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 22 Chapter 22 He was just a little unwilling and left first...

Chapter 22 Chapter 22 He was just a little unwilling and left first...

These days he was busy dealing with that gang of kidnappers, forcing Prince Rong to cut off his own arm. Due to the various complexities and dangers involved, he had no time to visit her in person.

Although he had never dared to even think about exchanging letters before, people are always greedy and he wanted more.

Wu Jingxun pursed her lips and opened her palm to him. The hideous and blurry wound had slowly healed, revealing pink new flesh and blood.

Pei Jinguang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Well, I'll send a few more bottles of ointment when I get back. I'll be sorry to trouble you these few days. Remember to be careful about what you eat and don't eat raw, cold or spicy food."

Wu Jingxun nodded and then shook his head: "I've already troubled you a lot. I have ointment at home, so there's no need to send it anymore."

Pei Jinguang said "oh" and looked a little disappointed.

Huang Meizhu's eyes sparkled as she watched from the side. When she had previously reminded Wu Jingxun that the man looked like her fiancé, she had never thought that she would take the initiative to come forward and greet him like this.

It seems... the rumors are true!

They are really a perfect match.

Wu Jingxun was reminded by Huang Meizhu before he saw the heroic young man walking down the stairs.

She thought about saying hello to Pei Jinguang and then going back, but something made her hesitate: "I don't have those banknotes with me. I'll return them to you another day."

Pei Jinguang smiled. "I took your silver fish, and you accepted it as an apology. It's a win-win situation. Why do you want to give it back to me?"

Those banknotes clearly exceeded the price of the silver fish itself, so Wu Jingxun was unwilling to accept them.

Pei Jinguang noticed her slight resistance and changed the subject: "The person who saved you last time is also here, do you want to meet him?"

The fox eyes that usually drooped were quietly raised, revealing a little expectant light.

Pei Jinguang smiled and turned around to look, which also gave Erlang a chance to formally meet his future sister-in-law.

But the handsome young man who should have been following behind him or leaning against the railing in a casual manner had disappeared long ago.

Pei Jinguang's eyes flickered for a moment, then returned to normal when he turned around: "He has always been erratic. I wonder where he's gone again."

Although Wu Jingxun was a little disappointed, he still nodded.

However, after she said goodbye to Pei Jinguang and got on the carriage with Huang Meizhu, she realized why Prince Pei seemed to be very familiar with his benefactor.

The girl looked pitiful and cute with her brows down, thinking. Huang Meizhu couldn't help but hug her arm and talk to her for a long time. Only after she sent her to the outside of Corning Square did she reluctantly breathe a sigh of relief and promised to invite her to her home to play next time when she didn't have classes.

Wu Jingxun nodded in agreement, but the first thing he thought about was not whether his mother would agree, but what gift he should bring when he visited her.

Zhuzhu loves sweets, so maybe you can make some snacks and bring them over.

Cuiping was walking beside her and saw that her lady was walking with her head down again. She was about to remind her, but before she could open her mouth, a tall figure walked out from the corner.

Wu Jingxun bumped into him unexpectedly.

The boy was thin, and when Wu Jingxun bumped into him, he could smell the faint bitter scent of herbs.

Somehow, she felt that the smell was familiar.

"You people from Jinling, don't you even look at the road when you walk?"

A familiar tone.

Wu Jingxun took two steps back, putting some distance between them, and a smile of surprise and delight appeared on his face: "Benefactor, why are you here?"

Pei Huaiguang didn't want to see her standing and talking with Pei Jinguang. The sight of their perfect match made his eyes hurt.

So he left before Pei Jinguang could come back to look for him.

But he was a little unwilling.

The boy's face didn't look too good, with gauze on his forehead, and he looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

The guilt in Wu Jingxun's eyes grew stronger. "My benefactor, are your injuries serious? I have a few bottles of medicine that are very effective in relieving pain and promoting tissue regeneration. Can I get them for you?"

Cuiping remained stunned behind.

How did this guard brother who works part-time as a hunter and sells leather become my wife's benefactor?

Mention of ointment.

Pei Huaiguang's already bad face became even uglier. He knew that the ointments in his elder brother's room should be divided into two parts, some for her and some for him.

"I have ointment, I don't need yours."

His words were harsh, and Wu Jingxun nodded. After thinking about it, she realized she didn't have anything valuable on her today, so she could only look at him apologetically: "I should thank you properly. If it weren't for you last time, I'm afraid all of us would have..." Halfway through his words, Wu Jingxun remembered Cuiping was still beside him, and could only mumble, "How do you want me to repay you, benefactor?"

