Chapter 74 Chapter 74 The love in his eyes is so strong that it overflows
Jiang Hexue was completely enraged by Shen Qingchen's actions.
She bit his finger hard, looked at him with tears in her eyes, shook her head vigorously, and moved his palm to her lower abdomen.
But none of them are useful.
The spring breeze blew the brightly blooming double-petaled peach trees onto the water's surface, rippling the water. The delicate petals trembled in the rippling water.
Shen Qingchen restrained his fingertips from sinking in. His fingers touched Xiao He He the most, and her allergy was the most severe, so he was afraid of hurting her.
His eyes were fixed on her face, his long raven-feather eyelashes were wet and trembling slightly.
"Uncomfortable?" He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
Jiang Hexue shook her head with tears in her eyes.
"Don't you like it?" He asked this fatal and stubborn question again.
Jiang Hexue shook her head in grievance, biting and pushing his finger fiercely.
It was obvious that she bit him very hard, but he seemed to be unaware of the pain or unbearableness in his body. He didn't know when the thorn that pierced his heart at the end of the year had become so deep and heavy, piercing his heart to pieces. His fingers holding her cheek trembled slightly, and he couldn't hold back his tears.
"You just said you wanted me, why are you like this now?" Shen Qingchen leaned over and kissed away her tears. "It's comfortable. I like it. But you just don't want... you don't want me."
The salty and bitter taste spread across my mouth, mixed with tears, and I couldn't tell whose they were.
Jiang Hexue suddenly grabbed his wrist, and her eyes, which had just been slightly closed, opened wide. But then, her eyelashes fluttered weakly twice, and her teeth loosened.
It was as if she had given up all struggle and resistance in despair, becoming a puppet at his disposal.
"Do you feel... that I'm forcing you?" Shen Qingchen's hands froze and he asked softly.
Jiang Hexue didn't shake his head.
"I'm sorry." Shen Qingchen pulled his fingers away, letting them fall. He managed to catch his breath and repeated, "I'm sorry, Qiong Qiong."
He gently carried her to the edge of the pool, washed off the traces of alcohol on her body, stepped out of the bathtub, and got a towel for her.
He carefully draped it over her shoulders, not daring to touch even an inch of her skin with his fingertips, let alone wrapping her up like he usually did.
Jiang Hexue took the initiative to pull the towel tightly around her.
Shen Qingchen stood stiffly behind her, and after a moment, he gently took a step forward.
His shorts were soaked with water, and drops of water hit the blue bricks. He drooped his eyelashes and stared blankly at the gaps in the gilded blue bricks.
I don’t know what to say or what to do.
Even the pain has become numb.
He just thought dully that maybe he was wrong from the beginning.
As long as he knew that she was still safe and happy in this world, he should be content. It was he who was too cruel and greedy, always asking for more from her.
She had to go to great lengths to deceive him.
A little affection was enough. He shouldn't have expected so much, leading to the embarrassing situation he and her are in now...
"Qingqing Zhaohua." But at this time, Jiang Hexue called him, her voice was soft and hoarse, but she called him so intimately.
Shen Qingchen looked at her in shock, and heard her soft voice: "Hold me."
Before his mind could think clearly, his body responded first. He walked to her side, bent down and picked her up.
"Go to the couch." Jiang Hexue held the edge of the towel with one hand and hugged his neck with the other. "I want to drink some water."
Shen Qingchen followed her instructions and placed her neatly beside the couch. He then went outside to get a kettle and two teacups. As usual, he poured himself some water to test the temperature. When he saw that it was just right, he filled the cup to eight-tenths and handed it to her.
Jiang Hexue drank the whole cup from his hand, and her dry throat was finally relieved.
"You should have a few too," she said. "Once your throat feels better, go change your wet clothes."
After thinking about it, and fearing that he would dawdle, she calmed down and said, "No more than a cup of tea. Go as fast as possible. No random thoughts."
Shen Qingchen obediently responded "Okay", added another cup for her, drank one himself, opened the wardrobe to take out a set of clean undergarments, and returned to the clean room.
"Xue Lan, Xue Lan." Jiang Hexue used another glass of water and called out in a hoarse voice.
Xue Lan's voice came from the roof: "The servant is here."
"Send His Highness the medicine for his allergies," Jiang Hexue said one by one. "And ask what the allergy is and how long it's lasted..."
She heard Xue Lan say "yes," and then said calmly, "Princess, it's dog hair. He's been suffering from allergies since he was young."
Xue Lan flew away, and Jiang Hexue was still in a daze. After a while, he closed his eyes lightly to suppress his tears.
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Shen Qingchen was the most punctual person. She returned to the room without a second's delay. Before she reached the bed, she smelled a familiar smell of medicine.
He paused slightly. Jiang Hexue, who was sitting on the couch, had already beckoned him. When he approached, she patted the edge of the couch and said, "Sit down."
He sat down obediently, three steps away from her, staring blankly at the bowl of medicine.
"Hold me." Jiang Hexue opened her arms towards him.
Shen Qingchen didn't know why she changed like this, but she did as she was told, pulled her out of the quilt, held her in her arms, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
He lowered his eyes to glance at her, but the ties of her pajamas were extremely loose. He didn't dare to look and hurriedly untied them.
Jiang Hexue reached for the medicine bowl, scooped some with a porcelain spoon, puffed out his cheeks, blew twice, and fed it to him.
“I’ll do it myself…” Before Shen Qingchen could finish her words, a porcelain spoon was pressed against her lips. She was stunned for a moment, and then she had to use it.
Jiang Hexue then fed him another spoonful, and he had no choice but to drink it all up one spoonful at a time from her hand.
I still didn't know what to say. I sat there stiffly, not daring to use force with my hands, waiting for her verdict.
