Chapter 833 You're Lying
Take good care of yourself, and goodbye forever.
Song Chunxue originally wanted to say that, but seeing the monk's tears, she couldn't bring herself to say the last four words.
But he certainly understands.
Standing in the center of the courtyard, she heard voices from the front yard, which sounded like the second son's voice.
Song Chunxue didn't linger. She took the brocade pouch given to her by her senior brother and flew away on her sword.
Standing in mid-air, looking down at the hibernating earth, covered with a snow-white quilt, it's like a sleeping child.
This barren and arid land is like a hardworking man from the Northwest, tenacious and resilient, more weathered and composed than his peers of the same age.
The further east and south you go, the more trees there are on the mountains, the greener the trees become, and the more humid the air becomes.
Song Chunxue hadn't expected that Lord Xie and his group would be moving so slowly, having only just arrived in Qingyang.
Standing in front of an inn, watching the melting snow on the street turn the road into a muddy mess, and everyone trudging forward through the mud, Song Chunxue felt that walking so slowly was reasonable.
However, at this rate, it will be a long time before we reach the capital.
Or rather, Lord Xie didn't want to go back so early.
There's no use in being anxious anyway.
Just past noon, Lord Xie was taking a nap in his room.
Standing in the empty corridor, listening to the voices of guests coming and going downstairs, and smelling the aroma of burning firewood in the air, Song Chunxue felt a little uneasy.
I wonder what Xie Zheng's expression will be when he sees him. Will he be upset that she's too late?
If she weren't wearing such thick clothes, she would have knocked on his window and startled him.
"Knock knock knock".
A coughing sound came from inside. "Cough cough, come in."
Song Chunxue couldn't help but worry that he had caught a cold.
"Squeak~"
The wooden door of the house was exceptionally dry, and the house smelled strongly of charcoal fire, with a faint hint of herbal medicine.
It turns out he was sick, which is why he stayed here.
As Song Chunxue entered the room, her footsteps were very light. She saw Xie Zheng sitting with his back to her on a chair not far from the bed. He would occasionally cough lightly, covering his mouth, and turn a page of the book in his hand, filling the ordinary room with the fragrance of books.
Upon closer inspection, a brazier sat before him. The charcoal fire inside wasn't very strong; it produced smoke, but it glowed a warm, reddish-brown.
Xie Zheng had a thin blanket covering his legs, and his breathing was somewhat weak.
"Put the brush and ink aside, and change the tea to jujube and ginger tea." Xie Zheng's voice was slightly hoarse. "Is your child feeling any better?"
Song Chunxue turned around, took the brush and ink, and handed them to him.
Xie Zheng was curious as to why he didn't speak. He looked up, about to ask him more, when a look of surprise appeared on his calm face. Then, a smile instantly appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up. He quickly stood up.
*Smack!*
The books and blankets all fell to the ground, and one corner of them landed on the brazier without anyone noticing.
He just wanted to confirm whether the person in front of him was Song Chunxue.
Helpless, Song Chunxue bent down and removed the books and thin blanket from the fire pit while he was still in a daze.
"Sit down and warm yourself by the fire. Why are you sick?"
After placing the items on the small table next to her, Song Chunxue pulled over a chair and sat down, then pulled him down to sit as well, raising her hand to touch his forehead to check his temperature.
"It's a bit hot, and you're sweating. Why don't you lie down in bed?"
His eyes were fixed on Song Chunxue, as if he wanted to say something. After hesitating for a while, he finally remained silent, looking at her with a slight smile.
The wrinkles around his eyes became more pronounced, and the smile on his face was like that of a child who had just eaten candy during the Lunar New Year—slightly silly, yet it brought a sense of joy and openness to those who saw it.
My empty, lonely heart was stuffed with cotton, full and swollen, with a hint of sweetness that lingered for a long time.
Song Chunxue couldn't help but chuckle, raising her hand to pinch his cheek. "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you unhappy to see me?"
“I’m so happy,” he said, reaching out to pull her closer. “You really came? Am I dreaming?”
"It feels a bit unreal, unless you kiss me or hug me." He tossed aside the thin blanket she had just covered him with. "Sit here."
"..." Logically speaking, there's nothing wrong with sitting here, but some people might think that they're so old and still so disgusting, shameless.
Sit down only when no one knows.
She gently patted his hand away, moved the chair next to him, and sat down side by side.
He held her hands tightly in his, his thumbs gently stroking the back of her hands. Their eyes met, and they shared the same smiles and the same innocent looks.
"Why did you change your mind? I thought you were determined to break up, that it didn't matter whether I was there or not, and that you were even more comfortable without me..."
As he spoke, his eyes reddened, and he felt extremely wronged, but he didn't want her to see it. He bit the inside of his cheek hard, and the smile in his eyes was tinged with a little water, making his eyes even brighter and clearer.
The joy and happiness in his eyes were pure and unadulterated.
"It's getting cold, and you're not used to having no one to warm your bed, so you remembered me?"
Song Chunxue sensed his grievance and disappointment. "It's not that, it's just... I miss you. I feel more at ease when I'm with you. I've gotten used to being with you, and it feels empty after you leave. I worry about your safety on the road."
Xie Zheng grabbed her arms forcefully, "Come here."
"Don't..."
"I won't feel at ease if I don't hug you. You're being so polite. What have you been thinking about me?" His grip tightened.
"Wait a minute..."
"Sister Song, it's been eight days since we last met. It's a rare treat to come all this way. If you're leaving soon, this hug is a bonus; otherwise, what's the difference between this and a dream?"
The next moment, she was held in someone's arms like a baby.
...
"Clang, clang, clang~"
"Huh?"
Why can't I push this door open?
"Knock knock knock".
"Sir, it's time for your medicine. Open the door."
The people sleeping in each other's arms on the bed stirred their eyelids.
"Come back when I call you."
"ah?"
Liu Chunshu raised his voice in surprise, about to say something, when he heard someone whisper something.
"Oh, hehe, okay. I'll go to the kitchen and boil some more hot water. Please let me know if you need anything, sir."
Song Chunxue was still very sleepy and leaned to the side.
The next moment, she was held even tighter.
It was getting colder outside, and the charcoal fire inside the house was gradually going out, but she felt very secure nestled against the warm chest.
"You...the child's father contacted you?"
A deep voice behind her ear made Song Chunxue open her eyes. "How did you know?"
“I’ve recently been studying the I Ching and Plum Blossom Divination. Although I’m not very good at interpreting hexagrams yet, I’m not far off.”
"Hmm?" Her sleepiness vanished considerably. "What else did you calculate?"
"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed," he said hesitantly. "Will you come with me to the capital?"
“But it’s not advisable for you to go to the capital, at least not before the beginning of spring,” he sighed. “Although I really want you by my side, you can’t go to the capital.”
Song Chunxue pondered for a moment, "Then I'll come back before going to the capital?"
"Excellent." His eyes were filled with delight. "So wonderful, Ah Xue..."
"And what about you? How dangerous will your journey to the capital be?"
"..." Xie Zheng paused for a moment, then quickly put on a smile, "It's a mixed bag; there were some setbacks, but the result was good."
"You're lying."
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