114 Chapter 114
"You thought about it too, didn't you?
"How come?"
Wei Che looked up, his expression unconcealed. He smiled and said, "What nonsense! Didn't I call him yesterday when we went to pay our respects?"
But that was only because it was in front of people.
In private moments that few people knew about, he always just called him "Fuguo Gong" and never really called him "father" with full respect.
In the past, Xu Qinghe just thought that Wei Che was resentful of the lonely life he had lived in the Zhangzhou Buddhist temple for many years, but now it seems that there may be another hidden story behind this matter.
When they first met, she repeatedly mistook Wei Che for Xie Qi. Now that she knew that the two were most likely the same person, she actually hoped that Wei Che was just Wei Che.
She stared at Wei Che's eyes and felt that they were like an abyss with no bottom to see. No one knew what was hidden in the deepest part.
Their eyes met in the air, one with inquiry and the other calm.
The sky outside was getting darker and darker, making it difficult for Xu Qinghe to see Wei Che's eyes clearly.
After a moment, she finally opened her eyes, stood up and instructed the maid.
"Come here, set the table."
Wei Che took off his officer's hat and lit a lamp.
In the dim candlelight and the remaining light from outside, he leaned his forehead on the small table. When he closed his eyes, he saw Xu Qinghe's inquiring look just now.
Like a cold moon in the vast sky on a silent snowy night, it casts a cold and lonely light.
There was a rare silence at the dinner table in the evening.
The princess never spoke on her own initiative, and now even the prince remained silent. During the meal, the only sound that could be heard was the occasional crisp sound of spoons colliding with porcelain bowls.
The maids looked at each other and lowered their heads even more, wishing that even the sound of their breathing could be reduced to nothing.
After dinner, Xu Qinghe went to the studio, and Wei Che read a book in the place where she had just leaned over in the bedroom.
Later, he didn't know how much time had passed, and he hadn't even turned the pages of the half-volume book in his hand. When he came to his senses, the girl had already bathed and changed into pajamas, and was leaning against the charcoal basin with several maids doing her hair.
It turned out that more than an hour had passed.
He reluctantly put the book down and looked at the girl with his chin propped up.
Her black hair was dark, shiny, and silky. When she applied hair oil, it exuded a faint plum fragrance from head to toe, which made countless people envious.
In the past, it would have been his job to take care of her hair.
He thought about it in his mind, and simply walked over and was about to take the handkerchief from the maid.
He had just stretched out his hand halfway when the girl scolded him, "It's so late at night, why don't you go take a bath? Are you waiting for me to invite you?"
Her skin was already fair, and now, against the backdrop of her black hair and in this warm light, she looked even more like a glowing unpolished jade.
That glance with eyes full of autumn water was more like a spring breeze in April, which caused ripples in people's hearts.
Wei Che had been intending to bow his head, and now that this girl had taken the initiative to give him a good look, he naturally took the opportunity to climb up.
He grabbed her half-dry hair, sniffed it, smiled and said "Yes, sir."
Xu Qinghe didn't say anything. From the perspective of several maids, they seemed to be able to see the smile hidden in the corners of the princess's lips.
But Nanzhi could see clearly that there was a faint look in the princess's eyes.
"Would you like to help the princess rest?"
The hair care process has come to an end. Nanzhi sent the others away to rest and took an ivory comb to comb her hair.
Xu Qinghe raised his hand to cover a sleepy yawn and said cheerfully, "No need. You can go down too. I'll wait for him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Che had already stepped out.
He took the comb from Nanzhi, who then lowered her head and silently retreated.
Her long, smooth, black hair was seamless, and he combed it smoothly from beginning to end.
The slight pulling sensation on her scalp made Xu Qinghe close her eyes in comfort. She only opened her eyes after he combed her hair back and forth several times.
What caught my eye was this man haphazardly wiping his half-dry hair.
She frowned: "Sit down, I'll wipe your hair."
Wei Che raised his eyebrows slightly and agreed happily.
Xu Qinghe originally wanted to stand up and wipe him, but the man had long legs and with a light bend he pulled over a round stool, which just happened to fit in front of her so she could sit down.
She glanced at the man without saying anything, just wiped him quietly with the towel.
The candle on the small table flickered twice, becoming even more noticeable in the quiet atmosphere.
"I was trapped in the fire because of his negligence, which caused me to suffer such a great disaster."
In the silence, Wei Che suddenly spoke.
Xu Qinghe seemed to be wiping his hair wholeheartedly. She didn't say anything to stop him, but just listened quietly.
"Later, that man trapped me in a Zhangzhou Buddhist temple for many years because of what he called the monk's words. I came back for short stays several times, but he always drove me away."
He took a deep breath and said in a suffocating voice, "If possible, I don't want to call him 'father' even in front of others—hiss..."
Xu Qinghe accidentally lost his strength in his hand, causing Wei Che's scalp to hurt slightly.
She spread out the towel and saw a few strands of black hair lying on it. She picked up the hair and threw it lightly on the ground.
At the same time, he said quietly, "I never thought that the prince would be such a vengeful person."
"When it comes to holding a grudge, I can never compare to the princess."
Suddenly, a familiar laugh sounded in his ears. Before Xu Qinghe could react, he felt a weight on his wrist.
The man in front of her grabbed her hand and pulled her over, then he grabbed her waist and held her tightly, allowing her to sit safely on his lap.
She looked up, her cheeks slightly red, and she felt a little embarrassed.
Wei Che's black hair was scattered, which concealed a lot of his usual fierce and flamboyant aura.
Wearing a porcelain-white pajamas, with his back to the moonlight, he seemed to have a gentle and graceful air, like a gentleman.
It’s a pity that the so-called gentleman like jade was just her momentary illusion.
