The Prime Minister’s Daughter and the Marquis’s Fool – Chapter 85

If Uncle Lin Knew We Were Like This, What Would He Think?

Lin Xizhao’s unusually proactive behavior made Qu Sheng ponder things in her heart again.

She realized she was sick.

As for where the illness lay, it was likely an illness of the heart¹, and the root of this heart sickness lay with Lin Xizhao.

Lin Xizhao’s kiss wasn’t intense; her soft lips held Qu Sheng’s, using her own gentleness to guide Qu Sheng, slowly clearing the blockage in her heart.

Qu Sheng went from last night’s resistance to neither refusing nor welcoming. Lin Xizhao remained patient, shifting and deepening the kiss, until Qu Sheng lifted her hands to embrace her slender waist, tightening her grip.

Being suddenly hugged by Qu Sheng, Lin Xizhao subconsciously wanted to pull away, but Qu Sheng wouldn’t allow it.

Just as Lin Xizhao’s lips and tongue separated from Qu Sheng, Qu Sheng chased after her, lifting a hand to clasp the back of Lin Xizhao’s neck.

Lin Xizhao let out a soft Wu, and the rest of her voice was swept away. The forceful kiss made Lin Xizhao feel pain for a few moments, but Qu Sheng’s initiative made her dare not easily resist.

Qu Sheng swallowed the sweetness she’d swept from Lin Xizhao’s mouth into her stomach before separating from her. Qu Sheng couldn’t see Lin Xizhao’s expression, but she didn’t have time to imagine it right now. She had to take advantage of the fact that Lin Xizhao hadn’t dodged yet to proceed to the next step.

Qu Sheng ended the lingering kiss, bent down, and picked her up horizontally.

“Sheng’er…” As her body was lifted, Lin Xizhao cried out in surprise. She looked at Qu Sheng’s eyes, which seemed to be searching for direction, and doubts rose in her heart. “What are you doing?”

Lin Xizhao seemed to have already guessed; Qu Sheng wanted to carry her to the couch.

The corners of Qu Sheng’s lips pulled lightly, deliberately putting on a frivolous smile. She said, “Didn’t Jiejie say she wouldn’t leave Sheng’er? Then if we perform the acts of the bedchamber², it shouldn’t matter, right?”

Lin Xizhao clearly knew what Qu Sheng wanted to do, yet she still asked. Qu Sheng held Lin Xizhao and didn’t rush toward the bed. Lin Xizhao’s hands wrapped around Qu Sheng’s neck; although she knew Qu Sheng couldn’t see, she wasn’t afraid that she would fall while holding her. There were very few furnishings in this inner room, and the stove had already been cleared out.

Qu Sheng only needed a few steps to walk over, but she lingered for such a long time.

Because Qu Sheng couldn’t see, Lin Xizhao didn’t lower her head in shyness. She stared at Qu Sheng’s face, scrutinizing her, wanting to see if she really wanted to do that.

For a very long time, Qu Sheng didn’t hear Lin Xizhao’s voice again, nor was there any struggling movement. Qu Sheng’s brows slowly furrowed together, and holding Lin Xizhao, she turned her body.

Lin Xizhao was placed gently onto the couch. The moment she separated from Qu Sheng, she saw Qu Sheng go to untie the sash at her own waist. The outer robe fell off, and Qu Sheng also got onto the couch.

Lin Xizhao sat on the couch watching Qu Sheng come up. When Qu Sheng reached out to touch her, she handed her hand over.

After Qu Sheng grasped Lin Xizhao’s hand, she frowned again.

“Will Jiejie take it off herself, or do you want Sheng’er to help Jiejie?” Qu Sheng knelt before Lin Xizhao.

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao’s eyes, which had been staring at Qu Sheng, lowered, falling onto the sash at her own waist.

Qu Sheng didn’t hear Lin Xizhao’s response for a long time, nor did she hear any movement from her. She sneered again. “Hmph, is this Jiejie’s sincerity?”

