CH 79
TL’s note : OMG, I’m so sorry, I made a mistake with the release date, this chapter and the next should have been uploaded last week >.>
~End of chapter 78
Today, Wei Chiyu was also wearing a set of aqua blue zhizhui. Standing straight, he was holding in his hand some hawthorn cakes that he had just bought. Meeting, on the opposite side, that pair of eyes he missed day and night, his expression turned fidgety and his thumbs curled up, as if he was uneasy. He put his hand behind his back, hiding the hawthorn cakes he was holding behind him.
Seeing him looking well, Ming Zhu put down her worried heart. Her eyes turned red and she let down the curtain, saying in a hoarse voice to the coachman, “Let’s go back.”
“Yes.”
Wei Chiyu stood in place for a long time, up until a fellow officer tapped him on the shoulder, only then did he come back to his senses.
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing.”
Chapter 79
(27.3)
Seeing Wei Chiyu so lost in thought, his colleague found it a little strange. What was even more strange was that Lord Wei actually liked to eat those hawthorn cakes that only young girls would eat. Every day, after court, he would always make a special detour to buy these.
His colleague smiled and made fun of him, “Lord Wei is buying these for your teacher’s daughter, right?”
Wei Chiyu shook his head, “No.”
His colleague did not believe him, “It’s fine, I get it.”
The expression on his face was the one of a man who had been through that before. Hooking his shoulders, he said with a large smile, “My wife also used to love these pastries, in order to please her, I used to come here every day before dawn to wait in line.”
He shook his head as he kept talking, “I’ve been married to my wife for decades, old couples are not as sweet as you young people.”
Wei Chiyu silently pushed his hand away and stubbornly explained, “My teacher’s daughter and I are not in the kind of relationship you think we are, don’t tarnish her reputation.”
“Aren’t you guys already engaged ? There’s no need to pretend to be so decent.” His colleague leisurely shook his fan: “When you get married to your fiancée in the future, I’d like to see if you’re still going to be as unromantic as you are now.”
Wei Chiyu remained silent, without saying anything else.
This marriage, he was going to withdraw from it.
The hawthorn cakes in his hand had already turned cold. He was feeling a bit regretful, she was so gluttonous a person, just now, he should have taken a step forward and given her the pastries.
Originally, this was ……
Bought for her.
Wei Chiyu clenched his fingers, turned around and slowly walked back home.
Ming Zhu was sitting in the carriage, she always felt extremely sad whenever she saw Wei Chiyu.
When she returned to the residence, Ming Zhu grabbed Biying’s arm, her eyes were a little imploring, “Don’t tell the crown prince about me running into Wei Chiyu today.”
Biying nodded with difficulty, “Okay.”
But even if she didn’t tell him, there would be others to tell him.
Ming Zhu sat in front of the mirror and took off the precious hairpin from her bun. After washing her face she looked like a lotus flower fresh out of water, she looked clean and beautiful. The only problem was that the area around her eyes was a little red, she had been a little delicate since birth and her eyes would be swollen from just shedding two drops of tear, which was easy to be seen.
Ming Zhu used powder to cover up the redness, afraid that Zhao Zhi would find out that she had cried. She wasn’t good at lying and it wasn’t appropriate to explain the reason why she had cried.
When Ming Zhu was first taken into the residence by Zhao Zhi and wasn’t yet very afraid of him, she would scratch him at every opportunity. Later, Zhao Zhi personally pulled off all of her thorns one by one and when it got painful, that’s when she began to be afraid, and that’s also when her temperament gradually turned softer.
Ming Zhu was lying on the table, thinking with some vexation, why did she always dream of Zhao Zhi and never dreamed of Wei Chiyu. She didn’t even know whether or not he lived well in the future.
But the good thing was that the Zhao Zhi in her dreams seemed to be living a very lonely life, maybe because it was lonely being at the top. It was to the point that even his backside appeared lonely.
