Chapter 720 He seemed very aggrieved



Chapter 720 He seemed very aggrieved

A month and a half had passed; Xie Zheng had never felt time stretch so long in his entire life.

It's been more agonizing than the previous year and a half.

Hearing Song Chunxue's voice, he looked up. If he hadn't just woken up, he would have thought he was dreaming.

For some reason, the moment he saw her, even this man felt an urge to cry.

He gritted his teeth and watched Song Chunxue walk to his side. He opened his mouth but found his throat was hoarse and he couldn't speak.

"Don't get up. I heard you're injured. Is it serious?" Song Chunxue gently pressed his shoulder and sat down on the chair next to him.

Upon smelling the familiar scent, Xie Zheng's heart seemed to come alive, and his weathered eyes stared straight at her.

Song Chunxue looked at him with unusual tenderness, her eyes carrying a faint smile, but more so with concern and inquiry.

She noticed that Xie Zheng's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, which was the result of a slight mist of moisture.

That look in his eyes made her heart ache.

She never knew before that being able to soften her heart because of a single glance, and to feel sorry for someone she didn't even know, meant that her heart had already turned towards him.

Why doesn't Lord Xie speak?

Xie Zheng stretched out his arms towards her, and the clothes draped over his shoulders fell to the ground.

Song Chunxue was puzzled, and Xie Zheng made a move to stand up.

"Sit still." She got up and walked over to him.

Sure enough, the next moment he gently embraced her, his face pressed against her waist and abdomen, without making a sound.

Although she knew it was unfair, she couldn't help but feel that he actually wanted to cry.

But I didn't want her to see, so I held my breath and inhaled quietly.

It's unbelievable that the wise and mighty Lord Xie is actually such a crybaby in private.

To save face for Lord Xie, she didn't look down at him this time, but stood quietly with her hands gently resting on his shoulders.

"grown ups……"

Liu Chunshu, who had just brought in the herbal medicine, stepped through the door with one foot, but stopped abruptly upon seeing the scene before him.

He paused for a moment, his eyebrows furrowing, his expression shifting from meaningful to wicked. He quietly placed the medicine on the table, then tiptoed away like a thief.

Song Chunxue shook her head. Although Liu Chunshu was quite understanding, he looked really rude.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Chunxue pulled his arm and sat him down, saying, "If you don't eat soon, it will get cold, and the medicine will get cold too."

Xie Zheng's eyes were slightly red. He picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed them to her, saying, "Eat together."

I still don't dare to look at her; have we become estranged after not seeing each other for so many days?

Although I was itching to say something joking, I remembered that he was injured, and it seemed that he was seriously injured. I was afraid that if I teased him and made him cry, it would be difficult to handle the situation.

Just bear with it and have dinner with him first.

Song Chunxue took the chopsticks, picked up the clothes from the ground and draped them over him, then ate her meal in peace.

Breakfast was very light, and the steamed buns were vegetarian, but surprisingly, they were filled with eggplant. It was the first time she had ever eaten them, and they tasted good.

Xie Zheng's hand trembled slightly as he drank the soup.

"I'll do it."

Song Chunxue picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to his lips. Inevitably, she thought of the scene of him lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) in his old age, needing someone to take care of him.

She knew all along that many bachelors didn't care how many times a woman had remarried or how many children she had, and that the reason they insisted on marrying a woman was because they wanted someone to take care of them and feed them, and that's why they didn't want to take in a son-in-law who would live with them.

But now, if that person were Lord Xie, she might also make that foolish mistake.

Besides, Lord Xie doesn't need her to serve him alone; he has his own servants.

Actually, it's fine for her to take care of him, as long as he can live a little longer and die peacefully in his sleep.

When you reach middle age, your heart becomes as fragile as a tile, and you are most afraid of the sudden loss of the people around you.

A person who dies young is not necessarily unfortunate, but his or her relatives are certainly unfortunate.

Thinking of this, Song Chunxue chuckled. She hadn't even done anything yet, but she was already thinking so far ahead.

"What are you laughing at, Sister Song?"

Xie Zheng spoke, his throat extremely dry.

"Laughing at myself," Song Chunxue put down her chopsticks, "What's wrong with your throat? Do you want some honey water?"

Xie Zheng took a sip of soup and cleared his throat. "It's nothing, I just didn't get enough rest."

After he finished eating and took his medicine, Song Chunxue helped him to bed.

"Where are you injured? How serious is it? Let me take a look?"

Why does he get injured so often since I met him? Could it be that we're incompatible according to the Chinese zodiac?

But my senior brother shouldn't make such a small mistake.

Suddenly snapping out of her daze, Song Chunxue realized that she was acting like a silly girl, still caring about this.

Xie Zheng straightened his clothes. "It's not serious, just a lot of blood loss. There were many of them at the time, and Wuyou flew out to fight the enemy. There were no guards around, and my sword was knocked away."

His voice was soft and slow, but his enunciation was clear.

Song Chunxue patted his arm, "Then take good care of your injury."

She took out a storage ring and handed it to him, saying, "This is a storage ring left by Master Han. You can take a lot of things with you when you go out in the future. It won't be troublesome to put them in here. You can also hide Wuyou in here."

Speaking of which, where did Wuyou go?

Xie Zheng took the exquisite storage ring and noticed that she also had one on her hand, though it was at least slightly smaller.

"Ours are the same?"

“Yes, my senior brother’s is black,” she said gently. “My senior brother will come to see you in a few days.”

"Yes, I know." He put the ring on his middle finger so it wouldn't easily fall off.

Wuyou floated over from the pillow inside, looked at Song Chunxue, and then pressed herself against Xie Zheng's chest.

"..." Song Chunxue facepalmed, feeling embarrassed.

She grabbed the sword and flicked him twice with her fingers. "Can't you behave yourself?"

Xie Zheng defended him, saying, "If it weren't for him, I would be dead."

"..." Alright, their relationship is now deeper than hers. She cautioned, "Then you must never let him show up in public again, or you'll be in danger."

"No, not anymore." He watched her stand up, about to get busy. "Are you leaving?"

Song Chunxue couldn't help but chuckle at the look in his eyes.

“I came from Sanwa’s place, and I haven’t seen the second and fourth brothers yet.” Song Chunxue observed his expression. “I’ll come see you again tomorrow.”

He leaned against the bed with his eyes downcast, looking slightly disappointed.

"Okay, I'll wait."

Song Chunxue found his pale, sickly appearance rather attractive.

"You should take a nap, or meditate if you want. I'm leaving now." Although she would be back later, seeing him like this, she wanted to laugh at him.

Xie Zheng looked up at him. "I'll take you."

"No, you should focus on recovering!" she said firmly.

Xie Zheng sat up, bent over with difficulty, and tried to put on his shoes.

They just won't listen.

Song Chunxue said helplessly, "I'll be back in a bit."

He paused, looked up at Song Chunxue, and asked calmly, "Really?"

"Um."

Xie Zheng sat up straight, and a warmer color appeared on his face.

"Alright then." He threw back the thin blanket and lay back down. "You should go now."

Song Chunxue turned around, afraid that if she didn't leave soon, she would burst out laughing.

Is it only Xie Zheng who does this, or do others do it too?

But then she suddenly remembered that Sanwa had acted the same way in front of Mulan at first.

I'll ask you for advice later.

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