Suo Qingjun Chapter 26

Peony hairpin on temples

The setting sun hung slanting in the sky, making the shadows of the two people walking side by side thin and long.

Jin Xianling held Qing Fengan’s hand and refused to let go. The hem of her black robe was stained with some fine peony petals, and it swayed a bit as she took a step, causing the passing vendors to look at her.Instead of restraining himself, he deliberately dangled the jade-carved peony on his wrist more clearly. His fingertips were still twisting the pink peony that had been pinned in Qing Feng’s hair. The morning dew on the petals had been blown dry by the wind, but it still had a sweet fragrance.

“Master, smell it.” Jin Xianling suddenly came closer and put the peony under Qing Feng’an’s nose, her eyebrows curved like crescent moons, “Does it smell good?”

Qing Feng’an tilted her head helplessly, the familiar scent of peony lingering on the tip of her nose, mixed with the refreshing scent of ink on the young man’s body, but she didn’t feel tired at all.”Smells.” He responded in a low voice, and his fingertips couldn’t help but brush the grass clippings from Jin Xianling’s hair.

This action caught the eyes of others and immediately caused a low exclamation.

Several girls passing by whispered to each other, their eyes fell on the hands held by the two of them, and then on the particularly eye-catching pink peony in Qing Feng’s hair, their cheeks quietly turned red.

“That young man is so handsome. The peony in his hair is so pretty.”

“Look at the young man next to him, his eyes are very bright. He is so kind to him.”

These small compliments floated into Jin Xianling’s ears. The corners of his mouth raised even higher, and the pride in his eyes almost overflowed.He deliberately stopped and raised his hand to tie the peony hairpin in Qing Feng’an’s hair more firmly. His fingertips brushed against Qing Feng’an’s ear, causing a slight itch.

“Master,” his voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough to be heard by the people around him, “this peony looks best with you.”

Qing Feng’an’s ears turned red instantly, and she couldn’t help but raise her hand and pat the back of his hand, with a bit of annoyance in her tone: “Nonsense.”

Jin Xianling smiled even more happily. Instead of letting go, she clenched Qing Feng’an’s hand tighter, walking forward with her head held high like a little beast showing off her treasure.When passing by a wonton stall, he raised his chin and smiled at the stall owner: “Boss, two bowls of shepherd’s purse wontons!”

The stall owner is a cheerful man. He has noticed this pair of eye-catching teenagers for a long time. After hearing this, he immediately responded: “Okay! You two gentlemen, wait a moment!”

As soon as the two sat down at the table, there was a burst of discussion from the next table.

“Look at that young man, he is really interested in the young master next to him. He is wearing a hairpin and holding hands.”

“I heard that the head of the Xuanqing Sect married a ‘Mrs. Su’ a few days ago. Looking at her appearance today, I’m afraid…”

Before he could finish his words, Jin Xianling glanced at him.The look in his eyes was cold, with a hint of imperceptible anger, which frightened the man into shutting up immediately and immersing himself in drinking tea.

Qing Feng’an sighed helplessly, stretched out her hand to pinch Jin Xianling’s cheek, and said with a bit of indulgence: “Okay, don’t scare people.”

Jin Xianling immediately suppressed the coldness in her eyes and rubbed Qing Feng’an’s palm instead, like a cat that had been groomed. Her eyes were full of showing off pride: “Master, they are all looking at us.”

“Just take a look.” Qing Feng’an picked up the wontons that had just been served on the table, blew on the hot air, and handed them to him, “Eat them quickly, they won’t taste good when they’re cold.”

Jin Xianling took the bowl, but was not in a hurry to eat. She just tilted her head and looked at him, the light in her eyes brighter than the sunset on the horizon.He picked up a wonton and handed it to Qing Feng’an’s mouth. His tone was a bit asking for credit: “Master, you eat first.”

Qing Feng’an opened her mouth and bit down, warmth spreading from the tip of her tongue.He looked at the undisguised joy and show off in Jin Xianling’s eyes, and the soft place in his heart seemed to be filled with warm sugar water, so sweet that it made him sick.

The setting sun gradually sank, and the sunset on the horizon turned into a strong red.The lights of the wonton stall turned on, and a warm yellow halo enveloped the two people who were looking at each other and smiling.

Jin Xianling held Qing Fengan’s hand, and the jade-carved peony on her wrist glowed warmly under the light.He turned his head and looked at the profile of the person next to him, Qing Jun, and at the pink peony pinned in his hair, he felt that his heart and eyes were full of joy.

He wanted everyone to know that Qing Feng’an was his master, the person he held dear to his heart, and the treasure he wanted to protect by his side throughout his life.

The storm was about to come, but the two people under the lamp only focused on the fireworks and tenderness in front of them, leaving all the hidden undercurrents behind.

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