Chapter 24 Chapter 24 How are you?
It doesn't hurt.
Shen Qingchen didn't use any force, his teeth loosely gripped the thin skin, sucking it lightly and slowly.
He did not close his eyes, his gaze fixed on her, taking in her crimson ears and trembling eyelashes.
Jiang Hexue didn't dare to look him in the eye. She wanted to hide but didn't want to. She just felt this itchy feeling that was scratching her heart and making her uncomfortable.
But his movements were so gentle, and she didn't really want him to let go.
"How about something heavier?" she asked tentatively.
His suddenly hot breath answered faster than his lips and teeth.
"What are you talking about?" After a while, Shen Qingchen loosened his teeth.
Shen Leng's tone was low and hoarse at this moment, and he tightened his grip on her wrist: "Not sleeping anymore?"
"My menstruation hasn't ended yet." Jiang Hexue winked ingratiatingly.
He hummed, loosened his grip, and held her in his arms before lying down again.
He turned his eyes sideways and stared at the red skin under her neck.
Jiang Hexue also glanced in the direction of his gaze, then thought about his collar and said indifferently: "It can cover it."
"Mark." Shen Qingchen reached out and rubbed it, then lowered his head and kissed the red mark.
Jiang Hexue whined and refused to let him kiss her: "You admire beauty too."
"I admire you." Shen Qingchen answered with her words.
The tail of his hair brushed against his neck, and Jiang Hexue moved away slightly, feeling ticklish. "Zhaohua, are you busy after the winter hunt?"
"Not busy." He took a leave of absence specifically to stick with her.
But her expression did not relax, Shen Qingchen swallowed the words back and asked: "What's the matter?"
"I have to work with Gan Le on Qianxiangfang's affairs," Jiang Hexue said. "I definitely won't be free."
Shen Qingchen lowered her eyelashes: "It's okay."
He can work a few more days and ask for leave when she is free.
"It's better not to be so clingy all the time." Jiang Hexue couldn't pull herself away, so she said casually. "If you stick together for too long, you'll inevitably get tired of it. A little separation is better than a new marriage."
bored?
But they had never been together for a long time, let alone after they fell in love. Including her birthday, it had only been three days.
He did not think it necessary to be away from her for a few days.
Shen Qingchen's arm around her waist stiffened slightly, and after a moment, the strength loosened, leaving only his arm hanging in the air, his palm falling on the quilt.
This sentence was too unfamiliar and abrupt to him, and it caused ripples of uneasiness that grew larger and larger.
He didn't understand why they would get tired of each other if they were in love.
Or now... is her feeling towards him still more about novelty than love?
If this is the case, once her novelty wears off and she gets tired of him, she will definitely abandon him and leave again.
Just like before, he couldn't find it.
But if she leaves this time, he will no longer be qualified to look for her.
"I'm sleepy, let's get some rest." Jiang Hexue yawned and leaned into his arms again. "Sleep well."
After half a day of winter hunting, shooting and roasting meat, she was very tired. In a short moment, she fell asleep in his arms.
Shen Qingchen was no longer sleepy and looked at her with his eyes slightly lowered.
After a while, he secretly hugged her tighter.
"You haven't given me a kiss yet." He lowered his head slightly and carefully nuzzled her nose. "You haven't said you love me either."
Jiang Hexue, who was sound asleep, only felt a faint itch and gently touched his shoulder: "Husband."
A tender and sweet sound easily smoothed out most of the wrinkles in his heart.
"Don't leave me." Shen Qingchen said softly.
"If you are tired of it, let's get to know each other again, understand each other, and love each other again, okay?"
"Sleep kiss." He touched the corner of her lips again.
"Love you."
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Ruan Yueyi lives in Princess Kunyi's mansion.
After the winter hunt was over, Jiang Hexue moved a lot of spices from the Heng'an Palace to find her.
The inspiration came from the plum-scented comb she made for Empress Dowager Su.
