121 Chapter 121
◎ "Wei Che, let's get a divorce."◎
In the raging snowstorm, cold fingers stroked her stiff cheek. Xu Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly as she heard Wei Che say word by word:
"Won't."
"Even if you hate me or resent me, I will never let you marry someone else."
The five years of secretly watching her walking side by side with others in dark corners had caused him extreme pain.
Therefore, how could he accept her being an equal with someone other than him and even having children with him?
Impossible.
This is simply impossible.
However, Xu Qinghe looked at him blankly: "Xie Qi, I seem to have forgotten who you are... What about you? Do you still remember who you are?"
Wei Che was stunned at first, then smiled bitterly: "After so many years, I sometimes feel that the recklessness of my youth is too far away from me. But only when I see you, can I get closer to my former self."
"Qinghe, the only thing that connects me to the past, besides the hatred that wiped out my family, is you."
She was all he had left.
Xu Qinghe looked up at him.
She looked at him, and at the same time, she also saw the flying snow swirling above them, like a dense net that trapped them here and made it impossible for them to escape.
If it weren't for Wei Yiqun, they would have been able to spend their lives with their relatives and friends and grow old together.
But even though this man had committed such a heinous crime, she still called him father again and again, and even felt grateful to him in her heart.
Over the years, not only has she failed to find out the truth, but she has also continued to recognize the thief as her father.
She is simply... simply unworthy of being a woman.
"When you lied to me again and again, didn't you ever think about the day when I would find out everything?"
Wei Che shook his head: "Of course I thought about it. But from the day I hid my identity and reunited with you, there was no turning back. I could only make up one lie after another to keep you away from the truth and away from danger."
"But Qinghe, you have to believe me. Once I've resolved everything, we'll go back to the Southern Territory and return to our previous lives, okay?"
Xu Qinghe raised her head and let the ice and snow fall on her cheeks, making her feel cold.
She laughed: "But Xie Qi, I really don't know how to trust you again."
Even her loved ones are deceiving and lying to her, who else can she trust?
She thought that she had to leave the Prince's Mansion and leave him as soon as possible.
She had to let him know that she hated him for making decisions for her in a self-righteous manner, and hated him for concealing and deceiving her in a self-righteous manner.
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Xu Qinghe fell seriously ill.
In a hazy state of consciousness, the images in my mind extended from my childhood to the present.
There are the majestic and loving father and mother, the gentle and amiable uncle and aunt of the Xie family, and the Xie brothers and Nanzhi who grew up playing together.
It snowed in winter, and everyone gathered in the plum garden of the palace to enjoy the snow.
When Xie Qi was young and playful, he made a snowball and threw it at his second brother, who immediately fought back.
Later, somehow, as they were playing, the garden became a battlefield for several children.
Princess Nan'an smiled and led everyone to the small pavilion in the garden, watching the younger ones playing.
Xu Qinghe lowered his head to make a snowball, and when he stood up and looked up again, he suddenly realized that there was no one around.
Later, the white snow scene faded and was replaced by festive red.
The wedding procession scattered wedding money and flowers along the way and marched all the way to the gate of the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion, which was crowded with guests and bustling with activity.
When the sedan chair landed, Wei Che, dressed in wedding clothes, dismounted and picked her up from the sedan chair.
At this time, Xu Qinghe was like a bystander who could not be seen by others. She followed the relatives and friends into the hall and watched her and Wei Che worship heaven and earth.
However, just as she finished paying homage to heaven and earth and was about to pay homage to her parents, she suddenly remembered Aunt Jin's words and the truth of the matter.
No, no!
How could she kowtow to the murderer of her father!
Xu Qinghe screamed as he pushed through the crowd.
“No…No…No!”
A fishy-sweet taste suddenly surged in her throat. She turned sideways and opened her mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Xu Qinghe opened his eyes drowsily and found that the scene around him was very familiar.
It is the Fuguogong Mansion.
It turned out that everything just now was a dream, and she was still in Fenghe Courtyard of the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion.
"I've already vomited out the blood clots. How are you? Are you still feeling unwell?"
When he raised his eyes, he saw Wei Che's pale and haggard face.
After returning to the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion, he became the eldest son of the Wei family again.
Well, after being a prince who has only been enjoying a comfortable life for six years, who would be willing to go back to being a young general who had to fight amidst swords and spears?
But when she looked at his eyes, she couldn't help but think of the plum garden in her dream.
At that time, he was still just Xie Qi, and she was still a little princess who was loved by both parents.
"Come here, hurry up and get the doctor."
Wei Che didn't dare to look at the sadness in her eyes anymore, and quickly turned his head away.
Half a minute later, the doctor rushed over.
"The princess's blood clots have dissipated and she's fine now. She just needs to rest."
Wei Che finally breathed a sigh of relief. He asked someone to send the doctor away, thinking about talking to Xu Qinghe again.
Just at this moment, Mrs. Zhao Wan, the wife of the Duke of Fuguo, came uninvited.
Xu Qinghe looked at this official's wife who was the same age as her mother, took her hand kindly, and asked her about her well-being.
"You caught a cold and are now unconscious with a persistent high fever. For four or five days straight, Che'er has been taking care of you without taking off his clothes. He even has to taste the soup to check its temperature before feeding it to you."
Although he looked at her with a kind face, every word he said was a compliment to his son.
Admittedly, as a mother, there is nothing wrong with speaking well of her son in front of her daughter-in-law.
But Xu Qinghe knew clearly that the person in front of him was his enemy's wife.
She used to be able to be respectful to him for Wei Che, but now she is unwilling to do so.
Just think of it as a drastic change in temperament after a serious illness.
