Song Tingfan responded with a simple "Hm."
Once they left the tent and were a little farther away, he said, "Vice General Song, I saw your wife at the pharmacy."
Upon hearing the word pharmacy, Song Tingfan instinctively thought Lin Qiao was unwell and was about to walk over when he heard him continue, "I overheard her buying contraceptives, but the doctor didn’t sell them to her."
Song Tingfan retracted his raised foot, his expression emotionless and unreadable, "I know, I asked her to buy them."
Zhou Fu’an was quite surprised at this. "Why? You don’t want kids?"
Song Tingfan didn’t answer him. "Hurry and brew the dicine. I’m going to check the scene of the incident." With that, he strode away.
If you looked closely, you could see the weakness in his steps.
...
When Lin Qiao returned ho, Song Tingfan was already back. The two exchanged a glance, but neither spoke for a mont.
Sensing sothing odd about him, Lin Qiao asked softly, "Did sothing happen at the camp?"
"It’s nothing." Song Tingfan had been trying hard to suppress his discomfort, holding back the urge to be angry with her.
He pursed his lips, "I don’t want a child right now."
At the sudden statent, Lin Qiao instinctively froze for a mont.
What did he an?
She should have been relieved, but instead, she felt a discomfort in her chest as if sothing was blocking it.
Was she being overly sensitive?
Why didn’t he want a child? Was it that he didn’t want her child, or was there another plan?
She forced a smile, "Alright, I picked out so chairs and tables, pretty cheap, one hundred cents each."
Song Tingfan stared straight at her. Did she really not want a child this much?
After a while, he stood up abruptly and left.
It was the first ti they got angry with each other. That night, Song Tingfan didn’t co back, and Lin Qiao lay in bed, unable to sleep.
Staring at the dark ceiling, she gently rubbed her chest and muttered under her breath, "What a stupid script."
How could a supporting role woman rise to the leading role?
Well, here it is, karma.
Just after giving her body, she was "rejected."
It really hurt her self-esteem...
She didn’t know how long it took before she was about to fall asleep when soone pushed the door twice, startling her awake. "Who is it?"
"Your husband." The man said with a slightly drunken voice.
Lin Qiao was startled for a mont, and when she realized, the corners of her mouth twitched, "..."
She got up quickly and opened the door. Before she could see clearly, she was abruptly hugged by soone, then lifted horizontally onto the bed as a flurry of kisses fell upon her.
Obviously, he’d said he didn’t want a child, so what was he doing now? Lin Qiao was filled with a bit of annoyance, pushing him away. "Song Tingfan, what are you trying to do?"
The room was sowhat quiet for a while until a man’s voice, choked with a sob he couldn’t suppress, broke the silence, "Why don’t you want to have a child? Why didn’t you tell ? Why did you go to buy contraceptives?"
Hearing this, Lin Qiao was stunned. So he knew she’d gone to buy contraceptives, and just like that, her previous anger lted away.
She wanted to explain, but thinking that he was drunk, she feared explaining wouldn’t matter, "Let’s talk when you sober up tomorrow."
The voice in the darkness slightly raised, "I’m not drunk. Why did you go to buy contraceptives?"
"It’s not what you think."
"Then what is it? Tell , if you don’t say anything tonight, I’ll make you pregnant and keep you bedridden for more than half a month."
He was quite domineering, and Lin Qiao: "..."
She sighed, "Tingfan, do you really want a child? Having a child is a family matter. You’ll have to support them, take care of them, and play with them."
As she spoke, a hint of bitterness lingered. She didn’t have those things for herself, so her child definitely couldn’t go without.
"I want one; I’ve dreamt of it—dreamt of having a child with you. I will take care of you both, and I swear I’ll treat you well for a lifeti."
In the dark, Song Tingfan held her and added, "You never believe in ."
His voice held helplessness and pain.
The usual macho man was crying, and it was impossible for Lin Qiao not to feel soft-hearted, "Tingfan, it’s not that I don’t believe in you. I’m just anxious."
Yes, very anxious. Do they really have a good ending together?
"Why are you anxious?"
He pressed, but Lin Qiao couldn’t explain the unbelievable things and just said, "In short, it’s not what you think. It’s not that I don’t like you; it’s not that I don’t believe you." After speaking, she soothingly moved closer and kissed him.
Though anxious, she never thought of playing with his feelings.
She just needed a little ti to sort things out.
The light, butterfly-like kiss quieted the man, and he returned it.
Eventually, the two lay back down on the bed.
...
The next morning, it started to pour, and the drumming sound of the rain woke the couple in the room.
Lin Qiao t Song Tingfan’s gaze without dodging, instead nestling closer to his chest, "It’s raining."
Her initiative caused Song Tingfan to pause for a mont before he couldn’t help but feel joy, lowering his head to kiss her forehead several tis, "Mm, you can sleep a little longer."
He hesitated for a mont before adding, "Contraceptives hurt the body; I’ll take them instead. Next ti, discuss it with , okay?"
Though he was clearly angry last night, he was still willing to compromise for her, softening Lin Qiaoxin a bit, "Okay."
As the words left her mouth, she felt his hand restlessly wandering her waist, "..."
Having been up for two nights in a row, she really couldn’t take it anymore.
"I’m tired."
Upon hearing that, Song Tingfan obediently stopped but continued to kiss her several tis, seemingly never getting enough.
After lingering in the room for quite a while, Song Tingfan finally got up and ventured out into the rain to head to the military camp. As soon as he stepped into the tent, soone called for him to see the General.
When Qin Dewen saw him co in, he didn’t wait for formalities before asking, "Did you find anything?"
"I asked the inn’s shopkeeper, and the room has not been occupied recently." Song Tingfan paused to give his analysis and continued, "I suspect the arrow wasn’t shot from that room but from the southeast abandoned house. There are many footprints on the ground inside the abandoned house, about the sa size, most likely belonging to one person."
"If we investigate from the abandoned house, we should quickly find a witness."
Hearing this, Qin Dewen fell into thought, quickly instructing, "Take people to investigate. We must find out; this matter cannot be taken lightly—if it can harm the guards, next ti it could harm the Third Prince... or officials on an inspection tour."
Naturally hearing the phrase "Third Prince," Song Tingfan could guess a bit, "Yes."
Starting to investigate from the households near the abandoned house, no one had seen anything.
After listening to the report from Zhou Fu’an and the others, Song Tingfan frowned.
At this ti, a soldier ca in, "Vice General Song, the night watchman said he saw sothing."
Song Tingfan nodded, "Bring him in."
Soon, a middle-aged man in gray clothing ca in, looking a bit nervous, "L-Lord, I-I-I saw it, that night, I was on duty when suddenly I had a stomachache, so I went to the abandoned house to relieve myself. I found the latrine there too dirty, so I went on the pile of dry grass. Suddenly, I heard footsteps and shivered in fright..."
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