Chapter 938: Chapter 522: Why Would I Marry Someone I Hate? (Second Update)

Is this... public flirtation?!

Gong Jingyi was so stunned her eyes were wide open. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The son-in-law usually doesn’t act this way. Even though he looks like a little wife, he’s not normally this flirtatious.

She couldn’t help but glance at her General.

She always thought that with the General’s character, behavior like Song Yanqing’s "lack of propriety" would have been met with a slap long ago.

But instead.

The General not only didn’t slap him but her face turned red.

Very obviously flushed.

Gong Jingyi’s eyes widened yet again.

When she met the General’s gaze, she quickly withdrew her eyes, not daring to look any more.

Xie Ruotong gritted her teeth and pushed Song Yanqing’s head away slightly from her neck.

Song Yanqing was forcibly pushed away by Xie Ruotong.

Then he slowly leaned over again, even more deeply as if in retaliation.

Nuzzling against her neck continuously, exhaling alcohol fumes; his lips and breath were hot.

Xie Ruotong truly was trying to endure and endure.

If they weren’t outside and she didn’t want to cause a scene, she really would want to chop him dead with one slap!

Xie Ruotong gritted her teeth, a bit roughly dragging Song Yanqing away.

Song Yanqing was already dizzy.

Being yanked like that felt like the world was turning upside down.

He felt physically awful.

But his mood was soaring.

His wife was no longer keeping him at a distance.

His wife was pulling him along, and he felt like his whole body was about to take flight.

Song Yanqing just swayed unsteadily as he was mercilessly dragged away from Jingshui Building by Xie Ruotong.

Gong Jingyi watched from the side, feeling a bit sympathetic.

The General didn’t care the least about the son-in-law’s wellbeing.

The son-in-law is so fragile, he can’t withstand the General’s roughness.

As expected.

Xie Ruotong had just been about to get Song Yanqing onto the carriage.

Song Yanqing leaned against the carriage’s side and started vomiting his guts out.

Vomiting so miserably.

Xie Ruotong’s eyes narrowed.

Song Yanqing’s face, originally flushed, had become somewhat pale from the sudden vomiting.

The pallor was obvious.

The red scar was still distinctly visible.

Of course, it’s much better than how the scar looked before.

Song Yanqing vomited until he almost brought up bile.

Xie Ruotong couldn’t understand how Song Yanqing had the nerve to drink so much alcohol.

Was he entirely without self-awareness?!

Did he think that with his body, he wouldn’t die?!

After a while.

Song Yanqing finally finished vomiting.

His body was even more weak and limp.

Xie Ruotong’s grip on him softened slightly.

She handed him a handkerchief.

Song Yanqing slowly took it.

His eyes clearly carried a touch of emotion.

Xie Ruotong turned away and said directly, "Get on the carriage."

Song Yanqing nodded obediently.

In front of Xie Ruotong, he really was like a compliant "little wife," obeying her every word.

Xie Ruotong assisted Song Yanqing onto the carriage.

Earlier, perhaps because she was too angry, she didn’t pay much attention, but now she clearly felt Song Yanqing’s weight as she supported him.

Making it a bit of an effort for her.

In her memory, Song Yanqing shouldn’t have been this heavy.

Xie Ruotong didn’t think too much, strenuously pulling Song Yanqing onto the carriage.

Inside the carriage.

Song Yanqing was lying alone on one side.

His whole body was limp, looking very weak.

Xie Ruotong sat beside him, eventually telling the coachman to drive a bit more steadily.

In the silence.

Song Yanqing suddenly sat up.

He barely sat for a moment before collapsing onto Xie Ruotong’s shoulder.

Xie Ruotong’s face darkened.

Beside them, Gong Jingyi was also dumbfounded.

The son-in-law, when drunk, has become increasingly bold.

Normally, he’s like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Song Yanqing, get away from me." Xie Ruotong scolded.

"No, I want to hold my wife. My wife smells so nice..." he said, and his straight nose went to nuzzle against Xie Ruotong’s neck again.

Xie Ruotong blushed again.

Gong Jingyi felt she shouldn’t be on this carriage right now.

She ought to disappear from the spot.

"Song Yanqing!" Xie Ruotong gritted her teeth.

"Wife, are you angry that I drank today?" he mumbled, clearly deflecting the issue.

Xie Ruotong didn’t respond.

If he drank himself to death, it was none of her concern.

"Gu Xingchuan was in so much pain..." Song Yanqing muttered.

As if explaining why he drank so much today.

Hearing Gu Xingchuan’s name made Xie Ruotong calm down a bit.

"He loves the Empress so deeply, but she doesn’t like him. I didn’t know how to comfort him, so all I could do was drink with him, drown our sorrows in alcohol..." Song Yanqing continued to explain.

Xie Ruotong said nothing.

She thought, you’re really risking your life to keep a gentleman company.

Lucky you didn’t drink yourself to death.

"Seeing Gu Xingchuan’s sadness, I suddenly felt so lucky." Song Yanqing said, his eyes slightly red, emotions welling up quickly.

Xie Ruotong didn’t see it.

"I once thought I had lost you forever. Whenever I think about what I did to you, how I misunderstood and hurt you, I wish I could just bash my head in. But when I think that if I die, you’d become a widow, and that if I die, I’d never see you again, I don’t want to die anymore." Song Yanqing continued.

As if confessing.

"Stop talking." Xie Ruotong really didn’t want to hear more.

"No, I have to say it!" Song Yanqing was adamant.

Xie Ruotong flared up, "Song Yanqing!"

Song Yanqing looked utterly wronged.

"Stop it, I’ve already let go of those past events," Xie Ruotong said, her voice softening.

"You’re lying to me." Song Yanqing accused.

"I’m not lying to you."

"If you’ve let go, why do you still keep me at a distance?" Song Yanqing pressed, "If you’ve let go, why don’t you accept my kindness towards you!"

"..." Haven’t you been avoiding me this whole time?!

"I know you’ll never truly let go, and I know my past misdeeds aren’t worth your forgiveness," Song Yanqing said, pained.

"There’s no unforgiveness," Xie Ruotong explained patiently.

"You’re lying."

"I said there wasn’t. Can you shut up now?" Xie Ruotong finally lost her patience.

"I knew you still hate me," Song Yanqing said, aggrieved at being scolded by Xie Ruotong.

"If I hated you, why would I marry you!" Xie Ruotong snapped, exasperated.

Truly, Song Yanqing was driving her crazy.

And the words that slipped out left Xie Ruotong completely stunned.

Song Yanqing’s entire body tensed.

Leaning against Xie Ruotong, it seemed he couldn’t process what just happened for a long while.

He wondered if he was drunk and hallucinating.

He tried to sit up straighter, his eyes slightly red as he gazed deeply at Xie Ruotong.

Xie Ruotong bit her lip gently.

Marrying Song Yanqing, was it truly not just because of being forced into the marriage?!

She didn’t want to explain any further.

Whatever Song Yanqing wanted to think, let him think. She also felt her emotions were a mess during this period.

She had even felt a bit lost after Song Yanqing deliberately avoided her.

"Wife," Song Yanqing called out to her.

Every call of "wife" in his deep, magnetic voice, seemed to lift her soul away.