Chapter 425: Ye Xiaochi: Is it OK

Chapter 425

Ye Qingchi's gaze fell on her snow-white palm, "What medicine?"

Li Tian said softly, "Probably something like Hehuan Powder, given to me by Huo Qiyan."

Ye Qingchi's brow furrowed slightly as he took the jade bottle and glanced at her cautiously, "Thanks."

Li Tian looked up at his handsome brows and eyes, her eyes brimming red, "Qingchi, congratulations on your wedding."

Ye Qingchi's thin lips pursed slightly and he sighed, "I'm sorry."

Love cannot be forced. Li Tian was an excellent girl, but he did not love her.

If there was no love, there was no love, without reason.

Tears rolled down Li Tian's cheeks as she shook her head, "We were not fated, I won't force it. I'm leaving, going south to Jiangnan, and probably won't be back."

In the boundless night, the girl's face was as white as paper, fragile and pitiful.

Ye Qingchi was silent for a long while before uttering, "Take care."

Li Tian moved her mouth corners into a bitter smile, "Thank you."

With that, she turned and walked into the night.

Ye Qingchi stood in place, silent, he and Li Tian were classmates, and later when he learned she was a girl, he deliberately kept his distance.

But after all, she had once been his carefully protected "junior brother", he still could not remain indifferent.

"Brother..."

Behind him, suddenly came a weak voice.

Ye Qingchi gathered his thoughts and turned to see a slender strand of red sandwiched between the door frames, revealing a small, bashful, snow-white face.

Seeing the girl's exquisite and delicate brows and eyes, and those doe-like black eyes, the worries in Ye Qingchi's heart dissipated in an instant. He strode towards her.

"Why did you come out?"

"I heard sounds outside..."

Ye Qingchi reached her and his gaze scorched her fair little hand as he slowly stroked it and opened the door.

Gu Shuang recoiled as if burnt, at a loss as she clutched her sleeves anxiously and retreated, stammering, "I'll pretend I didn't see anything just now... don't worry, brother, I won't say a word about it."

Gu Shuang apprehensively approached him, the man in red robes seemed imposingly tall, she swallowed nervously as she helped remove his outer robe as the matron had instructed, his lingering warmth seeping through the thin fabric.

Her fingertips trembled, her mind blank, not knowing what she was doing.

Finally she didn't even know how she ended up in bed.

Ye Qingchi extinguished the lamps and lowered the thick curtains, darkening the spacious canopied bed.

In the quiet of night, soft breathing lingered.

Gu Shuang lay straight as a rod, unaccustomed to sharing a bed, unable to fall asleep.

"Asleep?"

Gu Shuang had wanted to pretend to be asleep but thinking this was their nuptial night, honestly replied, "No..."

Silence from the canopy.

The man's lingering warmth spread as their bare skin touched through the thin clothes, Gu Shuang's face flushed crimson.

After a while, she felt him shift as his sturdy chest pressed against her right side.

In the darkness, a faint woodsy scent diffused.

She tensed, holding her breath, hearing him speak lowly by her ear, "Did you look at the illustrations Mother gave you?"

Warm breath washed over her ear in the intimate proximity of his masculine scent.

Gu Shuang's mind blanked as she stammered, "I...I did."

The man asked again, "Is it okay?"

Gu Shuang was quiet for a moment, her face hot enough to grill flatbread before softly murmuring, "Mm..."

Ye Qingchi tightened his arm, pulling her into his embrace as he lowered his head to kiss her.

Soon, Gu Shuang was kissed soft and weak by the man, strength sapped.

...

After Gu Shuang's wedding, Gu Ying moved into the Ye residence.

Qinghe Garden had originally been prepared by the Ye family for her, it was perfect for her to now move in together with Gu Ning.

Suffice to say, Gu Ning's mood had visibly improved.