95 Chapter 95
◎As long as I'm not dead, don't even think about looking for someone else.◎
There was still light in the sky at this time, clearly illuminating the scar on Wei Che's face that was more than two inches long.
The wound was not deep, just a shallow one, but it almost extended from his cheek to his ear, and the end was even bleeding.
"...Did the Duke's wife hit you?"
Xu Qinghe frowned and wiped the blood off his face with a handkerchief.
The edge of the scar was sharp, obviously caused by something like porcelain. If it were an ordinary scar, the girl would have noticed it, so why would she ask such a stupid question?
It is clear that now I am too concerned and confused.
So Wei Che laughed heartily and made up a lie that neither of them believed: "I am her only precious son. How could she bear to fight with me? I wasn't watching where I was going and got scratched by a branch."
The fact was, the wife of the Duke of Fuguo had just thrown the teacup in a fit of rage, and the scalding tea splashed on his knees. The porcelain cup cracked, and the sharp pieces of porcelain just scratched his cheek, leaving a scar that was still bleeding.
Just now he had been thinking of going back to the front yard to deal with it first, and then go find the girl after covering the wound, but he didn't expect that she would come here first.
Afraid she'd start overthinking it, Wei Che deliberately talked about something else. He gave her a playful look from head to toe, then asked with a smile, "Why, isn't it hurting now? You cried out in pain more than once or twice last night, and now you're feeling better so quickly?"
Xu Qinghe glared at him: "It's already this time, and you're still talking about this."
Wei Che glanced at the horizon. The last trace of red glow had already been swallowed by the night. He pointed and said with a smile, "It's getting dark."
It’s dark now, isn’t it the time to talk about “that thing”?
Xu Qinghe scolded him, calling him a "scoundrel", and turned away without caring about the wound on his face.
She had been walking in a hurry just now, so she didn't feel much pain. But now that she suddenly relaxed, Xu Qinghe realized that her legs were shaking and every step she took was torture.
"It's all your fault."
It would have been fine if she had tossed and turned all night yesterday, but today she got up at noon and continued to make trouble. She didn't wake up until the afternoon, and her whole body was still aching as if all the bones were broken.
"Well, blame me, blame me."
Wei Che readily agreed, but suddenly picked her up and carried her sideways, striding towards the yard.
As he walked, he weighed the person in his arms and sighed, "It seems that the food has been good these days. I finally managed to keep you healthy. You are not as uncomfortable as before."
Xu Qinghe hit his shoulder and glared at him: "This is outside."
It would be fine if they were just making trouble in their own yard, where everyone inside and outside was their own family, but now they were outside the yard, and there were unmarried men and unmarried girls in the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion!
"Don't worry, everyone else should be having dinner at this time and won't have time to stare at us."
Wei Che smiled so wantonly that he even lowered his head and stole a kiss on the girl's lips.
However, in fact, Prince Wei was not aware of the movements of the people in the mansion.
It is now midsummer, and as dusk approaches every day, it is often the time for the masters of the mansion to have dinner and go out for a stroll.
In the pavilion, Wei Fu waved her round fan, taking in all of this. A cold smile spread across her face. "My third brother's love for the princess is probably no less than our father's love for you back then. Don't you agree, Aunt Jin?"
Aunt Jin stood aside, nodded hesitantly and replied "yes".
Wei Fu glanced at her sideways and sneered at her as if she were a piece of wood.
"The scenery here is quite nice, but I'm afraid I'll see something I shouldn't see. Aunt Jin, please go enjoy it yourself."
After saying this, he started fanning himself again and left the pavilion with a group of servants.
As they walked away, the cold smile on her face disappeared. She waved her hand to call the maid beside her to her ear and whispered, "Go and find that Madam Wei—now she should be called Miss Cen San."
"Yes, girl."
The maidservant responded and left. Wei Fu waved the round fan in her hand faster and turned to look in the direction of Fenghe Courtyard.
Seeing how intimate they were just now, who knows what kind of sex scene is going on in that yard right now.
She looked at him coldly at first, but after a moment, a cold smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
"Princess, you are living such a happy life now, how can you know how powerful a woman's jealousy is?"
What would happen to him if Xu Qinghe died?
Wei Fu felt happy just thinking about it.
In the pavilion in the distance, Aunt Jin was holding the second daughter Wei Yun, who was only six years old, and watched Wei Fu leave quietly.
"Mother, why can't we go to Third Brother's yard to play with the princess's sister-in-law?" Wei Yun pulled her mother's hand and asked in a soft voice.
She loved playing with her beautiful sisters the most, and the princess was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. Her elder sister and mother would often visit the princess's sister-in-law, but her mother had never taken her there once.
Aunt Jin bent down and wiped the dirt left by her daughter's playful behavior with a handkerchief. She said softly, "Yun'er, be obedient and don't get close to that princess, okay?"
"Why?" Wei Yun was puzzled.
"because……"
Because she was afraid of the law of reincarnation, and that good and evil would be rewarded.
In the never-ending smoke of war in the southern border, she had once seen the young princess of the Nan'an Palace.
The little princess, dressed in white, stood between the mountains and rivers, her tender face full of hesitation. When the cold winter wind blew, she staggered, as if she was about to fall in the wind.
