As she wished



As she wished

Feng Zhengxian was born into the wealthiest family in Lingnan, and he always wanted the best and most expensive things.

The last time I visited the Xie residence, I expressed my strong dissatisfaction with its simple furnishings.

This time, however, it wasn't mentioned much.

It wasn't because his standards had dropped, but because it was too stifling to stay at home recovering from his injury—Yue Mingzhang had explicitly forbidden him from wandering around Mingzhou City with his injured leg, and he wasn't even allowed to leave the mansion.

Finally, someone came to control him, and Mingzhu naturally sided with the outsider, obeying the orders of the Prefect in everything.

No matter how nice a mansion is, it's just a cage if you can't go out. So after receiving Xie Chengnan's message, Feng Zhengxian started packing his bedding without saying a word—his precious brocade quilt.

Yue Mingzhang knew he was really eager to get rid of him, so he didn't stop him. He had Mingzhu take him to the Xie residence and pick him up in two days.

Considering the extravagant lifestyle of this young master of the Feng family—and of course, the fact that Xie Chengnan had injured him—Xie Chengnan gave him ample face this time, treating him with the highest standards of the Xie family.

However, there were not many habitable rooms in the Xie family mansion. Xie Chengnan gave his own room to him, while he himself went to the west courtyard where Qiu Qing also lived.

After spending the night together at Qiu's residence the day before yesterday, their relationship did not improve; instead, it became more complicated.

This subtlety is not very clear when important matters are at hand, but becomes more apparent when one is alone.

When Xie Chengnan entered the room, Qiu Qing was also reading a book by the window. He was reading the thick book, "The Secret Essentials of the Outer Terrace".

Lin Yi vaguely remembered this book; it seemed to have been compiled during the Tang or Song Dynasty. During a joint event with the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, his mentor once pointed to it and joked, "The only advantage of our major is that we don't have to study such thick books." At the time, Lin Yi never imagined that he would encounter this book again in this fictional world, much less that he would one day willingly study it.

Lin Yi heard Xie Chengnan push the door open and entered. She looked up and saw him holding a quilt, and was speechless for a moment.

Xie Chengnan explained dryly, "There aren't many usable rooms in the mansion. I gave him my room, so he might have to squeeze in with you for the next couple of days."

Lin blinked: "Oh... then you can put it down."

Xie Chengnan placed his quilt next to Qiu Qingye's.

The dark brocade and the light blue brocade blended harmoniously in color. Xie Chengnan was so captivated by the sight that he forgot what he was about to say.

After saying that, Lin Yi buried himself in his book again, but with a living person next to him, he could no longer concentrate on his work.

She thought Xie Chengnan would leave after putting down his things. But after waiting for a while, he didn't make a move, and she couldn't tell from his back what he was thinking.

Lin Yi carefully chose her words before speaking: "I didn't expect there to be no empty rooms in the manor." Afraid that Xie Chengnan wouldn't understand her meaning, she added, "It's really not that I invited him over on purpose because I wanted to be alone with you."

That's a bit too hasty in distancing yourself. Seeing Xie Chengnan's not-so-good expression, Lin Yi added, "I didn't mean to look down on you when I said that."

Okay, once, twice, and three times.

Xie Chengnan left her completely speechless.

Lin Yi was secretly annoyed. She was usually quite shrewd and articulate, so why had she been speaking incoherently and incoherently these past few days?

After this incident, both of them forgot that Xie Chengnan could have easily shared a room with Cang Xie.

Although Feng Zhengxian may seem unreliable, he is very efficient. Even while in the Xie residence, his demeanor is remarkably efficient.

It's unclear how they communicated, but after Xie Chengnan and Lin Yi explained the general situation to him, Mingzhu came to the residence. Feng Zhengxian gave instructions on what needed to be investigated, and that was considered the task completed.

Although Xie Chengnan moved his bedding, he couldn't stay in Qiu Qingye's room all the time, so he spent his days in the study.

However, now there is inevitably another person in the study, Feng Zhengxian, who has nowhere else to go but to stay at the Xie residence.

At this moment, the young master of the Feng family occupied the only couch in the study, with his legs bent and cheeks propped up, eating the purple grapes on the tray one after another, not even stopping him from spitting out the skins, acting more like the master than Xie Chengnan.

"How's your Gu technique coming along?" He was referring to the spiders and scorpions that Xie Chengnan had asked him to bring earlier.

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it, because as soon as he did, Xie Chengnan's face darkened.

"You didn't forget, did you?" Feng Zhengxian's heart skipped a beat.

He had completely forgotten. These days, Xie Chengnan had been busy with the Xinglin Medical Clinic and hadn't had time to feed them. Fearing that the little guys might sneak out and hurt people, he simply locked them all in the woodshed.

It hasn't climbed out for so long, it's probably dried up by now.

"Do you still have any?" Xie Chengnan asked, seemingly nonchalantly.

Judging from his appearance, one could tell that the batch of poisons must have already passed away. Feng Zhengxian was furious: "Do you know how hard it is to find that stuff?"

Xie Chengnan retorted, "Could something possibly be difficult for the dignified young master of Qiancaotang?"

Feng Zhengxian was easily swayed by flattery, and his tone softened. He cleared his throat and said, "Although my Feng family is wealthy and powerful, those are spiders from Fujian, of exceptionally high quality. Do you think they're the kind that just crawl around on street corners and roof beams spinning their webs?"

