She Was Fickle

Synopsis: It's finished, but not recommended to read.

Slow-burn emotional flow, but with a competitive, "male rivalry" style pursuit of the wife and a crematorium storyline. :D

Chapter 21 Chapter 21 My wife is suffering from lovesickness! ...

Chapter 21 Chapter 21 My wife is suffering from lovesickness! ...

After Wu Jingxun returned home, she didn't care about her mother's complaints, her father's sighs, or her brothers and sisters' concern.

It seemed that this time, the effective escape was not only her body running out of the long alley.

Madam Tong looked at the backs of the guards and felt relieved. Fortunately, it was really Pei Jinguang who rescued her, and there should be no problem with her reputation.

As she thought about it, she began to complain again: "Why report to the authorities when everything was fine? This person has returned safely, and now they have caused so much bad reputation for him for no reason."

Mrs. Tong kept on chattering, and Wu Jingxun subconsciously hid his palms which were still wrapped in white silk.

The scent of the frost-free ointment is very light, not as overbearing as that of ordinary ointments. But mother, didn’t you see the other places where she was scratched by branches, flowers and leaves?

Wu Jingxun suddenly felt the exhaustion surging through her body, almost overwhelming her: "I'm tired, I'm going to go back and rest first."

Cuiping and Ziping, who were behind the crowd, quickly helped her back to Yuzhaoyuan.

Wu Xucong sighed and turned to Wu Shunhua: "Okay, everything is fine, you should go back and rest. My good lady, your cyanosis is almost thicker than mine."

This brother had always been very kind to her, but Wu Shunhua couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you guys notice that Mu...Sister was injured?"

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Wu Shunhua pointed to his hands and then to his neck: "They are all injured."

Wu Peifeng said with a dark face, "You are Jingxun's mother, yet you are only concerned with complaining at a time like this, and don't know how to care more about the child."

Mrs. Tong was feeling a little guilty at first, but when she heard this, she immediately exploded: "I'm her mother. Is her father dead? Why didn't you notice it just now?"

Seeing that the quarrel had started again, Wu Shunhua quickly covered his ears and fled the scene.

Thinking back to the somewhat lonely figure of the Wooden Bodhisattva just now, Wu Shunhua sighed and decided to bring her some medicine for bruises and wounds tomorrow. She was always injured anyway, and there were a lot of those things in the house.

But after Wu Jingxun woke up, she was no longer sad about the fact that her brother Ye Niang ignored her.

She began to eagerly look forward to Pei Jinguang's letter.

Cuiping and the others noticed that something was wrong with her, but they couldn't get any answers. They could only watch Wu Jingxun with anticipation and anxiety day by day.

Oh, perhaps out of guilt, Mrs. Tong allowed Wu Jingxun to rest for a few days and no longer have to copy books and practice rules.

Finally, when Wu Jingxun saw the letter from Pei Jinguang, a smile appeared on his face.

He's fine, they're all fine, it's... great!

The smile on the girl's face grew wider and wider. Cuiping was mesmerized by her and even whispered to Ziping, who was coming later: "I was wondering if you'd been so distracted these past few days. It turns out you were suffering from lovesickness! Now that the letter from your future son-in-law has arrived, look, isn't your illness completely cured?"

Although you don't have to copy books and practice the rules, you still have to attend the etiquette class held half a month before the Flower Goddess Festival.

Before leaving, Wu Jingxun paused. As she turned her head, the beautiful pearl on her earlobe flashed a gentle light. "Has there been any news?"

Cui Ping shook her head and said, "Don't worry, my lady. I'll ask Lianhua to keep an eye on her. If Prince Pei sends a letter, I'll definitely tell you."

It’s strange to say, if these ladies don’t make a sound, it’s nothing, but when they do, it’s really amazing!

She used to be shy and timid, unwilling to say a word, but after falling in love with him, she was completely transformed! Not only was she willing to communicate with Prince Pei, she also took the initiative to put all her goldfish and silverfish into her purse, intending to send them to Prince Pei along with the letter.

Cui Ping was both delighted and puzzled. After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Madam, why did you give gold and silver to Prince Pei? Prince Pei doesn't lack these things."

