Chapter 82: I’ll Kill Him!

Yaya didn’t understand why “if Sister Qinger knew Big Brother fed Sister Nongqin medicine, she would never see Big Brother again.”

But… in order to see Big Brother every day, and in order to eat the Coke Chicken Wings and Lollipops Big Brother made every day…

Yaya decided that she definitely wouldn’t tell anyone about this!

Hmm! No matter how Sister Qinger asked, Yaya wouldn’t say anything.

“Big Brother! Don’t worry! Yaya definitely won’t tell Sister Qinger!” Yaya said seriously, clutching her little pink fists.

“Mhm, Yaya is very obedient.” Lin Xun rubbed Yaya’s little head.

If Lin Xun didn’t rub Yaya’s head for half a quarter of an hour, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

Yaya squinted her eyes, rubbing against Lin Xun’s palm.

Seeing Yaya’s happy appearance and Lin Xun’s large hand, Jiang Nongqin’s eyes shifted.

Is it comfortable to have Your Highness rub your head? I also wish Your Highness would treat me like that.

“Miss Jiang, please excuse my familiarity.”

Just as Jiang Nongqin was fantasizing about Young Master rubbing her head, holding him, and pressing her cheek against his chest, she felt a large hand reach behind her back.

Lin Xun’s broad palm made Jiang Nongqin’s body tremble slightly.

So a man’s hand is that big? And it felt like stone, yet so warm… Soon, Lin Xun helped Jiang Nongqin sit up.

Lin Xun wrapped his entire arm around Jiang Nongqin’s soft, fragrant shoulder. Jiang Nongqin didn’t know where to put her hands, so she clenched them into small fists and held them to her chest.

Her head rested in his embrace, and the girl breathed softly, smelling his scent.

For Jiang Nongqin, this was the first time she had been so close to Your Highness.

She could feel Your Highness’s warmth, and she could see every one of Your Highness’s eyelashes—they were so long… “Miss Jiang, please open your mouth.”

“Ah, mm.” Nong Qin snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushed hot, and her heart began to race… Lin Xun had Yaya gently blow on the medicine to cool it, then carefully brought the medicine bowl to her lips.

Every small sip she took, Lin Xun’s large hand holding the medicine bowl would tilt slightly.

After she finished the bowl of medicine, Lin Xun lowered Jiang Nongqin and helped pull the quilt over her.

Lying back down in the quilt, the girl’s cheeks were completely flushed.

Resting in Your Highness’s embrace, with Your Highness holding her shoulder, and Your Highness feeding her medicine little by little.

Everything felt like a dream.

But the faint bitter taste of medicine lingering on her tongue told her that Your Highness had indeed fed her medicine, and all of this was real!

Did I drink too fast just now? Would it have been better if I drank slower?

What if… what if I kept lying here like this, could Your Highness continue to take care of me?

The girl started letting her imagination run wild again… but

Raising her eyelids to secretly glance at his handsome profile, the girl lowered her gaze, knowing this was impossible.

I am just a Direct Disciple of a Hall within the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, but Your Highness is the greatest Genius in the entire world, the future Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. The gap between my status and Your Highness’s is too vast… Even if Your Highness doesn’t marry Qinger from the Mortal World, Your Highness’s primary wife would only be Sister Su Ying, right? Only Sister Su Ying is worthy of Your Highness… I know all of this… But… the more she knew that she and Your Highness were impossible, the more traces of unwillingness appeared in the girl’s heart.

She didn’t want to just look at Your Highness anymore; she wanted to be by Your Highness’s side.

Even if she couldn’t become Your Highness’s Secondary Wife, she could be a concubine, a servant, or a maid, as long as Your Highness would look at her.

Just look at me a little bit is fine… “Miss Jiang, please rest well. You will be fine after you wake up. I will head to the Academy now.” Lin Xun said gently.

Turning around, Lin Xun rubbed Yaya’s head again: “Remember to take good care of your sister.”

“Mhm mhm.”

Lin Xun picked up the medicine bowl and prepared to leave.

But just as Lin Xun was about to get up, Jiang Nongqin’s fair, tender little hand, which had reached out from under the quilt, grabbed his cuff.

“Miss Jiang?”

Lin Xun turned his head to look. Lying on the bed, her hair was slightly disheveled, her eyes were moist, showing the girl’s vulnerability, yet carrying a sense of determination.

She lightly bit her red lip with her pearly teeth, her breathing slightly rapid, and the thin quilt covering her chest rose and fell.

It made Lin Xun recall the tide.

“Young Master, actually, Nong Qin has always felt towards Young Master—”

“Sister Nongqin, is Sister Nongqin there?”

Just as Jiang Nongqin was about to speak the words that had been suppressed in her heart for so long, no longer wanting to hold back, the shouts of Wormwood and Yue Tong from the Spring Breeze Tower came from outside the courtyard gate.

The shouts interrupted the courage the girl had finally mustered.

When this burst of momentum was broken, the girl deflated like a punctured ball.

She was still holding Lin Xun’s corner of his clothes, but the words in her mouth could no longer come out; all that remained in her mind was shyness.

“Miss Jiang? What did you want to say?”

“No… nothing.” The girl shrank back into the quilt again, turning her back to Lin Xun.

“Uh, alright… Since Miss Nongqin’s two friends have arrived, Yaya and I will take our leave first.”

“Thank you. Thank you, Young Master, for your care.” The girl’s muffled voice came from beneath the quilt.

Lin Xun put down the medicine bowl and walked out of the room with Yaya.

From outside the courtyard, the faint sound of conversation could be heard. Nong Qin knew that Your Highness was explaining, as it was improper for a man to appear in the courtyard of a woman living alone.

But the more she heard Your Highness’s explanation, the wetter the girl’s eyes became.

She didn’t want an explanation; in fact, she wanted to have ‘that kind’ of relationship with Your Highness, even if it was just a misunderstanding.

Eventually, Lin Xun’s voice disappeared, and Wormwood and the others entered the girl’s boudoir.

“Sister Nongqin, are you alright.”

“Sister Nongqin, you scared me to death! Looking at that thunder cloud, I thought Sister Nongqin…”

“Huh? Sister Nongqin?”

As Wormwood and Yue Tong entered the room, they saw the quilt on the bed moving slightly, and even faint sounds of sobbing.

The two quickly walked over and gently lifted the quilt. The girl’s tears had already soaked the pillow, presenting a heartbreaking sight, like a pear blossom struck by heavy rain—causing heartache and pity.

“What’s wrong?” Wormwood was startled. “Did that scholar take advantage of Sister Nongqin while she was weak, and—”

“I can’t believe it! He looked so respectable, with an air of Righteous Qi! I never expected him to be a beast in human clothing!”

“I’ll kill him!”

Wormwood flung her fragrant sleeve and was about to get up, intending to slice that beast in human clothing into a thousand pieces!

“No, Sister Wormwood, it’s not like that.”

Nong Qin reached out and grabbed Wormwood’s hand.

“Not like that? Then, Sister Nongqin…”

“Sister Wormwood.”

Nong Qin’s eyes were already red, and tears slid down her cheeks, wetting her chest.

“So, is liking someone such a heartbreaking thing?”

【Actually, Author has always advocated for the best possible ending and dislikes tragedies, so please, esteemed readers, put down your knives.】