118 Chapter 118
◎The one kissing her is her lost lover.◎
The person who pushed the window opened it very quickly, not letting any of the cold wind from outside in.
Not long after, the curtains outside the bed moved slightly, and the corner of her quilt was gently lifted.
The next moment, a familiar embrace wrapped her in warmth.
Xu Qinghe didn't open his eyes, but just hugged the man's waist tightly, buried his head in his arms and sniffed lightly.
There is no sweet powder scent, only the fresh scent of soapberry.
"You're back."
"Did it wake you?"
Wei Che stroked her long hair, feeling that her light sniffing of him was childish, so he smiled and said, "I dare not stink the princess. I just washed it specially, so there is naturally no smell. If you don't believe me, try smelling it again."
Xu Qinghe still had his eyes closed. He raised his hand to push away the head that was leaning towards him. "What are you doing?"
Wei Che said, "People from the southern border came to report on military matters. To conceal their presence, we met them at Yichun Tower as usual. Apart from that, we did nothing else."
"...I know, but I don't doubt you for that."
If he was just Wei Che, then she might still have doubts about what he was doing, because he was a spoiled prince since childhood, and it was natural that he would seek pleasure because of loneliness.
But she was Xie Qi, who had grown up with her, and he would never do that.
He was the person she had liked since she was a child. He was the best in both character and ability.
The only drawback is that this man now likes to make decisions for her, thinking that it is all for her good, so he hides from her things that should be told to him.
She was still angry about this a few days ago and was unwilling to talk to this man nicely. She would always make a few sarcastic remarks to him from time to time, and would not stop until she saw the struggle and guilt in his eyes.
But today, seeing the sadness on Lin Xiao's face and the bustle in the streets that could not be enjoyed by the fallen soldiers, she suddenly felt a little relieved.
actually……
"As long as you're alive...it's fine."
At least at this moment, she was willing to let go of her previous deception and concealment and just be glad that he was still alive.
Wei Che lowered his eyes to look at her black hair, and noticed that the girl's arms around his waist had tightened a little.
He opened his mouth, but tacitly agreed not to explain.
Whether it was the matter of Yichunlou or the matter of concealing his identity, he knew she understood.
Wei Che softened his heart, stroking her long hair and asking softly, "A few days ago, you were always trying to make trouble for me and wanted to see me laugh. Why did you forgive me so easily today?"
Xu Qinghe pinched his waist and said, "Nonsense, I haven't forgiven you."
This girl always likes to say one thing and mean another.
Wei Che couldn't help but laugh, then he lowered his head to find her eyes and said quietly, "You haven't forgiven me, so who is the Tengluo cake on the table for?"
Xu Qinghe was choked and simply closed his eyes tighter.
Needless to say, this man must be smiling very proudly now, just like when he was young and found that she was unconsciously jealous of him and the other girl, he felt both annoying and proud.
She said angrily, "Don't flatter yourself. I bought it to feed the dog."
The smug look on Wei Che's face froze immediately.
You actually called him a dog?
After a while, he suddenly smiled again, moved his hand to the girl's waist, and rubbed it lightly.
Xu Qinghe was startled and when he opened his eyes subconsciously, he met the man's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but actually contained a threat.
She couldn't help but think of the absurd things she had done in the past and couldn't help but shrink back, but this man shamelessly leaned over and chased after her.
His hand was still gripping the back of her neck, and he said to her, almost gritting his teeth, "When did you get a dog? How come I didn't know, huh?"
Xu Qinghe was not actually afraid of him, but the man's shoulders were too broad, making her feel suffocated as if she was completely covered.
She raised her hands to his chest, trying to push him away.
"Why do you mind me..."
The remaining words were swallowed.
There was a lingering scent of soapberries on his body, he must have just showered and rinsed his mouth, but when their lips met, Xu Qinghe could still taste a hint of wine lingering in his mouth.
She thought vaguely that something good must have happened in Yichunlou today, which made him drink.
Just as I was about to identify what kind of wine he was drinking from the aroma, the hand on my waist suddenly tightened.
He held her directly on top of him.
Now the two of them were almost pressed tightly together, even her hand that was resting on his chest was sandwiched between the two bodies.
Xu Qinghe was held by him at the back of her head and waist, and was forced to raise her head to endure his passionate kiss.
Wei Che's lips were pressed tightly against hers, constantly changing the angle, passing his breath to her and snatching the air from her mouth.
Later, without her noticing when, the man's tongue came in again, hooked hers, and sucked slowly and carefully.
It made her tongue numb, her whole body go limp, and she couldn't help but let out a soft hum from her throat.
"Um……"
Xu Qinghe felt as if the air around him was burning, making his whole body feel hot, and he couldn't help but want to shrink back and run away.
But the person kissing her was Xie Qi.
It’s Xie Qi.
It was Xie Qi, whom she had liked for so long and had kept in her heart for five years.
He was her original sweetheart.
It was her lost lover.
Thinking of the longing he had felt day and night for the past five years, and the confusion he felt after waking up from the dream again and again, Xu Qinghe's nose felt sore.
In order to prevent him from noticing her emotional changes, she began to respond actively, retracting her hand that was against him, then climbing onto his shoulders and hugging him tightly.
It was like adding a piece of firewood to the already hot air, and the sparks immediately attached themselves to it, burning tiny flames all around.
Xu Qinghe's whole body was burning hot, and his throat was dry and hot from the flames.
"Xu Qinghe."
When the person in his arms could no longer bear it, Wei Che finally let her go, but then turned over and pressed her directly onto the bed.
