The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (94)
Bai Weiwei: “Then when I XXOO I don’t need to use condoms or contraceptives. That saves a few steps.”
System: Ah, its host has already gone from a little pure child that ran away after having its first kiss taken away to a full-time driver who wouldn’t flip over while making laps in a racecar1.
It felt… eh, it didn’t seem to feel anything.
Qi Chimu sent off the imperial physician, his just-improved mood plunging into ice water.
The imperial physician said it was because Bai Weiwei had frail health and was late to recuperate after falling into ice water. In addition, she had been depressed for a long time, leading to difficulties in having offspring.
Even if she recuperated now, it was almost certain that she had no chance of giving birth.
Qi Chimu recalled when he had pushed her into ice water.
He gripped the frame of the door, his fingers trembling, and finally gave a heavy sigh.
If she knew about this, he didn’t know just how sad she would be.
Their affections had always been carefully upheld by him in the first place.
She didn’t know how deeply his heart ached for her.
Without even a child, if she regretted being together with him, there was no bargaining chip to threaten her with.
Only a child could be the most important weight to maintain one’s place in a woman’s heart.
But now, that bargaining chip had been personally destroyed by his hands.
He walked in and saw that Bai Weiwei was already asleep.
He untied the red silk thread on her wrist. When he saw her wrist, so white the veins could be seen, he couldn’t help but kiss it with tenderness.
Even if they didn’t have a child, it didn’t matter.
He would find more restraints to hinder her.
Make her unable to run fast, unable to run far, only able to stay by his side.
Bai Weiwei slept well. She yawned and opened her eyes, only to find Qi Chimu sitting by the bed, watching her for who knew how long.
That pitying and gentle gaze made one’s hair stand on end.
She promptly shivered. “What are you doing? Why are you sitting there?”
Qi Chimu asked softly, “Are you thirsty?”
Not heeding her expression, he picked up a warm cup of ginger tea and made her drink it.
Bai Weiwei was filled with tea, and before she could say anything, Qi Chimu got up, retrieved the foot-washing basin, filled it with water, and stirred in medicinal herbs.
Then he rolled up his sleeves, grasped her small, white feet, and personally washed them in the water.
Bai Weiwei’s body was stiff as she blankly sat there.
Qi Chimu crouched down, his brows and eyes soft.
He completely didn’t consider that this action, in this time, in this place was a shameful and lowly appearance for men.
He even smiled. “The doctor said that you’re sweating due to illness and need to supplement your body. Soaking your feet can improve your health.”
Bai Weiwei blinked. She couldn’t help drawing her foot back.
But Qi Chimu kept a strong grip, his palms warm, and pinched her soft toes.
Bai Weiwei’s face promptly flushed red, and she even gave an unconscious shudder.
The soles of her feet were sensitive, and a wave of numbness immediately shot straight up.
Qi Chimu immediately understood the reason behind her reaction. His gaze darkened, and his Adam’s apple bobbed, but there was no further movement.
He pressed down the fire in his belly and didn’t tease her, only solemnly washing her feet.
Bai Weiwei finally voiced her doubts. “What are you doing, Qi Chimu.”
Qi Chimu replied plainly, “Washing your feet.”
Bai Weiwei bit her lip. Finally, she couldn’t resist ridiculing him. “This is a servant’s job.”
Qi Chimu looked up, his gaze fixed on her.
She was unable to endure it, and she avoided his line of sight.
Qi Chimu’s voice was slow and serious. “Unless I die, no one else will touch any part of your body.”
The feet were such an intimate part. At the thought of them being shown to maidservants, he felt a piercing jealousy shoot up.
For a while, Bai Weiwei didn’t know what expression to put on.
She stuttered, “If you like to do servant’s work then who would stop you? Humph.”
Qi Chimu said in a low voice, “It’s only for you, little thing without a conscience. Otherwise, who could make me do this.”
And make him to be happy to do so.
Qi Chimu’s actions suddenly slowed. He was silent for a moment, before saying, “I have become a juren2, and my examination paper is the top scoring paper. The palace examination will take place in spring3. I’m confident I will be the top scorer4.
He kneaded her feet and raised his eyes to gaze at her deeply, his tone solemn and earnest.
“I can be a high-ranking official in the future, with a lot of money, and I can let you live a life that any woman will envy. I can grant you anything you desire and let you spend the next half of your life in glory and splendor.”
Bai Weiwei: Glory and splendor…
Could the term be used like this? It was a bit too grand.
Qi Chimu: “So stay with me ba. Make peace with living with me for a lifetime.”
Bai Weiwei moved her lips, looking at him with furrowed brows.
Seeming to hesitate over something.
Qi Chimu didn’t make trouble and smiled. “So don’t run away. I will cherish you.”
1: Car/driving a car is a euphemism for sex. Overturning the car is like… failing or messing up while in the middle of doing it? It’s also used in e-sports gaming when a player mucks up a play that they should have aced. Basically Bai Weiwei is a total expert in the ways of the papapa.↩
2: 举人: a graduate who passed the provincial exam, or xiangshi. The provincial exam is the third-highest level in the imperial examination system.↩
3: 开春: beginning of spring, or the lunar New Year.↩
4: The top scorer, or zhangyuan, is the scholar who ranked first overall in the dianshi, or palace examination (the highest level in the imperial examination system).↩
