The Marquis Is Innocent

Xiao Qiao kept shaking her head.

Wei Shao stared at her: “Did you dream again about the nightmare you told me?”

Xiao Qiao tilted her face up and stared at his face in a daze. Her emotions suddenly collapsed at this moment, no longer holding back anymore.

Her hands clutched his lapel, sobbing with a broken voice: “There was a man in a dragon robe, carrying a bloody sword to kill me …… I was afraid, I was afraid he would stab the sword into my heart, and he was coming towards me step by step —”

The man in the dream was no longer Liu Yan. His face became blurry. She could not see, yet she could clearly feel the killing intent on the other side’s distorted face. A familiar dream seems to become different, which makes it more terrifying.

She shivered.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m here. It’s just a nightmare. I will never let you be hurt -” Wei Shao caressed her and comforted her.

“…… I also dreamed about Zhang Pu …… the blood spurting out of his neck drowned me, and I couldn’t breathe …… ” Xiao Qiao closed her eyes. Tears rolled down again.

Wei Shao was stunned. His gaze then showed a heavy trace of remorse. Tightly hugged her, repeatedly said in her ear: “My bad, that day I should not be angry and done that kind of thing …… I made you scared … I promise I will never be so mean to you again. Man Man, don’t be afraid ……” Wei Shao kept comforting. The more he consoled her, the more she cried.

Wei Shao stopped saying anything but did not relax, holding her like he was coaxing Fei Fei, patting her back.

Xiao Qiao got tired of crying and finally drifted off to sleep. This sleep is very heavy. When she woke up, there was a moment of confusion. Then, the events of last night came to mind. The people of the east house called away Wei Shao. He found Mrs. Zhu from the family temple and accompanied her for a long time. She slept over and had that nightmare that had not reappeared for a long time.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly. She abruptly opened her puffy eyelids and learned the sky was already bright.

Wei Shao had not left but was still lying in bed, holding her to sleep. She moved only a little, and he opened his eyes. His gaze was clear, but the stubbles on his cheeks were a sign that he hadn’t slept well last night.

They looked at each other.

“Aren’t you leaving today? Why didn’t you wake me up?” Xiao Qiao’s voice still carried a heavy nasal sound. Recalling the scene last night when she cried in his arms, a trace of shame swept through her heart. She didn’t even dare to look at him. Dropping her eyelids, she murmured a question.

“I am worried about you.” Wei Shao stared at her and said.

……

Wei Shao canceled his original plan to leave today. He did not go anywhere and stayed in the room with Xiao Qiao and Fei Fei.

Another dark night, with its unhurried pace, fell. In the bright room, Wei Shao was lying on his side, facing inward. Xiao Qiao was on the inner side of the bed. In the middle of them lay Fei Fei, who had just bathed.

Fei Fei has already forgotten the aggravation of being driven away by her ruthless father last night. At that time, no matter how she cried, her mother just did not come to coax her. Now, she was lying in the middle of the two, happily shaking the little silver bells she wears on her wrist and stirring her legs contentedly. Hungry, she arched to her fragrant mother, looking for her to nurse.

Wei Shao silently looked at the scene in front of him. The puffiness of her eyelids this morning had gone, and her dark hair piled up like a cloud on the pillow.

Although she was already a mother, the beauty of her face could call any man to pause for a look, fresh like a young girl. What Wei Shao loved most was actually her eyes.

He still remembers the night he married her, when he first met her in the wedding hall, her beautiful and soulful eyes had left a deep impression on him. It was the reason why he preferred to touch and kiss her eyelids.

After eating her fill, Fei Fei closed her eyes and fell asleep. Because of sucking, her neck has accumulated another layer of sweat.

Xiao Qiao lifted her eyes: “Husband, pass me a handkerchief ……” She half-opened her lips and opened her eyes wide, watching Wei Shao suddenly lean towards herself and slowly lean over.

Across the Fei Fei beneath her, their lips met together.

Xiao Qiao’s eyelashes trembled lightly, slowly closed her eyes, bearing this sudden yet tender kiss from him.

“Man Man, don’t blame me ……”

The two of them rubbed their noses together, and Wei Shao gasped softly, “I know I was not a good man for you …… give me some more time, okay?”