Chapter 42 Like
"You..." Li Cunjiu's voice was terribly hoarse. It seemed as if he had endless words to say, but they were all piled up in his throat and he couldn't spit them out.
When Du Qiyue saw his reaction, he knew that he was safe. He had followed Li Cunjiu for decades and had never seen him lose his composure like today.
"Your Highness, look at this..." Du Qiyue rubbed his hands.
"Stand back."
When there were only two people left in the hall, Li Cunjiu stood up and approached, his eyes visibly bloodshot. He said, "You don't look like your mother at all."
When Li Siyu saw Li Cunjiu face to face for the first time, there seemed to be no ripple in her eyes. Upon hearing this, Li Siyu's purple eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up in a smile that seemed to be neither smile nor laughter. "My mother died young, and I have never known what she looked like."
Li Cunjiu stared into his eyes and suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder.
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After Li Siyu left, Du Ruozhi received the news and sneaked back. When she came in, she found Du Huaizhi rinsing his mouth by the well.
"Sister." She called out. She trotted over, still holding the box of jade jewelry in her hand. "Sister, is that man really my brother-in-law?"
Du Huaizhi wiped the water stains from his lips and said, "Yeah."
Hearing Du Huaizhi's admission, Du Ruozhi's red eyes seemed to collapse for a moment, "Then..." She bit her lower lip lightly, "Sister, do you like him?"
This question left Du Huaizhi speechless. Like? She and Li Siyu had never had a legitimate relationship of mutual affection.
The complexity of this matter was not suitable for Du Ruozhi to get involved. Du Huaizhi didn't tell her the truth and patted her head, "Some things are not as simple as like or dislike."
Du Ruozhi blinked, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. She lowered her head, her fingers tightly gripping the box of jade headpieces, her knuckles turning white.
"Sister, were you...were you forced?" Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it was like a blunt knife, fiercely cutting through Du Huaizhi's heart.
Looking back on the time I met Li Siyu, before we got married, they were like strangers and hardly spoke to each other. It was that inexplicable marriage that brought them together.
It couldn't be said that she liked him or was forced. Du Huaizhi had never experienced love between a man and a woman. She couldn't understand Li Siyu, and she also couldn't understand herself.
"I wasn't forced." Du Huaizhi thought about it carefully. "Putting aside other things, he was at a disadvantage."
"Ah?" Du Ruozhi didn't understand.
What Du Huaizhi wanted was that she didn't understand.
As the sun began to set, Du Huaizhi and the other two were talking when they heard hurried footsteps outside the courtyard. A steward from the Li residence hurried over, holding a lantern. "Miss, the master wants you to go to the front hall immediately."
The front hall was brightly lit, and Li Siyu stood with his hands behind his back, his back to the door. Hearing footsteps, he turned around and met Du Huaizhi's gaze, with something in his eyes that she couldn't understand.
"Let's go." Li Siyu stretched out his hand towards her, the corners of his lips raised, "Let's go to see our father together."
"Father?" Du Huaizhi frowned.
"You changed your mind pretty quickly. Call me that when you see people later." Li Siyu took the initiative to hold her hand. Her hand was a little cold. He tightened his fingers and wrapped her hand completely. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
"Why, are you scared?"
Du Huaizhi looked into those bottomless purple eyes and said, "I'm afraid you will regret it." She didn't know why he chose to hide his identity and marry her.
Li Siyu chuckled softly and suddenly pulled her closer. His warm breath brushed against her ear. "Didn't you say you'd do anything for me? I've already chosen to accept you, so why don't you try to accept me?"
This sentence made Du Huaizhi's heart tremble. Accept it, she had never thought about this question. Li Siyu didn't wait for her answer and pulled her into the lobby.
Li Cunjiu had already been waiting in the lobby.
Li Siyu pulled Du Huaizhi straight to the main seat, lifted his robe and knelt down, "Your son and your new wife are here to pay their respects to your father."
Li Cunjiu stretched out his hand to help, but his hand was avoided when he touched Li Siyu's shoulder. His eyes turned to Du Huaizhi.
To Li Cunjiu, who she had just met yesterday and who had hurt her, the word "father" was a little difficult to say. "Your humble servant Du Huaizhi greets His Majesty."
Li Cunjiu obviously recognized her and his expression deepened.
"This is the eldest daughter of the Du family, and my legal wife." Li Siyu helped her stand up. Li Cunjiu's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, but he said nothing.
He had never dreamed that he would suddenly have a son. What he didn't expect was that Du Qiyue's daughter turned out to be his daughter-in-law, and they had a quarrel yesterday.
"How is your injury?" Li Cunjiu suddenly asked Du Huaizhi. As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly solidified into a strange atmosphere.
Li Siyu turned to look at Du Huaizhi. How come he didn't know that she had been injured and that it was related to Li Cunjiu.
"..." Du Huaizhi felt the strength coming from Li Siyu's clasped fingertips. She lowered her eyelashes and said softly, "It has been handled. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will forgive me. It was I who offended you yesterday."
Li Siyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and his grip on Du Huaizhi tightened. He turned to Li Cunjiu, a dangerous glint in his purple eyes, "What did you do to my wife yesterday?"
Li Cunjiu's expression changed slightly, clearly not expecting Li Siyu to react this way. However, this was quite like him. "It's all a misunderstanding..."
"Misunderstanding?" Li Siyu sneered. Seeing that they were about to fight over a disagreement, Du Huaizhi quickly pulled Li Siyu away and separated the two of them.
"It is indeed a misunderstanding. I will explain it to you slowly when we get back." Du Huaizhi tried to persuade.
Li Siyu's chest heaved violently, the rage in his purple eyes nearly tangible. He stared intently at Li Cunjiu, but calmed down slightly when Du Huaizhi gently squeezed his palm.
"Okay." He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Let's go back and talk."
This visit was not pleasant, but it was only unpleasant in Du Huaizhi's opinion. Anyone who could give birth to a dead pervert must be an old pervert.
Du Huaizhi didn't want to get involved in the affairs between them. Back at the small courtyard, Du Huaizhi briefly told Li Siyu what happened last night.
"Does the assassination of the prince have anything to do with you?" Du Huaizhi asked.
Li Siyu was originally staring at her shoulder, but because of her clothes, he couldn't see anything. Hearing this, he looked up and asked, "Are you that concerned about Li Zixian?"
Du Huaizhi: “???”
"Why do I care about him?"
Sometimes she really couldn't understand his train of thought. How did she become concerned about Li Zixian when she asked if the person was sent by him?
Li Siyu snorted coldly, "It wasn't me. If it was me, he wouldn't be alive today."
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