Chapter 46 The lying girl is not obedient.
When Er Zhuang heard Song Jin say "husband", he also knew the identity of the man in front of him.
He looked carefully and found that it was indeed Song Jin's husband.
He had seen it once before at the market, and his wife had complained about it for a long time.
He originally wanted to ask Song Jin why she didn't go to Kyoto with her husband, but now it seems that the couple must have had a quarrel.
Seeing that Er Zhuang was no longer struggling, Fu Cang released his hand that was holding Er Zhuang.
Fu Cang whispered, "My wife and the young master have something to discuss. You can leave in a moment, young man."
He took out a bag of silver and handed it to Er Zhuang: "This is for our wife's travel expenses. Please accept it."
Er Zhuang glanced at Song Jin and hesitated.
Fu Cang directly handed the purse to Er Zhuang: "Thank you for your care along the way, and please don't say anything when you get out."
Although the two strong men were honest, they also understood Fu Cang's meaning.
This means giving him money won't let him talk nonsense.
It was originally a matter between the couple, so he would not gossip about it. Er Zhuang felt that the purse in his hand was really heavy. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then I have to go back and tell the old man."
"Of course." Fu Cang did not stop him: "I just thought that Madam was taken away by her husband."
Er Zhuang nodded in understanding.
The two men stood some distance away from the ox cart, and after they had reached an agreement, they stopped talking.
A cool breeze blew as Song Jin sat obediently in the car. She wrapped herself tightly, leaving only a pair of beautiful almond eyes.
She put her hands in her tucked-in clothes, and because her mouth was also covered by the headscarf, she spoke hesitantly.
But even so, Xie Qiao still clearly heard the words "Mr. Xie".
good.
very good.
Xie Qiao looked at his naughty wife in front of him and said in a gentle voice: "Ajin, come down first. It's cold here. Let's go back first."
Under the cold moonlight, Xie Qiao's face looked a little gloomy.
Even though his voice was gentler than usual, it didn't sound that way to Song Jin.
He is even scarier than his usual cold self!
Song Jin swallowed nervously.
He didn't look that happy.
But why should he be unhappy? She didn't leave without saying goodbye. She had clearly made it clear to him in her heart.
Song Jin put his hands into his sleeves again, his almond-shaped eyes firm: "I don't want it."
Xie Qiao said softly, "What don't you want?"
Once you say "no", it's much easier to say it a second time.
She repeated again: "I don't want to go back with you. I have already left you a letter that clearly stated it. Didn't you see it?"
Song Jin's voice was crisp and clear, with a hint of chill.
Xie Qiao's heart stagnated.
Song Jin used to be well-behaved and easy to talk to, but he knew that Song Jin always had his own ideas.
Whether it is to help Qinghong or Queer.
She has always had her own ideas.
But today, when she put her idea on him, this is the situation!
Xie Qiao suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said without question: "Then let's get on the carriage first."
Song Jin still didn't get out of the car. Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed, as if she was worried about why he couldn't understand what she said.
Under the moonlight, the girl in coarse clothes and skirt seemed a little distant.
"I don't want to go back with you. I want to go to Kyoto. Please let me go, Mr. Xie. Erzhuang and I need to hurry."
Xie Qiao's expression finally began to crack.
He thought Song Jin was just throwing a tantrum, but when he saw the alienation in the girl's eyes, he began to panic.
She actually left.
Leave his side and have nothing to do with him anymore.
impossible.
That's impossible.
Xie Qiao said nothing more, but took a step forward and stretched out his hands to hug Song Jin down by the waist.
Song Jin was lifted into the air and began to struggle: "What are you doing? Put me down!"
Xie Qiao had a cold expression on his face and soothed him, "Ah Jin, be good and don't move."
Song Jin didn't want to listen to him at all.
And it’s not that she doesn’t want to move, it’s that she simply doesn’t understand!
Why didn't she realize before that Xie Qiao was so strong!
wrong.
Not really.
She originally thought that Xie Qiao only had that much strength when he was on the bed!
The two people standing nearby had different expressions when they saw Xie Qiao carrying Song Jin sideways into the carriage.
Fu Cang looked approving: He is worthy of being his son!
Er Zhuang looked worried: this girl's husband looks gentle and polite, but he is so rude.
Fu Cang patted Er Zhuang on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't worry, brother. My master and his wife have worshipped heaven and earth and are definitely not bad people. I'm sorry to have delayed your journey. We are leaving too."
After Fu Cang finished speaking, he ran straight towards the carriage.
Er Zhuang hesitated for a while, and when he saw the carriage leave, he had no choice but to drive the ox cart and continue on his way.
...That person seems to be from a wealthy family and calls the maid Madam. He shouldn't bully anyone, right?
The carriage moved slowly, and Song Jin thought that he couldn't jump out of the carriage anyway, so he stopped struggling.
She patted Xie Qiao helplessly: "Put me down first."
From the moment Xie Qiao grabbed her by the waist and carried her onto the carriage, she had been sitting astride his legs.
His strong hands tightly wrapped around his waist, making it impossible for him to move at all.
This posture is a bit too ambiguous.
Song Jin felt that their current relationship and posture were not appropriate.
Xie Qiao's shoulder was patted twice.
The force is neither light nor heavy, just a reminder.
