Xiaocao likes him
Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.
Jian Zhen waited for a while and asked in confusion: "Why don't you hug me?"
Ye Jisheng put some of the things in his hand into Jian Zhen's arms and said, "Here."
Jian Zhen blinked in confusion: "What are you giving me these for?"
"Aren't you unhappy because of these?" Ye Jisheng raised his hand and said, "I'll give them all to you."
Jian Zhen: “…”
How could he be unhappy just because he didn't have a gift?
The grass was puffed up.
But when I saw the various exquisite little gifts in my arms, I felt better. It would be a waste if I didn't take them, so why should I be angry with that big idiot?
It rained in the town yesterday, so today the town can be said to be in a festive mood. However, the villagers did not slack off because of the rain. Instead, they felt excited and motivated. Many villagers took advantage of the fact that the ground was moist and soft after the rain, so they prepared to cultivate the land and build ditches for water storage. Everyone was nervous and busy.
On the way back.
Jane really saw a family where a woman was saying goodbye to her man who was about to go out to work.
The farmer said, "My dear, it's raining outside and the roads are slippery. You should go back quickly. You are still healthy. Be careful not to catch a cold."
The woman smiled and said, "I am not that delicate."
When the old man and others passed by and saw this scene, they stopped and praised: "Old Wang, you really love your wife!"
The honest farmer smiled as if a little embarrassed.
After the group of people dispersed in a noise, Jian Zhen and Ye Jisheng also returned to the mansion. It was a time-consuming and laborious journey after walking around for a long time. After Jian Zhen came back, he felt his feet were a little sore, so he sat on the couch to rest.
The housekeeper came over and said, "Breakfast is ready. Can we serve it to the master and the old man?"
Jane Zhen hasn't answered yet.
Ye Jisheng was the first to speak: "He can't eat cold food, warm it up before sending it over."
The butler agreed immediately.
The housekeeper echoed, "The master really loves his wife. It's enviable. I've seen many husbands who love their wives, but it's rare to see someone like the master."
Ye Jisheng didn't react. The Demon God never liked having people around him. He raised his hand and said calmly, "Everyone go down."
Naturally, the others did not dare to complain and quickly retreated.
Jian Zhen, who was sitting on the couch, watched them leave and suddenly thought of the scene she saw this morning. Then Jian Zhen looked at Ye Jisheng with her dark eyes, full of inquiry.
Ye Jisheng turned around and met his inquiring gaze, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jian Zhen said: "You are nice to me, is it because I am also pregnant with your baby that you are nice to me?"
Ye Jisheng seemed to have heard a joke, and he said, "Are you crazy?"
Jian Zhen was furious, and retorted in a soft and unimpressive voice: "You are the one who is broken, my brain is not broken!"
"Did I treat you harshly before you were pregnant?" Ye Jisheng asked calmly, "Are these two things related?"
Jian Zhen turned her head slowly and felt that Ye Jisheng seemed to be right. When it was a small grass, it had all kinds of natural treasures and expensive flower pots.
There is really nothing to doubt.
Jian Zhen suddenly looked at Ye Jisheng and said, "Then, do you like babies?"
Ye Jisheng asked: "Do you want to hear the truth?"
At noon, the sunlight in the courtyard fell on the two people, but there was no warmth, and it was even a little chilly. The demon sat lazily on the chair, noble and elegant.
Jian Zhen nodded honestly: "I want to."
Ye Jisheng said: "I have never thought about having offspring before."
Jian Zhen was stunned. He remembered how the Immortal Lord and the people of the Three Realms were so afraid of the birth of the little demon god that they took every precaution and even went so far as to harm his own children. But in retrospect, the demon god himself had never thought about having offspring from the very beginning.
There are moments.
Jian Zhen was in a complicated mood. He asked doubtfully, "Why?"
Ye Jisheng said: "It is enough for me to end it all here. There is no need to continue."
Jian Zhen was a little puzzled, but when he looked at Ye Jisheng, he could only see his cold profile. The scorching sun fell on his body, but it made him feel cold. He smiled often, but inexplicably, Jian Zhen felt that he was not happy, just like Ye Jisheng was best at using fire, but what surrounded him all year round was coldness.
