Chapter 177 I’m Afraid

Just as his hand was about to cross the fence of the crib, a cry of surprise suddenly rang out from the side.

"His Majesty!"

Xiao Chenglan raised his eyes and saw Jiang Yingli with her hair disheveled, obviously having just gotten up from the couch. He was standing a few steps away, his face looking a little pale in the moonlight.

"Li'er, come here, I have something to tell you." Xiao Chenglan stretched out his hand towards her.

Jiang Yingli walked towards him hesitantly. When she was one step away from him, her expression changed. "Your Majesty, why did you drink so much? The smell of alcohol is not good for Lin'er."

After saying that, Jiang Yingli was about to reach out to take Lin'er away, but her outstretched wrist was intercepted in mid-air by Xiao Chenglan and grasped in his palm.

"Lin'er, Lin'er, you only have Lin'er in your eyes, right?"

Jiang Yingli's expression was frozen, with sadness in her eyes.

"Why is Your Majesty so angry? Was what I said wrong? Or is it that Your Majesty doesn't like this child, so that's why you stared at him like that just now?"

The more Jiang Yingli spoke, the sadder she became. Her hand struggled harder and harder in Xiao Chenglan's palm. She didn't know if it was because of the pain or sadness, but her tears streamed down her face. She raised her face and asked Xiao Chenglan in a choked voice.

"Your Majesty, don't you like the child I gave birth to? His eyebrows and eyes are so similar to yours, as if they were carved from the same mold as yours. How could Your Majesty not like him?"

Xiao Chenglan reached out and wiped away her tears: "Of course I like your child, but you've put too much effort into him. Jiang Yingli, look at you now. Apart from this child, you don't care about anything else."

While they were talking, Lin'er woke up, and Jiang Yingli subconsciously looked towards the crib.

Xiao Chenglan turned her face over and pulled her to the mirror.

"Jiang Yingli, take a good look at what you have become."

Jiang Yingli was lying on the dressing table. When she looked up and saw the person in the bronze mirror, she felt even more unfamiliar.

"It's been a long time since you've worn the hairpin I gave you. You don't even put on perfumed lotion or powder anymore, and you don't even care about your flowers."

Jiang Yingli touched her cheek and shook her head violently: "No, none of that matters."

"What about me? Are you also taking it for granted that you will just leave me aside and ignore me?"

Xiao Chenglan looked at Jiang Yingli's expression and seemed to have made up his mind. "Since Xiao Chen'an is the crown prince, he will be sent to the Eastern Palace starting tomorrow and will be taken care of by a special person. You don't have to worry about it."

Jiang Yingli was startled and reached out to pound Xiao Chenglan's chest, "No! Your Majesty, how could you be so cruel as to bear to see me and Lin'er separated?"

"I'm cruel?" Xiao Chenglan seemed to have finally broken down, the corners of his eyes instantly reddening. "Are you not cruel? You don't care about me at all. Do you want me to die, Jiang Yingli?"

Jiang Yingli listened to the low growl of the person in front of her, and stood there in a daze. Her heart ached slightly, but it eventually turned into a feeling of confusion.

Xiao Chenglan took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress his trembling breath, and said slowly:

"Do you remember last year's autumn hunt? After just two days of not being close, you felt that I had neglected you. But now, I've waited for you for a month, and I can't stand it anymore. When will you really look at me?"

Jiang Yingli raised her eyes and saw the unremitting sadness in the eyes of the person in front of her, and the pain in her heart became more and more obvious.

Seeing that she had calmed down and finally stopped complaining about Lin'er's shortcomings, Xiao Chenglan finally felt a little comforted.

He lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yingli's eyebrows, carefully and densely, rolling and grinding.

Suddenly, Xiao Chenglan felt a pain on his lips. It was Jiang Yingli who bit him.

Feeling that she was pushing him away again, Xiao Chenglan's emotions completely went out of control. His movements became violent, and he invaded her lips and tongue more fiercely.

Xiao Chenan suddenly burst into tears.

When Jiang Yingli heard the crying, her desire to break free became more obvious, but this time Xiao Chenglan did not let her go.

He simply picked her up by the waist, placed her on his shoulders, and strode towards the bed curtain.

"Where's Yunniang?"

Yunniang had been waiting on the side. When she heard Xiao Chenglan's angry call, she walked into the hall with her brows lowered and her eyes lowered.

"Take the prince away, get out, everyone get out!"

Yunniang hurriedly picked up Xiao Chen'an from the crib and walked out of the hall without stopping for a moment.

Jiang Yingli was thrown into the quilt. Just as she raised her head, a fierce kiss fell on her.

There was only a paranoia that had nowhere to go in Xiao Chenglan's eyes, like a trapped beast out of control.

While catching her breath, Jiang Yingli shrank back in fear, but just as she took a step back, Xiao Chenglan grabbed her ankle and pulled her back under him.

She felt a bite on her neck, and the kiss followed the teeth mark all the way down. The sound of clothes tearing was heard, and her pajamas could no longer be worn properly. They were half hanging on her forearm and dangling precariously.

"Your Majesty!" Jiang Yingli huddled in the place where he was circled, her neck trembling like a branch swaying in the wind.

Her eyes were stained with tears. She clutched Xiao Chenglan's dragon robe and choked out sobs, "Your Majesty, I am afraid."

The sudden storm stopped because of these words. Xiao Chenglan looked at the person with tears in his eyes under him, and seemed to suddenly wake up.

His fingertips slid across the bite mark on Jiang Yingli's collarbone, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. He pulled the brocade back to cover her, then got up from the couch.

He turned his back to Jiang Yingli, his mind heavy. Finally, he sighed and said, "I'm leaving. Go to sleep."

Jiang Yingli leaned out from her brocade back, pulled up her pajamas that had slipped down to her elbows, and looked at Xiao Chenglan's back and profile.

The moonlight was half slanted, and she seemed to see a teardrop, shining with crystal light and falling to the ground.

Long after Xiao Chenglan turned and left, Jiang Yingli stood there in a daze, looking at the place where the tear fell.