Chapter 113 Chapter 113 Mandarin Ducks

Duan Wenpei didn't expect that the lady from the Qin family would call him in public.

He frowned and ignored it.

Qin Hui's eyes darkened, and she left the maid's support and walked up to Duan Wenpei with a pout, trying to take his arm.

"Cousin, we're getting married soon, please don't be so distant to me, okay?"

She has a cute baby face, and when she acts coquettishly, she has an irresistible naivety. It would be fine if it were anyone else, but it had to be the cold-hearted Duan Wenpei.

He took a step back to avoid her touch, shook his sleeves and went into the restaurant.

I took two steps, then suddenly stopped and looked up. There was nothing in sight except a half-open window. I had felt...

Duan Wenpei shook his head and gave a few instructions to the shopkeeper who came out to greet him.

In the side room, Nan Xu covered her pounding heart and gasped for breath.

She didn't know why, but when she saw Duan Wenpei about to look up, she quickly shrank back from the window.

Afraid that he would see her? Ridiculous, what was she afraid of?

It's only been a few days since the divorce and he already has a fiancée. What a heartless and heartless man!

Nan Xu bit her lip and turned sideways to close the window, but was stopped by Yin Ruizhu.

"Let me see. Oh, the Qin family is so anxious, using such a young girl for a marriage, and calling her cousins ​​all the same. Who is her cousin? They're not afraid of randomly claiming relatives... Hey, Ah Xu, don't worry, let me take a look."

Nan Xu closed the window, sat back, took the wine jug, poured himself a glass, and sipped it slowly.

"What's so good about her? Her eyes aren't as big as mine, her nose isn't as straight as mine, and she's not as tall as me. She's just a cute little sister, nothing to be afraid of."

"ah?"

Yin Ruizhu looked at her with wide eyes, as if she was meeting her for the first time. "No way, you really beat her."

With the experience of choking on the wine just now, Nan Xu could already slowly taste some of the flavor of the wine. She narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Just like tasting wine, now that he and I are strangers, it is reasonable for me to comment on the future wife of the new Weiyang Marquis."

Yin Ruizhu didn't believe that she didn't feel uncomfortable. "Then what did you mean by 'nothing to be afraid of'?"

Nan Xu held her chin, covered her lips in feigned surprise, and blinked at her, "I said it was a slip of the tongue, believe it or not."

Yin Ruizhu shook her head and was about to speak when she heard voices suddenly coming from outside the door.

The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

What a coincidence, it’s right next door.

Listening to the girl's sweet and innocent voice and Liu Hui's response that seemed a few years older for some reason, Yin Ruizhu leaned closer and winked at Nan Xu.

"Do you still remember the first time we met at Tianxiang Tower?"

Who doesn't remember that time when she was peeping at him and happened to run into Zhao Huaijue's men trying to assassinate her? In the chaos, she shot him with an arrow and also bit him.

Thinking of that scene, Nan Xu chuckled, cupping her burning cheeks, and whispered, "Again?"

“Again!”

The two of them did what they said. They brought a stool, stood on it, and put their ears against the wall to listen to the noise over there.

The restaurant is not as elegant as Tianxianglou. The leather painted fans are probably a feature of Shu. This room also has them, but they are much more transparent than the ones in Tianxianglou. You don’t need to use a hairpin to cut them out. Just put your eyes close to them and you can see everything clearly.

In the private room next door, a scene of chasing each other was taking place.

Finally, with no other options left, Duan Wenpei pointed at Qin Hui and shouted, "Don't move!"

Qin Hui really stood there motionless, her mouth pursed and she actually started crying.

"My cousin is mean to me? My eldest and second cousins ​​didn't treat me like that, how dare my cousin?!"

Duan Wenpei's frown deepened. "First of all, I'm not Qin's son, so I'm not your cousin. Secondly, you and I are not engaged. There are differences between men and women. Miss Qin, please respect yourself."

Having said that, Duan Wenpei thought Qin Hui would eventually restrain herself, but unexpectedly, she twirled the hair by her ears and raised her eyebrows in understanding.

"Aunt is right. My cousin is a gentleman."

She no longer rushed to approach, but slowly walked forward. "But I think what you said is wrong, cousin. I call you cousin not because of my aunt, but because I think you, like my other two cousins, will become my closest person. As for whether we are engaged, my parents are already discussing the engagement with my uncle and aunt, so your opinion is actually not important."

When the last word was spoken, Qin Hui was already standing beside him.

She lunged forward and grabbed Duan Wenpei's neck.

The strong smell of powder instantly rushed to the top of her head. Duan Wenpei looked at her coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Just as she was tiptoeing forward, something hard pressed against her waist.

In my peripheral vision, I saw a dagger flashing with cold light.

"release."

Duan Wenpei stared at her with his eyelids drooping, as if she were a dead object.

Qin Hui's smile remained unchanged. "What if I don't let go?"

The dagger pierced through the clothes and slid shallowly into the flesh.

Feeling the pain, Qin Hui moved back a little, but still did not let go.

Duan Wenpei's face darkened completely. His good upbringing would not let him attack a woman easily, but since she was seeking death, why should he show mercy?

Just as he was about to release his inner strength to push her out, Qin Hui suddenly looked up at him and said, "Cousin, don't you want to know whether my uncle will agree to send troops?"

