Chapter 11 Chapter 11 I've Loved You For Years
Shen Qingchen completely remembered what Jiang Hexue said.
He remembered why he hated Fu Wang.
He also remembered that he learned ice skating not only to accompany Jiang Hexue, but also to prevent that annoying guy from having the chance to be with her.
He kept calling her "childhood sweetheart" all day long.
It's not like she doesn't have a name, and it's not like the three words "Madam Jiang" are difficult to pronounce. He is really a rude and disrespectful person.
"You have a good memory." Shen Qingchen exerted force on his hands, tightened his grip on her, and said in a low voice.
"That's right." Jiang Hexue didn't realize the hidden meaning in his words. "After all, he was my childhood sweetheart."
Although it was a verbal agreement, he was indeed the most handsome man in Liangzhou at that time, and she felt that it would be okay to make do with him.
Before Shen Qingchen could get upset, she heard her smile and add, "Of course, before you."
"You liked me more later?"
"Yes, you're much better looking than him." Jiang Hexue shook his hand and tilted her neck to look at him. "I called you 'little fairy' because I thought you were as beautiful as a fairy."
After meeting Chen Qingchen, she felt that she and Fu Wang could no longer get along.
In comparison, Fu Wang is just... not ugly.
Shen Qingchen pulled his hand away: "When we first met, you didn't recognize me immediately."
"That's because you really look like a banished immortal, how could I dare to recognize you easily!" Jiang Hexue spoke eloquently.
But it didn't coax Shen Qingchen.
He just felt that her love was too shallow, and it made him feel humiliated by using his beauty to please others.
He is not a pervert in a brothel.
"Now that you've learned it, come in and let Master Jiang check it out." Jiang Hexue changed the subject. "If you're not good enough, Master Jiang will teach you step by step!"
Shen Qingchen had no choice but to change into ice skates and enter the venue at her urging.
Jiang Hexue gave him the place and watched from the side with his arms folded.
The young man had a tall and straight figure, and when he stood casually he looked as proud and elegant as a cedar, and even more noble. He relied on his royal upbringing in every gesture, and even a few simple ice skating moves were easily performed by him in a pleasing way.
After sliding around, Jiang Hexue sincerely praised: "You are really good at learning. You learn everything very quickly."
"I'll teach you something else." She slid over and took his hands. "Ice dance."
Her movements were coquettish, and without asking him if he wanted to learn, she clasped her hands tightly with his, and pressed her body so close to his, so close that he could clearly see her thick, slender eyelashes if he lowered his eyelashes for a moment.
Each root is distinct, and the curled arc reflects the arc light reflected from the ice surface.
"Teach like this?"
"I told you, 'hand in hand'." Jiang Hexue winked at him with her right eye.
Her words were so appropriate that Shen Qingchen laughed dumbly.
"Have you ever taught anyone else?" he heard himself ask again.
"Not yet." Jiang Hexue smiled and shook his hand, leaving the words unsaid. "But what about the future..."
"How?" Shen Qingchen asked in accordance with her wishes.
"I won't teach others in the future."
The young man who got the promise had a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Because others are definitely not as smart as you, it would be very laborious to teach them," Jiang Hexue added maliciously. "Otherwise, it wouldn't be..."
Seeing the smile in his eyes fade away, she raised her chin proudly: "Study hard, and Master Xiao Jiang will reward you if you succeed."
She took his hands, stepped back, and instructed him to follow her.
He hummed folk songs from the north, light and passionate.
Jiang Hexue loosened one hand, dancing gracefully to the familiar melody, spinning and gliding around Shen Qingchen.
Shen Qingchen was indeed a student who did not require the teacher to worry about him. He easily understood her intentions and cooperated with her actions.
Jiang Hexue curled her lips at him with satisfaction: "Zhao Hua——!"
As soon as she stopped humming the tune, her steps became disordered, her ice skates collided with each other, and she immediately fell backwards unsteadily.
She subconsciously struggled to break free from his hand and tried to protect her head and neck with both hands.
But she didn't break free.
His wrist was tightly gripped by him, and Jiang Hexue closed her eyes instinctively as the world spun before her eyes.
There was a muffled sound, but the expected pain did not come.
After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Hexue opened his eyes in fear and suddenly met Shen Qingchen's gaze.
He was half lying on the ice, supporting his body with one hand and the other hand on her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.
Jiang Hexue blinked blankly, then touched the back of his neck: "Are you hurt?"
"No." Seeing that she didn't look in pain, Shen Qingchen relaxed his supporting hand and leaned back toward the ice.
"Really?" Jiang Hexue immediately raised her hand to protect the back of his head. "It hurts a lot to fall on the ice. Are you really okay?"
The color of her eyes and her movements showed her undisguised concern.
When Shen Qingchen's words reached his lips, he inexplicably changed his tone: "It does hurt a little."
Jiang Hexue cried out, "Ah!" and reached out to pull his shoulder: "Hurry up and get up. Let's go see the doctor."
"No need, just wait a moment." Shen Qingchen held her hand in his palm, folded the fox fur, and lay down motionless.
"You lied to me?" Jiang Hexue blinked, and seeing his expression relax, she belatedly realized what was going on. "Chen Qingchen, you actually lied to me? How dare you?"
She was so angry that she supported the ice with her hands and stuffed her cold hands into his neck: "Good job!"
Shen Qingchen was so excited that he bowed, tied her wrists, and apologized fluently.
He didn't know why he was acting so abnormally at the moment, but he couldn't help wanting to laugh, and the corners of his lips kept rising and falling.
