Reborn as a concubine's daughter and entering a noble family: Xie Lang, don't be too seduc

Before the person even stepped inside the house, just as they entered the yard and reached the door...

Hawthorne, with her sharp ears, immediately heard the noise coming from inside the house!

But the noise stopped quickly.

Realizing someone was inside, she deliberately stopped in front of the door. "...Where's my calligraphy copybook?"

"Calligraphy copybook?" Upon hearing this, Wutong hurriedly began searching for it.

Of the things I brought back from the study, there were indeed no calligraphy copybooks.

But she clearly remembered that she had already put everything away from the table.

"It was a calligraphy copybook given to me by the eldest young master, for me to practice writing." Huo Sanghua raised his voice slightly, as if deliberately reminding the person inside, "Wu Tong, could you go back and look for it again to see if I've forgotten it?"

“Okay,” Wutong replied.

Huo Sanghua took the things from her hands, watched Wu Tong hurriedly run out of the yard, and only after a moment did he get up and go into the house.

She placed the items on the table near the entrance with her head down and without looking to the side.

Out of the corner of his eye, he also quietly surveyed every corner of the room...

No.

No... ...

Apart from Xie Lin on the bed in the inner room, there was no one else in the room.

But the commotion she had just experienced still bothered her. She felt that there was a second person in the house who had heard them approaching and had hurriedly hidden themselves.

So then...

It might be... a woman Xie Lin brought back from outside?

"Come out," she said, suppressing her resentment and trying to sound as calm as possible, pretending not to care.

The person lying in the inner room, suppressing his nervousness, huddled on the bed. He had never been so apprehensive in front of a woman before, yet he still pretended to be calm.

Before Hawthorne returned, he was filled with anxiety and worry.

He was afraid that his elder brother and Sang Hua might have too much contact, but thinking about what happened last night... he didn't dare to go to Sang Hua, afraid that she would still mind.

So he paced anxiously around the room, rehearsing over and over how to start the conversation with Sang Hua when she returned.

But he missed his chance; by the time he realized what was happening, he could already hear them approaching the door. In a panic, he hastily jumped onto the bed...

She hid under the covers.

Hearing Sang Hua's words, he thought his mistake had been discovered and was about to awkwardly explain when he heard Huo Sang Hua say—

“You don’t need to avoid me like this. Wutong misunderstood just now, thinking you were just asking when I would be back… If you want to bring someone back again in the future, just have someone tell me that you have guests here, and I will know that I will be back later.”

What does this mean?

Xie Lin was also stunned...

Could she mean that he... brought someone back? Or... some women he'd had affairs with?!

My initial excitement cooled considerably, and I didn't care about feeling embarrassed anymore, so I simply sat up in bed.

Huo Sanghua assumed that "they" had just been fooling around in the room and had hurriedly covered up after hearing her and Wu Tong's footsteps. Upon entering, she saw Xie Lin wrapped in a blanket and lying on the bed, naturally leading to suspicion...

He didn't have time to put on his clothes.

He instinctively turned his head away.

Little did she know that Xie Lin, fully dressed, got out of bed and rushed to her side, saying, "Did you learn your skill in falsely accusing people in the palace?"

What do you mean he wants to bring the person back?!

When did he bring the person back?!

Seeing that Huo Sanghua did not react, Xie Lin grabbed her hand, dragged her to the bedside, and shook off the blanket covering her. "Look around, is anyone here?"

Then he swept his feet under the bed twice, "Nothing under the bed!"

Then he dragged her behind the curtain, "Here... see if there's any of the 'guests' you mentioned?"

Before Hawthorne could speak, he dragged her to the cabinet and opened it and the boxes one by one. "What about here?"

Nobody...

Apart from Xie Lin and Huo Sanghua, there was no one else breathing in the room.

The blankets on the bed were pulled back, and there was no one behind the curtains. All the cabinets and boxes in the room were open, but there was no sign of the "woman" she had imagined.

"I don't care." Huo Sanghua said coldly, feeling a strange sensation in her heart, a mix of bitterness and unease, a sense of grievance and inexplicable inexplicability. "We are not a real couple, so it's not my place to interfere if you bring someone back. I just hope that if you bring someone back in the future, you can tell me in advance to avoid an awkward situation for everyone."

After saying that, he picked up the things on the table and was about to leave.

She didn't want to admit her feelings, didn't want to admit that she really cared about Xie Lin's actions.

But her heart involuntarily leaned towards Xie Lin.

last night... ...

She was truly moved and wanted to give herself to him.

Thinking that I would probably never marry another man in my life, I have no regrets about having had this experience.

But Xie Lin stopped at the most crucial moment and said... ...Go to sleep early... ...

Hawthorne felt it was all just wishful thinking on her part, while Xie Lin remained the same womanizer, only now treating her and other women as equals, showering her with tender affection. But then, in a sudden moment, she remembered...

There is still an "agreement" between them.

So it stopped as soon as it was said to.

I regained my composure in time to avoid making a deeper mistake.

"What's wrong with you!" Xie Lin grabbed her arm and pulled her back from where she was about to leave. The things Huo Sanghua was holding fell to the ground in the struggle, scattered and scattered.

Unbeknownst to her, long before she opened her eyes at dawn, Xie Lin had been gazing at her sleeping face for a long time.

Although he stopped at the crucial moment and calmly told Huo Sanghua to go to sleep early, he didn't close his eyes all night. He lay next to Huo Sanghua, listening to her breathing gradually become steady. He watched her like that all night.

Hawthorne was unaware of his feelings, let alone the responsibilities he carried.

From the very beginning, she barged into Xie Lin's life so rashly, openly declaring her intention to marry him in front of the Xie family.

It disrupted everything he had planned.

Knowing he wasn't someone he could entrust his life to, Huo Sanghua proposed a one-year agreement with him at Lanyin Temple... He was willing to protect her for a year.

At that time, all I was thinking about was sending her away a year later.

But when Hawthorne became his wife and gradually took root in his life, he had to admit that his initial resolve had wavered.

He wanted to protect her and keep her safe, but she got caught up in the vortex of it all and sank deeper and deeper.

He hesitated...

I don't know whether I should continue.

But he knew he would never want to let her leave now.

Before she woke up, Xie Lin slipped out the door, wanting to find a chance to figure out what kind of relationship he and Sang Hua wanted to continue. He knew that Sang Hua wanted to live peacefully, that she wanted to leave the palace and leave this place, and that his feelings would inevitably put her in a difficult position.

So he spent the entire afternoon thinking about...

How should I face her? How should I explain what happened last night?

Unexpectedly, Sang Hua misunderstood and thought he went out early that morning and then... brought someone back with him...