The Young Husband Who Needed a Wedding for Good Fortune (22)

After being provoked to the point of turning pink all over, Xue Ci vaguely realized that the plot had gone astray again.

Qin Wuzhen, who should have been completely ignorant of love, actually did this to him behind his back.

And given how skilled they are, this must not be the first time they've done this.

Perhaps, during those days when I massaged him, it was always the same.

"Xiao Ci..."

The other person stopped what they were doing, and whispered a husky voice close to his ear, their tone tender and affectionate, as if calling out to a lover.

Xue Ci felt numb all over, half of her body was frozen and unable to move, and she couldn't stop trembling slightly.

The feeling is like being coiled around by a cold snake, yet powerless to struggle.

What... should he do?

Should he just open his eyes? But how would he face Qin Wuzhen then? What would Qin Wuzhen say? If he exposed the truth, could the plot still be salvaged?

Xue Ci pursed her lips.

Fortunately, Qin Wuzhen straightened his clothes and gently massaged his temples, without doing anything excessive.

Xue Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as his whole body relaxed, he felt Qin Wuzhen rubbing his tiger's mouth.

This sounds like something Qin Wuzhen would do—pretending to kindly agree when someone begs for mercy, then suddenly rushing in once the other person is completely relaxed, leaving them speechless and drooling with their mouth open.

That pitiful little bit of soft flesh was being squeezed back and forth, as if it were an opening, and if you squeezed it to a certain point, sweet juice would ooze out.

That's not enough.

Xue Ci heard the last thing she wanted to hear.

Qin Wuzhen was confessing her feelings to him.

"Xiao Ci, I like you so much."

His tone was filled with intense emotion, though he had little desire, yet it made him seem almost mad.

Xue Ci couldn't stop shivering.

He pursed his lips and closed his eyes tightly, pitifully enduring the pain for the sake of the plot, unaware that he had already been seen through as pretending to be asleep.

Qin Wuzhen, that old fox, can hardly hide anything from his eyes.

Xue Ci was quite convincing, but the subtle changes in her expression and the trembling of her lips were all too obvious.

So pitiful.

Even her lips turned pale with fright.

Qin Wuzhen really wanted to kiss him, but he didn't go over. He acted like a gentleman, having already forgotten about licking his chest earlier, and was now properly massaging Xue Ci.

He appeared calm, but his mind had already become obsessive and insane after witnessing Xue Ci and Qin Zhuo's intimate behavior.

He spoke each word slowly and deliberately.

"Xiao Ci."

I like you so much.

He confessed his feelings again.

He couldn't remain indifferent; he felt this was a golden opportunity to reveal his inner desires to Xue Ci —desires that were indeed filthy and shameful.

Who could possibly like their own brother's wife?

But Qin Wuzhen could no longer hide it. Those feelings were like balloons, inflating with each meeting with Xue Ci, swelling to a point he couldn't handle, and one day they would burst.

"Xiao Ci, you probably don't know, but my birth chart is also compatible with yours."

"If I were to bring you good fortune through a marriage ceremony, would your health be even better than it is now?"

"That's true, I'm a doctor, so of course I can take good care of your health."

Xue Ci wasn't sure if she was being too sensitive, but she felt that Qin Wuzhen's words "take care of" implied something.

He pretended to be asleep, but his heart was pounding with fear at Qin Wuzhen's words. Then, as if sensing something, Qin Wuzhen placed his hand on his heart.

"Xiao Ci's heart is beating so fast, does she like me too?"

[Aaaaaaah, this is so creepy! I was terrified, terrified!!!]

11 screamed.

The appearance of the Xiao Qiu made Xue Ci less nervous, and her body gradually relaxed.

Qin Wuzhen did not do anything excessive again.

But there were also quite a few underhanded tactics.

Touch his eyelashes with your fingers, pinch his cheeks.

It tickled him.

Xue Ci suddenly remembered the time Xie Qiaosi came to her house. Qin Wuzhen so excited at the time, it turned out that he wasn't afraid that Qin Zhuo would be cuckolded.

