Chapter 39 Chapter 39 I messed you up

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This answer came to his lips, but was swallowed by Shen Qingchen.

He shifted his gaze away from the bracelet and looked quietly at Jiang Hexue who was leaning on his shoulder.

She was obviously very sleepy, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and the corners of her eyes were a little red, but she was still keeping up the spirit to ask. In her misty eyes, there was a bit of confusion, a bit of surprise, and a bit of... restraint and caution.

"It's a bracelet. Wrap it twice and wear it in layers. It's very beautiful. Try it on." Jiang Hexue took the bracelet from him, took his hand, and carefully put it on him. "Perhaps you haven't worn something this bright before... I think it suits you very well."

What she said was true. Shen Qingchen had a cold white complexion, thin and powerful muscles in her forearms, and protruding wrist bones. When she wore such luxurious and unique bracelets, she was so beautiful that she looked like a fairy in a painting.

"If you really don't like it, forget it." Jiang Hexue admired it for a while, but when she saw that Chen Qingchen still didn't say anything, she said discouragedly, "Take it off..."

She was not good at hiding her emotions, and her likes and dislikes were all written in her eyes. At this moment, she felt lost, and the corners of her lips, which were usually upturned, drooped.

It was like a kitten that always lifted its tail in front of him, but suddenly its ears drooped.

All of Shen Qingchen's questions could not be uttered again.

It's like that. No reason is important.

If he is obedient, he can make her happy.

"No," Shen Qingchen held her wrist, stopping her from removing the bracelet. "I like it very much."

Jiang Hexue was stunned for a moment, then held his hand: "Then why didn't you say anything just now! I thought you didn't like it!"

"I was overjoyed and didn't know how to respond."

"I see." Jiang Hexue was fooled by him and said with a smile. "Since you like it so much, you must wear it at all times."

Shen Qingchen nodded and gently straightened the bracelet that had slid to her forearm.

"You seem to have lost some weight." Jiang Hexue wondered if it was her imagination. "It shouldn't be a problem if you walk around twice. Haven't you been eating well lately?"

One person can’t eat it. Shen Qingchen wanted to tell her.

But this makes him seem overly clingy and anxious about separation.

In her eyes, it should be tantamount to being unreasonable.

He then shook his head, put his arms around her shoulders, and tucked the quilt in carefully for her.

"Rest." Shen Qingchen lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Sweet dreams, Qingqing."

-

Jiang Hexue was sleeping soundly.

Resting next to Shen Qingchen always made her feel safe. Holding him in her arms and resting her head on his pillow was more comfortable than any other place.

When I slowly woke up, the curtains were opened narrowly, and the platinum sunlight poured in, bringing warm happiness.

"It's noon now." Jiang Hexue muttered and tried to sit up, but was restrained and unable to move.

"You didn't wake up either..." She tilted her head to look at Shen Qingchen who was holding her tightly, and lay back down with peace of mind. "Then I'll stay a little longer."

But she was restless, and after lying down for a while, she opened her eyes again, determined to play a trick on Shen Qingchen while he was still asleep.

So she carefully pulled out one arm, took out a black ink brush from the box beside the bed, and tentatively half-supported her body to lie on top of him.

Shen Qingchen still didn't wake up, and his breathing was still even and long.

Jiang Hexue bravely lay completely on him, glanced at the remaining powder on the black pen, looked at his face, and was eager to try.

Where should I paint, and what should I paint... She was struggling, looking him up and down.

Her gaze fell on his neck and suddenly stopped.

He always buttoned up the top button of his shirt, but this time, for some reason, one of them was undone, leaving the collar slightly open, revealing his cold, slender neck and half of his straight collarbone.

But the most eye-catching thing is the ambiguous kiss mark left on his beautiful neck.

Like red plum blossoms falling in the snow, it is hard not to look at them.

It also makes people want to see how many there are around.

Jiang Hexue held her breath, put her eyebrow pencil aside, and carefully started to unbutton his other button.

One, two…Shen Qingchen still didn’t wake up.

But the buttons are only at the collar, so even if you unbutton them you can't see the whole thing, you have to untie the ties at his waist.

Jiang Hexue rubbed her knees back quietly, lifted up a corner of his shirt with her hand, and secretly reached in inch by inch.

Perhaps she was too careful and too slow, so the process took an extremely long time.

Jiang Hexue breathed a sigh of relief until her little finger finally hooked the laces. She pulled it open without hesitation and looked up at the abdominal muscles she had been longing for.

I never expected that before I could appreciate it, I would meet a pair of calm and deep peach blossom eyes.

"You, you're awake?" Jiang Hexue stumbled.

"If you don't wake up," Shen Qingchen held her hand. "You will succeed."

"What bad things could I possibly do?" Jiang Hexue stood up and half-knelt on his legs. "I just wanted to see you."

"You want to see me," Shen Qingchen said lightly, holding her fingers tightly. "Or you want to see your masterpiece."

Jiang Hexue was exposed by him and was speechless for a moment.

"That's also a masterpiece on you!" She said stubbornly, her eyes already lowered. "You can't stop me..."

The moment she saw it clearly, she gasped.

The laces were ripped open, and the hem of his clothes was completely spread out, revealing a large area of ​​tight and strong chest and abdomen. The muscles had smooth lines, thin but not bulging, and the blocks were clearly defined. His waist was so thin, but his chest and shoulders were so broad.

What's even more exaggerated is... the kiss marks on his body are scattered and uneven, without any pattern, but with great force, and some of the edges are faintly purple.

