Chapter 73 The Third Night of the Wedding: Snatching the Man!
“Say…” he breathed into her ear, his voice hoarse, “Say you’re orphaned…”
Qian Yueshu could no longer speak in complete sentences, only babbling, "I...I...am yours."
"Say it again, say Qian Yueshu belongs to Xiao Qingxuan!" the man said, displeased.
What she said was unclear and ambiguous, and none of it was clear.
He even stopped what he was doing, looking on with anticipation, so that she could speak in complete sentences.
“I, Qian Yueshu, belong to His Highness Xiao Qingxuan, and I will belong to him alone for all eternity.” She spoke each word slowly and deliberately, even with a hint of gritted teeth.
Now the man was satisfied and worked even harder.
When the pen holder on the desk stopped shaking.
Qian Yueshu reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck: "Is Your Highness calmed down now?"
Xiao Qingxuan did not answer, but simply picked her up and carried her across the mess on the floor to the soft couch in the inner room.
In the dormitory.
He carefully cleaned her body, his movements so gentle that he was completely different from before.
“Yue Shu,” he suddenly spoke, his voice low, “I love you… so much.”
Qian Yueshu leaned against him, listening quietly.
As they talked...
The man's voice carried a hint of domineering: "I know this isn't good, but I just don't want you to have eyes for other men, not even older men..."
He paused for a moment.
He still seemed uneasy, so he added, "I know I'm being dramatic, but if you dare to get close to other men again, I'll really get angry, the kind you can't appease."
"Okay!" she replied sweetly.
Although it was a very domineering declaration.
But why does Qian Yueshu find it so sweet?
Xie Mansion.
Today is the third night of our marriage.
Xie Jingxing knew he had to go to his wife's courtyard.
Otherwise, Su Zhirou would become a laughing stock in the entire Xie family, and how could she be a proper matriarch of the Xie family?
How can we manage those restless women in the Xie household?
But.
He wanted to have dinner with Qian Yueqiu again.
Qian Yueqiu was different from other women.
For example, someone like Su Zhirou.
She is skilled in playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
She's cunning and manipulative.
She would impersonate Liu Yu to vie for his favor.
In short, Su Zhirou has plenty of things to do to pass the time.
But what about Qian Yueqiu?
Just thinking about that little girl.
Xie Jingxing's gaze softened.
That little girl, only Xie Jingxing.
She doesn't understand.
Or perhaps they simply disdain understanding the intricacies of the inner quarters of the household.
She was like a crystal-clear mountain spring, all her thoughts clearly written on her face.
Laugh when you're happy, and pout when you're sad.
What do you want?
She would directly tug at his sleeve and gaze at him expectantly, instead of beating around the bush.
She felt so lonely in this vast and unfamiliar Xie mansion.
She didn't have a prominent family like Su Zhirou's to rely on, nor did she have trusted servants she had cultivated for many years.
This pained him and made him feel guilty.
He was the one who led her into the prison that was the Xie family mansion.
therefore.
He always wanted to spend more time with her, to make up for it...
certainly.
Most importantly.
Xie Jingxing found himself growing to like her more and more, and becoming increasingly inseparable from the little girl.
He was with Qian Yueqiu.
He felt more relaxed than ever before.
When you talk to her, you don't need to say a single word; you need to think three steps ahead.
Her words were simple and direct, and her joys and sorrows were all so genuine.
Talk to her, and say whatever you want!
They can talk about local gossip, complain about trivial matters in the imperial court, and even read lowbrow novels together.
In front of Qian Yueqiu.
He is Xie Jingxing!
This ease and authenticity is a treasure he could never find anywhere else.
Reason told him.
He must go to Jinse Courtyard tonight.
His emotions were pulling him in different directions.
Let's go to Qiushui Pavilion and have a meal there, to see if Qian Yueqiu is alright.
But he was afraid.
Fearing that once she stepped into Qiushui Pavilion, she would be bound by that warmth and eventually... she would get on the couch and stay the night.
Weighing options, struggling, conflicting...
A mix of emotions tore at Xie Jingxing's heart.
Ultimately, responsibility and reason prevailed.
He straightened his robes, stepped out of the study, and walked towards Jinse Courtyard.
Jinse Courtyard.
This was Xie Jingxing's first time entering since the renovation.
The courtyard was more spacious and grand than Qiushui Pavilion, but it lacked some of the warmth.
When Xie Jingxing stepped into Jinse Pavilion.
Su Zhirou greeted him early in the morning: "Husband."
But although his body is here, his heart is not.
Even though Su Zhirou disguised herself as Liu Yu in order to seduce him into bed.
But Xie Jingxing was thinking, "Will that little girl be able to sleep while I'm not here?"
He remembers.
Qian Yueqiu couldn't sleep well on her first night after marrying into the Xie family.
But he was by her side at that time.
Will she toss and turn again tonight?
Will she kick off the covers?
The Autumn Water Pavilion is already deserted and quiet. Would she feel scared?
He didn't even notice.
In order to attract him, Su Zhirou deliberately incorporated some of Liu Yu's traits into her words and actions—that timid and submissive demeanor, that alluring charm that seemed to hold back words.
If it were any other time...
He might be moved.
But at this moment, he felt only a strange sense of irritation.
In the end, Xie Jingxing still wanted to see that girl one last time.
"Husband." Just as he was about to step out of the room, Su Zhirou suddenly spoke.
Xie Jingxing paused and turned around.
"This is the third night." She paused, her voice lower and more strained, clearly showing her difficulty. "If you don't stay, then... I really won't be able to gain a foothold in the Xie family."
This sentence.
Like a bucket of ice water, it instantly extinguished all the restless thoughts in Xie Jingxing's heart and made him instantly sober.
This isn't being coquettish, nor is it vying for favor.
This is a fact.
A fact concerning the struggle for the position of matriarch in the Xie family!
In the first three days of their marriage, the husband did not stay overnight in his wife's room.
If this got out, it wouldn't just be a joke; it would make everyone in the Xie family look down on Su Zhirou.
She can't manage the Xie family's household affairs either!
All the struggles.
All my aspirations.
At this moment, everyone was shattered by this seemingly light yet incredibly heavy sentence.
Xie Jingxing closed his eyes, forcibly suppressing all his turbulent emotions.
When he turned around, his face was expressionless.
He silently turned back, step by step.
Just as Xie Jingxing resigned himself to his fate and was about to consummate his marriage with Su Zhirou...
But suddenly, the voice of Cui'er, a maid from Qiushui Pavilion, rang out from outside the door: "Our mistress Qiu is suddenly suffering from unbearable abdominal pain. Please, sir, go and take a look..."
There's actually no abdominal pain.
It was just a lame excuse that Qian Yueqiu came up with because she wanted to steal him away.
But does anyone care?
Upon hearing that Qian Yueqiu had a stomachache, Xie Jingxing, who had just taken off his clothes, couldn't wait to put them back on.
In their haste, they even put on the wrong shoes!
The left shoe was slipped over the right shoe, and the right shoe was slipped over the left shoe...
"Husband." Just as he was about to step out of the room, Su Zhirou spoke again: "Tonight is the third night. If you don't stay, I won't be able to gain a foothold in the Xie family."
Xie Jingxing had no choice but to turn back.
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