Seeing that he not only didn't refute her words but also agreed, Song Yueying assumed he agreed with her, or perhaps he also suspected that Qi Yanyun had someone backing him?
Feeling her palms were sweaty, Song Yueying looked down. She found her hand still being held in his, her heart trembled slightly, and her face flushed red.
She quickly withdrew her hand.
Qi Yanjue let out a muffled laugh, and despite his reluctance, he readily let go.
"What are you laughing at?" Song Yueying asked, annoyed and embarrassed, upon hearing his muffled laughter.
If he said he hadn't laughed at this point, not only would she not believe him, but even Qi Yanjue himself wouldn't believe it. He got up from the ground and took the bamboo fan from Song Yueying's hand.
He gently fanned her, leaned close to her ear and said, "Moon Shadow, your blushing face looks like a ripe peach, making one want to take a bite."
A loud bang, like fireworks, exploded in Song Yueying's mind, and her face turned even redder.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Yueying pushed him away, regretting asking him what he was laughing at. She felt like she had shot herself in the foot.
"Okay, okay, I was just talking nonsense, I was just talking nonsense, don't be angry, don't be angry!" Seeing that he had angered the beauty, Qi Yanjue quickly softened his tone and waved his fan even more attentively.
As the saying goes, "A good loan returned is a good loan," meaning that if you borrow once, you'll borrow again. Give her time to adjust so she can gradually accept his intimacy.
Someone fanned her, and Song Yueying felt her face was less hot, and her anger dissipated.
At this moment, Song Yueying was unaware that Qi Yanjue was using her as a prey. Afraid of hearing him say anything flirtatious again, she forced her mind to focus on serious matters.
This really brought a question to her mind. Song Yueying asked, "How much do you know about Qi Yanyun?"
“I don’t know him at all.” Qi Yanjue shook his head. Seeing Song Yueying looking at him with a puzzled expression, he coughed lightly and said, “I’ve only met him a few times and we’ve never really spent time together.”
Song Yueying frowned and asked, "Didn't you just say that he came to your family when he was a few years old? He must be at least twenty years old now, and you've been living under the same roof for more than ten years."
"You've only met him a few times?"
Are you kidding me?
She was practically telling him she didn't believe him, but Qi Yanjue forced himself to explain, "There's no such thing as living under the same roof for over ten years. I went to the army with my grandfather when I was twelve."
"I rarely went home after that. Yanyun came to live with me when she was eight years old. At that time, I was already in the army."
"There... there's such a thing?" Song Yueying was stunned, silently calculating the age difference between Qi Yanjue and Qi Yanyun in her mind.
Qi Yanjue is twenty-seven years old this year, and Qi Yanyun is twenty years old. They are seven years apart. Qi Yanyun came to Qi Yanjue's house when she was eight years old. Seven plus eight, Qi Yanjue is fifteen years old.
He said that he went to the army with his grandfather when he was twelve years old, which means that when Qi Yanyun came to him, he had already been in the army for three years.
He also said that he rarely goes home.
So it seems he really doesn't understand Qi Yanyun.
"It's no secret that I went to the army with my grandfather; everyone in the compound knows." Seeing her frowning in thought, Qi Yanjue simply sat down and fanned her.
Song Yueying glanced at him but said nothing.
After a moment of silence, she sighed and said, "I was hoping to learn some things about Qi Yanyun from you, but it seems you probably know less than I do."
"Unfortunately, my memories have been deliberately erased."
Suddenly, Song Yueying and Qi Yanjue spoke at the same time.
"My memories have been deliberately erased."
"Your memory has been deliberately erased."
After saying this at the same time, the two looked at each other in unison, showing perfect understanding.
"You go first," Qi Yanjue said.
Song Yueying didn't mince words with him and said directly, "My memories were deliberately erased, which must be related to Qi Yanyun. This explains why, out of so many places across the country, he chose to come here as an educated youth."
"He came to me as soon as he arrived, pretending to be affectionate and begging for my forgiveness."
“I agree with you,” Qi Yanjue agreed with her. “He must have something to do with coming here. If you are his target, he will still be bothering you.”
She had only just begun, yet Qi Yanjue had already envisioned the rest, which surprised Song Yueying in the slightest. She had never doubted his abilities.
“That’s perfect! I can use him to follow the trail.” Song Yueying said with a smile, “It will also make Qi Yanyun understand that his coming to me is just the beginning, not the end.”
