This sentence successfully choked on his own saliva the Sima Han who was about to speak.
After coughing for a long time, Sima Han finally recovered.
"What the hell are you doing so late at night?" Sima Han glared and roared.
Yi Zhixie innocently spread his hands, "You were the one looking at me first, why are you blaming me now?"
Hearing this, Sima Han glared again, "I'm talking to you seriously."
Yi Zhixie put on a serious face, "I'm also very serious. What if you fall in love with me? Isn't this a serious matter?"
Sima Han rubbed his forehead. He was wrong!
He shouldn't have argued with Yi Zhixie about this matter too much. It was really not a wise move.
As expected, it escalated without end...
Yi Zhixie looked at Sima Han, who was covering his face in regret, and a smile flashed in his eyes. "Little brat, you want to compete with me!"
Just then, Sima Han suddenly raised his face and looked at Yi Zhixie, "You did it on purpose!"
Because Sima Han's movement was too sudden, Yi Zhixie's expression hadn't faded yet when he was caught red-handed by Sima Han.
This made Sima Han even more certain that Yi Zhixie had said that intentionally.
He had deliberately said those words to change the subject and make himself forget the original question.
Sima Han's face turned grim, "Yi Zhixie, Grand Tutor, you're starting to play tricks on me now."
Yi Zhixie wanted to deny it, but looking at Sima Han's face and thinking about the consequences, he generously admitted, "Zheng Wei told me not to say it. He was afraid you would worry."
Sima Han said sternly, "Tell me."
These two simple words carried an irrefutable weight.
Seeing this, a hint of admiration flashed deep in Yi Zhixie's eyes. He said with feigned grievance, "I can tell you, but what will Zheng Wei say afterwards..."
Sima Han said without even raising an eyebrow, "If he asks, tell him I tortured you, and that's why you confessed."
Yi Zhixie's eyes turned sly, and he raised an eyebrow at Sima Han, "What kind of torture? 18..."
"Shut up!"
Sima Han roared, his forehead throbbing.
Seeing this, Yi Zhixie knew he had gone too far. He coughed lightly, then sat up straight and said seriously, "Actually, it's nothing much. Zheng Wei went to Prince Duan's mansion for a banquet tonight. He wanted to see if he could find any clues about his mother."
After speaking, Yi Zhixie paused for a moment, then continued, "Even if he slipped out during the banquet, the time was too tight. So he decided to stay overnight and search thoroughly in the dead of night."
Sima Han nodded in understanding. That was reasonable. "But why didn't he ask us to go together? Wouldn't that have helped?"
Yi Zhixie shook his head, "I don't know about that. Perhaps he has his own plans. If we had gone back, we would have helped him, at least by removing his worries, don't you think?"
Although Yi Zhixie's tone was light, the underlying worry in his words could still be heard.
Sima Han thought for a moment and could only nod helplessly. It was too late to say anything now.
The most important thing for them now was to go back and secure their home, so that Zheng Wei would have no worries.
He believed Zheng Wei thought the same way, which was why he had left so resolutely just now, without looking back.
The carriage was moving quickly, and during their silence, they had already reached the gate of the Four Seas House.
They got out of the carriage in silence, entered the house, and walked all the way to Shian Courtyard, entering the east side room.
At that time, Namu Zhong was playing with the three children, while Yue Qingxin was in the west side room with Ruan Ruan.
When Namu Zhong saw Yi Zhixie and Sima Han return, she felt a little strange.
"Why are you back? Did you suddenly decide not to go? Where is Zheng Wei? Did he go to see Ruan Ruan?"
Namu Zhong said a string of questions, and she looked outside, as if to see if there was any movement.
Yi Zhixie hurried forward, came to Namu Zhong, took her hand, and sat down. He said, "Don't look, he didn't come back."
Namu Zhong was startled. After a moment, she realized and asked confusedly, "If he didn't come back, where did he go?"
Yi Zhixie pursed his lips, and his voice came out faintly, "He went to Prince Duan's mansion."
Namu Zhong: !
Namu Zhong looked at Yi Zhixie in disbelief. Had she misheard him just now?
In Namu Zhong's disbelieving gaze, Yi Zhixie nodded and said seriously, "It's just as you think. Zheng Wei went alone, and Sima Han and I came back."
Namu Zhong's eyes widened in shock.
It took her a long time to find her voice and asked with some dejection, "Why?"
Hearing this, Yi Zhixie shrugged helplessly, "Zheng Wei made the decision himself. What can we do?"
Namu Zhong pouted. She didn't say anything more.
In fact, Namu Zhong understood that although Zheng Wei usually smiled, he always had his own plans for everything he did, and he didn't necessarily listen to others' opinions or suggestions.
