Chapter 19 But I could not bear to smell the green plum (2).

Lu Guanque had just added the soul-capturing incense with his own hands. Meng Xuanli had already fallen asleep and was unconscious.

The dream is the sea.

The sky was as dark as ink. She curled up in a small boat, drifting with the waves and lost her way.

Suddenly, huge waves arose, the waves reached the sky, and sea water continued to pour into the boat, soaking her clothes.

Meng Xuanli's tongue was very smooth, filled with sea water, and his breathing was rapid, so he had to cling tightly to the crumbling mast.

She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. No matter how she struggled, it was in vain.

In a trance, a huge wave hit and the boat capsized. Her body stuck to the water surface and continued to sink into the silent and dark deep sea.

On the bed, Lu Guan's brows were fierce, his lips were moist, and his whole body looked like he had been drenched in hot rain, wet and dripping, with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

His Adam's apple rolled as he slowly peeled off her wrinkled nightgown and threw it on the other end of the bed: "Is it uncomfortable?"

There is no moon tonight, but Meng Xuanli is like the pouring moonlight, bright and white, naked in front of his eyes.

She murmured: "Hmm..."

"Be good, I'll save you."

Meng Xuanli murmured: "Hmm..."

Lu Guanque only felt his blood boiling and the heat unbearable.

He held her ankles, placed them on her shoulders and neck, leaned down and pressed down, grabbing her soft lips again.

Meng Xuanlihun didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He only felt that he had turned into a fish, waving his tail and turning the sea water into foam.

Broken.

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At this time, the moon has already appeared.

Lu Guanque's eyes were dark as he looked at her profile. He felt a sense of tension as if he had stolen something, but also a sense of self-inflicted joy.

He wanted her to wake up.

I don't want her to wake up either.

Just this alone was enough to make him so angry.

What would she look like if she woke up?

Lu Guanque's throat rolled, as if he was not satisfied, and he kissed her fingers again. Gradually, his heart felt warm and soft.

Meng Xuanli seemed to feel a chill, twitched his nose, turned sideways, and fell asleep again.

The beauty walked away, and there was still hot liquid on the corner of Lu Guanque's lips. Seeing her back, he suddenly wanted to ask something.

Ali, am I... loved by you?

Do you feel me?

Do you understand my suffering?

Lu Guanque was surprised that he would do such a thing.

Still doing it in such a despicable way.

She is already his wife.

Why doesn't he do it openly?

He shook his head. He didn't dare. He was afraid.

He was afraid that she couldn't bear it, and he was also afraid that she would leave him after knowing all this.

He was like a poor wretch, mean and begging for her love.

wrong.

She was definitely in love with him tonight.

Even though she was sleeping, struggling, and confused.

She must love him.

She is always right.

That's right.

Lu Guanque just lay there, his expression sometimes distorted as if he was being tortured, sometimes relaxed as if he was in bliss, changing constantly and capriciously.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt a little cold, so he stood up and carefully tucked in the quilt for her. He put on an outer robe and walked into the dark room with hesitant but firm steps.

The sky was hazy and bright at that time, and seemed to be dotted with a few stars, flickering, just like her clear eyes.

Lu Guanque closed the door tightly, blocking out the faint starlight.

He lit a lamp, and using the scarlet glow, he opened the scroll, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and began to record everything that had happened that day.

"It's a beautiful day today, so I took Ali, dressed in men's clothing, and went to Shunhe Tower to watch a variety show. I pretended to be heartbroken to attract her sympathy and get her to take my hand. I took advantage of the situation and embraced her. She smiled and didn't refuse. However, I accidentally ran into that madman Wei Yuan, who tried to force himself on her. Although I don't like him, today, I learned some skills from him..."

"From now on, I must keep Ali firmly in my grasp, making her hear only my voice, see only my shadow, think only of my soul, and be bound only to my body, never leaving my side. Only in this way can I stop her from thinking of leaving..."[1]

The sky was completely bright. Lu Guanque put down his pen, kissed the portrait on the wall with his lips, then turned around and locked the gloom in his heart behind him.

As soon as he came out, Uncle De hurried forward and lowered his voice, "My Lord, something terrible has happened. At four o'clock in the morning, several men dressed in the clothes of the palace kidnapped Su Zixu."

