Chapter 45 His little wife is still young, so just teach her.

[Thank you, Sir. I am glad to see your letter.]

I already know your identity. Our marriage was probably just a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding is resolved, we can go back to our own places and everything will be fine.

In addition, thank you very much for helping me get rid of Mr. Fan. I have already offered a perpetual lamp to Mr. Xie in Taohua Temple. I wish you good health and all the best.

Although I know our wedding will not count, I still left a letter of divorce just in case.

The gift is also for Mr. Xie, please accept it. 】

In the past, Xie Qiao could read ten lines at a glance and remember everything he read.

This short letter is free of the awkward ancient language and is easy to understand. You can finish reading it in just a few glances.

But just this short letter made Xie Qiao, who had remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe, turn cold.

Such a short letter.

Such a few simple words.

Such a simple letter, unadorned, plain and ordinary, yet sincere and heartfelt.

With just a few words, Song Jin destroyed all their previous love!

good.

OK, OK, OK.

Very good.

Xie Qiao sneered in anger.

He could even imagine Song Jin writing a letter at the square table.

The little girl was bathed in the sunlight of the morning sun, and her body still carried his warmth and scent.

His neck was covered with marks left by his inability to control himself.

She just sat there, with round almond eyes and a serious face, and with just a few words, she dismissed all their previous love!

What a cold-hearted little girl.

She clearly understood that he had his difficulties last night, and they were clearly so affectionate in the bed last night.

Clearly, before he left in the morning, she was still acting so sweet and coquettishly towards him.

It was obvious that she was infatuated with him. Whenever she saw him, she would have wild thoughts about him and was extremely greedy for him.

He has been busy preparing for their wedding these past two days.

But when I think about it, it's all worth it.

How dare she?

How is that possible!

He was sent away with just a few words that even a child could understand!

What is the relationship between them!

Xie Qiao had lived in a noble family in Kyoto for so many years, and had practiced asceticism in a temple for two years, so his mood had already become incomparable to others.

Even if he were to face death now, he wouldn't even blink.

But this little girl, in just three months, was able to stir up ripples in his calm mind.

Now, this little girl who had brought him back to the mortal world had actually sent him away so easily.

No lingering feelings, no explanation, and no crying!

It’s that simple and clean.

Like a benefactor, she lifted her skirt and left when the sun rose!

Who does she think he is!

She is so brave!

Xie Qiao's emotions were surging, and suddenly a warm current surged up from his chest.

A warm current overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xie Qiao raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

A streak of bright red appeared on the back of his hand.

He glanced at it casually, and suddenly sneered creepily.

The man who was originally as god-like as a deity was now covered in blood, and under the moonlight, he looked like a jade-faced Asura.

Too.

He actually forgot.

The little girl Song Jin has always been brave.

Secretly looking at pornographic pictures in front of him.

Secretly thinking about the boy beside him.

When you think he can't hear you, secretly tell him you like me!

Pretend to obey but secretly disobey.

The mind is alive.

This little girl is always like this!

She is even lying in her own mind!

All the understanding and love shown last night were lies to him!

Last night, she was clearly still worrying about how to tell him about her fiancé.

But now, he was the one left behind!

That’s the one she says she likes every night.

A husband who I love so much!

Xie Qiao sneered, and with his blood-stained hands he opened the brocade box left by Song Jin.

Inside was something wrapped in coarse cloth.

There is also a small bottle of medicine.

Xie Qiao lifted the coarse cloth, and in the moonlight, the still fresh wild thing appeared before his eyes.

Xie Qiao often went hunting in spring in Kyoto, and he recognized what it was at a glance!

The moment he realized what kind of gift this was, the sneer on Xie Qiao's face suddenly changed.

It has some evil spirit, which is different from usual.

It is the look you can only see when they are making love in bed.

If Song Jin saw her, she would shrink back and run away crying in fear.

Xie Qiao looked at the gift in front of him.

Deer whip.

You don’t have to think about the other one, you know what the pill is used for.

