Young man, please stay

Chapter 19 A Woman's Heart

who I am…

where am I…

What is Jianghu...

What is the meaning of martial arts...

I'm a little hungry...where's senior sister...

……

When Qin Lang woke up in a daze, the sky outside the window was already dim.

The fragrance on the pillow is familiar and charming, the smell of a princess.

Where is the princess...?
  Qin Lang vaguely remembered that after he finished practicing, Su Yinping had to wipe his body...

As a result, I wiped it, maybe because it was so comfortable, I seemed to... fall asleep?

However, Qin Lang was not the only one in the room at this time. Just in front of the window sill, two figures were sitting quietly under the glow, chatting quietly.

"Madam, is that so...?"

"No, you have to walk to the left and then come out from the right. Look..."

"..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"No... I just suddenly thought that it might be hard for people in the world to believe that my wife would be a well-versed housewife..."

"Well, as you know, I'm bored at home and want to do everything..."

……

In front of the window sill, Su Yinping held a needle and thread, seemingly mending clothes.

It would be fine if she were just an ordinary woman.

But considering Su Yinping's identity, it's really hard to imagine.

The emperor's sister actually does needlework with her own hands... plus she cleans the room every day, it is indeed a bit "shocking" to spread the word.

……

"Speaking of which, I think there is something about you, Jin'er, that may be harder for others to believe."

"?"

"It's you now, you can actually talk so much in one day~"

"..."

"Isn't this good? Your voice is pretty good...well...it's quite similar to my sister."

"No matter how much you look like a lady...the lady and the Holy One are the same after all..."

"No, no, no, I understand what you mean, but the voices and looks are different. Your Majesty and I may have the same voices, but the difference in personality is quite obvious."

Su Yinping said, changing the topic slightly:
  "Jin'er, actually speaking, although you don't want to see Qin Lang, I still have to thank him."

"thank him?"

"Yes, just because there is one more person among us who live together as equals and talk and talk together, you are also influenced by it and talk more."

……

The girls' fragmentary words were like the feeling of small raindrops hitting the hut in a quiet night, giving people an inexplicable warmth.

Qin Lang, who had just woken up in a daze, didn't hear a few specific words. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, stretched, and moaned twice, and then he saw the ears of a girl in black. A quiet movement.

"..."

How sensitive are this guy’s ears…

Qin Lang wanted to laugh a little, but he felt more amused. He couldn't help but think of the cute pink color on her ears when she had a serious face and concealed her shy mood.

Just like the peach petals that have just bloomed in March, I want to rub them with the tip of my nose, or even take a bite.

"lady."

Gu Jin, who heard Qin Lang's movements, did not look back:

"Young Master Qin is awake."

"?"

Su Yinping turned around:
  "Qin Lang, are you awake?"

"Uh...? Ah, yes..."

Qin Lang was slightly stunned.

Qin Shaoxia...

In my memory, this is the first time Gu Jin calls herself Qin Shaoxia, right?

In the past, he would be called "Qin Lang", but most of the time he would be called "Qin Lang" without a title, or "Hey".

But now that the phrase "Qin Shaoxia" fell into Qin Lang's ears, there was an obvious sense of distance.

Ok…

What happened...?
  Qin Lang felt that the thoughts in his mind were a little confused. He stood up and walked slowly towards the window sill, turning his attention to the needlework in Su Yinping's hand.

Qin Lang originally thought she was mending her clothes. After all, after she was attacked by the Blood Knife Sect, her clothes must have been cut to pieces at first.

After taking a quick look, Qin Lang was shocked to find that the clothes he had mended seemed to be the clothes he had damaged during his previous fight with the Blood Knife Sect.

"Qin Lang, have you been hungry since you slept in the morning?"

Su Yinping unconsciously displayed her ladylike temperament again, which made Qin Lang feel warm in his heart:
  "No, it's probably because I didn't get enough sleep the night I cleared the Blood Sword Sect. Today I've regained my composure."

……

Qin Lang probably fell asleep while Su Yinping was wiping his body, but the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't mention it.

Su Yinping felt that she was a "lady's family" who had not yet left the cabinet, so of course she had to be reserved.

Qin Lang was worried about the identity of the princess and felt it was not easy to mention it.

……

"What are you doing..."

"Oh, we happened to find some needles and thread when we were cleaning the house, and we just wanted to sew the damaged clothes. Sumire and I have been sewn, and now we will sew yours."

"This…"

Qin Lang thought for a moment and felt that asking the princess to sew clothes for him and asking her to wipe his body were actually the same nature.

It's a little bit "disrespectful", "" and so on.

So he cleared his throat and spit out three words:

"useless."

"..."

Su Yinping's eyebrows furrowed when he heard this, and his almond-shaped eyes were slightly angry. At the same time, he couldn't help but pinch Qin Lang's fingers quietly.

When I'm wiping you, I just don't do anything...

It was as if he was using force against an innocent young hero by virtue of his status as the princess...

Now I'm sewing clothes, and he's here again?

"Okay, since you think you can't do it, just tear off the sewn parts."

Su Yinping turned around:
  "Jin'er, don't sew it up for him, give it back to him."

"Eh…"

Gu Jin, who was originally planning to stay by the side as a stump, didn't expect that the lady would force the conversation to shift to herself.

"Uh...it turns out that I've caused trouble for Miss Sumire."

Swah——

Gu Jin's heart tightened and she quickly hid the items in her hands behind her back:

"I do not have…"

"..."

