Chapter 80 "I like you, I like you very much..."
The two grew closer day by day. The disaster relief funds were raised, the people were settled, and the dikes were repaired. The people of Huaizhou were grateful to Xiao Che, as if he were a living bodhisattva. Yan Jiarou also benefited from this, because she had accompanied Xiao Che to the soup kitchen a few times. People said that she was beautiful and kind-hearted and that she and Xiao Che were a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Hearing this made her very happy.
After finishing his business, Xiao Che should have returned to the capital, but for some reason he didn't set off. When Yan Jiarou asked him why, he said meaningfully, "What's the rush? Your second brother's business isn't finished yet. Let's wait for him."
Yan Jiarou blinked, not understanding what important things Xiao Yan could have to do. In her impression, he did nothing important at all, only eating, drinking and having fun, leaving all the important matters to Xiao Che.
Because in everyone's eyes, Xiao Che, although a prince, had no chance of succeeding to the throne, and Xiao Yan naturally thought so too.
A brother who poses no threat and is on his side is nothing more than a staff member and retainer to Xiao Yan. Everything he does is to help him increase his chances of seizing the throne, so his achievements should naturally be attributed to him. Therefore, he has always trusted Xiao Che and is willing to let him do things his own way.
Yan Jiarou had no interest in the affairs between these men. All she cared about was whether Xiao Che had time to spend with her, whether he kissed her, hugged her, or praised her as a good girl.
Therefore, she did not press Xiao Che for an explanation.
Anyway, she wasn't in a hurry to go back. In fact, she didn't really want to go back. She had a feeling that once she returned to the palace, her relationship with Xiao Che would no longer be as pure and unrestrained as it was now.
After Xiao Che stopped being busy with important matters, he spent almost all his time with Yan Jiarou. The two were inseparable and their relationship was incredibly sweet. Xiao Che even wished he could die for her.
Yan Jiarou felt that she liked Xiao Che more each day than the day before.
Even the matter of obtaining the antidote was no longer something she resisted as before. Just like when she wanted blood, she would lean towards Xiao Che whenever she wanted it, gazing at him with her innocent, beautiful eyes and softly calling him "brother."
The only difference is that she usually had to coax and flatter Xiao Che before drawing blood in order to get his reward, but now he generously put the antidote into her mouth himself.
Inside the room, Xiao Che leaned back on the bed, his eyelids half-closed, his breathing somewhat heavy.
He let out a muffled sound from his throat, and after a long pause, seeing that Yan Jiarou still showed no sign of getting up, he reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, lifting her up completely.
He swallowed hard, and when he spoke, his voice was terribly hoarse: "You're already out, what are you still doing lying down there? Aren't you afraid of eating too much and then not being able to eat your meal?"
He pinched her chin, glanced at her, and saw that her eyes were hazy and her cheeks were flushed, making her look as if she were drunk.
He casually asked, "...Is it good?"
Yan Jiarou had just finished taking the antidote, and she felt lightheaded, even a little dizzy: "Mmm, delicious..."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his face: "You like it that much?"
"like……"
"Oh?" Xiao Che chuckled. "Do you like it or me?"
Yan Jiarou stared at him blankly, her mind not quite processing what he meant: "I like...I like it so much..."
"Fool."
Xiao Che chuckled: "Baby is a little fool."
He leaned back lazily, glanced at her, and said, "Yan Yan, come up here and kiss me."
Yan Jiarou wasn't fully awake yet, so she looked at him with a somewhat bewildered expression.
Xiao Che tapped his lower lip with his finger, raised an eyebrow and said, "You've been kissing it for so long, it's time you kiss me too."
Yan Jiarou was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant.
He wanted her to kiss him from above, seemingly jealous of his lower body.
Yan Jiarou muttered to herself, "This person is really... Xiao Che is also his, how can someone be jealous of a part of their own body?"
She found it amusing but didn't say anything. She straddled him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and was about to kiss him when Xiao Che reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to stop. She blinked and asked, "What's wrong, brother?"
"It's nothing," Xiao Che said, wiping away the remaining white residue from her lips with his thumb. "It's just dirty here."
Yan Jiarou was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Xiao Wenqi, are you looking down on your own things?"
Xiao Che glanced at her indifferently and said nothing.
Yan Jiarou giggled, leaned in and nuzzled his nose, saying affectionately, "Brother, you actually dislike your own things? You dislike your own things? Why don't you like them? Why, why?"
She chirped in his ear like a little bird. Xiao Che pinched the back of her slender neck, finally unable to bear it any longer, and pressed his lips against hers, sealing hers with a kiss: "Because I don't like myself."
He said, "I only like you."
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After spending several days and nights together, Yan Jiarou was almost completely permeated with Xiao Che's scent. Finally, Xiao Che took her out for some fresh air that day.
As she was leaving, she bumped into Xiao Yan, who was also about to go out. Yan Jiarou was in a good mood and was very willing to greet people, so she sweetly called out, "Second Brother!"