Ye Jisheng glanced at it and said, "But now that I have it, I think it would be nice to have one more."
Jane really said: "Why, have you changed your mind?"
Ye Jisheng said: "I have never changed."
Xiaocao was a little confused after hearing this.
Ye Jisheng's eyes were filled with smiles. He said slowly, "After all, those old guys in the demon world have always hoped that I could leave them a stronger and more cruel innate divine body demon king. But now that the child's biological father is you, it is destined not to be their wish. When I think about the failure of the plans of those old guys, I feel very happy."
You are worthy of it, boss.
Jian Zhen said angrily: "It's because of this reason."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Because this child is yours, I am willing to accept it. What else could there be besides this reason?"
Jian Zhen paused and remained silent.
Actually.
The reason why Xiaocao was silent was not because of anything else, but because he felt a little happy.
He didn't know why he was happy, but he was just very happy. It was for no reason. He was happy because Ye Jisheng liked him and his children, and he was happy because Ye Jisheng hugged him.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ye Jisheng asked, "Why, is there any problem?"
"No." Jian Zhen raised her eyes and said, "I'm fine now."
Ye Jisheng: "..."
It's rare for the devil to remain silent.
Fortunately, the appearance of the butler broke the silence. After the butler brought the food, Jian Zhen simply ate some. He was very sleepy now, so he fell asleep on the couch after eating.
After a few days of rain, it soon rained again in the town.
The villagers were very happy.
A temple dedicated to Ye Jisheng was really built on the open space in the south of the city. During these days, Jian Zhen could slowly feel that Ye Jisheng's face was not as pale as before, and he was no longer lazy as usual, and he seemed to have more energy.
These days, Jian Zhen just wandered around the house and the town.
The old man's son Xu Changyou became good friends with him, and the two of them would get together to chat about family matters and relieve boredom.
Xu Changyou said, "In a couple of days it will be the Qiao Festival in our town. Do you and your husband want to go and have fun together?"
Jian Zhen was lying on the table playing with the earrings. When she heard this, she got up and said, "What is that?"
"Qiaojie is actually the marriage festival." Xu Changyou said as he was repairing dead branches in the yard, "In the beginning, it was the favorite festival of unmarried girls and young men. If both parties liked each other and liked each other after getting to know each other, they would give each other tokens to express their love. But later, even those who were married would participate in Qiaojie. Both husband and wife would prepare gifts for each other during Qiaojie to express their love."
Jian Zhen propped her chin with one hand and said, "What does it mean to like someone?"
In the modern times, he was in poor health and was bedridden for many years. He rarely had contact with the outside world, so he didn't know much about love.
Xu Changyou was stunned. He said, "You and your husband are so affectionate, don't you know what love is?"
Jian Zhen: “…”
The little grass died innocently!!!
He has never even been in a relationship, so how could he have a husband?
Aren’t these identities just made up to conceal one’s true identity?
Jian Zhen felt a little guilty, but still said, "My husband and I are married at the behest of our parents..."
Xu Changyou understood immediately, and his eyes were filled with envy: "Brother Jian, you are so lucky. Your husband is handsome and considerate. Not only is he wealthy, but he is also very capable. This is really the blessing you have cultivated in two lifetimes!"
Jian Zhen thought about it and said that it seemed like she had lived two lives.
I don’t know if what I said is correct.
Jian Zhen propped up her chin and said, "But you still haven't told me what it means to like someone."
Xu Changyou put down the dead branch in his hand and said, "As for this question, if you ask me, it's actually very simple. You are very happy when you are with him. He treats you well and you want to treat him well. If you can't see him, you will miss him. If he gets close to others, you will be unhappy. Of course, there is the most important point."
Jane really asked: "What?"
Xu Changyou smiled and said, "I just worry whether the other person likes me or not."
Xiaocao was sweating a little.
I always feel that everything Xu Changyou said seems to be right. After thinking about it seriously, Jian Zhen finally has a vague feeling that he may have touched upon something.
Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Xu Changyou took the initiative to say, "If you are not sure, why don't you give it a try?"
