readytorunbook Chapter 301: Sadness and Separation
Chapter 301: Sadness and Separation
"Brother, should I say you are lucky, or is it just fate that takes pity on your misfortune and gives you the chance to linger on?"
Jiang Chen smiled, his narrow and bright fox eyes curved, gleaming with light like snowflakes and shattered ice: "I didn't even succeed in killing you twice."
"But it's true. If it was so easy to solve, this drama, this chess game would be boring. It would be more interesting if there were some challenges and surprises."
Jiang Chen leaned back with his chin in his hand, looking at the pool of shimmering water with his eyes full of light. He tapped the rosewood table with his fingertips: "In that case, let's do something more interesting."
He smiled, with a sly curve at the corners of his lips.
The moonlight gradually grew darker, passing through the streets and alleys, through the lights of thousands of homes, rushing straight into the wilderness, heading towards the direction closest to the sky.
Ten miles from the city gate, there is a small courtyard with a stream flowing through it, sparkling in the night.
In the flickering candlelight, a slender woman was gently wiping the sweat off the frowning man on the couch.
After a few days of treatment, Jiang Hong's memory finally recovered slowly. However, the clearer his memory became, the more complicated his feelings towards Pei Yan became.
During the time when she was seriously injured and lost her memory, the person who took care of her day and night was Pei Yan.
This discovery made his thoughts surge, and conflicting waves of joy and confusion surged in his heart, making him anxious.
So, when Pei Yan fed him the medicine again, Jiang Hong stared at her and suddenly sneered, "I didn't expect that the Crown Princess would be reduced to this, doing such a servant's work. What, are you tired of the life in the East Palace and want to try the feeling of getting your fingers wet with water?"
Pei Yan's hand holding the spoon paused slightly. How could she not hear the sarcasm and coldness in Jiang Hong's words?
She raised the corners of her lips slightly and whispered, "This is what I should do. Your Highness the Crown Prince has been in danger for the country and the people and has suffered so much. As the Crown Princess, how can I sit back and enjoy my life?"
Jiang Hong was stunned for a moment, but then he said coldly: "I don't think so."
"You are so dedicated because you are afraid that if I die, you will be buried with me and you will never see the person you miss so much again, right?"
He stared at Pei Yan, not missing any subtle changes in her facial expression.
However, the woman in front of him smiled gently, her tone unchanged: "Your Highness, you are joking. Taking care of Your Highness is my duty as the Crown Princess. It has nothing to do with others."
Pei Yan's attitude made Jiang Hong more and more confused. Her every move and every word revealed her sincere care and consideration, which made his heart tremble involuntarily.
He stared at Pei Yan's busy figure intently, and a glimmer of hope quietly sprouted in his heart.
He hoped that Pei Yan's concern for him was genuine and not out of responsibility.
However, this hope was soon shattered by another voice.
Gu Wen's figure hovered in his mind like a ghost, and that voice spoke in his ear.
"Listen, she said she is the Crown Princess."
"No matter what you say, the reason she gives is because she is the Crown Princess."
"It's obvious that her identity as the Crown Princess has bound her. This is her responsibility, so she must come to Liuzhou. She can only come to Liuzhou. Otherwise, once you die, she will lose everything. It is very likely that she will even ruin her best years and be buried with you in the eternal darkness at a young age. She will never be able to see her beloved lover again."
"She doesn't love you and doesn't belong to you. Don't fool yourself."
"No!"
Jiang Hong's face was covered with cold sweat, and he shouted while panting. Pei Yan turned back in shock, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll go ask Miss Yun to come over."
She turned around and was about to leave, but her wrist suddenly tightened.
Jiang Hong held her hand tightly, staring at her with bloodshot eyes, until the astonishment and confusion in her eyes woke him up. Jiang Hong came to his senses, let go of her hand, turned his head and said, "Nothing, you go out, I want to rest alone for a while."
Pei Yan stared at him blankly for a long while, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing, nodded in agreement, and left silently.
Jiang Hong raised his head, looked dejectedly at the ceiling of the bed, and suddenly laughed out loud.
No wonder my father looks down on him and others look down on him.
He is so cowardly and timid.
Those feelings written in the deepest part of the heart have long been accustomed to the frosty river, but they raise retreating waves under the sudden slow rapids.
Faint traces of tears passed across his pale lips, which turned as pale as cherry blossoms under the moonlight, representing the fragility of life, just like the permanent paleness beneath the seemingly prosperous appearance of his life.
Because I care, I am afraid of losing.
She was by his side, and he was sad to be separated from her.