Xie Chengnan casually replied, "Yes, yes, your spider is naturally exceptional."

"Pah! Why don't you just say 'eighteen kinds'?"

The two exchanged a few more words, and Xie Chengnan said, "This matter is not urgent, we'll talk about it later."

Feng Zhengxian glanced at him several times.

Although Xie Chengnan didn't explicitly say that the matter of the spider practicing Gu poison was related to the old stories of the Marquis's mansion that he wanted to investigate. These old stories had always been a thorn in his heart, piercing him to the bone at the slightest provocation. So why wasn't he in a hurry now?

"What are you thinking? Wasn't the Liu family case closed? Why do you still need to investigate?"

"It means 'clear'."

"Sister-in-law? Her clinic is all fine now?" Feng Zhengxian asked curiously.

"Let her investigate if she wants; I also find this matter somewhat suspicious."

"No way, Xiao Nanzi, are you spoiling her like this?" Feng Zhengxian's cheeky eyes suddenly loomed closer. "What's wrong? Tell me the truth, you two aren't serious, are you?"

Xie Chengnan retorted, "A proper wedding ceremony, how could it be fake?"

"Come on, you're just trying to fool others. Do you think I don't know you? Qiu Qing's reputation in Mingzhou City isn't good. While not everyone hates her, she's someone that even the young masters of noble families avoid like the plague. I've heard about it myself. If this were before, would you have even looked at her?"

"Besides, did you two have any prior relationship?" Feng Zhengxian held up one finger and waved it from side to side. "As far as I know, no, we didn't."

He was far away in Lingnan, yet he knew perfectly well whether he had any connection with Qiu Qing.

Xie Chengnan couldn't help but deeply doubt whether he was too simple-minded. Otherwise, how could even a fool know his secrets so well?

"Besides, are you the kind of person who takes life seriously?"

...

Feng Zhengxian was still rattling off a list when Xie Chengnan was stumped by his question.

Is he someone who can live a serious life?

In the past, if someone had asked him this question, Xie Chengnan would have not even looked at the person and decisively said "no".

He was used to being a carefree young nobleman, neglecting his duties, squandering his family fortune, and showing no interest in anything.

This is what people first think of when they mention Xie Chengnan. But in reality, he harbored too many schemes and too many unfulfilled desires.

Those thoughts bound him, swelling and tangling within him, but on the surface, he remained calm and indifferent.

The future was as thick, blurry, and viscous as a fog, and he was too preoccupied to care for himself.

His mansion was so dilapidated and run-down that it was worse than that of an ordinary merchant in Mingzhou City. There was really no future in following him. Many girls in Mingzhou City were attracted to his appearance, but no noble lady was willing to marry him.

Of course, he had no such intention.

Are he and Qiu Qingye serious?

Obviously not.

But what's done is done, so why can't we just live with it seriously?

For the first seventeen years of his life, Xie Chengnan could not have imagined how he would get along with his wife one day, because that figure was too vague in his mind.

But now that he's a husband, regardless of their initial intentions, things are relatively harmonious. Far from being averse to this relationship, he feels somewhat at ease with it. It's like a piece of driftwood unexpectedly bumping into another piece of driftwood.

Perhaps it's because he hasn't had anyone to stand shoulder to shoulder with for too long.

"No way, no way, Xie Chengnan?" Feng Zhengxian slapped him hard. "Judging from your expression, there's definitely a story behind this. It's not like you're just having a one-sided crush, is it?!"

"You're already married, what's with this longing?" Xie Chengnan slapped him away.

Feng Zhengxian persisted, saying, "But judging from your sister-in-law's behavior, she doesn't seem to care about you at all."

"If you ask me, she thinks that clinic is more important than you, and that Xue girl is ahead of you in the rankings too." Feng Zhengxian clicked his tongue, then shook his head exaggeratedly, "Difficult, as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Ignoring the man's mockery, Xie Chengnan quieted down.

For him, it didn't matter whether it was true or false. But what about Qiu Qingye? What was she thinking? Was she willing to continue living with this mistake?

Judging from the last test, she is probably unwilling.

Then let's do as she wishes and maintain the status quo.

The car stopped in front of the Laiyue Teahouse, its luxury attracting the attention of passersby. This was only after Xie Chengnan had repeatedly reminded them to be more discreet.

"Young Master Feng, do you want to be even more flamboyant?"

"Really? I'm already being very modest about my wealth." Feng Zhengxian genuinely felt that he was now humble and reserved, a far cry from his former self.

Then I received two eye rolls in return.

"Look at the copper bells hanging on the four corners of the carriage, and the embroidered saddle and bridle on the horse's back. You call that subtlety?"

"I've already had the gold leaf and gemstones removed. Isn't that subtle enough?"

"..."

It's true that you can't communicate with people who are too rich using normal thinking.

"Stop arguing, you two. Why don't you go inside? Are you just sitting here like sitting ducks?" Lin Yi finally spoke up, ending the two children's bickering.

The three of them came down one by one, and just as they were about to enter the teahouse, Xie Chengnan quickly turned his head to look back where they had come from.

Startled by his movement, Lin Yi looked over, but saw nothing. The vendors and pedestrians on the street continued their usual noisy activities. "What's wrong?" she asked.

Xie Chengnan then clearly felt a gaze upon him, or perhaps not his, but that of the three of them.

He shook his head and took Qiu Qingye's hand: "It's nothing."

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