Qu Sheng’s mocking tone stunned Lin Xizhao for a moment. Since yesterday, she’d made up her mind that as long as Qu Sheng was free of illness and disaster and willing to treat her eyes, she’d do anything, including giving the body Qu Sheng wanted.

She cared about her reputation, but compared to Qu Sheng, none of that was worth mentioning.

After Qu Sheng’s cold snort, Lin Xizhao lowered her eyes for a few moments and lifted her hand to rest on her waist. Lin Xizhao slowly untied her sash, but her eyes kept staring at Qu Sheng’s expression.

When Qu Sheng heard the rustling of clothes, her brows wrinkled slightly. Although she couldn’t see, she still subconsciously wanted to glance elsewhere.

Lin Xizhao took off her outer robe and threw it behind her, then peeled off the white inner robe on her body as well, until only a red dudou³ and xieku⁴ remained.

Although the room was warmer than outside, the exposed arms and jade-like back made Lin Xizhao feel traces of chilliness.

Lin Xizhao raised her eyes to look at Qu Sheng. Seeing signs that she seemed to be dodging, she lifted her hand and grasped Qu Sheng’s forearm.

Suddenly grasped by Lin Xizhao, Qu Sheng turned her head away. She couldn’t see, but she realized that Lin Xizhao had indeed taken off her clothes. As for to what degree she’d stripped, she didn’t know.

Lin Xizhao blocked her front with one hand, and with the other, she tugged Qu Sheng’s hand, guiding it toward her body.

Facing Lin Xizhao’s tugging, Qu Sheng’s arm could only lean forward. Before she could make any move, Lin Xizhao’s soft lips pressed up against her.

Lips touching, Qu Sheng was immediately led by Lin Xizhao to lie on top of her. The kiss was still continuing. Lin Xizhao held Qu Sheng’s fingers and began to move them over her own body.

When Qu Sheng touched the smooth body, she trembled for an instant and wanted to retract her hand, but was pressed in place by Lin Xizhao. That was a place she’d touched long ago, so soft that every time she recalled it, she’d breed more desire for Lin Xizhao.

Lin Xizhao kissed Qu Sheng’s lips, probing her agile tongue tip between Qu Sheng’s lips. With just a light tease, Qu Sheng actively opened the city gates of her territory.

Lin Xizhao entangled with her in a kiss, soft fragrant tongues interweaving. The sweetness produced was also completely taken away and swallowed into the stomach by Lin Xizhao, who seized the initiative.

At the place covered by Qu Sheng’s palm, whether from fright or forgetting to move, a layer of fine sweat actually emerged from staying there too long.

Lin Xizhao’s enthusiasm didn’t make Qu Sheng throw herself into it. On the contrary, the rationality in her heart was somewhat terrifying.

She said those frivolous words to Lin Xizhao just to scare her, to force her not to pretend to sell out her own will to please her in front of her anymore.

In the past, the kiss she wanted so much, Lin Xizhao avoided like the plague. Now coming up so proactively like this, if there wasn’t a ghost involved, could it be that her ancestors burned high incense⁵?

Qu Sheng, who originally wanted to flee, suddenly changed her mind when Lin Xizhao actively lifted both arms to encircle her neck.

She wanted to see exactly to what degree Lin Xizhao could carry on this pretense.

Lin Xizhao’s lingering kiss had just paused for a moment when Qu Sheng took back the initiative, wrapping around the fragrant tongue Lin Xizhao probed in, constantly entwining and grinding with it, then following the softness into another space to continue demanding.

The kiss went on for a long time. The two seemed tireless, constantly tangling back and forth. Just when Lin Xizhao felt her lips go slightly numb, Qu Sheng moved her lips and tongue to another place.

The place where her hand was.

Lin Xizhao’s body was exposed to the air. After the long time spent kissing, it had already lost its original warmth. At this moment, Qu Sheng’s fingertips were like a fire source; wherever they went, they provoked a burst of trembling in her.

