With Multiple Babies, Who Still Wants to Be the Marquess’s Wife? - Chapter 43

Chapter 43: A Heart-to-Heart Talk

Lan Qingxi instinctively pushed Song Linyuan, but he grabbed her hand.

He loosened his grip slightly and whispered near her lips, “As a doctor, one must fulfill all the needs of the patient.”

Lan Qingxi looked at him and met his cold eyes.

She realized that he did not have any desires toward her—this was merely a test.

She tightened her hands around his neck and lightly brushed her lips against his, speaking softly, “As a patient, one must cooperate with the doctor’s treatment.”

Her fingers gently pressed on the acupuncture point at the back of his neck, and she softly said, “Even if everyone in this world wants your life, My Lord, I would never be that person.”

Her fingers pressed gently, yet there was an unspoken strength behind the tenderness.

Song Linyuan stared at her and said, “You are the first person in this world who dares to speak to me like this.”

Lan Qingxi met his gaze and said softly, “That’s because my life is intertwined with yours.”

“In this world, no one wishes for your well-being more than I do.”

Their gazes locked, and Song Linyuan tried to find some other meaning in her eyes, but her gaze was clear and pure.

He reached out and gently stroked her face, saying, “Lan Qingxi, sometimes I can’t see through you.”

“Sometimes you seem so simple, but other times, you do things in ways that surprise me.”

Lan Qingxi softly responded, “Then, My Lord, have you ever thought that sometimes the things I do, I do out of necessity?”

“If there were any other choice, no married woman would ever climb into another man’s carriage.”

“If the man I married was still human, he would never give his wife to another man.”

At this point, her body relaxed, and she leaned gently into Song Linyuan’s embrace, slowly closing her eyes and saying, “Actually, I am afraid.”

Song Linyuan asked, “What are you afraid of?”

Lan Qingxi answered, “I am afraid of death, and I am also afraid of seeing the people I care about die before my eyes.”

“Yu Junshu married me with impure intentions. He didn’t want just my body, nor merely my dowry.”

“He wanted the wealth of the Lan family, using my body to pave his way and sucking the bl00d of the Lan family to rise up.”

She looked at him and said, “My Lord, have you ever thought that before I married him, I was just a merchant’s daughter, raised in a secluded courtyard?”

“Although merchants are of low status, the Lan family is wealthy, and I was also raised as a pampered young lady.”

Song Linyuan lowered his gaze at her. She seemed obedient and gentle.

When she spoke these words, he did not see any bitterness in her eyes; he only saw her helplessness.

His heart, which had always been as hard as iron, softened unconsciously at this moment.

Lan Qingxi listened to the steady, powerful beat of his heart and said, “Before I got married, I once dreamed of marrying a perfect husband and living a harmonious life.”

“But on the day I married Yu Junshu, my dream shattered. They said Yu Junshu was a graceful young gentleman, as gentle as jade, but in my eyes, he was a demon.”

“They said My Lord is ruthless and kills without hesitation, but to me, you were the only person I could rely on in the capital.”

Song Linyuan was deeply surprised by this. He had become notorious in the capital over the years, but he had become her pillar of support.

He asked, “Why did you come to me back then? Weren’t you afraid I would kill you?”

Lan Qingxi softly responded, “I dared to come to My Lord because I had heard that, although you kill without blinking, you do not harm the innocent, especially women.”

Her coming to him was not as simple as she made it sound—it was the result of careful consideration.

In order not to be killed by him, Lan Qingxi made many preparations, even carefully choosing the time and place to find him.

Song Linyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “How come I didn’t know there was such an evaluation of me in the capital?”

Lan Qingxi smiled at him gently and said, “This is my own conclusion. Since I needed to find a backer, naturally, I chose the biggest one in the entire capital.”

“As it turns out, I was right, because I am still alive.”

Her smile was bright and warm, and that smile struck Song Linyuan’s heart. His heartbeat skipped a beat unconsciously.

He reached out and lightly pushed her away. She understood and stood up.

Song Linyuan looked at her and said, “You’re smarter than I thought, and you know how to navigate situations.”

“Now you’ve proven your worth, and you’ve also proven that you’re harmless. As long as you don’t seek death, I won’t kill you.”

When Lan Qingxi heard this, she knew his thoughts were as clear as a mirror. Her previous words had been understood by him as a tactic.

To him, as long as she was harmless, that was enough.

Because she was too weak.

She spoke softly, “My Lord, may I take a look at your wound? If it’s already healed, we can prepare for the medicinal bath today.”

Song Linyuan looked at her with a half-smile, “Are you that interested in my body?”

Lan Qingxi: “…”

He clearly had no such intentions toward her, yet his words were tinged with ambiguity.

After seeing her expression, he became mischievous again and said, “If you want to see it, come over and help me undress.”

Lan Qingxi: “…”

She looked at him. He raised an eyebrow and opened his arms.

He was wearing a dark blue silk robe with subtle bamboo patterns, his eyes long and narrow, and his lips curled slightly in a smile, exuding grace and charm.

Lan Qingxi slowly walked up to him and began to untie his waist sash.

They were close to each other, and Song Linyuan once again caught the faint orchid fragrance that lingered around her.

Song Linyuan felt a momentary daze, but at the same time, he felt unusually at ease.

It was strange to him. Why would he feel at ease with a woman like her, one who was full of tricks?

Lan Qingxi’s fingers gently lifted his sash. This was the first time she had undressed a man, and her hands unconsciously trembled as she struggled to untie his waist sash.

Song Linyuan saw her nervousness and smiled faintly. She was so tense, yet she had dared to seduce him when they first met, and just a moment ago, she had dared to lean in his arms.

A woman like this made him want to explore more, despite not being able to control himself.

He grabbed her hand suddenly. She looked up at him, and he expressionlessly held the string of the sash.

Once the sash was removed, she gently pulled, revealing his well-toned chest.

Although his chest was covered in scars, they added a rugged, wild beauty to him.

Today, his body had no gruesome wounds, and it was entirely different from the last time she saw him.

She focused and carefully examined his wounds, speaking softly, “My Lord, your wounds have healed. We can prepare for the medicinal bath today.”

Song Linyuan looked at her and said, “Aren’t you going to feel around carefully to confirm?”

After hearing his earlier words, Lan Qingxi had become somewhat accustomed to his way of speaking. She responded softly, “No need.”