Jian Zhen's eyes lit up and she asked, "What are you testing?"
Xu Changyou came over and said, "During the Qiao Festival, everyone will give each other gifts to show their affection. What are you good at, calligraphy, painting, or poetry?"
Jian Zhen shook her head and said honestly, "I'm not good at any of them."
Xu Changyou: “…”
Sometimes he feels helpless.
After thinking it over carefully, Xu Changyou decided to take a step back and said, "There are still a few days left, why don't you pick a simple one to learn?"
Jian Zhen was very interested, and her fair face was full of seriousness: "Okay!"
at night
The bedroom light was on.
When the Demon Lord, who was healing his wounds, came back from outside, he opened the door and saw Xiaocao painting seriously under the candlelight. Jian Zhen, who was sitting at the table in a light green coat, was holding an ink pen. Her fair hands were as beautiful as brocade. She was startled when she saw Ye Jisheng coming over. The tip of the pen created a layer of ink on the paper, and the flowers were blooming.
Seeing Xiaocao's guilty behavior.
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "What?"
Jane really said: "Painting."
Ye Jisheng felt strange, he asked: "Didn't you sleep?"
Jian Zhen was furious, and Xiao Cao tried to save face: "Am I the kind of person who only knows how to eat and sleep?!"
Ye Jisheng looked at him silently.
Jian Zhen felt guilty for a while, but it seemed that he had no way to refute it. He really didn't have any other hobbies. When Ye Jisheng was healing his injuries and retreating, he was sleeping.
but!
From now on, he will let Ye Jisheng know that he is not just a simple little grass!
Jian Zhen took out the painting she had drawn, handed it to him like a treasure and said, "Look at my painting."
Ye Jisheng took it.
Jian Zhen was a little nervous. Xu Youcai asked him to test it out. Did he understand what he wanted to express? He had only studied this painting for a day, so he should be able to understand it...
really.
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the two chickens stuck together on the drawing paper, and said, "Are these two chickens?"
Jian Zhen: “…No.”
Ye Jisheng seemed to be interested: "Northern Devil Bird."
Jian Zhen: “…”
That's a mandarin duck!!! A mandarin duck!!
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ye Jisheng put down the drawing paper and said, "Actually, I think you do have a talent for painting."
Jian Zhen finally perked up a bit, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Really? Where is it?"
"These sharp strokes and the perfect amount of ink here are all the expressions of the North Sea Demon Bird when it is crazy." Ye Jisheng commented slowly: "Lifelike, not bad."
Jian Zhen took the drawing paper away, turned around and went back to bed.
The grass is sulking!
Ye Jisheng asked: "Not painting anymore?"
Jian Zhen covered her head with the quilt and said, "I'm sleepy."
The house was quiet.
Originally, Jian Zhen was just making a noise casually, but when she heard no more noise outside, she gently opened the quilt and looked outside. She happened to see Ye Jisheng who was painting under the candlelight. He had black hair and black clothes, and the flickering candlelight set off his handsome face. He looked like a gentleman, elegant and noble.
Jane was really curious: "What are you drawing?"
Ye Jisheng put down his brush and ink and said, "Paint."
Jian really became interested. He ran down from the bed and approached the table. He could see the painting clearly in the candlelight. Based on his two ink-colored little mandarin ducks, Ye Jisheng lightly sketched a few strokes of mountains, rocks and water. Following the traces of ink, he modified the whole painting to be lively. The two little mandarin ducks also became bright and vigorous.
Jane really said unconsciously: "It looks so good!"
Ye Jisheng said: "I'll give it to you."
Jane really said happily: "Okay."
The smile on his lips suddenly stopped before it finished.
etc!
Wasn't he going to give him a gift for Qiao Jie? How come it was completely reversed now and he was giving himself a gift? !
Seeing that Jian Zhen didn't respond, Ye Jisheng asked, "Don't like it?"
Jane was really afraid that he would take the painting away, so she quickly put it away and said, "I don't dislike it. I'm going to frame it and hang it up when I take it back. But why did you suddenly think of changing the painting for me?"
