Young man, please stay

Chapter 236 The Princess’s Tears
In the study room of the princess's mansion, Su Yinping, who had just woken up, seriously suspected that he was still dreaming.

How many days and nights have passed.

From being unable to think about it at the beginning, to thinking that he would never appear again, to worrying about gains and losses, to now worrying about his life and death...

After getting used to these days, when Princess Qingli woke up today, she heard the words "Nvxia Su" in her ears.

These three words almost made her feel like she was in another world, and brought her back to the past.

"Su Nuxia."

"..."

The man in front of her who was thinking about her day and night called her like this again, and then seeing her stunned, he squeezed her hand again:

"Silver bottle?"

"..."

……

"..."

So, when Qin Lang called her again, the princess could only barely act in response. She didn't even bother to stand up. She knelt on the soft couch and moved towards him, then stretched out her arms to fight. Hug Qin Lang.

He murmured, but there was more than just warmth and longing in his smile.

Even his two arms were suddenly raised after the inexplicable dullness on his face dissipated, and he hugged the princess in a panic.

"Yin Ping, I... finally see you..."

But Qin Lang, who looked dull, didn't seem to feel this.

At this moment, neither of them spoke.

……

And when he saw Su Yinping's face last night, Qin Lang didn't think of the empress at all.

Su Yinping's hands seemed to be afraid of touching bubbles, and her fingers gripped Qin Lang's back tightly, even to the point of causing Qin Lang some pain.

"..."

In other words, he felt it, but he didn't react.

There was no other reason, just because the moment Su Yinping hugged him, the beautiful touch of a woman, the first thing that flashed in Qin Lang's mind was not Su Yinping... but her sister, Empress Su Yupan's shadow.

But despite this, facing him suddenly appearing in front of her, the princess couldn't make any sound. Although her heart was bursting with joy, her neck felt like a lump in her throat and it hurt.

Qin Lang was originally a very dedicated person no matter who he was with, so in terms of his feelings for the Su sisters, he could be completely loyal to any one of them.

but…

"silver…"

Yes, Qin Lang knew that they were twins.

Not to mention, this pinch allowed the princess to save herself from pinching herself and confirmed that she was not dreaming.

tao tao…

At least that's what he thought.

However, the feeling of Su Yinping in his arms just now made him feel a little confused, which also made his whole mood freeze for a moment.

……

However, if it is said to be a moment, it is really just a moment.

After being at a loss, Qin Lang immediately regained his composure, feeling that the reason why he associated Su Yinping's long-lost hug with Su Yupan was entirely because he had too much physical contact with Su Yupan, his twin sister, before that. .

But Qin Lang's spirit was still pure and clean.

There is no scumbag element mixed in.

"Yin Ping, no, Su Nuxia."

When we reunited, I really missed the title of [Su Nuxia] even more.

Qin Lang's chin gently touched Su Yinping's hair, and his palms gently rubbed her delicate back:

"I haven't seen you for a while. Seeing that the heroine is well, I feel relieved."

"..."

"Uh...well, I know it's not actually safe."

Su Yinping didn't speak, and Qin Lang consciously reflected on himself:
"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"..."

"Although if you calculate it carefully, it doesn't seem to be that long, but in fact a lot of things did happen during this period..."

"..."

"...There are some things that I have always wanted to talk to you about, Su Nuxia, and there are some things that I don't know where to start from..."

……

Qin Lang said while recalling.

This memory does not matter, but it turned out that since he came down from Tianshan Mountain, the days that he could really be considered stable in this world of mortals...or more radically, the days that could really be regarded as "experience happiness", turned out to be only Occupies a very small part.

That was the days he spent every day living with Su Nvxia Gu Jin on Qingniugang.

It is true that Qin Lang's life with senior sister Mu Xuanli on Tianshan Mountain was also very good. Qin Lang was also a filial junior brother and had never expressed dissatisfaction with such a life.

It's just that a certain senior sister herself often shows some "dissatisfaction"...

During those days in Jingzhou and Yangzhou, Qin Lang also created many precious memories with "Zhuo Beibei" Nan Lingyue and the empress.

But compared with the days in Qingniugang, these things seem to be different.

This is definitely not because Qin Lang thinks that Nan Lingyue and other women are not as important as Gu Jin and Su Yinping.

And it was precisely because they were equally important that Qin Lang particularly hoped that one day he could experience with them the kind of "plain little happiness" that he and the princess had experienced.

……

For example, early in the morning, I woke up from a simple house and saw a little girl still sleeping soundly in my arms, while the sounds of Yin Ping and Gu Jin practicing martial arts came from the small courtyard behind the house. The empress was meditating under a sycamore tree...

……

In short, after experiencing so many messy things, Qin Lang found that he might have wanted to live a normal life of "retreating to the world" in advance.

This may not be a kind of immaturity.

Of course, if he wanted to seriously pursue this goal, Qin Lang couldn't be in a hurry.

Because although he himself is just a prodigal, the woman around him is not.

At least not entirely.

A country cannot live without a king for a day. Su Yupan is still her empress, and she has not yet finished dealing with Yuxuan's affairs.

As for Tianhe Sect, not to mention Nangong Zhuo, Nan Lingyue, as a saint, would definitely not be able to talk about "returning to seclusion" like Qin Lang for a while.

There was also the injury of second senior sister Mu Xuanli. Qin Lang had cured Nangong Zhuo, and next he wanted to find a way to cure her as well.

If you think about it in the longer term, is the dream of the second woman you fall in love with in your life, Su Yinping, a grandmaster... really just a dream?

……

From this point of view, Qin Lang's dream of returning to seclusion and pursuing ordinary happiness does not seem to be so young and mature.

God knows how long it will take to get to that day.

Maybe the day I can really relax, I will really be old?
Ugh…

Thinking about it this way, I don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a misfortune for me to provoke these extraordinary women around me...

……

Qin Lang hugged Su Yinping and pondered all these things unconsciously in his mind.

But when he came to his senses, he found that something was wrong with Su Nuxia.

"Silver bottle?"

Su Yinping's hands that were originally wrapped around his back had loosened up at some point and were hanging weakly on his waist.

The time Su Yinping remained silent was actually far longer than Qin Lang imagined.

Move a little, Qin Lang felt that one of his shoulders, the shoulder where Su Yinping's face was buried, had become soaked without knowing it.

Qin Lang was a little surprised.

Because she didn't notice the princess crying at all.

There was no sound in her throat, not even a tremor in her body.

It wasn't until he slowly lifted up her thin shoulders, saw the tears on her face stained with her messy hair, and saw the faint blood coming from the corners of her clenched lips that Qin Lang suddenly realized that she had used How much perseverance it took to hold back all this and the nameless sadness that Qin Lang didn't know about in her heart at this time.

Qin Lang wanted to ask her what was wrong, because he had sensed that her tears at this time were not tears of joy.

But she spoke.

"Qin Lang, I miss you so much..."

"Well, me too..."

"...Why did it take you so long to come to the capital..."

Her crying reminded Qin Lang of the way she huddled in the corner of the bed holding a pear knife when they first met.

It's just that it's a thousand times harder than it was then.

"I…"

"...I asked someone about you for a long time, and finally someone said...I saw you in Yangzhou..."

"Eh?"

Then, suddenly, her crying seemed to be together with her tears, no longer overflowing, but stubbornly condensed in the red and swollen eyes:

"Qin Lang... why do you smell like my sister..."

(End of this chapter)