Chapter 63 Chapter 63 A horrified face flashed outside the door...
Cuiping was seriously injured, and when she woke up, it was already dusk the next day.
"My wife?"
She looked at the young girl who was sleeping on the bed and called out softly. Just as she was about to sit up, the movement affected the wound she had sustained in prison before. She grimaced in pain and lay back down again.
Wu Jingxun was awakened by the noise. She saw Cuiping lying beside her with sweat dripping from her forehead, looking extremely painful. She was startled and wrung out a towel to wipe her sweat, then brought her some boiled medicine to drink.
Cuiping didn't want her brows, which were like distant mountains, to frown again, so she took the medicine and changed the dressing obediently.
She wanted to ask Wu Jingxun how he found a way to let her out, but before she could open her mouth, Cuiping noticed a tall figure entering the room and stopping behind the screen, the handsome outline of the young man faintly visible.
"I'm leaving. Won't you see me off?"
This voice - why does it sound so much like that of the evil spirit of the second master of the Pei family?
Noticing Cuiping's curious gaze, Wu Jingxun pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed. He tucked the quilt in for her and softly told her to have a good rest and that he would come back to talk to her later.
As for the rest... I'll explain it later. Wu Jingxun's mind was a mess now, and she didn't know how to explain to Cuiping the current relationship between her and Pei Huaiguang.
Cuiping looked at her pale face, nodded, and told her not to worry about herself.
The figure behind the screen was still there, and he was always looking at her.
Through the thin gauze screen, Wu Jingxun could still feel his heavy gaze, which made the back of her neck numb.
Wu Jingxun placed the medicine bowl on the tray and walked out. As she was about to pass the screen, she mustered up the courage to glance at him and whispered, "Let's go out and talk."
Pei Huaiguang looked at her bright eyes under her gently trembling eyelashes, said nothing, took the tray from her hand, and walked out.
Wu Jingxun was stunned for a moment, then followed with his eyes downcast.
With a creak, she closed the door.
The yard they rented was very small and had not been cleaned for days. A thick layer of frost and snow had accumulated on the old locust tree. The sunset glow fell on it, and Wu Jingxun inexplicably thought of the fireworks on her birthday. The sky was filled with flames, which were also so bright and dazzling.
Pei Jinguang and he were both with her that day.
"What are you thinking about?" Pei Huaiguang casually placed the tray on the bamboo rack beside him. His eyes fell on her fair cheeks, and his brows unconsciously frowned. She was too thin, even thinner than the sickly girl lying on the bed.
Wu Jingxun's eyelashes trembled, but she remained facing the courtyard. A few strands of hair were blown down by the wind, gently brushing against her gaunt face. She reached out to hold her hair and whispered, "It's getting dark, and the roads are slippery in the snow. Why don't you leave early tomorrow morning?"
Her voice was very pleasant. Even though her tone was calm and there was not much emotional ups and downs, it still made Pei Huaiguang's eyes shine subconsciously.
Is she... caring about him?
"I thought you would be eager to see me leave earlier." If possible, Pei Huaiguang naturally wanted to stay in Tongcheng to accompany her for a few more days - or to put it another way, to be more precise, he wanted to force her to accompany him.
Pei Huaiguang had never been prone to anxiety about gains and losses. But she was precious, and the meaning of losing her and then finding her again was so different. He had often forgotten to blink these past two days, staring at her for long periods of time, only closing his eyes when they were so sore that tears were about to fall.
Even when I close my eyes, it's still her.
Pei Huaiguang sometimes wondered if he was suffering from hysteria.
He remained silent, but Wu Jingxun couldn't give him a perfunctory response, even though the words he subconsciously said were indeed what she was thinking.
But she promised him that as his mistress, she didn't have to be like before, full of thorns, forcing him to retreat step by step before he was satisfied.
Moreover, Wu Jingxun had no doubt that even if her body was covered with dense spikes like a hedgehog, Pei Huaiguang would rather be pricked and bleed than not hold her tightly and not let her run away again.
"...You think too much." Wu Jingxun couldn't lie. After holding it in for a long time, he could only say this dryly.
Pei Huaiguang obviously didn't believe it.
But it doesn't matter, he is very happy that she is willing to take the initiative to care about him.
The cloak draped over him was so warm that his clenched palms were wet.
Pei Huaiguang simply took off his cloak and draped it over her shoulders. Seeing the almost emaciated person tightly wrapped in the cloak that carried his body temperature, her beautiful eyes looked up at him in astonishment. Pei Huaiguang resisted the urge to pinch her cheek and said coldly, "Wear it, don't take it off."
Wu Jingxun paused and said, "There's a charcoal brazier in the house. I won't be cold when I go in later."