"Saying 'no' doesn't mean I hate you or want to abandon you. I'm just afraid that you'll be too tired to speak after this, and I'll let you deal with your emotions by yourself, and I won't notice anything." But Jiang Hexue said this.
Shen Qingchen’s body stiffened slightly.
"So I was very angry when you acted like that just now. But I didn't feel like you were forcing me or anything like that. It's not that serious. I just wanted to give you a chance to explain."
"I don't want you to be angry. I don't want you to mistakenly think that I'm forcing you to fulfill your obligations and that you're trying to please me." She gently held his hand. "We are husband and wife, equals."
Shen Qingchen finally lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyelashes trembling violently.
"There are too many misunderstandings between us. Let's explain them one by one today." Jiang Hexue parted his fingers and intertwined them with his. Her voice, now full of water, was as sweet and gentle as usual. "But no matter what, you must remember—"
"Zhaohua, I love you."
"I can prove it. In any way, as many times as you need, whenever and wherever."
Every word she said was true and didn't seem fake at all. Shen Qingchen unconsciously exerted force on his hand, holding her hand tighter and tighter in his palm.
"I can roughly guess." For the first time, Jiang Hexue snuggled in his arms obediently, not pinching his knuckles or playing with his hair. "Let's talk about today first, Fu Wang."
"I never thought of running away with him. There is absolutely no private relationship between us." She raised her hand and swore. "He said he wanted to tell me your secret."
"It was raining so hard that the return journey was delayed. Fu Wang suddenly said that something was wrong with the pedal. Then your arrow flew over," she explained.
"I have to go see him." Shen Qingchen said awkwardly. He really hated this person.
"Then I'll ask you?" Jiang Hexue snorted softly. "I asked you, and you lied to me."
"I asked you if you went to Liangzhou to look for me, and you said you did, and Jiang Tao told you, 'I went to Beixuan to visit relatives.'" Seeing his confusion, she challenged him. "But Fu Wang told me that Jiang Tao told you that I died of illness. You're crazy."
The room was eerily quiet. For at least a split second.
"I'm not crazy." Shen Qingchen defended.
"You're not crazy. You're just pointing an arrow at him and want the entire Zhenbei Marquis Mansion to be buried with me." Jiang Hexue blinked.
Shen Qingchen was speechless, then nodded and admitted it after a moment.
"I don't think he's crazy either. He just fainted." Jiang Hexue kissed his wrist, which was gradually getting less red and swollen. "It's a pity I wasn't there and didn't see it with my own eyes."
Shen Qingchen's tense expression relaxed a little, but he was still awake. He touched the bracelet on his wrist again and looked at her.
Jiang Hexue tilted his head to think for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Did Fu Wang... wear it for you to see? When? Was it around the end of the year?"
An inaudible "hmm" made her frown. After a moment, she could no longer endure it and cursed, "Despicable and shameless bitch!"
Shen Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and suppressed the corners of his lips that wanted to rise. He raised his long fingers slightly and gently stroked her back: "Anger is harmful to your body."
"Your depression is also harmful to your health." Jiang Hexue grabbed his sleeve and looked at him eagerly. "It's a long story..."
She explained slowly, and even after she finished, she felt it was ridiculous: "It's all Xiao Qionghua's fault! I'm going to cut off its food supply!"
Shen Qingchen remained silent. She only slowly realized that she had never thought of looking for Fu Wang during the New Year's Eve.
"Anything else?" Jiang Hexue asked. She couldn't think of anything else.
"I'm packing my suitcases to go to Jiangzhou with Heye." Shen Qingchen didn't look at her directly, so as not to reveal her emotions too much, and asked as calmly as possible. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"...I'm telling you the truth, and you absolutely must not get angry." Jiang Hexue said with a guilty conscience at first.
Shen Qingchen nodded: "No."
At most, I would tell him that I was tired of being with him, that the novelty had worn off, or perhaps I wanted to break up with him and go somewhere else to relax and have fun...
As long as she doesn't have that rotten guy Fu Wang in her heart, she seems to be able to accept it...it's just very difficult.
"I wanted him to take Rongchang with me, and I'd take you with me, so we could go to Jiangzhou and relax." But Jiang Hexue said this. "But I was afraid you'd refuse, so I thought of flirting with you at the end."
Shen Qingchen's breath was choked, and after a moment he whispered: "It's useless for them to act coquettishly."
"Only my coquettishness works!" Jiang Hexue understood quickly at this moment, looking at him with sparkling eyes, shaking his sleeve. "Then will my husband go or not——"
She was not satisfied with shaking, she simply leaned over and rubbed her head against his shoulder: "My husband is the best, the best——"
"Go." Shen Qingchen felt his body getting hot and dry.
Jiang Hexue cheered and came over to kiss him on the cheek.
Shen Qingchen didn't push or respond, and asked her with the last bit of clarity: "It's the first time... Why don't you love me?"
Jiang Hexue recalled it and her face turned red.
"Shame." She looked away.
"But I can tell you now." She stumbled, half-lifting her eyelashes. "Chen Qingchen, Jiang Hexue loves you."
The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, until it was almost inaudible.
But Shen Qingchen still raised his eyebrows and curved his lips, laughing out loud.
"I've explained it clearly." Jiang Hexue buried herself in his arms and whispered. "Have you been comforted?"
Shen Qingchen hummed softly, "Will you be embarrassed if you do that?"
"How...?" Jiang Hexue lowered his eyes and looked.
Lengbai's long fingers gently rested on the straps of her nightgown.
Shen Qingchen lifted her chin and looked at her.
The love in his eyes was so strong that it overflowed.
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The author has something to say: We have made up, really made up, and I am no longer jealous [burst into tears] Zhaohua and Qiongqiong are both good kids [shy] Please read the last two chapters quickly.
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