Ye Ning still doesn't know her own problem.
Ou Mucen doesn't respond, ignores her, only says he's on vacation now, and continues to keep his watch.
Until a month later, her situation finally recovered her usual liveliness again, and he returned from outside with a mysterious artifact bought from someone reputed to be a master, putting it on her, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Husband, what's this? It's quite pretty."
"Pretty? This is what a friend of mine bought when he went to Tibet, what do you think it looks like?"
He knew her eyes were sharp, so he didn't intend to hide it from her, directly asking.
But, to his surprise, when it reached her hand, she looked at it for a long time and still couldn't figure out what it was: "Is this agate?"
"Agate?"
"Hmm, looks like it, isn't?" She held it in her palm, swaying it before her eyes.
Ou Mucen saw, once again, he froze there...
