Chapter 35 Chapter 35 You and I are husband and wife who have worshipped heaven and earth, ...
"Are you jealous?" Gu Yanzhou's brows lit up with joy. He grabbed her hand and moved closer, staring at her without blinking.
That look seemed to penetrate her.
It makes people's hearts beat fast.
"No." Song Siyun shook his hand away and turned away, saying in a strange voice, "I'm just impressed by Lord Gu's loyalty to the emperor."
"Words can deceive, but the heart cannot. Ah Yun, do you really think so?"
The words drifted softly by my ears, and a slight lightness followed beside me. To the inside, neatly stacked blankets were being carried away. The man's calm voice reached my ears, tinged with a subtle sense of disappointment: "Let's get settled soon."
What did he lose? What right did he have to lose?
It's obviously you...
Song Siyun frowned, as if there were countless tangles in his mind that he couldn't sort out or cut off.
She clearly understood that Gu Yanzhou only had her sister in his heart, yet she couldn't help but put herself in his shoes. She would secretly delight in his thoughtfulness; she would be jealous of other women; even a casual word from him would be involuntarily moved, and she would keep it in her heart and grind it over and over again...
Song Siyun felt that he was truly evil, without moral integrity, and completely rotten.
But in the darkness, she opened her eyes uncontrollably, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't sleep at all.
He was right. Words can deceive, but the heart cannot. The soreness in her eyes and the inexplicable anger at this moment were the true feelings that she could not ignore.
But Gu Yanzhou, do you really need this sincerity? Or is it just your pride that's getting in the way of your wife, who's been engaged to you for three times, not having you in her heart?
She pondered and speculated, and the tangled knot grew larger and larger, as if fog had formed, making it hazy and unclear...
That night, she had a dream.
Gu Yanzhou in the dream was abominable. He forced her to reveal her true feelings, then with disgust on his face, he trampled her into the mud and crushed her...
When I woke up the next day, the house was already empty. I stared at the neatly stacked quilts inside for a long moment before I finally came to my senses. I wiped the coldness from the corners of my eyes with my fingers, rubbed my brow, and stood up.
She tied her hair and dressed as usual, ate and walked in the garden as usual, and even to keep herself busy, she went to eat the seafood specially provided by Yunqu, and chased after the foreign wine merchant to buy all the fine wine on his shoulders, drinking one glass after another until she burped.
It was still early at that time, so she turned her head and took a fancy to the honey on the roadside stall.
Unlike the sticky malt sugar from Dayuan, this candy makes a crisp sound when you bite it, and it contains honey sauce, which seems to be able to eject all the worries in one's heart when it explodes in the mouth.
Just one, and he was completely captured.
Song Siyun rolled up his sleeves, packed up all the candies at the stall, and went to the tea stall to taste them one by one. He threw the ones that didn't taste good to Qingfeng, and he could keep them for himself or give them to passers-by. He put the ones that tasted good into the small bag on his waist and took them back home to eat slowly.
After an unknown amount of time, the tea bowls on the table were stacked up to the height of a person. When Qingfeng's arms were full, he finally picked out two packs of his favorites.
Meimei stood up and stretched her waist, only to find that it was already dark.
Today passed by so quickly!
He patted the small bag at his waist and happily called for the bill. As he walked home in the night, he was still leisurely playing with his shadow, his joy visible to the naked eye.
"Madam, you are in a good mood today."
The dry words reached his ears, Song Siyun turned around, but didn't see anyone for a moment. He looked carefully for a long time before he found out it was Qingfeng by the floating hem of his clothes.
His eyes slowly moved upwards, and when he saw the dead face completely buried in the candy bag, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After she had laughed enough, she turned around, folded her hands behind her head, squinted her eyes and walked backwards, "I won't tell you, this is a secret."
When she turned around after she finished speaking, her robes fluttered and her high ponytail floated away, dazzling like a silver waterfall under the moon.
Qing Feng was rarely distracted, but after a moment he lowered his brows and hid behind the mountain of sugar bags.
Song Siyun was completely unaware of his actions. At this moment, she was secretly happy that she hadn't thought about Gu Yanzhou all day, thinking that she had let it go.
She smiled, her hands casually swinging the honey at her waist, a single honey bean raised high in the air, her mind calculating its direction, already catching it below. As the sweet honey fell into her mouth, the crunching sound made her heart even happier.
This good mood lasted until I entered the door.
