He was her husband, he had to hold up the sky even if it was falling!
With that thought in mind, Di Mingjue nodded and hoarsely said, "I understand. Have someone bring in fresh flowers and tidy the room. Don't wake the young lady."
"Yes." Uncle Zhang wiped his tears and nodded, he couldn't help but remind him, "Young Master, please eat something first."
"Hmm." Di Mingjue stood up and instructed, "Just put it on the table."
Uncle Zhang had the servants bring over the meals.
Di Mingjue walked over to Gu Qibao and sat down slowly. He held her small hand and tried to smile through his rigid lips, "Silly girl, if you don't wake up soon, there won't be any food left."
Gu Qibao did not respond.
Di Mingjue held her hand, kissed it, and then said, "Then, I'll eat first."
He went to the table, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating seriously. His movements were mechanical, the food tasted like wax.