Pei Huaiguang subconsciously touched his chest, and the purple pearl stayed quietly in place.

Since her brother values ​​her so much, the young man who is as fast as the wind on the grassland has to consider the possibility of getting the prey in front of him.

A bit tricky.

Facing the girl's sincere gaze, Pei Huaiguang seemed to suddenly lose interest and shook his head: "You won't agree to me."

Would you give up the splendor and wealth of Jinling, the distinguished status of the wife of the Prince of Pingning, and a husband like his brother...who is considered the best by the world, and return to the grassland with a man like him who has nothing and whose handwriting is so ugly?

Pei Huaiguang felt that there was almost no need to ask, and asking would only bring humiliation upon himself.

Seeing him turn and leave without a word, Wu Jingxun's heart skipped a beat and she called out to him, "My last name is Wu, and my given name is Jingxun. Could you please tell me your name, benefactor?"

Since her benefactor didn't want her reward, Wu Jingxun secretly decided to go to Guo'en Temple to set up a longevity tablet for him.

Pei Huaiguang paused, and the half of his face that was exposed was as handsome as a crescent moon.

"Wendusu."

It means "root" in grassland dialect.

This is the name he gave himself.

People who wander the grassland also need a "root".

Pei Huaiguang left. Cuiping and Wu Jingxun whispered to each other, "Madam, this name sounds a bit like someone from the grassland."

Grassland people.

Wu Jingxun shook his head: "He is my benefactor. Regardless of his identity and background, I should be grateful to him."

Cuiping nodded after hearing this, and it was indeed true.

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Soon it was time for the Pingning Marquis's Mansion to open the ancestral hall and register the names of the second sons who had returned home. All the prominent families in Jinling City received invitations and went to join in the fun.

Madam Sun's face was as cold as ice, and she was very cold towards Wu Jingxun and Wu Shunhua: "You just follow me later. Don't walk around, talk or eat anything. Got it?"

Wu Jingxun nodded. Wu Shunhua had long been impatient waiting: "Let's go, mother. It won't be lively if you go too late."

Madam Sun glared at her impetuous daughter, then turned and glanced at Wu Jingxun.

After putting on makeup, the spring breeze comes, and a smile is worth a thousand gold.

That’s roughly what it means.

The Pingning Marquis Mansion is naturally a place with many layers of buildings and pavilions, and with silver screens and golden houses.

As the in-laws of the Pingning Marquis Mansion, the Wu Mansion naturally received special treatment.

Pei Jinguang was very busy today, but he still asked someone to watch the door so that if Wu Jingxun and the others came, he could go out to greet them.

The handsome young man, tall and imposing, smiled and nodded to the elders like Wu Peifeng and Madam Sun, a sight that was truly pleasing to the eye. Wu Peifeng was very pleased. He glanced at his taciturn eldest daughter and, wishing to bring the soon-to-be-wed couple closer, said, "There's no need for so many formalities between our two families. I wonder if the Crown Prince is free to take Jingxun to kowtow to the old ladies and pay their respects."

Pei Jinguang nodded, exchanged a few more pleasantries with them, and for the first time today, he openly set his eyes on Wu Jingxun: "Let's go."

Wu Jingxun nodded slightly.

"The old lady is old and doesn't like to go out on weekdays, but she is very kind and will definitely be happy to see you." The old lady lost her father and son, but her temperament is stronger than that of her daughter-in-law, Madam Qiong. Pei Jinguang paused and said, "You don't have to be nervous."

That being said, how can I not be nervous?

Wu Jingxun felt his heart beating faster, and his mouth felt dry because of the tension in his heart. A touch of tender red passed across his lips, leaving a little bit of moist red.

Pei Jinguang looked away in time, feeling that he also wanted to drink some water: "I will accompany you, let's go."

Such a promise did not make Wu Jingxun relax.

Such nervousness was swept away when he saw the young man serving the old lady at her bedside, peeling oranges for her with an expressionless face.

My benefactor, how come that young man who said his name was Wendusu is here?

The author has something to say:

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Today's Diary Theatre——

Wu Banban: After looking at the sky outside for too long, I certainly don’t want to stay at home anymore

Pei Da: I wore green clothes to meet the parents today, and she did too. Is this considered a telepathic connection?

Pei Er: Why am I about to be exposed?

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The previous chapter has been completely rewritten, you can go and take a look first to avoid the plot being inconsistent (づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