With a sigh, everyone stopped talking about it.
As night deepened, the three children began to feel sleepy.
After coaxing the children to sleep, Namu Zhong felt like her whole body was falling apart.
Although she had held the little ones for a while before, she had never held them for such a long time.
She suddenly stood up and stretched, "Sleep, sleep, I'm exhausted."
Hearing this, Sima Han stood up, "You three stay with them tonight. I'll go with Xin Xin to watch Ruan Ruan."
After speaking, Sima Han didn't wait for their reaction. He stood up and rushed to the other side.
Yi Zhixie and Namu Zhong stared blankly at Sima Han's swift departure. By the time they reacted, Sima Han had already lifted the curtain and entered the west side room.
Turning to look at Namu Zhong, Yi Zhixie said, "Forget it, let's consider it early training."
Namu Zhong looked confused and asked curiously, "Training for what?"
Yi Zhixie curved his lips slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and lowered his voice, making it somewhat seductive.
Yi Zhixie said, "Naturally, it's practicing how to take care of a child, so that when we have a child in the future, we won't be flustered and unable to do anything."
Yi Zhixie's words were crisp and straightforward.
But to Namu Zhong, they were jarring.
Namu Zhong lowered her eyes, her expression becoming somewhat melancholic. She said gloomily, "You still mind, don't you?"
Yi Zhixie was slightly stunned. Mind what?
However, Namu Zhong happened to be looking down and didn't see the astonishment and confusion on Yi Zhixie's face.
Yi Zhixie's silence, in her eyes, was an admission.
Thinking that after so many years, Yi Zhixie finally disliked her for not being able to have children, Namu Zhong felt completely dejected.
A gloomy aura instantly emanated from Namu Zhong, making Yi Zhixie, who had been staring at her, even more confused.
Rubbing his forehead, Yi Zhixie asked helplessly, "Mu Zhong, what are you talking about?"
Namu Zhong looked up in surprise. Seeing the confusion on Yi Zhixie's face, she was startled again.
Didn't he just dislike her for not giving him a child?
Thinking this, Namu Zhong blurted it out.
Her slightly sad words fell into Yi Zhixie's ears, making him feel like crying and laughing.
He took a step forward, held Namu Zhong in his arms, and said with a bitter smile, "Mu Zhong, what are you imagining? We've been together for so many years. How could I blame you for not giving me a child? Besides, if we don't have a child for so long, even if one of us has a problem, it's definitely me."
Namu Zhong didn't speak upon hearing this. Yi Zhixie's words were just a comfort to her ears.
Seeing that Namu Zhong remained silent for a long time, Yi Zhixie stood up straight, adjusted Namu Zhong's body, and then saw that her eyes were actually a little teary.
Yi Zhixie chuckled, "Mu Zhong, what's wrong?"
Hearing this, Namu Zhong looked up, looked at Yi Zhixie seriously, and said word by word, "We've been together for hundreds of years. I still haven't given you a son or daughter. This is my responsibility."
As she spoke, Namu Zhong's voice had a sobbing tone.
This sudden sobbing made Yi Zhixie feel both heartache and helplessness.
They hadn't mentioned this for hundreds of years, so why bring it up suddenly today?
Sighing again, Yi Zhixie said solemnly, "Mu Zhong, we've been together for hundreds of years. I don't think there's anything we can't talk about between us. Since you've brought it up today, I think we should talk about this properly."
Namu Zhong was startled. What did Yi Zhixie mean by this?
Did he already have other ideas, and today's event was just an excuse for him to reveal his plans?
Thinking of this, Namu Zhong's face instantly turned pale.
Yi Zhixie naturally saw all this, but he didn't speak in a hurry. He just took Namu Zhong out of the bedroom and sat down at the round table outside.
Namu Zhong was heartbroken and naturally didn't refuse. She just followed Yi Zhixie blankly.
When she came to her senses, she was already sitting next to him.
"Xiao Xie Ge... If... Yi Zhixie..."
Namu Zhong spoke for a long time before finally uttering Yi Zhixie's name, but an endless bitterness came out of her mouth.
A hint of heartache flashed in Yi Zhixie's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged. He just looked at Namu Zhong quietly.
Namu Zhong had never seen Yi Zhixie like this. Seeing that Yi Zhixie was just looking at her expressionlessly, her heart sank inch by inch.
After another half-day of silence, Namu Zhong suddenly said, "Since... you dislike me for not being able to give you a child, then go find someone else... find another woman. This is my fate."
At the end, Namu Zhong closed her eyes in despair. Two tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, falling onto her skin as clear as jade, and finally landed on Namu Zhong's hands.
Although they were just two small tears, when they landed on her hands, they felt burning hot, making her heart ache even more.