Chapter 50 Chapter 50 His wish is... to have a baby soon? ...
Jiang Hexue was so sleepy from waiting.
"Hexue." She was awakened by Shen Qingchen's warm voice. "Qiong Qiong."
"You're so greedy, praying for so long." She rubbed her eyes and opened her arms to him. "I'm tired of waiting. Come and hug me."
Shen Qingchen bent over and picked her up sideways.
"What wish did you make?" Jiang Hexue asked, playing with his hanging hair.
"I won't tell you."
"Even if you didn't tell me, I could guess." Jiang Hexue curled her lips at his feigned mystery. "You and I promised to be together forever, in perfect harmony, wasn't that right?"
Shen Qingchen nodded, but said: "There is another one."
"What?" Jiang Hexue tilted her head in thought. "You don't need to pray for a promotion or wealth. As for everything going smoothly... I prayed for you. Didn't you hear it from outside?"
"I heard it."
"Since you heard it, you shouldn't have repeated it. What was that?" Jiang Hexue looked at him, then narrowed her eyes. "You weren't wishing for... a son soon?"
Shen Qingchen couldn't help but laugh out loud, but the tips of her ears were red at this: "What are you thinking about."
"Can't I think?" Jiang Hexue touched the tip of his ear, speaking confidently. "I know many girls in Beijing get married at the age of sixteen and have children. I'm almost twenty this year, and you were born two years earlier than me. Why can't I think?"
"Zhaohua, do you hate children?" Shen Qingchen remained silent. She pressed on. "But I think you treat Lingzhao very well, not like that."
"It will hurt, dear." He finally opened his mouth.
"I can't bear to do that."
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The snow began to fall again.
Shen Qingchen went to the outer room to warm up the milk before bed. Jiang Hexue hummed a little tune while washing up. She brushed her teeth until her mouth was full of foam, but suddenly she heard a sudden loud noise from the inner room.
She hurriedly leaned out to check and saw a person lying next to the bed, covered in blood and dying.
The strong smell of blood hit her face, and Jiang Hexue screamed instinctively.
"Don't, don't make a sound..." The person on the ground had a hoarse voice, but the next moment, the door of the inner room was thrown open and a silver-white light flashed.
With a "bang", the flying knife grazed the man's cheek and stabbed into the mahogany floor.
Her wrist was immediately grasped tightly, and Shen Qingchen pulled her tightly into his arms. Seeing her foaming at the mouth, her face turned pale: "Did the assassin hurt you?"
He protected her behind him, raised his other hand swiftly, and the silver flying knife stabbed straight at the person lying on the ground.
"Young man, spare my life..." The man rolled halfway, revealing a bloody face. "I was assassinated."
"Jiang Heye?!" The moment she saw his features clearly, Jiang Hexue quickly stepped forward. "Why are you here?"
Jiang Heye had difficulty breathing, breathing more out than in. His eyes rolled back and he fainted completely.
Shen Qingchen ordered two teams of guards to strictly guard the courtyard, and asked the chief attendant to ask the accompanying medical officer for treatment, and then he took the distraught Jiang Hexue to the outer room.
"It's the foam from the toothpaste. I haven't had time to clean my mouth yet." She rinsed her mouth with light salt water and explained weakly.
"I originally wanted to delay it a little longer, but he ended up like this..." Her eyes burned. "He's already given up half his life. I don't want to see him..."
"No." Shen Qingchen held her in his arms and comforted her. "He needs to rest for a few days, and we will meet soon..."
"The distinguished guests of Prince Heng'an's Palace are resting here. Who dares to trespass?" Suddenly, a loud shout from the guards came from outside the courtyard.
"Assassins have entered the temple. We are following orders to protect the safety of our distinguished guests!" Then there was the dull thud of a spear hitting the ground, followed by a loud shout. "Your Highness, Prince Heng'an, excuse me!"
"Whose orders are you following?" When he was in a tense situation with the guards, the door of the outer hall slowly opened, and a young man with slightly disheveled black hair looked out from inside the hall.
The leader remained calm and said, "The lady of the Duke's Mansion saw a dark shadow passing by and was worried that it was a villain who had offended the distinguished guest, so she sent you to come and offer your condolences."
"There's been no unusual activity in my court," Shen Qingchen said calmly. "It's late and the dew is heavy. Disturbing my and my princess' rest is a violation of protocol."
"The Madam is also concerned about the safety of the pilgrims." The leader smiled, but he persisted. "After all, Renshu Temple enshrines the daughter of the Su family. If anything were to happen to His Highness and the Princess, the Madam would be filled with guilt."
The young man in front of him had an expression colder than the falling snow that night.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry." When he saw that he couldn't convince them, he winked at the person behind him, intending to force his way in.
The tip of the knife was against his neck.
"Ah!" A woman's scream was heard from the courtyard. "This princess is bathing, and the Su family's servants dared to barge in without regard for the royal family's dignity?! Your Highness—"
"Go back and report to Madam Su," Shen Qingchen gripped the knife handle and exerted a little force, causing blood to trickle down from the man's neck. "Looking for someone is not completely impossible."
"But first of all, today, I will not leave a single one of you behind."
"Secondly, the King's men are searching the Duke's mansion. Any disruption would damage her reputation..." He paused, pausing between words. "Please, everyone in the Su family, refrain from complaining."
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Jiang Hexue demonstrated through his own actions that such scoundrels should be dealt with in a scoundrel way.
Jiang Heye was seriously injured and fell asleep again after being awake for a quarter of an hour. He only talked about the past with Jiang Hexue in bits and pieces when he was awake, probably out of the instinctive trust between them as close relatives.
