Chapter 92 Late Night Chat
The girl's eyes widened slightly, and then curved again. She no longer hesitated, and put her arms around the boy's neck and hugged him tightly.
Her throat was choked with sobs, and thousands of words were stuck in her chest. She had a lot to say, but she didn't know what to say.
The boy she was hugging also smiled and put his arm around her waist with one hand, feeling very satisfied in his heart, as he could finally hold her like this.
It was not until he felt his chest was wet that Xiao Ji started to panic. He wanted to take a step back to comfort Qing Wu, but she hugged him tightly and he could not move.
At this time, he felt that his wife's strength, which was beyond that of an ordinary girl, was not good enough. Xiao Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only pat her back gently and comfort her with words: "Qingqing, don't cry, I don't blame you, I like you, and I am happy that you are willing to exchange with the concubine."
"If you hadn't switched with her, how could I have such a good wife like you?"
Hearing these two sentences, Qing Wu felt both happy and aggrieved. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "But, but, you don't know at all..."
The girl took a step back, tears welling up in her eyes again, but before she could finish her words, Xiao Ji's hands were already on her shoulders, comforting her: "I know, I know you were forced."
This sentence instantly made Qing Wu forget to cry, and stared at Xiao Ji blankly, "You, how did you know?"
If we say that the two sisters swapped places, perhaps someone familiar with them would know it at a glance and easily see through it, but it is not easy to find out why they swapped places.
Qing Wu thought about it for a while, and even wondered when the two Zhu'er were tortured, but he didn't expect the young man in front of him to purse his lips and say, "I eavesdropped."
Facing Qing Wu's slightly surprised and suspicious gaze, Xiao Ji added sheepishly, "I overheard your conversation with Madam Lin."
Qing Wu opened her beautiful phoenix eyes wide again, and said in disbelief: "You, how could you do such a thing?" He was once the crown prince of a country...
Xiao Ji was also a little ashamed, with a slight blush on his face, but in the next moment he became confident and said, "If I hadn't eavesdropped, I don't know when I would have known about Qingqing's grievances."
The word "wronged" instantly dispelled Qing Wu's dissatisfaction, and tears began to fall again. Xiao Ji was busy wiping them away, coaxing her as he did so: "Don't cry, Qingqing..."
Xiao Ji's fingertips gently wiped away the tears on her face, and his voice was filled with heartache, "You have left the Xi family. You are my wife now. They can no longer force you to do anything you don't want to do, and I will never force you to do anything you don't want to do."
Qingwu's tears fell even harder. She cried much harder than the day she was forced to change her husband. The grievances she had suffered over the years seemed to have found an outlet, turning into hot tears that fell on the back of Xiao Ji's hand.
When no one cares, grievances accumulate silently like the water in a deep well. It's not that they don't hurt, but knowing no one will wipe away the tears, one learns to swallow the bitterness, locking the sobs in one's throat, even maintaining a respectable and steady breathing. The strength one feels at that moment is merely a last resort, knowing that showing weakness is futile.
But once someone truly cares for you, the dam you've been holding up collapses. The pain you once endured suddenly becomes unbearable, and the grievances you've swallowed up turn into tears.
Just like when a frozen hand is suddenly immersed in warm water, it will feel unbearable pain - because when consciousness is restored, you realize how deep the wound is.
Qing Wu was like this at the moment. Now that Xiao Ji had said, "I know you've been wronged," the deep-buried pain suddenly came alive, and she couldn't stop crying.
"You...you don't know...my mother..."
She sobbed and could hardly form a coherent sentence.
"I know." Xiao Ji held her in his arms again, his chin resting lightly on the top of her head. "I know everything. I heard everything you said to Madam Lin that day."
He stroked the girl's back and suddenly felt that he should give her a chance to confide in her, so he said gently, "But I know Qingqing must still have a lot of grievances. Can we sit on the bed and talk about it? Your husband's legs can't hold on any longer."
Of course, this was an exaggeration, but it worked. Qing Wu immediately put aside her sadness, helped him back to the bed, and carefully helped him sit down.
After being interrupted like this, Qingwu sat down and his previously turbulent emotions calmed down a lot, at least he didn't choke up when speaking.
Seeing Xiao Ji's appearance of being prepared to listen patiently, Qing Wu suddenly felt embarrassed.
"It's late, why don't we..."
Before Qing Wu finished speaking, Xiao Ji had already held her hand and shook his head gently: "It's better to talk about your heart's affairs at night." He squeezed her hand gently, "You and I are already husband and wife, and now we can express our feelings to each other. What is there that cannot be said?"
The candlelight popped, and his features looked particularly gentle.
Qingwu looked down at their folded hands, blinked her long eyelashes, and suddenly felt the urge to talk again.
"Yeah." Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid to disturb the tranquility of the night. "Actually, I know I didn't grow up with my mother, so it's understandable that she favors Xi Qingtong. But I don't understand how she can be so partial? A girl's marriage is a major event in her life. How can she not be fair in this matter?"
Qing Wu's voice became hoarse again as he spoke: "That day she held my hand and said, 'Xi Qingtong has been spoiled since she was a child and can't stand hardship. I grew up in the countryside and have long been accustomed to it..."
"I don't know how she could say such heartbreaking words. Did I grow up in the countryside because I wanted to? Just because I'm used to country life, should I live there forever?"
She wasn't someone who liked to endure hardship, so wouldn't she be uncomfortable with a life of luxury and fine food? It was just that such a life required bending one's knees and back, being extremely cautious, and being constrained in every way. She felt that rural life was more comfortable.
Just listening to it, the veins on Xiao Ji's forehead couldn't help but bulge. It turned out that what she said that day was just a bunch of nonsense, and it turned out that there were such heartbreaking words.
Qing Wu's voice was as light as snow foam blown away by the wind, and it hit Xiao Ji's heart with a chilling feeling: "The most painful thing is never the slap in the face, but these words spoken by your loved ones. It's like a blunt knife cutting flesh. There's no blood, but it still hurts."
Xiao Ji didn't know how to comfort her anymore. Any words of comfort were useless in the face of these words. Just as he was racking his brains, thinking of other ways, the girl changed the subject.
"But I still have my grandma."
When she said the word "grandma", the girl's voice suddenly softened.
Seeing Xiao Ji's eyes full of pity for her, Qing Wu suddenly didn't want to tell him about her past grievances. She also didn't want him to be sad. "Grandma was a traveling doctor who adopted me. She was very good to me..."
As the night deepened, the rustling sound of the sycamore leaves in the yard became more and more obvious.
They didn't know when they were lying face to face on the bed. Time passed quietly, but Xiao Ji was unaware of it. He just looked at her profile reflected in the candlelight.
When she talked about her grandma, the corners of her eyes curved slightly, and the wrinkles between her brows that were previously furrowed were now smoothed out by her smile.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and the two people on the bed had fallen asleep unknowingly, with only their hands tightly held together.
Now they slept with their clothes on, but they were closer to each other than they had ever been before.
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