Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1344: Chapter 1143: He Regretted It_1 Chapter 1344: Chapter 1143: He Regretted It_1 This wait lasted three days, and there was absolutely no news within those three days.

Tong Sanlang simply stayed at Ji Wei Ju and didn’t return to the Palace.

Since Tong Sanlang hadn’t returned to the Palace, Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t bear to stay there alone. She greeted Yang Wenxiao and went out of the Palace to find Tong Sanlang.

When she arrived at Ji Wei Ju and saw Tong Sanlang’s condition, she didn’t say a word before getting him a cup of water.

“Haven’t you slept at all in these three days?” she asked with a frown.

“I have slept.” Tong Sanlang took the cup and drank it in one gulp.

Qiao Xiaomai got him another cup, “How can you look so haggard if you’ve slept? Look at these dark circles, and the red veins in your eyes. Are you sure you slept?”

“I lay down, but I couldn’t sleep.” Tong Sanlang took the cup and finished it once again.

After drinking two cups of the sweet spring water, his spirit improved considerably, and his fatigue lessened a great deal.

“You can’t go on like this, you must maintain your best condition. You’re only falling into the other party’s trap this way,” Qiao Xiaomai frowned.

Tong Sanlang let out a long sigh upon hearing this and chuckled bitterly, “I know, but I just can’t sleep.”

“I was very angry about all she did to you before, but now that her whereabouts are unknown and whether she’s dead or alive is uncertain, I feel like those past issues don’t matter anymore, they were just silver. Considering she gave birth to me and raised me for the past seventeen years, what’s the harm in giving her some?”

“If she wants to live a good life, then let her have it. Her horizons are limited, and she can’t spend that much silver anyway.”

“Why didn’t I just agree to her in the first place…”

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

She bit her lip, feeling uncomfortable inside.

“You don’t need to feel guilty. Initially, grandfather was worried that the retired emperor would disapprove, so he didn’t allow our family’s situation to improve.”

Later, it was the Zhang Family who spread rumors that she had an improper relationship with Yang Ye, and the Zhang Family came to the Capital City to join forces with Bai Zhi and Zhao Lan to poison Tong Sanlang.

Is this something that wanting to live a good life can explain?

What the Zhang Family was doing wasn’t yearning for a good life; they were using it as a guise to go against her.

Even if the Zhang Family were truly allowed to live the good life, they were bound to cause more trouble.

However, these words were not suitable to be discussed with Tong Sanlang at the moment. If the Zhang Family really died this time, Tong Sanlang would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

When it comes to life and death, what the Zhang Family did in the past can be overlooked.

Endure.

This was not the time to argue with Tong Sanlang.

“Don’t worry, what the enemy wants is your life, she will be fine.” She said as she reached out and took Tong Sanlang’s hand, giving it a firm squeeze, “You need to build up your strength. You need to be well, for your mother to be well.”

Tong Sanlang didn’t say anything, just hummed vaguely.

“You also haven’t eaten properly, right? I’ll go to the kitchen and cook something for you.” Qiao Xiaomai stood up.

“No need.”

“I’ll make something, you wait.” Qiao Xiaomai patted his shoulder and walked toward the Ji Wei Ju kitchen.

She made a soup, stir-fried a dish, and steamed some rice. Carrying the tray, she went to the private room on the second floor.

Having not slept well nor eaten properly for the past three days, Tong Sanlang quickly finished off the rice, the dish, and the soup, savoring the familiar flavors.

Feeling stuffed, drowsiness came over him.

Qiao Xiaomai let him rest his head on the table for a nap, saying that the body is the capital of everything and he needed to conserve energy.

Tong Sanlang dozed off for more than two hours, and when he woke up, lunchtime had already passed.

Qiao Xiaomai hadn’t returned to the Palace and stayed by his side the whole time. Seeing that he had awoken, she went back to the kitchen to cook.

After both of them had eaten, Tong Sanlang urged her to go back, “There’s nothing for you to do here, you might as well go back to the Palace.”

“There’s nothing for me back there either, I’d rather stay here.”

“How are things in the Palace?” Tong Sanlang asked.