93 Chapter 93
◎When it was over, she even saw a glimmer of light.◎
"The princess has been married into the mansion for over two months now. It's time for her to take over the housekeeping duties from mother. Mother has suggested that once the princess is well again, she should go and learn from her."
Wei Fu lowered her head and took a sip of tea, pursing her lips slightly.
Wei Che lowered his eyes, playing with the green-glazed lotus leaf-patterned cup in his hand, and remained silent.
This cup was found by the girl from her dowry. It has a fine, white, dense body and a light green glaze. The rim of the cup is like a lotus leaf extending out of the water, catching drops of rain and dew. [1]
This color has always been her favorite.
Wei Fu only saw him lowering his eyes, with the corners of his lips slowly curling up, and thought that this matter was probably going to be successful.
But just as she was about to say something, she heard the person sitting on the table say, "No need. The princess is weak and unable to bear this responsibility. Please ask mother and elder sister to take care of the affairs of the mansion."
Although there was a smile in his eyes, Wei Fu was always good at observing people's expressions. Moreover, she had been secretly following him for five years. How could she not see that he was beginning to feel helpless?
But she did not back down, and her face still had an impeccable gentle smile.
"What are you talking about? A married woman is bound to be involved in worldly affairs. The trouble you caused when you first got married has already caused a lot of ridicule towards our Duke's Mansion in the capital. Now that the princess is no longer taking over the affairs of the mansion, those who don't know would think that mother is unwilling to give up power."
At the end of her speech, a look of helplessness appeared on her face. "I'm sure my third brother and the princess wouldn't want mother to bear this infamy for nothing."
Wei Che laughed, his eyes growing colder. "It was me who was such a jerk that she left in the beginning, but I managed to coax her back with my kind words. The fault is all mine, not hers."
"Besides, as for the reputation of the mansion, wasn't that ruined by me a long time ago? Debts are nothing to worry about. The princess and I are newlyweds, and we are in love and can't wait to be together all the time. At this moment, I can't bear to let her go and learn the business of a housekeeper."
What...what are you talking about?
Wei Fu's dignified face finally showed a crack.
What about being inseparable and being entangled? How could he actually say these words in broad daylight?
It has been more than two months since the marriage. He first wanted to take a concubine, and then stayed overnight at Yichun Tower. Rumors were rife in the capital, saying that the prince was tired of the princess. Now he said that they were in love and had a strong relationship?
Are you trying to fool someone?
All in all, he clearly just wanted to protect the princess, so he said those words!
Outside the door, Xu Qinghe had been standing there for some time and happened to hear Wei Che's words of defense for her.
She was secretly moved, but who knew that this man had to mention things like "inseparable" and "entangled together". Every word reminded her of the absurdity of the past few days. She was afraid that he would accidentally say something else, so she quickly lifted the curtain and went in.
"Big sister."
Wei Fu raised her eyes and saw the girl with black hair tied up in a round and soft bun like clouds. Her face was slightly made up, which made her eyebrows look like distant mountains and her face like the bright moon. There was a little light red on her lips, which looked like lip balm but not really, which made her look more lively.
The princess was wearing a light blue long skirt that revealed her slender waist, and a green jacket on the outside. With a faint smile on her lips, she looked like an immortal in the painting when she walked in from outside.
Even Wei Fu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
However, when his eyes fell on her snow-white neck and the light red that was not covered, he finally came back to his senses.
She couldn't help but think of the red at the corner of Wei Che's eye when he came in just now, which was a bit coquettish. And wasn't the princess now also a rosy-faced and red-lipped one?
What's not to understand?
Wei Fu clenched the green-glazed porcelain cup in her hand and forced herself to smile, "Princess."
Everyone says that the princess is dignified and polite, but which dignified and polite woman would fool around with her husband in broad daylight!
Wei Che had already stood up, with an earnest smile on his face. It was only a few steps away, but he walked over to hold her hand.
The smile was so dazzling that it immediately stung Wei Fu's eyes.
