Chapter 556 Tender Whispers in the Car Lead Jiang Qiao to Ask About Her Husband's Quirks [Bonus Chapter 2/5, Requesting Guaranteed Monthly Tickets!]
Outside the mansion in Huaiye Lane, inside a carriage, time ticked by.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Xie Lingjiang sat in her senior brother's lap with her back to him. This "besieged on all sides" sitting posture made her blush with embarrassment, but she couldn't escape it.
I don't know how many times I've experienced this dizzy feeling, it's become a conditioned reflex. I habitually bury my head deep in my chest, bite my lip tightly, and don't make a sound except for the hissing sound of breathing hidden between my teeth.
After changing the holding position a few times, a soft rustling sound followed.
Ouyang Rong's curious mutterings could be heard from inside the carriage:
"Huh, why is this horse-shaped skirt so hard to untangle?"
"No, you mustn't say it!" she cried out in sorrow and shame.
He noticed that the beautiful woman in his arms had buried her head even lower.
This was originally a skirt worn by noblewomen for riding horses and shooting arrows, so naturally, there was no way she would be wearing anything underneath. Besides underpants, there was also a pair of riding trousers... Anyway, this skirt was very complicated, and Ouyang Rong was really unfamiliar with it. In the end, he could only move up and grasp the steady happiness that belonged to his son's canteen, while for the time being, he could only sigh in vain at the rest.
A moment later, noticing Ouyang Rong's breath near her ear, Xie Lingjiang, having recovered slightly, tilted her head as if to bite it.
Ouyang Rong nimbly dodged, smiled, and firmly embraced her again, giving her no chance.
Xie Lingjiang was uncomfortable sitting, so she shifted her hips slightly, turned her face to one side, and muttered a low complaint:
"Don't make a mess of things. We have a banquet at the Prince's mansion later. It's fine at other times, but don't embarrass me in front of others... or I'll bite you to death..."
"All right."
Ouyang Rong blinked and nodded.
Knowing her junior sister's personality, she was a well-bred young lady from a prominent family, and she was also raised as a Confucian gentleman. She was dignified and generous in public, and very proper.
It was only after being with him that I was "corrupted" a little. In some small matters behind his back, I could be a little bit unserious under his guidance, just a little bit.
"Stop fooling around, Aunt Zhen is coming." Xie Lingjiang whispered.
Okay.
Ouyang Rong immediately stopped and obediently put his hand on her waist.
Wow, why is she being so well-behaved today?
This prompted Xie Lingjiang to turn around and take another look at his handsome face.
She also discovered that her body, which had been somewhat numb from being teased, was now feeling rather uncomfortable.
After his mischievous hand left, a sense of emptiness washed over the wet, rocky beach like waves crashing against the shore.
But now, Xie Lingjiang, who was "disgusted" with his words, would be too embarrassed to take his hand off her waist and cover that place again, right?
Xie Lingjiang noticed the traces of their recent conversation on the ground and changed the subject:
"You were shameless enough to make such a guess. What do you mean by 'pee'? Is that a normal person's reaction to seeing a stain?"
Ouyang Rong felt an itch on his nose from the messy, straight black hair at the back of her head, yawned, and pretended to be embarrassed without answering.
"Besides, if it were really that stuff, wouldn't there be a smell inside the car?"
"Junior sister has a really keen nose," he coughed.
"It's all thanks to Senior Brother's sachets."
Xie Lingjiang turned around, her eyes fixed on the innocent, feigned expression on his face, and calmly said:
"Who knows when someone else will be like that lady, walking next to me, suddenly taking out some familiar-looking new sachet and wearing it, looking quite pleased with themselves."
Ouyang Rong didn't dare to reply, and instead showed a puzzled expression, which was the standard answer: "Huh?"
Xie Lingjiang was too lazy to say anything more.
She covered his large hands, which were wrapped around her waist, with her fingertips unconsciously digging into his nails.
Ouyang Rong thought for a moment, then used his index finger to tuck Xie Lingjiang's long, black hair behind her ear and whispered something in her ear.
He recounted Pei Shisan Niang's story from beginning to end.
Xie Lingjiang narrowed her eyes and listened quietly.
After digesting it for a while, I suddenly turned around and asked:
"Could it be that Tanlang secretly prefers this kind of beautiful woman who still retains her charm?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ouyang Rong's eye twitched. "I'm a respectable person."