Wu Jingxun didn't tell anyone what happened after she was kidnapped. She only said that she was taken to a private house by the kidnappers and locked up with many other people in distress. Prince Pei arrived in time and rescued them all.

Those gold and silver were gifts of thanks to the benefactor.

She already owed Prince Pei a lot for helping her rescue her benefactor. How could she trouble him with such a thing?

Of course she should come by herself.

Prince Pei might be busy, as he hasn't replied to the letter I sent last night.

Wu Jingxun sighed softly. She knew that if Mrs. Tong knew about this pre-marital correspondence, she would be scolded.

But there was a reason for this. She and Master Pei were very polite to each other. He seemed to know her concerns and was very considerate of her.

Just have a clear conscience.

Wu Jingxun was thinking this, not knowing whether he was comforting himself or doing something else. When he was about to walk out of Yuzhaoyuan, he saw Lianhua running back, panting.

"Madam, your letter."

Wu Jingxun took it. It was light and without the weight of gold or silver. She felt relieved.

The apricot blossoms were bright and the spring branches were flourishing. She stood in the spring shadows of the apricot blossoms and opened the letter Pei Jinguang sent her.

In fact, there was only a thin piece of letter, and the rest were a few silver bills.

Wu Jingxun frowned slightly as he picked up the letter. The handwriting on it was powerful and vigorous - 'I will thank him well. Also, the silver fish is lovely. Jingzhi took it without permission and returned it with a banknote. I hope my lady will not mind.'

My wife.

Nowadays, people are used to calling women "maid", but for some reason, Wu Jingxun felt that the word "maid" made her earlobes feel hot.

Cui Ping saw the banknotes and smiled secretly, "Prince Pei must be worried about you and wants you to make some new clothes and buy some new jewelry so that you can go out looking pretty!"

...She didn't go out specifically to meet Prince Pei.

Wu Jingxun glanced at her and said, "Okay, put the things away. We should go out."

Even though she went out really to study hard, fate came quietly and she met two people who could be considered familiar to her.

One is her fiancé and the other is her benefactor.

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The abduction of Wu Jingxun did not cause much of a stir.

Huang Meizhu was a little worried when she saw her. "From now on, when you go out, you should bring more people with you. I heard that those kidnappers are extremely strong and often disguise themselves as the elderly, weak, women, and children to deceive kind girls. My father knows about this and has allocated ten guards for me. Take a look."

Wu Jingxun looked down along the girl's slender fingers and saw that there was indeed a circle of guards standing beside the Huang family's carriage.

Huang Meizhu continued to hold her arm and said with a smile: "So, if you want to go out and play in the future, just ask me to come with you. It will be more lively with us, and with those guards here, no scoundrel dares to come after you!"

Such fresh and soft kindness flowed like the spring water through Wu Jingxun's body, which was stiff due to discomfort.

"Thank you, Zhuzhu." Wu Jingxun tried to hold her hand back. The girl had enthusiastically asked her to call her by her nickname 'Zhuzhu', but Wu Jingxun was always embarrassed.

Huang Meizhu arched her brows and whispered in her ear before the etiquette lady came over, "I heard that Prince Pei was like a divine soldier descending from the earth that day, and he defeated those bandits in a flash! So, are you secretly happy to have such a brave husband?"

The girl's teasing words caused a blush on Wu Jingxun's earlobes. She whispered, "Prince Pei saved me, so I am naturally grateful." As for other things, there was nothing.

Huang Meizhu knew she was shy, so she started to laugh and joke. When she heard the steady footsteps, she sat up straight, turned around and winked at her: "After class, let's go to Feiyun Tower to drink osmanthus juice!"

Wu Jingxun curled her lips slightly and nodded in agreement.

It turns out that making friends is such a wonderful feeling.

Huang Meizhu was lively by nature, chattering non-stop beside Wu Jingxun. Seeing that Wu Jingxun didn't mind her talkativeness, she leaned against her fragrant body, moved, and said sweetly, "Jingxun, you're so nice! My mother and the others think I talk too much, and they don't want to go out and play with me."

Although she was complaining, the happiness on her face caught Wu Jingxun's eyes.

"Your mother must love you very much. Look, this orchid ring is very delicately woven. Orchid is a fragrant herb that can ward off evil. It is meant to ward off evil and keep you safe." There is an old custom in Jinling City. In April, mothers will weave orchid rings for their daughters to protect their health and keep them safe from evil spirits.