OK, OK, OK.

What a good one! I wish him good health.

Another one wishing him all the best.

After enjoying the food to her heart's content, she did not forget to benefit future generations!

Xie Qiao closed the brocade box, raised his hand and threw the unopened divorce letter into the charcoal stove.

As the sparks flew, he saw some unburned debris in the furnace.

Only a few pieces of the green bed curtains were left unburned.

OK, OK, OK.

They were still affectionate on the bed curtains last night, but she just burned them down.

so……

Just want to erase those memories?

Xie Qiao closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes had returned to normal.

No problem.

His young wife is still young, so it is normal for her to be unsettled.

Bring the person back and he will teach him again.

He took a breath and called out, "Fu Cang."

Fu Cang had been waiting in the dark outside. When he heard Xie Qiao's call, he quickly appeared: "Young Master."

Xie Qiao was seen standing alone in the cold moon. The air around him was so chilly that even Fu Cang couldn't help but shiver.

Xie Qiao walked forward confidently: "Go check where the Madam is now, whether she is going to look for that person from yesterday."

Fu Cang had just said yes when the secret guard outside sent back a message. A pigeon landed next to Fu Cang's hand. He took the message off the pigeon, glanced at it and said to Xie Qiao, "Sir, the lady has left the city now."

Xie Qiao's eyes narrowed: "Is there anyone else around?"

Fu Cang shook his head: "There was only one driver. Madam left Chongzhou alone, not with her fiancé."

Herself?

This little girl is really brave. She actually dares to leave the city alone!

Xie Qiao's expression did not change, but his brows knitted together: "Prepare the car, we will go and pick up the Madam."

Fu Cang didn't expect that the young lady would be so brave.

She actually left the young master behind and left the city alone!

The last time he went to chase the young lady, he found that she had good legs.

He said quickly, "Yes."

--

There is a strong scent of incense in Xiucui Tower.

The Xiucui Tower, which was once bustling, is now quiet and elegant, with only the sound of piano coming from the attic.

The servants walked in Xiucui Tower, but no one spoke. Everyone was in deathly silence, for fear of disturbing the nobleman in the attic.

The nobleman in the attic has not come downstairs these few days, perhaps because of mobility difficulties, or perhaps for other reasons.

They should just keep their heads down and do their own thing. If they know too much, they might lose their lives.

When the song ended, Pei Chao steadied the strings.

The King of Qi was half leaning on the low couch, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his walking stick was placed next to him.

After the music stopped for a long time, the King of Qi spoke calmly: "Today's music is also good, you go down first."

Pei Chao stood up holding the zither and whispered "yes".

Although he played the piano for the nobleman every day during this period, there were many gauze curtains between them and he did not know who the nobleman was.

Fortunately, no one was dissatisfied with his piano skills.

Pei Chao went out holding the zither and happened to meet a maid who was bringing in cakes.

The pastry was still exquisite, but it was not made by Song Jin.

Pei Chao suddenly thought that he had never seen Song Jin again after that day.

I don’t know if her husband had any misunderstandings when she returned home that day?

never mind.

After a few days when the nobleman left, he went to see Song Jin before going back, both to explain and to say goodbye.

As soon as Pei Chao left, the attic became quiet again.

Only the cold wind blows through the layers of veil.

Following the maid came in, A Zhong also came in.

He stood beside the King of Qi and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

The King of Qi lazily picked up a piece of cake and said, "Speak."

"I have already found out what the prince asked me to investigate. Song Jin is not from Chongzhou. Her parents are both in Kyoto. She was born in Kyoto, but was sent to her grandfather's house when she was very young. She has never returned to Kyoto. Her resemblance to Madam Yuan is just a coincidence."

The King of Qi felt a little regretful: "Is that so?"

"There is one more thing." Ah Zhong's face was solemn. He said, "Xie Qiao appeared in Chongzhou these few days. He claimed to the public that he was recuperating in the Xie family branch in Chongzhou, but that was not the case. He just returned to the Xie family these few days and is now preparing for the wedding."