Xiao Yan looked in the direction of the voice, raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, it's Xiao Jiarou." He then walked over to the two of them.
As he approached, he saw Yan Jiarou affectionately linking arms with Xiao Che. He looked at Xiao Che, then at her, and teased, "Oh, the young couple out for a stroll? Tsk, I must say, you two really do look quite well-matched standing together, like a divine couple from a painting."
She thought he would be embarrassed by teasing the little girl like that, but instead he smiled sweetly at her and said happily, "Thank you, Second Brother!"
Her poise and grace left Xiao Yan speechless. He could only touch his nose awkwardly and say, "Ahem... You're welcome."
After thanking him, the young girl insisted on pulling Xiao Che aside to ask for confirmation: "Xiao Che, did you hear that? Second Brother said we're a good match."
Xiao Che turned his head to look at her, smiled slightly, and said in a lazy tone, "Isn't that obvious? I've said it before, we're a match made in heaven."
Xiao Yan: "…………"
Okay, so he didn't check the almanac before going out today. He first said something pointless, and then he got a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
Thinking about it this way, he was so angry that his nose was crooked.
Fortunately, I have a date with my sweetheart later, which is some consolation.
It's strange, but Hua Yao, the young lady from Wan Hua Lou, had always been indifferent to him and clearly didn't like to get close to him. But today she specially sent someone to invite him over for a chat. Could it be that she suddenly changed her mind and was willing to follow him?
Hey, that's not surprising. As a prince, he's handsome and dashing. He's definitely better than that scoundrel Xue Run, right?
How could Hua Yao not choose him?
Thinking of this, a hint of smugness appeared on his face.
Xiao Che observed his expression, gave him a deep look, and asked, "What's wrong, Second Brother? Is there some good news?"
Xiao Yan laughed and said, "It's not really a happy occasion, it's just that I have a date with a beautiful lady."
"Is that so?" Xiao Che raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled gently. "Then I wish Second Brother a speedy return to his beloved."
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After parting ways with Xiao Yan, Xiao Che took Yan Jiarou to the local temple fair. The fair was extremely lively, with lion dances, stilt walking, pitch-pot, and all sorts of other activities. Yan Jiarou, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, had never seen such novel things before. She couldn't take her eyes off them.
She first went to see all the exciting things, and finally pulled Xiao Che to stop in front of the pitch-pot stall, coaxing him to throw this and that.
Having watched the little girl grow up since she was a child, Xiao Che naturally doted on her immensely. Not to mention now that he had tricked her into bed, he had done everything he could except for the final step. There wasn't a single part of her body that he hadn't seen or touched. After this relationship, he would even give her his life, and plucking stars from the sky and holding the moon in his arms were nothing to him, let alone just playing the game of pitch-pot.
His archery skills were excellent, so his accuracy was naturally high; he hit the bullseye every time.
He would throw at whichever Yan Jiarou pointed to, and he never missed.
This made Yan Jiarou extremely happy. Every time he successfully ringed a ring, she would cheer, "Brother is so amazing... Husband is so amazing!"
Xiao Che's lips curled up in a wide smile, and he naturally became even more enthusiastic about trying to trick Xiao Che.
So he kept working, covering almost every single object with his hands.
This pleased the little princess, but the stall owner's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Xiao Che didn't intend to take advantage of the stall owner. He knew Yan Jiarou's temperament; the little girl was just playful. She had bought so many things, and she could take them anywhere, but she might not like them all. So he let her pick one or two that she liked to take with her.
The little girl obediently agreed, bit her finger and thought for a while, and finally chose a white glazed rabbit with black dots, saying to Xiao Che, "I want that one."
Xiao Che looked in the direction she pointed and smiled, "Porcelain rabbit? Do you like that?"
"Hmm! I think you'll like that one, so I'll choose that one!"
Xiao Che was taken aback, then reached out and stroked her face, saying softly, "Baby, no matter what, you don't have to give in to me. Choose what you like."
"I don't compromise. I like you, I like you a lot, so what you like is what I like! Besides, I like rabbits anyway. My zodiac sign is the rabbit. Little rabbits are white and soft, they're the cutest."
Xiao Che then smiled and said, "Alright, then let's choose this one."
When the stall owner saw that Xiao Che had won so many prizes but only took one item, he was taken aback for a moment. After realizing what had happened, he was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly, not forgetting to say a few nice words: "You two are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. I wish you both a long and happy life together!"
The blessing was so beautiful that Xiao Che casually tossed him a bag of gold leaves: "Thank you, this is for you."
The stall owner opened the bag and his eyes lit up. This bag of gold leaves was enough to buy a hundred porcelain rabbits! What could this be but a stroke of incredible luck? He thought he had met a deity today, but it turned out to be the God of Wealth.
He immediately thanked the two of them profusely.
Finally, the two walked away as the stall owner thanked them and went to the next stall.
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