He lowered his head, looked at the girl's swollen lips and red eyes, and asked the same question again.
"Who is the Tengluo Cake for?"
Xu Qinghe lowered her wet eyelashes, hiding her emotions, and whispered, "...for you."
Just three ordinary words were enough to make Wei Che's heart surge with joy.
"Ancestor, it's really not easy to get you to admit it yourself..."
"I……"
Before Xu Qinghe could react, the man kissed her again.
Hotter than before, more delicate than before, but even more... impatient than before.
That's strange.
A person's kiss can be both delicate and urgent.
As she thought this, his hot lips had already moved down along the side of her neck.
The clothes were quickly removed, and the two soon began to speak openly to each other again.
Their hot bodies pressed together, and when the arrow was on the string, Wei Che forced himself to stop.
Xu Qinghe looked over in confusion.
Wei Che's voice was hoarse, as if he had rolled in sand and gravel: "Does your body still hurt?"
In an instant, her face felt hot again, and her cheeks were already redder than ever.
She thought of the fingers that were fiddling with the earrings in her ears today, and how they had been drenched in water several times last night.
He actually used his fingers more last night, but it didn't hurt her much.
Wei Che then chuckled: "I understand."
Then he started working hard again.
This should be the most compatible time for them since they got married.
One asked for as much as he could, the other gave with all his strength, and the creaking of the bed frame rose and fell in the silent night.
What made Wei Che feel relieved was that at the last moment, the girl finally stopped calling him Xie Qi with bad intentions. She only said a barely audible sentence in a tight hug after the rain stopped, "Xie Qi, I'm fine..."
...What's good about me?
I miss you so much?
I like you so much?
Wei Che couldn't guess, let alone ask, simply because the girl had already fallen asleep at that time.
He had no choice but to clean up the mess without complaint, and finally held the person in his arms with satisfaction.
She finally forgave him.
However, the next morning, to his great frustration, the girl again denied her promise.
**
The first thing Xu Qinghe felt after opening his eyes was regret.
I was so soft-hearted last night that I said those words.
——As long as you are alive, it’s good.
How come it’s good now?
He was alive, but he used his dual identity to play tricks on her. When she was thinking about Xie Qi, he used his eyes and eyebrows that were similar to Xie Qi's to make her dazed. When she fell in love with Wei Che, he mentioned Xie Qi over and over again.
It was simply humiliating for her.
So she kicked the half-asleep man under the bed and picked up his pillow and threw it at him.
"From today on, you will sleep in the study in the front yard."
Wei Che rolled onto the ground, catching the pillow with his backhand. He was still half asleep, still a bit confused: "...What? ...Why?"
Xu Qinghe turned around and lay down again, saying unhappily, "You know it well. Until now, I haven't mentioned killing you with a sword, which is already a mercy."
Wei Che sat on the ground holding a pillow, his clothes slightly untied, revealing a large area of his muscular chest, which was covered with a few light scratch marks.
Didn’t I tell him yesterday that as long as he was alive, everything was fine?
How come he turned against me when I woke up?
At first he was a little confused, but soon he realized what was going on.
The girl felt that her softness yesterday had made her lose face, so she was unwilling to admit it.
Her period was approaching and she was in a bad mood. Wei Che knew that if he continued to hang around her at this time, it would only make her feel worse.
It just so happened that he had something to do these days and came back late at night, so it was better for them to sleep separately so as not to wake her up.
Xu Qinghe ignored him. After the people disappeared from the room, she called Nanzhi to come and wash up.
"Hey, Princess, where's that wisteria cake on the table? It's been sitting there all night, so I guess it's inedible."
Xu Qinghe glanced at the table and found that both the plate and the cake were gone.
She remembered the man's persistent questioning last night and couldn't help but smile: "I fed it to the dog."
dog?
"When did the princess get a dog?"
"Just raised it these past few days. Oh, by the way, send someone to Tianxiangzhai to buy some snacks and send them to the second young lady while they're still hot."
As his eyes moved, Xu Qinghe saw a red plum blossom in a white glazed vase on the table, and he thought of Wei Yun.
She brought the red plum blossom to her nose and sniffed it, thinking of Wei Yun's childish face yesterday, and then she thought of Aunt Jin, whom she had only met a few times.
Finally, she suddenly paused and suddenly recalled the portrait of the spy from Nanyi Kingdom.
"Hey, Princess, it's windy outside, put on your cloak!"
Nanzhi thought she was going out, so she quickly picked up her cloak and followed her, but she found that the princess was actually walking quickly to the studio.
She hurriedly followed and served the princess with writing materials.
Half an hour later, two portraits were placed in front of Nanzhi.
One is a portrait of Concubine Jin in the mansion, and the other is a portrait of the soldier who infiltrated the Southern Border Army with Nan Mingzhao.
Nanzhi looked at the two portraits, somewhat confused: "What does the princess mean by this?"
Xu Qinghe picked up his pen and roughly sketched a portrait of Aunt Jin in men's clothing on another piece of paper.
Nanzhi looked at the three paintings repeatedly, and the expression on his face changed from confusion at first to sudden enlightenment later.
"My princess, are you saying... that the person who followed Nan Mingzhao into the army was Concubine Jin from the mansion?!"
Xu Qinghe closed his eyes.
Sure enough, this was not just her illusion.
Even if the spy was not Aunt Jin herself, she was definitely involved.
In this way, it makes sense why Aunt Jin always prevents Wei Yun from contacting her.
But does Wei Che know about this?
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