Arrogant and domineering because of his good looks: His Majesty always pretends to be righteous

While washing away the ink, Xia Rongliu was still sighing, "This little face only looks better when something is put on it."

She had Xia Zhanxin lie face down on the basin with her eyes closed, and she washed Xia Zhanxin's face with her hands. The ink was easy to wash off, but after a while, a thin layer of black residue would form, which was a bit difficult to remove.

Xia Zhanxin felt Xia Rongliu's palms, fingers, and fingertips brushing against his face. He couldn't describe the feeling; it was tingling and numb. With his eyes closed, his facial features were magnified.

The strange feeling that started on her face spread all the way to her heart, and Xia Zhanxin felt that she was becoming more and more strange.

Xia Rongliu rubbed the patch of skin, but was afraid of hurting Xia Zhanxin. After rubbing for a long time and seeing that it couldn't be removed, she simply washed it with water and left it alone.

The faint ink color and the fragrance of ink were still noticeable, even though the color was not obvious. Xia Rongliu sighed and thought, "Oh well, it will go away on its own in a few days."

After finishing their meal, Xia Rongliu taught Xia Zhanxin some more lessons before going to bed. When they entered the room, both Xia Rongliu and Xia Zhanxin were stunned.

What used to separate them were bedding and pillows, but now a curtain has been added directly in the middle.

Xia Zhan couldn't understand why, and her eyes filled with a hint of disappointment. She looked at Xia Rong and Liu Tianzhen and asked, "Sister, why do we need to add curtains?"

What can a seven-year-old understand? What can a child who has been wandering before the age of seven understand? Xia Zhanxin really disliked this curtain.

“Uh…” What could Xia Rongliu say? Of course she knew why; she wasn’t really an eight-year-old child who “shouldn’t touch men and women.”

Xia Rongliu left these words and climbed onto her half of the bed, and Xia Zhanxin naturally had no choice but to obediently climb onto her other half as well.

As for why, it's very simple. Spring is different from winter, where you can just take off an outer garment to sleep, or maybe even just wear a mid-length coat. Not to mention summer, when you only wear a thin outer shirt.

Xia Rongliu is a woman, and Xia Zhanxin is a man, so they naturally need to be kept separate.

On the second day,

In the morning, Xia Zhanxin was to go to school with Xia Zhishu, unlike before when she would only deliver lunch and stay until the afternoon. Since Xia Zhanxin was going, Xia Rongliu would naturally go as well.

Just like yesterday, Xia Rongliu stayed by Xia Zhanxin's side, treating her as an eavesdropper.

"Yuanxiao Festival." Xia Rongliu suddenly called out softly to Xia Zhanxin. Xia Zhanxin turned to look at her and said, "Don't you think I look a lot like your little page, your study companion right now?"

Xia Zhanxin didn't know what a "little pageboy" or "study companion" meant, but the phrase "your little pageboy" made him curious. Xia Zhanxin shook his head.

What is a "little pageboy"?

Xia Rongliu chuckled lightly. That's right. How could Xia Zhanxin possibly know what a pageboy is? A pageboy is someone who accompanies a child from a wealthy family when he goes to school.

In small towns like this, there probably isn't such a thing as a tutor or pageboy.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you, so just focus on writing." Xia Rongliu said, then sat down on the cushion.

The child in front turned around and asked, "Sister Xia, you're here so early today! Is it because of Xia Zhanxin?"

Today, because Xia Rongliu arrived early, the whole group was in an uproar, but compared to yesterday, no one dared to go up to Xia Zhanxin.

"Hmm, is it because of something about him?"

The child in front looked surprised. "Why? Could it be... could it be that you are...?"

At this moment, Xia Zhanxin also stopped writing, wanting to hear what the child in front of her had to say. The child swallowed hard and asked, "Could it be that you two have arranged a marriage between your children?!"

A marriage arranged by childhood? This was a completely foreign concept to Xia Zhanxin. He suddenly felt incredibly stupid, knowing nothing and not even understanding the meaning of the words being used.

Xia Rongliu almost choked on her own saliva. The child in front of her continued, "Oh, Sister Xia, what's wrong? Are you unwilling? If you're unwilling, then you have to..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop! Don't talk anymore. I have no arranged marriage with him. Xia Zhanxin is just my younger brother. Don't talk nonsense." Xia Rongliu interrupted the child in front of her. What strange ideas did he have?

The child in front of them pouted and said "Oh." Because Xia Rongliu hadn't told them what their relationship was, although they were both pretty, they didn't look alike, so who could tell they were siblings?

"And do older sisters usually treat their younger brothers like this?" The child in front sighed and shook his head, wishing his sister could be like that someday.

The child in front turned around, and before Xia Zhanxin had even heard about the meaning of "arranged marriage," she went to ask Xia Rongliu, "Sister, what is an arranged marriage?"

“A betrothal is an engagement made when you’re young, and you get married when you grow up. That’s what a betrothal is. What, Yuanxiao, do you want to arrange a betrothal for your child too?” Xia Rongliu looked at Xia Zhanxin.

"Get married when you grow up? Like your father and mother?" Xia Zhanxin didn't say anything.

Xia Rongliu, assuming he was thinking something, said, "This is very bad. The two children have no emotional foundation; things will only get worse if this continues..."

He realized that he and his sister had developed feelings for each other; his sister cared about him a lot, and he liked his sister very much.

Xia Rongliu's lips twitched at the sight of his expectant expression.

“If you really want to arrange a marriage between our children, I’ll talk to Father and we’ll find a good family in town. But you two need to cultivate your relationship from a young age…” Xia Rongliu kept talking, while Xia Zhanxin had already turned her head back.

Xia Rongliu was taken aback. "Huh? Are you listening? Weren't you looking so expectant just now?"

"Then, sister, would you arrange a marriage between our children?" Xia Zhanxin asked, his mood not very good at the moment.

"I don't know, maybe not, it depends on the situation," Xia Rongliu said, unaware that Xia Zhanxin's expression was starting to turn sour.

Yes, Xia Zhanxin was angry. Xia Zhanxin was angry again, but this time Xia Rongliu didn't notice. To be precise, Xia Zhanxin wasn't angry. An indescribable emotion lingered in her heart, and Xia Zhanxin suddenly felt a sense of defeat.

When noon arrived, Xia Zhishu, Xia Zhanxin, and Xia Rongliu were dumbfounded. What to do for lunch? In the past, either Xia Zhishu would bring his own lunch, or Xia Rongliu and Xia Zhanxin would bring him lunch. Now, Xia Zhishu hadn't brought his own, and Xia Rongliu and Xia Zhanxin couldn't possibly walk there and back.

……

Xia Zhishu told Xia Rongliu and Xia Zhanxin to wait for him there while he went to the noodle shop to get three bowls of noodles.

……

From now on, I'll have to bring my own lunch.

That evening, Xia Zhanxin finally couldn't hold back any longer and said "Sister" while lying in bed.

"Ok?"

"Can I arrange a marriage between us when we're children?"

"Huh, huh??!!" Xia Rongliu suddenly realized what was happening, sat up and said, "What? An arranged marriage? You want to arrange an arranged marriage between us?"

Seeing Xia Rongliu's strong reaction, Xia Zhanxin felt a little annoyed, but bravely continued to ask, "Is it not allowed? Didn't my sister say that we could arrange a marriage between our children?"

"It's possible, but it's me who can arrange a marriage between our children, not you. How could I arrange a marriage between us? It's impossible!"