Diary of the Prince Regent's Favorite Wife

Chapter 129
"Does the master have a family heirloom? If you really want to live with that woman for the rest of your life, folks will give you family heirlooms." Yinchuan racked his brains to come up with a trick.

Xie Chengyun frowned slightly, "Heirloom?"

According to legend, there was a goddess in ancient times who turned the purest love into a piece of jade and named it 'Bimu Jade'.

Bimu jade is extremely peculiar, when one person wears this jade for another, if the two minds are connected, the jade will emit a faint fluorescence.

Therefore, the jade became a treasure of a certain country, but its whereabouts were unknown after the country was destroyed.

And Bimuyu, who has been around for decades, is lying on the lowest floor of Xie Chengyun's study.

This jade has an unknown meaning to him, but in the future he wants to give jade a new meaning.

Xie Chengyun took out the piece of jade, the pink jade lay quietly in the box, a small piece no more than the size of a leaf.

Yinchuan just watched his master show a very novel expression towards the palm-sized box, which seemed to be joyful and reserved, it was strange that this expression appeared on Xie Chengyun's face.

"Master, do you want to express your feelings to the mistress?" Yinchuan couldn't help asking.

Xie Chengyun put the Bimuyu into his cuffs, and did not forget to tidy up his clothes and smoke incense to cover up the faint smell of blood, "Naturally."

Yinchuan looked at the blood-stained clothes on the side, as if he understood what it means to die under the peony flower and be a ghost, and it is also romantic. Maybe this is the perseverance that ordinary people cannot understand.

In the back room, there is a silhouette of a pen jumping on the yellow pear wood fish screen, and a pair of small fish in glass bottles wagging their tails from time to time.

Xiao Wan quietly crawled on Jiang Sesur's lap, and Jiang Sesur was holding a pen to write a copybook.

It wasn't until I sat here that my cold legs slowly warmed up.

A word Jiang on the copybook was traced over and over again by Jiang Sesu.

After the Qin family had an accident, she thought she was a weak woman and let herself go, but she was worried about herself after she wanted to intervene in the case. Could it be that the Jiang family's tricks behind the scene caused her to be injured on the day of her wedding?
Jiang Sesur's ink stained the line, she let out a breath, it's okay, the most important thing she lacks again is patience, as long as there is a slight possibility, she will grit her teeth and check.

"Qinxin, send Jiang Caixue a post anonymously, saying that there is a medicine that can regulate pregnancy, and ask her to meet outside the lake tomorrow."

Qin Xin nodded when she heard the words, and did not forget to take Xiao Wan, who was sleeping soundly, away before leaving.

The night was dark, and he could barely see his fingers outside the window, Jiang Sesu tightened his clothes, and was about to call someone to serve and wash.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, Xie Chengyun was wearing a blue gown against the moonlight, and the moonlight all over the ground was extraordinarily gentle.

His eyes seemed to hold fermented fermented rice for decades, the hottest pungent taste between his lips, mixed with the glutinous and sweetness of rice.

"You're back." Jiang Sesu was just about to go to bed.

Xie Chengyun replied yes, instead of simply undressing as usual, he walked behind Jiang Sesu.

The visitor bent down unexpectedly, a chain was hanging from his fingertips, and a jade was tied in the center of the chain.

Xie Chengyun bent down, and hung the jade to the center of Jiang Sesel's collarbone in a pious posture. He looked down at the jade sticking to Jiang Sesel's snowy skin with his boundless friendship.

In an instant, the pear trees were in full bloom, and the rain was beating the plantains.

"I have something to say to you."

- is his greed for several years

——is his most secret softness

——It is the joy of his first love when he was young

——is his only love for the rest of his life, life after life

The wind formed, and the Bimu jade fell steadily in front of Jiang Sesur's body. Xie Chengyun held the piece of jade with downcast eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth and saw a faint fluorescent light in the jade.

"my heart--"

The light went out in an instant, and Bimu Yuyi was as silent as when he came, without any warmth or temperature.

Xie Chengyun's pupils shrank suddenly, but his fingers still kept holding it.

"Huh? What are you going to say?" Jiang Sesu lowered her head suspiciously, and after seeing the jade clearly, she became even more suspicious.

She remembered that Xie Chengyun also gave this piece of jade in her previous life, and later whenever they were being ridiculous, Xie Chengyun would hold this piece of jade with a look that she couldn't understand until the jade became warm.

Did he give it to himself so early now?

"Jiang Seso, you like mine, don't you?"

The trembling voice was a little fragile and persistent, like a weak flame in the snow. The people behind did not answer Jiang Sesur's question, but suddenly carefully circled Jiang Sesur's thin shoulders.

Careful probing and embracing are as light as a feather, and will blow away without a trace once encountering the wind.

Jiang Sesu opened her mouth in astonishment, "Xie Chengyun, why do you think so?"

She said this in front of Nangongchen, but she didn't expect Xie Chengyun to believe it. If there was a misunderstanding, she should explain it clearly.

The man's hand suddenly let go, his eyes became darker and darker, and the end of his eyes became redder and brighter than a precious agate.

"You write love poems with me, you cut clothes, you wait for me to go home, you..."

"Sorry—" Jiang Sesu stood up and looked into Xie Chengyun's eyes. She was very serious, word by word:
"Although I don't know when you read the love poems, they are the collections of poems I copied. The clothes are only my responsibility as a wife, and it is only out of politeness when you return home. From the beginning to the end, I have never liked you, I also always thought that you didn't like me. It was my fault that my previous behavior was out of date and you misunderstood me. "

Her seriousness was more ironic than a joke, Xie Chengyun's five fingers slowly tightened, he stepped back half a step, and looked at Jiang Sesur motionlessly until his eyes were slightly astringent.

"You said, you never liked me?"

——Never, was there a moment when you were heartbroken and moved?

——Never, thought of growing old together?
"Yes."

— Yes, a person's wishful thinking

——Yes, a person's mirror image

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"Xie Chengyun, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you fell in love with me?" Jiang Sesur was puzzled, and just watched the other party's deeply shocked appearance.

Obviously half a month ago Xie Chengyun swore that he didn't like him, could it be that he changed his mind after only half a month?
"If you like me—"

"How?" Xie Chengyun suddenly exerted strength, and put a pair of big palms around Jiang Sesu's waist, tightly confining her in his arms.

He lowered his head, his eyes were scarlet and broken, and even his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Jiang Sesu raised his head, his face was stunned with astonishment, which hurt his eyes.

"What did you say?" Jiang Sesu asked back in disbelief.

"I said if I like you, what should I do?" Xie Chengyun stared at Jiang Sesur stubbornly. Even though the sourness was irritating, he still did not give up on any of Jiang Sesur's expressions.

Jiang Sesu frowned, and pushed Xie Chengyun away with both hands. She supported the table to prevent herself from losing her balance.

"Xie Chengyun, I, Jiang Sesur, will never like you, thanks to the wrong love, I hope you don't waste your time on me."

　Good news: Xiao Xie confessed

　　Bad news: Xiao Xie was rejected

　　Old Xie Yimanli: That's it?The woman I've been chasing for so long but can't catch, you kid can take it in a few months, right?
　　Guess if Xiaoxie is going crazy/twisted/or just pack up and leave/or...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)