I think I pinched his cheek back then.

Xue Ci regret.

[I was so stupid, I should have realized it back then...]

[But he's always been very good to me; I thought he treated me like a younger brother.]

11: [Host! All the men here are perverts!!! No one will actually treat you like a younger brother.]

Xue Ci's raven-feather-like eyelashes trembled incessantly.

It seems so...

My eyelashes were touched again.

Xue Ci clenched her fists and curled her lips into a sneer.

If he weren't afraid of the plot becoming a mess, he really would have opened his eyes and punched Qin Wuzhen.

Of course, Qin Wuzhen noticed this little action.

Xue Ci was resisting him.

But... why is he/she so cute?

They're both pitiful and adorable.

Qin Wuzhen wished that Xue Ci pretending to be asleep and get up to slap him a dozen times, and if that wasn't enough, kick him a couple more times.

After finishing the fight, Xue Ci was probably exhausted, her chest heaving with fatigue.

After being beaten, some of her anger would naturally subside, and Xue Ci had never been a hard-hearted person. Qin Wuzhen wouldn't care about saving face either; after beating her, he would continue to pester Xue Ci, making her so annoyed that she would come to beat him every day.

When Xue Ci gets too lazy to beat him up one day, that's when it'll be time for him to take over.

Qin Wuzhen never imagined he would be so shameless. Just thinking about being slapped by a pretty young woman made his whole body tense and aching.

The man stopped what he was doing, straightened his clothes, and concealed his intense desire.

*

Xue Ci has been distancing herself from Qin Wuzhen lately, and everyone in the Song Family can sense it.

However, they thought perhaps he was having some kind of disagreement with Qin Wuzhen, after all, the two Qin Family brothers spoiled him rotten.

They thought Doctor Qin would be a rigid and serious man, but to their surprise, even after being treated coldly by Xue Ci, he still shamelessly continued to coax her.

They gradually noticed the similarities between the two brothers.

They're all... pretty much like dogs.

Qin Zhuo was busy with the school and the dye house every day. Sometimes he was so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep. He would rush back at the crack of dawn, stay in Xue Ci's room for a while, and then quickly wash up and go to the school.

From this perspective, Qin Wuzhen seems to have completely replaced Qin Zhuo, and he and Xue Ci are like husband and wife.

The servants and maids of the Song Family were all talking about it behind their backs. They had only thought they had gained a son-in-law who would live with them, but it turned out they got a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

Young Master Song's health, however, is being taken very well.

These rumors reached Xue Ci's ears, and he deliberately used them to distance himself from Qin Wuzhen. However, Qin Wuzhen was completely unmoved and still came to his room every day to help him dress and wash up.

Qin Wuzhen is truly considerate in this regard.

Xue Ci will unconsciously become dependent on him.

However, he was still somewhat clever; he fully enjoyed the service but refused to let Qin Wuzhen massage him again.

[He's a repeat offender, he'll definitely kiss me again...]

Xue Ci's ears turned red as he whispered his complaints to the Virus Fragment. Sure enough, after he finished, he heard the Fragment hurl insults without using any vulgar language.

That was a rather harsh insult.

Fragment can kill itself when consumed by jealousy.

After frantically cursing himself as a shameless pervert and a bad dog, Fragment sneered, "[Baby, I have poison here. You can cripple him.]"

"..."

Xue Ci understood the meaning of "useless": [I don't want to...]

Last time, they really messed him up; he suffered even more.

Given Qin Wuzhen's erratic behavior, if his health fails... Xue Ci wonders what strange things this man might do next.

Qin Zhuo's voice came from outside the door, and Xue Ci responded.

Feeling ignored, the Fragment said unhappily, "Baby, don't let him lick you."

The Fragment could know her every move. Xue Ci was very unhappy about this, so she pretended not to hear it and ignored it. Just then, the door creaked open and someone pushed it in from the outside.