Seeing her so engrossed, completely disregarding Qi Yanyun, Qi Yanjue felt a small surge of smug satisfaction, which was quickly followed by worry.
Qi Yanjue reminded her, "Yueying, if he comes to see you again, do not meet with him alone, and do not go anywhere with him. I'm afraid he might harm you."
"If you really have to go somewhere with him, remember to call me. I'll go with you."
After saying that, Qi Yanjue, fearing that Song Yueying would refuse to go with him, added, "Even if I can't help much by going with you, at least I can protect you."
He didn't want her, a woman, to face danger alone.
At this moment, Qi Yanyun was first a danger in Qi Yanjue's eyes, and then his cousin. He didn't want to think too badly of his cousin, but he wouldn't let his guard down either.
This gave those who wanted to harm Yueying an opening.
"Protect me." Song Yueying glanced at Qi Yanjue; she believed he genuinely wanted to protect her. But she also truly didn't need his protection; she was capable of protecting herself.
Song Yueying meant nothing by it, but Qi Yanjue felt she was questioning him. He recalled that in both of their near-death experiences, he had been seriously injured, while Song Yueying had emerged unscathed.
And both times, it was Song Yueying who saved him.
His face suddenly turned red, but luckily his complexion was dark, so the redness wasn't very noticeable.
Seeing that he suddenly fell silent, Song Yueying assumed he was too worried about her. So she comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, if he runs into me, he'll definitely be the one who suffers."
Will Qi Yanyun harm her? Of course he will! You don't even need to ask to know the answer.
However, Song Yueying was certain that Qi Yanyun wouldn't harm her from the start. Not only would he not harm her, he would also coax her and treat her like a fool.
That's a difficult question to answer.
Seeing that Qi Yanjue still didn't speak, Song Yueying immediately realized that Qi Yanyun was a stranger to her, but a cousin to Qi Yanjue.
“Um… what I mean is…” Song Yueying awkwardly tried to explain, but Qi Yanjue interrupted her, “You don’t need to explain, I understand what you mean.”
He understood? He understood what? She herself didn't even know what to say, yet he understood? Song Yueying blinked.
Qi Yanjue started fanning her again, "Yanyun is my cousin. Did he really make a mistake? And an unforgivable one at that? I will not cover for him."
"He is, after all, the only heir left by your third uncle and aunt, their only bloodline. Can you really bring yourself to betray your own family for the greater good?" Song Yueying wasn't skeptical of his words, but rather...
Never mind, it's better if she doesn't crave it.
"Yueying, believe me, I will never let Yanyun hurt you." Qi Yanjue gently held her hand, making a serious and earnest promise. "I will protect you."
"I know you want to find the person behind this, but they are very well hidden and will not be found by us easily."
"They not only have a well-thought-out plan, but they are also very particular about their personnel. Moonshadow, I want to arrest them all, but I want you to be safe and sound even more."
"When I first came here, I didn't have any feelings for you." Qi Yanjue's slender fingers gently touched Song Yueying's red lips. "But now, I want to be with you."
Song Yueying gazed into his deep black eyes and saw her own reflection in them.
My heart is in turmoil once again.
She tried to pull her hand back, but Qi Yanjue didn't let go this time. "I don't want to explain what happened before. Now I just want to live a good life with you and protect you."
"You didn't say you'd protect me just so you could get the pills I made, did you?" Song Yueying looked at Qi Yanjue suspiciously.
How come this guy suddenly became so eloquent? Where did his previous aloofness go?
Her words were truly a mood killer. If it were before, Qi Yanjue might have felt guilty. After that kiss in the hospital, he truly wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
Qi Yanjue did not avoid the question, nor did he feel that Song Yueying was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.
After a moment's thought, he looked into Song Yueying's eyes and said, "I don't deny that the pills you made are really effective and can save our lives."
“You will face danger once more people know about the pills you make. As an active-duty soldier, I will protect you, but only to ensure your safety.”
"I won't force myself to be with someone just because they are very capable or because they have something that can save many lives."
"Spending the rest of my life with you is what my heart desires, and there is no other reason behind it."
"As for the pills you make, sell them to whomever you want; I will not interfere."
As soon as he finished speaking, he gently embraced Song Yueying.
Song Yueying stiffened slightly, then relaxed as she felt his warmth. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she had to admit that at that moment, she trusted him.
He didn't avoid her question, nor did he try to morally blackmail her with grand pronouncements or force her to unconditionally produce pills for them.
He said she could sell the pills she made to whomever she wanted, and he wouldn't interfere.
