei threw herself into her arms, looked up with a small face, and smiled sweetly, "The more treasured, the better."

An Jing just held An Baobei and smiled at Xiao Changyi.

Xiao Changyi looked at his wife and daughter with cold eyes full of affection. Even though his son went off to fight and he was certainly worried, he had to admit, his mood improved quite a bit, thanks to his darling daughter.

...

Su Yi Jing and the Xiyun Army were still on their way to Qingyun City when Gong Juechen had already read through all the medical books he had people collect from various places. None of them contained a cure for Feng Feiyan’s leg, so Gong Juechen decided to stop having people collect medical books for him and just experiment blindly on his own.

After all, Feng Feiyan’s leg was ruined, so treating her like a dying horse wasn’t a bad idea.

Gong Juechen thought this way and, on the basis of the leg treatment prescriptions he had previously prepared for Feng Feiyan, added a few ingredients with particularly strong medicinal properties, and then he proceeded to make the medicine.

Afterward, he crushed the medicinal ingredients using a medicine grinder.

Ye Zhi was idle and helped him crush the herbs so he could brew the ointment more quickly.

Noticing Gong Juechen’s unusually serious demeanor, Ye Zhi smiled while crushing herbs, "Clearly a good person, why do you always make people think you’re a bad one?"

In Ye Zhi’s view, regardless of whether her husband’s actions were right or wrong, his heart was truly good.

Gong Juechen immediately replied with a cheeky grin, "Kiss me and I’ll tell you ~"

Ye Zhi glared at him sideways, "You’re getting old, can’t you have a bit of shame!"

"I’ve never cared about shame, so why should I at my old age? I just won’t ~" he said, and then leaned over to plant a kiss on Ye Zhi’s cheek. After the kiss, he laughed heartily, "If you won’t kiss me, I’ll kiss you." Then he paused and said, "I’m just used to being the bad guy."

Ye Zhi said nothing, but she stopped crushing herbs and held one of his hands.

Gong Juechen grinned even more cheekily, "With you like this, how am I supposed to crush herbs?"

Ye Zhi realized this too and was about to withdraw her hand, but as soon as she let go, he immediately clasped her hand again.

He showed no trace of a smile on his face, seriously telling her, "No matter what kind of person I am, my feelings for you are genuine. I know when you first married me, you didn’t believe I truly liked you, but now, we’re both at this age, surely you believe it by now."

Ye Zhi laughed, "I’ve believed this for a long time."

She paused and added, "When I gave birth to Lele, I completely believed it."

Another pause, "Before marrying you, I envied Boss for having such a good husband who treated her so well. Ever since marrying you, I envy no one; I don’t care about anyone else. All I know is my husband is great and treats me wonderfully too."

Gong Juechen’s eyes slightly reddened; he actually knew long ago that they were mutually affectionate. The two of them had already discussed this matter, but never expressed it so deeply as this day, which touched him greatly.

Meandering along, he was already nearing sixty.

The two of them had been together unknowingly for almost thirty years, past scenes clearly vivid as if they happened just yesterday.