Qin Lang touched his chin awkwardly:
  "It's okay, just give it to me. You won't have to worry about this kind of thing." "Jin'er, if he wants to be polite to us, why don't we give it back to him?"

Even my wife was there to encourage me...

but…

I can't give it...

Gu Jin tightly grasped the fabric behind her back that was almost soaked with sweat from her palms.

Even though she was very careful, she still sewed his clothes crookedly...

When it comes to martial arts, my wife is indeed stupid.

But when it comes to these things, her hands, which have only been able to hold knives since childhood, are probably ten times dumber than Madam's.

I originally thought I could get away with it by handing it over to the madam, but who knew that something like this would happen...

The key is, when he raised his eyes and took a sneak peek, he saw that person's eyes... filled with expectation!
  This...bastard...

Why are you showing such an expression...

This makes her ridiculous craftsmanship, how can she use it...

……

Gu Jin's mood at the moment was as if his wife had been kidnapped by an assassin and wanted to kill her, but she could only watch helplessly, with no way to do anything.

No exaggeration.

The current situation was so serious in her small inner world.

……

"Jin'er, it's okay, give it to him."

Su Yinping's actual thoughts at this time were no longer on Qin Lang's "not being able to do it".

She looked at Gu Jin, her eyes full of encouragement. She actually hoped that Gu Jin could stop being so cold-tempered by communicating more with Qin Lang on a daily basis.

After all, Su Yinping knew better than anyone else how much Gu Jin yearned for the warmth between people under her cold appearance.

If she could have a good relationship with Qin Lang and even become friends, it would undoubtedly be a big step forward.

"Violet..."

"..."

So, with Su Yinping's gentle words of encouragement, finally, the girl in black with crimson ears glared at Qin Lang with a cold face, as if there was mist flashing in her eyes.

"?"

Qin Lang was a little confused.

what's the situation? Is this...as for that?

Then, the girl took out a pair of linen pants that Qin Lang had worn before from her back and stuffed them into Qin Lang's arms.

"Young Master Qin! Give it back to you!"

"..."

Qin Lang felt like a villain who had done something wrong. Anyway, he looked at the pants in his hand first and immediately noticed a centipede-like crooked suture at the leg of the pants.

Even because the sewing was too twisted, the trousers were even a little too small.

"Amazing!"

Qin Lang looked at it for a long time, then his eyes lit up and he gave Gu Jin a thumbs up:

"As expected of a dagger player, my hands are very skillful. If I sewed it myself, it would be like a sieve. Miss Sumire is interested! Thank you very much!"

"..."

The girl in black stood there blankly, staring at Qin Lang for a long time.

For a moment, whether she felt nervous or irritable, or the emotions in her heart that made her throat a little lumpy, they all disappeared because of his two words...

"Miss Sumire?"

"!"

Qin Lang called out, and she suddenly nodded in a panic. After a long time, she calmed down:

"Young Master Qin...I'm so polite..."

"Harmful!"

Qin Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. There was something wrong with this guy after all. Saying "Qin Shaoxia" was not enough, and he started to make up the lyrics with him.

Is this a sudden decision to cold-bloodedly force yourself?
  ……

The two people faced each other, standing one high and one low.

Although no one said anything for a while, Su Yinping looked at the awkward girl and Qin Lang with a slight curve on his lips.

……

"By the way, where's the top?"

"The coat was sewn by... my lady. She sewed it very well..."

Su Yinping then interjected:

"I haven't finished sewing yet. If you can't help it, I won't continue sewing. Well..."

With that said, Su Yinping threw the part of his shirt that he had mended to Qin Lang.

The stitching is neat, fine and delicate.

At the relatively damaged opening, Su Yin Ping even had several vertical lines embroidered on it to increase the harmony.

Needless to say, purely in terms of technical ability, the princess is not like a heroine in the world at all, she is simply an absolutely good wife and mother.

However, Qin Lang kept in mind the teachings of Senior Sister Tianshan.

……

"Lang'er, do you know what the softest thing in the world is?

"Sister's hand?"

"Wrong, it's a woman's heart! A woman's heart needs the warmth and care of a man the most, do you understand?"

"I understand... Senior sister, please let me go first... Your heart is too big, I... I can't breathe..."

……

A woman's heart is soft and fragile.

A girl's heart may become more delicate.

Looking at the clothes Su Yinping had mended for him, Qin Lang hid his surprise and showed the same joy and appreciation as when he saw a certain girl's work:
  "Did you two study together in the palace?"

"No way, I am the princess in the palace, and Jin'er is the guard, why should I learn this?"

"In short, they are all amazing. Thank you both very much."

……

That being said, the girl in black is not blind. A quick look at the lady's craftsmanship clearly shows that she is infinitely superior to her own.

Compared with this, when Qin Lang was talking to his wife, Gu Jin's eyes trembled, and he clearly saw one of the hands behind her waist, and the tip of her index finger was wiped away with a bright red color...

"Young Master Qin."

"?"

After a brief moment of silence, the girl suddenly calmly raised her head and looked at Qin Lang:
  "Madam... she does it more carefully than I do."

"No, no, no, actually..."

"Madam's work is much better than mine, and most of your clothes were mended by her today. It took me a long time to mend a little bit."

"..."

"So if you want to thank me, thank Madam more. Madam... she really cares about you."

"Violet..."

The girl's sudden words made Su Yinping look embarrassed. He opened his mouth to say something, but Gu Jin made a fist salute to Qin Lang, turned around and left the room, and went to lead the little white horse Zhenji again.

(End of this chapter)