Huang Meizhu shook the orchid ring on her wrist, took a quick glance, and found that the girl's frosty wrist was empty. She pursed her lips and hugged her arm tightly: "I will go back and learn how to weave it from my mother, so that we two sisters can wear the same one."

Wu Jingxun knew what she meant, smiled, and said yes softly.

Huang Meizhu rubbed her again happily, and then felt the pricking sensation on her body become stronger.

...That shouldn't be the case. Could it be that my mother's orchid is no longer effective and can't ward off evil spirits?

Huang Meizhu was frightened and hid behind Wu Jingxun again.

Pei Huaiguang's gaze became increasingly cold as he looked down.

"Erlang." Pei Jinguang came out after finishing his conversation and saw Erlang standing at the edge of the corridor with his head still wrapped in gauze. The half of his face that was exposed was as cold as a crescent moon. "The doctor said you shouldn't go out at this time."

Pei Huaiguang withdrew his gaze. He knew that he should not be exposed under his brother's seemingly calm gaze.

"I'm here now." Pei Huaiguang didn't care. He had been lying in the house for a few days and was already tired of it. He finally waited until Madam Qiong went to the Buddhist temple to chant sutras, and then he could follow Pei Jinguang out for some fresh air. "Kidnapper, have you caught them all?"

His change of topic became a bit awkward. Pei Jinguang hummed calmly, "They only caught some minions. The person behind the scenes is a bit tricky."

Prince Rong, who has been suspected by the emperor for so many years but has been able to act so beautifully without revealing any clues, is really a tough piece of fat meat to chew.

Pei Jinguang's expression was serious, but Pei Huaiguang, who was leaning against the railing, had a cold expression on his face: "I thought you would send those heads to my future sister-in-law to vent her anger."

The boy's voice had recovered somewhat and was no longer hoarse, but perhaps because he was not very proficient in speaking Jinling Mandarin, there was always a strange lowness in his voice.

Pei Jinguang shook his head. His expression softened slightly when he mentioned his fiancée, but he frowned at his reckless brother. "She has a gentle nature and has never seen such violence. She's your future sister-in-law. You should be considerate of her and not scare her."

How come it's a scare?

The boy clicked his back teeth, somewhat unconvinced.

On the grassland, if someone offends the women of the tribe, his men will cut off the thief's head and bring it back to hang outside their tent even if they have to ride horses a hundred miles away. This is the unique care and attention that the grassland warriors have for their women.

But... Pei Huaiguang thought of Wu Jingxun, whose eyes turned red with fear even when she climbed a tree, and sighed. She was so delicate that she would definitely attract attention on the grassland.

Seeing his brother lost in thought again, Pei Jinguang said sternly, "You're still young. Leave the task of protecting our family to me. Don't do anything dangerous in the future and make Mother worry about you."

If it weren't for Wu Jingxun's guidance, it would have been extremely difficult for Pei Jinguang and his companions to find the palace that had sunk into the ground and looked like an ordinary flower garden.

Pei Huaiguang couldn't stand seeing him look like an old man with a stern face, so he sneered: "I didn't ask you to save me."

Didn’t he crawl out by himself?

Seeing him talk back, Pei Jinguang was almost laughing. Although the second floor was reserved by them, there were still ears. He glanced at Pei Huaiguang, who looked indifferent, and said, "I'll talk to you when we get back."

That underground palace did hold a different meaning for Prince Rong. Seeing that a corner of the flower garden hidden on the surface was blown up by them, Prince Rong almost couldn't pretend anymore. He could only endure and pretend to be nice to them. He would rather let go of the dozen girls he was about to get than let them continue digging deeper into the underground palace.

What is hidden in there?

Pei Jinguang was walking down the stairs, thinking, when he heard a call.

"Prince Pei."

Pei Jinguang was a little surprised, but when he saw the girl in green with a slightly red face smiling at him, he couldn't help but laugh: "Jingxun."

He seemed unable to suppress his surging emotions and took two steps forward. Only then did he react and stop in front of her: "Are you okay?"

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Thanks to the nutrient solution irrigated by the little angel, the skin has expanded (づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