Song Lingxi shook off his hand, not allowing him to touch her. Who told him to be so unpredictable, always making her overthink things?
The more Song Lingxi thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, but she was used to enduring it. After all, she often suffered grievances in the Song family, but had no one to confide in.
Song Lingxi planned to deal with it herself, because she had just married into the family and couldn't act out in the Prime Minister's residence. She ignored Xie Changling and walked forward alone.
"Xi'er!"
Xie Changling thought to himself that this was bad; he had probably angered someone. His anger vanished instantly; his own feelings were nothing compared to his wife's!
"Xi'er, Xi'er, don't ignore me."
Xie Changling, with his long legs, quickened his pace and blocked Song Lingxi's path.
Song Lingxi was only focused on the road ahead and didn't notice that Xie Changling had appeared in front of her at some point.
She took a step forward, and her forehead bumped directly into the man's chest. She didn't pay attention to the force, and they both let out a muffled groan.
"Um--"
"hiss--"
Song Lingxi covered her forehead, feeling a sharp pain in one corner. Her eyes were filled with tears as she glared angrily at Xie Changling.
"Xie Changling!"
She originally intended to accuse him seriously, but unexpectedly, her intended cold tone turned into a pitiful and soft voice, as if she were pleading.
"I'm here~"
Xie Changling was taken aback, then softened and responded softly. He then used the action of supporting Xi'er to pull her into his arms.
"Don't be angry, okay?"
Xie Changling gently comforted her. He looked at the girl's head and saw a red mark on her smooth, fair forehead. He sighed inwardly, thinking how delicate Xi'er's skin was.
He gently pressed his warm palm against her forehead and asked with concern, "Does it hurt, hmm?"
Song Lingxi initially didn't feel much pain, but after the man asked her, she now felt excruciating pain and wanted him to comfort her.
But from childhood to adulthood, she had always suppressed herself and would never ask for a man's pity, so all that remained was silence and no reply.
What Song Lingxi herself didn't know was that she didn't have to do anything; just by standing there, countless people would rush to fawn over her, like moths to a flame, regardless of the consequences.
"It's my fault, don't be angry."
Xie Changling rubbed her forehead and carefully chose his tone before speaking. He was used to being proud and arrogant, so how could he understand the thoughts of a young girl, let alone notice Song Lingxi's little awkwardness?
"Don't be angry with your husband. It's not good. If others see this, they'll scold you."
He wanted to comfort Song Lingxi and ask for her forgiveness, but somehow, what he said turned into a warning.
Now things are really messed up. Not to mention Song Lingxi, even he himself was a little angry. Xie Changling was annoyed with himself for being so clumsy with words.
"Xi'er, I meant—"
Xie Changling realized his mistake and immediately tried to salvage the situation, attempting to make amends for what he had just said.
But Song Lingxi was genuinely annoyed. What did he mean by that? Was he implying that she was not virtuous?
Song Lingxi grew angrier the more she thought about it, feeling as if a fire was burning inside her chest, preventing her from venting her anger.
The next moment, she shoved the man away and strode forward, her face not looking too good.
"Xi'er, Xi'er, Xi'er!"
Xie Changling grew anxious and called out three times in a row. Just when he thought Song Lingxi wouldn't pay attention to him, she stopped, which delighted him.
"snort!"
Song Lingxi stopped in her tracks, but instead of turning around, she let out a cold snort to express her dissatisfaction.
Xie Changling's lips curled up, unable to suppress it. He cleared his throat and said loudly, "Ahem, this little girl has only been married for three days and she's already giving her husband attitude. Hmm, not bad."
The servants and maids passing by dared not listen any longer and left one after another, not daring to join in the commotion.
After all, everyone knows that the young master and young mistress are currently deeply in love, and any sudden minor conflict is not something they can afford to hear about.
As Song Lingxi watched the maids and servants coming and going, and listened to Xie Changling's teasing voice, she inexplicably felt her face burning.
She touched her face and found it burning hot. Then she heard Xie Changling's low laughter behind her, which made her even angrier. She turned and walked away.
"Stop walking, you're walking so fast, you're practically flying."
Xie Changling quickly grabbed her, but because he used too much force, he pulled her directly into his arms, and both of them were stunned for a moment.
Xie Changling smelled the fragrance of the flowers, which was like a blooming spring, instantly making him feel refreshed and cheerful.
That's why the disappointment I felt when Song Lingxi shook me off vanished instantly, replaced by a surge of love that slowly filled my heart.
Unlike Xie Changling, Song Lingxi began to struggle. She pouted, her little face filled with grievance and sadness.
The man held her tightly, and Song Lingxi couldn't break free at all. She struggled for a while, but ended up panting heavily.
On the other hand, Xie Changling, without blushing or panting, easily trapped the other person in his arms: "Don't be angry, it's my fault for suddenly losing my temper."
Song Lingxi had been holding back her anger, unable to vent it or vent it.
Now Xie Changling had given in to her. Her lips trembled, and her eyes immediately reddened. She never knew that men could be so wicked, throwing tantrums and making up so easily.
How come he gets to say whatever he wants?!
Song Lingxi was dissatisfied and didn't want to be coaxed into making up by a man like this. She remained silent, stubbornly sticking out her neck, looking like a dead duck that wasn't afraid of boiling water.
Xie Changling found her increasingly amusing, but as he laughed, he felt a pang of sympathy. How could she be so endearing, with such red eyes, looking so wronged, yet refusing to cry out?
"Alright, alright, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have lost my temper. But that kid practically has his eyes on you. Can't he even let his husband be jealous?"
Xie Changling spoke deliberately in her ear, his voice clear, magnetic, and gentle, very pleasant to hear. His breath tickled her ear.
Song Lingxi's ears immediately turned red. Although she was angry, she wasn't an unreasonable person, and she had taken Xie Changling's words to heart.
"You...you're really just jealous?"
Song Lingxi couldn't understand, because she hadn't done anything out of line. Her cousin was in a bad mood because of her aunt, and she had offered a few words of comfort. Xie Changling was still by her side.
They didn't spend time alone together, and neither of them said anything that could be easily misunderstood. They didn't even talk much. What kind of jealousy is this?
"Don't understand?" Xie Changling seemed to understand her confusion, picked her up in his arms, and strode forward, quickly arriving at Qingfeng Garden.
"Then I will tell you."
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