Such incense products are extremely rare on the market. Coincidentally, she can make incense and Ruan Yueyi can design jewelry. The two hit it off and decided to sell jewelry made with incense in Qianxiangfang.
"What are you doing with the pear honey?" Ruan Yueyi rubbed her aching neck as the whole day passed. She looked up and saw Jiang Hexue's movements and asked. "Have you finished the gift list?"
"Not yet, but the day after tomorrow is New Year's Day." Jiang Hexue stared at the tiny bubbles rising from the pear honey. "I have to make a New Year's gift for Zhaohua."
The fragrance she chose was Spring Letter in the Snow, which was elegant and cold, and was the one that best suited Shen Qingchen in her mind.
After refining the pear honey, Jiang Hexue ground the borneol into powder and mixed it with sandalwood, agarwood, and frankincense. Finally, he dripped the pear honey into the incense mud and kneaded it into an incense ball.
"New Year's gift..." Ruan Yueyi looked at the purple cat holding a fish earring on her earlobe, thinking. "What are you giving the emperor's uncle?"
"Bracelets." Jiang Hexue winked slyly and said deliberately. "Bracelets expressing love."
Ruan Yueyi was speechless because of her blockage. She kept muttering to herself: "If it wasn't for giving Zhaohua a surprise, I would have done it in the palace..."
A long and loud night watchman's call suddenly sounded.
"Curfew?" Jiang Hexue stopped talking and glanced at the clepsydra in shock.
"We can't go back." Ruan Yueyi said lightly.
"It's not a bad idea to go back, but I'm just worried about causing him trouble," Jiang Hexue said in frustration, then called Xue Lan, the female guard beside him. "Go quietly and send a message to His Highness, telling him that I'm staying at Gan Le's place tonight."
Xuelan said she was leaving, and then she fiddled with her incense beads: "I have to go to the street tomorrow to buy some beads and silk ropes for decoration."
"One."
"What are you doing on the street? Buying New Year gifts for Mr. Jiang?" Jiang Hexue saw through it and exposed it.
Ruan Yueyi didn't respond: "Come and have dinner."
Jiang Hexue stopped teasing her, glanced at the tea on the table, and said quietly, "The palace has always served grape water with dinner."
Ruan Yueyi said to her, "I'm thirsty."
"I miss him." Jiang Hexue muttered, then thought about the pile of unmade incense and sighed. "Money is hard to make."
"After the New Year holidays, officials have ten days of annual leave. How can we waste such a business opportunity?" Ruan Yueyi suggested.
Jiang Hexue nodded: "I still have to present gifts to the Emperor and the Empress' wives. You and I can wear it at the New Year's banquet..."
He was interrupted by a sneeze mid-sentence.
"Kyoto's winter isn't as severe as Liangzhou's." Ruan Yueyi smiled, a rare smile. "Did you catch a cold?"
"No," Jiang Hexue rubbed the tip of his nose and smiled. "Maybe Zhaohua missed me."
-
Jiang Hexue was away, and Xiao Qionghua was taken to the Princess's Mansion by her. However, within one day, the Heng'an Palace was as deserted as before.
Xue Lan's message added a bit of desolation to the cold and lonely atmosphere.
The dinner was put away untouched. Steward Fu Bo hesitated again and again, and then tried to persuade him: "Your Highness, please eat at least a little."
Shen Qingchen didn't respond, and he didn't insist any further, and said, "The princess just forgot the time for a moment, Your Highness, please don't be angry."
"This king is not angry with her." Shen Qingchen corrected.
It wasn't that he didn't want her to interact with other people, nor was it that he didn't allow her to stay overnight at a friend's house.
He was just uneasy and worried that she was interacting with other people because she was tired and bored with him.
Feelings of anxiety and fear kept surging, he pointed his finger at the tortoise shell used for fortune-telling, and tried to take it several times, but he hesitated.
"Send a message to the Princess's residence tomorrow, asking if the Princess wants to come back for dinner." After a while, Shen Qingchen said. "Send it at twilight hour."