Zhao Zhi entered her room after dark. During court this morning, he had to deal with a group of corrupt officials and, after leaving the palace, he was busy all afternoon. Now he was somewhat exhausted.
He sat down and beckoned to Ming Zhu, “Come here, help me massage my shoulders.”
Ming Zhu walked up to him with her eyes looking down, she deliberately increased the force of her hands as she massaged his shoulders.
It didn’t take long for her wrists to get a little sore.
Zhao Zhi didn’t make it difficult for her. He held the person and placed her on his lap, quietly hugging her, with his chin resting on the nook of her neck. He closed his eyes to recuperate, without saying a word.
After Zhao Zhi had rested enough, he opened his eyes again and held her chin with his cold finders. The look in his eyes turned dark and gloomy as he examined her face.
The man’s gaze stopped at the corners of her reddened eyes and he gently rubbed them with his fingertips, “What’s wrong with your eyes?”
Ming Zhu’s thin back tensed and she flinched a little, “There was a lot of wind today, the wind blew into my eyes.”
Zhao Zhi’s other hand was still dominantly holding her wrist, which he was clasping very firmly as the word “mmh” came out of his mouth, with a hoarse voice, he said, “They’re red all over.”
Then he asked absentmindedly, “You cried?”
Ming Zhu didn’t dare to admit it, “No.”
As she was being held by him, she didn’t dare to move around.
Ming Zhu’s body stiffened. Because she was too close, it felt like she smelled a very faint scent of rouge on him.
It was the fragrance of pear blossoms.
Ming Zhu inwardly thought that it was really good, Zhao Zhi finally had a new woman.
(28.1)
The fragrance of pear blossoms, it smelled just like fresh and clean morning dew, a soft and fragrant air surrounding the tip of her nose.
Ming Zhu lowered her face, lost in her thoughts.
Zhao Zhi’s hand easily wrapped itself around her waist, his cold and thin fingers held her slender and soft waistline as he lowered his head to look at her. Actually, she herself wasn’t aware that whenever she was lying, she had the habit to avoid his gaze and that her eyes would be evasive. He said: “You really did not cry?”
~End of chapter 78
Today, Wei Chiyu was also wearing a set of aqua blue zhizhui. Standing straight, he was holding in his hand some hawthorn cakes that he had just bought. Meeting, on the opposite side, that pair of eyes he missed day and night, his expression turned fidgety and his thumbs curled up, as if he was uneasy. He put his hand behind his back, hiding the hawthorn cakes he was holding behind him.
Seeing him looking well, Ming Zhu put down her worried heart. Her eyes turned red and she let down the curtain, saying in a hoarse voice to the coachman, “Let’s go back.”
“Yes.”
Wei Chiyu stood in place for a long time, up until a fellow officer tapped him on the shoulder, only then did he come back to his senses.
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing.”
Chapter 79
(27.3)
Seeing Wei Chiyu so lost in thought, his colleague found it a little strange. What was even more strange was that Lord Wei actually liked to eat those hawthorn cakes that only young girls would eat. Every day, after court, he would always make a special detour to buy these.
His colleague smiled and made fun of him, “Lord Wei is buying these for your teacher’s daughter, right?”
Wei Chiyu shook his head, “No.”
His colleague did not believe him, “It’s fine, I get it.”
The expression on his face was the one of a man who had been through that before. Hooking his shoulders, he said with a large smile, “My wife also used to love these pastries, in order to please her, I used to come here every day before dawn to wait in line.”
He shook his head as he kept talking, “I’ve been married to my wife for decades, old couples are not as sweet as you young people.”
Wei Chiyu silently pushed his hand away and stubbornly explained, “My teacher’s daughter and I are not in the kind of relationship you think we are, don’t tarnish her reputation.”
“Aren’t you guys already engaged ? There’s no need to pretend to be so decent.” His colleague leisurely shook his fan: “When you get married to your fiancée in the future, I’d like to see if you’re still going to be as unromantic as you are now.”
Wei Chiyu remained silent, without saying anything else.