She looked at Xu Qinghe again, and a faint, angry smile appeared on her pretty face, which made her look even more lively, like an immortal who had come down to earth to save all living beings.
It must be because of this face that brought disaster upon him that not only made him completely devoted to her when he was young, but also made him fall at her feet five years later.
After Xu Qinghe sat down, Wei Fu gritted her teeth and smiled as she repeated her purpose of coming.
In the past, Xu Qinghe was unwilling to make close friends with the Wei family because she only thought of herself as a guest here and would have to leave sooner or later.
But the situation now... is very different.
After all, she is Wei Che's mother, so she should still respect her.
Just as she was about to nod in agreement, Wei Che beside her spoke first, "Big sister, please go back first. I will explain this matter to mother myself. It's hot in summer, and it's tiring for you to go through this trouble. Come, take the young lady back."
He gave the order to leave without any room for refusal.
Wei Fu almost pinched her palms until they bled, but she managed to keep her expression from breaking even slightly.
"Then I won't bother you any more. Third brother, remember to go find mother as soon as possible. She's still waiting to hear from you."
After she left, Wei Che dismissed everyone around him.
Xu Qinghe thought he was strange. "It's common sense for a bride to learn about management from her mother-in-law. Why did you refuse on my behalf?"
Wei Che suppressed his unhappiness, turned around and smiled at her: "I just want to ask you one question, do you want to go?"
The girl's face immediately showed an unnatural expression, and she pretended to lower her head and straighten her clothes.
"Want to go?"
He looked at her, and when she didn't answer, he asked again, as if he would not give up until he heard the answer.
Xu Qinghe had no choice but to be honest: "...I don't want to."
Wei Che: "That's it, isn't it? If you don't want to go, I don't want you to go either, so naturally I have to refuse."
Xu Qinghe: "But she is your mother after all, your biological mother."
Everyone in the capital knew how much the wife of the Duke of Fu loved her only son. Even Xu Qinghe, who had lived in seclusion in the palace, had heard about it.
Wei Che suppressed the mixed feelings in his heart, just held the girl's hand, and pretended to be relaxed: "Little magpie, with a long tail, you forget your mother after getting married. [2] I already have a wife, why should I still miss my mother? Right?"
Xu Qinghe lowered her head, feeling the calluses on Wei Che's hands, and said slowly, "I know you're worried that I'll be wronged if I go to my mother, but she's your mother after all, an elder. A tree wants to be still, but the wind doesn't stop; a son wants to support his parents, but they're no longer around. My own parents died young, and I don't want to see you regret this later."
Filial piety is the most important virtue. She herself has lost her parents, so how can she bear to see Wei Che become estranged from his closest relatives because of her?
Wei Che felt sour and painful in his heart, almost like suffocating pain, and he almost blurted out: Those were not his parents, not his elders, they were his enemies, and even more so her enemies.
But once these words are spoken, endless troubles will follow.
"I said something wrong and made you misunderstand."
He forced himself to cheer up and said with a smile, "I just wanted to tease you and let you know that I'm on your side and want to protect you. Don't worry, I will explain everything to mother and will definitely not upset her."
Xu Qinghe said, "Then I'll go with you."
Wei Che glanced at her sideways and said, "She's still brooding over what happened between you and that Young Master Wei last time. Are you sure you want to go talk to her in person?"
Xu Qinghe frowned: "You clearly know that I didn't go to see him that day."
Wei Che pretended to be jealous: "Who are you going to see then? Could it be that besides Master Wei, there are also Master Zhao and Master Li?"
The girl in front of him had an indifferent expression, but it threw a huge rock into Wei Che's calm heart.
"There is no Young Master Zhao, and there is no Young Master Li."
"——There is only one Prince Wei."
She said in a deep voice.
——There is no eldest son Zhao, nor is there an eldest son Li, there is only one prince Wei.
Wei Che stood up, pulled the girl into his arms, pecked the corner of the girl's lips, and pressed his forehead against hers, touched their noses, and their breaths intertwined.
