Chapter 86 Chapter 86 I also want to do the last step
Liangzhou is located in the northernmost part of Longlin. At the quarter past ten o'clock in the morning, the sky was still bright. The azure sky was vast and the setting sun was like molten gold among the clouds.
Shen Qingchen raised his eyes.
Orange-gold spots of light fell on the layers of peony petals in the house, and then on the girl standing gracefully among the flowers, giving her a warm halo.
"Look at the longevity noodles I made myself. Do they look good?" Jiang Hexue said with a sweet smile.
Shen Qingchen lowered her eyes as she was told.
A wooden tray, a blue and white porcelain bowl. A mirror-clear broth, thin, translucent beef, juicy green cabbage, a smooth, round egg, and a coiled longevity noodle.
A few drops of light yellow, translucent cooked butter floated on the surface of the soup.
Everything was exactly the same as the bowl of longevity noodles he had made for her on her birthday last year.
Shen Qingchen was a little dazed. He stared at the end of the longevity noodles for a while, not knowing whether it was the head or the tail, before slowly raising his eyes and looking at Jiang Hexue again.
She curled her lips, revealing her delicate, porcelain-white teeth. Her eyes curved slightly, and her smile was brighter than the peonies blooming in the room.
The peony that does not belong to midsummer and expresses love, and the girl who is so beautiful that she seems to not belong to this world and is like a fairy from the ninth heaven descended to the mortal world.
His heartbeat was so rapid that his breathing became disordered.
Their eyes were glued to one spot, no one looked away, and there was no Little Qionghua trying to steal the beef to cause trouble.
In the room filled with the elegant fragrance of peony flowers, they stared at each other for a long time, and no one spoke again.
It was not until Jiang Hexue slightly twisted her ankle, which was sore from standing, that Shen Qingchen came back to his senses and remembered that he still had something to answer her.
"Okay," he said.
"What's good?" Jiang Hexue had forgotten that he had not answered her previous question and was stunned.
"The appearance of longevity noodles." Shen Qingchen explained.
"Is it only the longevity noodles that look good?" Jiang Hexue was amused by him and laughed out loud, and asked deliberately.
"Peony is also good." Shen Qingchen answered in a serious tone. "Princess Qingqing is the best."
Jiang Hexue's ears turned red when he heard him address her in such a long time, and in such a serious tone.
"Try it first." She urged, looking away.
Cooking noodles was easy for her, but she had to practice the skills of cutting beef and making soup for a long time.
The girl in front of him had her lips slightly curled up, her body slightly leaned, her eyes looking at him with sparkling hope, and she didn't hide her expectation at all, making it impossible for him to say a perfunctory compliment, let alone a denial.
Shen Qingchen picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.
The beef is tender and crispy, the noodles are soft and sticky, the cabbage is crispy, and the soup is delicious... ?
He dipped the tip of his chopsticks in some noodle soup and touched it to the tip of his tongue.
It seems that no salt was added.
"Does it taste good?" Jiang Hexue asked at this moment.
It certainly cannot be said to be bad.
But if I say yes, what if she comes over to try it right after?
Shen Qingchen thought for a moment and decided to destroy the physical evidence first.
So he said "hmm" vaguely and concentrated on eating the longevity noodles.
Jiang Hexue looked at the young man in surprise as he moved a little hurriedly.
Is it so delicious?
She remembered that he was usually quite slow in eating...it must be that the time for meals during a march was too tight, making it difficult for him to adjust in the short term.
After figuring out the reason, he couldn't help but feel distressed and called out softly, "Zhao Hua."
Shen Qingchen moved even faster, finishing the entire bowl of longevity noodles in no time, leaving not a drop of soup. Only then did he put down his spoon and chopsticks, his body slightly stiff.
It was really too fast for him. It was a bit uncomfortable.
Fortunately, she should have planned to have something else, and the longevity noodles were just for a good omen, so the portion was very small. Otherwise, he would probably be bloated by now.
