Chapter 37 She doesn’t want to!
As soon as Song Jin left Xiucui Tower, the county magistrate stood in front of King Qi.
Fan An lowered his head, somewhat puzzled and anxious: "Your Highness, although the cook just now was not from a high family, she is quite smart. Your Highness might as well keep her as a maid."
"I have many maids, so I won't let a little girl who knows nothing serve me. However..." King Qi said calmly, throwing the grapes in his hand back onto the plate, "Master Fan, please don't have any ideas about this little girl anymore."
Fan An was stunned, and quickly said, "Yes. Your Highness, rest assured, I will never disturb her again!"
The King of Qi raised his eyes and glanced at Fan An who was about to kneel down: "Okay, you can go down."
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The lights were just coming on in the streets, and people were bustling about.
The back door of Xiucui Tower is in a somewhat remote alley, but many people passed by today.
Everyone was looking at the young couple hugging each other on the street corner. The girl was crying quietly, as if she had been wronged.
Her husband had a slightly cold expression on his face, and stroked her back again and again.
Everyone walked away, laughing and shaking their heads.
Only a green figure stopped as it passed by.
"Girl," the maid next to her reminded, "There are too many people here, let's go back to the carriage."
The girl in the green dress wore a veil, so others couldn't see her face, but she could see outside clearly.
She whispered, "No hurry, let me take a look."
Xie Qiao was very unhappy as he was surrounded by people watching him in the streets.
Xie Qiao's expression darkened.
He stroked Song Jin's back with one hand and clenched the other hand in his sleeve.
He didn't know what happened to Song Jin in Xiucui Tower, whether he was frightened or something else.
He only knew that if Song Jin said just one sentence, he would lead his men into Xiu Cui Tower and tear those who bullied her into pieces.
"Ajin." He asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Jin sniffed and raised her head from her husband's chest.
If you think about it carefully, she is actually fine, it’s just that the noble man was really scary.
And the county magistrate is a bad guy!
Although he did not succeed, it was wrong to have such dirty thoughts.
She had secretly thanked him for Mr. Fan's matter before, but now it seems that it was all fake!
only……
Song Jin had calmed down. She looked at Xie Qiao in front of her and took a deep breath.
Xie Qiao's expression was always cold in the past, and today his eyes were filled with anger. She was not sure who her husband was mad at.
"Husband, I'm fine." Song Jin took out the purse and held it in his hand: "Just now, a nobleman praised my pastries and asked me to come over to receive the reward, but that nobleman was a little scary."
Xie Qiao looked Song Jin up and down and found that, apart from being a little scared, Song Jin was indeed not hurt at all.
He frowned slightly: "Really?"
Song Jin shrank his neck: "Really."
As she spoke, Song Jin quietly took Xie Qiao's hand and whispered, "Husband, let's go back."
Xie Qiao glanced at the hand that Song Jin had pulled up. The warm little hand from the past was now ice-cold, with the palms slippery with cold sweat.
Xie Qiao looked at Song Jin deeply, held her hand and walked back.
If you have anything to say, let’s talk about it when we get back.
Song Jin and Xie Qiao walked back hand in hand. Song Jin lagged slightly behind him. She looked at their hands folded together, a little dazed.
This was the first time in such a long time that she held hands with her husband.
Her husband's hands were icy cold and could do little to warm her up.
For the first time, Song Jin was silent.
In fact, after calming down, she thought about what happened today.
She thought that the sisters that the nanny had asked Sister Ju Lan to train personally should be the ones that the county magistrate prepared for today's nobleman. However, for some reason, today's nobleman didn't like any of them and was only interested in her pastries. So the county magistrate brought her here and happened to see her face, so he thought of taking advantage of the situation to make her obedient and give her to the nobleman.
But unexpectedly, the nobleman did not like her.
This is how she escaped.
but……
Song Jin's brows furrowed.