Lin Xizhao’s soft moan made Qu Sheng realize what she’d done, but her lips and tongue didn’t want to let go.

Following the entanglement of Qu Sheng’s wet, hot lips and tongue, a feeling never experienced before appeared in Lin Xizhao’s body. That crisp, numbing sensation made her feel waves of inexplicable emptiness.

With misty eyes, she looked down at Qu Sheng who was still constantly sucking. Lin Xizhao couldn’t help but lift her hands to press her down even tighter.

Qu Sheng had originally lost some reason, but after Lin Xizhao’s fingers pressed lightly, she remembered what her purpose was in making Lin Xizhao take off her clothes.

Lin Xizhao didn’t reject her actions at all; on the contrary, she was extremely proactive.

Qu Sheng suddenly raised her head. But Lin Xizhao didn’t know what she wanted to do at this moment. Seeing Qu Sheng stop moving, she thought she wanted her kiss, so she slightly lifted her head to kiss Qu Sheng’s lips.

While Qu Sheng was recovering her reason, there was warmth and softness on her lips again. The soft lips she coveted constantly kissed her until, when they wanted to enter her territory again, Qu Sheng slowly pushed Lin Xizhao away.

Qu Sheng moved her body, which was lying on top of Lin Xizhao, away. She sat to one side, casting her sightless gaze outside the bed curtains.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Xizhao looked at the back Qu Sheng left to her, somewhat puzzled.

Qu Sheng didn’t speak, but she remained unwilling to turn her face to Lin Xizhao.

Lin Xizhao gazed at Qu Sheng’s back, seemingly sensing that Qu Sheng didn’t want to continue anymore. She bit her lower lip lightly and looked toward the inner side at the clothes she’d taken off.

Lin Xizhao put on her dress and looked up at Qu Sheng. Qu Sheng still sat there, unknown what she was thinking about.

Lin Xizhao’s lips opened several times, but no sound came out.

Recalling how she’d actively pulled Qu Sheng’s hand just now…

Lin Xizhao’s cheeks burned with delayed realization. It wasn’t that she didn’t know shame, it was just that Qu Sheng couldn’t see. If she didn’t take the initiative, how could the acts of the bedchamber happen between the two of them?

“Sheng’er…”

Lin Xizhao called Qu Sheng softly with a slightly hoarse voice, but it made Qu Sheng’s body tremble for an instant when she heard it.

Lin Xizhao’s expression was slightly stunned. She dismissed her shyness from a moment ago and stared at Qu Sheng’s back, which refused to turn around, scrutinizing it for a while.

She’d already risked everything just now, but Qu Sheng’s sudden stop, added to her reaction right now, made her suddenly feel that Qu Sheng didn’t truly want for anything to happen with her.

Lin Xizhao bit her lower lip lightly and moved a small distance toward Qu Sheng’s side. Before she could speak, the room door outside rang.

“Eldest Miss and the Young Miss are napping. Fourth Young Mistress, you’d best go back first,” Feng Qi whispered from the side to Zhao Jiayu, who was knocking on the door.

“Oh my, just sleep again tonight. I want to invite them to the Zhao Residence. Ajie⁶ said she and Chengxi composed a song and asked me to appraise it. I’m a boorish person… I’m someone who doesn’t understand music, so me going is useless. Calling Xizhao and Little Sheng’er along will be lively.”

“This…” Feng Qi was somewhat in a difficult position. Standing outside just now, he hadn’t heard any movement in the room for a long time. He faintly heard the two seeming to bicker by the windowsill earlier, and after that, he didn’t dare listen closely.

Just as Feng Qi wanted to persuade Zhao Jiayu to go back, Lin Xizhao opened the room door from the inside.

As soon as Lin Xizhao opened the door, Zhao Jiayu looked toward her. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak with a face full of smiles, she spotted Lin Xizhao’s excessively red and swollen lips.

