Chapter 70 Chapter 70 The four seasons have passed, and she has always been by my side...
Nothing was expected.
Shen Qingchen's body was stiff, and for a moment she didn't know how to react, whether to hug her back, push her away, or answer her, but she didn't do any of them.
Just like a running-in game, Jiang Hexue held him in her arms, staring at the white jade butterfly hairpin on her bun, thinking inappropriately.
When did she make a white jade hairpin for herself?
Is she tired of seeing everything in the palace and it no longer suits her taste?
Then he would pick out a few more pieces of jade with elegant colors and make a few more pieces. When he returned home, he would see what kind of jade would match her new dress made in the spring...
The girl's hands around his waist tightened, almost pulling wrinkles out of his clothes and loosening his jade belt a little.
She seemed to notice that he was distracted, and nudged his chest in dissatisfaction, making a slight sound, like a kitten's purr.
But more obvious than her little movement was Emperor Hengshun's teasing laugh behind the screen.
The tip of Shen Qingchen's ears burned red in an instant. He coughed uncomfortably and lowered his voice to remind her, "Let go."
But Jiang Hexue was obviously immersed in her emotions and didn't hear clearly. She only saw his thin lips opening and closing, and asked, "What did you say just now?"
"Qingqing?"
As soon as the clear and crisp voice fell, as clear as a pearl dropping to the ground, the blush on Shen Qingchen's face spread from the edge of his ears to his neck.
There was clearly no pungent incense in the hall, yet he was choked to the point of being speechless. He lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyelashes trembling.
But this behavior only made Jiang Hexue misunderstand him more and think that he was shy.
She also wondered why he reacted so violently.
It was obvious that he had called her often...even in bed, he would occasionally coax her to call him.
"...Baby?" She called out again tentatively.
This time even Emperor Hengshun couldn't hold it in any longer. Perhaps he choked on his tea and started coughing violently.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please slow down..." The chief eunuch immediately patted his back to calm him down.
Jiang Hexue finally realized what was happening. She glanced at the translucent screen and let go of her hand in embarrassment. "Why didn't you remind me?"
Shen Qingchen felt wronged, but did not engage in meaningless arguments with her. He just gently held her wrist and walked back: "Royal brother."
Emperor Hengshun coughed until his face turned red and he waved his hands at him.
But Shen Qingchen looked at the half-transparent screen, recalling how she was caught off guard just now, and saw through the emperor's mischievous thoughts.
It was obvious that they were taking advantage of the fact that he was behind the screen and couldn't see outside, so they deliberately didn't tell him that the princess was coming.
How could such a calm emperor be teased like this?
So Shen Qingchen stared at him, and spoke in a calm and gentle voice: "If my royal brother finds it novel, you can also ask the royal aunts to call it to you."
Jiang Hexue's scalp tingled at the mere thought. She tugged at the edge of his sleeve from below, then reluctantly walked to his side, maintaining a polite bow: "Sister-in-law greets the Emperor."
The one who was most pleasing to the ear finally showed up.
Emperor Hengshun had also recovered his breath and motioned for her to stand up.
"I'm not blaming you for anything," he said with a kind smile. "It's just that you and your wife are deeply in love, so it would be best if you could have more children for the royal family as soon as possible."
Jiang Hexue nodded with a smile, her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her eyebrows were curved. She looked more pleasing to the eye than her younger brother who couldn't utter a good word for a long time.
Look, what’s He Xue’s expression?
Girls are usually shy. How could she be so cold and indifferent when she could coax him so intimately?
Emperor Hengshun waved his hand and said, "Go back. I won't disturb your solitude."
When the two of them walked hand in hand, no, Jiang Hexue put her hand in Shen Qingchen's arm, and walked side by side, Emperor Hengshun looked thoughtfully at the eunuch beside him: "Chengren, look, this young couple gets along quite interestingly."
"What does the Emperor have to say?"
"In a normal couple, the man should be more proactive, but no matter how Zhaohua looks at it, he's always the passive one."
"Even if he doesn't like her, he won't marry anyone else."
"You said Zhaohua wouldn't..." He stroked his chin, hitting the nail on the head. "Even now, he hasn't expressed his feelings to Hexue, right?"
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Jiang Hexue never expected that Shen Qingchen would be absent-minded for such a long time.
If she didn't speak, he would remain silent, and he couldn't even hold her hand, and the arm she was holding was tense.
After getting on the carriage, Jiang Hexue could no longer bear it.
"Husband," she stood up, sat down opposite him, and leaned forward to support her chin. "What are you thinking about?"
Shen Qingchen looked at her, and the scattered light in his peach blossom eyes finally refocused.
The spring breeze lifted the carriage curtains, and the golden bells of the white flowers rang crisply. She was bathed in the warm golden sunshine of spring, her face was bright, and her purple eyes were more charming and beautiful than Bei Xuan's best purple teeth.
The dancing light spots fell on her curled eyelashes and her hair which was slightly messy because she was in a hurry to go out. It was so soft, beautiful and indescribable.
Just like before, she suddenly appeared behind the screen.
Suddenly hugged him.
Suddenly she told him that she missed him so much.
It was better than the Queen Mother of the West descending to earth. The surprise that came down on his head made him dizzy and he still feels confused.
I vaguely felt——
She would spend the spring with him.
The first spring day between them passed.
As the four seasons pass, she is always by my side.
It is indeed a blessing in life.
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But Jiang Hexue is not a patient person.
The warm tea turned cold, and before Shen Qingchen could speak, she urged again: “I’ll kiss you without saying anything.”
"Pull up the curtain, and let's kiss until the carriage shakes, so that passers-by on the road can see how intimate we are." She deliberately threatened him.