Lu Guanque's fingertips trembled, but his voice was calm: "Someone from the mansion?"

"Exactly."

"This is quite interesting." Lu Guanque's eyes were deep, and the corners of his lips sneered, "Uncle De, go check his background again."

"Didn't Huo Yuan check this out before?" Uncle De was standing beside him, looking doubtful.

It was sunny just now, but suddenly it was covered with dark clouds and it seemed like it was going to rain.

Lu Guanque stopped and saw the sparrow circling low in the sky. He said calmly, "If he can disguise himself as someone in the mansion and come and go freely, I'm afraid there must be a traitor."

"This matter is of great importance. I will only feel at ease if you go to Qiantang in person."

Uncle De nodded in acceptance. Seeing the dark circles under his eyes, he couldn't help but ask with concern, "Did the prince not sleep last night again?"

Lu Guanque was distracted for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "I know my body well. Uncle De, you go."

At three quarters past the hour of Si, Cheng was indoors.

Meng Xuanli moaned and subconsciously reached out to touch the soft pillow. It felt cool to the touch, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

Through the heavy gauze curtains, the sky outside was as dark as night, and the inner room was eerily quiet.

How did she sleep for so long?

Could it be that I took a bath last night and enjoyed it so much?

Meng Xuanli pressed lightly on his throbbing solar plexus with his fingertips, and the fragments of last night's dream gradually pieced together.

Torrential rain, overwhelming tides, and tranquility...

Even now, her limbs were languid and weak, a lingering hangover from last night.

etc.

Meng Xuanli suddenly remembered something, sat up abruptly, lifted the quilt, lowered his head to check, but saw that his pajamas were neatly arranged and there was nothing strange about the bedding.

Just as he was thinking, Chen Bi pushed the door open and came in, and asked softly, "Is the young lady awake?"

Meng Xuanli lifted the curtain and beckoned her closer. After a moment's hesitation, he lowered his voice and asked, "Let me ask you, after you left last night, did the Young Master... come here?"

Chen Bi looked calm and said with his head bowed, "Madam, the young master seemed unwell yesterday. He was afraid of disturbing you, so he rested alone in the study."

"oh……"

Meng Xuanli felt a little relieved and smiled awkwardly.

Her eyes accidentally swept across her fingertips, she blinked, and suddenly retracted her hand under the quilt.

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Is that stickiness on the fingertips her saliva?

Thinking of this, her cheeks flushed.

Fortunately, the prince did not sleep here last night, otherwise she would be so embarrassed.

"Didn't the young lady sleep well?" Chen Bi asked tentatively when she saw that she had been silent for a long time.

"Ah... I slept well." Meng Xuanli, feeling guilty, tried to cover it up, "I just slept a little too deeply, and I feel a little tired."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Guanque walked in from behind the screen.

"Why is the prince here?" Meng Xuanli felt a little nervous. He quickly winked at Chen Bi and then forced a smile. "I heard you were unwell last night. Does your heart still hurt now?"

She had nothing to say and just wanted to cover the matter up.

Lu Guanque sat down on the edge of the couch, held her wrist, and pressed her palm against his heart: "Ali, are you...feeling sorry for me?"

Meng Xuanli bit her lip, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"Why is your face so red? Did you have a dream last night?"

"No..." Meng Xuanli felt his scalp tingling and his heart was in a mess. "I didn't dream."

How could he guess so accurately?

She became more and more afraid to look at him.

Hearing this, Lu Guanque recalled the "entanglement" of last night, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he said calmly: "Su Zixu was kidnapped."

"Ah?" Meng Xuanli raised his eyes, surprised, "Who did this?"

Lu Guanque let go of her hand: "It's still unknown, I've sent people to investigate."

"It seems that the person behind him is indeed very powerful." Meng Xuanli sighed lightly.

Lu Guanque nodded and looked at her calmly.

He knew that Meng Xuanli had no feelings for Su Zixu, and that he would not care about these words, so why did they still pierce his heart like thorns?

So tiny, yet so painful.

Meng Xuanli was right in front of him at this moment, breathing deeply, his eyelashes trembling, alive and well, within his reach.

Lu Guanque caressed her cheek, looked at her for a long time, and finally took her into his arms, his fingers entwined with her scattered long hair: "I will thoroughly investigate his affairs."

