"That’s an old story, still talking about it. I know to watch over the girl, get going, looking at you gives a headache."
Li Guifen glared at him irritably. After he left, she turned around and was startled by her daughter’s face. She asked with so guilt, "When did you co out, girl?"
Pregnant won tend to overthink.
"From when you said my brain wasn’t working right." Lin Qiao felt both amused and speechless.
Li Guifen quickly shook her head, "I didn’t say that, you heard wrong, absolutely heard wrong. Ahem, girl, do you want so fruit? I’ll wash so for you."
Lin Qiao: "..."
She glared at her mother, "Mom, I’m not deaf, it’s fine, don’t worry."
Hearing this, Li Guifen gave an awkward smile, then comforted her, "It’s normal to be sensitive when pregnant. When I was carrying your older brother, I even liked to eat mud; I didn’t know why I wanted to eat it, just did. Your father wouldn’t let , and I ended up crying."
Lin Qiao: "..."
Forget it, talking is useless.
She waved to Lai Cai in the yard, then patted his head, "I’m going out for a walk."
"I’ll go with you. Wait a minute, let get so incense for prayers. Wait for , I’ll get it."
After Li Guifen spoke, she ran off but ended up colliding hard with soone at the door, falling on her butt, "Ouch."
Lin Qiao heard the noise and rushed out. She was montarily stunned by the tall figure before her, then helped Li Guifen up, "Mom, are you hurt from the fall?"
Li Guifen shook her head, thinking it was her husband, imdiately glaring, "Charging around like a bull..."
Ah, she stopped mid-sentence, "Cough, cough, Tingfan, you’re back. I thought it was your father."
"Are you hurt from the fall?" Song Tingfan asked with concern.
Li Guifen quickly waved her hand, "No, no, just a little fall, it’s nothing. How did you get back today?"
"Took the overnight road."
"Why take the overnight road, it’s not safe. Don’t do it next ti. You haven’t eaten, right? I’ll go heat so food for you."
Without waiting for Song Tingfan to say anything, she continued, "Qiao’er, take Tingfan inside to change clothes or sothing, he must be sweaty." Saying this, she hurried to the kitchen.
The young couple remained standing at the doorway.
Lin Qiao touched her nose, trying to sound normal, "Co in."
Still, Song Tingfan noticed the difference. She usually hugged him before; he slightly lowered his gaze, "Mm."
The two of them entered the house one after the other. Lin Qiao handed him clean clothes, "Go wash up."
She hadn’t looked at him closely earlier, but now she noticed the stubble on his chin and dark circles under his eyes.
It was clear he hadn’t been taking care of himself recently.
"Okay." Song Tingfan’s gaze was fixed on her face. All his restlessness suddenly disappeared. He’d been thinking about her all this ti.
His eyes then fell on her high collar, and he instinctively reached out. She backed away as if startled.
He pursed his lips and softened his voice on purpose, "Let see your neck."
Instinctively thinking he wanted to grab her neck again, Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and waved her hand, "It’s okay now."
Without saying a word, he remained unmovable, looking at her intently as if he wouldn’t leave without looking.
Lin Qiao: "..."
She had no choice but to pull down the collar, exposing so lingering green marks on her neck, though they weren’t deep.
"Didn’t apply any dication?" Song Tingfan’s pupils slightly contracted.
"I did, Mom rubbed so white wine on it."
"Didn’t use the dicine I bought?"
Hearing this, Lin Qiao paused. She really didn’t know he’d gotten dicine. Cough, he’d sent over a bunch of stuff, and she hadn’t looked at it all.
Seeing her silence, he knew it hadn’t been used. Song Tingfan instinctively blad himself, curling his fingers slightly.
"Let apply it for you. Where’s the dicine?"
Lin Qiao: "..."
She glanced at the cabinet, feeling uneasy. If he opened it, he’d surely know she hadn’t checked those things.
"You go wash up first, apply it after."
Having gripped the reins the whole way, his hands were naturally dirty. Song Tingfan stood for a while before taking the clothes and leaving.
Once he was out of sight, Lin Qiao quickly opened the cabinet, going through the packages. There were clothes and jewelry in a wooden box.
Then, footsteps approached. She hurriedly stuffed the items back in, and in the next mont, Song Tingfan walked back in.
Clearly, he hadn’t changed the clothes, as he hadn’t washed.
"Where’s the dicine?"
"I’ll apply it myself." Lin Qiao showed him the dicine in her hand. As she was about to find the copper mirror, Song Tingfan walked over, picked her up, and set her on the bed.
He took the dicine from her hand, set it aside, and then reached to undo her belt, pulling the collar aside a bit.
The cold ointnt touched her neck, and Lin Qiao instinctively shrank away. Song Tingfan’s hand softened at once, speaking in a low, serious tone, "It won’t happen again. If it does, you can chop off my hand."
Lin Qiao: "..."
The thing is, even if he let her chop it off, she wouldn’t dare.
"It’s fine, it’s in the past. You didn’t an it; you were having a nightmare."
His words relieved her anxiety; he hadn’t intended to choke her.
Maybe he dreamt of sothing from a past life.
Suddenly, her vision darkened, and in the next mont, warmth spread across her lips, causing her eyes to widen slightly.
"..."
Why did the villain suddenly kiss her?
Song Tingfan stood up, licked his lips, and then closed the dicine bottle. He placed it in the cabinet, unnoticed with red earlobes if looked closely.
Seeing the cabinet in disarray, he took everything out and neatly folded it on a chair.
Just then, Li Guifen’s voice ca from outside, "Tingfan, the water’s ready, co get it."
Song Tingfan set down the clothes in hand, gave Lin Qiao a glance, and then strode out.
...
Li Guifen cooked two dishes, one at and one veggie. Seeing Song Tingfan eating, she nudged her daughter and whispered, "Talk to Tingfan."
"Talking while eating can make you choke," Lin Qiao replied seriously.
Li Guifen: "..."
After the al, Li Guifen didn’t bother the young couple, "Tingfan, since you’re back, accompany Qiao’er to the Land God’s temple to burn so incense. Her neck suddenly turned blue; it might be an evil spirit."
Hearing this, Song Tingfan glanced at Lin Qiao and then nodded, "Okay."
Li Guifen said a bit more before happily leaving, showing no reluctance over her daughter.
The two in the main hall sat quietly for a mont, then the man’s deep voice broke the silence, "I bought so candied fruit. Want so?"
"Yes," Lin Qiao nodded.
The candied fruit was sweet and tangy, and Lin Qiao loved it. It tasted better than what she bought in town. She looked at Song Tingfan and fed him a piece, "Have so, it’s delicious, much better than the ones in town."
Seeing her enjoy it, Song Tingfan’s expression softened, and he lowered his head to eat it, "I’ll buy more when it’s finished."
The subtle tension between them eased significantly in the presence of the candied fruit, at least leaving Lin Qiao less anxious.
The villain didn’t seem dead set on killing her.
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