Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Let Me Help You
Jiang Hexue's movements of slipping away were more agile than the silver fish in the courtyard pond. After a while, he walked from the bathroom to the bed in his slippers.
The "ordinary" undergarment was also changed into an ordinary one. Her steps became a little heavy and her eyelashes drooped.
Shen Qingchen sat on the edge of the couch, and turned his hand that was about to hug her, lowered it to hold her, and looked at her, with red at the corners of his eyes and his breathing disordered.
Jiang Hexue broke free from his hand, leaned out to call for some water, then turned back and pouted.
"Husband," she said, taking small steps towards him and holding his hand again. "I'm having my period."
Shen Qingchen didn't say anything, first pulled the brocade quilt to cover her legs, then raised her arms to hug her.
His lack of anger made Jiang Hexue feel even more guilty.
She knew very well how much she was torturing him.
"Sorry." Jiang Hexue hugged his neck flatteringly and softened her voice.
"It's okay." Shen Qingchen hugged her a little tighter, his voice still a little hoarse, and his tone was gentle. "You didn't mean it, no need to apologize."
Jiang Hexue blinked hard.
She didn't know why her eye sockets were so shallow tonight.
It was clear that from the time she was driven out of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion to the time she married Shen Qingchen, she had only shed hypocritical tears to gain people's sympathy.
No matter how many times she escaped death, she never felt the urge to cry.
Why did she marry Shen Qingchen? She cried several times.
"Let me help you." Jiang Hexue suppressed herself and moved closer to him.
Shen Qingchen raised his eyes to look at her, his dark eyes filled with vague emotions, and she couldn't tell whether he wanted to or not.
"I know what to do," she continued, her words slowing down with shyness. "When we were married, the palace sent us some albums with...handwriting on them."
In fact, it was also written elsewhere in the album, but she was too embarrassed to read on.
Besides, Shen Qingchen is even more shameless than her, so she probably won't let her do whatever she wants.
"No need." After a few seconds, Shen Qingchen lowered his eyes and refused. "Give me a moment."
Jiang Hexue bit her lower lip, feeling at a loss.
She knew she should have admitted her mistake more sincerely. Leaving him alone was really too shameless.
But her usual way was always to kiss him coquettishly. If she did that again in this situation, it would probably make him even more uncomfortable.
He didn't let her do things alone.
And perhaps because the most skillful Xuemei was taking care of Xiao Qionghua, the water was delivered very slowly tonight. She clearly saw that Shen Qingchen was sweating on his forehead due to the unbearable pain.
Beads of sweat slid from his forehead, along the bridge of his nose, and down to his chin.
He held her in his arms, and Jiang Hexue reached out and gently wiped away the sweat.
With a casual glance, I saw the red marks on his arm.
"How about..." Jiang Hexue asked tentatively. "You bite me?"
The force around her waist increased, and Shen Qingchen suddenly raised her eyes.
At this moment, his pupils darkened into a gloomy brown, which was very different from the usual light, clear and gentle amber. The restrained desire hidden in them made her heart tremble.
She closed her eyes, moved herself closer to him, and said generously, "Anywhere is fine."
The breathing beside my ear became heavier again.
Shen Qingchen didn’t know why she would say such bold words.
Like a sheep entering a tiger's den, a swallow's nest is burned.
He raised his fingers, clasped her shoulders, and rested his chin on her shoulder.
After thinking for a moment, he raised another finger to her lips.
Jiang Hexue raised her eyes in bewilderment: "This is..."
"Don't make a sound." Shen Qingchen said softly. "If you can't bear it, bite me."
After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and bit her small earlobe.
itch.
The tingling sensation, like an electric shock, spread from the earlobe to the whole body.
The tip of his teeth was grinding gently, and the tip of his tongue was pressing against the soft flesh next to her ear hole. From there, he slowly circled towards the entire earlobe, and finally landed at the base of her ear.
Jiang Hexue's knees went weak and she almost screamed.
No. She bit Shen Qingchen's finger obediently, suppressing the moan between her lips and teeth.
So, this is what it feels like to have your ear bitten... No wonder he always refuses, it's too itchy.
Fortunately, the maid brought hot water for bathing.
Shen Qingchen let her go, touched her cheek again, and whispered: “Qiong Qiong.”
A gentle and loving kiss fell on the corner of her wet and red eyes.
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When he walked out of the clean room again, Jiang Hexue was lying on the couch, sipping a cup of brown sugar, ginger and jujube tea, his face slightly pale.
"Uncomfortable?" Shen Qingchen sat down beside her.
Jiang Hexue nodded weakly and pressed the hot water bottle closer to her abdomen. "It's just an old ailment, nothing serious."
Shen Qingchen didn't know what he could do to soothe her. After thinking for a while, he got out of bed, moved a charcoal basin over, took out a book and fanned it to make the charcoal fire burn more vigorously.
Jiang Hexue laughed out loud at his amusement: "It's not the cold, it's the pain in my lower abdomen during menstruation. Covering it with a hot water bottle will make it more comfortable."
Shen Qingchen put the book down, looked at her for a while, then put his arms around her shoulders and held her in his arms.
The moment she leaned against his warm chest, Jiang Hexue sighed comfortably.
"Talk for a minute?" he inquired. "Spread out a little."
"You speak, I listen." Jiang Hexue placed his hand on her abdomen and contentedly tossed the hot water bottle aside. "Zhaohua, you're more effective than the hot water bottle."