Zhao Jiayu was a person who’d been around the block. The smile on her face paused, and she deliberately looked behind Lin Xizhao, muttering, “Did Little Sheng’er bully you again?”

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao felt guilty for a moment and hurriedly said, “No.” Zhao Jiayu had asked this question many times, and every time, it made her feel extremely guilty.

“Where is Little Sheng’er?” Zhao Jiayu didn’t see Qu Sheng, so she looked up at Lin Xizhao’s hairstyle again.

It was slightly messy.

“Were you two napping?”

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao glanced into the room, suppressed her guilty conscience, and said, “We just lay down for a while. Do you have business with us?”

Lin Xizhao had faintly heard some things inside the room; right now, she was just deliberately guiding Zhao Jiayu to change the subject.

Hearing this, Zhao Jiayu immediately remembered what she came to do. She said excitedly, “Ajie and Chengxi composed a song and invited me to appraise it. She said if it’s convenient for you, you can go over together.”

Lin Xizhao lowered her eyes for a moment upon hearing this and said, “Then wait a moment, I’ll go ask if Sheng’er is willing to go.”

“Tsk, what’s there to ask? Doesn’t she always listen to you? As long as you go, she’ll definitely go.” Zhao Jiayu was very certain of this point.

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao’s brows and eyes curved, somewhat helpless. That was then, this is now. Just now they were like that on the couch; she didn’t know if Qu Sheng was still willing to leave the residence.

“Xizhao.” Qu Sheng heard Zhao Jiayu’s loud voice from the couch in the inner room. “Come over and help me dress.”

Hearing the voice inside the room, both of Zhao Jiayu’s ears pricked up. Hearing Qu Sheng call Lin Xizhao’s name, she frowned slightly and said, “This little rascal is getting more and more impolite, how can she call you by your name?”

Lin Xizhao curved her lips and said, “It’s no matter.” Qu Sheng could call her whatever she wanted; she didn’t mind.

Lin Xizhao turned back to enter the room, and Zhao Jiayu followed her in. Zhao Jiayu had run over just now, so her mouth was a bit dry. She eyed the tea brewed in Qu Sheng’s room, and after Lin Xizhao entered the inner room door, she poured herself a full bowl.

When Qu Sheng and Lin Xizhao came out, Zhao Jiayu had already drunk three cups of tea.

“Let’s go.” Seeing them come out, Zhao Jiayu got up to take them out.

“Wait a moment.” Lin Xizhao led Qu Sheng over. The two were like that just now, and both had dry mouths and tongues. She had to pour some tea for Qu Sheng.

Lin Xizhao went to lift the kettle to pour tea for Qu Sheng, but she’d only poured half when the tea inside ran out. Doubts rose in Lin Xizhao’s heart for a moment, and she looked at the teacup Zhao Jiayu had just used.

Zhao Jiayu followed Lin Xizhao’s gaze, coughed lightly, and smiled with obvious guilt. “Too thirsty.”

Qu Yu didn’t let her drink brewed tea, only clear tea. It was fine not letting her drink wine, but not letting her drink the tea she’d grown up drinking was truly torture.

Lin Xizhao smiled helplessly and didn’t say anything more. She had someone brew fresh tea and send it over.

After the three sat together and finished their tea, Lin Xizhao reorganized her hair accessories and went to the Zhao Residence with Zhao Jiayu and the others.

Qu Sheng sat in the carriage without speaking the whole time. Lin Xizhao held her hand, and there was no rejection behavior. Zhao Jiayu stared back and forth at the two but didn’t see anything suspicious about them.

The carriage soon arrived at the Zhao Residence. Servants hurriedly entered the residence to report. Zhao Jiayu could only take Lin Xizhao and Qu Sheng to see her father and mother first.

Lin Xizhao exchanged greetings with them, but Qu Sheng just stood to the side.