But after taking the photo, the little hand politely withdrew and never touched him again, obviously trying to avoid suspicion.
avoid arousing suspicion?
What suspicion is she avoiding?
When she was clamoring for him in her heart, why didn't she think of the word "avoid suspicion"!
Xie Qiao's arms did not loosen their grip, but even tightened a little.
Song Jin was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe, and she became a little angry: "Xie Qiao, let go first, and let's talk."
This was the first time Xie Qiao heard her call his name.
When he found Song Jin the night before, they got married soon after, and she always called him husband since then.
Never called his name.
Not to mention "Mr. Xie".
But the current posture is really not suitable for a good conversation.
Xie Qiao thought about it and loosened his grip on Song Jin's hand.
Song Jin secretly took a deep breath, quickly jumped off his legs, and moved to the corner of the carriage some distance away from Xie Qiao.
Xie Qiao looked at Song Jin's actions and the anger in his heart began to rise again.
After Song Jin sat down, she looked up at the carriage.
Although it looks simple on the outside, it has great inner strength. The carriage seats were thickly padded, so even on a road like this one there was no bumpiness at all, it was very stable.
There was a small table next to the carriage, on which was a stack of snacks and tea.
In the corner of the carriage, there was a small stove for heating, so the whole carriage was warm and not cold at all.
There was also an exquisite lamp that illuminated the carriage.
Song Jin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This horse-drawn carriage is incomparable to the ox-drawn cart without a shed just now.
Only then did she realize the true identity of Xie Qiao, the patriarch of the Xie family.
She had no sense of reality about this identity before, but now, his identity was not publicized, and this carriage was definitely the most low-key.
So what kind of life would he have in Kyoto?
Master Fan was already extremely powerful, but he could still get rid of Master Fan without any action.
It turns out that this is what a noble family is like.
Song Jin felt a little hot after staying in the carriage for a while. She raised her hand and took off the thick headscarf wrapped around her head.
Xie Qiao noticed that Song Jin's hair was a little messy and fuzzy because it had been wrapped up, and now that she had just taken off the headscarf, she had just taken off the headscarf.
Like a kitten just waking up.
Her face was flushed, Xie Qiao saw it clearly and couldn't help but think of last night.
She was like this last night when they were making love in the tent.
Bed curtains...
Xie Qiao suddenly thought that the bed curtain on which they had made love every night had been burned by her!
Only scattered fragments and a handful of ashes were left!
Xie Qiao's expression turned three shades colder, and he stood straight: "Ajin, you..."
Before Xie Qiao could ask, Song Jin spoke at the same time as him.
Song Jin asked, "Master Xie, didn't you see the letter I left at home?"
Xie Qiao paused, his cold hands unconsciously clenched: “I see.”
Song Jin was a little confused. She grabbed the headscarf in her hand and tilted her head in confusion: "I have made it very clear in the letter. We are not related. Our marriage is wrong. My brother has arranged for me to marry someone else. You should know all this, right?"
Xie Qiao admitted somewhat reluctantly: "I already know."
Song Jin was even more confused: "So, why did you chase after me?"
Xie Qiao's tone left no room for doubt: "We are husband and wife."
He looked at Song Jin, as if to remind her: "Even if there were some mistakes at that time, we are already husband and wife, so we are husband and wife."
"No." Song Jin shook his head: "Mr. Xie, you are the head of the Xie family, a wealthy family in Kyoto. We are really not a good match, so we can't be husband and wife."
Xie Qiao frowned.
He knew that Song Jin's status was much lower than his, and she was not even a qualified clan wife now, but it didn't matter.
Xie Qiao said seriously: "Although the Xie family is an aristocratic family, as long as you work hard, I will teach you to become a qualified clan wife in the near future. Don't worry about this."
Besides, it doesn’t matter even if she hasn’t learned it. As long as he is there, no one in Kyoto dares to say anything to her.
But Song Jin thought of the thick book of family rules.
Her beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, like a serious little kitten.
...Does it mean that she will have to live by those family rules in the future?
Song Jin immediately said, "I don't want it! I can't learn the things you nobles have!"
"Look!" Song Jin carefully analyzed the differences between them: "You don't eat after noon, but I have to eat every meal. I can't do anything except making some cakes. And you must have a lot of rules. If I go there, many people will definitely laugh at me..."
Song Jin said this and looked up at Xie Qiao's expression.
But she found that his expression didn't change at all, as if what she said was not a big deal that couldn't be solved.
Song Jin looked at Xie Qiao, and finally made up his mind, and said: "The most important thing is..."
"I don't like you."
Xie Qiao was stunned.
His jade-like face finally began to show expression, and a smile appeared on his face, but it made people tremble in their backs.
She said she didn't like herself?
Xie Qiao smiled coldly.
She has no idea.
He heard her thoughts clearly!
He heard clearly the silent confessions beside him and the restrained cries in his heart.
But now she says that she doesn't like herself?
It's a lie.
This little girl is lying.
A deceitful girl is not a good girl.
A naughty girl needs to be taught well.
He slowly stood up and moved closer to Song Jin, who was sitting in the corner of the carriage. His cold fingertips suddenly pinched her chin, forcing him to look up.
He said in a low voice: "Ajin, do you still remember what position was used on page 13 of that pornographic picture book you were looking at?"
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