Qin Hui's uncle is General Chang Yi, who is stationed in the northwest, and is also an indispensable part of his plan to enter Sichuan this time.

Duan Wenpei looked at the childish face in front of him and pulled the dagger out a little.

"Tell me about it."

Qin Hui's smile faded, and she stood on tiptoe to whisper in his ear.

From the perspective of Nan Xu and Yin Ruizhu, the two of them were very ambiguous.

Yin Ruizhu looked at Nan Xu with some worry, only to see that her rosy cheeks turned pale in an instant.

She stared blankly ahead, shook her head, and suddenly asked Yin Ruizhu loudly, "Am I drunk?"

Yin Ruizhu hurried to cover her mouth, but she staggered away.

She jumped off the stool by holding onto the wall, staggered to get the wine cup on the table, raised her hand and tilted her head back, gulping down the wine as if it were water.

Yin Ruizhu cursed inwardly and tried to grab it, but she waved it away and staggered towards the door.

The door was pushed open, and she walked towards the next room with drunken eyes, but was stopped by the Qin family's servants.

Someone kept yelling in her ear. Nan Xu knocked her groggy head with the heel of her hand and reached for the door.

She just wanted to ask, so she knocked again, asking him, asking him...

"Where did this drunk woman come from? Throw her out now, don't mess with my wife."

Just as he was about to reach it, someone suddenly pushed him, the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and the moment his body was lifted into the air, tears blurred his vision.

She...just...wanted to...ask...

"What are you doing?"

"Ah Xu! Ah Xu!"

"lady?!"

......

Nan Xu felt like a light and weightless cloud, blowing across the grass, swinging over the hills, and finally falling into the mud with a plop.

The smell of mud filled her mouth, and she wanted to put her hand down her throat and vomit it out.

"Ugh"

She suddenly stood up and lay on the edge of the bed, vomiting in waves, as if she wanted to vomit out all the food she had eaten the night before.

Someone patted her back gently, helped her up after she finished vomiting, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and gave her water.

She felt like she was still a cloud, and leaned over with her eyes closed.

Yin Ruizhu covered her nose and asked the servants to take the filth out quickly. When she turned around, she saw Nan Xu nestled in Duan Wenpei's arms as soft as a boneless person.

Wei Yangbo, who was always indifferent to everything, took the handkerchief handed over by the maid and carefully wiped Nan Xu's face and hands.

Yin Ruizhu loosened her grip, then frowned and pinched back.

Ah Xu, Ah Xu, it’s not that I dislike you, it’s just that the taste is really... She silently gave Duan Wenpei a thumbs up in her heart.

"It's getting late. I'll take care of Ah Xu here. Uncle, you should go back."

Duan Wenpei was whispering to Nan Xu to rinse her mouth. She didn't know if she really heard him, but she opened her mouth and drank the water obediently. Duan Wenpei moved his hand slightly behind her neck, and she opened her mouth and spit it out obediently.

After repeating this several times, Yin Ruizhu saw beads of sweat on Duan Wenpei's forehead.

He pulled the quilt up and turned to look at Yin Ruizhu, "You come?"

Yin Ruizhu pinched her nose tightly, struggled for a moment, and then shook her head.

"But you've already divorced, and you have a fiancée. It's probably not appropriate for you to stay here."

He pondered for a moment and said, "Let Nan Xu decide whether I stay or not."

Yin Ruizhu: ...

She looked at him as he lowered his head and leaned close to Nan Xu's ear and asked, "Nan Xu, do you want me to go? If you want me to go, nod your head. If not, don't say anything."

Yin Ruizhu: ...

Others: ...

Duan Wenpei calmly hugged Nan Xu in his arms and said, "Miss Yin, I won't hold you accountable for taking her out for drinks, and you shouldn't force me to leave. How about that?"

!

What, what? Who is holding who accountable?

Why are you turning the tables?

"Hey, Uncle, shouldn't we be reasonable as human beings? Who is so heartless that you go out to eat and drink with other girls just a few days after the divorce, and even cuddle with them? I think you are just guilty—"

"Put me down, put me down—"

Yin Ruizhu was dragged out by Yu Rong, and the servants filed out. When the room finally quieted down, Duan Wenpei slowly lowered his head and stretched out his hand to caress the person who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

These days, he has been dreaming almost every night.

In his dreams, the world was empty and her figure was always ten steps away from him. He tried hard to catch up with her. When he finally caught up with her, she stood by the door, holding a piece of paper in her bare hands, smiling calmly, and said to him, "Please allow me to divorce, my uncle."

He was so frightened that his breathing stopped. He didn't know how many divorce papers he tore into pieces in his dream before he woke up gasping for breath.

Now, holding the person in my arms, the fear and terror of the past few days finally have a place to go.

He waved his hand to extinguish the candle, then carried her into the depths of the bed curtains.

Nan Xu moaned in a daze and stretched her hand out of the quilt.

The person beside her murmured and coaxed her to put her hand under the quilt.

The snow reflected into the house, filling the room with tranquility, and also illuminated the pair of mandarin ducks embracing each other on the bed.

At this moment, all the troubles in the world stopped, and there was only him and her in his arms.