He said that there was a killer organization among the people of Longlin, Kurong Village. He had been separated from Jiang Hexue in the past. He was still unfamiliar with martial arts and lost his memory after being attacked. He was rescued by the owner of Kurong Village and stayed in Kurong Village.
Kurong Manor has two owners, one big and one small, who are in charge of twelve protectors respectively. However, the killer organization is surrounded by wolves. Jiang Heye climbed up to the position of the second protector Zhu Qiu by stepping on the corpses of others, stitch by stitch.
Then, last spring, by chance, he saved Princess Rongchang Shen Chuning. A few months later, she brought him back to the palace.
Today is the last mission for Kurong Manor. If he succeeds, he will get what he wants from the owner of the manor, but he was seriously injured.
As for what the last mission was and what he wanted, Jiang Heye kept silent. Not long after the stalemate, he fell unconscious again.
"Go back to your room and take a short rest." Shen Qingchen gathered Jiang Hexue's hair as she stood by the couch. "I've already sent someone to the palace to inform Rongchang. There's no rush."
"You know everything." She looked up at him.
"Yeah." Shen Qingchen hugged her from behind and responded. "Don't worry. I'm on your side."
It was three o'clock in the morning. Jiang Hexue was held quietly by him for a while, and her manic mood gradually subsided.
But she wasn't sleepy, perhaps she was too tired.
"Are you sleepy?" she asked, blinking. "I don't want to sleep yet. I want to go out and relax."
"Do you need me to accompany you?" Shen Qingchen just asked.
Jiang Hexue asked him if it was possible, and after getting a positive answer from him, she excitedly picked up a cloak at random and went out to relax.
Her way of relaxing is to play in the snow.
This was the heaviest snowfall she had seen since coming to Kyoto. The crisp scent of snow washed away the bloody smell. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, which made a crunching sound when she stepped on it.
The snow was above her ankles. Jiang Hexue bent down, scooped up a handful of snow and rolled it into a ball in her palm. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shen Qingchen coming out of the room and calling out, "Husband!"
Shen Qingchen walked towards her without any defense, and the next moment, her face was chilled by the flying snow in her hand.
"Husband, let's play in the snow!" She scooped up another handful, and this time she didn't make a snowball, but threw it directly at him.
The snow was too loose and flew away between the two of them, blurring their eyes with a vast expanse of clean white.
Jiang Hexue smiled at him behind the flying snow, her phoenix eyes curved, her red lips also curved, revealing two rows of thin, porcelain-white teeth.
Shen Qingchen raised his hand to wipe the snow water around his eyes and continued to approach her.
Jiang Hexue had already made another snowball in her hand and threw it at him, laughing: "Zhao Hua, fight back!"
Shen Qingchen dodged, grabbed a handful of snow in one hand, squeezed it slightly, and threw it at her.
"I'm dodging—I can't hit you!" Jiang Hexue nimbly twisted away, then quickly bent over and scooped up a handful of snow, rolling it into a ball. "Zhaohua, take it!"
Shen Qingchen avoided her, and if she failed once, she would come again.
He didn't fight back, but just kept a distance from her. She thought she could hit him every time, but failed every time.
After failing several times, Jiang Hexue tried another method. The next time he bent down to scoop up the snow, he covered his leg and cried out "ouch".
"What?"
"I think I twisted my ankle accidentally..." Jiang Hexue looked at him with tears in her eyes. "It hurts..."
Shen Qingchen didn't doubt him, walked up quickly, and squatted beside her: "Where?"
"Left... No, right..." Jiang Hexue pretended to say something, but when he raised his eyes, he grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it at him. "Any one of them, Zhaohua, I got you!"
The cold snow slid down the collar of his fox fur coat onto his neck, and as soon as it touched his warm skin, it melted and dripped down.
Shen Qingchen's body shivered slightly from the cold.
"Yes," but he just lowered his eyes, looked at her for a moment, and smiled. "Qingqing is really amazing."
Under the bright silver moonlight, the usually straight corners of the lips of the person in front of me were now curved into a faint smile, and the gentle peach blossom eyes were also stained with a bright smile, and the thick black eyebrows were even slightly raised, which was unusually bright.
Jiang Hexue's heartbeat suddenly became disordered.
But she was well aware of her own tendency to indulge in beauty, so she allowed herself to admire it for a while and smiled, "It really is in Renshu Temple, and sincerity can bring answers."
"Hmm?" Shen Qingchen didn't know why she suddenly said this.
"I just prayed today, asking you to smile more in the future. Now you smile so beautifully." Jiang Hexue rubbed the tip of his ear and said with a smile.
Shen Qingchen curved her lips and tightened her cloak: "Are you cold?"
Jiang Hexue didn't respond, but leaned into his arms like a boneless person: "I'm so tired."
I am tired physically and mentally.
"Go back and rest. Don't worry about Heye anymore." Shen Qingchen hugged her. "Relax for a few days."
"I want to go out and play." She stared at the white snow, her vision a little unfocused. "I don't care about anyone, I don't think about anything, I just go wherever I want, as far as I want."
She didn't know whether Jiang Heye's confession came first, or his next dangerous mission came first.
"As if I've recognized Tsuruno, I must leave. I'll come back when I've had enough fun and enjoyed myself."
Shen Qingchen didn't respond, but with a little force in his hands, he picked her up.
There was a large wet spot on her skirt, and her embroidered shoes must have been soaked through by the snow water as well. It must have been extremely cold.
I don’t know if a person can take good care of herself.
"Change your shoes, Qingqing." He stretched out the hand hidden behind his back, holding a pair of waterproof and warm fox fur boots.
"Don't catch a cold."
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