If he gave it to her too early, it would seem that he wanted her too much and was too attached to her, which was inappropriate.
I'm afraid it will annoy her.
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After lunch on the 30th of the first lunar month, Jiang Hexue and Ruan Yueyi went out together and entered Linlang Pavilion.
Linlang Pavilion is a shop under the name of Jiang Xingcong. It is also the largest jewelry shop in Kyoto, with the most complete and exquisite beading.
"What a shame there aren't any silverfish beads." Jiang Hexue looked around but couldn't find any, feeling depressed. "There aren't any cats either."
"Does it have to be fish and cats?" Ruan Yueyi was puzzled.
"Fish and cats are the best... Hey, this one is beautiful too!" Jiang Hexue's eyes suddenly lit up and she picked up a red jade rabbit bead.
The image of Shen Qingchen's handsome appearance in his bright red wedding gown when he got married flashed through his mind.
"It just so happens that he is born in the Year of the Rabbit." She ordered nine red jade rabbit beads, which matched the nine scented beads she had hung out to dry. She strung them together in an interlaced pattern and wrapped them twice around his wrist, which was just right.
He had fair skin and looked particularly handsome in the scarlet hair. Just imagining him made her curl the corners of her lips involuntarily.
Besides, the double nine symbolizes longevity. He is smart and will definitely be able to understand her deep meaning.
Jiang Hexue picked out the matching red silk rope with satisfaction, and then accompanied Ruan Yueyi to choose the New Year gift she was going to give to Jiang Xingcong.
Ruan Yueyi insisted on not giving her jewelry, thinking it was too direct, but Jiang Hexue felt awkward to give her jewelry, so she had no choice but to walk with her street by street.
"The envoy from Qingyuan has already stayed at the post station." Jiang Hexue suddenly remembered when he saw a group of people dressed in strange clothes along the way.
Ruan Yueyi sighed, "Since he's not the Emperor's uncle, I don't know who Qingyuan will choose... I hope the princess is too picky and doesn't choose Jiang Xingcong."
"It shouldn't be." Jiang Hexue thought for a while and said.
"Yi, Yi, why don't you quickly arrange a marriage for him?" But she emphasized the words deliberately, jokingly. "Prime Minister Jiang has great power in the court. Although Young Master Jiang has not yet entered the government, he is extremely wealthy and a very charming man."
Ruan Yueyi's ears turned slightly red, and she didn't respond: "This princess doesn't respect him."
"Okay, okay, whatever the princess says is what it is." Jiang Hexue smiled and followed her words.
Ruan Yueyi then hummed with satisfaction, raised her chin slightly and continued to stroll around. Soon, her attention was attracted by an exquisite dagger in the shop.
She weighed it and asked, "Is this light?"
Jiang Hexue took it and tried it twice: "It's so light, even a woman can turn it. Did you buy it for him as a decoration or for self-defense?"
"For self-defense. I've never seen him carrying a weapon." Ruan Yueyi went to choose something else.
"I've never seen Zhaohua carry a weapon." Jiang Hexue thought for a moment. "I want to buy him one, too."
"Take a look at this, my two lords! It can cut through iron like mud!" The shopkeeper came over holding a long sword and said attentively.
The long sword on the tray was sharp, but the edge of the blade had no fine bright lines, and the luster was scattered, as if it had not been sharpened.
"Maybe we can give it a try?" Jiang Hexue asked uncertainly.
"How can you test this? This is a sharp black iron blade, even a woman can't lift it!" The shopkeeper said, his face changing. "Don't tell me you don't trust me?"
"What a joke! How can you know that an unsharpened sword can cut through iron like mud?" A clear male voice rang out at this moment. "How shameless of you to fool a woman who has no martial arts skills!"
This voice... Jiang Hexue turned around in surprise: "Fu Wang?!"
The young man in red threw the sword back into the tray.
"Mr. Fu greets the princess." He bowed first, then looked at Jiang Hexue and smiled broadly.
"How are you, my dear."
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