Chapter 30 The Kiss. ​​My knees hurt.

Lu Songyuan had already heard Jing Hui's movements. He was reading a book when he heard the sound of the carriage curtain being lifted, so he looked up.

Then he saw Jing Hui stumbling and running towards him. He quickly threw the book aside, grabbed Jing Hui's hand, and pulled her onto his lap.

"Why are you running?"

Lu Songyuan gave a light scolding, then supported Jing Hui's waist to help her sit up straight.

"Huh?"

Jing Hui simply took a larger step; he didn't fall.

She had intended to crawl onto the couch, but Lu Songyuan unexpectedly pulled her into the wheelchair.

Her face was full of excitement, and she didn't care about anything else. She straddled Lu Songyuan's lap and sat firmly, shaking the hairpin in her hand.

"Look what this is!"

Holding such a sharp object in his hand, Lu Songyuan frowned, reached out and lightly patted Jing Hui's waist, saying, "A hairpin, I can see it."

Is it pretty?

Jing Hui, supporting Lu Songyuan's shoulder, held the hairpin in front of his eyes, shook her wrist, and asked, "Do you like it?"

The sun and moon pendants collided, producing a pleasant sound.

Lu Songyuan looked at the hairpin for a while, then looked at Jing Hui, "Shang Ke, you've been looking for this hairpin since early morning?"

"Don't underestimate it, it's very useful."

Jing Hui was so happy in Bai Du's courtyard that he only noticed the fragrance of grass and trees that had been lingering in his nose after looking around more closely.

As expected of a century-old sacred tree, its fragrance is not just one kind; it seems to have gathered the aromas of the mountains and fields, like the fresh scent of the mountains in the morning, or the warm scent of the midday sun.

In short, the smell can indeed calm the mind.

Lu Songyuan found it amusing to see her treasure it so much, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "What great use is it?"

"Besides making the wearer more beautiful, it can also calm the mind and help you sleep better at night."

Jing Hui raised her chin and gestured towards Lu Songyuan.

Don't assume she doesn't know just because she sleeps well. Lu Songyuan is a very light sleeper and can wake up several times a night.

Lu Songyuan asked, "Who did you give it to?"

They've already handed them all to him!

Jing Hui glared at him. "What do you think?"

"I don't know."

When Lu Songyuan was a child, his mother would carefully prepare a small gift for him during festivals.

Sometimes it's a piece of clothing, sometimes a piece of ruby, and sometimes a carefully prepared meal.

But since his mother passed away and he began wandering, these heartwarming moments have never happened again.

A person like him, who has seen so much killing in the world, should have a heart as hard as iron, but unexpectedly, even in the cracks of that iron, flowers can grow.

He witnessed firsthand how anxious Jing Hui was about giving him a gift, and how she insisted that he tell her who it was for.

Even if her motives were impure.

"For you."

Jing Hui said, "It's all been delivered to you, so of course it's for you!"

Lu Songyuan raised the corner of his lips, glanced down at the hairpin, and did not take it.

He pursed his lips and asked Jing Hui, "Why did you give me this?"

"because……"

Because I want you to save Jingning!

Jing Hui almost blurted it out, but seeing Lu Songyuan's strange expression, she hesitated for a moment and said, "No, for no reason, I just think it would look good on you."

"Yeah?"

Lu Songyuan chuckled, took the hairpin and examined it, a woody fragrance lingering in his nostrils.

He handed the hairpin back to Jing Hui, saying, "Then help me put it on."

"OK."

Jing Hui took the hairpin, tugged at Lu Songyuan's collar, and said, "Lower your head a little."

"Um."

Lu Songyuan responded and lowered his head in agreement with Jing Hui.

When he entered the palace today, his long hair was simply tied up high, but if it were all taken down, it would not be able to be held in place with a single hairpin.

Jing Hui stared at Lu Songyuan's hair bun from side to side, and decided that it would be fine to just put the hairpin under Lu Songyuan's crown.

She straightened up, bent her knees on either side of Lu Songyuan's legs, and reached up to touch Lu Songyuan's hair bun.

His hair was gently tugged, his view was blocked by her, and his nose was filled with her fragrance. Lu Songyuan was enveloped by Jing Hui, and his heart was filled with immense satisfaction.

