The Young Husband Who Needed a Marriage to Dispel Misfortune (11)

If it were any other man, Xue Ci would definitely feel that he was sexually harassing her.

Qin Wuzhen, however, remained aloof and spoke indifferently.

The other person is a doctor; they are a professional.

Suppressing her embarrassment, Xue Ci solemnly, "You don't need to teach me... Brother, would you like to teach Qin Zhuo?"

What if I teach them? Then I won't even have a reason to refuse.

Upon hearing Qin Wuzhen's "hmm," Xue Ci immediately said, "You're so busy, do you still need to teach him? We can learn on our own."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Qin Wuzhen.

The man paused for a moment before speaking, "Either is fine."

For some reason, Xue Ci sensed that Qin Wuzhen's expression wasn't very happy.

Perhaps they were just tired.

Qin Wuzhen didn't mention the matter again, and took a few ancient books from the bookshelf. "These are things you might be interested in. If you can't finish reading them here, you can take them back."

Xue Ci opened the book; it was full of illustrations, somewhat like a modern picture book.

After flipping through several pages, he noticed that the handwriting in the annotations looked very much like Qin Wuzhen's.

Could it be...? Xue Ci asked in surprise, "Big brother, did you draw these yourself?"

Qin Wuzhen hummed in agreement, seemingly not thinking it was anything special. But in Xue Ci's eyes, it was quite impressive!

He opened the book and stuck to Qin Wuzhen's side, asking questions whenever he encountered them, his tone sticky and indecisive.

Filled with admiration and dependence.

Just spending a few hours alone with him, Qin Wuzhen could feel that there was hope for the future.

He couldn't imagine how happy Qin Zhuo must be, spending every day with Xue Ci.

If only I could kiss him again, and hold him in my arms to sleep.

If he were Xue Ci's husband, he could do all these things openly and honestly.

or...

Even if Xue Ci doesn't like him, he can still become her husband.

The thought arose, Qin Wuzhen's breath suddenly tightened, his fingers gripping the brush trembling slightly.

What are you thinking about again!

He angrily denounced himself for being bewitched and resolved that from then on, he would try to stay away from their lives as much as possible.

If you can't see it, you won't think about it.

Qin Wuzhen stared at Xue Ci's fair profile.

If they continued to spend time together, he was truly afraid that one day Xue Ci would discover his filthy thoughts.

"Xiao Ci, how long have you been reading?" Qin Zhuo walked to the door with the medicine bowl in his hand and was slightly taken aback when he saw Xue Ci and Qin Wuzhen sitting side by side.

He didn't suspect anything; on the contrary, he thought the two were a perfect match.

Qin Wuzhen handsome, well-educated, and highly skilled in medicine, earning him respect. Unlike him, he didn't want to continue his studies halfway through, was not bright, and only possessed unimportant brute strength.

What's the difference between him and a brute?

Even if Xiao Ci likes him a little bit now, it's probably just pity, and she might get tired of him later.

Qin Zhuo felt a deep sense of inferiority.

If it weren't for his lucky fate according to the Eight Characters of Destiny, how could he have found a wife as beautiful as a celestial being?

"Did it get ready so quickly?"

Hearing Xue Ci's voice, Qin Zhuo concealed his disappointment and brought in the medicine. "Xiao Ci, we don't have sweet dates here, only maltose. Have you ever tried it?"

Xue Ci had never seen it before. "What does it taste like?"

Qin Zhuo put down the bowl, took out a piece of osmanthus cake and a folded piece of oil paper from his pocket. He unfolded the oil paper and found a small piece of brown sugar coated with sesame seeds inside.

Xue Ci closer, her nose wrinkling.

He could smell a sweet scent, though not very strong.

Qin Zhuo broke off a small piece and put it into Xue Ci's mouth, watching him intently as he sucked on the candy.

Xue Ci gave a serious review. "It's a bit tough, but it's delicious."

Qin Zhuo exclaimed with delight, "I'm so glad you like it! This is my favorite kind of candy!"

When Qin Zhuo was a child, her family was poor, and maltose was the cheapest thing available, so she didn't eat it often. When she did get a piece, she thought it tasted sweet and mellow.

This taste is mixed with memories. After he came to the Qin Family, he once ate it and was criticized by his second aunt for being stingy, so he only bought it secretly.

Fortunately, Xue Ci didn't mind.

