122 Chapter 122
◎The end justifies the means, this is the real me.◎
In the silence, Xu Qinghe almost forgot to blink.
She let him lick her lips and tongue, and she just stared at the person in front of her.
In the eyes and eyebrows of the man with whom she had been facing day and night, she could no longer see any trace of the familiarity of the past, only strangeness.
So she struggled and beat his chest with both hands, but he grabbed her wrist with one hand instead, completely removing the remaining strength from her.
She suddenly began to doubt, could this person really be Xie Qi?
Could this really be the Xie Qi who had been obedient to her since childhood and had never said a harsh word to her?
The Xie Qi in her memory was clearly not like this.
He is always high-spirited and unrestrained, just like a pearl in the sea or the moon in the sky, shining brightly and flawlessly. How could he be so paranoid and crazy now?
As if he had heard the confusion in her heart, Wei Che finally let her go after a long time and smiled with the corners of his lips.
He pressed his forehead against hers and said, "What are you thinking about? Of course I am Xie Qi."
"No, you're not."
Xu Qinghe was still panting, but she reached out and pushed him away: "The real Xie Qi would never let me accompany him to acknowledge the thief as his father and become such an unfaithful and unfilial person."
Wei Che shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"No, he will."
"He will definitely do this to keep you. Qinghe, he will do anything to achieve his goal. This is the real Xie Qi."
He was able to establish himself on the battlefield at a young age, and it was not due to the bright moon and fresh breeze.
Those tricks of luring the enemy deep into his territory and then annihilating them in one fell swoop made him achieve great military exploits, both large and small. The countless corpses and blood made him famous on the battlefield.
It's just that he never let her discover these unbearable and dark things.
"You haven't fully recovered yet, so don't go anywhere for the next few days. Rest well."
He stood up, picked up the plate of cold pastries on the table, and said softly, "I'll go get you some warmer ones. The medicine just now was so bitter, you must be feeling unwell. Be obedient and wait for me to come back."
Xu Qinghe felt that the way he looked at her now was just as if he was looking at one of his possessions.
She watched him walk away slowly.
The soap boots stepped on the pastries that had just fallen to the ground, leaving only crumbs.
Was the medicine very bitter?
But she felt that it was far from the pain she felt now...
Nanzhi was guarding outside the door.
The two people in the room seemed to have a heated argument, but it soon calmed down.
She waited anxiously, and soon heard the door creak open.
Prince Wei came out carrying a plate of cakes, his face sullen as he stared ahead, his voice cold and hard: "The princess has been weak these past few days, so please take good care of her and don't leave the house."
...so you don't have to leave the house?
Does this mean putting them under house arrest?
After Wei Che left completely, she hurriedly pushed the door open and entered the inner room, where she saw the princess leaning against the bed.
The princess has extremely beautiful black hair that is as smooth and shiny as silk.
But now, that beautiful hair makes her sick face look even paler.
The thin face, pale skin, and red eyes all made the originally beautiful woman look visibly fragile.
It seemed that if the cold wind from outside the window blew in again, she would be blown away by the wind.
Nanzhi was stunned. Her heart felt like someone was grabbing it, causing waves of pain. She quickly closed the window beside her.
She rarely saw the princess like this.
The last time, not long after entering the palace, I heard that the young general had died in a sea of fire.
"Princess..."
She sat down beside the bed, held the princess's cold hand, and solemnly promised: "Princess, no matter what happens, Nanzhi will be by your side. No matter what the princess wants to do, Nanzhi will help you."
After a moment, the hand in her palm began to hold her back.
The princess seemed to have finally regained her focus and looked at her slowly, but with a bit of confusion.
"Nanzhi, he is no longer the person I knew."
"I want to leave here, I want to leave here immediately..."
As soon as she spoke, Nanzhi burst into tears out of grievance.
How could her little princess, who had been loved since childhood, become like this now?
**
Xu Qinghe was vulnerable for only a moment.
When the Golden Crow rose again, she was quickly awakened by the sunlight seeping into the bed curtains.
Even though the curtains were piled up layer by layer, she finally saw the light outside.
She stared at the light for a long time, until her eyes became sore and dry.
At this moment, Nanzhi's voice suddenly came to my ears.
"The princess is still asleep, please go back first, my prince."
Wei Che seemed to ignore her, and Xu Qinghe heard Nanzhi repeat herself: "The princess is still asleep, please go back first, my prince."
He still ignored her and finally broke into the inner room.
The moment her eyes met his, Xu Qinghe saw that he was obviously relieved. His tense body relaxed instantly, and he murmured, "So you're still here..."
Xu Qinghe sneered: "The prince is watching me so closely, where else can I go if I'm not here?"
Wei Che gently took her hand and said softly, "Are you feeling bored? Don't worry, when you are well again, I will accompany you wherever you want to go."
Xu Qinghe looked up at him: "What if I want to leave here?"
Wei Che shook his head: "Not now. When everything is over, I will definitely leave with you. Qinghe, wait for me. We will be able to return to the Southern Territory by March next year at the latest."
He leaned over and hugged her gently, wrapping her in the familiar breath and embrace, but Xu Qinghe no longer felt the peace of mind she once had.
Of course she knew that he was capable enough to solve all problems perfectly, but she was far less able to endure humiliation than he was.
She really couldn't stay in this place surrounded by enemies.
She really wanted to leave.
