For two consecutive days, Zhi'er seemed to be immersed in a kind of marital harmony.
Not only did everyone who saw her call her the Commander's Wife,
even Feng Fuce himself acted as if he had started to settle down.
He would bring back anything given to him in respect by others to Zhi'er.
Sometimes it was a box of gold, sometimes a string of tourmaline.
Every time, Zhi'er would suspiciously ask, "Are you sure we can accept these? Long Xiyuan really hates people taking bribes!"
Each time, Feng Fuce would sip his tea and say calmly, "After accepting them, I always hand them over first. He told me to bring them home."
"Long Xiyuan said that as long as the person is one of his own, and the mistake isn't severe, he can turn a blind eye."
Zhi'er pouted and mumbled, "Hmph, he really knows how to play with people's hearts."
The relationship between Long Xiyuan and Fu Xiru became increasingly good.
Every day, he would come to accompany Fu Xiru for meals.