Otherwise, why would the hand of this "gentleman" in front of her be groping around her soft waist?
"Are you still angry?"
Wei Che knew that her silence at the dinner table just now was nothing more than a rebuke to him for not explaining why she had implied he was unfilial.
As long as he started to explain, the girl would no longer ignore him in anger.
But under normal circumstances, his reckless and unreasonable behavior would have made the girl unhappy.
But at this moment, the girl seemed like a different person. Not only did she not scold him, but she obediently straightened her body and met his increasingly hot lips.
He naturally enjoyed being intimate with her.
They hadn't touched each other for so long, and now as soon as they touched, they were like a bolt of lightning, kissing passionately in an instant.
Xu Qinghe's clothes had been stripped off piece by piece, but she did not feel cold. Instead, she felt that the temperature around her was getting hotter and hotter.
The thin string around her neck was unhooked, her clothes fell to the ground, and her nose was buried in the towering thing.
Xu Qinghe raised his neck and looked at the flickering flames on the small table with his peripheral vision.
She reached out and pressed his shoulder, and whispered, "Go to bed..."
Her moist, dark eyes were now filled with affection, and even her voice was unusually soft and gentle.
Wei Che looked at her deeply, lowered his head and sucked hard on her swollen lips, then picked her up and walked into the inner room.
The moment his back sank into the soft bedding, before Xu Qinghe could react, his lips were kissed again.
Her clothes had already fallen to the ground while she was walking. The man in front of her was dressed neatly, but after a while, he looked similar to her.
When they were completely combined, sighs and groans arose, mixed with the creaking of the bed and the man's deep, hoarse laughter.
"You thought about it, didn't you?"
They hadn't been this close for more than half a month.
At first, Xie Qi was involved because of the incident in the ring, and later the girl was in a bad mood and was menstruating. More than ten days passed in a hurry, and when they met again, they both felt a moment of strangeness towards each other.
But this strange feeling only lasted for a few breaths before disappearing completely in the increasingly rapid sounds of the bed.
While they were struggling, the girl suddenly called out "husband".
Her soft moans were so lingering that they almost made him surrender.
There was a loud bang on the bed, followed by a long moan from the girl, and then another angry sentence from him.
"Want to see me make a fool of myself, huh?"
In the extremely hot bed curtains, Xu Qinghe's forehead was still oozing with sweat, but she didn't care. Instead, she raised her white arms to wipe the sweat beads on the tip of his nose, and then put her arms around his broad shoulders.
She hugged him tightly, actively responding to his advances, and as expected, she heard his deep sigh in her ears.
She imitated what he once did to her, sucking his earlobe and biting his ear bone.
Then she said softly, "Husband, don't think too much, it's just what I feel."
"hiss……"
Wei Che closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes had darkened.
He couldn't see her expression, so he just held the girl's legs, and soon the expensive bed began to creak heavily and violently.
After a few strokes, Xu Qinghe ran out of strength.
Her arms fell weakly from his shoulders, and she clutched the mattress beneath her to resist the overwhelming discomfort.
"Your body... looks exactly like a military commander... Who would have guessed... that you were actually a pampered prince?"
She stared at the ceiling of the tent and spoke seemingly unintentionally, her eyes fixed on Wei Che.
The latter laughed softly. A drop of sweat appeared on his chin, but Xu Qinghe no longer had the energy to wipe it off.
As he moved, the sweat fell down and fell into the ravine.
"Have you ever seen the body of any other general?"
Before she came to the capital, he had been guarding her all the time. He had never let her see the bodies of military generals, let alone children.
After entering the capital, she was kept in the palace by Empress Dowager Wei at all times, not to mention meeting other men.
From then on, it was no longer possible for her to marry him.
The girl on the bed probably didn't want to be at a disadvantage, so she raised her chin and said "of course".
Wei Che took it seriously and immediately stopped moving, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is it?"
During those five years when they hadn't met, someone finally took advantage of them!
Xu Qinghe lowered her eyes to look at her, and gently uttered two words with her red lips parted:
"Thank you Qi."
Wei Che was stunned at first, then quickly lowered his head, and the expression in his eyes was immediately concealed.
Xu Qinghe looked at him coldly, and saw that he quickly returned to his smiling face.
"You know I care about what happened between you two in the past, but you still bring it up at this time. What's your intention, huh?"
As the bed made a noise, Xu Qinghe was forced to move slightly and was about to hit the headboard.
Wei Che stretched out his arms and pulled the man back.
"you--"
All the words that came out of his mouth were swallowed by the person.
Then came a violent storm that seemed to be caused by anger and shame.
…
After the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, both of them were covered in sticky sweat.
Wei Che hugged her from behind, his chest pressed tightly against her smooth back.
"Why did you have to mention him just now?"
"Who?" Xu Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You know I'm talking about Xie Qi."
Mentioning him at this time is clearly a test.
Xu Qinghe turned her back to him and slowly opened her eyes, with a cold look in them.
"Why do you think that is?"
Wei Che's throat rolled slightly, and his hands froze. He felt a chill down his spine because of her question instead of an answer.
If he told the truth at this moment, he would lose his composure and fall into a trap.
So I could only play dumb: "I... don't know."
"Why are you so stupid?"
Xu Qinghe suddenly turned around and faced him. Her eyes, which had been calm just now, now had a hint of smile. Even her usually calm voice had a hint of softness.
She raised her hand and stroked his cheek, whispering, "I want to tell you not to care about Xie Qi anymore."
"...What?" Wei Che was unable to react for a moment.
Xu Qinghe raised her head, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips, with a relieved smile on her brows and eyes.
"I say, stop being jealous of Xie Qi."
She smiled slightly, with undisguised joy in her eyes.
"Because... I have completely let him go."
【Author’s words】
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