Chapter 690 made someone cry



Chapter 690 made someone cry

Song Chunxue went to great lengths to press Xie Zheng for what the Emperor had said to him before he finally said those words.

Xie Zheng, however, remained vague and unwilling to elaborate.

Xie Zheng held her hand. "If you're willing to stay with me, you can stay and meditate in my room. You should go back and rest first; it's getting late."

Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow. "You're unwilling to tell me your plans, and you want to kick me out?"

"I wouldn't dare. I hope you'll stay, but I've thought it over carefully, and it wouldn't be good for your reputation..."

"You're only now thinking it's bad for my reputation?" Song Chunxue stared at him. "I don't know anyone in the capital."

"What if we go to Jincheng?"

"It doesn't seem like much. My son and daughter-in-law won't interfere with me. You're the one who should be worried about Qingyu's reputation."

At this point, Song Chunxue suddenly realized that if she hadn't broken this peace, perhaps the two of them would have remained as fellow disciples until they grew old.

There were some things she needed to make clear sooner rather than later.

"Don't be impulsive or stubborn about the arranged marriage. If necessary, compromise. It's not a big deal. Your life is the most important thing. Disobeying the imperial decree is punishable by death."

She withdrew her hand, poured herself a cup of tea, and leaned back lazily in her chair.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. Having a wife of equal social standing is better than letting Yun'er become an orphan." She crossed her legs, looking calm and composed. "In my opinion, there's nothing to be afraid of in this world, including the flesh and blood of my own flesh and blood, which are destined to gradually drift away."

"It's better for us to separate now. We both know we can't grow old together. A fleeting moment is just another part of having had something. Let's take it easy."

Watching her leisurely sip her tea, Xie Zheng's heart sank lower and lower.

He was a little angry, but mostly scared.

After wandering alone for so many years, this is the first time he has ever been afraid of being abandoned.

My hands were clenched so tightly that I couldn't grasp anything, so I could only gradually loosen them.

He took a deep breath and drank three bowls of tea in a row.

Seeing his slightly trembling fingers, Song Chunxue's heart softened.

With a smile in her eyes, she asked him gently, "Why are you shaking?"

"I'd like to." He turned his head away, annoyed.

The next moment, she saw that Lord Xie's eyes were getting redder and redder.

That's really pathetic.

The older you get, the less experienced you become, the less you can control your emotions, and the more easily you feel wronged.

She looked away, feeling a tightness in her chest.

At the same time, she also knew that because she was in front of someone she trusted very much, she was more likely to lose her composure.

She stood up, bent down, and moved closer to him, trying to see his face clearly.

Perhaps lost in his own emotions, he was suddenly startled and instinctively reached out to cover his eyes.

"What are you doing? Go back and rest."

Song Chunxue couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling incredibly heartbroken.

He raised his hand and patted the back of his head. "Our Lord Xie is so fragile, so reluctant to part with me, where can I go?"

"..." Xie Zheng quickly got up and walked to the outer room.

Song Chunxue followed, "Why are you running?"

"Don't follow me." His voice was hoarse and strained, tinged with exasperation.

"Lord Xie, don't tell me you cried because you felt wronged?"

"Song Chunxue, don't talk nonsense. Which eye of yours saw me being wronged?"

He walked to the door, but didn't want to open it and go out. Otherwise, that brat Liu Chunshu would rush over soon and, seeing him in this mess, would probably laugh at him behind his back.

It's true, after being an official for half his life, he's been robbed of his talents by a troublesome commoner.

Why can't a perfectly normal person be a little more sensible and leave him alone for a while?

Song Chunxue walked behind him and gently hugged him from behind, clasping her hands together on his abdomen.

“I’m used to being ruthless, so I always speak the truth first. The truth can be hurtful, but no one can escape the facts.” She pressed her cheek against his warm back. “But what can I do? Lord Xie is so kind. I feel guilty when you cry.”

"I didn't cry!" he said, his voice cracking with anger.

She wasn't crying at first, but she was really angry with her and cried now.

Xie Zheng felt extremely ashamed; he had never been so humiliated in his life.

Xie Zheng was demoted several times, almost died from inhaling miasma in damp and cold places, was almost killed by ignorant people in wild lands, and was almost strangled by people hired by local wealthy merchants at the border. He never cried.

Why did he suddenly get all red-eyed? And damn it, it just wouldn't stop.

He bit his lip hard, letting his eyes sting and fill with tears.

If you raise your sleeve, she'll really tease you.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Song Chunxue reached out her hand to his face and touched his eye socket.

"..." He clenched his fists, wanting to die.

Song Chunxue walked around to the front of him, looked up at his face, and felt a little surprised and a little guilty.

"You really cried?"

Xie Zheng raised his head high, turned around, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Xie Zheng." Song Chunxue stopped him and hugged him tightly.

This time, Xie Zheng was completely uncooperative, prying her hands open and using all his strength to go back to the bedroom.

"Lord Xie, I was wrong, okay? I didn't expect you to be so... I was too wicked, I'm sorry."

Xie Zheng dragged her a few steps, his strength increasing.

Song Chunxue let go of him, watched him walk into the bedroom, and turned to close the door.

“Thank you, Lord Xie…” Song Chunxue put her foot in, “I’m not making fun of you.”

Xie Zheng kept his head down expressionlessly, his hands braced against the door, his neck stiff, and he didn't say a word.

This stumped Song Chunxue, as she had rarely coaxed anyone in her life.

I used to dote on my eldest son. If I scolded him or made him cry, I would just boil an egg for him to eat by himself.

To make her say, like any other mother, that it's all my fault and I shouldn't have said those things to you, is worse than letting her hang herself.

And then there's Sanwa. When she realizes she's wronged Sanwa and regrets it so much she wants to cry but can't, she'll quietly make him a new outfit and go to great lengths to secretly catch a quail on the mountain, roast it, and put it in his bowl.

She's stubborn and never admits her mistakes to anyone.

Not to mention things like this, where someone blocks someone's door and acts like a liar.

Perhaps she had been thinking for too long, because Xie Zheng looked up at her calmly, his tone carrying a hint of submission.

"I'm fine, you can go back now."

However, seeing the refined and handsome Lord Xie in this state, Song Chunxue felt that she had nothing to be reserved about.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and leaned close to his face.

Perhaps, this feeling of not wanting him to suffer is what it means to really like someone.

...

Liu Chunshu lingered in the courtyard for a long time, feeling as excited as if it were New Year's Day.

It's done! It's finally done!

Their Lord Xie finally proved himself and got the job done.

He has already instructed the kitchen to prepare chicken soup so that they can have some nourishing soup tonight.

He didn't know this before, but now that he's gotten closer to the Taoist priest, he knows that people who have abstained from sex for many years will definitely suffer some loss if they suddenly start eating meat.

Especially the two who often meditate, although they have been practicing for quite a long time, they probably haven't mastered the legendary Taoist dual cultivation method yet.

He rubbed his hands together, having already instructed someone to fill a wooden tub with hot water, which would be carried in later.

But no matter how long they waited, there was no movement from Lord Xie's room.

Looking at the sky, the adults have to go to the morning court soon, we can't be late.

"buckle……"

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