"Why, why is it like this..." Jiang Hexue held it in for a long time but couldn't find the right words. When she looked at him again, her face flushed for a rare time.

Thinking of my clean skin, I felt even more embarrassed.

"Why don't you apply the medicine!" She complained first.

Shen Qingchen raised the corner of his lips slightly, and took her other hand into his palm to hold it: "After applying the medicine, will Qiong Qiong have difficulty getting what she wants today?"

What he said made sense, but Jiang Hexue was still embarrassed.

"I made a mess of you..." she whispered.

Shen Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then her ears turned red and she scolded: "Watch your words."

"It's just a mess." Jiang Hexue wanted to point at the marks on his body with her fingertips, but her hands were held by him, so she could only snort. "Let go, I need to wash up. Hold me."

She was not used to being served by servants, but Shen Qingchen was different.

I lay on his back, resting my head on his shoulder, and watched him dip the toothbrush in toothpaste in the round mirror. All I had to do was open my mouth and he would brush my teeth.

After cleaning her mouth, she asked him to help her clean her face.

"You're done." Jiang Hexue muttered. "You still listen to me like this? You really fell into my hands."

“Jiao.” Shen Qingchen did not refute, but just said.

"Do you think I treat everyone like this?" Jiang Hexue closed her eyes and wiped his face. "It's because I love my husband."

When she is in a good mood, she speaks sweet words.

Shen Qingchen was still stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes after a moment and couldn't help laughing.

"I love my husband so much," Jiang Hexue added. "I miss my husband so much that I lose my appetite for food and tea."

“What time is that?” Shen Qingchen asked.

"Ten thousand points." Jiang Hexue reacted very quickly.

Shen Qingchen smiled again, but this time without making any sound. The corners of her pointed lips raised in a shallow and beautiful arc, and her peach blossom eyes were slightly curved.

Jiang Hexue looked at him through the round mirror, and felt itchy and asked him to change his position, come from the front, and hang herself on him.

Their foreheads touched, their noses touched, their lips barely touching. Jiang Hexue didn't kiss him, but smiled and said to him, "My husband is so beautiful. I love him so much."

"Just beautiful?" Shen Qingchen asked softly without any hurry.

"You're also gentle and considerate." Jiang Hexue praised him, but when she saw the tips of his ears were slightly red, she started to have bad thoughts again.

She tilted her head and leaned close to his ear: "Still innocent."

The crimson on the tips of Shen Qingchen's ears became even darker.

"Husband," Jiang Hexue bit the small mole on his earlobe with a malicious intent. It wasn't hard, but it was itchy. "Tonight, let's try this position, okay?"

-

Shen Qingchen fled in despair.

Jiang Hexue was in a good mood because of teasing him. She hummed a little tune while changing her clothes. When she was halfway through tying her hair, she heard a knock on the door.

The person who came in was Xueju, the maid she left at the palace, who called her to have lunch.

Jiang Hexue responded and put on the hairpin. When she turned around, she saw a brand new plain gold necklace around Xueju's neck.

"Isn't the monthly allowance paid at the end of the month?" she asked curiously. "Have you saved this much?"

Xueju shook her head embarrassedly: "I can't save enough."

"It was the second day of the New Year. His Highness distributed dumplings to the servants. I was lucky enough to eat the one with gold coins on it." She told everything.

"I asked Uncle Fu, and he said that His Highness was in a good mood, so he asked the servants to treat it as a reward." She smiled.

Jiang Hexue was also delighted to hear this: "Bian Shi is using gold coins, which means he will make a fortune next year... Wait, when will that be?"

"The second day of the new year." Xueju replied, not understanding what was going on.

Jiang Hexue counted on his fingers, his face pale.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, he asked himself what kind of filling he wanted for the dumplings.

Then he said, "I'll wait for you at home." He was about to go back home.

But she didn't reply. I vaguely remember that she didn't even give a definite answer.

If Xueju hadn't mentioned it today, she would have forgotten it long ago.

And Shen Qingchen wouldn't mention it either.

"It's over." Jiang Hexue murmured. "I really went too far."

-

Fortunately, Shen Qingchen is very easy to coax.

Just snuggle up to him, give him a kiss, hug him, apologize casually, say a few sweet words, and then it's over.

“Wait until you are greedy, then do it.” Shen Qingchen said softly.

"Then tomorrow. I want to eat gold coins, too." Jiang Hexue flirted with him, then asked again, "It's almost the New Year holiday. If you're on vacation all the time, won't that delay your official duties?"

She remembered that when they first got married, he was so busy that she didn't see him for ten days.

"I'm usually not busy." Shen Qingchen had already given up his initial rule of "not talking while eating" and told her. "Around the New Year and at the beginning of the month, I'm usually only busy at that time. It's okay not to work at other times."

"Work for ten days and take twenty?" Jiang Hexue understood, then rolled her eyes. "Also, an annual salary of twenty thousand taels."

"No, I'll go back to the store tomorrow."

"You can take whatever you want." Shen Qingchen poured her the red date and black chicken soup, paused and said, "I have as much cash as Gan Le."

"Hmm?" Jiang Hexue was bewildered. "Why did you suddenly mention her?"

"If Qianxiangfang is short of money, feel free to use it." Shen Qingchen added calmly. "Gan Le's wedding is not far away, so there's no need to bother her all the time."

"You're quite considerate of the younger generation."

"That's not what I meant." Shen Qingchen pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and finally whispered, "They should all be considered outsiders... compared to me."

"But you spend more time with them than at home."

Jiang Hexue was stunned, only to hear him ask more directly.

"Tomorrow, stay with me."