Suo Qingjun Chapter 22

Candle shadow shakes red

The halo of red candles cast tiny shadows on the curtains, and the evening breeze passed through the window lattice, causing a very light sound.

Qing Fengan closed her eyes and could clearly feel the breathing of the person beside her.Jin Xianling’s breath was very light, with the fragrance of ink and a hint of medicine, lingering on the tip of his nose. It was not as suffocating as before.

The wooden board beside the bed sank slightly, and it was Jin Xianling who moved her body.His movements were very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing Qing Feng’an. His fingertips hung just inches away from Qing Feng’an’s sleeves, and he did not dare to let go.

Qing Feng’an’s eyelashes trembled but she did not open her eyes.He could imagine Jin Xianling’s appearance at this moment – the madness in his eyes must have been suppressed, leaving only cautious anxiety, like a child who is afraid of doing something wrong.

With these thoughts, there was an indescribable feeling in my heart.

He remembered practicing swordplay in the back mountain during the day, and Jin Xianling standing on the porch watching him.At that time, he was still looking at Su Wan Ning’s face, his eyebrows were gentle, the hot tea in his hand was steaming, and his eyes fell on him with undisguised attachment.

At that time, he only felt bored, but now that he thinks about it, it actually feels a bit warm.

“Master.” Jin Xianling’s voice was as low as a whisper, with a hint of unnoticeable nervousness, “Are you… not asleep?”

Qing Feng’an did not respond, her eyes still closed, but the lines at the corners of her mouth softened slightly.

Jin Xianling waited for a moment and saw that he didn’t move, so she became bolder.He slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips finally touched Qing Feng’an’s sleeve. The cool touch of the fabric made his heartbeat suddenly skip a beat.

He didn’t dare to use force and just touched it lightly, as if touching a fragile treasure.

“I have asked people to release Su Wan Ning.” Jin Xianling’s voice was very soft, with a hint of flattery, “The Xuanyin Pill has also been stopped, and I have prepared enough silver for her to live a stable life.”

Qing Feng’an’s eyelashes trembled again, her Adam’s apple moved, and finally she spoke, her voice hoarse as if she had just woken up: “Yeah.”

This very soft response made Jin Xianling’s eyes light up.He raised his head suddenly and looked at Qing Feng’an’s side face. The ecstasy in his eyes almost overflowed, but he held it back for fear of scaring him.

“Master, you…” Jin Xianling’s voice was choked, “Have you forgiven me?”

Forgive?

Qing Feng’an slowly opened her eyes and looked at the phoenix pattern embroidered on the top of the tent.The light of the red candle reflected on it, which was actually a bit warm.

He didn’t know if it was considered forgiveness.Jin Xianling’s paranoia and madness once pushed him into desperate situations, and also made him gnash his teeth with hatred.But behind those calculations was a heavy obsession, a desperate determination to stay by his side.

He turned his head and looked at Jin Xianling.

Under the candlelight, Jin Xianling’s brows and eyes lost their former sinister look, leaving only pure joy and apprehension. Her eyes were astonishingly bright, like stars filling the sky.

Qing Feng’an looked at him, and the tight string in her heart completely relaxed.He didn’t speak, but turned slightly sideways and moved in the direction of Jin Xianling.

This movement was very subtle, but it made Jin Xianling freeze instantly.

He looked at Qing Feng’an’s side face so close that he forgot to breathe.

Qing Feng’an could feel his stiffness, and there was a hint of smile in her heart.He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the back of Jin Xianling’s hand. The warmth from his palm spread through the fabric, bringing with it a hint of warmth.

“It’s late at night.” Qing Feng’an’s voice was very soft, with a trace of indulgence that even she didn’t notice, “Go to sleep.”

Jin Xianling’s eyes suddenly turned red.

He looked at Qing Feng’an in disbelief, seeing a touch of tenderness in those usually cold eyes.He opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was so choked that he couldn’t say a word.

He could only nod vigorously, then carefully turn his hand over and hold Qing Feng’an’s hand.

The moment their palms touched each other, there was a strange throbbing in their hearts.

The red candle burned brighter, reflecting a warm red color throughout the room.

Jin Xianling said no more, but held Qing Fengan’s hand tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly.In his eyes, the madness and paranoia had long since faded away, leaving only the overwhelming tenderness and attachment.

Qing Feng closed her eyes, feeling the warmth from her palms, and felt peaceful in her heart.

Maybe this absurd marriage is not all abyss.

Maybe this crazy apprentice is not all obsessed.

As the night gets darker, the waning moon outside the window disappears into the clouds, casting a clear glow.

The dark shadow deep in the forbidden area looked at the warm red candlelight on the top of the mountain, a cold light flashed in its eyes, and quietly retreated.

Xuan Qingling’s light faded in the night, as if waiting for a suitable opportunity.

And the candle shadow in the new house is still swaying gently.

Two hearts that had been entangled for a long time finally took a step closer to each other in the warm red candlelight.

One step is this life.

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