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Zhao Man was dressed in a long white garment, truly pure and enchanting, with her delicate white hands clutching Xi Yue's clothing as she apologized to her.
She appeared like a fragile woman, yet she possessed some grace.
Xi Yue could only agree, having always regarded her as a younger sister; they were very compatible as siblings.
Usually, she would write outrageous things and liked to make jokes at her own expense, but it was all in good fun and never taken seriously.
She said, "Sister, I don't have this delicate and charming appearance, but you mustn't joke about it in the future; it's not good for your reputation."
She also glanced at Qin Feng, who was still rolling his eyes at him, as if warning him.
"Husband, regarding what my sister just said, you were just laughing at that moment and didn't take it seriously, right?"
Of course, Qin Feng felt the same way; how could he take it seriously? Even if he thought about it, he couldn't; it would definitely lead to a big argument.
The atmosphere eased again, transforming into a relationship of sisters and the bond between the younger sister and Brother Qin.
Zhao Man wasn't just joking; those were her true feelings. Somehow, the words hidden in her heart came out; she had admired Brother Qin for a long time and had developed feelings for him.
In the past, Brother Qin was quite refined; his poetry was excellent, and he wrote beautiful calligraphy. He treated his sister very well and was simply the model husband in her heart.
After all, she was still a young lady from a prestigious family with overly simple thoughts.
Qin Feng looked at his primary wife with elegance as she admired the blooming flowers and evergreens that had been transported from the south.
Of course, in this cold winter season when everything else was withering away, it stood out somewhat. He could only watch without really caring.
Zhao Man looked at the beautiful flowers and green trees, feeling somewhat pleased, especially upon seeing Brother Qin, the model of the older brother next door.
She said, "Brother Qin, with so many beautiful flowers and green trees here, why don't you compose a poem on the spot for me and my sister to appreciate your literary talent? Would that be alright?"
Qin Feng was taken aback; it seemed absurd that he was being asked to write poetry! He hadn't written a love poem in a long time.
Xi Yue, dressed in a red robe with red rouge on her face, had lost the ethereal beauty of the white-clad fairy and appeared very feminine, with alluring curves.
Her big eyes initially looked at him with great anticipation but quickly faded into disappointment.
Qin Feng noticed this. He used to have some talent; he could play with words and ink, which was why such a stunning wife had chosen him as her husband.
It was just writing poetry; it wasn't like he had never done it before, though it had been quite a while since he wrote love poems.
He gazed at the blooming flowers and grass, as well as the green trees, and began to gather his thoughts.
He recited, "To the left, white garments accompany red blooms; five-colored flowers and green trees stand apart. To the right, blue branches welcome the beauty; the beauty's husband admires the full garden."
He felt it had a certain charm to it, subtly praising his primary wife's beauty while acknowledging that she was not present to witness it.
Xi Yue heard this and realized that his poetic flair had indeed diminished. It sounded pleasant but lacked substance and coherence.
However, since he praised her stunning appearance, she forgave him and burst into laughter, appearing very happy.
Zhao Man thought it was not bad; although it was somewhat inferior to before, it still had some charm. He praised himself as a great beauty, comparable to her sister.
Brother Qin compared himself to Husband, likening himself and his sister to beauties, as the three of them admired the flowers together. Could it be that his heart harbored similar intentions?
A flush appeared on her face, and she felt her affection for him growing; it was really just a form of admiration, but in ancient times, that could be considered love.
“Brother Qin, your poetry is truly wonderful! It has charm and substance, not empty at all. Why don’t you teach me? I want to learn; I’m tired of practicing the piano at home.”
Qin Feng was naturally pleased, a smile spreading across his face. To have a beauty appreciate his poetry felt amazing, even if it was just that.
It felt like a pure and charming Neighboring Sister; teaching her wouldn’t be a problem, and he was happy about it.
However, this time he was cautious and glanced at his stunning wife to gauge her expression; he couldn’t act recklessly.
