Synopsis: [Main text finished] [Resilient Farm Girl vs. Venomous Aristocrat]
"She's nothing but a lowly farm girl exploiting kindness for gain, utterly beneath me. How could she ever ...
Chapter 99 Chapter 99 "Xie Yun, you are a lunatic." ...
Would Xie Yun feel panicked? Zhang Jingxian thought it was just an illusion caused by the dim light.
She had seen him twice in his most miserable state under the spruce forest. No matter when he was on the verge of death or his legs were about to be broken, his expression never changed from beginning to end.
She looked into his red eyes and calmly asked him to let her go. His arms were too tight and her waist was about to break.
"...Ah Xian." Xie Yun stared at her intently, his eyes motionless. When he heard her speak, his breathing became hoarse for a moment. "So you were in my arms."
Real, tangible, her body, her fragrance, her warmth.
Instead of being a phantom that can never be touched, watching her getting wet in the rain alone, watching her talking to a little bird alone, watching her being crushed into mud silently.
When the dream disappeared again, Xie Yun tasted the bloody smell rising from his throat and once again felt the excruciating pain of his body shattering into pieces.
Fortunately, the first thing he saw when he woke up was her. She was a small ball, soft and helpless in his arms, complaining that he was strangling her and it hurt.
Xie Yun, feeling as if his head was about to explode, slowly curled his lips and whispered to her, "Ah Xian, bear with it, it doesn't hurt at all."
The scarlet in his eyes had not faded, and he looked very much like a ghost in the mountains. Even the words of comfort he whispered sounded strange.
Zhang Jingxian felt a little stuffy in her chest and insisted that he let her go. When he refused to move, she struggled hard.
As a result, Xie Yun had a faint smile on his face. He pulled her struggling hand and forced it into his robe and pressed it against his heart.
"Ah Xian, the dancing here is a bit fast."
"Do you feel it? It's because of you."
"I know you've rested and aren't tired anymore."
He still didn't mention the dream that was so real that it was terrifying. He held her wrist tightly and rubbed her cheek with his chin.
This peasant girl will not die, she definitely won't.
Xie Yun thought about it, and soon, a frightening fanaticism appeared in his eyes. He would save her. No one could take her life while the heart in her chest continued to beat.
He sighed and held her dazed eyelashes intimately.
"Hmm."
Zhang Jingxian bit her lip hurriedly, trying to reach for the hairband she had pulled off and put it back on her eyelids. Soon, she began to regret what she had done.
She shouldn't have pushed him and woke him up. Even if he was immersed in a terrible dream, it wouldn't hurt Xie Yun at all.
But now, she herself has become the prey of the ferocious beast.
He wanted madly to swallow her whole. Her worries just now were completely unnecessary. Her strength could not shake him at all.
He not only wanted to eat her! He also wanted to crush her alive and chew her flesh and bones! Panic appeared in Zhang Jingxian's heart. She bit him with her teeth and kicked the scar on his leg with her feet. She used up all her strength, but in the end, she only got a very satisfied word from him.
"Don't cry, Ah Xian. Your tears are sweet. The more you cry, the harder it will be for me to endure."
He licked the tears from her eyes.
"Xie Yun...you are a...lunatic, and I don't like lunatics." Zhang Jingxian's eyelids were red and half open.
She whimpered unbearably, almost driven crazy by him.
"What is Ah Xian saying? I didn't hear a word." Xie Yun laughed out loud, probably because he was pleased by her appearance. The scarlet in his eyes spread to his eye sockets, and he felt a little sore.
He closed his eyes, and the pain in his heart wasn't as severe as before. Compared to that nightmare, her dislike was easier for him to accept.
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In the early morning, Zhang Jingxian did not wake up.
For a peasant girl who worked all year round, this was unusual. Her hard work day after day was ultimately thwarted by Xie Yun.
As the sun climbed higher, the noise in the guest house gradually grew louder.
After accepting the fact that Envoy Xie and Axian were getting married, Zheng Qi and others were more willing to go to the barracks. Anyone with a brain understood that this was a godsend opportunity.
As long as they don't commit suicide, no one can bully them from now on.
Liu Cangdu, who had lost an arm, was full of motivation. He couldn't wield a sword or shoot an arrow, but he could still feed horses in the army. If he could accumulate some military merit, his family would be able to hold their heads high when he returned home in two years.
Coincidentally, the uncle also brought someone they had known in Jiang Garden. Therefore, they decided to put aside their concerns and join the Northern Army today.
