Chapter 461 Jiji Extra (4)
With a whoosh, a black shadow flashed behind Chen Zhaozhi. Xia Wanqing sneered, walked out from the darkness, and slapped Chen Zhaozhi to the ground.
Face down on the ground.
Snap, the clear sound of nasal bones breaking.
He didn't stand up for a long time.
"Xia, Sister Xia." Jiji was trembling with fear, fearing that Xia Wanqing had heard everything and would hit him too.
Fortunately, Xia Wanqing had no intention of persecuting him. She simply bent down, picked up the pretending-dead Chen Zhaozhi from the ground, and threw him aside.
"That's enough," she scolded. "What kind of teaching are you doing to a child? If you keep saying that, I'll pull out your tongue."
"Master Chen Zhe." She invited Jiji to take a seat. "As for you, I, Sister Xia, have watched you grow up over the years. Of course, I will help you if you have any difficulties."
"I heard everything you said just now."
"Sister Xia wants to ask you now, what is your purpose? Do you want to divorce or do you want to get along better?"
Gigi stammered, "I, I don't know yet. If I divorce..."
He wanted to say that the words of divorce were too cruel, but was interrupted by Xia Wanqing halfway through.
"As for the divorce, just do what that stinky fox says. He's a professional." She narrowed her eyes, murderous intent rising, "If you have a clear conscience."
Gigi shook her head desperately, feeling a sore sensation on the tip of her nose, and couldn't help but touch it twice.
"If you want to get along better, you can try to spend more time with her," Xia Wanqing said. "You don't know her at all yet, right? What's her personality like? What do she like? What do she dislike? How much has she read? Try to get to know her better. Maybe she's the type of girl you like."
Of course it’s a good thing to like it.
"What if I don't like it?" Guido asked.
Xia Wanqing smiled in a secretive manner: "You have to like her even if you don't like her. She married you because she didn't dare to resist you, didn't she?"
…
Xia Wanqing's words woke Gigi up.
Before this, he always thought of himself as a victim, but if he thought about it more freely, Xun Pei'er was more like a victim than him.
He still has his career, his cultivation, and even the right to take a concubine, but everything about Xun Pei'er depends on him alone.
If he is not determined to divorce, you should try to understand him better.
When I returned to the mansion, there was no movement. I asked the maid and she said that the lady had walked around the yard twice in the afternoon and had just gone to bed.
Gigi nodded. He slept soundly last night. She probably cried for most of the night and got up early with him. It was normal for her to be tired now.
He had a simple lunch and went back to his study to write official documents.
Not long after he started writing, he heard quick footsteps on the corridor outside, and they stopped at the door of his study.
Jiji used her spiritual power to instantly sense that it was Xun Peier who had arrived. She also knew that she was tidying up her clothes at the door, taking a deep breath, and only knocked on the door and came in after she calmed down.
"My husband is back." She came in and said softly, "I was lazy."
In her Xun family, it is impossible for a woman to rest in bed after her man returns. She must come to greet him.
She also took a nap in the Xun Mansion, but the maid would wake her up on time.
But in the Shen Mansion, she is the Madam, the master. Who would dare to call her that unless Jiji gives the order?
So I slept for a full half hour longer.
"It's okay. Since you got married here, this is your home. You can sleep and wake up whenever you want." Gigi didn't care about this at all.
He was just about to say that he was writing an official document and asked her to go back to read some books and take care of the flowers, but he glanced down and couldn't help laughing.
Xun Pei'er followed his gaze and found that because she left in a hurry, she had put her shoes on the wrong feet!
Oh my God, she made such a fool of herself just after getting married. How can she face her husband in the future!
Seeing Xun Pei'er stunned on the spot, Ji Ji suppressed a smile and comforted her: "It's okay, go change it first, otherwise your feet will feel uncomfortable."
Xun Pei'er escaped.
After changing her shoes, she felt completely depressed. The maid in the mansion repeatedly comforted her, saying that the young master really didn't care about these things, and she felt a little better.
She tidied her appearance from head to toe again, and only after making sure that everything was fine did she go back to her husband's study.
This time she held a bowl of mung bean soup, her hands steady, for fear of making a fool of herself again.
"Husband, please have some soup." She reminded him gently, taking advantage of the moment when Gigi stopped writing.
"Oh, leave it there." Gigi was not used to it. "You don't have to do these things in the future. If I want to eat, I will ask the servant to bring it to me."
He was not used to it not because he was not used to being served, but because those around him who were married, such as his senior sister and Sister Xia, would never do something like that.
So in his opinion, the wife shouldn't do these things, and it should be the other way around...
"Yes." Xun Pei'er responded somewhat dejectedly.
If a girl was more thoughtful, she would know that this was an order to leave, but Xun Pei'er couldn't hear it.
After a while, she saw that Gigi's ink had dried up, so she took the initiative to come up and grind some ink.
Although this is what men dream of, such as having a beautiful woman by their side, Gigi still can't get used to it.
He simply pinched the inkstone and made it move on its own, which scared Xun Pei'er so much that she screamed.
She knew that her husband was a so-called fortune teller and that he had the ability to subdue demons and monsters, but she never thought that this ability could be used in daily life.
She stared motionlessly at the inkstone that was automatically grinding ink, her expression silly and cute.
Seeing her expression, Gigi couldn't help laughing again. He tore off a piece of paper, folded a small paper crane, and then cast a spell on the paper crane, making it flap its wings and fly up.
"Wow." Xun Pei'er completely forgot what she came here for, and her mind was entirely on the flying paper crane.
Wherever the paper crane flew, she would chase it, jumping and reaching out to catch it.
Gigi looked at her figure and began to understand why the Shangshu Ling family insisted on marrying Xun Pei'er to him.
In addition to the political marriage, it was also because the girl who was raised in seclusion was too simple-minded.
Marrying a righteous and kind person like him, even if you are not favored, you will not be too wronged.
If I go to those wealthy families with complicated relationships, I'm afraid I'll be bullied to the point of being left with nothing.
The spiritual power covering the paper crane was exhausted, and it fell down and was finally caught by Xun Peier.
"I'm sorry, husband." She finally came to her senses. This was not the Xun Mansion where she could do whatever she wanted, but her husband's house.
"It's okay," said Gigi. "We're just the two of us in this house. You can do whatever you want from now on. There's no need to hold back. It's too tiring."
After saying these words, he was stunned and wondered if they were too ambiguous.
But on second thought, this was exactly what he really thought.
Get to know her more, what if she is the type of girl you like?
He had no idea what kind of girl he liked, but he remembered what Sister Xia said, closed the document, and looked at Xun Pei'er.
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