"I can see that you like it." Fortunately, Jiang Hexue did not doubt him and said with a smile.
Shen Qingchen calmed down a bit, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and carefully cleaned his mouth with tea. He was about to get up and walk towards her, but he heard her say again: "Close your eyes again."
"What do you want to do?" Shen Qingchen did not immediately agree to her request. He could not get enough of looking at her.
"Birthday gift." Jiang Hexue walked over with her skirt lifted. Seeing that he refused, she reached out to cover his eyes.
The soft white palm covered her cheek, and Shen Qingchen couldn't help moving her eyelashes. When she heard her laugh from being tickled, she coaxed her, "Be good."
He closed his eyes obediently and heard her send the tray away. It seemed as if she was walking around in the private room. Then, there was a short, crisp sound in his ears, but he did not hear the heavy sound of a brocade box hitting the table.
Shen Qingchen became more and more curious. When she announced that "you can open your eyes", although she was almost impatient, she still raised her eyelashes with a reserved attitude.
But when his eyes fell on the birthday gift in front of him, it was difficult to maintain his calm and restraint.
It was a layer of moon-white silk handkerchiefs wrapped in the shape of a peony, tied with a vermilion heart-shaped knot in the center and two golden bells in the shape of swimming fish at the end, which should be the source of the loud noise just now.
"Untie it." Jiang Hexue saw that he was in a daze and urged him with a smile.
Shen Qingchen slowly raised her finger and placed it on the heart knot, fiddling with it for a few times, but she didn't know how to untie it without damaging the shape of the peony, so she raised her eyelashes again to ask her.
"Just take it off. If you like it, I'll put it back together for you." Jiang Hexue understood and couldn't help laughing.
Shen Qingchen then did as he was told and carefully unwrapped the delicate silk handkerchief, revealing the birthday gift inside.
It was an embroidered handkerchief. It was an embroidered handkerchief she had embroidered herself.
On the moon-white background is embroidered a silver fish wagging its tail freely, and a red cat lies on its back on the fish, with its tail affectionately hooked around the fish's, showing their love for each other.
She must have fumigated the embroidered handkerchief with his usual scent of Spring in the Snow, but this time it still carried her unique and delicate fragrance, which penetrated into the tip of his nose, lingering and lingering.
Shen Qingchen didn't know how long she had been staring at him before she raised her eyes with difficulty and looked at Jiang Hexue who was smiling.
“Actually, I struggled with the pattern for a long time, and finally I decided on this. On the one hand, it’s because my embroidery skills are poor and I can’t embroider something too complicated. On the other hand, it’s because I want to use this embroidery pattern to say…” She deliberately left the topic open, asking Shen Qingchen to ask.
When he asked, Fang continued with a smile: "I gave 'Xue' to Xiao Qionghua, 'He' to Xiao Hehe, and 'Jiang' is for you."
"Xiao Jiang Cat, give it to the little angelfish."
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Perhaps people are unable to speak when their emotions are extremely turbulent.
At least that's what Shen Qingchen is like.
His breathing and heartbeat were both disordered and out of rhythm, and it became increasingly difficult to calm down when he was stared at by her watery eyes.
Shen Qingchen always restrained himself towards Jiang Hexue. Even after all the misunderstandings were resolved, he never expressed too much, let alone mentioned to her the long-standing love that had lasted since childhood.
But now, the emotions that have been hidden in my heart for many years are like the sound of a piano, breaking through the musician's regular fingering and pouring out freely.
He suddenly realized that Jiang Hexue treated him more seriously than he had expected.
He was sensitive, suspicious, and worried about gains and losses. He was always jealous of her and never expected equal affection from her.
I just feel that it is enough as it was before, and that it is fine.
But Jiang Hexue did not take it lightly and kept proving to him that she loved him enough, more than he expected.
Doing her best to give him a sense of security.
Now, he who was insatiable has finally been satisfied.
