Chapter 9 Chapter 9 She saw something growing under his right eye...
She noticed a small mole under his right eye, which added a touch of charm to his fair, jade-like face.
Lingchuan quietly put his hand into his sleeve and stroked the pattern on the purse.
The touch of the silk thread slightly relieved her anxiety. Lingchuan didn't apply any lip balm and nervously pursed her dry lips.
Her lips were always open like dry petals, and through the narrow gap between her upper and lower lips, he could see a row of teeth clenched in nervousness and anxiety.
"Young Master Qin..."
Her hands were shaking. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief and asked in a nonchalant tone,
"I'm not here for anything else, I just want to ask you one question, why do you want to marry me?"
"I don't know Miss Lingchuan. If I say that I love you to death, it would be too hypocritical."
Qin Sizhao lowered his head and chuckled, then suddenly put on a serious expression and looked at her eyes that were glistening with tears.
"Lingchuan, before I passed the imperial examination, I ran a clinic and saw all kinds of dying people. The moment I saw you, I inexplicably felt that if I left you alone, you wouldn't live long. Out of my sense of responsibility as a doctor, I wanted to save you."
Lingchuan didn't dare to look at him.
"You're being a bit arrogant. I'm living a good life, and you're saying I'm going to die young for no reason..."
She clenched her teeth.
Is it that obvious?
Even Qin Sizhao, who had only met her twice, could see that she was planning to commit suicide.
He proposed to her because he wanted to save her life.
Lingchuan simply didn't know where to put his hands.
She glanced at the small mole at the corner of his eye. Indeed, he was right. The only way for her to survive was to marry him. Only by relying on marriage with another man could she get rid of Gu Shi and the palace.
She thought that if she hadn't been pregnant, she could have lived with him after marrying him... But how could she take advantage of his kindness to deceive him?
"If you knew everything about me, you wouldn't want to marry me."
Lingchuan began to speak without thinking.
"But I hope you want to marry me, so I'll keep it a secret from you."
After she said it, she regretted it.
He is a doctor. He will know everything just by pulling her hand. She can't hide anything from him.
The two forces tore her apart. She wanted to fight for his sincerity for her life, but she was also afraid that she would be despised by him and eventually die miserably and lose all face.
She didn't dare look him in the eye.
At least leave a good impression on him before she dies... She hopes that after she dies, someone will be willing to truly miss her.
He seemed to be amused by her words, and narrowed his eyes into a pair of peach blossom eyes and asked,
"Miss Lingchuan, does this mean you like me?"
She tilted her face to the side and said in a cold tone,
"No, it's just because I'm vain. I'm not as good as you think, nor as fragile as you think. In short, I don't like you."
After saying that, Lingchuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even ask her what she had hidden from him.
As soon as she relaxed, the purse embroidered with mandarin ducks fell out of her sleeve and landed on the ground.
Qin Sizhao picked up the purse,
"Is that a duck? If it's a gift from Miss Lingchuan to her beloved, it must be a mandarin duck."
Lingchuan's face turned red instantly, and he stammered, unable to utter a word.
He handed the purse back to Lingchuan.
"Since Miss Lingchuan doesn't like me, I guess this purse isn't a gift for me... If it was given to me by Miss Lingchuan, I would have kept it carefully. If it wasn't given to me, I wouldn't have touched it."
He handed the purse to Lingchuan again.
"Miss Lingchuan, please take it back. I was just being sentimental."
The corners of his eyes were red, and his tone was full of loss.
"It's...it's for you..."
Lingchuan said in a low voice.
The gloom on Qin Sizhao's face suddenly disappeared, revealing a smile that showed that his trick had succeeded. Lingchuan inexplicably felt that he was being manipulated by him.
"You promised to give it to me and you are not allowed to regret it. I accepted it."
He put the purse neatly into his sleeve and smiled at her thoughtfully.
Lingchuan felt uneasy when he looked at her.
"I'm going back... If I'm happy, I'll come find you. Don't come to the palace to find me..."
Gu Shi looked like he wanted to kick her out of the house, so he didn't care whether she was pregnant or not.
If he knew about this, he would definitely lie to Qin Sizhao about her pregnancy and send her to him as soon as possible.
She didn't even dare to think about how Qin Sizhao would be disgusted with her after he found out the truth. Rather than being kicked around like a ball, it would be better to end it quietly herself.
This matter must be kept secret from Gu Shi and he must not be informed.
"It's so unfair. You're the only one allowed to come to me, but I'm not allowed to come to you."
He seemed unhappy.
Lingchuan nodded and said firmly,
"Yes, whatever I say is what it is. You have to listen to me in everything."
She got up and left, which was quite rude.
Lingchuan felt like eating something sour, so he went to a preserved fruit shop and bought some very sour dried apricots, which he ate quietly. He also bought some preserved fruits that he usually ate and packed them up to take back to the palace.
To be honest, she didn't think she was carrying a baby in her belly. Rather than feeling pregnant, she felt more like she had an incurable and embarrassing terminal illness.
Even Lingchuan himself lost the desire to live in the face of this disease.
This disease is like a piece of evidence, constantly reminding her of the irreparable mistake she had made. Rather than living in such torture, she might as well die.
Gu Shi returned to the palace and entered Lingchuan's room, but found that she was not there.
He suddenly felt empty inside, as if some expectation had been dashed, and he became very angry.
He finally made up his mind to look for her, so why wasn't she here?
Lingchuan's previously damaged and blood-stained mandarin duck sachet was casually thrown into a corner, and the maids were too lazy to clean it up.
He walked forward and picked up the sachet.
His blood and Lingchuan's blood mixed together and dried to black, blurring Yuanyang's head. His memories of Lingchuan were like this sachet, covered in dust and a layer of blood color that was hard to ignore.
Putting the sachet into his sleeve, he casually asked a servant,
"Where is Lingchuan?"
Seeing the prince coming back, the servant had to cheer up.
"The girl went out this morning... I guess..."
She stammered and couldn't utter a word. Just as Gu Shi was about to lose his temper, he saw Lingchuan coming back in a lake blue dress, with neat makeup and a dignified and decent appearance.
She was carrying a bag of preserved fruit.
"I just went out to buy some snacks, why is Your Highness so anxious?"
She wasn't wearing even a hairpin or earrings. He glanced at the small hole in her earlobe where the needle had pierced it, and it was clean.
Gu Shi's gaze was like a net, covering her face, and Lingchuan felt a little uncomfortable.
Now she just wanted to ignore this person. He committed a crime with her and left indelible evidence, which made her die.
"Lingchuan, how many days has it been since I last saw you?"
He followed her into the room. Lingchuan felt annoyed, but didn't know how to ask him to go back.
"It's fine for a few days. Your Highness, please put the overall situation first."
"My brother's illness is getting worse. It's at a critical stage now. I really can't accompany you."
He reached out and touched her hair.
"Lingchuan, it's me who has let you down."
Lingchuan's eyes suddenly widened. He actually apologized to her.
She clenched her handkerchief tightly, and the skin on the back of her hand was pink and thin, revealing light blue veins.
Lingchuan clenched his teeth, biting his tongue until it bled, and refused to let the words of forgiveness flow out from his lips and tongue. She didn't believe that he would truly repent for the mistakes he had made.
"To stabilize the government, I need to spend more money to buy grain merchants recently, so I can't give you a dowry for the time being. Lingchuan, you should be more frugal recently and stop smashing things. You only need to wait another half a year, and what is yours will still be yours."
Lingchuan was filled with anger. As expected, he never thought he was wrong. He said sorry only for such a boring reason.
Her eyes suddenly turned cold, and a flame of anger burned again, but the child in her belly was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the flame of her anger.
"It's okay. The overall situation is more important. I won't get married for the time being."
Since he would never get his confession in this life, Lingchuan simply deleted this person from his memory completely.
The matter of acquiring the grain merchant was true, but in essence, Gu Shi did not want Lingchuan to get married, so he made up a reason.
When he heard Lingchuan say that she would not get married for the time being, he felt relieved for no reason and couldn't help but hug her thin shoulders.
Gu Shi felt regretful. He shouldn't have mentioned the matter of getting married to Lingchuan, but he also didn't want to let Lingchuan get what she wanted too easily. If she got him easily, she probably wouldn't cherish him.
When he left Lingchuan, he was a cold-blooded, rational egoist who could always make decisions that maximized his interests.
But whenever he saw Lingchuan, a strange instinct would take over, and he would always do whatever it takes to get her attention.
He felt that Lingchuan was not looking at him, which was not right.
So he pulled a hairpin from her dressing box and stabbed it into his arm.
Blood gushed out.
"My Lord, what are you doing?"
Lingchuan stared at him with his eyes wide open like a deer, and Gu Shi felt a burst of joy in his heart for no reason.
He let the blood flow down his arm and said indifferently,
"I've been so busy lately, and with no one to share my worries, I can only vent my anger this way."
He stretched out his arms deliberately, waiting for Lingchuan to come and care about him.
"You are the prince, how could there be no one to share your worries..."
Lingchuan didn't respond to him, but rolled her eyes in exasperation. She really wanted to rush up and slap him... She clenched her fists, but managed to restrain herself.
"I have a bad temper, and I'm lucky enough not to cause trouble to the prince. How can I share his worries?"
"Other people only approach me out of selfish motives."
Lingchuan was so angry that he laughed.
"Your Highness, instead of being like this, why not go to the clinic and get some herbs to recuperate and avoid overwork? Even if I am willing to share your worries, what right do I have to share your worries?"
As my wife...
He responded to her silently in his heart but did not say it out loud.
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