Chapter 92 "Ajin, do you like me?"
Song Jin was shocked.
There was no light in the room, and when she looked up she could only see Xie Qiao's eyes.
Those eyes were pretty, but they looked even more gloomy in the night, causing her to shrink her neck involuntarily.
He clamped my wrist and I couldn't move at all.
Song Jin struggled twice but couldn't get out. Her almond-shaped eyes were instantly filled with tears.
"That's not the case!" Song Jin felt wronged, "Let me go, you're hurting me!"
Song Jin frowned slightly, she clenched her teeth and made no sound.
He just turned his head away and didn't look at Xie Qiao.
Ever since Song Jin burned the Love Talisman last night, Xie Qiao found that he could no longer hear her voice.
Now facing her, he had no idea what the girl was thinking.
This made him uneasy.
Xie Qiao leaned closer to Song Jin and sighed helplessly: "Ah Jin, did I say something wrong?"
Before Song Jin could answer, Xie Qiao said to himself, "Ah Jin, I can't imagine you marrying someone else in the future. You said that I only feel sorry and grateful to you, but I know my heart clearly."
"If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have to stay faithful to you, nor would I coax you into bed, and I wouldn't be unable to control my madness when I saw you were attracted to those people."
"Ah Jin," Xie Qiao held Song Jin's earlobe in his mouth, "You have no idea how much I wanted to tear that musician to pieces just now."
Song Jin subconsciously shrank his neck again.
She was a little confused.
When she was in Chunliu Lane, she knew that her husband was an old-fashioned person who stuck to the old ways and would ask her to recite the broken family rules every day.
But just now.
She felt that what Xie Qiao said was true.
He really wanted to tear Master Pei Qin to pieces.
I really want to lock her up.
Fortunately, he seems to still be rational now.
Song Jin said: "Xie Qiao, you can't treat him like that, and you can't treat me like that, this is not right!"
Xie Qiao sneered.
He was like a ghost that just emerged from the water, wrapping himself around Song Jin layer by layer: "Ah Jin, why are you talking to me like this because of him?"
He entangled with Song Jin, interlocking their fingers: "Ah Jin, didn't you say that you loved your husband the most? How come your heart changes so quickly? I really want to take out your little heart and see if it is black?"
"I'm not!" Song Jin suddenly got angry.
What right does he have to say that about himself? !
Song Jin frowned, and the dimple that always hung on her cheek was not visible at all. She said seriously: "I don't have a black heart!"
Xie Qiao didn't believe it: "Ajin, you are a good liar."
Song Jin was really angry this time. She looked straight at Xie Qiao and saw that he was holding her down forcefully. She raised her head and bit Xie Qiao's neck regardless!
Xie Qiao did not hide.
Let her bite.
He even curled his lips and smiled faintly.
Only this kind of pain could make him clearly feel that he and Song Jin were still connected.
Song Jin didn't think he was hiding.
She shifted her position and bit down hard on his shoulder.
The muscles were so stiff that they hurt her teeth.
After biting for a while, Song Jin felt it was boring and his teeth were aching, so he let him go and said viciously: "I won't lie to you!"
"Oh?" Xie Qiao didn't care at all about her biting him. He just said softly, "In that case, let me ask you, do you like me?"
Song Jin choked.
Song Jin said nothing.
Xie Qiao coaxed her: "Ajin, you just said you wouldn't lie."
Song Jin was driven into a state of panic by him.
She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes: "I like yours."
Xie Qiao paused.
Instantly, the chill surrounding him dissipated, and he chuckled softly, like a bewitching demon: "Since Ah Jin likes me, why don't you be with me?"
He said, his cold lips tapping the girl's neck.
Song Jin trembled all over.
She had bit Xie Qiao so hard just now, would Xie Qiao want to bite her back now?
Her neck is thin and can’t withstand being bitten like that!
Song Jin breathed nervously, "Because you are Xie Qiao, our engagement is wrong, and you are from a prominent family, you want to marry a noble lady, we are not a match."
"If I wanted to get married, I would have done it long ago. Besides, I am just a widower abandoned by my wife. Who else would want me?" Xie Qiao pulled her back, tough but gentle, "Ajin, you are not telling the truth."
"I'm telling the truth!" Song Jin kept dodging the kiss, but she was held down gently and could only twist under Xie Qiao's body.
"Ajin..." Xie Qiao called softly, with a hint of dangerous threat.
Song Jin felt a chill down his spine, and all those memories suddenly came flooding back into his mind.
And she vaguely felt that if she made him angry, he might really do something excessive!
Besides, since he asked, she would tell him.
There's nothing shameful about it.
And even if this was told to Xie Qiao, he wouldn't be able to solve anything.
The spring night breeze was cool, blowing the bed curtains.
She finally said, "Sister Qinghong was a concubine of a wealthy family before, and later died in the mansion. I buried her myself. Powerful families are scary, and I don't want to get into one. Besides, the Xie family is of high status, and I can't be a mistress, and I don't want to be one."
Xie Qiao paused and looked at her seriously.
The girl did not lie.
She was indeed telling the truth.
Now that the words have come to this, Song Jin is not willing to hide it: "Besides... the Xie family's house rules are so thick, I don't like to read them, and I don't like to abide by them. I like you, but I don't like you forcing me to memorize the house rules. You make me unhappy, you are a bad person, I can dislike you."