"Oh, this." Ye Jisheng slowly withdrew his hand and sat on the chair. The Demon Lord looked up at him and said, "I guessed that you would take these paintings back, so I have to change them. Otherwise, when the child is born, he will think that his father is a person who likes to draw the North Sea Demon Bird."
Jian Zhen: “…”
He wanted to throw the painting in his face.
next day
Today is Qiao Festival.
Jian Zhen has been feeling depressed ever since her failed attempt at painting. Xiaocao, having failed in her attempt, has given up on herself and is ready to say goodbye to this festival.
But I don't want to.
In the afternoon, Ye Jisheng came back from outside. He said to Jian Zhen, "Pack up. I will take you to the night market in town later."
Jane was really surprised: "Don't you dislike such lively occasions?"
Ye Jisheng smiled and said, "If you don't go out, you will grow mushrooms in the mansion."
Jian Zhen blinked innocently. Was his self-abandonment these days so obvious? He was just a little more picky about food than usual and liked to kick people more at night!
But it’s definitely nice to be able to go shopping.
These days, Ye Jisheng has been practicing in seclusion in order to repair his spirit, and the two of them have rarely gone shopping together.
It's very lively outside.
After the rainfall resumed in Muyu Town, a lot of businesses have been added in the past two months, and the court has also allocated a lot of funds. This is also the first large-scale festival celebration after the town's recovery, so it is naturally more lively than usual. There are many more small stalls coming and going on the streets, and there are some goods woven with colorful ropes that are not available at other times.
Jian Zhen walked among them and said with emotion: "It's so lively."
He wandered around and almost bumped into people.
His arm was pulled, and Ye Jisheng hugged him back to his side, saying calmly, "Don't run around."
Jian Zhen was still in shock and subconsciously touched his belly. He was already seven months pregnant now. Although he was thin and his belly didn't look that big, he would be more careful.
There were people shouting at the stalls on both sides:
"Sugar, roasted candy."
"Selling red string figurines!"
"Newly braided red rope lock!"
Jian Zhen looked at them and saw the locks and figurines woven with red ropes on the stalls. He remembered what Xu Youcai had told him before, that these were gifts given to each other by people who were interested in each other during festivals. These woven figurines were vivid and especially cute.
Originally he was very interested in buying it.
But he got very angry when he thought that his mandarin ducks were considered as demon birds!
Forget it.
Good grass doesn't fight with the devil, and it's a big grass with plenty of space, so it won't bother with him.
Jian Zhen comforted himself and looked at the tiger-head shoes and clothes for young children sold at a stall not far away. He was attracted and said, "Look, those little clothes are so beautiful."
Ye Jisheng glanced at it and said, "Yeah."
Jane really tugged at his clothes and said, "Shall we go pick some for the baby?"
If they buy a red rope, they are not a real couple, but it is always reasonable to buy things for the baby!
Just as he was thinking about it and was about to walk towards the stall, someone grabbed his arm.
Jian Zhen looked up in surprise and met Ye Jisheng's calm gaze. He said, "I took you out shopping to buy things you like. Why are you in a hurry to buy something for that unborn child?"
People were coming and going on the street, and the last rays of light from dusk were shining down.
Ye Jisheng pointed to a stall selling red ropes not far away and said, "Weren't you looking at that just now?"
Before Jian Zhen could react.
The Demon Lord walked to the red rope stall in a few steps. He pointed at the red locks and figurines that Jian Zhen had just looked at for a moment, and said to the stall owner, "I want all of these."
Jian Zhen stood beside him in a daze.
Ye Jisheng placed the little man and the red rope lock in his hands. His tall body stood out. The dusk light fell on his shoulders. The man spoke in a light tone, in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Since you like these, why bother about the other things? If you want anything else, just buy it. Buy yours first and then consider the others. I am not so poor that I cannot afford to support you two."
Jian Zhen: “…Oh.”
The streets are filled with people coming and going like flowing water.
He looked up at the man in front of him.
For a moment, Jian Zhen held the little red-string figure in his hand, feeling his uneasy heartbeat. It was over. He thought, maybe, just maybe, he did like him a little.
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