Chapter 38 Are you missing your lover?

"I just arrived," Jiang Yueying said, feigning ignorance. "I heard you guys talking about whether they're a good match or not."

Xie Yuting smiled openly: "The young master said that we are a good match."

"The words you said have nothing to do with me. Who are you trying to fool?" Jiang Yueying blurted out what was in her heart, and then she was stunned.

Oops.

Xie Yuting on the other side uttered a long "oh" and said mischievously, "Didn't you say you just arrived?"

"I..." Jiang Yueying's face flushed instantly.

Damn it, I accidentally let it out.

She looked away awkwardly, her eyelashes drooping, feeling guilty.

Xie Yuting came up to her and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Aren't you innocent and cute?"

"What nonsense...!" What innocent and cute thing? She's always so fierce, how can she be cute...

Xie Yuting always loved to tease people. Jiang Yueying frowned and thought that she must not be fooled by him. This guy must be talking sweet words, huh.

Beneath the marriage tree, a gentle breeze blows.

The red ribbons on the tree rustled in the wind. In the bleak winter, the red ribbons replaced the green leaves, making the ancient tree look vibrant and bright.

The little monk next to him reminded that lovers who hold hands and walk under the marriage tree will be blessed by Yue Lao and their red thread will not break in their lifetime.

Hearing this, Xie Yuting was eager to try it out.

Facing his outstretched hand, Jiang Yueying subconsciously moved away with reserve, but suddenly she remembered that the cold-clothed swordsman was squatting somewhere, secretly spying on them.

Jiang Yueying emphasized in her heart that in order to prove to the Hanyi Swordsman that she was not forced, it would be okay to hold hands.

Yes, it’s definitely not what I want to hold.

She stretched out her delicate hand and grasped the man's broad palm, and a warm current surged in her.

Unable to control her nervousness, she used extra force to pull him forward stiffly.

Xie Yuting couldn't help laughing: "You're pulling so hard, how can you pull out the radish?"

“…”

"Open your fingers." He whispered in her ear.

Her ears were numb, and Jiang Yueying didn't understand why, so she simply spread out her five fingers.

The next moment, their fingers were intertwined.

Xie Yuting held her hand tightly, and the two hands fit together tightly, like two lotus flowers.

"So good." A smile flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, her snow-white face turned red, Jiang Yueying's eyelids were burning with heat, her heart was pounding, and her mind was blank.

The two of them held hands and wandered under the tree at a slow pace. She was dressed warmly, wearing a snow-white fox fur coat. One hand was tucked into her sleeve, and the other hand was held tightly by Xie Yuting, and a constant stream of warmth was transmitted to her.

The other party was unusually quiet, with only the slow sound of wind and breathing around him.

Suddenly, she felt a strong sense of security.

This feeling is ethereal, dreamy and peaceful, making people unable to help but indulge in it.

It was so strange. She and Xie Yuting had only known each other for a few months, but being with him, she felt a sense of security as if her lonely heart had found a place to rest.

She took a deep breath, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of green grass and trees.

Everything was so peaceful, until suddenly, the bushes at the roots of the pine trees not far away trembled.

Jiang Yueying shuddered and glanced at the thick green pine tree, wondering if the swordsman in cold clothes was hiding behind it.

Looking down at the clasped hands, Xie Yuting's hands were slender with thin calluses, while her hands were as white as onions. The chilblains on them had disappeared, and the new skin was smooth and delicate. The two clean hands were tightly pressed together, inseparable.

That should be intimate enough, right?

I hope the cold-clothed swordsman will stop thinking about saving her from danger.

After walking around, Xie Yuting also asked the little monk for a red ribbon, intending to tie it to the top of the tree.

Looking up, huge ancient trees stand tall and majestic. Most of the red ribbons are tied on the lower branches, and occasionally some are tied around the waist. As for the top, it is cold and deserted and extremely lonely.

Most people can't climb that high.

Jiang Yueying hesitated: "It would be better to tie it somewhere low. You can't climb trees."

Xie Yuting turned his head and looked at her intently.

She swallowed and said cautiously, "What are you looking at? I can't climb trees either."

A certain prince lowered his gaze and stared at the little wolf Qiqi who was playing happily at the feet of the two men. Qiqi stopped waving his claws, tilted his head, and showed an innocent expression.

"It won't either." Jiang Yueying refused on Qiqi's behalf.

