Chapter Ninety-Eight: I Have No Feelings for Him
Song Yichen's wind chill slowly improved, but he was making excuses to stay in Wen Xiaoluo's room every day. Now he and Xia Lingxin have become relatives, although both of them are young, but there are not a few royal nobles who marry at such a young age. According to the etiquette, Song Yichen should have the same room with Xia Lingxin. But from the time of getting married to the present, Song Yichen has never stepped into the room except for that night. And Xia Lingxin almost never saw him again.
In a few days it will be Song Yichen's birthday, and the Song Mansion will definitely do it. So in recent days, the Song Mansion has basically been busy with Song Yichen's birthday, Song Yichen is not there, and Wen Xiaoluo is also idle. thought that there would be no more intersection with Xia Lingxin, but she took the initiative to find the door by herself.
"Miss, ma'am...... Here it comes. At that time, Wen Xiaoluo was looking at the art of war, and when he heard Zhu'er's words, his eyebrows frowned, and he let Xia Lingxin come in without much thought.
Zhu'er opened the door, and Xia Lingxin slowly entered. Today, she is wearing a lotus-colored dress with a few begonias embroidered with silver thread, and the style is simple and generous. She wore an apricot-colored cloak on her body, and her skin was like snow, a great beauty.
If it were elsewhere, it might not be much for the two to meet. But they all knew in their hearts that they met because of Song Yichen.
Now Wen Xiaoluo's obsession with Song Yichen has been put down, so he is much calmer when facing Xia Lingxin. Pointing to the stool next to him, he said, "Madame do." ”
Xia Lingxin pursed her lips and smiled at Wen Xiaoluo, and sat down naturally and generously.
"What's the matter with Madame coming to me?"
"It's nothing, it's just that I'm idle and have nothing to do, so I'll come and sit here with my sister." Xia Lingxin said and looked around quietly with a pair of eyes, and found that only Wen Xiaoluo was in the room, and a touch of gloom flashed in her eyes.
"Song Yichen went out to run errands." Wen Xiaoluo can see it at a glance, to be honest, Xia Lingxin is more simple and ignorant than Wen Xiaoluo's previous life to hide her heart, what she thinks, even Wen Xiaoluo can see it at a glance. With such a temperament, he will definitely be eaten and wiped clean by Song Yichen in the future.
"It's not all about coming to see my husband, but I mainly want to talk to my sister. I just came to Songfu. There are not many people who are familiar with it, and after thinking about it, it is still the most suitable for my sister, so I want to talk to my sister more and exchange feelings. Xia Lingxin didn't say all polite words. When she first arrived, she was indeed unfamiliar with many places in the Song Mansion. Talking to Wen Xiaoluo more, not only to relieve boredom, but also to know something about Song Yichen.
Wen Xiaoluo looked at Xia Lingxin's appearance and sighed. She's just a kid now. Xia Lingxin is much older than her. Such a sigh is quite a bit of a teenager and an old man, and it feels a little nondescript, but when you look closely, you feel very harmonious, which is really strange.
"I can't figure it out, you shouldn't have seen Song Yichen before, why do you like him so much now?" Wen Xiaoluo's straightforwardness made Xia Lingxin blush, her eyes dodged, and she was even embarrassed to look at Wen Xiaoluo again. Seeing this, Xiaoluo immediately regretted what he said just now, Xia Lingxin is such a beautiful lady. Raised in the boudoir since childhood, every word and deed is everyone's beautiful style. She used to be in the military camp since she was a child, and she was completely different from Xia Lingxin. In this way, it is strange that Xia Lingxin is not shy.
Wen Xiaoluo didn't know what to say for a while, what she was not good at was dealing with a delicate woman like Xia Lingxin. The atmosphere instantly became a little awkward, but just when Wen Xiaoluo thought that Xia Lingxin would not speak, she spoke.
"I don't know why...... It was only when I saw my husband that I realized that he was the person I was waiting for. Xia Lingxin didn't say much, but a simple sentence was full of love, like the original Wencheng......
Wen Xiaoluo's hand at his side trembled uncontrollably. She looked at Xia Lingxin, and she had the illusion that the person in front of her was her at the beginning...... She even had a faint premonition that Xia Lingxin would repeat her mistakes in the future...... Feelings are like a double-edged sword. It can protect people, but it can also hurt people. Wen Xiaoluo has a good impression of Xia Lingxin...... So I don't want her to be who she is......
"Song Yichen and I are not what you think, at least...... I have no feelings for him. Wen Xiaoluo's tone was not salty or light when he said this, as if he was saying something insignificant.
Xia Lingxin looked at Wen Xiaoluo in disbelief, in her heart, Song Yichen is such an excellent person, Wen Xiaoluo should like him. How could it not be liked. Xiao Mo behind Xia Lingxin was also the same, looking at Wen Xiaoluo's eyes full of suspicion.
Wen Xiaoluo saw that neither of them believed it, so he had to say with a straight face: "I really don't like Song Yichen, I don't ...... it at all" Wen Xiaoluo didn't say anything more, only to see her calm eyes glance behind Xia Lingxin. I don't know when Song Yichen appeared outside the door, looking straight at Wen Xiaoluo with a pair of dark and bottomless eyes. I can't see his angry face on weekdays, and everyone can feel his hidden anger at this time.
"Don't like ......?" It seems to be saying that Wen Xiaoluo is also saying it to himself, and he doesn't like the three words being chewed repeatedly by Song Yichen. Immediately, I saw Song Yichen chuckling, looking at Wen Xiaoluo's expression as if he was about to cry. Wen Xiaoluo lowered his eyes, thinking that Song Yichen would come over and want to kill her like in his previous life. But when I saw his expression as if he was about to cry, his heart, which was no longer the slightest wave, was slightly tingling at the moment......
"Husband......" Xia Lingxin stood up at this moment, and when she saw Song Yichen's appearance, she couldn't help but call out worriedly.
Song Yichen ignored Xia Lingxin, just took a deep look at Wen Xiaoluo, turned around and left with some unsteady steps. Seeing this, Xia Lingxin hurriedly said goodbye to Wen Xiaoluo, and chased after Song Yichen with the hem of her skirt......
In an instant, only Wen Xiaoluo was left in the huge room. Zhu'er stood at the door, looking at Wen Xiaoluo worriedly. She originally thought that Wen Xiaoluo had Song Yichen in her heart, but when she heard her words with her own ears...... only to find out that a qiē is not what she thought...... What I am most afraid of is that after paying a qiē, the person I love deeply still has no feelings for me, just like Wen Xiaoluo is to Song Yichen now...... Later they ......
"Miss, ......" Zhu'er hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but speak.
"I'm fine, you go out, I'll take a rest......" Wen Xiaoluo finished speaking, then turned around and walked towards the bed. A qiē looks no different than usual...... (To be continued.) )