I want to get close, I want to be intimate, I want to possess you completely.

Thinking this, he uncontrollably wrapped his arms around Jing Hui's waist, hugged her tightly, and lowered his head to rest his head on her neck.

"Okay! Look..."

Jing Hui painstakingly put the hairpin in his hair and patted Lu Songyuan's nape.

She was only halfway through her sentence when she realized he was holding her tightly.

"what you do?"

The breathing around her neck was too obvious, and Jing Hui instinctively sensed danger. She pushed Lu Songyuan's shoulder and said, "Lu Songyuan, get up first."

Lu Songyuan didn't move, and even hugged her tighter.

Jing Hui's knees were a little sore, and she pinched Lu Songyuan's earlobe and said, "Lu Songyuan, my knees hurt."

Lu Songyuan raised his head, glanced at Jing Hui, then wrapped one arm around Jing Hui's armpit and lifted her up, while using the other hand to lift her knees. In a moment, he changed his position and had her sit sideways on his lap.

Jing Hui was being tossed around by him like a pillow. After she settled down, she reached out and patted Lu Songyuan's chest.

Why is this person always like this? So domineering, never considers others, does whatever he wants, stubborn and has a bad temper!

Jing was about to get angry when she looked up and saw the hairpin dangling from Lu Songyuan's head.

He looked really good in it, and Jing Hui was satisfied with his own taste, curling up the corners of his lips.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lu Songyuan was puzzled.

Lu Songyuan was already outstanding in appearance. His delicate and strong features appeared much softer under the red hairpin, and his sharp temperament disappeared. He seemed to be a gentle and refined young master from a noble family in the capital who rarely went out.

Jing Hui reached into the drawer of the table and took out a small bronze mirror, holding it up in front of Lu Songyuan and saying, "Look at how you look with the hairpin on, aren't you beautiful?"

In the bronze mirror, one person is all smiles, while the other is expressionless.

Lu Songyuan didn't look at the hairpin, but only at Jing Hui.

Her skin was as white as jade, her eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as a painting, and her lips as red as cherries.

He swallowed hard and said in a hoarse voice, "Beautiful."

"Right?"

Jing Hui placed the bronze mirror on the table, raised his hand and flicked the pendant on the hairpin, which jingled softly.

"Are you happy now? Then I... um!"

Her lips were suddenly sealed, and the unfamiliar touch made Jing Hui's heart race. It was as if a thunderbolt had struck her mind, leaving her rooted to the spot, unable to move.

Her lips parted slightly, and she forgot to breathe, staring blankly at the hairpin so close to her, at a loss for what to do.

After a while, his lips pressed against her lip, and Jing Hui finally realized what was happening. She closed her lips tightly and struggled to push Lu Songyuan away.

"No, don't do this..."

Lu Songyuan grabbed her wrist, holding her behind his back, and with his other hand cupped Jing Hui's face, tilting her head back and pressing his lips against hers even more deeply and forcefully with his eyes closed.

It's so soft.

He had only intended to touch her briefly, but once he touched her, he didn't want to leave. So he went even further, opening his lips and capturing Jing Hui's lips with his tongue, which was eager to move.

Lu Songyuan's lips parted hers, and when his tongue touched another slightly cool tongue, Jing Hui struggled even more. She bit down hard, but couldn't hold onto his nimble tongue, nor could she scare him away.

He lingered on Jing Hui's lips and between her teeth, unable to entice her to linger, and impatiently intensified his movements.

The air was filled with his scent. Jing Hui thought angrily, how could Lu Songyuan do this? This feeling was too strange!

Unfortunately, her lips were blocked, preventing her from speaking, and her struggles gradually weakened.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Hui felt weak all over from the kisses, her lips were burning hot, her throat was itchy, and her whole body was hot.

A longing rose in her heart, but Jing Hui didn't know what it was. She gave a soft hum, her tongue flicking against Lu Songyuan's tongue before quickly withdrawing.

Lu Songyuan stopped instantly, opened his eyes and looked at Jing Hui, his eyes filled with lust.

“Ah Zhu”.

"Um--"

"Open your mouth, okay?"

"Um……"

While she was speaking, he took advantage of her vulnerability, and their tongues intertwined instantly, exchanging saliva. Jing Hui felt that she had been completely imbued with Lu Songyuan's scent.