"If it weren't for me, your eyes wouldn't be hurt."

Meng Xuanli was held tightly in his arms, but her body couldn't help shaking.

"But it's cold?" His voice was unusually soft.

Meng Xuanli felt a little strange and shook his head awkwardly, trying to break free. "Su Zixu is extremely good at disguising himself. His identity is probably not just an ordinary orphan. Your Highness, you can send someone to Qiantang to investigate. Perhaps they can get some new clues."

"Uncle De has already gone."

Lu Guanque smiled, his arms still attached to hers, but instead pressed against her body, his chin nuzzling against her neck: "After this incident, Ah Li, in the future... you should not go out alone."

Meng Xuanli didn't understand what he meant: "Why?"

"I'm worried something might happen to you." Lu Guanque deliberately lowered his voice and licked the soft flesh of her earlobe. "If something happens to you, where should I go to find you?"

Meng Xuanli trembled all over, his eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously wanted to push him.

"Are you going to push me away again?" Lu Guanque's eyes darkened, but his voice was very soft, "Be good, let me hold you for a while."

Meng Xuanli's cheeks were burning hot, as if a spring breeze was blowing past her, but she knew that it was not the wind, it was the sound of her pounding heartbeat.

What's wrong with her?

Is it still because of that ridiculous dream last night?

But in her dream, she didn't see the man's face clearly, and her only impression of him was that suffocating kiss...

sky!

Why did she think of that man again!

Meng Xuanli hurriedly shook his head, forcing himself to calm down: "My Lord, have you hugged me enough?"

Hearing this, Lu Guanque's expression darkened: "Promise me that you won't go out on your own these days. Even if you do go out, you must let Chen Bi follow you. Remember?"

Meng Xuanli pursed her lips, pushed him away, and finally nodded.

Why is he so weird today?

She wasn't usually restrained like this...

Could it be that he had a severe heart attack at night and felt uncomfortably close, so he wanted her to be with him?

Meng Xuanli couldn't figure it out and was too lazy to think about it.

So, let’s just leave it like this for now.

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Since that day, the weather has turned colder and Lu Guanque's "heart disease" seems to have occurred more frequently.

During the day, Meng Xuanli read medical books and helped the imperial physician prepare medicines. At night, she was afraid that Lu Guanque would lose control of his illness and hurt her again, so she devised a plan: to get him to open his mouth and tell her some anecdotes or scriptures.

But sometimes, Lu Guanque was already speaking sleepily and vaguely, but her eyes were bright and she had no sleepiness at all.

That day, Meng Xuanli got up very early and changed into plain old clothes.

"Young Madam, if the prince knew that you went out in the rain, he would definitely punish me for not serving you well." Chen Bi looked worried and advised in a low voice.

"Today is my mother's death anniversary. No matter what, I have to go to Changsheng Temple." Meng Xuanli patted the back of her hand and comforted her gently, "Besides, even if he knew, he wouldn't blame me."

"Let's go now." Meng Xuanli said firmly.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the Changsheng Temple. The temple master was kind-hearted and knew her filial piety, so he had already moved her mother's tablet to the main hall to receive incense and offerings.

Meng Xuanli handed the umbrella to Chen Bi and walked into the hall alone.

Because it was a rainy day, there were few pilgrims. Meng Xuanli knelt on the mat and prayed devoutly in silence for a long time before rising.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and went to the side hall, paid tribute to Su He, and then bowed respectfully in front of the statues of the Four Imperial Gods.

"I pray to the Jade Pure True King to protect Lu Guanque, so that he will be free from disasters and live in good health for many years."

She didn't know if praying like this would be helpful, nor did she know if his illness would be completely cured. But when she got here, she subconsciously remembered him.

Perhaps, it was God's will to remind her that he would be fine.

After an unspecified amount of silence, Meng Xuanli suddenly felt a chill on her head, as if a breeze had intruded through. Then, she heard a faint commotion coming from outside the temple.

"The Crown Prince's Consort is missing! The Crown Prince is offering a reward for her whereabouts!"

ah?

Meng Xuanli's legs and feet were numb from kneeling for a long time, and he was unable to get up for a while.

The door of the palace behind him was pushed open with a creaky sound, and with a gust of cold wind, Lu Guanque's figure suddenly appeared in the dim palace.

