Chapter 56: Not a concubine, but a wife.



Chapter 56 Not a concubine, but a wife.

After Song Jin finished speaking, she saw Xie Qiao sitting next to her.

Xie Qiao didn't say anything. Just like in Song Jin's memory, he was silent and composed, with an elegant posture.

His eyes did not fall directly on Song Jin, but were slightly lowered, with his long eyelashes blocking his eyes, and his emotions were a little unclear.

Song Jin opened his mouth slightly, his heart pounding.

Xie Qiao was the same as she remembered, yet somewhat different.

In the past, Song Jin had only seen Xie Qiao wearing coarse cotton clothes in Chunliu Lane. For a long time, he even wore only an old jacket that didn't fit him well.

At that time, she only thought that Xie Qiao was a poor scholar with no money. Later, she never saw Xie Qiao wear the simple brocade robe that she bought for him.

Now looking at it this way, he might not be willing to wear it.

Xie Qiao was wearing a moon-white brocade robe today. The material of the robe was flowing, and although the whole body was plain, if you looked closely you could see fine dark patterns, and even when it was exposed to sunlight, there was a silver glow.

Song Jin swallowed again.

Before, she only thought that Xie Qiao was handsome and noble, like a god, but now she saw it like this.

Song Jin was sure that if she grew up in Kyoto, she would definitely take a few more glances at Xie Qiao when she saw him on the road.

She would also secretly dream about how nice it would be if such a man were her husband.

But when she wakes up from the dream, she will definitely think she is crazy. How is that possible!

But……

But but...

Song Jin couldn't help but think of those nights in Chunliu Lane and the moments she and Xie Qiao had in the bed curtains.

Then, Song Jin felt a little lost.

[Hey, it would be nice if I could do it with him again.] 】

As Song Jin thought about this, she felt like she was crazy!

So before she sat down, she turned around casually and bit her lips hard!

After not seeing each other for a year, she really forgot why she immediately agreed to Xie Qiao's proposal of marriage.

She really couldn't escape from his face!

Why can't she control her brain?

Why not think about these things at night?

She closed her eyes in annoyance.

Of course, he didn't see Xie Qiao with his eyes lowered, and the corners of his slightly cold mouth curled up slightly.

Song Jin finally woke up slightly after feeling the pain between his lips.

He turned around and sat next to Xie Qiao.

It has returned to normal.

It was not until he sat down that Song Jin felt a little embarrassed.

After all, the last time they saw each other was in a carriage, and Song Jin remembered that memory clearly.

The two of them were doing this and that, but they just didn't talk properly.

Song Jin waited for a while and found that Xie Qiao didn't seem to want to say anything.

Song Jin thought, after all, she was the one who asked Xie Qiao to come, so she should be the first to speak.

After all, she is already a mature young shopkeeper.

Song Jin nodded slightly and raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for Xie Qiao.

This tea is similar to the one in Fanlou and is also very expensive, costing her half a month's expenses.

But no matter how heartbroken she was, Xie Qiao was a person of status after all, and she had to ask for help if she had any problems.

She gritted her teeth and ordered it.

He pushed the tea in front of Xie Qiao and said softly, "Master Xie, are you feeling better?"

Xie Qiao's slender fingertips paused just as they touched the teacup.

Thank you, sir.

This name again.

There were stormy waves in Xie Qiao's eyes, but he kept his eyes down, so Song Jin couldn't see it at all.

Until now, Xie Qiao has not formally looked Song Jin in the eye.

But just a glance when he opened the door, Xie Qiao engraved Song Jin's figure deeply in his mind.

She was wearing a light pink dress with butterflies on it today. The butterflies fluttered around her skirt as she walked, as light and graceful as she was.

He had seen Song Jin's work before at the Jinming Lake Spring Banquet.

But at that time Song Jin didn't know that he was there too. He could only hide in the dark and secretly absorb her warmth.

She looked very beautiful that day too.

Today too.

But today is different. Today, she comes for him.

This beautiful dress is for him.

Where Song Jin couldn't see, there was a smile in the corners of his eyes and brows.

But the smile stopped when she said "Thank you, sir".

Song Jin was a little nervous and wasn't sure what Xie Qiao was thinking.

Song Jin just watched his fingertips gently rubbing the edge of the teacup and didn't say anything for a while.

Song Jin tilted his head and was about to ask when he finally heard Xie Qiao answer with a "Yeah."

Song Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she met Xie Qiao's gaze, and her breath held for a moment.

Nobility nourishes people. After Xie Qiao returned to Kyoto, his eyebrows and eyes were full of the nobility of a noble family, and his beauty became even better.

Even the indifference in his eyes faded a bit, and what was left was an emotion that Song Jin could not understand.

Song Jin couldn't control himself and looked at Xie Qiao twice.

She didn't even know it, but her cheeks were already flushed.

The more Xie Qiao looked at her, the tenderness in his eyes grew.

It was not until Song Jin came to his senses that he replied calmly: "I'm fine now, thank you for worrying about me, Ah Jin."

Xie Qiao's voice was polite but somewhat indifferent.

Song Jin had always known that Xie Qiao's voice was like this, even when they were on the couch.

But today, when she heard it, she felt a little uncomfortable.

This is different from what Song Jin imagined.