She pulled her hand away from the other person's palm: "I'm not fully recovered yet, and I'm already feeling a little tired."
Faced with such rude order to leave from his daughter-in-law, Zhao Wan frowned slightly and wanted to reprimand her, but was stopped by his son.
Xu Qinghe watched Wei Che politely escort them out the door. She rubbed her forehead and, after dismissing everyone, asked Nanzhi, "Where are the mother and daughter?"
She was asking about Jin Yao and Wei Yun.
All the servants were dismissed, and the courtyard was quiet. The master and servant lowered their voices so that they could hear each other clearly without being heard outside the inner room.
Nanzhi whispered back, "Don't worry, Princess. He is still well guarded in the other courtyard and has not alarmed anyone."
But after all, the mansion lost a girl first, and then a concubine, who was a spy from the Nanyi Kingdom. Wei Yiqun would certainly not let this matter go easily.
If he found out that I was passing through the city on the day Jin Yao disappeared, it would inevitably alert the enemy.
"——How did I get home that day?"
She only remembered that she met Wei Che in the snow that day. After questioning him, her blood rushed to her head and she lost consciousness not long after.
When I woke up again, it was already now.
The reason why Wei Che showed up at that time must have been that he had been sending people to secretly watch Jin Yao for a long time, and followed her all the way when he noticed that her behavior was suspicious.
The princess' throat was a little hoarse, so Nanzhi went to pour her a glass of warm water.
"It was the prince who brought the princess back. He said he was taking her out to enjoy the snow, but she caught a cold halfway through and had to come back. Princess, you scared me back then. From childhood to adulthood, I've never seen you so seriously ill."
What Xu Qinghe was thinking was that since Wei Che testified for her, Wei Yiqun would not link the disappearance of Jin Yao and Wei Yun to herself in the short term.
She breathed a sigh of relief: "Keep a good look after the mother and daughter, don't treat them harshly."
"By the way, what about Ah Yue? How is she? Is she seriously injured?"
The person tied to the chair that Jin Yao saw that day was not Wei Yun, but a little beggar named A Yue who was hired by Xu Qinghe with a large sum of money.
Jinyao had been searching for her daughter for a long time and was on the verge of collapse. When she saw the little girl who was dressed the same as her daughter and had a similar stature, she did not doubt it at all. In her panic, she just hoped that she would not be hurt.
This gave Xu Qinghe the opportunity to replace the original with the fake.
Nanzhi replied, "It's not serious. As instructed by the princess, Ah Yue had wrapped pig's blood around her body beforehand. Plus, she was wearing thick winter clothes, so it only scratched her skin. She received the silver and was allowed to settle down in that town. She was very happy."
Xu Qinghe nodded: "That's good, send some people to protect them secretly."
The orphan girl is helpless and knows the suffering here best.
Perhaps he knew that she didn't want to see him, or perhaps he was really busy, because half an hour later, Wei Che reappeared in front of her with a bowl of black medicine in his hand.
Xu Qinghe smelled the bitter smell that made him dizzy and subconsciously frowned.
Just as Zhao Wan had said, Wei Che tasted the medicine himself first, and only after making sure it was not too hot did he feed it to her.
She stared at the spoon for a moment, then simply took the bowl and drank the medicine in one gulp.
The bitter taste immediately spread to the tip of the tongue, went all the way down the throat, and almost drew out all the medicine that had just entered the stomach.
Xu Qinghe gritted his teeth, avoided the sweet pastries that Wei Che immediately handed over, and held on for a few breaths before completely suppressing the nausea.
"Wei Che, let's get a divorce."
She said this in a very calm tone, as if she was saying, "Let's eat fish today."
But it stirred up a thousand waves in Wei Che's heart.
He said nothing, holding the cake tightly in his hand, with sweet crumbs falling between his fingers.
He opened his mouth to refuse, but just as he opened his mouth, he heard the girl in front of him add:
"You know what I'm doing."
He was slightly startled, then smiled bitterly.
Yes, how could he not know the reason.
He should have agreed and let her go instead of being trapped here like himself.
But he won't agree.
Never.
When the couple's private topic was mentioned, Nanzhi hurriedly put away the medicine bowl and left with his head down, but in the end he just retreated to the door and stood guard to make sure that no one was hiding around and eavesdropping.
Inside the room, Wei Che sat silently beside the bed.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment, with only tiny dust particles floating slowly in the air. Xu Qinghe leaned quietly against the pillow behind her, and suddenly remembered the time when she had just married into the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion.
At that time, she fell seriously ill after taking peanuts, and after waking up, she was leaning here like this.
And what about him?
He was sitting there with a gloomy face, just like he is now.
"I won't agree to a divorce."
"Absolutely not."
He shook off the pastry crumbs on his hand and used his other clean hand to hold her increasingly thin jaw, looking into her eyes that seemed to contain an abyss that could swallow everything.
He suddenly seemed like a different person.
"Qinghe, do you know how I lived in the past five years?"
"Every year I look forward to finding an opportunity to return to Kyoto so I can see you from afar. But at the same time, I dread such moments."
"I'm afraid to see you talking and laughing sweetly to another man, caring for him deeply, and loving him deeply."
"I'm even more afraid that when I return to Beijing one day, I'll hear the happy news about you and another man."
"Qinghe, you should have been my wife."
"No matter who I am, you should be my wife."
He suddenly leaned over and pressed down on her unexpectedly, and the tall black shadow immediately enveloped her tightly.
The next moment, warm lips covered Xu Qinghe's.
【Author’s words】
I'm sorry, some bad things happened today and I didn't have time to update on time [explosive crying][explosive crying][explosive crying]
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