Wang Xiyue looked at the nearby Pure and Innocent Sister and wondered why things seemed different today. It appeared she had a fondness for her Husband. Had she been missing him during their brief separation?
Teaching her a few lines of poetry wasn’t a big deal; after all, he would be watching from the side. Qin Feng didn’t dare to overstep; otherwise, he wouldn’t be forgiven.
Agreeing, Qin Feng began to teach her poetry. In truth, he didn’t understand it too well himself, following a more modern approach that was relatively open and free.
This made her admire him even more, shedding the constraints of the past—she could do whatever she wanted.
If following Brother Qin’s idea of pursuing beauty was correct, shouldn’t she also express her feelings and let him know?
Zhao Man surprisingly stayed at the Qin Residence, joining them for dinner.
It had been a long time since she had eaten at the Qin Residence, and she missed the old chef’s cooking, so she decided to stay for dinner.
At the dining table, she threw a flirtatious glance at Qin Feng, a gaze filled with affection.
Qin Feng sensed something; could it be that this Neighboring Sister truly had feelings for him, with such deep emotion?
He dared not meet her affectionate eyes directly, as there were two stunning ladies watching nearby, and he did not want to be caught in their scrutiny.
Primary Wife Xi Yue and his wife Xiao Xiao both noticed; they were experienced and recognized that affectionate gaze, clearly indicating that she had her sights set on Husband. What a sister trying to steal her own husband's attention.
After finishing the meal, Zhao Man planned to leave the Qin Residence. However, she did not arrive in a carriage but followed her maid, who had already returned home.
Qin Feng and Primary Wife also walked to the Gate of Your Residence to see her off.
They arranged for Neighboring Sister to have a carriage, the only one in the residence, driven by the skilled coachman Guan Ping.
Coachman Guan Ping was a rough man, tall in stature but with a very coarse face, dark yellow in complexion, dressed simply, resembling a typical servant.
Seeing this pure and gentle young lady made him very happy; he smiled broadly and invited her into the carriage before sending her home.
Zhao Man was a young lady from a wealthy family, accustomed to being pampered. Having this rough man escort her made her quite anxious. What if he had ulterior motives along the way? She had heard stories from her sister about such things.
She said, "Let Brother Qin accompany me in the carriage; is that alright, sisters? This coachman looks too fierce; I’m scared, and he comes from an unknown background."
Her worry was evident; she appeared delicate, and her voice was sweetly captivating.
Hearing this, coachman Guan Ping felt somewhat saddened. In fact, his late wife had also been gentle but lacked such ethereal beauty. His smile faded as he felt downcast.
Primary Wife certainly disagreed and planned to have Afu replace Qin Feng, but surprisingly, Afu was nowhere to be found; he had just been there during dinner.
Qin Feng got into the carriage, actually willing to do so. It was an honorable thing to take this pure and charming Neighboring Sister home.
Soon, the two of them were in the carriage, and there was a silence.
Currently, Qin Feng only regarded Zhao Man as a Neighboring Sister, without any such thoughts, especially since she was his Primary Wife's close friend; he dared not act that way.
However, Zhao Man felt a surge of emotions upon seeing the person she admired. Listening to his aspirations for freedom and beauty, she leaned her long, warm body against his shoulder, feeling the warmth and spaciousness of it.
For a moment, she didn't dare to express her feelings directly. She had already developed feelings for him and wanted him to marry her, but that seemed unlikely.
Leaning her soft, warm body against him made them seem closer, allowing her to feel his warmth.
At that moment, Qin Feng could no longer remain calm; this was a hint! A hint!
Yet he tried to comfort himself, thinking that the Neighboring Sister was simply tired from playing and wanted a shoulder to lean on. He shouldn't get too excited; after all, she was his wife's close friend, akin to sisters.
The delicate strands of hair that drifted over carried a fragrant scent—fresh, pure, and slightly shy.
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