Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 177 Stifling
The lights in the room flickered, and the quiet needle drop could be heard.

In another hour, "Song Qi" will arrive as scheduled.Jiang Xian raised her hand and gently stroked the sachet on her waist, and began to think deeply.

Last night, he held her hand.

On a cold snowy night, the lingering warmth is not an illusion.

At that moment, she had many emotions in her heart.Nervousness, strangeness, confusion, embarrassment... and uncontrollable joy.

Yes, she is rejoicing.

Why do you rejoice?Not because I like it.

She is not a plant, she also has feelings.Jiang Xian knew who was good to her and who was not good to her.She is also a young girl in her prime, and she will also have a spring heart. "Song Qi" rescued her many times. On the way back to Beijing, they helped each other and survived the adversity of life and death together.

He always teased her, and he didn't speak in tune, but more often he cared about her in every possible way.

He gave her a sachet, found silver frost charcoal for her in the middle of the night, and collected all kinds of weird gadgets to make her happy...

She really likes being with him, as if all the troubles don't exist.

Even if we don't play together, watch the moon, or go boating, we are satisfied just chatting.

Aside from the identity of "Ye Hexuan", only "Song Qi" is a friend she knew as "Jiang Xian".She cherishes it very much and feels that this relationship is precious.

However, in a feudal society, how could women and men go out for night outings every day?

They didn't overstep, if someone knew that there were rumors about melon fields and plums, would she still have the confidence to argue with someone like Fengheju shopkeeper about her innocence?

Jiang Xian's heart was blunt and stuffy.

She clenched the sachet in her hand and forced herself to think calmly.

For so long, she has been deliberately avoiding the identity of "Prince Yuguo and Young Madam", but today's conversation between Princess Jiayun and the others and Qin Yanfeng's care for her made her wake up like a dream.

At night with Song Qi, she can indulge herself and be the real "Jiang Xian"; but after dawn, she is still "Ye Hexuan" in the eyes of others.

Ye Hexuan is Qin Yanfeng Mingmei's current wife, and she can't act recklessly as "Ye Hexuan".If she continues to fall, what is the difference from Ye Hexuan who hooked up with Fang Yao in the original book?Even if she and Qin Yanfeng are superficial couples, she should maintain her dignity in the end, instead of getting the reputation of hooking up with outsiders.Otherwise, how would Qin Yanfeng deal with himself, how would Princess Jiayun deal with himself, and how would Duke Yuguo's mansion deal with himself?

Even regardless of these, how can she promise him a future when she is dying?
Regardless of the overall situation for the sake of short-term happiness, Jiang Xian couldn't do it.

She admitted that she likes "Song Qi".But her reason is always above liking.

Jiang Xian lowered her head, the tip of her nose was sore, tears could not help but flow down, pattering down the back of her fair-skinned left hand.Taking advantage of the budding of this relationship, she can stop the loss in time and kill it in the cradle.

Jiang Xian sat in the rocking chair silently until the bell rang.

After a while, there were three regular taps outside the window.

Jiang Xian hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, got up and came to the window.

"Go, I'll take you to a good place tonight."

Qin Yanfeng heard from Qin Suixing that a hot spring was dug out in the suburbs. The weather is getting colder and colder. Going to soak hands and feet at night will help Jiang Xian's health.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xian remained unmoved.

Qin Yanfeng frowned under the mask, "Let's go."

"I dont go."

After a while, Jiang Xian refused bluntly.

Through the dim light in the room, Qin Yanfeng noticed that Jiang Xian's eyes were bright red. He thought she was not in good health, so he said softly: "Are you sick? I won't go tonight. I will take you there when you feel better tomorrow. "

"I won't go tomorrow either, so don't come."

"Then I'll come over the day after tomorrow..."

"Song Qi!" Jiang Xian's voice choked up slightly, she raised her sparkling eyes, and gently put the embroidered and pruned sachet in her palm by the window, "I'll give it back to you. From now on In the future...you don't come here again."

(End of this chapter)