These past few days have gone by especially fast. The couple is deeply in love and living a comfortable life. Their complexions are getting better every day.
Song Lingxi had never had a good life since childhood. Although she was not so hungry that she was pale and thin, her complexion was very poor and her body was very thin. However, she had been recuperating at the Prime Minister's residence for the past few days and her complexion had become rosy.
Needless to say, Xie Changling was already in poor health and on the verge of death. He could only eat a small spoonful of food, regardless of whether it was palatable or not, and it had to be easily digestible.
Since marrying Song Lingxi, his health has improved day by day, and his appetite has also improved day by day, which makes the Prime Minister and his wife exclaim that it is a miracle.
Xie Changling's body is now no different from that of an ordinary person. His complexion is rosy and his movements are agile. After resting for two more days, he can start practicing martial arts and improving his health.
As for when he developed the idea of learning martial arts, it was Song Lingxi's subtle influence, constantly saying things like "I admire the great general who protects the country the most," which made Xie Changling extremely jealous.
The martial arts training will have to wait a little longer, because in the blink of an eye, it will be Song Lingxi's three-day homecoming.
The Prime Minister's Residence.
After seeing off the Prime Minister who was going to provide disaster relief, the group turned around and boarded the carriage bound for the Song residence.
The carriage was furnished to the highest standards, with shock-absorbing design and covered with soft cloth, so that people could sit comfortably without feeling any swaying.
"Wow, that's amazing! Who came up with this? It doesn't wobble at all! It's really novel!"
Song Lingxi had ridden in a sedan chair several times, especially a wedding sedan chair she had ridden in just a couple of days ago. It swayed and rocked so much that it almost made her dizzy. If the sedan chair bearers were unsteady on their feet, she would definitely bump her head and get a big bump.
Do you like it?
Xie Changling smiled as he watched Song Lingxi become lively again, and his heart gradually calmed down. He was afraid that Song Lingxi would be depressed because she had returned to the Song family.
"I love it, my dear husband! Tell me who did it!"
Song Lingxi moved closer to Xie Changling, placed her hands on his arms, and listened intently like a kitten bursting with curiosity.
"Who else could it be? I was just reading some random books and wanted to surprise you. How is it? Are you satisfied?"
Although Xie Changling didn't say it, his phoenix eyes were full of praise. In the past, he was weak and couldn't make it even if he wanted to.
Now it's different. Regardless of whether his beloved wife needs it or not, he'll make it first. It will come in handy someday. Because of the urgency, none of the ones his father made are as perfect as this one.
"My husband has such skill! He only needed a little research to recreate it. This is something ordinary people cannot do. My husband is a genius!"
Song Lingxi showered Xie Changling with compliments as if they were free, her voice soft and sweet, which softened Xie Changling's expression.
Xie Changling hadn't forgotten that this trip was to the Song residence: "Xi'er, are you nervous? Don't be afraid, your husband will always stand by your side."
Song Lingxi wasn't afraid, but she still remembered that Song Lingyu resented her for stealing this marriage. So how could that be?
Could it be that Song Lingyu met Xie Changling in person before and after the Prime Minister's residence requested the imperial decree?
After all, no matter who you look at it from, Xie Changling can be praised as a gentleman as jade, and admired as a peerless young master. His appearance is indeed outstanding.
Thinking this through, Song Lingxi decided to ask anyway, lest Song Lingyu do something embarrassing later and then say that she stole her husband.
"My husband, do you remember my stepmother's younger sister?"
"The daughter of the Song family, please allow me to think about it."
Xie Changling lowered his eyes. He remembered attending very few banquets, except for the one at the Grand Princess's residence, which seemed to have caused quite a stir.
"Indeed, we met once. Six years ago, when I was fourteen, I went to the Princess's banquet with my mother. A girl accidentally fell into the water, and I had my servant rescue her."
"Logically speaking, if a guest falls into the water, the guards of the Princess's residence should be the first to discover it. But that day, the Princess's residence was on fire, and everyone went to put out the fire. I was the only one who happened to be passing by and saved the little girl's life."
"Later, I asked my mother and learned that the person was the daughter of the Song family. Judging from her age, she was about eight or nine years old, and should be your younger sister."
Song Lingxi never expected that they had a past connection. No wonder Song Lingyu couldn't forget him, and even after she became empress, she still resented him.
According to the traditional love story of talented scholars and beautiful women, shouldn't it be Song Lingyu who marries her husband? She really knows how to blame others. Everyone makes mistakes, but she herself is the most innocent.
"Why are you asking this, Xi'er? I was still young at the time, and your sister was just a child. There was no romantic relationship between us."
Xie Changling had been watching Song Lingxi's expression closely and naturally noticed her displeasure. He pondered this over and over, but still couldn't figure out what Song Lingxi was thinking.
"Don't frown. You're dressed like a fairy from heaven today, untouched by worldly affairs. I wonder what troubles you, fairy? Your furrowed brows break my heart."
Xie Changling stretched out his slender fingers to smooth the wrinkles between her brows, then brought his handsome face close to hers, trying to cheer her up.
“My husband, I worry that your handsome appearance might bewitch my sister. Don’t the stories say that a life-saving grace should be repaid with one’s body? Perhaps my sister is willing.”
Since he had asked, Song Lingxi decided not to hide anything. These were all well-founded guesses, not just random speculations, so there was nothing she couldn't say.
Hearing Song Lingxi's words, Xie Changling was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect his little wife to be so bold. Was she jealous of him?
Xie Changling pulled Song Lingxi close, startling her so much that she exclaimed repeatedly, "Ah! Husband? Are you angry?"
Xie Changling was both amused and exasperated. Did his little wife think he was some kind of hot commodity? "Is Xi'er jealous?"
Jealous?
Are you jealous?
Song Lingxi was a little stunned. So, all those bittersweet emotions in her heart, and her particular concern about Song Lingyu and Xie Changling's past, were due to jealousy?
Seeing Song Lingxi's stunned expression, her rosy lips slightly parted, and her glassy eyes fixed straight ahead, she was clearly lost in thought.
Xie Changling sighed softly, cupped Song Lingxi's face in his hands, forehead to forehead, and spoke in a gentle, warm voice, like the sound of jade against Song Lingxi's ear.
"Xi'er, don't even think about that person who has nothing to do with you. Even if she saved your life, the moment you, not her, married into the Song family, there was absolutely no possibility between us."
"Besides, have you forgotten what Master Hongyi said? You and I are destined for each other. Without you, my husband would have died long ago—"
"Don't say anything unlucky!"
Song Lingxi quickly reached out and covered his mouth. How could this person say anything without any restraint?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com