Chapter 501
Chapter 501
Xu Qingshi shook his head. His Father hadn't let him leave.
However, he still felt extremely uneasy in his heart.
"Since that's the case, why bring trouble upon yourself? You are your Father's child; you can't let a few words from outsiders shake your trust in him, can you? If you do that, have you thought about how heartbroken your Father would be?"
Li Zhiwei held Xu Qingshi close, carefully comforting him.
"So, what those two said is false, right?" Xu Qingshi asked again, uncertainly.
"Of course!" Li Zhiwei actually didn’t know if it was true or false.
But as far as this matter was concerned, Xu Heming wished it were false, so naturally it was false.
Besides, hadn’t Xu Qingshi’s mother died in childbirth?
If that woman were still alive and had run off with someone—such a disgraceful scandal—she didn’t think Xu Heming would ever spread it around.
"Thank you, Pretty Sister," Xu Qingshi said, letting out a long sigh of relief. He was genuinely afraid—if he weren’t his Father’s child, what would he do?
"Pretty Sister again?" Li Zhiwei raised an eyebrow. Just a moment ago, he’d called her 'Mother,' and now it was back to 'Pretty Sister'?
Was it because she hadn’t given him his 'correction fee' yet?
With that thought, Li Zhiwei found a thick red envelope from a nearby chest and handed it to Xu Qingshi.
"What’s this?" Xu Qingshi asked, puzzled.
"This? Naturally, it’s your correction fee!" Li Zhiwei said with great seriousness.
"So, once this silver is spent, can I still call you Pretty Sister?" Xu Qingshi’s eyes sparkled as he asked playfully.
"That won’t do. You’ve already called me Mother—how can you change back?" Li Zhiwei looked at him with feigned displeasure.
"Then, if I run out of silver to spend, will you give me more?" Xu Qingshi thought of how He Rui had told him that his mother would give him silver to spend.
Even though he wasn’t short of silver now, what a mother gave was always different.
"Of course I will," Li Zhiwei nodded. A child couldn’t spend much silver, could he?
"And if I don’t have clothes to wear, will you get me new ones?" Xu Qingshi asked again.
His little friends had all said that a mother is someone who cares for you.
He hadn’t had one before—would it be different now that he might finally have a mother?
"Naturally, I will. But I’m a mother for the first time, too. If there’s anything I do wrong, you must tell me." Li Zhiwei nodded. These were small matters.
Since she had become Xu Heming’s princess, for whatever reason, she owed Xu Qingshi a huge debt of gratitude.
If she could give him the love a mother should, she was willing to do so—she just had no experience. If she did poorly, she hoped Xu Qingshi would point it out so she could improve.
"Then I’m being a son for the first time, too. If I do anything wrong, you must tell me as well," Xu Qingshi mimicked Li Zhiwei’s tone.
"Then we have an agreement!" Li Zhiwei said with amusement.
"Hmm! From now on, can I call you Mother?" Xu Qingshi looked at Li Zhiwei and asked.
Outside the room, Cuiguo, Qinghua, and Qingyue were all watching the interior. They were curious—what secret words could the princess and the young heir have that they couldn’t hear?
The two had been talking for quite some time now.
"Why has the princess been talking with the heir for so long?" Cuiguo was the first to grow impatient.
"The heir and the princess have always gotten along well; they’re probably just sharing private thoughts," Qinghua said after a moment’s thought.
"But the heir is just a child. Why did the princess send us all out?" Cuiguo muttered quietly.
"The prince is back," Qingyue said, spotting Xu Heming in the distance, and quickly announced it.
"Hmm. Why are all of you out here?" Xu Heming frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.
He thought, Zhou Yuxin had already dropped a bombshell on him today. Could it be that Li Zhiwei was hiding someone too?
At that thought, Xu Heming quickly shook his head.
Li Zhiwei wasn’t that kind of person.
"To answer the prince, the heir is inside," Qingyue said quickly, seeing Xu Heming’s grim expression.
Upon hearing this, the crease between Xu Heming’s eyebrows instantly relaxed.
He thought to himself that Xu Qingshi sure knew how to pick his timing to steal his time with her.
Tonight was supposed to be his and Li Zhiwei’s wedding night.
Xu Heming gently pushed open the door and saw a large and a small figure sleeping soundly, embracing on the bed.
Xu Heming suddenly smiled.
"Little rascal, your father steals my woman, and now you’re stealing her too?" Xu Heming muttered to himself carelessly.
"Someone, take the heir back to the Liangqi Courtyard!" Xu Heming lifted Xu Qingshi and gave the order to the servants.
Rusong quickly took Xu Qingshi from Xu Heming’s arms and slipped away.
"Your Highness," Li Zhiwei said, still half-asleep, as she saw Xu Heming. She was startled at first, then remembered—tonight was their wedding night.
How had she fallen asleep?
Then she thought of Xu Qingshi, who had been in the room, but after looking around, she couldn’t find him.
"Where is Qingshi?" Li Zhiwei asked, a little worried.
She wondered if Xu Heming had secretly had him taken care of.
"I had someone send him back to the Liangqi Courtyard," Xu Heming said, irritated. This woman—when would she ever have eyes only for him?
"Princess, they say every moment of a wedding night is precious. Surely you haven’t forgotten that tonight is our wedding night, have you?"
Xu Heming looked at Li Zhiwei with obvious dissatisfaction as he asked.
He even used the formal term 'this prince' instead of 'I,' which he rarely did in front of Li Zhiwei.
"Your Highness, this consort wouldn’t dare forget," Li Zhiwei said, both nervous and a little embarrassed.
She hadn’t expected Xu Heming to be so blunt about it being their wedding night.
But deep down, she still felt some hesitation.
After all, today’s events had been far too absurd.
"It’s best you haven’t forgotten!" Xu Heming picked her up and carried her toward the bridal bed.
"Ah!" Li Zhiwei let out a soft cry as Xu Heming set her down.
"What’s wrong?" Xu Heming asked, concerned.
"Nothing, it’s this," Li Zhiwei said, pulling out a peanut from beneath her with a mix of amusement and frustration.
She and Xu Qingshi had already cleared away most of the peanuts and melon seeds scattered on the bed earlier.
But one had slipped through, and it had landed right under her.
"It sure knows how to hide," Xu Heming said, somewhat amused by the sight.
"Earlier, Qingshi and I had actually swept them all to the foot of the bed," Li Zhiwei explained awkwardly.
"I can see that. But, Princess, the night is short. Are you sure you want to discuss this peanut with me?"
Xu Heming raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice.