Since the marriage was arranged, Su Qinghe and Qin Ange have not seen each other again, which is also a local custom.
Su Qinghe had arranged to register at the government office with Qin Anmin today. When asked about her choice of husband, she immediately named Lin Xi.
Back in the village, the original owner was also unrefined and never thought about living a good life with Lin Xi, so he didn't give him a proper title. He only recorded his name with the village chief and reported it to the government.
Su Qinghe was busy making money and had completely forgotten about this matter. Even Ji Yuan and the other two only had their names recorded by the village chief. None of the three of them had ever officially contacted the government.
"Xiao Xi, take this and put it away properly."
Back at the residence, Su Qinghe handed the official documents issued by the government to Lin Xi.
"This is……"
Lin Xi opened it and looked at it, her eyes widening instantly.
"My wife has given me the title of my rightful husband?"
Although he hadn't learned many characters in the past few days, there were still quite a few he recognized. Looking at the bright red official seal stamped on his name, he looked up and asked Su Qinghe in disbelief.
"Yes, take it and put it away quickly. You'll need it for many things in the future."
Su Qinghe gently pulled the man into the house, gesturing for him to put his things away.
Lin Xi, however, was somewhat uneasy, holding the documents with a hesitant expression.
“But my lady… I don’t know how to manage a household, and I haven’t even learned to read properly yet! Brother Yuan is smart and capable, he should be the rightful husband…”
He shoved the document back into Su Qinghe's hand, clenching his fist anxiously.
“I said you are you, so don’t think too much. If you don’t know something, you can learn from A Yuan later. From now on, the two of you can take care of the household affairs together.”
Su Qinghe gently patted the back of his hand to comfort him.
"It's just a title. Your brother Yuan is broad-minded and won't mind. Besides, I won't show favoritism because of a title. Everything will be fine as usual!"
Unable to resist Su Qinghe's insistence, Lin Xi eventually put the things away in his own room.
How have you been feeling lately? Is there anything bothering you?
On the couch, Su Qinghe held him in her arms, gently stroking his slightly protruding belly with one hand.
"I just often feel tired, but otherwise nothing."
Lin Xi smiled and placed her hand on Su Qinghe's hand, moving with her.
"If this baby is a boy, will my wife like him too?" He held Su Qinghe's wrist and asked in a low voice.
"Of course, I love any child, whether male or female, as long as they are mine."
Receiving a positive reply, Lin Xi felt relieved and closed her eyes to sleep contentedly.
Outside the courtyard.
On a crooked tree that had sprouted new, lush leaves, two dark figures crouched motionless. From their angle, they were facing an open window inside the house.
"Young master, is this person really suitable? You just attempted to assassinate him a few days ago!"
Looking at the pitch-black courtyard, Xiaoying lowered her voice and whispered in Lingfeng's ear.
"Hmm, we can give it a try. Even if it doesn't work out, there's always a worst-case scenario."
The lights inside were turned off. Ling Feng withdrew his gaze and carefully jumped down from the tree.
For fear of Su Qinghe noticing, they could only watch from afar these past few days.
"Go back, come back tomorrow," he said casually, and quickly disappeared into the night.
Seeing their young master leave, the people in the tree quickly retreated as well.
Ten Mile Fragrance, Guest Room.
Ling Feng climbed through the window and entered the room, picked up the teapot on the table and poured it directly into his mouth. Xiao Ying, who followed him in, did the same.
"Young master, we've been keeping watch at her house for seven days. When are we going to make our move?"
Seeing the man who had already taken off his clothes and entered the bathtub, Xiaoying frowned and followed him in.
It's so late, the water in the bucket must have gotten cold long ago, but his young master always makes do with what he has.
"...Tomorrow night, I think. A letter came from inside the cabinet, and Grandpa Bai's medicine should arrive by tomorrow."
After submerging his entire body in the water, Ling Feng only trembled slightly before quickly adapting.
He quickly washed off non-existent sweat from his body, then got out of the tub and got into bed fully clothed.
Xiaoying slept on the small couch next to her.
Ling Feng closed his eyes, pondering his actions for tomorrow night.
After Qiu Shan proposed the conditions for finding a son-in-law, the first person that came to his mind was Su Qinghe, the target of his previous assassination attempt.
Judging from her act of risking injury to save her husband that night, she is a woman who values loyalty and affection.
Aside from her exceptional skills, this alone puts her ahead of most women in the world.
He needed someone whose kung fu was superior to his, who wasn't from the Qiu Shan school, and who had a husband who cared for and loved him. Among all the people Ling Feng knew, Su Qinghe was the only one he could think of.
Clinging to his last hope, he kept watch over her residence for seven days.
As expected, she was a woman who cherished her husband very much. Regardless of whether it was because of their pregnancy, at least the child could keep her tied down.
After observing her for several days, he found that she was a good person, almost a gentleman, and also very virtuous.
He owns a unique restaurant with affordable prices, and doesn't seem like a greedy person, so he probably doesn't have any ambitions towards the Seven Kill Pavilion. Even if he did, he has a way to deal with it… as long as…
With his mind racing, Ling Feng gradually lost his sleepiness. He got out of bed and, feeling somewhat irritated, took two more sips of tea.
The loose-fitting nightgown had its sleeves slip down slightly as she drank water, revealing a section of her pale forearm.
As the moonlight streamed in through the window, Ling Feng's gaze lingered on the bright red cinnabar.
He put down the teapot, raised his hand and gently rubbed it on the surface, then lifted his fingers again, the vermilion appearing and disappearing in his eyes.
Finally, he lowered his arm, and his sleeve naturally slipped down, completely concealing the object beneath his clothes.
Back in bed, Ling Feng forced himself to clear his mind of all distractions and slept soundly until dawn.
...
"Young master, the medicine has been obtained."
Xiaoying pushed open the door, walked steadily to Lingfeng, and took out a green porcelain bottle from her bosom, placing it on the table.
"Okay, go ask the shop to prepare hot water, I want to take a shower."
Ling Feng picked up the porcelain bottle on the table, opened it to check, and after confirming that everything was correct, he took out two fruits from his bundle and ate them without thinking.
"Young master, is this really the only way?"
Seeing Ling Feng's expressionless face, Xiao Ying gritted her teeth and finally went downstairs to find the waiter to boil water.
With hot water ready, Ling Feng expressionlessly undressed. Once he was completely naked, he lowered his head slightly and carefully examined his body.
He touched a knife wound on his side and slowly submerged himself in the water.
Unlike yesterday's perfunctory wash, this time he washed very carefully, soaking in the tub for a full half hour before coming out.
"Let's go to the Su residence."
Once everything was ready, it was already dark, and the two dark figures disappeared into the night one after the other.
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