Perhaps it was because he had won her approval today for the ice skating he had practiced for many years, perhaps it was because of her subconscious concern, or perhaps it was because they were laughing and joking without caring about the occasion, just like an ordinary couple who were in love.
Jiang Hexue argued with him and stared at him.
Why does he look so good after falling down?
"You have to be sincere when you admit your mistakes." Jiang Hexue was too tired to delve into the reasons behind this, so she simply stayed in his arms and looked at him eagerly. "Give me a kiss?"
Shen Qingchen acquiesced and even tilted his head towards her.
Jiang Hexue became more and more puzzled by his actions.
But she could never figure him out, and he was always keeping to himself, so she simply stuck to the principle of what she meant and kissed him first before worrying about anything else.
She quickly moved forward and touched the corner of her lips to his. Seeing that he didn't dodge, she hooked her arms around his neck and licked and kissed his lips.
I rubbed it impatiently for a few times and stuck out my tongue to pry open his teeth.
Shen Qingchen didn't agree, put his fingers together, and gently pushed her away.
"You're not sincere enough!" Jiang Hexue moved closer again, but didn't kiss him again. She blinked and rubbed his chin with her eyelashes.
"Your face is as cold as ice." Shen Qingchen put his hand on her shoulder and lifted her up.
"Does this mean we can continue after returning home?" The ice was slippery, so Jiang Hexue didn't climb on him. She stood firmly and properly and asked.
Shen Qingchen didn't respond, so she just took it as her tacit consent.
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The two of them returned home as the curfew sounded.
"The curfew is really too early in winter." As soon as she entered the room, Jiang Hexue restlessly snuggled up to Chen Qingchen's arm. "It gets dark too early, so I can only stay in the mansion."
"I mean, I haven't even been around the palace in detail. Zhaohua, can you show me around?" She nudged him. "Your home."
"Our home." Seeing that he had no intention of agreeing, Jiang Hexue changed her words in time and winked at him ingratiatingly.
Shen Qingchen nodded and took her arm and walked into the courtyard.
After this walk, Jiang Hexue discovered that the Heng'an Palace was much larger than she had imagined. It was like a miniature imperial palace, and was clearly imbued with his personal coldness.
It is luxurious but not extravagant. The corridors, courtyards, pavilions, bridges, terraces and towers are not made of gold and silver, but of white jade and black jade. A cold pond is shaded by green bamboo and ancient pines, and a few silver fish can be seen through the ice.
After walking with him for a quarter of an hour, Jiang Hexue felt dizzy: "Why do all the yards look the same?"
“No worries.”
"I'll get lost in the palace!" She twisted his arm.
"Daoist sign." Shen Qingchen pointed at the jade token beside him.
"It would be nice if there were some bright colors..." Jiang Hexue murmured. Before he finished speaking, he saw red plum blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard in front of him, like a touch of bright cinnabar against the white in an ink painting.
"Your yard..."
Before Shen Qingchen finished speaking, the girl beside him had already lifted her skirt and trotted into the yard, like a fluttering butterfly.
Jiang Hexue was led by a maid and looked around the bedroom carefully.
She didn't look closely at Shen Qingchen's bedroom last night, but she could still feel the completely different style.
There were very few things in Shen Qingchen's bedroom. She only remembered that there was a bow hanging on the wall, a Jiaoweiqin placed behind the screen, and a white jade compass on the table that he used for divination.
The bedroom in front of her was so luxurious that it could be called extravagant. The golden nanmu step-out bed was wide enough for her to lie sideways. The curtains tied with golden hooks were decorated with white flowers and golden bells, and the fabric was as smooth as water.
There were so many small ornaments that she couldn't count them all. Besides the beauty bed, there was also a recliner next to the bed. As soon as she touched it, the soft touch made her feel like she was falling into the clouds.
Jiang Hexue curled up in the recliner, rocked a few times, and then felt so comfortable that she didn't want to get up: "Zhao Hua."
"Princess, Your Highness, please return to your room... Your Highness, I am honored to meet you." The maid saw the person coming from afar, changed the subject, bowed, and tactfully withdrew.
Jiang Hexue opened one eye and looked at him: "Where have you been?"
Shen Qingchen handed her the thin book in his hand.
It was the book he was reading during lunch break. It only had two pages. Jiang Hexue took it and took a look, only to see that it was filled with pictures of swings.
"Which one do you like?"
Jiang Hexue looked at them carefully for a while, then quickly picked one and pointed it to him.
"Okay." Shen Qingchen took the book back.
"You want to play on the swing? Where?" she couldn't help asking.
"As you wish."
"Is it for me?" Jiang Hexue's eyes lit up. "Can you read minds? You know what I like?"
"You told me." Shen Qingchen answered again. "If there was a swing in the yard, it wouldn't be boring after curfew."
"You have such a good memory. Tell me, what else have I told you?" Jiang Hexue was still lying on the recliner, pulling him closer with her fingers grabbing his clothes.
"There should be a comfortable reclining chair in the bedroom."
Jiang Hexue narrowed her eyes while sitting on the recliner. "Anything else?"
"The courtyard should have flowers blooming in all seasons: cherry blossoms in spring, roses in summer, hibiscus in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter."
Jiang Hexue's gaze passed through the half-open window, circled among the beautiful red plum blossoms, and then fell back on the young man in front of her.
"I've forgotten all about these words." She hooked her hand around his waist, the jade belt, and forced him to bend over. "You still remember them."
"Zhaohua, could it be that you—"
"Have you been in love with me for many years?"
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