"Oh?" King Qi was very surprised, and raised his phoenix eyes with interest: "There are so many noble ladies in Kyoto, but none of them caught Xie Qiao's eye. Now he is so anxious to get married in Chongzhou. But whose girl is this?"

Ah Zhong said, "It's Song Jin."

"Is it her?" King Qi shook his head, "It's a pity for her face."

The King of Qi smiled and took a bite of the cake in his hand: "Go, since the Zheng family is not doing well, let's help them."

He threw the cakes casually on the plate and said, "It all depends on whether Xie Qiao can get married."

Ah Zhong naturally understood what King Qi meant.

He said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will do it right away."

--

As the moonlight gradually rose, Song Jin sat obediently on the ox cart, holding the small bag in her arms tightly.

This small bag contained all her belongings, and was the capital for her to open a small shop in Kyoto.

Fortunately, she had hidden the gold inside her underwear, so no one else could see it.

Moreover, when she went out this time, she deliberately wore a patched jacket. Others could tell at a glance that she must be poor.

Who could have imagined that she had such a huge piece of gold in her arms!

After nightfall, the weather turned cooler.

Song Jin sat on the ox cart for a long time without moving. Even though his coat was thick, it felt cold.

As soon as it got dark, Song Jin found a thick scarf to cover his head and face.

Only a pair of round and bright almond eyes were left.

She tucked her hands into her sleeves and asked, "Brother Erzhuang, how long will it take us to get to the next town?"

Erniu walked with a huff, breathing heavily. "We probably won't arrive until tomorrow afternoon. If you're tired, just lean on the stack and take a nap. Wrap yourself in your jacket and don't get cold."

Song Jin was a little worried. Er Zhuang had been walking and hadn't gotten in the car yet. "Brother Er Zhuang, why don't you get in too?"

"No, no, I'll replace the cow with a horse when we get to the next town, and it will be quicker this way. Don't worry about me, sister, just go to sleep. I've walked this route many times, and it's always peaceful. You don't have to worry, Brother Erzhuang is here with you."

Song Jin nodded.

She was really sleepy.

She didn't sleep all night last night and got up to write a letter this morning. Now her eyes are so tired that they are fighting.

Song Jin couldn't be polite any more: "Well, I'll go to sleep first. Brother Erzhuang, if you're tired, take a rest."

Song Jin took out a large piece of dried meat and said, "Brother Erzhuang, eat something first so you can have the strength to keep going."

Er Zhuang took it a little embarrassedly, took a bite and praised: "Delicious!"

Song Jin smiled, his almond-shaped eyes looked like crescent moons.

She didn't say anything else, just leaned against the pile of goods, her little head nodding, drowsy.

Faintly, she seemed to hear the sound of a carriage coming from far away.

The sound came from far away and was about to catch up with them.

Song Jin frowned.

She was very sleepy, especially since the ox cart was shaking and moving very steadily, which made her even sleepier.

But even as she was half asleep and half awake, she felt as if a sense of danger was slowly surrounding her.

She pricked up her ears like a little rabbit.

Her eyelids were so heavy that she could only think vaguely that she had written the letter very clearly today and there was nothing to worry about.

My husband won’t chase after me.

As she was thinking this, she heard the sound of a carriage getting closer and closer, until it finally passed them and stopped not far in front of them.

The ox cart was stopped abruptly, and Er Zhuang was also frightened.

I saw a figure getting down from the gorgeous carriage, walking in the moonlight and finally stopping in front of the ox cart.

Before Er Zhuang could speak, he was taken aside by Fu Cang.

With such a loud noise, Song Jin would wake up even if she was very sleepy.

She sat on the ox cart, her almond-shaped eyes blurred as she opened them. When she saw the person in front of her, she subconsciously and obediently called out, "Husband..."

After calling the person, she suddenly woke up.

Her originally confused eyes cleared up, she blinked and politely called out again—

"Thank you, sir."