General Zhao and Mother Zhao looked at Qu Sheng’s blank appearance. Recalling when they saw her before, although she was a bit silly, she at least had some vitality. But now that her eyes couldn’t see, it seemed as if her whole person had lost its soul.

“You’re here to find Bingying, right? She’s in the courtyard,” Mother Zhao reminded with a smile.

Lin Xizhao smiled faintly and nodded.

“Stay and eat dinner together later,” Mother Zhao hurriedly added as she watched the group about to leave.

Zhao Jiayu and Lin Xizhao turned back. Looking at the expectation in her mother’s eyes, Zhao Jiayu laughed, “I want to eat Cloud Crisp Pork.”

“Eh, okay.” Hearing her daughter agree, Mother Zhao’s brows and eyes curved until her eyes were almost invisible.

Zhao Jiayu and the other two went to Xiao Bingying’s courtyard. Before they entered, they heard the ensemble of flute and zither. The three paused to listen for a short while before Zhao Jiayu pulled them to knock on the door.

The room door opened, and Xiao Bingying had a face full of smiles. She looked toward Lin Xizhao, then glanced at Qu Sheng, whom Lin Xizhao was holding. “Come in quickly, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

The three entered the room, and Chengxi poured water for them.

Lin Xizhao picked up a cup of tea and sniffed it. “What tea is this? So fragrant.”

Chengxi looked up and smiled. “It’s flower tea. Several kinds of medicinal herbs are mixed in; it’s good for the body.”

Lin Xizhao nodded. “Did Bingying blend it?”

“No, it’s Palace Tea⁷ from Chengxi’s side, tea specially prepared for women. I just ran errands.” Xiao Bingying didn’t dare take credit.

Hearing this, Zhao Jiayu hurriedly took a taste, but because the tea was too hot, she busily started exhaling to help cool her scalded lips.

“Slow down, it was just brewed a moment ago,” Xiao Bingying said helplessly. She was about to be a mother, yet she was still this reckless.

Zhao Jiayu twitched her lips and said, “In the residence, Ah-Yu doesn’t let me drink tea. If I drink this flower tea, will there be a problem?”

“Of course not,” Chengxi chimed in. This tea was prepared for Zhao Jiayu.

“This tea was prepared by Chengxi to entertain you,” Xiao Bingying laughed.

Hearing this, Zhao Jiayu was somewhat flattered. She looked at Chengxi, and seeing the way Chengxi smiled, she looked better and better the more she looked. Sure enough, people with beautiful hearts were more likable. “Oh my, if I were a man, I’d definitely choose Chengxi as a wife, use an eight-bearer sedan chair⁸ to welcome you through the door, and then hide a beauty in a golden house⁹.”

The instant Zhao Jiayu’s words fell, the smile on Xiao Bingying’s face disappeared for a moment, but Chengxi laughed, “Then wouldn’t I just be waiting to enjoy good fortune?”

Zhao Jiayu had a simple mind and not so many twists and turns. Hearing Chengxi’s words, she laughed haha, then said, “I don’t dare say anything else, but I definitely wouldn’t let you suffer hardship.”

Lin Xizhao also laughed listening to their conversation, only Qu Sheng at the side didn’t say a word. Lin Xizhao looked sideways at Qu Sheng and asked in a whisper, “Sheng’er, are you hot?”

It was currently afternoon. On their way here, Lin Xizhao had put an extra outer robe on Qu Sheng. They’d been in the room for a while now, and she was afraid Qu Sheng would be hot.

Hearing Lin Xizhao’s voice, Qu Sheng turned her ear sideways and nodded after a moment.

Everyone also quieted down at this time, looking toward Qu Sheng.

When they met a few days ago, she hadn’t been this silent. Looking at Qu Sheng’s expression today, it seemed like she had something on her mind.

Lin Xizhao stood up and helped Qu Sheng take off the outermost extra robe, placing it on the wooden rack¹⁰ in Xiao Bingying’s room. Only when she was arranging Qu Sheng’s outer robe did she discover that Chengxi’s clothes seemed to be placed on top as well.

