The Lady’s Sickly Husband

The words were ridiculing containing rage and jealousy, and the last sound was emphasized long. He himself also poised as a panther, in an elegant posture, eyes gleaming with sharpness. It seemed that without a satisfactory answer from Mo Qianxue, he would immediately rush at her and bite her neck off.

What did that mean? No greetings. No sweet words. Only questioning! Did she have the freedom to draw? Shame that she had been worrying about him all day long!

Mo Qianxue choked on anger but made a smile, “It’s just a cute-version portrait. It doesn’t worth lord Shaoqing’s appreciation.”

“It seems that Mrs. Ning has too much spare time lately that she needs to draw a man’s portrait to kill time.”

Ning Shaoqing stood up, picked up the picture, and seemed to like it.

He wasn’t looking at it, but trying to kill the picture with his unveiling murderous eyes. Mo Qianxue’s heart sank, not for the person she had drawn, but because this picture was her favorite one, which would definitely arouse Su Qi’s admiration and jealousy about her painting skills.

For her, the picture was the fruit of her labor. Su Qi was her bestie. Hence, she wouldn’t allow Ning Shaoqing to destroy it.

Examining the screen with eyes, Mo Qianxue leaped up, got over the screen and reached out for the picture.

She had intended to catch him by surprise, since he hadn’t known about her learning lightness kungfu, and got back the picture while showing up her lightness.

She moved faster, but unexpectedly, Ning Shaoqing was faster. She even didn’t see how he moved, and the hand holding the picture was behind his back. Mo Qianxue didn’t get the picture but sent herself to him, who stretched out an arm and locked her onto his thighs.

The achievement of days of painstaking practice was merely childish tricks to Ning Shaoqing.

However, Mo Qianxue undauntedly continued to reach for the picture. Ning Shaoqing, eyebrows couldn’t stop beating, wasn’t just jealous and satirized furiously, “Uh-ho, you learned frog jump recently? Your coach can’t be a good one!”

Mo Qianxue couldn’t get the picture, and her lightness which she took pride in was described as frog jump, yelling, angry and anxious, “Give it to me! It’s a deal between me and Su Qi. He teaches me sword and I draw portraits for him…”

She must explain now, or she was afraid the picture would be ruined. However, about the military intelligence and black wooden token, she couldn’t tell him now. It wasn’t because that she didn’t trust him, but sometimes, maintaining a relationship required a little distance and sense of myth. When everything was too candidly expressed, a relationship would become boring and dull, no matter how deep it was, if there wasn’t expectancy and freshness.

“One plays sword, and the other draws. How romantic…” His tone was soaked in vinegar and carried thicker threat.

Mo Qianxue paid most of her attention to the picture and didn’t notice the threat, saying anxiously, “You’d better give it to me. Otherwise, I’ll have to draw again…” She meant that if this one was ruined, it couldn’t make the whole set. But Ning Shaoqing thought she meant to draw Su Qi everyday.

At once, his rage couldn’t hold back anymore. He narrowed his eyes, exerted internal strength through his hand to turn the picture into ashes.

However, at this moment, he found his internal strength sealed and himself frozen up and unable to move at all.

Yet, his tongue wasn’t frozen, he flew into a fury, “You…”

The beautiful eyes instantly became dark as night without any light. She used the gold needles on him for the portrait of another man?!

Mo Qianxue’s mind was occupied by the idea of taking back the picture from his hand, so she didn’t notice his change at all. In the past, she didn’t have internal strength and could only freeze people for a dozen seconds. Now, with internal strength, she could do it for a dozen minutes. There was enough time.

She planned to have a good talk with him after getting back the picture.

She put away Ning Shaoqing’s arm, got up from his thighs, grabbed the picture, rolled up, took a few steps forward, took out the box, put it in, and turned around…to discover that Ning Shaoqing, smoldering with killing intentions, slapped on the box at once.

No doubt, the box, together with the pictures, were shattered into pieces right before her eyes.

