"You're out."
Ning Jiuwei heard the crisp sound of the pearl screen, sat on the bed, holding a book, and spoke without raising her head.
Di Qingchen nodded slightly. At this time, he was wearing a plain thin shirt, with slightly curved lips. He looked like a handsome young man, classical and elegant, with ink-like hair reaching to his waist, and meaningful eyebrows.
"What are you looking at?"
As Di Qingchen spoke, he sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the book Ning Jiuwei held in his amber eyes, and asked.
Hearing the words coming from his ears, Ning Jiu slightly raised his eyes, and the tip of his nose was filled with an elegant fragrance like ink orchid. He raised his hand and handed the book to Di Qingchen, and said: "Biography of Women."
"..."
After hearing Ning Jiuwei's words, Di Qingchen frowned slightly, lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at the book in his hand.
In his memory, Ning Jiuwei had always been an unconventional person who never cared about anyone's opinions and did whatever he wanted. How could he suddenly fall in love with "The Biography of Women", which was more female than "Nvjie".
Di Qingchen raised his hand and gently touched the cover of the book. His fingers were as slender as jade. The dark blue cover was so beautiful that no one could take it away at a glance.
"Biography of Women"...
Could it be that Ning Jiuwei was using this book to reflect on him, or on herself? If she wanted to imitate the chaste and virtuous woman in this book, she would not marry him even if she died.
When he thought of this possibility, Di Qingchen's heart was like a knife twisting, cooking on the fire. Qin Lin actually allowed her to do this. Where did she want to put him? Now, he He is her husband, a legitimate husband.
"Jiu Wei, don't read these things in the future. You are the queen of Daliang. You should be the maker of these rules, not the learner."
Di Qingchen said, took the book to the wedding candle, quickly lit it, and put it in the brazier. In an instant, it was reduced to ashes, which also showed his attitude.
Looking at Di Qingchen's actions, Ning Jiuwei did not stop him. After the book was burned, he chuckled and said, "What's the use of burning the book? I keep the rules in my heart. Is it possible?" My heart was ripped out.”
"You have to know that from now on, whether in name or in reality, I am your legitimate husband. Even if you want to learn from me, the person you are loyal to should be me." Di Qingchen took a deep breath. tone, looking at Ning Jiuwei and said.
Ning Jiu smiled, nodded and said: "I never said it wasn't you. If you die, I will follow you immediately. What do you think?"
After listening to Ning Jiuwei's words, Di Qingchen's eyes flashed with a cold light. Finally, he glanced at the red pillow behind Ning Jiuwei, which then turned into a bright galaxy. He shook his head and said, "If I die, you should also take good care of yourself." You have to live, and when that time comes, I won’t be able to see you anymore. If you find someone you like, you don’t have to tell me, just get married.”
"Really?" Ning Jiuwei didn't expect Di Qingchen to say this, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was only for a moment.
"Jiuwei, I love you, I have always loved you."
Di Qingchen suddenly came closer to less than half an inch away from Ning Jiuwei. Both of them could feel each other's breathing and look into each other's eyes, reflecting their own figures. Neither of them moved for a moment.
After half a stick of incense was gone, Ning Jiuwei reacted and pushed Di Qingchen away. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, which was very obvious. Obviously, Di Qingchen also saw it, but he just deceived himself and others. Nothing happened.
Seeing that the night had darkened and the red candles were halfway through, Di Qingchen chuckled softly and said, "Jiu Wei, it's getting late. Go get some rest early."
Ning Jiuwei's eyes narrowed slightly and she saw Di Qingchen lying next to her undressed. Her tense nerves relaxed a little, and she lay down on her side. However, her hand unconsciously reached under the pillow, tightly Holding on to the sharp silver hairpin.
"Jiuwei, will you kill me?"
Di Qingchen suddenly spoke in Ning Jiuwei's ear, his amber eyes showing unprecedented calmness in the dark night.
These words fell in Ning Jiuwei's ears, making her whole body stiff. Did he find out? It was impossible. If he found out, even if he didn't kill her, he would definitely take away her weapon.
"Jiu Wei, tell me, can you do it?" Di Qingchen kept asking like a persistent child.
"I'm already married to you." Ning Jiuwei said, turning sideways.
At this time, Ning Jiuwei didn't see the disappointment flashing in her eyes and the bitterness on her lips after she turned around.
The center of Ning Jiuwei's mind was in turmoil. While he was deep in thought, he felt a hand sinking on his waist. The owner of these hands, without even thinking, must be Di Qingchen's.
"Just once, I just want to hold you in my arms. I won't do anything. Just trust me once, okay." Di Qingchen's voice was long and calm.
Ning Jiuwei retracted her hand that was already on his, but her stiff body betrayed her resistance at this time.
Di Qingchen smiled and felt Ning Jiuwei's breath of orchid grass. He closed his eyes and remained silent until his breathing gradually became even.
"Why do you think the candle is so hot, and countless moths always fly towards it and destroy themselves?"
Just when Ning Jiuwei thought Di Qingchen had fallen asleep, Di Qingchen behind him suddenly asked quietly.
Ning Jiuwei had no intention of thinking about this and said perfunctorily: "I don't know."
"Perhaps it's stupid. If you do something you know you can't do, isn't it just stupid?" Di Qingchen chuckled lightly and said.
"Yes." Ning Jiu nodded slightly and held the hairpin's hand a little tighter.
Di Qingchen paused and spoke again: "The candlelight is very hot, and it is also very warm. Maybe this is the reason why the moth does not care about any cost. He has lived in a cold environment for long enough, and finally there is a touch of warmth. So what? I will give up, so even if it costs my life, I am willing to exchange it for a moment of warmth."
Hearing these words, Ning Jiuwei finally turned around uncontrollably, frowned and said, "Do you know something?"
"What do you want me to know?" Di Qingchen looked at Ning Jiuwei and suddenly smiled, as if the spring breeze in February was extremely warm.
Ning Jiuwei stared at Di Qingchen closely, trying to see something in his eyes, but finally gave up, shook her head and said: "It's nothing, I just think you talked a bit too much today and it was a bit strange. "
"I just want you to understand that fifteen years ago, you shouldn't have saved me. You saved a devil and ruined your entire life. So, do you regret it?" Di Qingchen asked.