Qin Zhuo felt a little less sad and watched Xue Ci take her medicine.

My wife is small in every way and can't eat big things.

He broke the candy into small pieces and waited for the other person to finish drinking the medicine before eating it.

"It's so bitter." Better a short pain than a long one, Xue Ci his nose and drank it all in one gulp. His little face scrunched up from the bitterness. He licked his lips, his face drooping. Even being stuffed with two pieces of candy couldn't cheer him up.

The two brothers stood to the side, coaxing her while staring at her rosy lips.

Qin Wuzhen: "Would you like some osmanthus cake?"

Xue Ci her head. "Everything I eat tastes bitter."

Qin Zhuo said urgently, "Then I'll help my wife suck out the bitterness!"

Qin Wuzhen glanced at him expressionlessly.

Qin Zhuo coughed, her cheeks flushed. "No, I... I..."

He stammered, looking at Xue Ci with a hopeful expression.

Xue Ci's head was spinning from the bitter taste, and she couldn't understand Qin Zhuo's expression. Just as she was about to ask, another piece of osmanthus cake was offered to her by the corner of her lips.

Qin Wuzhen: "If you hold it in your mouth, it won't taste so bitter."

Xue Ci, used to being waited on, used the man's fingers to roll the pastry into her mouth.

The pink soft tongue and mouth were clearly visible.

The bitterness dissipates.

The weather was nice today, Xue Ci didn't want to go back to his room to rest, making him seem like a sickly person.

"The rocks in the artificial hill in the courtyard are falling off. Why don't we clean them up and let Xue Ci sit next to them and enjoy the flowers?" Qin Wuzhen suggested, and everyone agreed.

The Qin Family's courtyard was very large, with artificial hills and flowing water, and a layer of soft sand covering the stream, making it very elegant.

There was no wind in the courtyard, and the sunlight was gentle. Xue Ci sat on a soft chair, with a small table next to her with tea and pastries on it.

He stretched out his limbs like a cat, tilting his head to watch the two clearing away the rubble.

Occasionally, I act like a little supervisor.

"There's still a small piece near your feet, don't forget."

Both brothers were the type to work quietly and diligently; when they heard Xue Ci giving them instructions, they simply smiled.

The atmosphere was unusually harmonious.

Xue Ci sitting for a long time, so she found a stone nearby that could leave marks on the ground and prepared to draw the two of them working.

After finishing drawing Qin Wuzhen, the progress bar increased.

[According to your character's established personality, you dare not let Qin Wuzhen discover you; you need to cover it with fine sand.]

Xue Ci secretly scooped up a handful of sand from nearby and was carefully covering her face when she heard Qin Zhuo call out from not far away, "Wife, don't play in the mud! Your hands will get dirty!"

Xue Ci: "?"

He looked up and saw Qin Wuzhen's lips curl up in a smile.

The maids nearby also chuckled softly.

Xue Ci blushed and obediently returned to the soft chair.

He thought he had only secretly increased the progress bar a little, doing it without anyone noticing, but both brothers saw it.

Qin Zhuo was disappointed; Xue Ci had only painted her brother. But no one considered the possibility that Xue Ci harbored feelings for her brother.

She only thought that she was less attractive than Qin Wuzhen.

The two were going to stay at the Qin Family for a few days. After Qin Wuzhen, he was going to the pharmacy during the day. When his stepmother heard this, she scolded him, "You've just recovered and you're already going to treat others? Don't you think about your own health? What if you infect someone?"

Xue Ci chimed in from the side, "Big brother, you really need to rest. You even have dark circles under your eyes."

Qin Wuzhen paused for a moment, but quickly masked his reaction. "I'll be back in half a day."

Second Aunt exclaimed in surprise, "You actually listen to Xue Ci!"

Then she started pressuring him about marriage. "Look at Qin Zhuo, he's already married. And you? You're several years older than Qin Zhuo, yet you're always running to the pharmacy and don't care about your family at all."

Since Qin Zhuo came to our house these past few days, his stepmother's opinion of him has changed quite a bit.

Although he is slow-witted and inflexible, he is a good man who loves his wife dearly.

Qin Wuzhen didn't say a word and hurriedly left after the meal.

The weather was nice today, and it just so happened to be market day, so Xue Ci went out with Qin Zhuo.

