Chapter 80 Do You Know Your Mistake? The night rain taps softly on the window, deep affection teaches tender regret.
As soon as Wen Shiqin finished speaking, taking advantage of the approaching footsteps outside the courtyard, he suddenly abandoned his lingering posture and stood upright in front of her.
Su Jinxiu looked through his tall and imposing figure towards the door, and saw a graceful and upright figure slowly walking in through the moon gate, noble and proud, untouched by worldly affairs—it was Feng Xun.
She quickly got up to greet him, with Wen Shiqin following slowly behind.
"Brother." The two spoke in unison, one gentle and the other loud, and bowed in unison.
This was the first time Feng Xun had met his own second brother, and he found that his appearance and demeanor were far more handsome than he had expected, and his boldness and unrestrained behavior were also far beyond his expectations.
Because of his excellent eyesight, he had just caught a glimpse of the two people pulling and tugging at each other on the bed.
However, he knew that this sworn sister was his beloved before he went to war, and that they were destined to be together forever, so he did not say anything more.
Feng Xun nodded and responded with an "Mm," then exchanged a few pleasantries with Wen Shiqin about brotherly matters, his words filled with a refined and gentle demeanor. He then turned to Su Jinxiu and asked softly, "Are the two children here?"
Su Jinxiu had been staring blankly at the two men talking, one upright as a pine tree, the other handsome as jade, each with their own unique charm. Hearing this, she quickly snapped out of her reverie and replied, "Oh, yes, I'm here. I've already coaxed him to sleep."
Having said that, he stepped aside to lead Feng into the door, his footsteps extremely light, for fear of disturbing the sleeping child on the bed.
Feng Xun bent down to look at the two children. Seeing that they were sleeping soundly and breathing evenly, he couldn't bear to disturb them. He turned to Su Jinxiu and said gently, "I'm sorry to trouble you today. These two naughty children always give you a lot of trouble."
"also?"
Wen Shiqin's points of interest are always novel; a soft question is particularly clear in the quiet night.
Feng Xun nodded calmly and said slowly, "Before, I was busy with official duties. Whenever it rained or the children missed me, I would come to Tinglan Cottage to keep Jinxiu company."
This was the first time Su Jinxiu had been addressed as "sister" so gently by Feng Xun, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. However, she could only force herself to remain calm and respond with a soft reply.
Wen Shiqin glanced at Su Jinxiu's slightly embarrassed expression and slowly uttered three words: "Oh, I see."
Feng Xun nodded and said, "Then you should rest well."
He turned and walked out, his robes fluttering slightly. Just as he stepped across the threshold, he suddenly turned back, his gaze falling on Wen Shiqin, and asked gently, "Siyuan, aren't you leaving?"
Having said that, Wen Shiqin clicked his tongue inwardly.
He couldn't very well say outright that he wanted to stay here and spend the night with his beautiful younger sister, his nominal older sister, could he?
After a moment's thought, a smile spread across his face, and he had no choice but to reply, "Coming right away."
As Su Jinxiu watched the two figures gradually disappear into the night under the corridor, she sighed inwardly. Then she called her maid, and the two of them carefully carried Qingluan and Qingyi, who were sleeping soundly by the bed, to the large bed in the inner room. As always, they gently embraced them and helped them to rest.
The familiar dawn breaks, the autumn rain patters softly. Last night, I forgot to close the window, and the rain, carrying a chill, seeps in. My familiar arm is numb from being pressed down by the two children on the bed.
It took Su Jinxiu some effort to finally pull her arm away from the child's neck.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she lifted the bed curtain, she saw a figure in a dark nightgown standing there, staring at her eerily like a phantom of the night, which almost made her scream.
Upon closer inspection, he recognized it as Wen Shiqin.
Su Jinxiu quickly covered her mouth, glanced back at the child still sleeping soundly on the bed, and then stepped forward lightly. She first touched his cheek with her fingertips, and then squeezed his hand. The touch was warm, and she felt a little relieved. She didn't know how long he had been standing there like that.
Seeing that Shi Qin remained silent, she turned around and closed the window to block out the rain and chill outside. When she turned back, he was still standing there, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
"Achin?"
"While I was far away on the battlefield, ready to fight at any moment, was this how you rested, holding his child?"
His voice was deep and heavy. Su Jinxiu keenly sensed that his mood was off and knew that arguing at this moment would only add fuel to the fire. So she said nothing more, took a brocade quilt from the bed, and sat down on the chaise lounge by the window in the outer room.
Wen Shiqin locked onto her figure like a magnet, turned around on the spot, his gaze burning as he stared at her without leaving her side.
Su Jinxiu first got into the brocade quilt, then leaned against the edge of the couch, looked up at him, gently lifted the corner of the quilt with her slender hand, and tapped the blank space on the couch with her jade fingers, signaling him to come closer.
Wen Shiqin immediately stepped forward, still muttering complaints, but his movements were very attentive as he deftly bent down and curled up in the quilt.
This chaise lounge is small; it's just the right size for two people to lie on their side, but it feels cramped if they lie flat on their backs.
As soon as he got into bed, Su Jinxiu reached out and wrapped the two of them tightly in the brocade quilt to keep out the lingering chill. Wen Shiqin took the opportunity to reach out and hug her waist, nestling his face against her chest in an intimate and tender manner, with a childlike infatuation.
He had stood by the bed for a long time, still carrying the chill of the night rain, but Su Jinxiu did not refuse him. She gently patted his back through the quilt and said softly, "Wen Shiqin, don't you feel ashamed? You actually got angry with two children."
Wen Shiqin was too lazy to argue with her, so he expressed his inexplicable resentment through his actions.