From Mr. Fan before to the county magistrate today, how many people have been staring at her lovely and pretty face.
She was not liked by this nobleman today, but what about in the future? The county magistrate might kidnap her again at any time.
She has to leave Chongzhou temporarily.
Song Jin raised her head, looking at Xie Qiao who was walking in front of her, and asked casually, "Husband, are there many beautiful young ladies in Kyoto?"
Xie Qiao didn't know why Song Jin asked this, so he just answered truthfully: "There are so many beautiful women in the capital, and there are countless of them who are extremely beautiful."
He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Song Jin, who was not sure what he was thinking. He did not say the rest of the words -
There are indeed many beauties from aristocratic families in Beijing, but there is none as fresh and lovely as Song Jin.
Most of them are arrogant and their politeness does not come from the heart, but is the result of years of education.
Song Jin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
very nice!
There are so many beauties in Kyoto. If she goes to Kyoto, her face will definitely not attract so many people's attention!
"Then my husband," Song Jin blinked, obviously in a good mood: "When are we going to Kyoto?"
Xie Qiao's expression slightly restrained.
He was still waiting for news from the King of Qi. If the investigation went quickly, he might be able to leave before the first month of the year.
He said, “It will probably take some time.”
"Oh, I see." Song Jin was actually a little anxious.
She was lucky today, but she was not stupid. There were too many troubles in Chongzhou, and maybe she could save some trouble by going to Kyoto.
She received the reward today, and with the money she had on hand, perhaps she could start a small business in Kyoto.
That’s right!
And her dowry has always been at her brother's house and she has never gone to pick it up.
Although she didn't know how much it was, at least it was some money back.
...I just hope my husband can take her to Kyoto as soon as possible.
Song Jin was silent all the way, planning his future trip to Kyoto. As soon as he turned into Chunliu Lane, he saw a figure curled up in a corner in front of his house.
The shadow stood up the moment it saw Song Jin, ran towards her and hugged her.
"Woo woo, Sister Xiaojin, you're finally back!"
With this collision, the hands of Song Jin and Xie Qiao were knocked apart.
Song Jin was a little dazed when being hugged, but he could tell that it was Que'er.
She was surprised: "Que'er, why haven't you gone home yet?"
Que'er cried, "Sister Xiaojin, you didn't come back. I was worried about you and waited here. Sister Xiaojin, are you okay?"
Song Jin shook his head: "It's okay."
She showed the reward money in her hand to Que'er: "Look, that nobleman really wants to give me a reward money."
That was true, but there was no need to tell Que'er that she was almost drugged, as it might scare her.
Que'er glanced at the heavy purse and said, "It's really scary..."
Song Jin advised: "It's really okay. But thank you for running back and asking your husband to pick me up."
Song Jin had just been wondering along the way how her husband knew she was in Xiu Cui Tower, but now that she saw Que'er she understood everything.
Que'er wiped her tears and said, "It's okay. I'm glad Sister Xiaojin is okay. I'll go back first..."
As Que'er said this, she let go of Song Jin's hand and walked back, looking back every few steps, until she could no longer see Song Jin, and then she entered the yard.
As soon as she walked in, before Xie Qiao could ask her any questions, she said, "Husband, I'll take a bath first."
Song Jin had just poured all the fruit juice in the cup into his sleeves, and now his jacket was wet and he felt very uncomfortable.
Xie Qiao watched the girl disappear into the kitchen, and soon the sound of boiling water was heard.
He remained silent, and after washing up, he lay down on the bed for the first time ever.
This was the scene Song Jin saw when he came back from taking a shower.
Her husband, with his hair half loose, was waiting for her on the bed.
He was different from usual, he wasn't reading, he was just waiting for her!
But today is not the day to consummate the marriage.
Could it be that...
Is the fifth day of the New Year also considered a festival at my husband's place?
She rubbed her half-dry hair. She was wearing a newly made orchid pajamas. She slowly moved to the bed, took off her shoes and got on it.