The pieces of paper flew around in the room. The ‘beautiful’ scene made Mo Qianxue standing still at where she was, dumbfounded.

She had intended to protect one, but now even the whole set and the box were destroyed.

Shouldn’t she have a few minutes? She had tried it on Shiwu a few days ago. Why did it turn to seconds on Ning Shaoqing…?

Before Mo Qianxue understood what was going on, she was already picked up by Ning Shaoqing. She didn’t know what he had done to her, but she felt her strength was drained out. She became powerless at once.

Meanwhile, her clothes were gone in a moment.

The clothes were thrown onto the floor…to reveal her fair skin, exquisite collarbone and…

It was said that clothes were a layer of protection for people. Without clothes, people would become a little timid. Mo Qianxue was so at this moment. As her clothes were peeled off, she got irritated and scared, “What…What do you want?”

Was he going to…ahhhhhh… Was he so rage as to force her?

He wanted to do it today? To make her belong to him once and for all?

“Don’t you understand what I want to do?” Ning Shaoqing’s intention was obvious. He said while carrying Mo Qianxue in nude and throwing her into bed, gritting his teeth, “I like you and cherish you so much that I tried every means to give you a wedding and…” And carried the sword and fought every day just to marry her as soon as possible. But he couldn’t say these words. He believed a man should just swallow down tears and blood.

Red-eyed, he looked right into her eyes and questioned, “But what about you? You stayed idle at home and drew portraits of another man…”

Stayed idle at one? She had been busy, okay? Ever since arriving in the capital, she hadn’t had a good day.

He had important things! Alright, she understood. She could be self-dependent and didn’t make troubles for him. But what about him? What did he do except for being jealous? “If you really do so, even if we’re a couple in real terms, I’ll hate you and will never do it again…”

“Then just hate me…” A touch of blood thirst surfaced in Ning Shaoqing’s eyes and he pressed himself against her.

He had seen clearly just now that all the pictures were Su Qi. She…she had never drawn pictures for him. None…

Was it because he was less good-looking than Su Qi or a lesser martial artist or had a family background no better than Su Qi or…? No, he shouldn’t think more because he would want to go to the Su mansion and clenched Su Qi into pieces, just like the pictures.

Originally, he had a huge plan tomorrow and should be prepared. However, he missed her and was eager to know whether her wound was healed and if she had dreamt about him… He had been like this and hadn’t slept well for many days. He knew that she was going to attend the peach blossom party tomorrow, so he rushed over, regardless of risks, only to give her some tips.

It wasn’t easy to meet her, because there were many eyes staring at the Founder mansion.

However, when he arrived, she was having dinner with Feng Yuchen. He bore with it! So he sat in the room and waited! Yet, by a random glance, he saw Su Qi’s portraits on the table, which were so vivid and cute. He couldn’t bear anymore!

He gave her a chance to explain, but what waited for him was gold needles…

With hatred, he grabbed over the slender hand and bit right on the fair fingers. It was this hand that had drawn Su Qi’s pictures and used gold needles. It should be punished!

“Ah…” Feeling the pain, Mo Qianxue cursed, “Ning Shaoqing… Are you a dog in the previous life? Why do you always bite me? Ah…” It must be bleeding because it hurt so much.

The pain sent to her heart, and now Mo Qianxue was more sad than mad. What was she to him?

When he liked her, he cherished her, and when not, he bit her.

She held back the pain at the fingers and strived to make herself sound strong and calm, questioned back, “Ning Shaoqing, you believe me or not? Or you don’t believe yourself? Or you’re denying our relationship?”

If they didn’t talk about it, she was afraid this was the last time they met. What was the point she staying here in the capital if he treated her like this?

She came here to safeguard herself, to do justice for the Founder and his wife…and also for him.

“It’s not easy that we make it here. Don’t let me hate you.”

“Maybe you can’t understand the way I think, but I only love you. Su Qi is my friend, while Tong Zijing is a family…”

The taste of blood made Ning Shaoqing’s mind clearer, and these words also made him to think.