He walked straight towards her, his eyes sweeping across the lonely tablet, finally landing on her confused face, and the nameless anger in his heart rose extremely high.

Lu Guanque gritted his teeth and went out to carefully prepare a birthday gift for her. But she came here quietly, under the pretext of paying tribute to her deceased mother, but was actually thinking about someone else in her heart.

Good, that’s very good.

If that's the case, why should he continue to speak sweet words?

Lu Guanque pulled her up and sneered, "It's better for Ali not to say anything."

Meng Xuanli had never seen him look like this before. Even when he was ill, he wasn't this distant. She subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, raised her head slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's talk about this back home, okay?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said this, but once he did, Lu Guanque brushed her hand away, turned around, pushed open the palace door, and strode away, leaving her there.

Uncle De was waiting in the corridor. When he saw Lu Guanque's face turned pale and he walked out quickly, he actually wanted to laugh.

In the afternoon, he returned home with the prince and learned that the princess had left early in the morning.

After failing to find her anywhere, the Crown Prince issued an order to spread the news of the Crown Princess's "disappearance" throughout the city, and notices were posted all over the streets of the capital.

In fact, the prince had just said to him in a harsh tone that if he found the princess, he would punish her severely.

But now it seems that the Crown Prince still has no way to deal with the Crown Princess.

Look, the Crown Prince's wife is chatting and laughing with Chen Bi.

When he returned home, Lu Guanque fell on the couch, his brows furrowed, and he acted like he was having a sudden heart attack.

Meng Xuanli closed the door, approached cautiously, and explained, "Today is my mother's death anniversary, so I had to go to Changsheng Temple. Besides, I never celebrate my birthday."

"Lu Guanque, I'm sorry."

After she returned home, she learned that Lu Guanque had secretly planned for her birthday for a long time, intending to give her a surprise. However, she had chosen to go out today, without even leaving a single word.

She was indeed in the wrong.

Seeing her hesitant and unwilling to approach, Lu Guanque murmured weakly, "I don't know why, but my heart is aching so badly right now..."

Meng Xuanli hurriedly stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Is this the place?"

Lu Guanque waved his arm, dropped the curtain, raised her hand above her head, and kissed her hard with anger and desire.

Meng Xuanli was completely covered by him, and her lips felt pain. She was forced to look up to avoid this sudden attack: "You... Lu Guanque..."

"Let me kiss you..." Lu Guanque's breath was hot and disordered, almost greedily grabbing her breath, "Please."

She couldn't push him away, and there was still a vague anger in her heart. She just steeled herself, stuck out her tongue, and responded to him smoothly until the smell of blood spread between her teeth, then she bit down hard.

Lu Guanque thought she would accept his kiss and stop struggling.

Unexpectedly, she not only bit back, but also glared at him with her wet eyes, as if she was looking at an unreasonable and ferocious beast.

Lu Guanque was filled with rage. With trembling hands, he stood up and pretended to untie his robe: "Ali, don't blame me..."

His tone was exactly the same as that night.

The same pain, the same longing.

"I'll rub it for you, and the pain will go away." Seeing his frightening expression, Meng Xuanli stood up without hesitation, put her arms around his neck, leaned forward, and said softly, "I don't blame you..."

"Don't do this, I'm scared."

She was really scared.

If his "disease" breaks out, he will bite people, and she doesn't want to experience the pain like last time.

Thinking of this, Meng Xuanli raised her slender neck, breathing slightly faster, held his chin, hesitantly and resolutely, and kissed him.

She had read many romantic novels in the past, and they all said that when kissing a loved one, one must proceed step by step and be as gentle as water. Only in this way can the other person's feelings for her deepen.

But at this moment, she had no time to care about love.

All she wanted was for him not to "fall ill" again.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Guanque's body gradually relaxed, and his frantic heart was quietly calmed.

Meng Xuanli's eyes were hazy, her breath was weak, and she collapsed in his arms: "I can't kiss anymore, I'm so tired. Let me rest for a while."

You have to do the whole show.

Seeing that she was dying, Lu Guanque pretended to be weak, hugged her and lay on the bed.

He whispered vaguely: "I haven't given you the birthday gift yet..."

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References

[1] Refer to the classical Chinese content of “A Madman’s Diary” and the biographical format of “Records of the Grand Historian”

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