[Why is Xie Qiao so polite?] Ahhhh help me, I thought he would come up to me, grab me and shake me hard and ask me why I left in the first place! 】

[Oh, no, Xie Qiao is originally a young master from an aristocratic family. He is too old-fashioned to do such hysterical things. Sure enough, after a year, he finally calmed down a little and did not go crazy. 】

[He was really furious when we met for the last time in the carriage! 】

[That’s not him, hehe.] 】

Song Jin's thoughts entered Xie Qiao's ears word for word.

He listened to the long-lost voice and felt warm in his heart.

It seems...

Ajin still remembers that night in the carriage.

It was indeed the action she had been longing for.

As Xie Qiao thought about it, the smile on his face became a little more obvious.

A Jin's inner voice just said that he was not the crazy one.

Ajin is still simple.

You can't tell that he's crazy, completely crazy.

On the day of the Spring Banquet, he wanted to run over and grab Ajin's shoulders and ask her why she wanted to leave! Why didn’t you contact him after arriving in Kyoto! Why abandon him! What is the love between them?

He wanted to be that hysterical, truly like a madman.

But he can't.

Even though he was about to vomit blood from his chest, he had to swallow it.

Especially yesterday, he finally learned from Que'er why Song Jin left and why she didn't want to come back with him.

They had such a huge misunderstanding at the beginning, but he didn't even know about it.

This naive little girl actually thought that she was a concubine after entering Xie's house.

He had never thought of it that way.

From the day of consummation of marriage, Xie Qiao's wife could only be Song Jin.

Even if she died, he couldn't go with her. In this world, he could only be her, Song Jin's widow.

He wanted to rush over to Song Jin to explain.

But he knew that it was not just her status as a concubine that caused her misunderstanding.

More importantly, the Xie family's background made her feel that the situation was too difficult, so difficult that she didn't mind even giving him up.

So he couldn't do that this time.

He could only hide his madness quietly in his heart.

This way Ajin won't think of running away.

He looked at Song Jin's face with longing.

He wanted to kiss her, he wanted to get close to her earlobe and smell her.

He knew that place was her most sensitive and she would shrink when he kissed her.

But he can't.

You can't do that.

Xie Qiao clenched the teacup with his fingertips and asked calmly, "When Que'er came back yesterday and told me that you were still alive, I was shocked. Ah Jin, why were you not in the car at that time?"

Song Jin understood.

She knew that when she met Xie Qiao today, he would definitely ask this question.

She just wanted to ask him.

Anyway, he has calmed down, so to be honest, he should be fine.

Song Jin answered obediently, "We didn't get along that day, so I decided to come to Kyoto alone. You were seriously injured at the time, so I left after Fu Cang took you away."

Xie Qiao nodded in sudden realization: "So that's how it is."

Before Song Jin could ask, he said, "After you left, the villains who tried to assassinate me came back again. They thought I was in the carriage, so they drove the carriage straight down the cliff. I didn't know you were not in the carriage at the time. Fu Cang saw the carriage fall with his own eyes. He was powerless to save you, so he also thought you had fallen off the cliff and died."

Xie Qiao whispered, "I'm sorry."

So that's how it is.

Song Jin thought back and remembered that when she was hiding behind a big tree that night, she did hear the sound of some horse-drawn carriages galloping. She originally thought someone was hurrying on the road, but she didn't expect that those villains turned back to try to kill Xie Qiao!

Thinking of this, Song Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced up and down at Xie Qiao inconspicuously, but she didn't expect to be caught by him.

Xie Qiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Jin. We are in Kyoto. I am safe."

Song Jin was stunned.

She wanted to deny it subconsciously, but she felt that it would only make it more obvious.

She suddenly asked, "So, the time you were covered in blood and seriously injured and were saved by my brother, it was because you were stabbed, not because you encountered robbers on the road?"

Xie Qiao nodded; "Yes, that time too."

He apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I couldn't reveal my identity because I was in Chongzhou at that time. It would be very dangerous, so I had to hide it from you."

In fact, Song Jin was a little angry a year ago.

But now a lot of time has passed, and she witnessed Xie Qiao being assassinated with her own eyes. She gradually understood why Xie Qiao did not reveal his identity.

If she was assassinated in Chunliu Lane, she would not be able to protect Xie Qiao and would lose her life instead.

So Xie Qiao was also protecting her.

Thinking of this, Song Jin was no longer angry.

She was even a little grateful: "Don't say that. After all, it was really dangerous at that time."

Xie Qiao shook his head: "No, there should be no deception between husband and wife. I was wrong about this matter. I should have told you long ago."

couple……

Song Jin felt a little embarrassed when he heard this word.

She whispered, "We are not husband and wife, after all, we just had a hasty wedding, and it was all by mistake."

Then she thought of something. She looked up and asked with doubtful eyes, "Master Xie, I heard from Que'er that after you thought I was dead, you held a wedding with my spirit tablet. A concubine wouldn't do that, and I don't really care..."

"Ajin, do you remember that I went out every day during that period? I went to the Xie family to prepare for the wedding, but I didn't tell you at the time because I wanted to give you a surprise. But I didn't expect that it would almost become a regret in the end. So I got married holding your tablet. This is my promise to you."

"And, Ah Jin." Xie Qiao looked into Song Jin's eyes and said, "Not a concubine, but a wife."

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