They were in one courtyard. There was no need for Chengxi’s clothes to be placed here unless the two lived in one room like she and Qu Sheng.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Bingying came in from outside to ask.

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao turned her head and smiled. “Nothing. Has Chengxi’s health been okay recently?”

Being asked this, Xiao Bingying subconsciously glanced at Qu Sheng’s outer robe, then spotted Chengxi’s clothes beside it. Xiao Bingying said with a trace of awkwardness, “Much better. is Little Sheng’er’s condition better today?”

“Mn, after using the medicine you prescribed, it’s indeed much better.”

“Then what about you?” There was meaning in Xiao Bingying’s words.

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao restrained her eyes for a moment. It was somewhat difficult to speak. “I… I’m also very well.”

Hearing Lin Xizhao’s evasive words, Xiao Bingying nodded and didn’t continue asking.

The two went out. Zhao Jiayu was plucking at Chengxi’s zither strings. Seeing them come out, she said, “How come putting away clothes requires going in a group?”

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao and Xiao Bingying looked at each other, smiled, and didn’t explain.

Lin Xizhao walked toward Qu Sheng, who sat quietly to the side, and went to hold her hand. In a strange place, Qu Sheng would have no sense of security; she needed to make her perceive that she was right by her side at all times.

Both of them tacitly pretended that what happened in the residence today hadn’t happened. Zhao Jiayu and the others didn’t see anything different either.

“Didn’t you two want to play an ensemble? We three are ready,” Zhao Jiayu said with a face full of expectant smiles.

Chengxi curved her brows and looked at Xiao Bingying standing to the side. The two looked at each other, and sentiments distinct from those for others rapidly bred in their eyes.

The two sat down, playing the zither and blowing the flute. A song telling of lingering affection began to play. Qu Sheng sat to the side holding the flower tea, tasting it slowly, while Lin Xizhao glanced at Qu Sheng from time to time while listening to the song.

The song Xiao Bingying and Chengxi composed was indeed a beautiful melody, making one unable to stop thinking of that person in their heart as they listened.

Qu Sheng paused in the middle of lifting her tea. When the high notes of the tune slowly slid down, only then did Qu Sheng start bringing the flower tea to her lips.

“This song is wonderful. I wonder if it has a name?” Lin Xizhao asked after the music ended.

Hearing this, Chengxi and Xiao Bingying looked at each other again. Xiao Bingying said, “It’s called Chen Xiao 《Dust Whistle》.”

“Chen Xiao. The mortal world surging like a whistle—it’s quite a good name,” Lin Xizhao praised.

“When Chengxi picked the name back then, she also had this explanation Xizhao has.” Xiao Bingying praised Chengxi’s intelligence being in tune with Lin Xizhao without any taboo.

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao smiled and looked at Xiao Bingying. “The people in this song are full of passion. I wonder whose passion it is?”

Xiao Bingying was stunned for a moment by the question, then looked at Chengxi with some embarrassment. Chengxi’s brows and eyes held a smile, and she didn’t explain too much.

Seeing Xiao Bingying’s nervous appearance, Lin Xizhao didn’t joke anymore and asked with a smile, “Could you gift me a copy of the sheet music?”

“Okay, I’ll go write a copy in a while,” Chengxi said with curved brows and eyes.

“Eh, I want a copy too.” Hearing Chengxi agree, Zhao Jiayu hurriedly raised her own request.

“You don’t know how to play, what do you want the sheet music for?” Xiao Bingying asked somewhat puzzledly.

Zhao Jiayu really didn’t understand music very well; taking it would be a reckless waste of God’s gifts. But she didn’t understand, yet there was someone at home who did.

The younger generation of the Qu family were all experts in music.

“I—” Zhao Jiayu wanted to retort, but she heard Chengxi bail her out, saying, “It’s just a matter of convenience, I’ll just write one more copy.”