The depths of winter have passed, and spring is in full bloom, with tender green leaves covering the courtyard. Qin Zhuo has already changed from his light jacket to a single layer of clothing.

Xue Ci wasn't so resistant to the cold; she was still dressed in early spring attire, with layers upon layers of clothing. Instead of looking bulky, she appeared full of vitality, her face like a soft, white glutinous rice ball, making anyone who looked at her want to pinch it.

After Qin Zhuo finished kneading, he chuckled twice and said, "Wife, your blood and energy are really good lately. Shouldn't you go to school?"

Xue Ci can't even recognize all the characters in classical Chinese now; the ones he knows are mostly from ancient medical books. The thought of the teacher on stage, shaking his head and spouting incomprehensible "zhi hu zhe ye" makes him reluctant to go.

However, seeing Qin Zhuo's bright, dark eyes, he wasn't disappointed. "We'll go when it gets a little warmer."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhuo, who was squatting in front of Xue Ci's knees, happily rubbed against Xue Ci's neck. He was still the same carefree and always enthusiastic big dog.

"Wife, I bought a lot of pastries." Qin Zhuo has been very busy lately. He seems to have a talent for dyeing cloth, and he can do the work of three people by himself. Father Song values him highly and even chatted with him until dawn.

Qin Zhuo dared not disobey his father-in-law and had not seen Xue Ci for two days.

My wife seems to have become even more beautiful.

Qin Zhuo got up and took the pastries out of the bag. He knew Xue Ci liked cleanliness; after returning home, she had washed her entire body with soap and washed her hands more than a dozen times.

At this moment, his whole body exuded a faint, clean aura.

He felt that only in this way could he be worthy of being by Xue Ci's side.

Qin Zhuo bought more than a dozen kinds of pastries, all of which Xue Ci liked. Knowing that Xue Ci had a small appetite, Qin Zhuo cut off a small piece of each one and also brewed some warm tea.

He wasn't actually very good at serving people, but doing these things seemed like a habit he had developed over time.

Xue Ci took a small sip, leaving some powder on her lips, which Qin Zhuo kissed off before she could lick it off.

The big dog seemed very excited; it was already erect.

Xue Ci: "..."

Qin Zhuo noticed Xue Ci's gaze, her cheeks flushed, and she said shyly, "It missed you too... but Xiao Ci, you don't need to pay attention to it."

Xue Ci her face away and said "Oh" in a nonchalant tone.

He then put another piece of pastry in his mouth; it was pink, soft, and moist, making one want to explore its flavor.

It'll only taste sweeter after you finish eating the pastries, right?

It's been so long since I've been intimate with my wife... Qin Zhuo's mind is filled with thoughts of sweet nothings, yet he dares not actually do them. It's as if he came back just for these things.

He likes Xue Ci, so he doesn't need to do these things.

It would be even better if we could do that.

Suppressing the heat in his heart, Qin Zhuo took out a purse from his clothes. The purse was embroidered by Xue Ci when she was bored. Apart from things in the kitchen, Xue Ci learned everything very quickly, even embroidery, which she mastered in half a day.

There was a lot of loose silver in his purse, all of which Qin Zhuo had earned through his recent hard work.

Xue Ci looked at the dark circles under his eyes and his bloodshot eyes, and her heart softened. "Keep it for yourself."

Qin Zhuo knew Xue Ci wasn't short of money, and he lowered his head, displeased.

This is what he earned; he only wants to give it to Xue Ci.

A husband should give all his money to his wife, shouldn't he?

Seeing that the dog in front of her was unhappy, Xue Ci put away the silver and returned the empty purse to him. "Alright, I'm short on clothes lately, so I'll keep this to buy some."

Sure enough, the swaying behind Qin Zhuo's ear started again. He was radiating heat, his skin burning hot with each sway. He sniffed the purse Xue Ci handed him, carefully stuffing it back into his chest. He leaned close to Xue Ci Xue Ci licked her neck twice, keenly noticing that the medicinal scent on her body had faded.