……
The recovery of the disaster in Liuzhou also meant the day for the troops to return home.
After another day of rest and finishing work, everyone quickly got ready and set off for Beijing.
On the way back, Yun Shuning and Jiang Yu rode in the same carriage.
It was not known whether it was because Jiang Yu's trip was too hasty or for other reasons, but the carriage they took on the return trip was not big. It was fine during the day, but when night fell, the two could only sleep close together.
Knowing that Yun Shuning was afraid of the cold, Jiang Yu took off his outer robe first to warm the bed, then lifted a corner of the quilt to let her in.
When Yun Shuning snuggled into his arms like a cat, Jiang Yu couldn't even lie down completely.
He held her in his arms and said, "The meat I raised in Yanjing is gone again. I have to raise some for you when I return."
Yun Shuning's lips curled slightly, and the smile on her face was so gentle that it could drip flower dew: "Chu Yaowei Bin, but it is the trend in Dayan now."
"I don't like it." Jiang Yu said.
"If so what do you like?"
Jiang Yu stared at her: "I only like my little princess."
Yun Shuning smiled and leaned against his neck, then she opened her eyes and whispered, "I have an idea."
Jiang Yu gently stroked her long, shiny hair and said, "You say."
"Those refugees who attacked the prince at the beginning were probably spies from southern Xinjiang. Otherwise, they would not have been able to find the injured prince so accurately. The siege in Liuzhou this time, from the sudden death to the plague, was obviously intentional. This further proves that our previous speculation was correct, so..."
She whispered a few words into Jiang Yu's ear, and Jiang Yu nodded in agreement, lowering his eyes to look at her: "My princess is so smart, now, it's time to go to bed."
Yun Shuning leaned out her upper body, uncovered the lampshade, blew out the light, and nestled back into Jiang Yu's arms.
They pressed against each other, their five senses becoming clearer in the darkness, and the clothes that were pressed against them becoming so thin that they could feel each other's hot and scorching breath.
The lips and tongue were entangled in the thin air that suddenly became hot and humid, and the moment they touched, a raging fire started the whole land.
Jiang Yu suddenly turned over and pressed on her, and the carriage moved immediately. The slight sound was particularly obvious at night.
Jiang Yu kissed her desperately, and when he couldn't control himself anymore, he suddenly tilted his head and buried it in her neck.
"I really want to go back to Yanjing as soon as possible, if I didn't have to hurry on my journey, if I didn't have to hurry on my journey..." Jiang Yu rubbed her earlobe, and the second half of the sentence was hidden in his lingering kiss.
Yun Shuning only felt that her body and cheeks were instantly burned to ashes, and then softened as spring water, and she was kneaded in Jiang Yu's arms like a cloud.
"... Actually, you can." She whispered.
Jiang Yu panted: "I don't want to."
“That’s not what it says…” Yun Shuning had already felt the changes in his body, it was almost scalding her.
"I don't want to be so hasty," Jiang Yu continued with a hoarse voice, "I want to enjoy myself."
He grabbed her fingers and brought them to his lips, kissing them one by one at first. It seemed that he was obviously unsatisfied, so he opened his lips and bit them lightly as if to vent his anger. However, he was reluctant to bite them too hard, so he rubbed them bit by bit, making Yun Shuning's heart itch as well.
She put her lips close to his and whispered in his ear: "I know a way to make you feel better..."
Although Yun Shuning had never experienced it, she had taken health education classes when she was a student... She remembered it even though she didn't want to learn it.
She opened her clothes a little, and Jiang Yu held her wrist, stopping her hand from moving down.
"No."
"We won't be discovered." Yun Shuning knew that the people outside were all night watchmen and hidden secret guards. People who practiced martial arts had good hearing. She chuckled and kissed him on the cheek soothingly, resting her forehead against his, their breaths entwined.
The soft and sweet fragrance that belonged to her slowly brushed against his ears.
"Don't make any sound."
Holding her hand, the movements tightened and loosened in such sweet fragrance, just like his struggling heart at this moment.
Yun Shuning just struggled lightly and it opened.
A rustling sound was heard in the extreme darkness, and slightly cool fingertips brushed across the hot skin.
Jiang Yu's breathing suddenly became heavy.
"Ning'er..."
A murmur full of pain, urgency and endurance escaped from his lips.
He raised his head slightly, then quickly lowered it, biting her hair with his scarlet eyes stained with lust, and kissed her neck closely and closely, venting his unbearable gasps on it.
The imprisoned beast felt pleasure in this burning, hot and cramped space, but that was not the ultimate, he knew, because she could give him much more than that.