The street was bustling with activity, selling everything imaginable. Qin Zhuo's tall figure blocked many people from view, creating a small space for Xue Ci.

Xue Ci hadn't been shopping in a long time, and she wanted to buy everything she saw, mostly worthless and useless trinkets.

Qin Zhuo stingy with himself, but whenever Xue Ci saw something she liked, he would follow behind her and pay for it. Only when his hands were full of money did he remind Xue Ci.

Xue Ci back and saw that they all seemed to have been bought for himself.

He touched his nose. "Do you want one?"

Qin Zhuo shook his head.

Xue Ci thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she looked around. "Found it!"

He grabbed Qin Zhuo's wrist. "Hurry up, hurry up, it looks like they're about to close up shop."

Qin Zhuo so happy that he was almost dizzy from being dragged into the crowd by his wife. After following closely behind, he realized that it was a candy store.

Qin Zhuo was stunned.

Xue Ci bought a whole piece of maltose from the vendor.

It's fresh out of the oven, beautifully colored, and still steaming with a sweet aroma.

"Want to try a bite?" Seeing that Qin Zhuo didn't have a hand to hold it, Xue Ci wet her handkerchief, wiped her fingers clean, broke off a small piece, and put it into the man's mouth.

Qin Zhuo bit into it, not forgetting to lick Xue Ci's fingers clean.

Xue Ci: "..."

He had just withdrawn his wet hands when he heard someone click their tongue behind him. "Just like a dog."

Turning around, I saw a very familiar face.

Before Xue Ci could even take a few more glances, her view was completely blocked by Qin Zhuo's tall figure.

Why do you keep staring at my wife?

Qin Zhuo was extremely annoyed.

Sometimes, a fool's intuition is surprisingly accurate.

Unfortunately, Xie Qiaosi didn't consider himself a homosexual, and scoffed, "I just thought the candy in your wife's hand looked nice."

He shifted his body, past Qin Zhuo, and finally saw Xue Ci's black hair, asking as if they were old friends—

"Young Master Song, is that candy delicious? May I try a piece?"

Qin Zhuo had never seen such a shameless person.

His cold expression was completely aloof and heroic, exuding a different kind of aura, which even shocked the pageboy behind Xie Qiaosi.

Qin Zhuo opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but was interrupted by a voice behind him.

"No, you can't."

Xue Ci poked his fluffy head out from behind the man. He could refuse people without making them angry; they would only feel that they had been abrupt.

"I bought this candy for my husband, and from now on I'll only buy it for him."

Xie Qiaosi only came to his senses after the two figures disappeared.

Seeing his pitiful figure, the stall owner kindly said, "Young master, would you like to try some? This candy is delicious."

Xie Qiaosi composed himself, reverting to his usual nonchalant expression, and accepted the malt candy offered by the other party.

For someone accustomed to delicacies, the taste of this candy was quite ordinary, even rather rough.

Xie Qiaosi frowned, but thinking of Xue Ci clinging to the candy wrapper and calling him "husband" in a sticky, affectionate way, he inexplicably bought all the malt candy on the stall.

*

Xue Ci felt that keeping a love diary was still useful.

Qin Zhuo's lips never left his mouth after he finished speaking.

"My wife, you're so good to me." The man knelt down in front of Xue Ci, massaging her legs. "My wife, I love you so much."

I... I really want to kiss you!

"..." This doesn't seem to have any connection between the beginning and the end.

patio.

Qin Wuzhen did indeed only go out for half a day before returning.

He carried a bag of sweet dates and went into Xue Ci's room.

In broad daylight, the door was tightly shut.

Qin Wuzhen raised his hand, about to knock on the door, when he heard a soft sob coming from the inner room.

Like hooks, they crept out from the crack in the door.

Qin Wuzhen frozen in place.

My eyelid twitched heavily.

He heard Xue Ci rebuke her husband in a voice that sounded like she was about to cry, her words barely contained.

"Ugh, it's so sour..."

"No, you can't kiss so deeply..."

Qin Wuzhen was overwhelmed by a surge of jealousy; his blood ran cold and his vision went black.

But his ears are extremely sensitive.

A loud swallowing sound could be heard coming from inside.

Perhaps Qin Zhuo, just as he did in his dream, swallowed all of Xue Ci's sweet water.

Author's Note:

Waaaaah, it's such a shame they don't offer boiling in water, waaaaah.