"Has my wife stopped taking her medicine lately?"

Xue Ci: "I drank it."

Qin Zhuo rubbed his firm nose against Xue Ci's skin, his nostrils filled with a sweet fragrance that made his scalp tingle with pleasure. "Did you still make this for me, brother?"

Xue Ci her head. "My mother made it for me."

Qin Zhuo wasn't stupid in some ways. For example, he noticed that the medicinal scent on Xue Ci had faded, perhaps because she hadn't been in contact with her older brother recently.

He doesn't have many redeeming qualities, except that his nose is more sensitive than a dog's; every day when he gets home, he sniffs Xue Ci from head to toe.

Some time ago, Xue Ci had a strong, unidentified scent on him; the faint medicinal smell came from Qin Wuzhen.

Occasionally, when he returned home during the day, he would see Qin Wuzhen by Xue Ci's side without exception.

Moreover, Xue Ci can't dress and wash herself, and I heard that Qin Wuzhen has been helping her with that lately.

Even someone as slow-witted as Qin Zhuo could sense that something was wrong.

There's a feeling that her husband's position is gradually being replaced by Qin Wuzhen.

Qin Zhuo felt a pang of panic at the thought. He really wanted to stay by Xue Ci's side and drive away those annoying stray dogs.

--This pack of dogs now includes Qin Wuzhen.

Qin Zhuo used to think that his elder brother was only interested in studying Confucian classics, but after spending so much time with Xue Ci Xue Ci, how could he not like her?

Impossible!

No one could dislike Xue Ci!

Qin Zhuo was completely powerless against Xue Ci's charm, and he felt that any man would feel the same way. Otherwise, why would Qin Wuzhen have stayed at the Song Family and patiently helped Xue Ci with such thoughtful tasks?

Moreover, he once saw Qin Wuzhen deliberately dressed very thinly, and his muscles could be vaguely seen underneath. He was definitely trying to seduce his wife into having an affair!

Yes! That's right, it has nothing to do with Xue Ci, it's entirely his older brother Qin Wuzhen's fault!

Qin Zhuo had no idea that he had inadvertently guessed the truth, but when he learned that Xue Ci no longer allowed Qin Wuzhen to serve him personally, he was overjoyed. He rubbed his face against Xue Ci's knee, his warmth even through several layers of fabric making the young man's thin skin blush.

"My lady..." the big dog began to whine and try to win him favor, "Next month is my birthday."

Xue Ci was stunned.

Time flies so fast; he didn't expect Qin Zhuo's birthday to arrive so soon.

He didn't remember the exact date of Qin Zhuo's birthday, but it was a crucial point in the plot—he had several portraits of Qin Wuzhen hidden in his drawer.

When Qin Zhuo discovered that he had come to confront him with the portrait, their steadily improving relationship plummeted. Qin Zhuo felt that he had never liked her, and that she was nothing more than a tool for a marriage of convenience to bring good luck, and was being used by him to meet his beloved. She was both angry and disappointed. He, feeling guilty towards Qin Zhuo and failing to see his own feelings clearly, took the initiative to propose a divorce.

Their relationship began with their birth charts and ended with their birth charts.

Such a dramatic thing happened on her birthday, Xue Ci felt a surge of guilt when she saw Qin Zhuo's bright eyes looking at her.

If you're not going to have a good birthday celebration, you might as well prepare a nice birthday gift.

*

Qin Zhuo never showed any longing for anything.

He didn't care about clothes or food, as if he could make do with anything.

The only one I like... Xue Ci coughed softly.

He wasn't a narcissistic person, but it seemed that Qin Zhuo only liked him at the moment.

Are you suggesting I give myself to them?

Xue Ci's toes curled up in embarrassment at this thought.

After giving up, he wandered around the streets again, looking for antiques worth buying. But as he wandered, he became attracted to some trinkets and ended up forgetting that he came to pick out a gift for Qin Zhuo, instead buying himself a bunch of useless things.

Xue Ci: "..."