When the issue of Qi Yanyun was brought up before, he didn't shield Qi Yanyun from any protection just because Qi Yanyun was the orphan of his third uncle and aunt. A man with such upright values is truly rare.
Opening her eyes, Song Yueying looked up at him and said, "Qi Yanjue, let's try to maintain our marriage. If we get along, we'll continue; if not, we'll part ways and each find our own happiness."
Hearing her say that they should part ways amicably and each find their own happiness, Qi Yanjue's thick, dark eyebrows furrowed slightly. But he still nodded heavily, unconditionally agreeing to her request, "Okay."
Song Yueying was taken aback, not expecting him to agree so readily. She had thought he would at least make one or two requests.
Even if there are no specific requirements, there should at least be some rules to follow.
To my surprise, he agreed so readily, and unconditionally at that.
Song Yueying didn't say anything more; saying anything more would seem a bit pretentious.
"Then it's a deal. I'm sleepy and want to sleep. You can go out and find somewhere to sleep." With that, Song Yueying pushed Qi Yanjue away and got into bed.
I lay on my side, leaving him with my back to me.
Qi Yanjue was pushed to his feet, staring in disbelief at the little woman's reclining back. Was he about to be kicked out of the bedroom?
Feeling utterly exasperated, Qi Yanjue simply resorted to pleading and sat back down on the edge of the bed. "I'm not leaving. We're husband and wife. What would it look like if I went out to find somewhere else to sleep?"
"Besides, it's so hot, there are so many mosquitoes, and there are only two bedrooms in the house. Where else can I find a place to sleep?"
"Don't forget, I'm still a seriously injured patient."
The more he spoke, the angrier and more aggrieved he became, until it turned into accusations. Turning around, Song Yueying looked at Qi Yanjue's puffed-up face and was truly speechless.
He even has the nerve to mention that he's a seriously injured patient. Which seriously injured patient isn't recuperating in the hospital? Which seriously injured patient would run back and climb over a wall in the middle of the night?
She realized that his serious injuries might not only be physical, but also mental; otherwise, how could he suddenly change from a cold and aloof old man to a childish one?
Does he think he's only three years old?
Qi is three years old.
"Qi Yanjue, I think we need to talk some more." She didn't say the last part aloud: "Let's also have a discussion."
"I don't want to talk. You just said you were sleepy and wanted to sleep, and I'm sleepy too." Qi Yanjue refused directly, staring straight at her.
What kind of look was that? Was he accusing her of not letting him sleep? Song Yueying gritted her teeth, sighed, and said, "Fine, we're both sleepy, let's go to sleep together."
Having made her decision, Song Yueying wasn't one to be coy. She automatically moved to the inside of the bed and lay down. Then she turned over, facing the wall, and closed her eyes to sleep.
She said she was going to sleep, and she really was; she fell asleep in less than a minute.
She just agreed to let him sleep with her? Qi Yanjue's eyes widened, his expression of disbelief returning. Soon, her steady, long breathing could be heard.
Is she... asleep?
Did she fall asleep so quickly? Could it be that she's ignoring me and pretending to be asleep?
Qi Yanjue lay down in the spot she had left for him, staring at the ceiling for a moment, conflicted. He then reached out and poked her shoulder, whispering, "Yueying."
No response.
Qi Yanjue continued to poke her shoulder, raising his voice slightly, "Moon Shadow."
This time, Song Yueying was woken up by him, but she still had her back to him and mumbled sleepily, "Don't make noise, go to sleep."
Her voice was heavy with sleepiness, and Qi Yanjue believed this time that she was truly asleep. Her ability to fall asleep so easily was even greater than his own.
He's a man, and a soldier at that. He must have been exhausted during the mission to fall asleep in less than a minute.
How could a young girl like her, with a man in the room who had designs on her, manage to fall asleep peacefully?
"Never mind, she's already asleep. It would be too much for him to disturb her any further." Qi Yanjue turned to his side, propping his head up with one hand and fanning her with the other.
A cool breeze brushed against her back, and Song Yueying shivered, turning her head to ask, "What are you planning to do now?"
"I didn't mean to do anything," Qi Yanjue replied. "I was afraid you'd wake up from the heat, so I'm fanning you. You should go back to sleep."
"How could I possibly sleep..." Song Yueying wanted to say, but she swallowed the words back. She glanced at the bamboo fan in his hand and said, "Don't fan yourself. I'm not hot. You should go to sleep too."
She couldn't accept being fanned by a seriously injured person.
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