Song Lin took out the folding dagger he always carried with him. "Remember, this is what you gave me. The copper plate marriage certificate on it was engraved and hammered by you personally. The cloud pattern forging surface and the spring buckle were all cast and polished by you personally.
You said that you would add your name to the list once you found your family."
Shen Xu was slightly stunned. He reached out to take the dagger, and gently stroked the contents of the copperplate marriage certificate on it with his fingertips. "Look at the peach blossoms on this day, it is a good match for the family. I predict that in the future, we will be equals, knowing each other and respecting each other..."
The words on it were indeed written by her, and the spring castings were probably made by her as well.
But she has made more things and given away more things...
Shen Xu suddenly remembered the scene of himself giving the fan to Pei Zhiyuan. He flipped through it as if it were a treasure, unable to let it go, and yet so carefully, protecting it as if it were his own.
Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she gripped the knife tightly in her hand. Her fingers moved silently towards the mechanism that ejected the blade. She now had a thousand impulses in her heart, wanting to eject the blade of the dagger and stab him a few times when he was not prepared.
But for the final battle, she chose to endure.
It would be too easy for him to die like this.
Shen Xu thought secretly, she didn't know how she had fallen so headlong into love with him in the past. Maybe it was really because of his beauty as Liu Zhang analyzed?
Thinking that I have forgotten him so completely now, I probably don't love him that much anymore.
She quietly loosened her grip and returned the dagger to him.
"Since it's a gift from me, I just hope you can use it. As long as Master Jiang finds it useful, that's all."
Song Lin hummed and asked softly, "Xiu Xiu, can you please call me Ah Lin like before? Don't call me Young Master Jiang. It always feels... a little strange."
"Okay, Young Master Jiang."
"You!" Song Lin hugged her shoulders tightly, looking angry and threatening: "Did you do this on purpose? If you don't behave, I will punish you."
Shen Xu hooked his neck, leaned in close and nuzzled his cheek with the tip of her nose. She asked in an ambiguous tone, "Then how does Young Master Jiang plan to punish me?"
"Greedy cat." Song Lin stroked her cheek gently and kissed her lips. He put his big hand into her clothes and stroked the lines of her side through the slightly warm fabric.
Shen Xu endured his teasing with a stiff body, but seemed unwilling to be outdone and teased and seduced him. The two of them hugged each other and rolled on the couch, rubbing against each other and becoming intimate.
Song Lin had no ability to resist her temptation. He simply took off her heavy and cumbersome coat, pulled her into his arms, and began to kiss her passionately.
"Xiu Xiu, you have to get better soon and remember it soon..." He held her face, his eyes full of tenderness and hope.
The corners of Shen Xu's eyes flushed red, and she clung to his neck weakly. The ambiguity just now made her cheeks flush, and her voice trembled slightly with breathlessness, "Master Jiang, tell me, will your father not tolerate me?"
"No, you are my legally married wife, no one can separate us."
"But no one here acknowledges your past in Haoyue Country. I am now the regent princess of Haoyue Country, who is hated by everyone..."
Song Lin covered her body and reached out to grab her wrist. "My past does not need anyone's approval. I have always been me. I was the little constable in Qingxi Town, the Song Jingshi of Xuanjing Division, and the husband of the female prime minister of Haoyue Country... I have always been me.
My Xiuxiu and my uncle both fought for the Haoyue Nation. I don't think there's anything shameful about my past, nor do I think it's shameful to have fought for the Haoyue Nation."
He raised his hand to touch the scar on his chest, and suddenly said solemnly, "I'm just an ordinary man. I'm only loyal to my heart. Although he gave birth to me, he didn't fulfill his responsibility of raising me. The love between you and me is as deep as the ocean. No one can replace it, and no one can destroy your place in my heart."
If not, we can have a new wedding. You are my wife and you should live in my house."
Shen Xu looked at him saying these words sincerely, and her eyes unconsciously became moist. Her heart began to waver and become tangled. When she saw the marriage certificate hammered out of copper on the dagger, she was actually shaken.
From the caution and solemnity revealed between the lines, although she could not remember what kind of mood she was in when she typed the marriage certificate, she could guess that she must have been crazy to do such a thing.
She repeatedly convinced herself in her heart that she must have been young and impulsive at the time, and now that she had forgotten him so completely, she must not love him. He forced Pei Zhiyuan to death, so how could he deserve her love!
Looking at her red eyes, Song Lin thought she was worried that her status as the Regent Princess would be hindered in Yanyang Congress, "Xiu Xiu, I'm Song Lin, my last name is not Jiang, I'm Shen Xiu's husband, we're already married, we have a marriage certificate and witnesses.
If you want to be with me, you don't need to ask anyone else's opinion.
If Yanyang Country refuses to acknowledge our relationship, we will go to Haoyue Country, to any place in the world where outsiders don't need to acknowledge our relationship."
"Master Jiang, but..."
"No buts." Seeing her wavering look, he lowered his head and took her words into his mouth, blocking her mouth with a kiss.
Shen Xu was kissed so hard that he felt weak all over. His body was like a pile of batter, lying messily on the couch.
She buried her head in the pillow, her flushed face full of charm. She waved her hands and begged for mercy with disordered breathing, "Okay, okay...I won't argue with you anymore."
"Are you surrendering already?" Song Lin calmly untied his belt, grabbed her hand and pressed it against his abdominal muscles. "Didn't you love touching my belly the most before?"
"Ah——" Shen Xu subconsciously retracted his hand, but he was pressed firmly on the flexible skin.
"You were so bold back then. You took advantage of me the first time we met. You stared at me for ages even when I was just changing clothes. Why are you so reserved now?"
Shen Xu closed her eyes, suppressing the desire to be set on fire and burn everywhere. Her wavering heart made her panic.
She tried to sort out the mess of love and hate intertwined in her emotions, and fight against the liking in her subconscious.
Feeling the familiar touch, memories of her body seemed to come flooding back. What Song Lin said was absolutely right. Deep down in her heart, she just liked this feeling.
Even though her conscious mind kept warning her with the stimulation of Pei Zhiyuan's death, her body still honestly enjoyed the feeling.
Looking at her increasingly red cheeks, Song Lin raised his lips and smiled, then leaned over to whisper in her ear, "It's okay, you'll always remember it."
"Don't do this..." She said in a hoarse voice, as if warning him, and also as if warning herself.
Once the fire spreads, it's unstoppable. With such an inextricable entanglement, she couldn't tell how many times she had made love with him.
Standing before her own heart, she began to doubt for the first time.
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