Chapter 25 It doesn’t matter, he will teach you carefully in the future.

The slightly cool palms covered the red ears.

The earlobe was slightly hot, and Xie Qiao's palm felt like it was burned. He did not dodge, but even leaned over and hugged his trembling little wife in his arms.

"Ajin, don't listen."

The moment the ears were covered, the whimpering sounds were isolated outside.

Song Jin's originally high spirits were abruptly cut off.

She looked listless and lost.

But Xie Qiao, who was standing behind her, felt Song Jin's body relax.

When the noise inside gradually died down, he took Song Jin away.

On the way back on the ox cart, Song Jin was obviously much quieter.

Xie Qiao thought Song Jin was a little frightened, so he didn't say anything. He just kept the hand that had covered Song Jin's ears on the back of her hand, and occasionally patted her to comfort her.

This is how he comforted the assassinated prince.

Song Jin still didn't say anything, and no one knew what was in her mind.

For the first time, Xie Qiao thought, if he were inside the bed curtains now...

Song Jin remained silent, but his mind was active.

She didn't see the picture just now, but just by hearing the sound she could imagine how exciting the scene was.

She had no interest in prying into other people's privacy, but she suddenly thought of a storybook she had read before, which was the story of a brother-in-law and sister-in-law.

That story is extremely exciting!

Woohoo, she will find that book and read it again tonight!

The ox cart stopped at the entrance of Chunliu Lane.

Thinking about the storybook in his mind, Song Jin walked faster than usual, almost walking in front of Xie Qiao.

The alley that seemed not far away in the past seems long today because of my anxiety.

As soon as she entered the door, she said obediently: "Husband, thank you for accompanying me to the village to sell cakes today. You can rest first."

After Xie Qiao looked at Song Jin and finished speaking, he went to the main house to get something and then returned to the kitchen.

The action was swift and decisive, and it didn't seem reluctant at all.

Xie Qiao was very pleased.

She was frightened today, but she still remembered to read the house rules.

With a little guidance in the future, she will definitely become a qualified wife of the Xie family.

There was a fire burning brightly in the kitchen.

Steam was rising from the porridge warming on the stove, and Song Jin was squatting beside the fire holding a storybook.

The flames made her little face hot.

She watched with fascination and great interest.

She had read this storybook once before, but she only remembered the general plot and did not study it in detail. This time, when she read it, she actually saw something different in it.

Soon, she saw the key plot.

The uncle knocked on his sister-in-law's door for the first time.

He picked up his sister-in-law who came to open the door and put her on the high table by the window, and then...

Song Jin blinked, turned around, took the erotic picture book and studied it, and suddenly he had an epiphany!

This posture is actually like this!

Song Jin was absorbed in his research, while Xie Qiao sat at the table with a tall figure standing behind him.

Fu Cang said in a dusty voice: "Sir, there is news from the capital that there are unusual movements in the direction of the King of Qi, and the Zheng family seems to still be in contact with the King of Qi in secret."

Xie Qiao said coldly: "Sure enough, where is the King of Qi now? Is he still in his fiefdom?"

Fu Cang shook his head: "I don't know about this. The King of Qi has difficulty walking, and there is no news that he has left his fiefdom. I will send someone to investigate. In addition..."

Xie Qiao: “Speak.”

"After hearing about the eldest son's situation, the second son has already set off from the border to return to Kyoto. Sir, can you send a message to the second son, telling him that you are in Chongzhou and that he doesn't need to worry?"

Xie Qiao was silent for a moment, tapping his fingertips rhythmically on the table.

Then he stopped moving his fingers and said, "No need. It's time for him to exercise. If I'm not around one day, he can also shoulder the burden of the Xie family."

He was assassinated this time, but was luckily rescued by Song Feng, but he was still surrounded by dangers.

If he encounters an accident someday in the future, there will be someone from the Xie family to take his place. This is a good opportunity.

Moreover, my sister-in-law Jiang is also a noble lady from an aristocratic family. There should be nothing wrong with her becoming the mistress of the Xie family.

They should treat Song Jin well by then.

If he and Song Jin had children, they would raise them well in the future.

Fu Cang understood what Xie Qiao meant.

The young master is young and intelligent, and he is also the eldest son of the Xie family. There are countless people in Kyoto who are jealous of him, even the late emperor.

The late emperor feared the young master and locked him up in a temple, where he narrowly escaped death. The young master, who had been well taken care of, was only a skeleton left when he returned from the temple.

The young master is so cold-hearted and cold-tempered because he was forced into this by that group of people.

Fu Cang felt a sore nose as he thought about it.

If he hadn't known what the young master would say about him, he would have cried out loud. Now he could only muffle his voice and say, "Yes."

Xie Qiao recognized Fu Cang's nasal tone.

He waved his hand helplessly: "You go first."

Fu Cang moved quickly and disappeared from the room in a few seconds.

Xie Qiao stood up, washed himself with clean water, changed into pajamas, and sat quietly beside the bed.

He turned his head and looked at the empty space inside.

...It's time to go to bed, but Song Jin hasn't come back yet.

He frowned. Even if he was studying hard, he wouldn't do it this way.

She was already very tired from working the stall during the day, and if she had to recite so many family rules when she came back, her body would not be able to bear it.

What's more, she was frightened today.

Thinking of this, Xie Qiao stood up, put on his coat, opened the door and walked towards the kitchen. If she was still reciting the family rules, he could give her some guidance or just let her come back to sleep.