This marriage, he was going to withdraw from it.
The hawthorn cakes in his hand had already turned cold. He was feeling a bit regretful, she was so gluttonous a person, just now, he should have taken a step forward and given her the pastries.
Originally, this was ……
Bought for her.
Wei Chiyu clenched his fingers, turned around and slowly walked back home.
Ming Zhu was sitting in the carriage, she always felt extremely sad whenever she saw Wei Chiyu.
When she returned to the residence, Ming Zhu grabbed Biying’s arm, her eyes were a little imploring, “Don’t tell the crown prince about me running into Wei Chiyu today.”
Biying nodded with difficulty, “Okay.”
But even if she didn’t tell him, there would be others to tell him.
Ming Zhu sat in front of the mirror and took off the precious hairpin from her bun. After washing her face she looked like a lotus flower fresh out of water, she looked clean and beautiful. The only problem was that the area around her eyes was a little red, she had been a little delicate since birth and her eyes would be swollen from just shedding two drops of tear, which was easy to be seen.
Ming Zhu used powder to cover up the redness, afraid that Zhao Zhi would find out that she had cried. She wasn’t good at lying and it wasn’t appropriate to explain the reason why she had cried.
When Ming Zhu was first taken into the residence by Zhao Zhi and wasn’t yet very afraid of him, she would scratch him at every opportunity. Later, Zhao Zhi personally pulled off all of her thorns one by one and when it got painful, that’s when she began to be afraid, and that’s also when her temperament gradually turned softer.
Ming Zhu was lying on the table, thinking with some vexation, why did she always dream of Zhao Zhi and never dreamed of Wei Chiyu. She didn’t even know whether or not he lived well in the future.
But the good thing was that the Zhao Zhi in her dreams seemed to be living a very lonely life, maybe because it was lonely being at the top. It was to the point that even his backside appeared lonely.
Zhao Zhi entered her room after dark. During court this morning, he had to deal with a group of corrupt officials and, after leaving the palace, he was busy all afternoon. Now he was somewhat exhausted.
He sat down and beckoned to Ming Zhu, “Come here, help me massage my shoulders.”
Ming Zhu walked up to him with her eyes looking down, she deliberately increased the force of her hands as she massaged his shoulders.
It didn’t take long for her wrists to get a little sore.
Zhao Zhi didn’t make it difficult for her. He held the person and placed her on his lap, quietly hugging her, with his chin resting on the nook of her neck. He closed his eyes to recuperate, without saying a word.
After Zhao Zhi had rested enough, he opened his eyes again and held her chin with his cold finders. The look in his eyes turned dark and gloomy as he examined her face.
The man’s gaze stopped at the corners of her reddened eyes and he gently rubbed them with his fingertips, “What’s wrong with your eyes?”
Ming Zhu’s thin back tensed and she flinched a little, “There was a lot of wind today, the wind blew into my eyes.”
Zhao Zhi’s other hand was still dominantly holding her wrist, which he was clasping very firmly as the word “mmh” came out of his mouth, with a hoarse voice, he said, “They’re red all over.”
Then he asked absentmindedly, “You cried?”
Ming Zhu didn’t dare to admit it, “No.”
As she was being held by him, she didn’t dare to move around.
Ming Zhu’s body stiffened. Because she was too close, it felt like she smelled a very faint scent of rouge on him.
It was the fragrance of pear blossoms.
Ming Zhu inwardly thought that it was really good, Zhao Zhi finally had a new woman.
(28.1)
The fragrance of pear blossoms, it smelled just like fresh and clean morning dew, a soft and fragrant air surrounding the tip of her nose.
Ming Zhu lowered her face, lost in her thoughts.
Zhao Zhi’s hand easily wrapped itself around her waist, his cold and thin fingers held her slender and soft waistline as he lowered his head to look at her. Actually, she herself wasn’t aware that whenever she was lying, she had the habit to avoid his gaze and that her eyes would be evasive. He said: “You really did not cry?”
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