"For you, it may be a matter of title, but for me it's not."
Xie Qingxuan looked at Jiang Huailu and said very calmly and clearly.
Jiang Huairu felt more aggrieved at first, aggrieved that his love and care for so many years had not been responded to.
He was so clear-cut, why didn't she care about her own feelings at all?
But when Xie Qingxuan questioned him, he felt guilty.
All the efforts he made were his own choices. What does it have to do with her?
When he guarded her so carefully before, wasn't it because he was afraid that she would be uneasy and hate him if she found out about his intentions?
I've been here for so many years, why am I suddenly so impatient.
Jiang Huailu stood there with guilt and annoyance on his face.
But in addition to his guilty conscience and annoyance, Xie Qingxuan's calmness made him feel even more uneasy.
She was neither annoyed nor panicked, she was actually so calm.
Only when you don't care and are unmoved can you show such calmness.
Jiang Huairu lowered his head and looked at Xie Qingxuan cautiously.
Obviously he is taller, more mature, and more stable, but he is so embarrassed at the moment.
Outsiders thought that he responded to her every request, and that Xie Qingxuan was the treasure that he held in his arms and cherished.
Only Jiang Huailu knew that from beginning to end, between him and Xie Qingxuan, he was the child begging for love and longing for a hug.
When he was a child, when he went to 'steal' Xie Qingxuan out of the house, it was never because of some phoenix fate or a divination.
He came to the Xie family to study to escape for his life, to seek refuge, and to flee in a hurry after his mother failed in a battle with Concubine Lu.
Otherwise, what mother would be willing to separate two places with her young child? Which child likes to stay under someone else's roof and watch other people's family reunions while he or she lingers on the sickbed?
At the age of seven or eight, he is suffering from ailments. It is good to be alive, but he has so many ambitions.
He just envied Xie Qingxuan.
I envy the little girl who is held in the palm of everyone's hands. She is happy every day and always has the cleanest smile on her face. It seems that being close to her can make you happy.
Xie Qingxuan did give him half of her happiness, just like half of the chestnut cake, half of the candy man, and half of the time.
Even Xie Yujian and Xie Yushu didn't have her biological eldest brother, Xie Qingxuan only gave it to him.
The medicine was too bitter, and the growth of a down-and-out prince was too painful. He could only hold on to the sweetness closest to him.
So when she grew up and said, 'I can't go out with you anymore,' he asked her to treat him as his brother without even thinking about it.
He couldn't care so much, he wanted to catch her every moment he could.
But now, he couldn't catch her.
There was a steady flow of pedestrians behind them. Xie Qingxuan and Jiang Huailu stood in front of the carriage in silence for a long time. Jiang Huailu didn't know what to say, and Xie Qingxuan was thinking about how to speak.
After knowing each other for eleven years, the two of them had never been so silent.
"I need some time..." Xie Qingxuan opened her mouth.
"Cough-cough-"
But before Xie Qingxuan finished speaking, Jiang Huailu started coughing while stroking his heart.
He hunched over and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough out his heart.
If you can cough it up and let her take a look, that's fine.
"Can't you try another trick? You've stopped taking the medicine a long time ago." Xie Qingxuan said helplessly.
Jiang Huairu shook his head, frowned, and said pitifully: "The old illness has healed, but the wound has not healed completely. It hurts."
Xie Qingxuan stepped forward to help him, "Want it to be smooth?"
Jiang Huairu was stunned, a little surprised, and subconsciously grabbed her ears and sleeves, leaning on her shoulders habitually, "If I don't waste your time, I'll be fine."
Xie Qingxuan showed a helpless expression, and then skillfully reached out to touch his heart, soothing him up and down, and finished what he had not finished.
"I'm very good at being other people's sister, obediently accepting your favor, and staying with you innocently. But being a sister is different from being a partner..."
Xie Qingxuan was very grateful to Xu Nian, who helped her confirm her feelings more clearly.
"I need some time to confirm whether I can shoulder the responsibility of being your wife..."
Xie Qingxuan said this with her head lowered and her face red. Her voice was not loud, but every word was very clear.
It was clear that every word of the voice fell on Jiang Huailu's ears, but his first reaction was - did he hear it wrong?
His pupils suddenly dilated, and his heartbeat also missed half a beat.
What did he hear?
what did she say? wife?
Be his wife?
How could she say these two words so calmly? Does she know how much of a compliment these two words are to him?
The emperor's declaration that he was the 'prince' was not as impactful as these two words.
"Cough cough cough——"
Jiang Huailu coughed again, this time it was a real cough, but it was not because of pain, but because of uncontrollable excitement.
"Xiaojiu, can you stop breathing heavily when you speak?"
It scared him to death.
He really thought she didn't want him anymore.
What he was thinking about was the worst outcome. Xie Qingxuan would not accept him, and then return to Huaizhou and never see him again. And he could no longer coax her like he did when he was a child, so he could only let her leave.
This was not the result he wanted, so he subconsciously wanted to interrupt her.
As long as she didn't say it, it didn't happen, and there was still a chance.
If it didn't work...he would go back.
Go back and be her 'adopted brother'. As long as he can protect her, it doesn't matter what his identity is.
At that moment, he was really heartbroken, like a prisoner waiting for trial.
But...his Xiaojiu, she actually gave him such a big surprise.
Xie Qingxuan pushed Jiang Huailu away, why did he still blame her?
It was him who pretended to be sick before she could finish her words, acting like a fool.
Jiang Huailu was pushed away, and he took the initiative to stick to him again, like a mangy dog.
He smiled like a blooming peach blossom and looked sideways at Xie Qingxuan.
Xie Qingxuan's face was a little blushing, but she looked calm.
"Xiaojiu, how can you be so calm?"
Jiang Huailu felt a little unbalanced.
His heartbeat has not slowed down yet, and Xie Xiaojiu seems to be fine.
Xie Qingxuan didn't know why he was so calm. Maybe all the panic in his life was spent on the day he was seriously injured and couldn't wake up. After experiencing life and death, some things seemed to have changed overnight.
It may also be because she is convinced that Jiang Huairu will always be there, no matter what his identity is, he will always be there.
Just like when she was a child, no matter when she went to see him, if she called 'Brother Alu', Jiang Huailu would definitely answer her call.
Among the many brothers, Jiang Huailu was the one who responded to her the fastest and most promptly.
"There's nothing to panic. Won't you follow me no matter what I say?" Xie Qingxuan raised her head and said very proudly.
Jiang Huairu turned his head and looked at the people around him.
The lights all over the city are not as dazzling as her.
From now on, the Lantern Festival is his favorite festival.
The Lantern Festival Lantern Festival is also his favorite gathering.
Jiang Huairu smiled, took Xie Qingxuan's hand, and said cheerfully: "Let's go, my cousin will buy you a lantern."