Finally, Yu Lang grabbed the red ribbon with an expressionless face, jumped onto the tree effortlessly, tapped the branches with his toes, and in the blink of an eye he reached the top of the ancient tree. The red ribbon in his hand fluttered in the wind, dazzling.

He was about to tie it when Xie Yuting at the foot of the tree began to direct: "A little more to the left, yes, an inch down... right here, great!"

Jiang Yueying was stunned.

Is this considered bullying a child?

Yulang tied the red ribbon tightly, tied a neat bow, and then jumped down lightly.

Jiang Yueying couldn't help but be curious and secretly asked Xie Yuting: "Who did Xiaolang learn his kung fu from? It's obvious that he's not simple."

"Xiao Lang's master is a big shot. You know the former leader of the martial arts world, Li Nanfeng," Xie Yuting said. "Back then, he dominated the martial arts world with his sword and knife, and was the undisputed leader. Many people wanted to become his disciples, but he ruthlessly rejected them all."

Jiang Yueying opened her eyes wide: "And then he accepted Xiao Lang as his disciple?"

Xie Yuting waved his fan and said leisurely: "To be honest, I am also Li Nanfeng's apprentice."

Jiang Yueying: "..."

Haha, so I've been teasing her for half the day.

…

The moon hangs over Mingquan Temple, and silver light shines everywhere.

The candlelight in the house flickered. Jiang Yueying was absent-minded, staring at the beams above her head in a daze.

A certain kind-hearted swordsman should have left, right?

I'm really afraid that the tiles will be suddenly removed.

I think the hero is a sensible person and would not spy on their married life at night.

Jiang Yueying couldn't help but think that the swordsman in cold clothes was so good, it would be great if Xie Yuting could learn from him. Even if Xiao Lang was an extraordinary martial artist, there would always be times when he was not around. Without some self-protection ability in the royal family, it would be difficult for him to move forward.

Now all the princes don't take Xie Yuting seriously, so no one deals with him. If one day their internal strife ends and they want to obtain the position of crown prince legitimately, the best way is to make Xie Yuting disappear.

Sooner or later, Xie Yuting will become a thorn in their eyes.

What if you voluntarily give up your position?

No, the Fourth Prince alone would like to kill Xie Yuting. If he loses his status, a fool like Xie Yuting will be bullied to death by them.

If it really doesn't work, why not try to fight for it?

Sigh, I don't know how many officials in the court are willing to support the Eastern Palace. Could it be that there are none at all...

To fight or not to fight?

The more Jiang Yueying thought about it, the more bleak her future seemed. She stared at the candlelight, her heart already flying away.

"Are you missing your lover?" A teasing voice suddenly came to my ears.

She suddenly came back to her senses and met Xie Yuting's frivolous peach blossom eyes. Xie Yuting was holding a wooden fish in his hand, on which was a crookedly painted turtle.

“…”

Damn it, she worked so hard for him, but this guy just knew how to play around!

"Yes, I miss my lover." She curled her lips and snorted coldly.

"You already have a husband, but you still long for a lover outside. It seems that I, your husband, have failed to satisfy you, my wife?"

He pinched her narrow waist with both hands, lifted the girl up and sat her on the round table, supporting herself with her arms on both sides, and a shadow fell over her.

She tried to move, but was trapped even tighter.

The two of them were so close that they could hear each other's breathing. Jiang Yueying's ears were red as blood. She didn't dare to look directly into his eyes. She felt like a little sparrow trapped in a cage, unable to fly out of the man's palm.

She didn't understand. Xie Yuting usually had a playful and innocent look, but every time he teased someone, he showed an undeniable aggressiveness...

Just like now, Jiang Yueying's legs have gone weak.

"Do you still want it?" He raised his eyebrows.

She hesitated for a long time and said dryly: "I don't have a lover." In fact, she wanted to ask, what about you, do you have any other confidantes outside?

Suddenly, she realized that she had never asked about Xie Yuting's past affairs. Perhaps it was because he hadn't been to any brothel since he got married that she had forgotten that Xie Yuting was a playboy...

Will he sneak into the brothel again one day?

Xie Yuting burst out laughing: "Little Princess, why are you so silly and actually answering seriously?"

Jiang Yueying pursed her lips and said sarcastically, "Who is like you, with so many bad peach blossoms? I am very clean."

