mesbooks Chapter 168: In the end, is she worried about the hairpin or the person who gave it to her?
Chapter 168: In the end, is she worried about the hairpin or the person who gave it to her?
Su Yingxue wanted to cry but had no tears. She tightly grasped the handle of the lantern with her right hand. Her fingertips had turned white from holding the handle. She looked at the man sitting on her couch with an expressionless face, but her heart was wailing.
Didn’t she instruct Taxue and Qin Dong to do everything they could to trip him up?
Ten days or half a month is best, and the longer the better!
How come it's only been one day and he's hauntingly appeared in her room again!
Su Yingxue's face was pale, bloodless. Her big, bright eyes were fixed on Chu Xingchen's direction. She was thinking that if she had known he was in the house, she should not have returned to her room tonight.
When Su Yingxue looked at Chu Xingchen, there was only deep fear in her eyes, fear that came from the bottom of her heart.
In her heart, she felt that Chu Xingchen was overbearing, unreasonable, paranoid, and often bullied her regardless of her wishes.
Therefore, whenever she saw Chu Xingchen, Su Yingxue's heart seemed to be stretched tight, as if facing a formidable enemy, and she dared not relax at all.
"Brother..."
Su Yingxue tried to make her voice sound calm, suppressing all her worries deep in her heart. She tried to keep her face calm, even forcing a smile, and asked him softly.
"Brother, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet? I was thinking of looking for my sister..."
Chu Xingchen looked up at her, saw the stiff smile on her beautiful face, and sighed softly. He felt that Su Yingxue must have been scared by her radical behavior that day.
"Sister, I haven't slept yet. Why did you come back to the room just now?" Chu Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Sister, thank you for your hard work in applying medicine for Xingchen..."
Chu Xingchen spoke in a low voice as he extended his hand and handed over a porcelain vase. He was a handsome young man with a slightly pale face. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yingxue.
The boy's eyes were bright but also a little tired. Bright because he saw the girl he had always dreamed of. Weary because he faced the setbacks and difficulties every day.
Su Yingxue looked at the young man and sighed in her heart. He was even a few years younger than her, but the responsibilities he carried were much heavier than hers.
Suddenly, Su Yingxue understood the boy.
He probably didn't want to show the sword wounds and scars on his body to others, but now, he wanted to show them to her so that she could help heal his wounds.
He was still a young man, but because of the hardships of survival, he was forced to be so cautious and careful at every step.
Perhaps it was because Chu Xingchen understood that only if he planned for himself and carefully planned every step, could Chu Xingchen find a chance of survival on that difficult and dangerous road.
In the end, Su Yingxue just took the porcelain bottle silently.
"Brother, take off your clothes. I'll apply the medicine for you." Su Yingxue sighed. After all, she couldn't stand being angry with a young man.
Su Yingxue put herself in Chu Xingchen's shoes. When she was Chu Xingchen's age, why did she have to work so hard and scheme to survive in the world?
She finally felt pity for him.
Because she was born under the red flag, the sun is shining and everything goes well.
She couldn't empathize with his past; she hadn't had that experience.
But Su Yingxue hoped that one day she could pull the young man out of the swamp he once was in.
She wanted him to be like a young man, basking in the sun, running freely, not busy with trivial matters every day, but doing things that make him happy.
Live the life that a nobleman in Grand Kyoto should have at his age.
On a bright spring day, you can ride a horse, leaving no dust behind, and gallop like a shooting star.
At the spring banquet, I recited poems, composed couplets, and painted with like-minded people.
I even hope that he can see some beautiful flowers at the right age and meet the love of his heart.
That's what a young man looks like.
Youth is only once in life, and time is gone forever. If it is lost, there will be no youth again in life.
But Chu Xingchen is so old-fashioned, even more meticulous and old-fashioned than her, the eldest princess.
"Sister, why are you sighing?" Chu Xingchen asked in a low voice.
"It's nothing. I just thought that brother should have his own life." Su Yingxue carefully bandaged every wound on him, and even the most serious cut on his back. She changed the bandage and the wound medicine, and bandaged it carefully.
"Sister," Chu Xingchen looked up and saw her squatting on the footboard in front of the bed, tying the bandage for him.
Su Yingxue ignored him and just tied the knot in his hand. After doing all this, she washed her hands, turned and walked out of the inner room, threw the bloody bandages into the brazier, and burned all traces.
Chu Xingchen dressed and emerged, dressed in a dark black robe, his dark hair pinned with a jade hairpin. It was also a full-green jadeite hairpin with cloud patterns, the same style he'd bought for her. One for him, one for her, a perfect match.
"Sister..."
Chu Xingchen's eyes dimmed when he saw the white jade hairpin in her hair. He was unhappy that she wasn't wearing the gold hairpin he had given her, nor was he happy that she wasn't wearing the green jade hairpin with cloud patterns.
He reached out and plucked the white jade hairpin pinned on her hair. He lowered his head to look at it, but a cold tone came out of his mouth, "Sister, why don't you wear the jade hairpin that Xingchen bought for you?"
Chu Xingchen said this coldly when she turned around and tried to reach out to take back the white jade hairpin in his hand in panic.
Chu Xingchen's eyes instantly turned cold as he raised his hand to hold the jade hairpin high. He was already more than half a head taller than her, with long arms and legs, and now, with this high lift, Su Yingxue couldn't reach the white jade hairpin even though she jumped up and down.
"Sister, why are you so nervous about this white jade hairpin?" Chu Xingchen's eyes turned cold, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. She didn't wear the jade hairpin he gave her. He just wanted to take a look at this hairpin, but she was so nervous?
In the end, is she worried about the hairpin or the person who gave it to her?
"Brother," Su Yingxue was speechless when she heard that.
She was too anxious just now, so she revealed her thoughts too early.
Chu Xingchen is different from her. He has been struggling to survive in the deep palace since he was a child. He understands people's hearts very well and can read people's expressions.
If there was even the slightest flaw in her words or actions, she would easily lose the initiative in front of him.
"Brother..." Su Yingxue forced herself to calm down. She couldn't lose her composure like this.
It’s just a white jade hairpin, she told herself.
"Brother, this hairpin..."
Su Yingxue whispered, explaining, "I've gotten used to wearing this hairpin for a while now. It matches my dress perfectly. If I don't wear it for a while, I won't be used to it."
Su Yingxue forced a smile and coaxed him softly, "Brother, you're a boy, so you naturally won't wear a woman's hairpin. Why don't you give it back to me?"
Chu Xingchen's eyes turned cold when he heard this.