"Keep the things I give you. Use them to keep you warm or sell them for money. It's up to you." Pei Huaiguang looked at her rather heavy cloak, which made her look even more slender and frail. He untied a pouch from his waist belt and handed it to her. "There are many ways to torture people in prison. Relying on medicine alone is not enough. Take this money and buy some nourishing foods for Cuiping and yourself as well."
He knew that if he offered her money to buy supplements, she would not accept it. Only by using Cuiping as a cover and giving her some for herself would she be willing to accept.
The young man stared at her intently. The bony joints of his outstretched hand were clearly visible, and the bulging veins lurked beneath his pale skin. Wu Jingxun didn't dare to look any further. Subconsciously, she suppressed her rapidly beating heart and whispered, "No need. I have money."
"But you don't know how to take care of others." You took such a bad care of yourself. Pei Huaiguang frowned and looked at her for a long time: "Forget it, I'll find someone to come and take care of you. Otherwise, I can't rest easy."
His tone was firm and unquestionable. Wu Jingxun was about to speak, but after hearing the second half of his sentence, he fell silent again.
It is better to let his people monitor her than for him to come to Tongcheng all the time.
Thinking of her mother and brother who were far away in Jinling, Wu Jingxun would occasionally have nightmares at night. She dreamed that they followed the traces left by Pei Huaiguang and found this place. They scolded her for being shameless and blamed her for bringing disaster to the Wu family's reputation. They took her back to the Wu family and made her spend the rest of her life in that small and dim Buddhist temple.
She didn't want to be involved with them anymore. In comparison, she would rather be Pei Huaiguang.
"Okay." She answered simply, but Pei Huaiguang was stunned. Then, something slightly cool brushed across his palm.
She took away the purse filled with thick banknotes, but took off the cloak on her shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and with some difficulty supported the heavy cloak, trying to put it on him.
Pei Huaiguang bent down slightly, his strong and beautiful eyebrows drooped, and he actually looked a little... well-behaved?
Wu Jingxun quickly discarded this horrifying description, put the cloak on him, fastened the pockets, and quietly took a step back: "Alright."
The delicate fragrance from her fingers still lingered in his nose.
Pei Huaiguang slowly stood up: "Thank you."
If the saint had not urgently summoned him, he would not have been willing to return to Jinling so soon.
The time they had spent together was too short. Before, there had been many people standing between them, but now there was only Cui Ping, and that was unbearable for him.
People are greedy.
But Pei Huaiguang knew that he still didn't dare to get too close, as he didn't want to see the look of disgust and vigilance on her face.
"I'm leaving. You..." Pei Huaiguang paused and didn't ask the question buried in his heart.
She was just asking for trouble. How could she possibly miss him?
A hint of self-deprecating smile appeared on the young man's gorgeous and cold face.
"Take good care of yourself and don't lose any more weight."
Wu Jingxun stood under the eaves, watching the handsome figure gradually go away. Snowflakes fluttered down, and soon the footprints he left behind were covered by the new snow.
She unconsciously clenched the purse in her hand.
Pei Huaiguang...
Looking at the white all over the yard, she silently recited his name.
She didn't understand where Pei Huaiguang's obsession with her came from. If it was because of this skin and this body, he could have slept with her last night.
But he was polite at this time and would rather stay in an inn.
Even though they all knew the truth, Wu Jingxun herself had already accepted the fact that she had become his mistress.
What a weirdo.
Wu Jingxun sighed softly.
…
Pei Huaiguang quickly selected the people and sent them to Tongcheng.
The man was about forty years old, neatly dressed, with a round face that looked very kind and easy to get along with. He smiled all day long, and in his free time, he would make some snacks for Wu Jingxun's sweet soup.
Cuiping's face was also healed and her injuries gradually healed. She also became a lot plumper.
"Aunt Zhou, don't bother! Let me do it." Cuiping got up early today. She wanted to open a shop with Wu Jingxun.
After being idle for so long, she is finally able to be put to use. Cuiping is eager to take charge of everything.
Wu Jingxun could see that Aunt Zhou was a little hesitant.
Pei Huaiguang should have told her to take good care of them. She was worried that she would be exhausted from running the shop and would have a hard time explaining herself if Pei Huaiguang blamed her in the future.
Speaking of Pei Huaiguang, he hadn't been here for a while, seemingly busy with Queming Guard affairs, but people kept sending him things.
Clothes, jewelry, rare antiques, and lots of flowers.
The small yard is almost full of space.
"Mrs. Wu, weigh me a pound of walnut cake!"
Wu Jingxun came back to his senses and responded with a smile.
The shop was bustling with people coming and going. Wu Jingxun and the others were busy weighing and packing snacks and did not notice a horrified face flash by at the door.
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