The heat came continuously through the thin layer of inner clothes, and it was not as hard as a copper hot water bottle.
"Then...I'll come in the future?" Shen Qingchen asked after a moment of silence.
"Can I rub it?" Jiang Hexue pressed the issue further.
Shen Qingchen responded and began to rub in circles with his fingers.
The girl in his arms narrowed her eyes contentedly and rested her head on his shoulder, her soft breathing tickling the back of his neck.
Shen Qingchen pursed her lips and smiled: "You look like a kitten."
A kitten who becomes lazy and spoiled after eating and drinking.
"Meow meow meow." Jiang Hexue didn't even open her eyelids.
The tip of my heart felt like it was scratched by her kitten's claws.
"Does what I said tonight count?" he heard himself ask.
"It counts." Jiang Hexue said softly. "I love you."
"Always?"
"It always counts," she promised. "If you don't believe me, I can tell you every day."
"Tell it once when you wake up, once when you take a nap, and once before you go to bed at night."
The empty space in my heart seemed to be filled by these sweet words.
Shen Qingchen said "no need" but swallowed it back when it reached his lips.
Perhaps it was because her voice was so pleasant when she said this, and she was snuggling in his arms, being so intimate with him.
Or maybe it was because he wanted to fill that void more fully and comfortably, so that he could feel more at ease and not have to worry about her disappearing once she achieved her goal.
He then leaned down and kissed the edge of her ear.
"good."
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After rubbing her until she felt a little relieved, Chen Qingchen picked up a lock of her hair and tied it into a heart-shaped knot.
Jiang Hexue let him go and talked about business: "Is Rongchang's marriage to Qingyuan a done deal?"
Shen Qingchen didn't rush to answer: "Have you thought about it?"
"If you don't go, I want to meet Aye. If you insist on going, I will let you go."
"But being reunited with him, isn't that your long-cherished wish?"
"I am me, and he is him," Jiang Hexue said calmly. "He is Jiang Heye first, and then Jiang Hexue's younger brother. His future is his own decision."
"Even if we have a deep sibling relationship, I wouldn't interfere with him, let alone now that he doesn't remember me..." She said in a low voice.
"No." Shen Qingchen hugged her tightly. "We can recognize each other."
"Sure?" Jiang Hexue's eyes lit up.
"Yeah." Shen Qingchen said. "Trust me."
Jiang Hexue's eyes fell on the heart knot he had tied. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment of silence, she smiled: "I believe you."
She took a pair of scissors from the wooden box beside the bed, carefully cut off the heart knot, and stuffed it into Shen Qingchen's hand: "Put it in your purse and carry it with you."
"Always think of me." She winked. "Eat with me every day, sleep with me...and go out with me on weekends."
"Okay." Shen Qingchen nodded and put it away properly.
His purse also had a moon-white background with black bamboo embroidered on it. Jiang Hexue glanced at it for a few seconds, then looked at him again, and always felt that he was too plain.
Spring is coming, bright spots are beautiful.
"I'll embroider a purse for you someday," she said on a whim. "I'll embroider a pair, one for you and one for me."
"Aren't you bad at needlework?" Shen Qingchen asked, pinching her fingertips.
"I can be kind to you once." Jiang Hexue never missed any opportunity to tease him. "I'll embroider purses, handkerchiefs, and sachets for you..."
Shen Qingchen's earlobes turned red because of her teasing.
"Don't worry." He took her hand, interlocked their fingers, and looked down at her hand.
Her fingers were slender and white, and her nails were trimmed into an almond shape with the front part curled inward. She had no nail polish and her nails were a light pink.
The palm of her hand that was pressed against his was covered with a thin layer of calluses, and the fingertips were also covered with a layer of calluses.
However, she loved to look beautiful the most. In the past, if she had a tiny scratch on her fingertips, she would pull at the edge of his sleeve and complain for a long time.
"I'll give you a thoughtful New Year's gift." Jiang Hexue was thinking, but heard Shen Qingchen's voice lowered: "Sorry."
"Sorry? What's the matter?" She was confused and thought for a long time before asking. "Marquis Zhenbei? The thing about Jiang Tao throwing me?"
Shen Qingchen said "hmm" very lightly.
"Why are you blaming yourself? This is all Jiang Tao's fault. None of us are at fault." Jiang Hexue imitated his movements, pinching his knuckles and cursing mercilessly. "You beast deserves a bad death."
Of course, Shen Qingchen didn't scold her, but just hugged her a little tighter and asked, "How did you escape?"
"Run as far south as you can, then head north to look for him," Jiang Hexue said. "After all, the Marquis of Zhenbei's power is in the north."
No wonder. He had only thought that she would seek refuge with Bei Xuan, and the path he took to find her was completely opposite to the path she took to escape. He had also fought against Zhenbei Hou's men all the way, which was why he missed her so much.
"It's okay. Although it was dangerous when I escaped, the journey from the south to the north wasn't difficult. I visited many counties and prefectures. To escape faster, I even learned to ride a horse." Jiang Hexue smiled indifferently. "I'm not afraid, so don't worry."
How can this be easily dismissed as "thrilling"?
Shen Qingchen buried his face in the crook of her neck, silently feeling the steady beating of her neck pulse.
The vibrant beating of the heart made his pupils sore.
The thoughts that had been suppressed in my heart for many years gradually surfaced.
He would kill the Marquis of Zhenbei, cutting flesh with a blunt knife.
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