Chapter 206 Cold-Blooded Young Marshal 20
The osmanthus flowers bloom even more profusely in autumn, filling the entire courtyard with their fragrance.
Inside the main hall of the Marshal's Mansion, Yun Zhizhi looked at Ling Jiazhen, whose face was cold and stern, and asked, "Marshal, is there something urgent?"
Ling Jiazhen asked her very seriously, "Tell me, how do you win a woman's heart?"
These past few days, he'd thought things through and realized that Yun Zhizhi was a woman, so she should understand women's thoughts.
He didn't plan to let Qiuqiu meet since she and Qiuqiu were so close, and Qiuqiu's attention wasn't on him anyway.
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhizhi was speechless. So, he had sent people to escort her from Lucheng to Jicheng overnight just for this?
She thought something terrible had happened; she was practically tied up and brought here.
It's unbelievable that the once cold-blooded, killing machine-like boy would have such troubles.
Yun Zhizhi asked with amusement, "Young Marshal, are you trying to please Yiqiu?"
"Don't call her 'sister'." Ling Jiazhen's eyes were sharp as she warned sternly, "She's mine now."
Startled by his gaze, Yun Zhizhi stopped her playful banter and said seriously, "Young Marshal, if you want to win a woman's heart, then cater to her tastes."
Ling Jiazhen asked inquisitively, "For example?"
Yun Zhizhi thought for a moment, "Women should all like pretty clothes and jewelry. Buy her what she likes, take her to eat what she likes, and say some nice things to her. At her age, she should really want to go out and have some fun. When the young marshal has time, take her out for a stroll."
Ling Jiazhen silently made a mental note of it: take her out? He would accompany her after they got married; for now, he would start with the first step.
Seeing that he seemed to be listening, Yun Zhizhi pretended to be swaying precariously, "Young Marshal, I'm also very tired from calling me to Jicheng in the middle of the night, so shouldn't you give me something..."
"You should get some rest. Someone, find a hotel for Miss Yun to stay in, and send her back to Luzhou tomorrow."
"No, young marshal, what do you mean?" Yun Zhizhi looked at him in surprise. Was he going to kick him while he was down?
Ling Jiazhen didn't want to say much more. "You can't stay at the mansion. Go back to Lucheng tomorrow. You can choose any of the shops under my name in Lucheng and continue to be a wealthy lady there. If you need anything, just find Chief of Staff Tan."
"Thank you, young marshal! I wish you and Yiqiu a long and happy life together!" After receiving the reward, Yun Zhizhi left happily with the servants.
Upon hearing this blessing, Ling Jiazhen felt a surge of anticipation and her eyes lit up with a smile.
Today, the shops in Jicheng are bustling with activity.
A dozen soldiers in military uniforms stood guard outside, while Ling Jiazhen was picking out jewelry in the jewelry store.
Upon seeing this scene, onlookers on the street began to whisper among themselves.
"Why would Young Marshal Ling come to buy jewelry? Isn't Young Marshal Ling still unmarried?"
"I don't know, it looks like they're going to empty the entire shop."
"I wonder which woman it was bought for. She's so pampered."
"That's right, I've seen Young Marshal Ling buying so many things along the way."
Looking at the jewelry in his hand, Ling Jiazhen's gaze softened as he imagined how happy Qiuqiu would be to receive it.
He was satisfied and drove home only after a dozen soldiers had filled the bags with their belongings.
As darkness fell, a slight chill settled over the autumn night.
Xu Qiuqiu had just finished showering, and her hair was still a little wet. The maid offered to blow-dry her hair, but Xu Qiuqiu refused, saying, "You can go now. I'll do it myself later."
"Yes." After the maid finished cleaning the bathtub, the door to the room was closed again.
Xu Qiuqiu leaned against the window, feeling the wind blowing on her still-wet hair, which made her feel cold from head to toe.
After a while, the door to the room opened again, and familiar footsteps could be heard.
Xu Qiuqiu ignored him and continued to stare blankly out the window.
Ling Jiazhen walked into the room and saw that her hair was still wet. He quickly walked up to her and said, "Qiuqiu, shall I blow-dry your hair for you?"
Xu Qiuqiu let him pull her to sit on the chair. She couldn't refuse any of his requests because these days, if she resisted even a little, he could threaten her with all sorts of reasons.
It was the first time Ling Jiazhen had blow-dried her hair, and she was a little nervous, afraid of hurting her in any way. She kept asking her, "Did I hurt you?"
A warm breeze caressed her hair, his fingertips were very gentle, and Xu Qiuqiu said softly, "No."
Ling Jiazhen felt a little relieved, his gaze inadvertently falling on her collarbone. The neckline of her nightgown was quite low, and from his angle, he could see her fair, oval-shaped skin…
He quickly looked away, his ears turning slightly red. The memory of his dream suddenly became clear again—how he had pinned her down, over and over…
He suppressed his thoughts and gently dried her hair.
After her hair was completely dry, Ling Jiazhen put down the hairdryer and looked at her with a rare smile in her eyes. "Qiuqiu, I bought you some gifts today. Shall we move them in and show them to you?"
Xu Qiuqiu, however, was not interested at all. What good would it do to buy her more gifts if she couldn't go out?
Seeing that she showed no interest as usual, Ling Jiazhen was somewhat frustrated, but he still had them carried in.
Seven large boxes were carried in, and the jewels sparkled under the light when the boxes were opened.
Ling Jiazhen sat down beside her and took her hand. "So? Is there anything you like?"
Xu Qiuqiu glanced at the box, then looked away and met his gaze. "Azhen, I don't want to stay in this room all day..."
Seeing his expression gradually turn cold, Xu Qiuqiu didn't dare to continue.
Hearing her words, the smile in Ling Jiazhen's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by anger and resentment. "Still want to leave? Don't even think about it in this lifetime! You can only stay by my side! Not only in this life, but in the next life, you can only stay by my side forever!"
He came here full of hope, but now her words have left him deeply wounded.
No matter what he does, does she still want to leave him?
He scratched her palm until it bled, and only then did he manage to stop himself from throwing things. He left the room with his last shred of reason, not wanting to lose control of his emotions and hurt her.
Lately, I've been finding it increasingly difficult to control my emotions. Dark thoughts are growing stronger; I want to lock her up, to be with her every day, to make her only have eyes for me.
He stayed awake almost all night. Since he wanted her so badly, he decided to move up the wedding date.
The next day, after lunch, the locked door was opened.
Xu Qiuqiu glanced at the doorway, and Ling Jiazhen walked in with a piece of paper in her hand.
He was wearing a light-colored suit, looking more gentle than usual. He no longer had that cold and aloof aura, but instead exuded a bright and carefree youthful charm.
"Qiuqiu," Ling Jiazhen called softly.
Xu Qiuqiu was a little stunned. He seemed to still have a slight smile on his face, unlike his cold demeanor before, which made her feel a little nostalgic.
(The hair dryer was invented in 1890 and was introduced to China after 30 years of improvement. The Republic of China period was from 1912 to 1949, so hair dryers did exist during that time, but they were called electric hair dryers, which many people question, so this is to clarify.)
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