As she looked down to reprimand him, her gaze happened to fall on the scar on his cheek. She had seen it before, but never so clearly.
A faint yet menacing mark meandered along the skin, extending all the way to the nape of the neck.
Was it the clean cut of a knife wound, or the sharpness of an arrow wound? The thought made him ponder deeply.
Wen Shiqin noticed her gaze, paused slightly, and suddenly reached out to untie the sash of her nightgown and slipped inside, covering his face with the light silk fabric so that she would not see the old scar again.
Her nightgown was suddenly exposed, and a chill instantly seeped into her skin. Su Jinxiu hurriedly pulled the quilt up higher and higher, revealing only half of her face, and wrapped him up in the quilt, making it completely airtight.
He lowered his head, his face warm, his hot breath brushing against her snowy breasts, causing Su Jinxiu to tremble slightly.
The warmth inside the quilt gradually intensified, and it felt sticky and cozy.
A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Wen Shiqin finally poked his head out. The jealousy, reproach, and worries that had been on his face had all turned into a gentle smile in his eyes, as light as a spring breeze rustling willows.
When I looked up, I saw her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her temples were adorned with rosy clouds, and her eyes were glistening with tears. My heart softened, and a wave of pity washed over me.
He removed the knuckles from Su Jinxiu's lips. Deep teeth marks and red welts were clearly visible on her fair skin, a shocking sight. His lips trembled slightly as he covered the wound, gently kissing it.
Before dawn, the night rain had not stopped. Perhaps it was because the sky was covered by dark clouds, or perhaps I had gotten up too early, but it was as dark as ink outside the window, and the room was even darker. Only the pattering rain could be heard, drowning out most of the soft humming from before.
Now that the vicious dog has calmed down, it's the perfect time to give a sermon.
"I haven't dealt with you for what happened yesterday yet." Su Jinxiu stroked his back with her fingertips and said softly, "Do you know what you did wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Shiqin tightened his arms around her waist, making it completely encircling her.
Su Jinxiu's chin rested against the top of his head, and she heard his muffled voice, filled with deep regret: "I shouldn't have doubted you, I shouldn't have overthought things, I shouldn't have kept it to myself, and I shouldn't have taken such a risky approach, disturbing others."
"What's the most important point? What needs to be changed the most?"
I shouldn't have doubted you.
"It's not that simple. What you need to change most is your tendency to take unconventional approaches, which needlessly disturb others!"
Su Jinxiu raised her hand and gently tapped his forehead, her voice soft yet sharp: "If this misunderstanding hadn't been cleared up in time, would you have gone to confront Brother Ruxu with your sword again? The worst thing that has ever happened to him in his life is probably meeting an unreasonable barbarian like you, do you know that?"
Wen Shiqin buried himself in front of her and let out a low groan of resentment, clearly dissatisfied.
"Don't humph." Su Jinxiu pinched his earlobe and gently twisted it. "You must come with me today to personally apologize to him. Before the expedition, you almost stabbed him at Biyi Tower, don't pretend you don't remember!"
"I really don't remember," Wen Shiqin said in a muffled voice, feigning ignorance. "Perhaps I've lost my memory again."
Su Jinxiu sighed helplessly, knowing that forcing him to lower himself and apologize at this moment was ultimately not something that could be rushed; it had to be done slowly and patiently.
Then her tone softened a bit, and she brought up another matter: "Then you promise me that we won't have any more misunderstandings in the future. If there's anything, just ask me directly, don't imagine some dramatic love story, understand?"
"If you keep getting stuck on this kind of stubbornness and making a mess of things, I'm really going to abandon you."
"I heard you, I heard you." Wen Shiqin hurriedly responded, hugging her even tighter and burying his face closer to her, like a young animal afraid of being abandoned.
After giving these instructions, Su Jinxiu leaned down, gently parted the nightgown covering his face with her fingertips, and then slowly touched the old scar on his cheek.
Wen Shiqin froze, then grabbed her hand tightly, looking extremely awkward: "Don't look...it's really ugly."
"Where is it ugly?" Su Jinxiu suppressed a laugh, her fingertips gently stroking his scar. "You can't see it from the front, but even from the side, it only adds a sharp and heroic air, like a medal returned from the battlefield."
"You've been lying to me all along," Wen Shiqin muttered, his voice losing its confidence. "I can't help but find it an eyesore."
Just as Su Jinxiu was about to coax him gently again, she suddenly heard the sound of a child turning over and getting up from the inner room. She quickly pushed him away, sat up, and deftly fastened the belt of her nightgown. Her movements were light and swift.
When Wen Shiqin saw that she had pushed him away for someone else's child, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
As Su Jinxiu turned to check on the two children by the bed, he angrily lay down on the chaise longue alone, crossed his arms, and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.
But he had been tossing and turning all night, and this focused, half-asleep state actually helped him relax and fall into a deep sleep.
In a half-dream, half-awake state, he vaguely heard his elder brother Fengxun's voice coming from the courtyard, as if he had come to pick up the two children.
Su Jinxiu was leading the children out of the inner room when she caught sight of Wen Shiqin sleeping soundly on the bed. Fearing that the children might misunderstand his appearance, she asked them to wait in the inner room.
She strode to the outer room, grabbed a brocade quilt from the side, and covered Wen Shiqin's head with it, wrapping him completely in the quilt. Only then did she return to the inner room and lead the children past her discreetly.
Su Jinxiu originally thought he was sleeping soundly and would not have noticed anything.
No sooner had the group stepped out of the room than a low, cold laugh suddenly came from the darkness under the covers from Wen Shiqin.
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