Chapter 431 Please excuse my poor attempt.



Chapter 431 Please excuse my poor attempt.

Her Lord Xie, so handsome and refined, the one whose mere pair of black official boots could hold her captive.

Just now, he actually said those things to her.

no.

Song Chunxue felt that he couldn't do that.

He should be aloof and arrogant, so that no one dares to harbor selfish desires.

Song Chunxue took a step back.

Xie Zheng slowly lowered his arms.

"Is it not allowed?"

His voice was low, and he took a step forward, "If my attitude wasn't firm enough, I can say directly, please allow Xie to live the rest of his life..."

Song Chunxue raised her sleeve and covered his lips with it, then quickly released it.

"Don't say it, you can't say it."

"Lord Xie, you don't need to do this. I had no intention of doing so."

Song Chunxue took another step back, her calm tone clear and composed in the darkness.

"You've just met too many insincere people. Perhaps your feelings are wrong. As someone who once looked up to you, I sincerely hope you can meet someone better. Someone of equal social standing, someone you can grow old with, someone who can bear you two children—do you understand?"

Xie Zheng chuckled softly. The night obscured his eyes, but one could vaguely see the hazy light reflected from the lanterns in his pupils.

"I understand, it means you don't like me, Xie."

"..." Although that wasn't the case, she couldn't explain it.

Any further explanation would only make Song Chunxue want to curse herself.

Let him believe that's how it is.

Lord Xie is a sensible man; he knows what to do.

But we've already talked things out tonight, so it would be shameless of me to bring my second son to thank you again next time.

He declined the man's offer, but then brought his son to visit again, expressing his deepest gratitude for the man's help last time.

If it were Song Chunxue, she would have scolded the other party for being hypocritical and trying to drag things out.

She didn't mean it that way, so let's just leave this favor unpaid for now.

"You really don't like it?" Xie Zheng said with a wry smile. "I thought you would explain it to me as a way of comforting me."

Song Chunxue fell silent again.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the sound of water gently bubbling out of the spring.

"Well, it's exactly what I expected, even a bit gentler. At least you didn't kick me ten meters away like you would with other people."

"..." No way, she would have kicked Lord Xie instead of Mei Yang back then.

However, how could Lord Xie be like Mei Yang!

Song Chunxue took a deep breath. "The matter concerning the second son will definitely affect your image of being incorruptible. Although he is my son, you don't need to help him so much."

"I owe you a favor I can't repay. I originally wanted to come and thank you in person, but if I were to come to your door again as if nothing had happened, it would make me seem like a scheming person who wants to maintain a lingering relationship with you. I would despise myself, and Lord Xie would also hate me..."

"No, I would love for you to visit my new place. The study in the north is perfect for tea and conversation. Since you have refused, I am a sensible person and will not do anything ambiguous like this again, lest I cause you any more trouble."

Xie Zheng's voice returned to normal, calm as if he were not the distraught person he had just been.

"..." She felt somewhat ashamed.

But Song Chunxue was extremely grateful.

"Thank you very much. You bought that bookstore, so I shouldn't interfere. But the name is really not nice. Please change it to one with a deeper meaning."

“I know you don’t want to accept the money I gave you, but it was originally a token of my gratitude for your repeated help to me…”

Xie Zheng interrupted her gently, "I have already received your kind intentions. You are the major owner of that bookstore, and your name is on the land deed. In the future, if Jiang Yehui does not accept the money he earns in Jincheng, I will have him transfer it to you."

"No, it's your own people working hard to build that business..."

"I will bring Xie Zhao back, and replace him with your own people."

Helpless, Song Chunxue said, "Lord Xie, I accepted the valuable bracelet you gave me before. If you're going to do this, I'll return it to you."

“Okay, my home is in Chengdong Lane... When the time comes, just give me your identity and come find me in person.”

"..." If she went to him in person, he wouldn't accept her, so why should she go looking for him?

But he had already agreed, and it was indeed inappropriate for her to keep such an expensive bracelet.

Song Chunxue felt that this person had probably hurt his pride and was starting to act unreasonably.

After all, he is Lord Xie; who would be so ungrateful as to refuse his sincere heart?

Unfortunately, she was the one who didn't know what was good for her.

"Thank you, sir. Mother, the meat is cooked and ready to eat."

Just as Song Chunxue was wondering how to respond, the fourth brother poked his head out from a distance and spoke in a sneaky whisper.

“I’m coming right now,” Lord Xie said, walking out first. “The mutton was good tonight. I’ll eat my fill before I go back.”

"Alright, it was prepared for you guys anyway..."

"Wasn't this prepared for me?"

Song Chunxue could detect a hint of unreasonableness and dissatisfaction in his voice.

"Yes, it was specially prepared for you," Song Chunxue said with a forced smile.

Since she has already refused, Lord Xie will definitely not have anything to do with her in the future, so I'll just have to appease him for now.

They went to the middle courtyard, and the lamb skewers were indeed delicious, although the heat wasn't quite right, and the first few were a bit burnt.

But Song Chunxue had good teeth and accidentally ate two large handfuls.

They ate most of the lamb skewers from the iron basin.

She had intended to find an excuse to go back to her room, but Huang Mo suddenly suggested playing a drinking game.

"Sister Song, this is very simple, not difficult at all. Even illiterate people can play it. You just need to say a few words."

Unable to refuse, Song Chunxue had no choice but to agree.

Seeing that Xie Zheng seemed completely unaffected, her initial discomfort subsided.

He should have left with Huang Mo sooner, so those two brats wouldn't have been able to keep secrets and would have kept glancing back and forth between her and Xie Zheng with suspicious eyes.

I really wanted to throw the soles of my shoes in their faces.

"Pine pollen is used to brew wine, and spring water is used to brew tea."

Xie Zheng recited two lines of poetry and looked at Huang Mo beside him.

"By the pine trees, under the moonlight, I knock on the door."

Then, Huang Mo turned his gaze to Jiang Yehui.

"The reeds are green and lush, and the white dew has turned to frost."

Jiang Yehui was a little nervous. After spending several years in the military, he felt that he had long since lost his poetry and only had martial arts skills in his mind.

"Apricot blossoms in the light rain, a spring breeze for miles."

The fourth brother, Jiang Yejun, leaned close to Song Chunxue's ear and whispered a hint, "Any four-word phrase will do. Say it however you want. If you can't say it, then drink."

This is making things difficult for them. The three of them, mother and sons, are just cobblers; how can they possibly be worthy of two people who have passed the imperial examinations?

"Swords rain and autumn wind, wine brewed under the moon."

She uttered those eight words based on her intuition.

However, she soon realized that there was no moon on a rainy day.

“I lost. There’s no moonlight on a rainy day, so I’ll drink this.” With that, she picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp. “I’ve never done anything so elegant before, please excuse my poor taste.”

She didn't notice the surprised expressions on the faces of the others.

The fourth brother pinched the second brother's leg and whispered, "Is this still our mother?"

Xie Zheng encouraged him gently, "Then let's revise it as you said."

Song Chunxue understood, "Autumn wind on the mountain, wine brewed under the moon."

"Great!" Huang Mo clapped his hands. "Sister Song's line is perfectly matched. We lost. Come on, let's all drink."

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