Xie Lingjiang pursed her lips, revealing a suspicious look in her eyes:
"That's not necessarily true. Even respectable people have their less respectable sides, and quite a few at that. Let me tell you, this kind of fetish is actually quite common among the wealthy young men in Luoyang or the Great Zhou Dynasty. Many of them like mature women, and given the current social climate, it's quite normal for widows to remarry..."
Ouyang Rong countered, "Wait, how does Junior Sister know so much?"
"Women don't gossip among themselves? In the past, when we returned to Wuyi Lane for festivals, many of our clan sisters would gather. There were tea parties, ladies' walks, and so on. They were all young women from the clan, some unmarried, some newlyweds visiting their families, and others..."
She paused, ignoring the past, and continued muttering:
"Anyway, they just get together and whisper about girlish things, all sorts of topics. Some of the newlywed cousins are naturally bolder, saying things that make the young ladies blush... After listening to a lot, you naturally understand a bit. There are also quite a few strange gossips, such as..."
Ouyang Rong's attention, however, strangely focused on the previous question, and he interrupted to ask:
"Eh, in your clan, besides these two types of Xie women—those unmarried and those already married—what other special ones are there? Aren't there just these two?"
Xie Lingjiang's clear eyes misted slightly as she turned her head to look at the unscrupulous young man who was asking her questions with great curiosity.
Ouyang Rong was rendered silent by that look.
There's another type, the junior sister.
He coughed twice, quickly changing the subject of this dangerous topic.
"That...like what?"
"For example, my junior brother Wang Caozhi is also known by my senior brother."
Xie Lingjiang slightly withdrew her clear gaze, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, and continued:
"He likes older women. I heard that his father and the elders of the Langya Wang clan have beaten him quite a bit because of this."
Ouyang Rong suppressed a laugh and said:
"So this kid has this kind of fetish. Sure enough, you can't judge a book by its cover. Look at how skinny he is, how did he dare to do that? What a bold guy. I'll have to give him a good beating next time."
"No, don't say I told you." Xie Lingjiang turned her head to warn him, her breath sweet and her voice soft: "I'm a respectable person. They've never been able to catch up with me since I was a child. Don't ruin my image in front of my younger brothers and cousins."
“Alright.” Ouyang Rong nodded, speaking in a serious tone, as if addressing Wang Caozhi when they met again: “Brother Caozhi, I can tell at a glance that you’re not a decent person!”
Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but chuckle and tapped his head: "Don't do anything strange."
After thinking for a moment, she tapped her chin with her index finger and analyzed, "Actually, this is also related to the fact that Wang Shidi lost his mother at a young age. Perhaps he lacks love, which is why he prefers mature women like this."
Just as Ouyang Rong was about to make a joke, Xie Lingjiang's eyes flickered, and she instead tapped Ouyang Rong's nose with her index finger, which rested on her delicate chin.
"So, Senior Brother, you wouldn't happen to be like that, losing your mother at a young age and being raised by Aunt Zhen, which is why I'm worried..."
Xie Lingjiang was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly exclaimed "Ah!", withdrew her slender fingers, and glared at him.
It turned out that the extended index finger was suddenly bitten by the senior brother.
Ouyang Rong tightened his arms around her, grabbed her index finger that she was blowing air with, and asked sternly:
"Do you still dare to say it? What nonsense are you spouting?"
Before the two could start arguing, Zhen Shuyuan's voice suddenly came from outside.
"My love, Wanwan, where are you? Oh, it's my fault, I've made you late again..."
The two fell silent in tacit agreement. Xie Lingjiang quickly detached herself from Ouyang Rong and returned to her seat opposite him. However, her legs were weak, and she stumbled and fell back onto Ouyang Rong.
At the same time, Zhen Shuyuan, dressed in her finest attire, boarded the carriage and happened to witness Xie Lingjiang falling into Ouyang Rong's arms.
Her eyes were strange. After a moment of silence, she quietly shrank back, as if to leave the carriage.
"Wait, Auntie...it's a misunderstanding."
"It's alright, you can continue to misunderstand."
"..."
The two men immediately felt awkward, but they still pulled Zhen Shuyuan back. As a result, the latter maintained a smile throughout, sitting as still as an old monk, as if hoping that the two men would pretend she didn't exist.
Half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the Xunyang Prince's Mansion.
Princess Wei Mei, along with her servants, warmly welcomed the three of them to the Xunyang Prince's Mansion family banquet that evening.
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