Song Jin's yard is small and can be walked through in a few steps.

When he walked into the kitchen, the heat in the house had not yet dissipated, not to mention that the fire in the kitchen was burning brightly and it was very warm.

Xie Qiao's heart was also soothed by this warmth.

There was a small figure standing in front of the stove with her back to him, as if she was studying something seriously.

His heart softened and he called softly, "Ajin."

Unexpectedly, the serious little girl suddenly trembled all over, and in panic the book in her hand fell into the stove.

The fire devoured the book in an instant.

Song Jin was startled and almost burned by the sudden flame.

Seeing this, Xie Qiao, who was always steady, walked quickly.

He picked up Song Jin's fingers and examined them carefully, finding that they were not burned.

Song Jin said nothing.

I just couldn't bear to leave the stove, which had been burned to nothing.

Xie Qiao thought that Song Jin was reluctant to part with the book of family rules he had written, so he advised, "Don't worry about it. I'll write you another one tomorrow."

Song Jin seemed relieved and nodded.

Xie Qiao took Song Jin's hand and brought her back to the bedroom.

A cold wind blew through the yard, and she came back to her senses.

Help!

God knows she was almost scared to death just now!

Fortunately, her husband didn’t see what she was looking at. He thought he had burned the book of family rules.

Escaped.

Song Jin's heart was pounding so hard that he didn't even notice that Xie Qiao was pulling him along the way.

After returning to the house, Song Jin quickly washed up, changed into her light pink pajamas, and got into her bed obediently.

She buried herself in the quilt.

Xie Qiao didn't say anything either. He just lowered the bed curtains and lay quietly beside Song Jin.

The sound of the girl's even breathing next to me could be heard slowly.

His heart gradually calmed down.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes tonight, he really wouldn't have known that Song Jin was working so hard.

Xie Qiao sighed slightly.

If she has any difficulty adapting to the Xie family in the future, he will definitely take responsibility for her. Even if she cannot learn the family rules for the time being, he will not be angry.

She grew up in Chunliu Lane and has a simple mind.

However, the Xie family is not complicated, and his parents are not difficult to get along with. Besides, Song Jin is his chosen wife, so they will definitely not have any objections or make things difficult.

What's more, it is really hard to find a girl's true love for him.

Those house rules are just for show.

She just needs to know the situation.

Today, by the stove, he watched the girl standing there in a daze, as if she had done something wrong.

He could imagine how distressed Song Jin was.

In the past, Song Jin treasured the books he copied so much, not to mention the family rules he wrote by hand.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

What's there to be sad about?

He was here, and he had as many paintings and calligraphy as she wanted. If she felt sorry for him, he would just write another one tomorrow...

[Well, what a pity to have burned that pornographic book in the kitchen just now! 】

Xie Qiao:?

The candle flame burned to the wick and exploded with a "bang".

The girl beside him was already fast asleep, but Xie Qiao still looked clear-headed.

He seemed to have suffered a profound blow. He couldn't believe his ears. His eyeballs were shaking and he didn't blink for a long time.

Varied……

What?

What pornographic pictures?

If he didn't know that he could hear Song Jin's thoughts, he would have thought there was someone else on the bed!

His well-behaved wife would blush even when she saw others holding hands, so how could she possibly look at such dirty things?

He must have heard it wrong.

In the dim bed curtains, Song Jin's little face had emerged from the quilt and was sleeping soundly beside Xie Qiao, without any defense at all.

Xie Qiao stood up and carefully observed his young wife in the dim moonlight.

Under the moonlight, Song Jin's face was rosy. She fell asleep obediently, and her dimples were still there even when she was asleep.

Even when she was asleep, she still had such a lovely smile.

So well-behaved, so hard-working, so sunny and lively...

Such an innocent little girl.

How is it possible to look at pornographic pictures!

His forehead was throbbing with pain.

What was just burned must be the book of family rules that he copied.

He stood up, opened the bed curtains, put on his coat, and walked quietly towards the kitchen.

The fire in the kitchen was still burning and the hot water was still boiling on the stove.

Without lighting a candle, he could clearly see the book of family rules he had copied lying on the table.

Placed casually at the corner of the table.

His head was throbbing and the veins on his head were bulging.

He had been a tutor for many years and had also taught at the Imperial Academy, but he had never seen a student like this!

Pretend to obey while secretly disobeying, distract attention and use different tactics!

He took a few deep breaths before accepting this fact.

He returned to the bed with a stern face, and the bed curtains were half-lifted and half-covered.

The light from outside shone into the girl's eyes. She groaned uncomfortably twice, then burrowed into a dark place and fell asleep peacefully.

Naturally, she didn't notice that her husband's eyes beside the bed were so cold that they were freezing, and yet so hot that they were about to spit fire!

If he had met such a student in the past, he would have called the person up and given him a severe reprimand!

But……

Xie Qiao was silent for a moment.

She was not his student, she was his wife.

If he was not the head of the Xie family, but just an ordinary teacher, she would not have to memorize all this.

He knew that when a couple got married, there would be a maid to teach the bride what to do, and it was also common to show them some picture books.

Although Song Jin is still young, he is married after all.

It was normal for someone to give her these things when they got married so that she could understand things.

Today’s incident…

He closed his eyes and raised his hand to press down his throbbing forehead.

No problem.

She definitely didn't do it on purpose, so he would just teach her carefully in the future.