He was angry with himself, and went home with a sullen face. As soon as he entered the yard, he ran into Qin Wuzhen.

Where did you go?

Qin Wuzhen naturally took the items from Xue Ci's hands, and then followed behind her at a leisurely pace.

Xue Ci hasn't been clinging to him much lately, but that was within his expectations.

Qin Wuzhen had already developed a thick skin. "Such a heavy thing, are you going out on the street alone?"

The implication was clear: Was she with another man? Who? Why didn't she invite me? Does she still love me after she came back?

Before, Xue Ci wouldn't have noticed, but now that he knew Qin Wuzhen had feelings for him, he felt incredibly uncomfortable.

He said coldly, "I went alone."

And he ignored Qin Wuzhen's seemingly casual remark, "You can call me next time you go."

He had been strolling around all afternoon and was exhausted, so he sat down to rest on a soft chair in the small garden.

Her eyelashes drooped, her cheeks were rosy and moist, and her lips bulged out slightly, pouting.

They look so good together.

Qin Wuzhen's eyelids twitched slightly. He stood up and came up behind Xue Ci: "Are your shoulders sore?"

"..."

Xue Ci still cowardly agreed.

Qin Wuzhen's massage technique was so comfortable. Anyway, he had been bullied so many times, it was only right to get some treats back now.

Xue Ci accepted the man's service with a clear conscience.

He must have found a really comfortable spot, because he squinted his eyes like a kitten, as if he was about to purr.

Qin Wuzhen smiled.

So cute.

I want to possess it even more.

Possessing both body and mind.

Xue Ci was completely unaware of Qin Wuzhen's thoughts and was still thinking about what gift to prepare for Qin Zhuo.

He lifted his eyelids and saw the colorful trinkets he had bought on the chair next to him, which increasingly resembled an oil painting.

Xue Ci's eyes lit up.

He seemed to know what gift to prepare for Qin Zhuo.

*

The Song Family's business hasn't been as busy lately.

Qin Zhuo had a two-day holiday. He went home, washed himself thoroughly, and then went to Xue Ci's room.

"My wife?"

Xue Ci was not there.

The room was empty. A maid came and told him that Xue Ci gone to the street with Madam Liu.

Qin Zhuo prepared to sit obediently in the courtyard and wait for someone to return.

Just as I was leaving, my eyes inadvertently caught sight of a drawer.

That drawer was always locked before, and it contained Xue Ci's personal belongings. He was curious, but he was never afraid of upsetting Xue Ci, so he never asked about it.

That drawer has been frequently opened lately. At first, she would lock it, but later Xue Ci probably figured no one was going through it, so she stopped locking it.

It wasn't even completely sealed yet.

Qin Zhuo was itching to make a move.

He knew Xue Ci had been preparing a gift for him recently, and she was acting suspiciously. As soon as she saw him, she immediately put the gift into the drawer, thinking she had kept it a secret.

Thinking of Xue Ci's little expression back then, Qin Zhuo raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

His gift should be in that drawer.

Qin Zhuo felt as if ants were crawling on her body, and slowly moved to the drawer.

He was either peeking or going over to close the drawer.

Qin Zhuo, deceiving himself, happily approached.

However, upon seeing what was in the drawer, his expression instantly froze—

Why is there a portrait of her eldest brother in Xue Ci's drawer?

Could it be...?

At that moment, Qin Zhuo's vision went black, and he almost lost his balance.

His body stiffened as he fully opened the drawer, his fingers trembling violently, desperately wanting to prove his idea wrong.

But the clearer the picture, the more suffocating the truth becomes.

It is a portrait of Qin Wuzhen.

There are several.

Qin Zhuo completely, his blood running cold.

Does Xue Ci actually like her older brother?

So... is he going to be abandoned?

Author's Note:

Xiao Ci thought that Qin Ergou, after the misunderstanding, felt: used, angry, furious, and disappointed.

The real Qin Ergou: Waaaaah, don't leave me! I'm good at licking and serving you! Waaaaah!