As soon as she saw the darkness inside the house from outside the door, she felt unhappy and cursed the man for not caring about his family.
He pushed the door open and entered, then turned on the lamp and searched everywhere inside and outside. He even looked among the porcelain vases on the antique shelf, but still couldn't find the person. Only then did Song Siyun's face really turn dark.
He sat at the table, his fingers clenched tightly, his mind replaying the "beauty trap" he hadn't denied yesterday. He sat quietly for a long time, and when the white moonlight faded from the door frame, he frowned and twitched his lips sarcastically, and ordered Qingfeng: "Send water. If he hasn't returned by this time, he probably won't be back tonight. No need to wait any longer."
When he stood up with a flick of his sleeves, the people beside him bowed and retreated.
After a while, the bathtub was filled with water. Song Siyun got up, bolted the door, and prepared to take a bath.
Just as Ke Fang was taking off his coat, he heard someone knocking on the door. He said weakly, "Open the door, it's me."
Before she could react, she saw a long sword coming from outside and picking the bolt. The next moment, a dark figure fell heavily to the ground.
The door slammed shut with a dull thud, as if everything was an illusion.
But the strong smell of blood at the tip of her nose reminded her that everything was real.
There's an assassin!
She was about to scream for help reflexively, but before she could say anything, a chill ran down her ankle, sending goosebumps all over her skin and tingling her scalp. But the all-too-familiar palm made her swallow the scream, and she only whispered tentatively, "Gu Yanzhou?"
After receiving the nod, his voice suddenly rose a few notes unconsciously: "How did you get hurt like this!"
Without caring about anything else, he hurriedly pulled his arm around his neck, half-dragged and half-pulled him to lie on the bed, and brought over a few oil lamps.
The light at the door was dim, but only when I held the lamp close enough could I see that his face was completely pale! He looked like a ghost just pulled out of the water, and his clothes were completely soaked.
"How did you get hurt like this?"
Her throat swelled for no reason, and the soreness flowed from her nasal cavity to her eye sockets, but she forced it down and swallowed hard twice before she could speak. However, the trembling could not be hidden and spread to her hands, and she couldn't even hold the oil lamp.
The melted candle wax was about to fall down and become the last straw that broke the camel's back. Without any hesitation, he instinctively used his palm to catch it.
The man seemed to have reacted as well, and hurriedly turned over to protect himself, but every movement caused pain all over his body, and he suddenly became powerless and drooped, twitching like a dying man.
As he moved, Song Siyun watched as the color of his clothes on his back darkened, clearly indicating a ripped wound. A surge of anger suddenly surged in his chest, and with a touch of leopard courage, he immediately pinned him to the soft bed with one palm, unable to move, and shouted, "If you move again, I'll tie you up with a rope!"
The man turned around and glared at her fiercely. Song Siyun also glared at her and said viciously: "Don't think I don't dare. If you don't believe me, just try it."
Perhaps it was because being tied to the bed was too threatening, or perhaps it was for some other reason, but in any case, he lay there obediently, motionless like a corpse.
Seeing him like this, Song Siyun started to feel uneasy again. She kept talking to him while she stood up to get the medicine, water, gauze and scissors.
He did agree to every word, but his half-dead tone was really unsettling. It was not until I had prepared everything I needed and placed it beside her, and felt the faint warmth from his body, that I felt relieved.
She raised her hand slightly to lift her clothes, but when she found nothing moving, she paused, the bitterness in her eyes growing even more intense. She pursed her lips slightly, then tossed him the candy bag on the bedside table, saying in a muffled, nonchalant voice, "This is the candy I bought on the street today. It's delicious. Try some too."
The person lying on the bed moved his fingers with difficulty, and suddenly his teeth were bared in a grin, so ugly that it hurt the eyes.
Just consider it as helping others to the end.
Thinking of this, I tore open the candy bag and fed it to his mouth without removing the candy wrapper.
The man seemed to be surprised, and seemed to be dazzled by the smell of sugar, his eyes were shining.
Song Siyun watched him purse his lips and take the candy. The warmth from his lips rubbed along his fingertips and rushed up to the top of her head, which made her shudder. But the man was unaware and just bit it into pieces, then opened his mouth and asked for more.
Song Siyun was helpless, and silently said to himself, "He is a wounded person," and peeled another one with his hands nimbly.
Seeing him opening his lips to take a bite, he quickly raised his hand to block his greedy mouth and said with a stern face: "This candy is more charming when you hold it in your mouth."
