I rolled my eyes, and finally looked at him with my eyes wide open: "The shopkeeper came suddenly and even jumped out of the window. I asked Anshi, and Anshi also said he hadn't seen him."
"That's just how he is. Maybe our time hasn't come yet, and we'll meet again someday."
The shopkeeper has long since returned to his own time and space; he's not coming back.
However, I'd better not say anything, in case Xie Yuancheng says I'm talking nonsense again and goes out to find a group of sorcerers to come and see.
"How could Lingwu have suddenly disappeared?"
"She can fly."
"Be serious, don't interrupt."
"When that path was first built, many wandering sorcerers lived there, so there are traps in it. From above, it looks like a path, but the surrounding stones can move due to strange objects. So even if the prince's elite troops come in with 100,000 men, they will be fine as long as they don't come down."
"Then how do you know that you won't move if you walk straight?"
“If Lingwu goes in the other direction, we can go in the opposite direction and then we won’t get stuck.”
"And what about her now?"
"Don't worry, Ying'er, she's already gone back." Xie Yuancheng looked relaxed. There was definitely something wrong with this place, but since he said so, I'll believe him.
For several days in a row, we stayed indoors. Although Xie Yuancheng's injuries were of varying depths, thankfully they were all healed. However, his skin was so smooth that the numerous scars made it look rather unsightly.
After I told him these things, he sat by the medicinal spring and laughed loudly, saying it was proof of a man's honor. He wanted to have more scars so he would look more manly.
I was so angry I couldn't speak. He was so manly, not even worried about getting more injuries and being bedridden.
"Ying'er~"
"I can't stand you, lie down quickly, I'll go get you a new handkerchief."
Let him dream his heroic dreams; I can't control that. But if he gets hurt again in real life, I'll teach him a lesson.
I had barely taken one step when Xie Yuancheng dragged me into the medicinal spring. Luckily, the spring wasn't deep, or I would have died young.
Sometimes I realize that Xie Yuancheng is just like a child. I can't stand the smell of the medicinal spring, and I don't like the feeling of being suffocated in the spring water.
He sat down next to her and said in a serious tone, "Ying'er, I've been taking medicinal baths since I was a child. You are my wife, so of course we should share hardships together."
I pinched and tugged at his handsome face, and he laughed as he hugged me.
After we soaked in the bath, we lay in bed. I pulled the blanket up, not leaving it for him.
Xie Yuancheng, unlike his usual gentle self, snatched the blanket away directly. However, he still gave in to me, pulling the blanket to one side so that I couldn't cover myself with it. When I wanted to grab it back, I could only lean against him.
I was exhausted after pulling the blanket over myself. It was still early, the sun was setting, and the light coming in from outside was hazy and dreamlike, creating a particularly atmospheric scene. I started to feel sleepy, but if I fell asleep now, I would wake up in the middle of the night, and Xie Yuancheng would wake up too; he needed to rest more due to his injuries.
I started talking to him, saying whatever came to mind.
“Yuancheng, what kind of person is Lingwu? I always feel there’s something going on between you two.”
"Ying'er, you're always like this, you find fault with everyone."
"Stop changing the subject, all you do is lecture me."
Xie Yuancheng let me lean against him and spoke in my ear. His scent was still so pleasant; I was almost intoxicated by it.
“We’re already married and have Yu’er. Even if I had some close girlfriends before, none of them are as important as you.”
"So you two had a relationship before. I knew you, this cunning Marquis, had someone else in mind. Now that I think about it, it's such a waste. Why don't I have some male confidants? I was forced to pretend to marry the fierce Li Zhaole and get scolded every day."
Xie Yuancheng was pressed against my back; he had an injury on his arm, so I didn't dare to move too much.
Is Ying'er angry?
"No, I didn't."
“Ying’er knows perfectly well that I only want you, yet she still tries to provoke me with her words. Since that’s the case, I’ll tell you about all the girls I’ve known before, so you won’t overthink things later.”
I cautiously turned around, nestled against his chest, and blinked as I listened to what he had to say.
“Lingwu is my teacher’s daughter. He did intend for me to be with her. I met Lingwu when I first came to Linyang. She stayed in the Marquis’s mansion for many years, and I always treated her like a younger sister. Later, she returned to Lishan when she was eighteen. Half a year after Lingwu left, I went to the capital. At that time, the Prime Minister, who was also Uncle Cui, wanted to marry his daughter Zhenxin, who was a year younger than me. I refused because I was thinking about the great revenge I had not yet taken. The last one is Lüyan. You know more about the details than I do.”
"Hmph, the four of you together could form a whole card game."
What card spread?
"They gamble around the table to kill time."
Xie Yuancheng pulled at my long hair that was draped over my body, finally stopping at my face: "Then I'll take my leave of absence and go back to Beijing first thing tomorrow morning to tell my sister the news, so she can see how her worried younger brother and sister-in-law pushed me out."
I hugged him tightly and pressed on the wound on his chest: "Before you finish writing, I'll pick off all the scabs on your wounds so you can't get out of bed."
"Your wife is so fierce, I must teach you a lesson."
Xie Yuancheng pulled the blanket over me and started tickling me. I couldn't stand it for long, but he wouldn't stop until I begged him to.
If Yu'er knew why his parents were still acting like children, I wonder what he would think. But we're all quite young. Back in Ji Shuang's time, Xie Yuancheng wasn't even old enough to get a marriage certificate.
“Yuancheng, let’s wait until you’re fully recovered before doing that kind of thing. Let’s rest first.”
Xie Yuancheng's scratching went awry; his breathing began to change, and he seemed to be lost in thought. I had to stay clear-headed and wait until he recovered before making any further moves.
"Ying'er, let me hold you for a while so you can recover."
I hugged him; with his current strength, I was grateful he could cook for me and move around. At that moment, I really hated the Crown Prince, and even had a strong urge to get rid of him.
"Yuancheng, we are here, the Crown Prince and the others."
"They won't find out. Besides, my father-in-law is helping to handle things, so there's no need to worry. Now is not the time to go back. We'll return to the main camp when Anshi comes back."
I placed my hands beside him, trying not to touch the wounds. Now was an opportunity; perhaps this was the chance for me to escape.
"How about I don't go back with you? I'll just say I died in the chaos last time. That way, I can get rid of my status as the prince consort."
I saw Xie Yuancheng's eyes darting around, he seemed hesitant, wondering if there was something wrong with him.
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