When Cheng Ying heard her stop, she couldn't help but look at her curiously. She saw that her cousin's face was changing and her skin was as red as a honey peach.
"Cousin, are you not feeling well?" Cheng Ying couldn't help but ask when she heard her deliberately lowered breathing.
"No … nothing." Cheng Yaojia gritted her teeth and endured. In order to divert the other party's attention, she had to continue asking, "Why did you ask that question just now? Did something happen?"
"No … nothing." This time, it was Cheng Ying's turn to be vague and hesitant.
"Quick … tell me quickly. What's there to be embarrassed about with your cousin?" Cheng Yaojia frowned slightly. She could feel that her voice was trembling. She didn't know how long she could keep it a secret.
Unable to withstand her coaxing and pestering, Cheng Ying finally began to reveal her thoughts. "Actually, something happened today. In the afternoon, when Prince Song was treating Wushuang's injury, I …"
Cheng Ying blushed and finally told her the whole story. In fact, she didn't want to tell anyone about it, but it was really uncomfortable to keep it in her heart. At the same time, she felt very wronged. She wanted to talk to her gentle and kind cousin. She trusted her cousin's character and knew that she would never reveal her secret.
"What? You used your mouth to help him … "Cheng Yaojia was shocked. She had imagined countless situations, but she didn't expect that it was related to Song Qingshu. The man behind her was really something. As long as it was a beautiful woman, he would always be involved.
Cheng Yaojia felt the change in the man in her body. Obviously, he had heard everything clearly. She bit her lip and quietly pinched the man behind her.
Hearing her cousin's words, Cheng Ying suddenly became anxious. "No, no, I didn't mean it. At that time, I thought it was a hidden weapon or something. I didn't know it was his …"
Hearing her cousin's crying voice, Cheng Yaojia naturally didn't dare to joke anymore. She slowly comforted her, "Don't worry. It's not a big deal. Anyway, I don't think Prince Song is that kind of big mouth. He won't tell anyone."
"But …" Cheng Ying didn't feel relieved. Instead, she said, "I know he won't say anything, but I'm afraid he'll think I did it on purpose and think I'm a shameless woman who's trying to seduce him."
Cheng Yaojia's cheeks turned hot when she heard this. She thought that even if he was shameless and lowly, she had already lost count of how many times she had been shameless and lowly.
"Don't worry, cousin. With your orchid-like temperament, no man will think of you that way. Moreover, if you really want to take it seriously, I think that Song guy is probably taking advantage of you on purpose." She had purposely said the last sentence for the man behind her to hear. Based on her understanding of Song Qingshu, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was true.
Wanting to seek justice for her cousin, Cheng Yaojia bit her lip and secretly drew back her legs. She fiercely squeezed Song Qingshu, causing him to suck in a breath of cold air. It was both painful and happy. There were all kinds of feelings that couldn't be described to outsiders.
"No, cousin, you don't know the situation at that time. In fact, Prince Song didn't have a choice at that time. He was at a critical moment of healing Wushuang's injury." For some reason, Cheng Ying defended Song Qingshu. "Speaking of which, I quite admire him. If it weren't for his strong will, Wushuang's leg would have been in danger."
Song Qingshu's heart was filled with emotion. Cheng Ying was really as good and considerate as described in the original work. She was always considerate of others. This kind of temperament really made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze. Even if they couldn't be lovers, they could still be friends.
Cheng Yaojia's heart was moved. She couldn't help but ask, "Do you like him?"
Cheng Ying suddenly looked like a frightened rabbit. "Of … of course not. Cousin, why would you think that?"
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and smiled. "Aiyo, I almost forgot that our Miss Cheng's heart already belongs to someone."
Hearing this, Song Qingshu suddenly pricked up his ears.
Cheng Ying was embarrassed and anxious. She turned around and didn't dare to look at her. She said with a whimper, "How can my heart belong to someone else?"
Seeing her turn around, Cheng Yaojia let out a long sigh of relief. She signaled Song Qingshu behind her to find an opportunity to leave while she wasn't looking. She continued to tease her, saying, "Since I see a gentleman, I don't like him. For example, that Yang Dage, Liu Dage …"
"It must be that girl Wushuang's big mouth. She must be talking nonsense everywhere." Cheng Ying felt that her cheeks were very hot. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that they must be very red.
Cheng Yaojia moved closer and hugged her from behind. On one hand, she wanted to escape from the 'claws' of the man behind her. On the other hand, she wanted to make sure that Cheng Ying couldn't suddenly turn around so that she wouldn't see Song Qingshu.
She waved her small hand behind her, indicating that Song Qingshu should leave quickly. Cheng Yaojia then said, "You misunderstood Wushuang. One day, she came over with a piece of paper and asked me what the words on it meant. I saw these words written on the paper and thought that with Wushuang's … accomplishment, she couldn't write them. When I asked her, she said that she saw you writing these words on the paper. You wrote them and tore them, tore them, and wrote them again. She was worried that you had something on your mind, so she stole a piece of paper. Unfortunately, she couldn't understand it, so she came to ask me."
"As soon as I saw it, I knew that my little sister was in love. She asked Wushuang who you met during this period. She said that she met a young man called Yang Guo. Then I naturally guessed what you were thinking."
Cheng Ying was extremely embarrassed, but she hurriedly said, "Cousin, you can't tell Wushuang about this."
Cheng Yaojia was startled, "Why?"
Cheng Ying faintly sighed, "Wushuang is deeply in love with Yang Dage. How can I get involved?"
This time, even Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. Cheng Ying's considerate nature was simply distressing. In the original work, she had never spoken about her feelings for Yang Guo, nor had she told anyone about it. He couldn't help but admire Master Jin's skill. How could a young girl's first awakening of love be able to say it out loud? She just wrote it over and over again and then burned it. If Yang Guo hadn't stealthily stolen a piece of paper and read the contents, who would know what she was thinking?
No wonder when Yang Guo read the original work, his heart was pounding and he couldn't help but become infatuated. Not to mention him, even the readers were infatuated.
Cheng Yaojia's heart was pierced by her words. She couldn't help but sigh, "Silly girl, you can't just let go of your feelings. If you don't bravely fight for it, I'm afraid you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
Cheng Ying bitterly smiled, "No need. Yang Dage has another person in his heart. Whether it's Wushuang or me, we are destined to have no ending."
"My poor little sister." Cheng Yaojia's heart ached when she heard this. She couldn't help but hold her in her arms.
This made Cheng Ying somewhat uncomfortable, "Cousin, I've already thought it through … Ah!"
She suddenly cried out in alarm and turned around in a flash. She stared dumbfoundedly at Cheng Yaojia's back.
Cheng Yaojia secretly cursed. She wanted to hold her and not let her turn around, but the other party was the last disciple of Peach Blossom Island. Her martial arts were far superior to hers. If she really turned around, how could she hold her?
"You … You … Why are you here?" Cheng Ying sat up straight. She had already seen everything on the bed. She pointed at Song Qingshu in horror.
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