Jing Xunche didn't know that Mu Fengqie had already recalled everything. He looked at her tenderly.
"Mm-mm-mm..."
Seeing that Mu Fengqie wanted to speak, he let her go.
"What are you doing here?"
"Qie'er, I just came to see you. How's your injury? Does it still hurt?"
Jing Xunche sat on the edge of the bed and tried to pull Mu Fengqie into his arms, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, she dodged.
"Qie'er..."
Mu Fengqie looked into Jing Xunche's eyes and almost got lost in his tenderness. But when she realized that it was all an act, she quickly regained her senses.
She remembered what the Empress of Nanqing had said during the day, and her gaze turned cold.
"Qie'er, don't be afraid. We're husband and wife. I won't hurt you."
Jing Xunche approached cautiously, but Mu Fengqie still quickly shrank back to the inner side of the bed.
"I know, but I've already given you the divorce letter. If the content I wrote doesn't satisfy you, you can write a new one. I don't mind."
Mu Fengqie's words left Jing Xunche stunned. There was only surprise on his face. As for the divorce letter Mu Fengqie mentioned, he automatically ignored it.
"Qie'er... You've remembered everything?"
"Yes, everything." Including the fact that you had an affair.
"That's great, Qie'er! You've finally remembered! I've missed you so much." He reached out his hand, wanting to hug her tightly, but Mu Fengqie didn't accept his affection. She pushed him away.
"I've already said just now that we're already divorced. I've given you the divorce letter. We're no longer husband and wife. Please respect yourself." Mu Fengqie looked at Jing Xunche distantly.
Jing Xunche got a bit excited. "No! Qie'er, I don't agree. I've torn up the divorce letter. I won't divorce you!" He reached out his hand and hugged Mu Fengqie tightly, afraid that the person in his arms would run away as soon as he let go.
"Qie'er, I'm sorry. I was wrong back then. I should have saved you first. I'm sorry... Qie'er, I'm sorry. Please forgive me... Let's stop arguing, okay..."
"I really missed you."
Mu Fengqie sat expressionlessly in Jing Xunche's arms, neither taking the initiative nor resisting.
"Do you think I'm just throwing a tantrum? Jing Xunche, I had already accepted you, but it was you who pushed me away with your own hands. You deserve all this."
"Qie'er, I really was wrong. Please forgive me this time. I swear there won't be a next time."
"Jing Xunche, do you like me?"
"Of course I like you." Jing Xunche answered without hesitation.
But his answer made Mu Fengqie smile sarcastically.
"No, the one you like is the Empress of Nanqing. Let go."
"Qie'er, what are you talking about? I don't like the Empress of Nanqing at all. I only like you!" Jing Xunche looked at Mu Fengqie excitedly and anxiously explained.
Seeing Jing Xunche anxiously explaining, Mu Fengqie felt a twinge of emotion in her heart, but she quickly suppressed it.
"Alright, I'm tired. We'll talk about anything else tomorrow. I'm going to sleep. Please leave."
Jing Xunche opened his mouth but said nothing. He silently covered Mu Fengqie with the quilt and then left.
That night, Mu Fengqie thought she wouldn't be able to fall asleep because of Jing Xunche's annoyance, but unexpectedly, she fell asleep again.
Early the next morning, Mu Fengqie woke up and tried to move her body. The pain made her frown.
She had accidentally torn open her wound last night while trying to avoid Jing Xunche's touch, but she didn't show it.
Now it was hurting so much that she couldn't even move. She had to call A Ru to come and help her change the dressing. Just thinking about being lectured by that little girl made her headache.
"A Ru."
The door opened, and someone came in. Mu Fengqie didn't look to see who it was. She slowly turned over and said,
"A Ru, my wound has split open. Please help me apply some medicine."
The person slowly helped Mu Fengqie take off her inner clothes. Looking at her wound, he gently touched it and then carefully and tenderly applied the medicine.
Mu Fengqie felt the oppression in the room and felt a bit uncomfortable. She couldn't help but comfort the person, "A Ru, I'm fine. It's just an accidental tear. It's okay. You..."
Mu Fengqie felt something wet and soft touch her wound on her back. She suddenly stopped talking and turned to look behind her.
"Jing Xunche, why is it you? What are you doing?"
Mu Fengqie looked at Jing Xunche in shock. She didn't know why when she called for A Ru, it was him who came in!
Jing Xunche had asked Yuan Yuhan to take A Ru out this morning, so he was the only one left here.
Watching Jing Xunche kiss her wound bit by bit, Mu Fengqie's body stiffened.
"Jing Xunche!"
"I'm sorry..."
"You..."
"If I had been with you back then, I would never have let anyone take you away. I'm sorry."
"There's no need to say sorry."
"I..."
"Jing Xunche, let's have a talk."
Jing Xunche didn't answer her until he had finished applying the medicine for Mu Fengqie.
"What does Qie'er want to talk about?"
"Let's talk about our divorce letter."
Jing Xunche's body stiffened, and the medicine bottle in his hand dropped to the ground.
"Qie'er, stop kidding. I won't agree to the divorce."
"Why? If you're not satisfied with the divorce letter I wrote, you can rewrite it. I don't mind what you write."
"But I do mind!" Jing Xunche roared at her. Why did she have to get a divorce?
"Qie'er, if I've done something wrong, you can tell me. I'll change. As long as you don't divorce me, I'll promise you anything."
"Alright then, Jing Xunche. I'll ask you. Is there anything you've been hiding from me?"
Jing Xunche carefully thought it over in his mind and then said, "No, Qie'er. I haven't hidden anything from you."
Hearing this, Mu Fengqie smiled sarcastically. He still wouldn't tell her about his affair.
Mu Fengqie suddenly felt tired.
"Jing Xunche, what do you like about me?" Mu Fengqie looked at Jing Xunche expressionlessly.
"I..." This question left Jing Xunche unable to answer for a moment. He actually didn't know what it was that he liked about her.
But he was very clear in his heart that he really did like her.
"See, Jing Xunche. You can't even say what you like about me. If I asked you what you liked about the Empress of Nanqing back then, I think you should be able to answer, right?"
"No... Qie'er..." Jing Xunche was a bit anxious to explain, but he didn't know how to say it.
Mu Fengqie paused, waiting for Jing Xunche's explanation, but he said nothing. Mu Fengqie smiled self - deprecatingly and then continued.
"You married me because I was pregnant with your child back then, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have appeared in front of me until after it was discovered that I was pregnant."
"After all, you were after the child in my belly back then, weren't you?"
"No... It's not like this..." Jing Xunche's face turned pale. He was so anxious that he didn't know what to do...
"Later..."