Shen Qingchen curled his fingers slightly, and after a moment, he finally pressed them against his chest impatiently, trying to calm his disordered heartbeat.
But the results are minimal.
There was only a ray of clarity in his chaotic thoughts.
The girl he had been in love with for many years was now his wife, a wife who shared his thoughts and feelings and was deeply in love with him.
The empty space in my heart that had been there for many years was finally filled, so full that it made me feel at ease and happy.
Shen Qingchen raised his eyelashes again, looked at her, and walked quickly to her side.
He should have said something before lowering his head to kiss her, so he just held her hand, but he didn't know what to say when his thin lips moved.
So he followed his heart and gently called out "Madam".
Jiang Hexue couldn't help laughing at his youthfulness. She responded seriously, then quickly stood on tiptoe and gave him a light kiss on the corner of his lips.
Shen Qingchen was caught off guard. Before she could reach out to hug him, she stepped back and smiled at him: "We have to wait a moment. My husband has to close his eyes again."
Shen Qingchen was helpless, and couldn't refuse her carefully prepared kindness, so he reluctantly let go and closed his eyes.
This time the wait was longer, about a quarter of an hour.
But when he opened his eyes again, he was so surprised that his body was stiff, and his eyes were fixed on her, unable to move an inch away.
The girl in front changed into a lavender dance costume. The top was short, revealing her entire slender white waist.
The shape of her skirt was also very unique. It was a dance skirt with a wavy tail at the back, and the front hem had not yet covered her knees. Her feet were bare, and the golden bells on her ankles were eye-catching. They made crisp sounds as she danced and to the music.
Shen Qingchen stared at Jiang Hexue dancing in front of him without blinking.
This is a traditional folk dance of Liangzhou, which is passionate and unrestrained. Her steps are graceful and her skirt blooms like a flower when she spins. Her smile is brighter than the peonies in the room, and her eyes are charming and full of affection.
The dance music faded, and she moved closer to him as she danced.
The last note of the song suddenly ended, but her steps seemed to be disordered, and she stepped on the hem of her skirt that dragged on the ground, and fell straight towards him.
Shen Qingchen quickly pulled the person into his arms and asked worriedly, "Are you hurt?"
He exerted force with his arms, placed her on the table, and bent down to examine her ankles.
But Jiang Hexue raised his foot and lightly stepped on his shoulder.
"It's such a shame, it still went wrong in the end," she lowered her eyes to meet his, but her smile lacked any regret. "Thanks to my husband's support, it ended perfectly."
Shen Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "Lie to me?"
"I want a hug from my husband." Jiang Hexue admitted, blinking cunningly.
"Just hug?" Shen Qingchen asked, holding her ankles and hugging her with the other hand.
Jiang Hexue leaned towards him and asked for a kiss.
Shen Qingchen didn't lean over immediately, but pressed the edge of her skirt with his fingers, his voice slightly hoarse: "Do you still want to go out for a walk?"
If you want, go with her first. He was afraid that he would lose control.
"If I want," Jiang Hexue looked at him with a smile, and put her arms around his neck, pushing him down. "We're done shopping, where are we going back to?"
"Posthouse." Shen Qingchen replied.
The beds there will be wider and more comfortable than those in the barracks, and bathing will be more convenient.
Jiang Hexue laughed knowingly.
"I won't go back to the inn," she said, her lips touching his lips vaguely. "My husband, I don't think I've told you before."
"When she was young, Qiong Qiong loved to play and would occasionally stay at Zuixian Pavilion. So this private room," she hinted. "It has a comfortable, spacious bed, and a clean room."
Shen Qingchen's eyelashes trembled suddenly.
"If you want to take the last step, don't worry." He heard the girl in his arms smile and make it clear.
"Husband, I want to too."
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The author has something to say: Everyone please go and look at my character cards in the New Testament!!!
Today is a happy day to get a cute character card [Let me see]
But it was a day of panicking looking at the empty draft box [burst into tears]
(Someone noticed that Ye has a new honor for continuous writing [shy])
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