Chapter 18 I said I wouldn't touch it, but I didn't say I wouldn't look at it

He was ruthless on the battlefield, having beheaded countless enemies and having his hands stained with blood.

The court was full of twists and turns, and he had always been aloof and upright, so he had made countless enemies.

If Wen Ning heard this, she would probably be scared, so Xie Jinglan simply stopped discussing this topic with her.

He looked down and saw the person in his arms frowning slightly. He said with some regret, "I was planning to accompany you to Wanwei Jiahui the day after tomorrow, but now it seems that we can't go."

"Wanwei Jiahui?"

Wen Ning's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but lean forward, almost falling into his arms, "My Lord, do you mean to take this servant out of the palace?"

Xie Jinglan saw the stars that flashed in her eyes for a moment, nodded, and then shook his head.

Wen Ning was so anxious that she knelt on the bed with her knees supported. "What do you mean, my Lord? Are you going with me or not?"

Xie Jinglan subconsciously supported her waist. Seeing how anxious she was, he tapped her forehead with his fingers. "I was planning to go with you, but since you're not feeling well, I decided not to go."

Wen Ning was not willing to let go of such a good opportunity. She grabbed the Marquis's sleeve and shook it gently, begging, "I will be fine tomorrow. Please, Marquis, please take me with you..."

Xie Jinglan had never seen her act so spoiled before. His eyes darkened instantly. He grabbed her wrist with his big hand and turned over to press her under him. "In my opinion, there is no need to wait until tomorrow. It's already healed now."

There was a strange undercurrent in the dark eyes at this moment, and Wen Ning suddenly had a bad premonition.

Her wrists were raised above her head, and the silky sleeves slid to her elbows, revealing her slender white arms, which shone softly in the candlelight.

Wen Ning's waist was helplessly suspended in an arc, and her body was forced to stretch out, revealing its curves.

The thin undershirt couldn't cover anything, but it slipped open half an inch without her noticing.

She turned her face away in embarrassment, her ears so red they almost bled.

This posture was too embarrassing. He had clearly not done anything excessive, but just looking at her like this made her voice tremble and become out of tune. "My Lord... My Lord just said that he will not touch me today..."

Xie Jinglan looked at her soft hairs standing up in shame, and couldn't help but curl his lips, "I said not to touch, but I never said not to look..."

His eyes swept over her inch by inch.

slow.

greedy.

cruel.

Until tears condensed on her eyelashes and her whole body softened under his scorching gaze.

He then loosened his big hand, reached under her waist and pressed her into his arms.

Her white knuckles tightly grasped his shirt, and a layer of delicate crimson spread from the tip of her ear to her neck.

Her trembling body was mixed with wet gasps, and she buried her little face deeply in his chest.

Just being looked at by him like this made me feel like I was experiencing a silent siege.

Xie Jinglan felt that he had tortured both of them again. He gently rubbed the crimson earlobe with his white jade ring and said flatteringly, "I allow you to go, okay?"

Wen Ning bit her lip, clenched her small hand that was holding her shirt into a small fist, and for the first time, she overstepped her bounds and hit his shoulder.

His muscles were tight, and being hit by her was like a tickle. Instead, he took advantage of the situation to catch her fist and laughed softly, "You are so brave, you dare to hit me."

Then he whispered into her ear, "You're really good-looking..."

"You--!" These few words set off a ball of sparks in Wen Ning's mind. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't even utter a word. She could only clench her fist and hit him again.

He finally couldn't bear to torment her anymore and let her lie in his arms.

I watched as her eyelashes stopped trembling and her breathing gradually became even.

Wen Ning slept until noon, and when she woke up, Xie Jinglan had already gone to the elite army training ground.

She sat on the bed with her knees bent, suddenly sighed softly, rested her elbows on her knees, and supported her chin with her palms. She couldn't believe what she had done yesterday.

The two maids heard some noise in the house and went into the inner room holding clothes.

"The servants will help the young lady change her clothes."

Wen Ning slowly moved to sit beside the couch, feeling a little uncomfortable. She said softly to the two maids, "Just put the clothes here. We are both servants, so why should I ask you to serve me?"

The two maids showed no intention of leaving. They looked at each other with an embarrassed look on their faces. "When the Marquis left, he specifically instructed that the young lady not to do anything today, just rest."

Wen Ning smiled and said, "Don't worry, just put your clothes down. I won't tell the Marquis anything."

The two maids then obeyed, put down their clothes and left.

Wen Ning had just tidied her clothes when Nanny Xue brought her breakfast.

Wen Ning saw this and quickly stepped forward to take the food. "How dare Wen Ning trouble Ma to personally deliver the food?"

Nanny Xue showed a strange smile on her face and said, "I saw the maid bringing the meal here, so I thought of coming to see you. You must be exhausted from spending time with the Marquis last night, right?"

Wen Ning understood the implication of the words and felt her face flush.

"Mammy, it's not what you think. I saw the pain the Marquis was in, and since I have some medical experience, I know how to relieve the pain when the poison takes effect, so I thought of pricking the Marquis to draw out his blood."

"Oh, our Wen Ning is shy. Mammy knows you're doing this for the Marquis's good. But Mammy has been through this before, so there's nothing we don't understand. This poison can last all night, right? Why are you embarrassed in front of me? Even though it's all the men doing the hard work, it's us women who are suffering."

Wen Ning's cheeks turned even redder when she heard this. "Mammy...you're teasing me again."

After breakfast, Wen Ning was still restless, thinking about the possibilities of tomorrow.

She pursed her lips and looked at Madam Xue, "Madam, if I do something wrong in the future, will you blame me?"

"What could you do wrong, such a well-behaved child."

Wen Ning lowered her eyelashes and sighed softly, "I always feel that I will do something wrong one day... If Wen Ning does something wrong one day, Mammy must believe that Wen Ning has her own reasons."

Nanny Xue knew that in the harem, every newly favored woman was trembling with fear, lest she make even the slightest mistake and lose favor. She assumed Wen Ning was worried about this, so she consoled her, "You have the Marquis's favor now, so just serve him wholeheartedly. If you can bear him a child in the future, you'll have established yourself, and no one will dare look down on you."

Except for Nanny Zhou who served the old lady, no one else in the Marquis's Mansion knew that Xie Jinglan had been poisoned and was unable to conceive, so Nanny Xue said this.

After hearing this, Wen Ning thought, if the child in her belly is the Marquis's...

No! No! What was she thinking? How could this be possible?

It's just my wishful thinking to escape reality!

Two days ago, Nanny Xue accidentally noticed Wen Ning's slightly protruding belly and thought she was greedy. Now seeing her like this, she couldn't help but think more deeply.

She had asked about the day she entered the mansion before. Now she calculated that she might be pregnant with the Marquis's child, but she was afraid that she had no status and would not be able to protect the child, so she did not dare to speak lightly.

Thinking of this, Nanny Xue said to Wen Ning, "If you have anything to say, please tell the Marquis. He will take care of everything. If it's inconvenient to talk to him directly, you can talk to me, an old woman."