At that time, she was only eleven or twelve years old.
"Yun'er, promise your mother that you won't approach that princess."
It would be fine if those retributions came upon her, but her Yun'er must not be hurt.
Wei Yun didn't understand why the young lady gave such an order, but she could see the pleading in her eyes, so she had to pout and respond obediently with "Okay".
She could choose not to take the initiative to seek out the princess to play, but what if the princess took the initiative to get close to her?
Then she must be very willing!
**
Fengheyuan.
On the sixth day of July, near the end of the Xu hour, only a small half of the moon hung in the dome of the sky. The setting moon was high in the sky, but it could not emit much light.
Xu Qinghe asked people to light several more lamps next to the couch and ordered Wei Che to sit down.
Wei Che did as he was told, and saw the girl leaning over in front of him under the orange light, the hairpins on her hair jingling, and a sweet fragrance wafting into his nose.
"Don't move."
Xu Qinghe glared at him, and with his eyes stopped the man from doing anything wrong, and leaned over to wipe his wound clean with a soft cloth.
Wei Che obeyed again, a smile rising on his lips again: "Are you angry?"
Xu Qinghe sneered: "What are you angry about? I don't have anything to be angry about. I'm not angry."
As he said this, the slightly hazy little face under the light was extremely tense, and it was obvious that he was very angry.
Wei Che comforted her: "Don't worry, this wound was caused by a branch. It's so shallow, there's no risk of disfigurement. Hey, don't use that bottle, the medicine is very strong and it will hurt."
Later on, he started to make jokes again.
Xu Qinghe glanced at him coldly. Did she think she was a fool? Could a branch scratch someone like that?
This person should be tortured to death for telling lies.
He was thinking this angrily in his heart, but when it came time to take action, he changed his mind and took another bottle of milder medicine.
Wei Che smiled complacently: "The princess still cares about me."
Xu Qinghe said coldly: "I feel sorry for the dog."
Wei Che immediately turned into a dog: "Woof woof."
He wanted to cheer her up, but the girl didn't even look at him. She just calmly applied the medicine to him and seemed to be leaving after she finished.
Wei Che quickly grabbed the girl's wrist and pulled hard, and the sweet and soft girl sat in his arms.
"Don't be angry, I apologize, okay?"
Xu Qinghe didn't struggle, but she didn't look at him either. She just asked, "Then tell me, what am I angry about?"
Wei Che said, "My princess, you worked hard last night. It's my fault. I made you tired. I apologize."
He had just had sex with the girl and had an argument with her. Later, she was sick, so he didn't dare to do anything rash.
It's a good opportunity to make her a little plumper. With her original small body, it's hard to say whether she can handle it.
So last night was like a long drought finally ending in a downpour, and he was completely tormented. The last time, the girl bit his shoulder with her sharp teeth, whimpering and calling him a bastard, which showed that she was angry.
No, I’m still angry until now.
"Who said that?"
Xu Qinghe punched his shoulder with his fist. Wei Che cried out in pain, grimacing.
"Stop pretending." She looked at his poor acting coldly.
She saw clearly last night that the wounds on this person's body had scabbed over long ago, but as soon as the old wounds healed, new ones appeared on his face.
"If you get disfigured and scarred this time, I won't want you anymore. I have other handsome men who are either unmarried or divorced waiting for you."
"How can this be? As long as I'm not dead, don't even think about looking for someone else."
Wei Che hugged her tightly and looked up at her: "So you're mad at me for hurting myself again? Then I promise there won't be a next time, okay?"
Xu Qinghe glared at him, quite dissatisfied with the word "death", and secretly spat for him several times in his heart.
But in fact, she was not completely angry about this.
Husband and wife are one, but this man always takes all the trivial matters on himself and never lets her worry at all.
Since she married into the Duke's Mansion, she either stayed with him every day, painted in the studio, or went out to earn money. It seemed that she had never really taken on the responsibilities of a Duke's prince's wife, and she had never even taken a good look around the mansion.
It was as if she was still a stranger with no sense of belonging to the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion.
"Wei Che."
She took the man's hand and placed it in her palm.
His hands are not only beautiful in shape, but also in color. If they were a little lighter, they would look sickly, while if they were a little darker, they would look rough. But now they look exactly like what a nobleman should look like.
She held the nobleman's hand in her palm, then spread out her five fingers and intertwined them with his one by one, until finally all ten fingers were interlocked.
"how?"
Wei Che had been staring at her eyes when he heard her calling him, then he moved his gaze to her hands, and now he moved his gaze back again, waiting for her next words.
Xu Qinghe held his hand, looked up into his eyes, and whispered, "We are husband and wife."
Wei Che asked again: "So?"
But he raised his eyebrows, an arc that even the best could not suppress. If you listened carefully, you could find that his voice was trembling.
Xu Qinghe replied: "So, you shouldn't take all those things on yourself. You should tell me, and we should bear it together."
Today, he should go with her to the Duke's wife.
Wei Che clasped her hands tightly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes were filled with emotion: "Tell me again, what are we?"
Xu Qinghe raised her other hand, placed her slender index finger against his chest, and looked up at him: "You and I, Wei Che and Xu Qinghe, are a couple who should share weal and woe—well..."
Her voice stopped abruptly.
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