Chapter 119: Husband and Wife's Dissension
Qingwu had naturally seen the two of them a long time ago, but she just didn't want to pay attention to them.
Only when she heard the somewhat unfamiliar "sister" did she turn her gaze towards them and meet Xi Qingtong's eyes. Qingwu slightly raised the corners of her lips, with an indescribable irony in her smile.
How many years had it been since I heard the name "sister"? Who would have thought that I would hear it in such a situation?
Her eyes swept over Song Yunhe and Xi Qingtong one by one. In the end, she had not really moved. The man who had troubled her for three months now looked like a stranger. Looking back at Xi Qingtong, Qingwu smiled and greeted her:
"Sister, brother-in-law, here we are."
These few words stabbed both of their hearts.
Song Yunhe opened his mouth, but nothing came out. What could he say? Wasn't he her "brother-in-law" now? But she had clearly been his legitimate wife before...
However, what made Song Yunhe even more uncomfortable was yet to come. The girl spoke calmly, as if they were just nodding acquaintances.
"Sister, brother-in-law, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"
But after she finished speaking, she didn't pay attention to their expressions. She just lowered her head and touched the little cat in her arms, as if inviting them in for tea was just a casual remark.
Such a casual attitude made both of them feel a little uncomfortable, but Qingwu looked up and added innocently: "You also know our current situation. I am thinking of you being scared."
The words "you" and "we" clearly distinguished between closeness and distance. Song Yunhe's expression kept changing, but Xiao Ji smiled as he listened.
Although he hadn't spoken a word just now, he had been secretly looking at his wife, fearing that she would show some nostalgia for her ex-husband. Now that he had listened to her words one after another, and it was clear that every word was full of thorns, his mood naturally improved.
Initially he was reluctant to invite them in, but now he waved his hand and said enthusiastically, "Qingqing is right, brother-in-law, come in and have a cup of tea."
After calling him "brother-in-law", the boy felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
The same name coming out of Xiao Ji's mouth made the couple startled again. Brother-in-law, she was just a concubine, how could he be called brother-in-law?
As if he could see the doubts in the hearts of the two, the young man put his free hand around the girl's slender waist and sighed with emotion: "Qingqing saw me fall into the quagmire and never left me. I remember her kindness and I take Qingqing as my only wife."
Only wife? These words were like a knife, cutting into her heart.
She looked at Xiao Ji's hand on Qing Wu's waist—now clasping that slender waist with an attitude of absolute possession. Once upon a time, those hands had refused to even touch her. But now, they recognized her, their identical sister, as their only wife.
Xi Qingtong almost couldn't maintain her expression. She could only nod stiffly, lowering her head to hide her panic, and then convince herself that Xiao Ji was just a commoner now, and what was good about being a commoner's wife? But the embarrassment and jealousy surging in her heart explained everything.
"In that case, I'm sorry to bother you." Song Yunhe forced a smile and bowed, but his eyes couldn't help but follow Qingwu. She was teasing the raccoon in her arms again, and it was obvious that she enjoyed it very much. Such intimate and natural interaction reminded him of a little thing.
He remembered that when Qingwu was still at home, she had suggested getting a cat or dog, but he had disliked them and ultimately gave up. Now, seeing her so relaxed and at ease, he felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.
"Please follow me." Xiao Ji turned around with his cane, his back straight but unable to hide his limp. Seeing this scene, Xi Qingtong, who had been feeling uncomfortable for a long time, brightened up, and the depression in her heart finally dissipated a little.
It turned out to be lame, her original decision was right!
He's just a cripple!
When his gaze fell on Qingwu's back again, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. She was just the legal wife of a lame commoner, so what?
Do you have endless wealth? Do you have power and status? But you can only stay in this dilapidated palace, with a bunch of common people as your companions?
She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice that her husband's attention was completely focused on her sisters.
Over there, Xiao Ji walked in through the gate, leaned his crutches against the wall, and slowly sat on the wheelchair that had been placed there.
"Sixth Young Master's legs..." Xi Qingtong swallowed the words back deliberately, trying to hurt the two people's hearts.
But Qing Wu seemed to have not heard anything, and simply walked quickly to Xiao Ji's side, placing the raccoon in his arms. He then brushed the boy's collar and bent down to gently smooth his sleeves.
This series of movements was smooth, gentle and delicate, which made Song Yunhe feel jealous.
This tenderness was once given to him alone...
Xiao Ji noticed Song Yunhe's gaze, and the corners of his lips curled slightly. He deliberately held Qing Wu's wrist and pulled her closer. In response to Xi Qingtong's question, he said, "Thank you for your concern, sister. Although my leg injury has not healed, I don't feel the pain anymore with Qing Qing taking care of me every day."
His words were so bold that Qingwu's ears turned slightly red, but she didn't pull her hand back. She just patted the back of his hand and said, "Stop making trouble. There are guests here."
Qingwu is not the kind of person who repays kindness with evil. She doesn't think that Song Yunhe and Xi Qingtong came to visit her because they were really worried about her life. They must have come to laugh at her. If that's the case, how could she let them succeed?
Seeing this kind of intimate and natural interaction, Song Yunhe felt a pang of anxiety. He remembered that Qingwu had been so gentle and considerate to him before, but now this tenderness was given to someone else.
The hands under his sleeves kept clenching, and the man couldn't bear to watch anymore and lowered his eyes.
Xi Qingtong had completely lost her former noble lady's demeanor. She looked around, saw the herbs drying on the ground, saw the short wild tree in the yard, and frantically searched for things that she disliked and could not stand. Seeing these, she felt comfortable.
After entering the main hall, Xi Qingtong felt more comfortable. There was only a desk at the top of the hall, a chair on the right, and the other side was empty, obviously for a wheelchair. As she expected, Xiao Ji was pushed there by Qingwu and turned around.
"My humble abode is simple, please take a seat."
Xi Qingtong stared at the natural wood chairs, her brows furrowing slightly. The wood grain on the chair backs was still visible, not even a coat of varnish. It was so rough it might scratch her brocade dress.
She suppressed her disgust and dusted the chair with a handkerchief before reluctantly sitting down. In her heart, she was very happy, fortunately, she only had to sit down this once.
Song Yunhe, who was sitting with him on the other side, looked at the high table between them. The straw tea mat and the wild flowers in the ceramic pot looked indescribably elegant against the sunlight coming in through the window.
Looking around again, he could see that although this simple hall had no luxurious furnishings, it was full of ingenuity and warmth of life.
It's obvious who wrote these.
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