Compared to his confident companions, Zhang Rushan was uneasy. He knew clearly that his cousin could no longer stay in this guest house, but he still walked closer like a ghost and knocked on the door.
Unexpectedly, the door opened.
What was even more unexpected was that standing at the door was a tall and straight man.
Zhang Rushan faced the strong sense of oppression and raised his head slightly, still unable to adapt to other titles. "Why is the envoy in this room?"
Xie Yun's tone was cold, with no expression on her face, "Ah Xian likes it."
The whole mansion belonged to him, so what difference did it make whether she stayed in the guest house or in the main house? He would follow her wherever she wanted.
Hearing his words, Zhang Rushan nodded awkwardly, paused, and asked him if he could meet Ah Xian.
Xie Yun looked at him coldly without saying anything.
Zhang Rushan curled the corners of his lips and explained in a gentle voice that he and the villagers had decided to join the Northern Army and would live in the barracks like other soldiers in the future.
It might be much more difficult to meet each other later.
So before leaving, he wanted to see his cousin.
"She's tired and hasn't woken up yet." Xie Yun's expression was indifferent, and he told Zhang Rushan lightly that he could go. "She has tried her best to keep you safe. You'd better not let her down."
"Especially you, brother. Your aunt kicked Ah Xian out of the house because of you."
As a vengeful person, Xie Yun did not forget the blow Liu Pingniang hit him.
Zhang Rushan felt a pang of pain when he was told that. He felt a weight suddenly rising from his straight back. He said with a pale face, "I am sorry to Ah Xian."
A hint of mockery appeared in Xie Yun's eyes. He would not let the peasant girl hear the "I'm sorry". Otherwise, with her soft-hearted nature, she would probably feel sorry for her cousin.
She would not feel sorry for him, because all her kindness in the past was a lie.
Jealousy burned fiercely in Xie Yun's heart, and he turned back to the house. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid he would kill Zhang Rushan.
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Zhang Jingxian felt very calm when she learned about her cousins' decision.
She thought for a while and asked Xie Yun if he had instructed his uncle and aunt to tell the news about her cousin and others when they were sent to Xishan Village to deliver the marriage certificate.
Xie Yun watched her clumsily raise her hand to use a jade hairpin to tie her hair into a bun, her fingertips twisting it slightly. "Ah Xian, don't worry. Your uncle and aunt will only hear good news that will make them happy."
After he finished speaking, his Adam's apple rolled, and he whispered again, "Why don't you wear a headband today?"
Zhang Jingxian raised her head and glared at him with a bit of annoyance in her clear eyes. She asked even though she knew the answer. The hairband was no longer usable.
Xie Yun laughed breathlessly. The air around them seemed to be filled with an indescribable smell. He leaned over and touched her cheek. "Answer me, what's wrong with that hairband?"
If the answer satisfies him, "I will take Ah Xian to the barracks. Today, my uncle and the Cai family girl will also go with us."
According to military law, women were not allowed to enter the barracks. But today was an exception. He could take her to see the world and give her some experience.
“…” Zhang Jingxian’s breathing became disordered, and she pursed her swollen lips again and again. In the end, another kind of desire overcame her shame.
She said dryly, "The headband can't be used because... it's dirty."
It was stained with something unspeakable, and she would not use it again even if it could be washed off.
Hearing this, Xie Yun rested his forehead against hers and smiled happily, "So it's dirty. Will Ah Xian still use it to tie your hair in the future?"
He had to admit that he had other intentions when he deliberately tied her up with that headband. In his dreams, there would no longer be a blue headband falling into the mud.
Xie Yunwei and Xu Anxin said that reality and dreams are contradictory.
Zhang Jingxian ignored him. Thinking her hair wouldn't get loose, she slapped the back of his hand hard and walked out of the room with a cold face.
After only a few steps, she retreated back to look for her bow and arrow.
She was used to carrying a bow and arrow on her body.
As a result, after searching for a long time, she didn't even see a single arrow, as if the things she had placed there had disappeared out of thin air.
"Don't look for it anymore. You've used that short bow for several years and it's no longer suitable for you. I'll ask someone to replace the bowstring with a new one." Xie Yun said that he had obtained some calcined ice silk from Shu in the past, which could be used to make bowstrings.
Ice silk.
Zhang Jingxian was stunned for a moment, and a chill flowed through her limbs and into her entire body. It seemed as if God was pushing her back to her predetermined fate.
"When are we going to the barracks?" After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and pushed him out of her sight.
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The author has something to say: Muah, Ah Xian will continue to grow, and Xie Yun is temporarily suffering from mental torture.