There is no loophole in this statement. The real Princess Anyi was cruel and arrogant. No young man from aristocratic family dared to marry her. She herself also hated men, so she never got married.

"It's unfair! How come I have so many romantic relationships?" Xie Yuting shook his head. "We've been married for so long, have you ever seen me entangled with other women?"

"I don't even have a maid."

"Don't think I don't know that you often hung out in brothels before you got married." Jiang Yueying put her hands on her hips.

"That's true."

"You admit it!"

Xie Yuting smiled meaningfully: "Next time I take you with me, you will know what I am going to do."

“???” I’ve never heard of anyone bringing his wife to a brothel. What’s wrong with Xie Yuting?

Jiang Yueying was completely confused, staring at him with her round eyes as if she was looking at a complete fool.

Xie Yuting suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes blazing, his tone unusually serious: "I'm not lying to you, don't let your imagination run wild."

"Hmm..." Jiang Yueying's momentum weakened.

Although she was very disappointed, facing Xie Yuting's sincere gaze, she actually had the illusion that it was a sin not to trust him.

The moment she was distracted, the world was spinning. Xie Yuting picked her up and walked straight to the bed.

"What are you doing?" she asked in panic.

We were just chatting happily, why are you showing such a wolfish attitude?

"sleep."

Xie Yuting threw her onto the couch, took off his outer robe, and came up, dressed and ready to go to bed.

"?" Her expression was indescribable. "I have my own legs. I don't need you to hold them."

"I have long legs and can walk faster than you."

Damn bastard.

Jiang Yueying gritted her teeth secretly, thinking that having long legs was a big deal.

She said angrily: "Next time, could you please let me know before you do something? Don't be so reckless."

"As long as I let you know, I can do anything." Xie Yuting suddenly raised his head.

Jiang Yueying instinctively felt that there was a trap. In order to avoid being tricked, she chose to curl up in the quilt and refused to answer.

Hearing the man's helpless chuckle through the quilt, she scratched her itchy ears and breathed lightly.

The moonlight was cool, and the man reached out to draw down the bed curtain. The transparent gauze slowly blocked out the light, making the shadows inside the tent dim and ambiguous.

Normally, it only took her a moment to fall asleep, but today she tossed and turned for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

Xie Yuting noticed that she was suffering from insomnia and pulled her out of bed.

"Not used to the bed in the temple?"

Jiang Yueying shook her head. She was not picky about the environment. She could even sleep even if the house was leaking. The temple was much better than the cold palace.

"I'm thinking about something, can you answer me seriously?"

"But it's okay."

Jiang Yueying moved closer, leaned on his chest, and asked in a very low voice: "Do you really want to fight for that position?"

She is not Xie Yuting and cannot make any decisions on his behalf, so she needs to understand his thoughts.

"What would you do if I don't want to?" Xie Yuting chuckled.

Jiang Yueying pondered for a moment, then spoke carefully: "We can find a way to get the emperor to grant you a fiefdom. It doesn't matter if it's a remote place, away from all the disputes in the court, so that you can be a prince in a safe corner."

Xie Yuting frowned: "Aren't you afraid of suffering by following me?"

How could this be considered hardship? He was still a prince after all. She had grown up in the cold palace and had known the bitterness of life. In comparison, she was more worried that the extravagant Crown Prince would not be able to endure hardship and would shed tears every day.

"Life is more important." She had to say.

"What if I want that position?"

"Then let's fight for it. It's better than waiting to die." Jiang Yueying sighed, "It's quite frustrating to give up the throne of Crown Prince. If I were you, I wouldn't want to give away something that belongs to me..."

After he finished speaking, silence spread in the darkness.

The moonlight shines through the gauze, like a moist cloud, dripping onto Xie Yuting's handsome face.

After a long pause, he curled his lips and said, "Wait until you become queen, little princess."

This means I have agreed to fight for it.

Jiang Yueying felt both relieved and distressed, with a slightly sour feeling in her throat.

"You can't sleep because of this little thing, you little loser." Xie Yuting pinched her nose and pulled it affectionately.

She slapped his hand away: "Can't you be serious for a moment."

"In fact, there is something more important than seizing the throne right now." He spoke in a serious tone, which made the atmosphere even more tense in the dark environment.

Jiang Yueying then became serious: "What's the matter?"

"What kind of man do you like?"