Song Jin made up his mind: "Even if I can't do it now, I will definitely be able to forget you in time!"
"Like this?" Xie Qiao murmured.
It turned out that this was why Song Jin abandoned him.
He could solve all the problems she mentioned. As long as she said what she didn't want or didn't want to do, no one could force her.
Xie Qiao sighed softly.
He kissed the dimple on Song Jin's cheek, and then said, "Ajin, don't worry about what you said. I will help you deal with it. But there are many things going on in the palace recently, so don't worry and wait for me for two days."
Song Jin was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?"
Xie Qiao chuckled: "Wait for me to come find you, wait for me to take care of everything, wait for me to become your husband only."
Xie Qiao let her go and slowly helped her up.
His hand gently stroked Song Jin's back: "When the time comes, I will just be your husband, just like when we were in Chunliu Lane, okay?"
"No." Song Jin shook his head: "You are very old-fashioned, and you force me to memorize the family rules."
Why don't you look at pornographic pictures with her?
Apart from his handsome appearance, he was not really the ideal husband that Song Jin had in mind.
Xie Qiao kissed her forehead: "I won't carry you this time."
Song Jin snorted twice: She doesn't believe it.
Xie Qiao didn't explain much, he just hugged Song Jin and closed his eyes to rest.
Not long after, Fu Cang's voice appeared: "Master, there is news from the Second Master."
Xie Qiao opened his eyes, put Song Jin down, and whispered, "I'm leaving first. It's only been a few days. Ah Jin won't fall in love with someone else so quickly, right?"
Song Jin was a little angry: "It won't be that fast."
Xie Qiao chuckled: "That's good."
After saying that, he turned and left.
In the darkness of the night, the sound of a horse-drawn carriage was heard going away.
In the carriage, Xie Qiao used the moonlight to read the news sent back by Xie Zheng: he had already set off for Meng County, preparing to reunite with his father.
Yesterday at midnight, Xie Qiao had already sent a letter to Marquis Jing'an, asking him to lead his troops back and gather in Meng County.
Meng County.
Xie Qiao's expression was indifferent.
The King of Qi thought that was his starting point, but he didn't know that this was his grave.
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After seeing the scar on Song Jin's heart, Mrs. Lin could no longer control her thoughts.
The first thing Mrs. Lin did when she woke up was to ask Chun Xing if she had found the person, but Chun Xing always shook her head: "Madam, please wait a little longer. Those people have already scattered. The master has sent people to look for them. They will definitely be found soon."
"Well, if there is any news, you must be the first to tell me." Mrs. Lin felt a headache.
If there was no one left in the Song family, then it would be much easier for her and she could just call the person over to ask.
But now, no one knows what happened that night.
Even the midwife who delivered her baby was nowhere to be found.
She was a little embarrassed to recognize him so rashly...
What if not?
The girl knew nothing and was clearly very well protected by her family. If she rashly recognized her and told her those things, would such an innocent and kind-hearted child have more hatred in her heart?
She doesn't want that.
She had lived such a heavy life for too long.
Therefore, she should investigate the matter and make a decision after confirmation. She will have to think carefully about how to talk to Song Jin then.
But whenever she thought that her daughter might still be alive and so close to her, she felt as if the darkness of so many years had been broken by a ray of light.
From the first moment she saw Song Jin, she felt that this girl really looked like her late husband.
Shi Yan was also alone. He traveled thousands of miles from a remote village to Kyoto to take the exam, but later he fell ill and fainted, delaying the imperial examination.
Shi Yan was not discouraged, nor was he depressed and self-pitying.
Instead, live a good life and wait for the next opportunity.
He is good-looking and has a good personality, and it seems that everything is nothing in front of him.
He is gentle, firm, considerate and caring.
Mrs. Lin had thought countless times about what their daughter would be like if she could grow up.
Song Brocade.
She is sweet and sweet, yet strong and intelligent.
That's what their daughter looks like.
Madam Lin waited for news until the fifth day, when Chun Xing brought news: "Madam, we found the midwife, but she knew it was you who called her, so she didn't dare to come. Madam, go see her in person."
Mrs. Lin frowned, but she didn't hesitate: "Prepare the car."
The streets are bustling with people, spring has been here for a long time.
Willow catkins were floating everywhere on the street, getting into Song Jin's nose and making her sneeze.
She put on her mask and picked up the food box she had just packed: "Que'er, I'm going to the Lin Mansion."
Que'er responded busily, "Okay, Xiaojin sister, be careful."
Song Jin nodded and walked towards the Lin Mansion.
Inside the food box were some new dishes she had come up with in the past few days. She said she would give them to Mrs. Lin to try, to thank her for giving her the skirt.
Knowing that she was going to meet Mrs. Lin, Song Jin changed into a new dress.
After walking for two cups of tea, Song Jin stood at the door of Lin's mansion and felt strange.
She knocked on the door gently, and someone opened it quickly.
Song Jin was waiting outside the door, and soon Chun Xing came out to take her in.
Song Jin was about to speak, but he saw that Sister Chun Xing's expression was different from usual. Song Jin asked, "Sister Chun Xing, what's going on in the mansion?"
Chun Xing knew Song Jin's identity and didn't want to hide it from her.
He just said, "Miss, our wife is missing."
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