Ink Burns

Chapter 149 Returning the Jade to Zhao
The astonishment on Xue Xiao's face was not concealed and was revealed directly to everyone.

It doesn't look like acting.

Like the real thing.

The slanted thick eyebrows, the suddenly enlarged pupils, and the slightly opened diamond-shaped lips are vivid and natural, just like a lotus emerging from clear water, without any natural embellishment.

Shan Yue sighed: He is worthy of being the Unfilial Bird-sama who succeeds in everything he does. He even performs so well in the exhibition match. His strength should not be underestimated.

The spectators fell silent.

Grandma Liang twisted and turned on the spot, wondering whether she should move closer and try again, or continue to keep her distance from this idiot.

After all, although this fork is stupid, it has very good luck!

Xue Laojiu's unstressed Zhenjiang dialect sounded at the right moment, trying to make the final decision: "My nephew, now that your wife has an heir, she should do more good deeds. In my opinion, why not take this opportunity to bury Zhu in the ancestral tomb of our Xue family? I don't ask for a grand funeral, but at least we can ensure that her incense will continue to be passed down after her death!"

Shan Yue's slender body is like a helpless, pitiful willow branch, with its drooping neck stretched out long like a bottle of snow-white and fragile jade.

Shanyue stroked her belly with one hand and supported her back with the other. She lowered her eyes secretly, and soon she saw two balls of wet mist on the ground.

Xue Xiao's eyes involuntarily fell on the two balls of mist, and then he slowly raised his gaze, his eyes deep and restrained.

The notorious censor in the court had an obvious flash of pity and pity in his eyes.

Mrs. Liang: Tsk tsk tsk.

Sure enough, no matter how crazy a dog is, sooner or later it will find a bone it likes to chew, even if it is a stupid and naive bone.

Madam Liang Er straightened up, shook her back energetically, supported herself with her elbows, turned smoothly, and leaned towards Shan Yue affectionately.

"Let me ask you, do you really want Zhu to be buried in the ancestral temple?" Xue Xiao's voice was filled with anger.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Shan Yue, and they held their breath, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Shan Yue looked up in confusion, with two lines of tears hanging on her pointed chin, like dewdrops threatening to fall on a lotus leaf: "I, I don't know. How can I decide where the Madam should go? I just don't want the Madam's body to rot in the coffin."

The woman from the Zhu family who came from Zhenjiang Prefecture was Zhu's eldest sister-in-law. Seeing that the situation had changed dramatically because of this gentle and docile woman, she took decisive action and seized the opportunity, saying, "The weather is getting hot. I'm afraid that her body will be eaten by maggots all the way back to Zhenjiang Prefecture! Even if she has a thousand faults, she is still your cigar!"

Xue Xiao seemed to be oblivious to the noise in the background. He just stared at Shan Yue and asked in a deep voice, "What will you do if I don't respond?"

"I, I, I, I don't know. I hope you agree."

"Do you know that once Zhu is buried, I will have to observe a three-year mourning period? After three years, whether there will still be a place for me in the court is uncertain. Perhaps my career will be ruined from now on, and there will be no possibility of making a comeback."

Shan Yue was startled, looked up in astonishment, and stammered: "I, I"

As if she was suddenly defeated by something, Shan Yue's tears burst out again, and she opened her right hand to cover her flat belly: "My stomach hurts. Qishu, my stomach hurts!"

Shanyue's left hand unconsciously stretched out, like a drowning person reaching out of the water, frantically asking for help.

Xue Xiao's eyes were fixed on that cold, white, celadon-like wrist. Without any hesitation, he took a step forward, raised his arm and grasped Shan Yue's wrist in his palm.

My wrists felt like they were burning.

No pain.

But it's hot.

Very hot very hot.

Shan Yue was stunned, and even forgot to cry. After being stunned, he couldn't help but admire: He is indeed a powerful and unfilial bird! His reactions in the scenes are the same as those of the leading actors! So smooth! So unexpected! So pleasing to the eye!
Shan Yue was dragged into a hot and hard embrace by a huge force, and then her legs were lifted into the air, and a solid and hot arm firmly supported her entire center of gravity.

Shan Yue was held horizontally in Xue Xiao's arms. "Go get the doctor!" Xue Xiao strode forward and said, "Go get Doctor Cheng from Xiangshui Lane. He is the one my wife usually uses!"

Walking past Master Xue Jiu, Xue Xiao pursed his lips tightly, his face was ashen, and he looked straight ahead, as if he was trying his best to endure something: "Do whatever you want."

After a pause, Xue Xiao lowered his eyebrows and sneered: "For three generations of the Xue family, my grandfather became a widower at the age of 25, and no women came near him. He neither remarried nor took concubines. Xue Changfeng married Zhu against all odds, and he also had no concubines—" He seemed to mock himself: "It's all fate. As a human being, you have to accept your fate."

After saying this, he carried Shanyue horizontally out of the mourning hall and turned into the straight corridor.

"Put your arms around my neck—"

The sound is very light.

Shanyue thought he had heard it wrong and subconsciously said "Huh?"

Xue Xiao lowered his chin, and his lips brushed past Shan Yue's earlobe. His voice was low, like a drum covered with a thick gauze: "I said, you have to put your arms around my neck - they are still watching."

Shan Yue hurriedly reached out and hugged Xue Xiao's neck.

The cold fingertips touched the fatal meridian on his neck, as if pinching his vital point.

Xue Xiao's throat moved violently, and it took him a moment to calm down.

"Bury your head on my shoulder." Xue Xiao spoke softly again.

Shan Yue was still a little confused.

"She hugged his neck and cried, letting her tears soak into the crook of his neck - no man can resist the sobbing of his beloved girl." Xue Xiao explained.

Shan Yue suddenly realized, and his respect for Xue Xiao went up a level: comprehensive! Too comprehensive! He performed well, and as a teacher, he could give some pointers! Authoritative! He is indeed an outstanding unfilial bird!

Shan Yue did as she was told and buried her head gently in Xue Xiao's shoulder. The cold scent of pine and the man's unconcealable warmth filled her nose.

Shan Yue suddenly shrank his neck uncomfortably.

Xue Xiao raised the corners of his lips slightly and whispered, "Why did a child suddenly appear out of nowhere?"

She could also help Xue Xiao maintain his reputation as a lovelorn man, but the appearance of a child would make it more reasonable to force Xue Xiao to submit.

Shan Yue's forehead was pressed against the cloth on his shoulder, and she raised her lips silently: "Maybe it was the inspiration from the nutritious food that Su Mama and Er Niang stewed for me every day, such as soybean pig's trotters and crucian carp soup."

Xue Xiao had a bright smile on his face: "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it in the future - is the mutton from Tianxianglou okay?"

"Not bad." The person in his arms said in a muffled voice, "It warms me up after eating it."

"That's good." Xue Xiao ended the conversation with three short words, but his eyes swept across Shan Yue's hair as if planned - he had already noticed that she was wearing the gold, jade, aquamarine and emerald plum blossom hairpin left by her mother, Su.

"This hairpin suits you very well." Xue Xiao said softly.

She understood the meaning of this hairpin, so she chose to wear it when she went to meet Princess Jing'an.

Xue Xiao felt an irrepressible joy rising from deep within his heart.

The person in my arms is always quiet.

After a long while, Shan Yue whispered, "Yes, but it doesn't belong to me."

"When the alliance expires, I will definitely return it intact to Zhao."

Xue Xiao: Can’t you make me happy for more than three minutes? ? ?