Of course, this was a lie, just to free up my hands to tend to his wounds. I don't know if he was stupid, but he actually believed it, his eyes clear.
Song Siyun looked at him suspiciously, peeled a few more, placed them in front of him with the handkerchief in her arms, and told him to eat slowly. Then she picked up the scissors, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and calmed her mind before starting.
He thought that with the honey hooking him, he wouldn't pay attention to what was behind him. He never expected that as soon as he cut open a piece of adhesion, the blood from the torn wound would splash onto her leg.
A touch of bright red stood out against the plain white undergarment.
Song Siyun stared blankly for a while, then suddenly started talking to him, trying to change the subject.
It really worked! And she gradually understood what he had done.
"Didn't you say you were going to use yourself as bait? How did it suddenly turn into a secret arrest?" Song Siyun stared at his back with his eyes fixed, not daring to relax at all, and still kept making up stories.
"I was planning to use you as bait to catch you secretly. But my wife got jealous yesterday and didn't give me a chance to speak." The scissors closed clumsily, and the teeth-grinding tearing sound echoed in the house along with the man's smiling teasing.
Crunching——
It was like cutting someone's skin and flesh.
Song Siyun licked his lips with difficulty, suppressing the soreness and heat in his eyes. He didn't dare to think about it at all. He couldn't remember how many times he had done it, but he felt his lips were dry.
She held her breath and finally cut through the back of the garment. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw a sharp tear on her shoulder. From the shoulder, the tear grew larger and larger, extending into the neckline.
His spirit, which had just relaxed, suddenly tensed up. After a long while, he uttered in a daze: "You were injured before?"
The man nodded noncommittally, not caring at all.
This reckless look was truly infuriating. All the anger that had been pent up all night suddenly burst forth. I raised my palm to strike him, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find a place to strike. So I slammed him hard on the bed and cursed, "If you want to die, just say so. This will save me from wasting my energy!"
The hand did not fall to the edge of the bed, but fell into a rough place, and was held tightly and carefully protected. "I was wrong."
Song Siyun raised her eyes and saw that the man had already sat up. He was holding her hand and admitting his mistake with a crooked look: "I haven't given birth to a child yet. I hope Miss Song will be magnanimous and lend a hand."
"Instead of wasting time talking nonsense, you'd better think more before doing anything and make full preparations before taking action, so as not to lose your life in vain." Song Siyun muttered as he took the scissors and carefully scraped off the clothes that were stuck to his front.
The more he cut, the more frightened he became. As the last piece of clothing fell, he froze in place.
I never thought that a person could still be alive even if his heart was cut open.
His eyes were fixed on the large gash on his left chest, and his fingertips unconsciously traced it.
The whiteness of the fingertips made the wound even more hideous, like a beast with its mouth slung low, ready to devour at any moment. Before he knew it, his body was sucked in.
When she came to her senses, the beast seemed to be right next to her face. She shrank back suddenly in fear and shook her head to wake herself up. She turned around and dipped a handkerchief to clean his wound.
While she was busy, someone suddenly called her, "Ah Yun."
I didn't need to look back to know it was Gu Yanzhou.
"What?" For some reason, the tone this time was particularly aggressive, almost rude.
He happened to be in an especially good mood today, and even after receiving the inexplicable anger, he didn't get angry at all. He just held up the handkerchief that had just been filled with honey and said to her submissively, "No more."
That's what happened.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the water, and resigned myself to peeling it for him. It was only then that I realized that there was not much honey left in those two large bags.
I weighed it lightly and it felt like only half a bag.
She hasn't eaten much of it since she bought it.
She couldn't help but bury her eyes in his eyes, then pushed the handkerchief in front of him and muttered softly, "Eat less, eating too much will cause cavities."
"oh--"
The man responded with a long voice, put two into his mouth at once in front of her, and looked at her with a smile.
I don't know where she got the courage from, but her body was faster than her brain. She stood on tiptoe and snatched one from his mouth. She held it in her mouth and said viciously, "I haven't eaten many yet!"
She didn't seem to realize what she had done until the man pursed his lips.
She covered her mouth in surprise, and just happened to meet the man's burning smile. Her heart sank, and she immediately took a half step forward, chest puffed out! She was not right but confident: "What are you looking at? You and I are husband and wife who have sworn to heaven and earth. Let alone a kiss, even if I want to consummate our marriage, you should cooperate!"
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