Hearing this, Zhao Jiayu hurriedly put on a smiling face and said, “Chengxi is still the best.”

The group played a few more songs in the room before Mother Zhao sent someone to invite them over for dinner.

As the group left the room, Xiao Bingying said, “I won’t go. Just let me know when you leave in a while.”

Doubts rose in Zhao Jiayu’s heart. Just as she was about to speak, Lin Xizhao stopped her and said to Xiao Bingying, “Okay.”

Hearing Lin Xizhao’s words, Zhao Jiayu was even more puzzled. While following Lin Xizhao, she asked in a whisper, “Why not let Ajie go over together?”

“If Bingying goes over, what about Chengxi?” Lin Xizhao explained.

“Go together,” Zhao Jiayu naturally felt in her heart that they should take Chengxi over together.

Looking at Zhao Jiayu’s matter-of-fact appearance, Lin Xizhao explained, “Chengxi is staying here as a guest. The Xiao Residence has already come several times wanting to take her back. Aunt not handing the person over is already difficult enough. If she also takes her to the main hall to dine together, the Xiao Residence will have even more complaints in the future.”

“Let them complain then.” Zhao Jiayu said nonchalantly, “Would he dare come find trouble?”

Lin Xizhao shook her head and said, “Right now General Xiao is away, so they don’t dare do anything. But once General Xiao returns, your cousin will inevitably come to seize her.”

Chengxi was bestowed by the current Emperor. Even with Qu Yu’s word, it was only right and proper for them to want back a person from their own family, not to mention she was someone bestowed by the Emperor.

The Xiao Residence not making trouble now was out of fear of Qu Yu. But if Xiao Tong returned and bluntly asked for the Emperor-bestowed person on behalf of his son, even if Qu Yu came to block it, he wouldn’t have reason on his side.

Listening to Lin Xizhao’s analysis, Zhao Jiayu thought it was true. But with Chengxi not going, and Xiao Bingying not going over either, it was a bit abnormal.

“Ajie and Chengxi’s relationship is getting better and better,” Zhao Jiayu muttered. In the past when she came, she would accompany her to dine. This time, she’d rather not go with her just to be with Chengxi; the taste in her heart was a bit unpleasant. But on second thought, thinking of Chengxi all alone, and having Xiao Bingying’s company, she felt slightly better.

Thinking of it this way, Zhao Jiayu’s heart opened up a lot.

After dinner, seeing her father and mother’s reluctant looks, Zhao Jiayu didn’t go back with Lin Xizhao and the others. She just asked Lin Xizhao to tell Qu Yu that she’d stay at the Zhao Residence for a day and go back tomorrow morning.

On the way back for Lin Xizhao and Qu Sheng, it had already turned dark outside.

The two sat in the carriage in silence. Qu Sheng was very cooperative with Lin Xizhao today and didn’t let everyone discover the change in their relationship.

“Jiejie only cares about considering others, but have you ever thought about yourself?” After the two were quiet for a while, Qu Sheng suddenly opened her mouth to ask.

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao looked at Qu Sheng somewhat puzzledly and asked, “What is Sheng’er referring to?”

Lin Xizhao herself? She could even give her body to Qu Sheng; what was there to think about?

“Has Jiejie ever thought, if Uncle Lin knew we were like this, what would he think?” Qu Sheng hit upon the thing Lin Xizhao worried about most.

Regarding the Qu family, she would breed a sense of sin. But regarding Lin Jianhai, although she felt guilt, there was more fear and worry.

Once the father who gave birth to her and raised her knew she’d done something that humiliated the family style, who knew what kind of reaction he would have?

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The author has something to say:

Qu Sheng: “I’ll deal with the old father-in-law, Jiejie just rest assured and be with me.”

Lin Xizhao: “Don’t talk big.”

Qu Sheng: “If it doesn’t work, I’ll just off him.”

Lin Xizhao: “……”

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