Shen Qingchen finally answered her: "I just didn't expect you to come."
"You don't know, I was really shocked at first!" Jiang Hexue said this and became anxious. "I almost thought that my brother had found out about what happened and was coming to find you to question you!"
"You wanted to plead for me?" Shen Qingchen asked curiously.
She was planning to leave. If that was really the case, she should have protected herself and stayed as far away from him as possible.
"I must share the punishment with you. We should be punished together!" Jiang Hexue said seriously. "You and I are husband and wife. We should share happiness and hardship together!"
"Even when you're in jail, you need a companion!"
Shen Qingchen was stunned again, but Jiang Hexue didn't notice. He still supported his chin, but his thoughts flew away freely: "When the time comes, you can add more money to bribe the jailer, and you and I will be placed in neighboring rooms. That way, we can hold hands and talk across the iron bars."
"I can't hug you, and I can't kiss you... I probably can't kiss your lips, but I can probably push my cheeks over for you to kiss." She thought of the gaps in the iron bars she had seen in the prison, then looked at him. "It's a pity you can't do that. You don't have any flesh on your cheeks."
Shen Qingchen's mood moved with her words, and she actually gave him the illusion that waiting for death in prison was also a warm feeling.
"Then how can I kiss you?" he asked, and with a rare display of youthful spirit, he raised his fingers and gently pinched her soft cheek, creating a small bulge. "Like this?"
Jiang Hexue just puffed up her cheeks and looked at him: "Yeah."
Very cute.
Shen Qingchen couldn't help but pinch it a little more, and was about to let go, but she held her wrist.
"Kiss me." Jiang Hexue looked at him eagerly.
Shen Qingchen's heart was slightly moved by her appearance. He leaned over and kissed her bulging cheek.
It was a quick touch and he left, but his eyebrows raised slightly.
"No?" Jiang Hexue stood up and leaned closer to him, still looking at him eagerly, her voice as sweet as a bird's song. "You're not in prison right now, you can still kiss me on the lips."
After she finished speaking, she didn't know how to keep her lips tightly closed. She opened her mouth slightly, letting him see her white teeth as delicate as porcelain, and the nimble and soft tip of her tongue that he had felt countless times.
Shen Qingchen tried to calm down, but as expected, he ended in failure.
He finally raised his hand with a look of admiration, grabbed her lower back, and pulled her close to him.
Jiang Hexue became more aggressive, hugging his neck and sitting astride him, her lips moving closer and closer, rubbing the corner of his lips.
Shen Qingchen's hand moved up, pressing her butterfly bone and holding her tightly in his arms.
"Qiong Qiong," he said, his voice muffled and hoarse as he kissed her gently. "You're being mean to me again."
Jiang Hexue laughed triumphantly, panting softly in his ear deliberately: "I'm just teasing you."
"Be gentle, don't let others notice." She acted so boldly, and just when Shen Qingchen wanted to immerse himself deeply, she reminded him in a malicious way.
It allowed him to restrain himself from getting angry, and also allowed her to softly say to him, "Be happy."
"If you are unhappy in the future, ask me for a hug and a kiss."
"I'll coax you into submission."
Amidst the dense drum-like heartbeat, Shen Qingchen heard himself greedily asking, "Will you always coax me?"
Will you always be by my side?
Jiang Hexue softened in his arms, panting slightly as she agreed.
"certainly."
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Since then, Shen Qingchen seemed to be much happier. Although he still looked cold and indifferent to outsiders, when little He He came up to him eagerly, he would take the initiative to pick her up and tease her. Jiang Hexue also occasionally saw him getting up early to walk the dog.
But Jiang Hexue knew that he was still busy investigating Chen Zelin.
Since Fu Wang would not have the leisure to ask for the necklace, Jiang Hexue didn't think that he would have the leisure to make a fake one.
The frequent meetings between these two must have a bigger agenda behind them.
Bei Xuan and Long Lin have a sensitive relationship, and they might use these necklaces to frame him for smuggling or something like that.
But Jiang Hexue had no way to help him. Ever since she scared Fu Wang out of his wits on the Wanshou Festival, she had never wanted to see him again.
It happened that Shen Qingchen was busy, and she was busy too. She had not taken the time to pack her suitcase for several days, so she went back to Qianxiangfang to look after the store and mix incense.
Under the pretext of watching the store, he inquired about a person - Mengniang.
This was what she had finally learned after diligently inquiring from many sources since she learned about Shen Qingchen's life experience that day. He was a master in Longlin who was very good at restoring antiques.
She thought that perhaps with her superb skills, she could restore some of the statue of Princess Renshu to make the appearance of Shen Qingchen's biological mother clearer.
Make his vague impression more profound and a little more nostalgic.
Money is not a problem, the only worry is that such a world-famous master will not take the job. If Jiang Hexue were in his shoes, he would also feel that he would not take it.
Since there is only one statue of Princess Renshu and it has been in disrepair for a long time, everyone will be happy if it is successfully restored. However, if it is destroyed, not only will the effort be wasted without any money, but one's reputation will also be damaged.
So although she took great pains to deliver the letter to the master, she only held extremely slim hope, so she was quite shocked when she received the reply from the other party.
After he recovered from the shock, he immediately prepared gifts and went to the door. He was even more shocked to see that the address the other party left was Renshu Temple.
"Maybe he is a pilgrim from Renshu Temple." Jiang Hexue guessed so, climbed up the stairs, stopped in front of a remote guesthouse, and knocked on the door.
After waiting for half a cup of tea, the door was slowly pushed open.
Jiang Hexue met Wei Shutan's cold eyes in confusion.
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