Her hands were released without her noticing. She wanted to push him away, but somehow she ended up wrapping her arms around his neck.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Songyuan finally calmed down. He pulled his tongue away, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, and cleaned Jing Hui's mouth completely.

Finally, their lips met and remained still.

Jing Hui leaned against Lu Songyuan's chest, her eyes half-closed, seeing only little stars in front of her.

She seemed to have survived a great calamity, and felt a sense of relief, as if she had just escaped a disaster.

After an unknown amount of time, the first thing Jing Hui did after regaining her senses was to open her mouth and bite down hard between Lu Songyuan's lips. The taste of blood filled her mouth, and Jing Hui forcefully turned her head and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

She pushed against Lu Songyuan's chest and said angrily, "You're filthy."

Lu Songyuan chuckled, two beads of blood on his lips teetering on the verge of falling. He pinched Jing Hui's chin and kissed her once more.

"mix--"

A new round of entanglement.

Outside the carriage, the sounds gradually grew louder. Lu Songyuan opened the window, and a ray of light fell on Jing Hui's eyelids.

Jing Hui opened his eyes and looked out through the crack in the window. He could see that they were about to arrive at the General's Mansion.

"Almost home."

Lu Songyuan tightened his arms around her and pulled the blanket covering Jing Hui closer.

After the two stopped, Jing Hui kept her eyes closed and didn't speak. Even with her eyes closed, she knew that Lu Songyuan's will-o'-the-wisps were always watching her.

Marriage makes one husband and wife, and it is perfectly acceptable for husband and wife to be intimate with each other. However, Jing Hui felt that only loving couples could enjoy the same pleasures they had just experienced.

No, she needs to get to the bottom of this!

"Why did you kiss me like that just now?" Jing Hui, wrapped in a blanket, looked up at Lu Songyuan.

Lu Songyuan looked down and met her gaze, then leaned closer to Jing Hui and kissed her forehead.

"Lu Songyuan!"

Jing Hui waved her arms and pushed Lu Songyuan's chin, making his head tilt back.

"If you lay a hand on me again—no, if you open your mouth again—don't blame me for being rude!"

"Why aren't you being polite?"

Lu Songyuan grabbed Jing Hui's hand and easily subdued her.

"You are utterly shameless!"

Jing Hui angrily scolded him. She had never seen such a person before. He had clearly done something wrong, yet he was still so self-righteous!

Lu Songyuan said calmly, "We are husband and wife, what can't we do?"

Jing Hui's eyes widened. She and Lu Songyuan knew very little about each other and had been forced to live under the same roof. In the past, Lu Songyuan had always seemed cold and aloof, and she had assumed that he shared the same thoughts as her.

Now it's clear that a wild beast is lurking beneath his skin!

She never wanted to talk to Lu Songyuan again!

"No, absolutely nothing! You can't talk to me without my permission!"

After giving her warning, Jing Hui, fearing that Lu Songyuan would kiss her again, buried her face in his chest and buried her head in his chest.

Lu Songyuan chuckled as she threw herself into his arms, hugged her tightly, and looked at the bronze mirror on the table.

The carriage was quiet. Jing Hui seemed to be asleep. Lu Songyuan let out a long sigh, thinking to himself that today's kiss meant they could never go back to the way things were before.

Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the General's Mansion. Lu Songyuan rolled down the window and looked out, then asked Jing Hui, who was hiding like a cat, "Shall we rest for a bit or go straight down?"

The cat, which had been quietly in his arms the whole way, suddenly darted out. Lu Songyuan was surprised, looked up at Jing Hui a few steps away, and chuckled.

Why are you running?

I'm never talking to you again!

After uttering those words, Jing Hui turned and ran out of the carriage, entering the general's mansion in a few steps, leaving Lu Songyuan alone sitting in the carriage.

Lu Zhouxue watched Jing Hui's retreating figure, then looked at her general's parted lips and asked, "General, what happened?"

Lu Songyuan fiddled with the wheelchair mechanism, got off the carriage, and said, "It's nothing, I just teased the cat."

After a pause, Lu Songyuan said, "Make sure to tidy up the bed in the study later."

"yes."

He probably won't be able to return to his bedchamber tonight.