She lay down in her position and whispered, "Husband."
[Well, what are you going to do today, my husband? 】
[I didn’t get to kiss you last time, this time I’m definitely going to kiss my husband to death! 】
[Actually, there is another position in the erotic picture that I would also like to try, but I don’t know if my husband…]
"Ajin, I have something to ask you."
Suddenly, Song Jin's thoughts were interrupted.
Xie Qiao's cold voice came, and the voice was oppressive, making Song Jin a little nervous for a moment.
"What does my husband want to ask?" Song Jin unconsciously moved a little further away from Xie Qiao, and all the romantic feelings in her heart just now disappeared in an instant.
What a pity.
"You went to see that nobleman today. Why did he reward you with money?" Xie Qiao's voice was intimidating, as if he was interrogating a prisoner in the court.
Song Jin was a little unhappy, but she still explained obediently: "It's because the nobleman likes the appearance of the cakes I made very much. He called me over and asked who taught me this style of cake. I knew that my husband would definitely not be happy to say that it was you who taught me, so I evaded the question and said that it was an old woman who taught me, and..."
Song Jin suddenly stopped.
She suddenly thought of something.
[Today, the nobleman said that I look like an old friend of his, so this is why he asked me to leave? 】
[Could that person be his sweetheart?] It must be his sweetheart! Otherwise he couldn't say that if he had a daughter, she would be the same age as me. 】
[Will the county magistrate know about this? If he knows, he will definitely give me some more love drops to send to the noble! 】
[Help, I don’t want it!] 】
Xie Qiao was originally only thinking about the pastries that Song Jin mentioned.
Could it be that the people in Xiu Cui Tower wanted to see Song Jin because of the pastry patterns he drew?
Why pastry style?
Xie Qiao was thinking about the difficulties, but he didn't expect Song Jin's inner voice to tell him everything that happened to her today!
The county magistrate gave her a cup of warm love?
That nobleman said she looked like an old friend of his?
If there is a daughter, will she be the same age as Song Jin?
Xie Qiao suddenly thought of the scar on Song Jin's heart.
Xie Qiao's eyes dimmed and his brows furrowed even tighter.
Song Jin saw that Xie Qiao didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something.
She couldn't help but look at Xie Qiao's eyes.
In the dim bed curtains, she was the only one who could see her husband in this state, and she was the only one who could see her husband on the bed.
She pursed her lips to suppress a smile.
[Although the nobleman today was scary, his face and figure were fine! 】
[He is still so handsome at that age! 】
[Phew, no need to worry about my husband this time! 】
As Xie Qiao listened, he felt a throbbing pain in his forehead.
...Ajin really cares about his age.
But now is not the time to think about it!
"Ajin." Xie Qiao spoke coldly.
Song Jin: "Hmm?"
Xie Qiao looked at Song Jin and said seriously, "Starting tomorrow, you should not go out to do business. Just stay at home and follow the house rules. I will also teach you something else."
Song Jin asked subconsciously: "Why?"
She knew that her husband would be angry if he knew that she was doing business with Xiu Cui Lou.
But not letting her go out directly is too arbitrary for her husband!
Song Jin used to have a very good temper.
But even the best tempered person can get angry!
She lowered her round almond-shaped eyes, full of reluctance.
But Xie Qiao seemed not to notice it at all. He just repeated: "Starting tomorrow, don't set up the stall until we return to Kyoto."
"That won't do." Song Jin sat up from the bed and said seriously, "My husband, if I don't set up the stall, how will we eat and drink? Not to mention that we will need a lot of money to go to Kyoto. Even if I have all these, if I stop doing it so suddenly, what will the neighbors who are waiting for steamed buns in the morning eat? They will be hungry."
Song Jin used to be well-behaved and never said anything to Xie Qiao in person. She just did whatever Xie Qiao said.
But this time.
She really doesn't want to!
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