Song Heng raised his head and looked at Lin Qingxue for a long time before he said, "If Wan'er can be as generous and tolerant as you, then..." Before he could finish his words, he turned into a long sigh.
It was obvious that Wan'er was so opposed to Qingxue's entrance at the beginning, even when she knelt down and begged without nodding, she was forced to leave the general's mansion and go to the temple to be a sister-in-law. Later, she committed suicide by diving into the water on the night of their wedding. But this
Qingxue not only did not resent Wan'er, but repaid her with kindness, urging him to consider the love between husband and wife and tolerate Wan'er. If Wan'er could be like Qingxue, I don't know how harmonious this family would be, and how comfortable he would be.
Although Song Heng said nothing, Lin Qingxue also guessed what he had not finished saying.
It should be, if Wan'er could be as generous and tolerant as you, how wonderful it would be!
From this sentence, she could read that her husband was a little tired of that country woman with a small belly and intolerance.
Lin Qingxue was secretly happy, but she frowned and said, "Husband, don't say that, sister is a very nice person."
Wan'er once treated her like that, and she could still say that Wan'er was a very nice person. How could there be such a pure and kind person in this world?
Thinking that they had been married for so long, but he had not yet had sex with her, Song Heng couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart. He was really ashamed of her, and even more ashamed of being with Vice General Lin. Vice General Lin saved his life and let Song Heng save her.
He could go home to honor his mother and take care of his wife and children, but he had wronged the daughter of Vice General Lin. If Lieutenant Lin Jiuquanxia heard about it, he would probably come up to fight with him!
Why can't Wan'er be more tolerant and sensible? Why can't she tolerate Qingxue? Why don't you think about it, if it weren't for Qingxue's father, she would have become a widow, her children would have no father to protect her, and her mother would have gray hair.
I’m sending someone with black hair as a gift!
"Okay, you go back first! I'll rest in Fuyun Pavilion tonight."
Lin Qingxue was stunned for a moment, then understood, she bowed her head shyly and blessed Song Hengfu, then exited the study.
In the past, her husband had never notified her in advance that she would stay at Fuyun Pavilion. Today, he specifically informed her that he would consummate her marriage tonight.
Lin Qingxue returned to Fuyun Pavilion nervously and happily. As soon as she returned, she asked Grandma Lin to help her prepare flower petals for bathing in the evening, clothes to wear at night, and incense to burn in the room.
In the evening, after having dinner at Liu's Courtyard, Song Heng and Lin Qingxue went to Fuyun Pavilion together.
Lin Qingxue went to take a bath first. After she finished washing, the maids changed the water, and Song Heng entered the cubicle to take a bath.
After bathing, Lin Qingxue wore a white tube top, a white gauze skirt underneath, and a white gauze top.
Her hip-length black hair was draped behind her. She sat quietly on the couch, sometimes biting her lip and dreaming, sometimes smiling shyly.
After Song Heng finished taking a bath, he walked out of the cubicle, stood at the round table and glanced at Lin Qingxue who was sitting on the couch. Where she sat, she looked like a white lotus. What did she seem to predict? She was a little nervous.
She was wearing a dress and looked at him with shy eyes.
Song Heng stood by the round table for a while and said softly to Lin Qingxue: "Go to sleep!"
"Okay, okay..." Lin Qingxue pretended to be nervous and stuttered on purpose. Because Granny Lin said that this is what men like in women. Knowing that she is nervous and scared, her husband will be more loving to her.
Lin Qingxue took off her shoes and lay down inside. She had been looking forward to consummating her marriage with her husband, and the day finally came, and her heart could not stop beating wildly.
"Huh..." Along with the sound of blowing, the room suddenly became dark.
Song Heng walked to the couch, took off his shoes and got on the couch, put down the curtain and lay down next to Lin Qingxue.