"Xu Qinghe, are you expressing your feelings to me?"
She was stubborn and couldn't express her love, so she could only say "There is no one else, only Prince Wei".
But even these few light words were enough to make Wei Che satisfied.
Xu Qinghe shrank back, then raised her hand to push him away, avoiding his burning gaze.
"...I should take my medicine."
Wei Che held her hand and asked with a smile, "Didn't you say you were already well?"
Xu Qinghe lowered her eyes, but her eyeballs turned slightly, her slender white fingers still touching his chest, and she changed the subject: "You should go talk to your mother."
"Okay." Wei Che's affectionate eyes kept looking at her, but he held her fingertips on his heart and leaned over to peck the corner of her lips: "I will listen to my wife."
——Listen to my wife.
After he left, Xu Qinghe sat alone in the flower hall, pursing the corners of her lips slightly.
In the past, when this man was talking nonsense, he had called her "Madam" or something like that, but never with such casualness and indifference as he did this time.
It was as if they were just an ordinary couple who loved each other very much.
Back in the studio, Xu Qinghe was about to start painting when Nanzhi suddenly came to report, "When the prince left, he asked someone to call the palace doctor, and he has arrived now."
After a round of diagnosis and treatment, the palace doctor finally confirmed: "The princess is no longer seriously ill and the medicine can be stopped."
In fact, those so-called decoctions were indeed used to treat colds at first, but they were only taken for a few days. Later, Wei Che turned them into tonics, and he watched her drink them without missing a meal.
"I'm too thin. It hurts my hands when I hold it. I need to eat some more."
Thinking of the whispers during their lovemaking, Xu Qinghe's face felt hot.
After taking a bath at night, Wei Che still stood behind her and twisted her hair, his fiery eyes fixed on her in the mirror, without missing a single moment.
There seemed to be a hint of smile in his beautiful eyes, but in reality they were filled with aggression, like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, with a bone-chilling desire that was about to break out.
"Has the court doctor taken your pulse? Are you much better now?" He spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, as if it had rolled in gravel, with a low hoarseness.
Xu Qinghe felt a heat behind his ears, and knowing what he meant, he just hummed softly.
So everything that happened afterwards fell into place.
A towel that was slightly damp from wrung-out black hair was casually placed on the dressing table, and the girl who had been sitting in front of the mirror was picked up by the legs and carried towards the bed.
The curtains slowly fell down, layer upon layer.
In the light of candlelight, the figures in the tent soon entangled together. The sound of rustling fabrics could be heard, and a small green dress could be vaguely seen hanging by the bed.
Not long after, the sturdy bed began to shake and make noises.
A snow-white jade arm stretched out from the inside of the tent and grabbed the curtain from the outside, with its fingertips curled up, seeming to feel comfortable, but also unbearable.
But soon, another big hand reached out and caught it, and the ten fingers were tightly entangled together, and it was brought back into the tent.
"Last time, was it uncomfortable?"
The bed shook violently, making a creaking sound that covered up the whimpering moan.
“…If it’s not uncomfortable, then it’s comfortable?”
Amidst the sounds of water, a light laugh suddenly rang out.
So the bed continued to creak, covering up the sobbing and moaning, hiding the soft humming, but it couldn't cover up the questioning that hoped to be recognized.
"Is this comfortable?"
“…”
"What about this?"
“Hmm…”
"so?"
“…”
"Xu Qinghe, speak."
“…”
"Don't talk, is that more comfortable?"
"Well...don't...don't say that..."
"If you don't answer me, I will naturally continue to ask. Princess, is this comfortable?"
“…”
"Comfortable...comfortable...don't..."
When his consciousness was about to fade away, Xu Qinghe looked out of the tent in a daze and actually saw a ray of light outside.
It's just... ridiculous.
【Author’s words】
[1] Dongqing glaze lotus leaf pattern cup, real thing, huge and beautiful
[2] Folk proverbs, this is the first time I know there is a first half of the sentence oz
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