But Wei Che almost cut off all contact between her and Nanzhi and the outside world.
She was too sick to leave the house, and even Nanzhi was imprisoned here. No news from outside could be passed in, and no information from inside could be passed out.
No matter how Nanzhi threatened or bribed the maids, they never said a word and just served with all their heart and soul.
At this time, Xu Qinghe had to admit that Wei Che was determined to lock her by his side.
So she began to become depressed and treated Wei Che coldly. She ignored his sweet words, knocked over the cakes and snacks he brought back, and even stopped him at the door when she didn't want to see him.
But he never got tired of it and always came to see her every day.
Even when she woke up in the middle of the night, she could still see the blurry figure sitting outside the bed through the curtains.
Xu Qinghe wrapped herself in the quilt, staring at the back, her eyes becoming more and more moist, and finally she couldn't help but shed tears quietly.
He is no longer the boy she once liked.
She must leave.
**
More than ten days later, Wei Che discovered that Xu Qinghe's attitude had finally begun to soften.
She began to accept the bowl of medicine he handed her, started to eat the snacks he brought back, and even began to make an exception and allow him to sleep in the same bed with her.
The weather was getting colder at this time, and he thought that the girl probably needed someone to warm her bed.
Or maybe she just felt sorry for him because he had to wait outside the bed every day and didn't dare to come in, for fear that he would catch a cold.
He knew clearly that there must be other reasons for her transformation, but he was only willing to believe that it was simply because she was soft-hearted.
When the warm and soft body was embraced by him again, Wei Che finally felt the long-lost peace of mind.
Fortunately, she is still there.
So I had a rare good night's sleep.
When he woke up the next day, the person in his arms was still sleeping. He tried to leave quietly, but unexpectedly woke her up.
She seemed to have slept soundly that night. When she saw him about to get up, she tightened her arms around his waist lovingly. She was actually too well-behaved.
"What time is it, and where are you going?"
Wei Che lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, saying softly, "It's almost noon, it's still early, you should get some more sleep. I'll go to the office and be back in the afternoon."
The girl in his arms finally let him go, and when he was about to leave, she reached out and hooked her fingers with his.
With her eyes still closed, she pulled his hand and whispered, "Bring me some hot bread when you come back. I want Cui Ji's, something warm."
Wei Che leaned down and kissed her fingertips again, with a smile almost bursting out of his eyes.
"Got it. I'll make sure to bring it back to you hot."
However, what he didn't know was that the girl on the bed opened her eyes the moment he walked out of the curtains.
There was clarity in her clear eyes, without any trace of sleepiness from before.
Later, Wei Che bought all the steamed buns from Cui Ji, the crispy cakes from Liu Ji, the red silk steamed buns from Tai Feng Lou, the pepper and sesame chicken from Qing Yun Zhai, the wisteria cakes from Tian Xiang Zhai, and the fish from Nian Xiang Ju.
Those who could wait would get the food and leave, then hand it to the girl personally and watch the smile bloom in her eyes and brows. Those who could not wait would have someone prepare the food and send it to the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion.
But Xu Qinghe's taste became more and more picky.
She either thought the Tengluo Pancake was too sweet or the Pepper and Sesame Chicken was too tough. After trying many of them, she found that only the fish from Nian Xiangju was to her liking.
So Wei Che knew that the girl was homesick.
The so-called Nian Xiangju is a restaurant that opened in Beijing half a year ago.
As soon as Wei Che walked into the building, he immediately understood where the "hometown" this restaurant was referring to.
It is the southern border.
Whether it is the layout of the building or the food on the table, the characteristics of the South are reflected everywhere.
Because of this, people from the southern border came here to express their homesickness, and people from other places came to admire it. The restaurant soon gained a place in the capital.
So the girl was picky not because she only wanted to eat the food at this restaurant, but because she missed home.
This was Wei Che's last shift of the year, and he would start his annual leave the next day. However, because arrangements had to be made in advance for foreign visitors to celebrate Emperor Yongshun's birthday next year, he returned a little late that day.
Since he had missed the rebate, he asked someone to go to Nianxiangju to order some food and send it back to Fengheyuan, and told Xu Qinghe to eat first.
However, when he returned to Fengheyuan in the twilight, the food from Nianxiangju was still there, almost untouched.
Of course, he wouldn't be so confident that this girl was waiting for him to come back and have dinner together, because she never did that.
"Don't you like his food? Why don't you eat it? It can't be that he left it for me, right?"
Xu Qinghe was leaning on the couch reading a book. He glanced at him and said, "It was already cold when it was delivered. It has lost its original flavor. If you want to eat it, just try it."
Wei Che took a bite and found that the flavor was indeed much less delicious.
Nianxiangju is separated from the Fuguogong Mansion by several streets, and one has to cross Zhuquetian Street in the middle. Even if the carriage delivering food is fast, it will take at least two quarters of an hour. If there are many people, it is possible to wait for half an hour.
"I happen to be free tomorrow, so why don't I go with you to get some ready-made food?"
When they went to bed at night, Wei Che put his arm around her shoulders and said.
Xu Qinghe nodded and said yes, then quickly shook his head and refused: "It's estimated that it will snow again in the next few days. The weather is too cold. I don't want to go."
His words and expression were full of regret.
Wei Che thought that no matter what, he had to let this girl have a fresh hometown meal before the New Year.
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