We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

Although he knew he shouldn't laugh now, Ye Qingran couldn't help it.

"When did you start saying sarcastic things? It's not like you to be duplicitous."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qingyun immediately retorted: "I didn't, what I told is the truth."

"Then if you really don't care, how can you be unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy either, you misunderstood."

Ye Qingran raised his eyebrows: "Really? Well, since you are not unhappy, I will continue to write with Zhao'er and won't disturb your reading."

After saying that, she stood up to leave.

Chu Qingyun pulled her angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you so anxious? Can't you just say a few more words to me?"

Ye Qingran showed an "as expected" expression and sat down again: "But didn't you just say you don't care? You're not unhappy, so why should I stay here?"

Chu Qingyun stopped talking, but refused to let go of his hand.

His expression began to look a little aggrieved.

The regent, who looked cold and serious in the eyes of outsiders, was getting angry with a child and was showing off his temper.

Ye Qingran didn't want to bully him too much, so he could only say patiently: "Okay, I know I've been neglecting you these past few days, and it's my fault. It's just that Zhao'er is too clingy to me, and he's too young. , and we can’t leave him alone.”

"I know."

Chu Qingyun replied dully.

He just knew it, so he never said anything, but he did feel a little uncomfortable.

"Then let me make it up to you these days, okay?"

Hearing this, he became interested and raised his head to look at her: "Compensation? How to compensate?"

Ye Qingran looked at him with a smile: "You have been wronged, of course it is up to you to decide how to compensate."

But Chu Qingyun couldn't think of any good compensation after thinking for a while. She couldn't let her throw the child out and leave it alone.

"Forget it, there's nothing you want right now. Let's keep it for now. I'll come to you to settle the score later when I think of it."

"This is what you said, but you are not allowed to be angry anymore. You can also try to take Zhao'er with me. I will teach him medical skills and you teach him martial arts. He is very smart and learns everything very quickly. ,try it yourself?"

Chu Qingyun looked at the book in his hand again: "I'm not angry."

"Okay, okay, you're not angry, then will you agree to teach Zhao'er martial arts?"

"Well, since it was you who proposed it, why wouldn't I agree?"

"Okay, then it's settled. Let him write obediently today, and let him learn martial arts from you early tomorrow morning."

After she finished speaking, she went out happily, wanting to tell Zhaoer the good news immediately.

Zhao'er was still writing seriously. When he saw her coming back, he raised his head and shouted with a smile: "Mother, you are back! Zhao'er has already written two pages!"

"You're so good, let me see how you write."

She picked up the rice paper. The characters on it were very childish, but there were also some faint glyphs.

For a child like him, writing is just a matter of imitation, and it is already good to be able to write something like this.

"Great, Zhao'er is so awesome! To reward you, I have to tell you some good news."

Zhao'er put down her brush, opened her eyes wide and asked, "What's the good news?"

"Your Uncle Chu has promised to teach you martial arts from tomorrow. How is it? Are you happy?"

"really?"

Zhao'er jumped down from the chair, a little worried, "But Uncle Chu doesn't like me? Is he really willing to teach me martial arts? If he is not willing, Zhao'er doesn't mind either."

"Of course it's true. He doesn't dislike you. He is... Oh, anyway, it's not you that makes him unhappy. It's because I didn't do well. I've already apologized to him. He won't be unhappy. Don't worry. Bar."

"Okay, then I will study hard! I will work hard to make Uncle Chu happy!"

"Then look forward to Zhao'er's performance!"

The two high-fived happily and continued writing.

At night, after Zhao'er fell asleep, Ye Qingran ran to Chu Qingyun's room and chatted with him, which was considered a kind of compensation.

Although Chu Qingyun didn't seem to care, he actually spoke more than usual and his tone was much more relaxed.

But it was a bit late, and they didn't chat for long before she planned to go back to the room to sleep.

But as soon as she walked out of Chu Qingyun's room, she heard some movement from Zhao'er's room, which seemed to be talking.

But it was so late, he should have gone to bed long ago, who would he be talking to?

She was a little curious, so she quietly walked to his door and listened to what was going on inside.

"Don't...don't hit me...wuwuwu...I will be obedient, don't hit me, I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."

Hearing this, she couldn't stand anymore. She opened the door and went in to look around. She didn't see anyone else.

Zhao'er was still lying on the bed, waving her hands everywhere, still sobbing, and seemed very aggrieved.

It looked like he was having a nightmare.

Ye Qingran stepped forward to comfort him, patted his belly gently, and said softly: "Zhaoer, don't be afraid, mother is here..."

In fact, these days, she has regarded Zhao'er as her own child.

He is so sensible, smart and cute that it is hard for people to find him annoying. Moreover, he is similar to me and so clinging to me. What is the difference between him and his own child?

Her comfort seemed to be really effective. After a while, Zhao'er stopped moving and fell asleep peacefully.

She took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, feeling a little distressed.

Looking at him like this, was he often beaten at home?

But such a well-behaved child has never made a mistake since he came here, so why was he beaten?

Thinking of this, Zhao'er's usually cautious and obedient appearance came to her mind, and she suddenly wondered if he was so cautious because he was afraid of being beaten and scolded.

He is still so young, and it is the time for such a young child to be playful, but Zhao'er has never been playful. He will do whatever he is asked to do, and he will study seriously whatever he is asked to learn. He has never been playful.

It turns out that this is how you become well-behaved and sensible.

Ye Qingran sighed. If this was the case, she would rather Zhao'er be naughty, at least that way he would be happy.

After comforting him, she went back to her room to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zhaoer came to see her, and she asked, "Did Zhaoer not sleep well last night?"

Zhao'er thought for a while: "No, I slept very deeply, but I seemed to be dreaming about something."

"What did you dream about?"

"I do not remember……"

Zhao'er scratched his head and tried to remember, "I can't remember. It seemed like there were only a few blurry black shadows, which made me a little scared, and then I didn't know anymore."

"It's okay. If you don't remember, just let him go. We have to learn martial arts today. Wash up quickly. I'll see your Uncle Chu later."