Chapter 109: Too Forgetful

Chapter 109

Although Qi Jingyan's low and hoarse voice was very soft and was separated by a door panel, it still clearly penetrated Meng Yuning's ears, along with his slightly rapid breathing, which struck her heart again and again.

Her heart was beating like a drum, she clapped her hot cheeks with her hands, held her breath, and did not answer.

There was silence outside the door. Qi Jingyan just waited patiently, as if he would wait like this until the end of time if she didn't open the door.

After a long time, seeing that the man outside the door did not leave, Meng Yuning knew how stubborn he was, so she finally softened her heart and quietly moved her body along the door panel. Just as she leaned against the wall beside her, the door was gently pushed open.

A tall figure flashed in quickly, bringing with it the coolness of an autumn night. The next moment, she fell into a warm and solid embrace.

Qi Jingyan held her waist tightly with one hand, pressing her into his arms, and with the other hand, he held the back of her head firmly, fixing her slightly tilted cheek, and first placed a kiss on the side of her face.

He stepped back a little, lowered his eyes and looked at her expression carefully. He saw that her eyelashes were drooping and her cheeks were flushed. She was shy but not unhappy at all.

His heart warmed, and he lowered his head again and placed a gentle kiss on her other cheek.

Then, he kissed her face left and right, lingeringly, as if she were a rare treasure.

Every time he kissed her, he called her name, his voice low and full of affection: "A Ning, A Ning..."

The candlelight flickered, and the room was filled with silence, with only his tender whispers and her subtle breathing remaining.

Meng Yuning felt that her face was almost numb from his kisses. She took her hands off from behind his neck, gently held his face, and stopped his next move.

Qi Jingyan raised his eyes, a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Meng Yuning felt both amused and helpless. She gently bumped her forehead against his, her voice as soft as a whisper: "Your Highness, is this all you can do to kiss someone on the face?"

As soon as she said this, she wanted to bite her tongue off. It sounded like she couldn't wait any longer. But words spoken were like spilled water, so she had to force herself to remain calm.

Qi Jingyan was startled at first, then he chuckled and nuzzled her nose affectionately. His eyes slowly fell on her slightly parted lips, and his voice was low and gentle: "Is it okay?"

What's there to ask at a time like this? Meng Yuning didn't answer, but took the initiative to move forward, quickly touched his lips, then stepped back a little, raised her watery eyes, and looked at him quietly.

Qi Jingyan's eyes suddenly darkened. He said no more, lowered his head and kissed her.

Meng Yuning thought he would kiss her lightly like he did on her face, but she didn't expect him to kiss her deeply with irresistible force.

Their lips and teeth were entangled, their breaths intertwined.

Meng Yuning's heartbeat was faster than ever, and her breathing gradually lost its normal rhythm. Soon she couldn't breathe, so she had to press her hands against his chest and push him away a little with a little force.

Her face was rosy and her eyes were full of spring water. She was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

Qi Jingyan's breathing had already become disordered. His eyes were deep, filled with unsatisfied attachment. He tentatively touched her lips, which were glistening with water, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yuning saw his eyes darken, as if he was about to lean in and kiss her again. She quickly raised her hand and gently pressed it against his lips, her eyes darting with anger, "Why were you so forceful just now?"

It looked like he was going to eat her alive. Even now, her mouth still felt numb.

A trace of guilt flashed across Qi Jingyan's eyes, and his voice softened: "I was too carried away. I will definitely be gentler next time."

Meng Yuning deliberately frowned and glared at him: "Do you want a next time? No."

Qi Jingyan's eyes actually flashed with a trace of helplessness, and he quickly said: "A Ning, I was wrong."

Seeing him admit his mistake so seriously, Meng Yuning finally couldn't help laughing out loud. Considering that he was also a novice, she forgave him, "Silly boy, I was just teasing you."

Qi Jingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and hugged the person tighter.

Meng Yuning felt a tightness in her chest. She gently kicked his legs with her two feet hanging in the air: "Put me down quickly, you're almost breaking my waist."

This guy is the same. He just kissed her, but he held her so tightly with his hands, as if he wanted to squeeze her into his body.

Qi Jingyan followed his instructions and carefully put her down. As soon as her feet touched the ground, he held her face and carefully examined her lips in the candlelight. Seeing that she was not hurt, he breathed a sigh of relief and gently rubbed her lower back with his palm: "A Ning, I'm sorry, I was too reckless."

Meng Yuning raised her hand and patted his arm gently: "You are naturally strong, I know that. You didn't mean it, so why keep apologizing?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Jingyan's eyes lit up with a gentle smile, and he readily replied, "Okay."

Meng Yuning quietly stretched out her hand, wrapped it around his thin waist, and gently pressed her hot cheek against his chest.

Listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise slightly, and finally she couldn't help but laugh softly.

When Qi Jingyan heard the suppressed laughter coming from his chest, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise high.

He raised his hand, and with infinite affection in his bony palm, he gently rubbed the top of her head. Then he exerted a little force with his arms, supported her waist and lifted her slightly, letting her step on his boots, and then rested his chin lightly on her soft hair with satisfaction.

The two of them hugged each other quietly, standing in the dim candlelight, each smiling at their own smile.

After a long while, Meng Yuning reluctantly let him go and said softly, "Your Highness, you should go back."

After all this trouble, it was really getting late. Although Qi Jingyan was reluctant to let her go, he was more worried that she wouldn't get enough rest, so he nodded obediently.

He lowered his head, first placing a gentle kiss on her lips, then kissing her forehead tenderly, before finally turning and walking out the door into the moonlit courtyard.

Meng Yuning leaned against the door, watching his figure gradually moving away. Seeing that he kept looking back, she raised her hand and waved, then gently closed the door, but still looked out secretly through the thin crack.

Qi Jingyan looked at the closed door, stood quietly for a moment, and then turned around and left.

Seeing Qi Jingyan leave the yard, Meng Yuning closed the door tightly and turned back to the inner room. When her eyes fell on the pair of big red wedding candles on the table that were burning quietly and emitting warm light, she couldn't help but smile again.

It turns out that being with this man who was described as "cold-blooded and gloomy" in the original book is such a happy thing.

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Qi Jingyan put one hand behind his back, walked calmly with a happy look on his face, and slowly returned to Qingke Hall under the moonlight.

He thought Yi'er was already asleep, but when he stepped into the Qingke Hall, he saw the little guy sitting cross-legged on the couch, his hands supporting his cheeks, but his head was already dozing off little by little, obviously forcing himself to wait for him.

Mu Yun, who was standing by, saw him return and quickly stood up, clasped his fists, and whispered, "The young prince insisted on waiting for you, saying that he was worried that you would need his help halfway. I tried to persuade him several times, but he refused to rest."

Qi Jingyan nodded slightly, signaling Mu Yun to leave. He walked over to the couch and sat down, gently stroking Yi'er's soft hair with his palm, and called softly, "Yi'er?"

Yi'er struggled to lift her eyelids, vaguely recognizing her brother. She rubbed her eyes, knelt up, and asked anxiously, "Brother, you're back. Did your crying help? Did An Ning agree to stay?"

Qi Jingyan's eyes were full of smiles, and he responded in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, An Ning won't leave."

"Really? That's great." Yi'er's face suddenly lit up with smiles. He moved closer and lowered his voice with a hint of pride: "Is it because you cried so pitifully that An Ning softened her heart?"

Qi Jingyan was so amused by the childish talk that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. However, he couldn't explain the reason to Yi'er, so he just followed his words and replied vaguely, "Yeah."

Yi'er's face was filled with the joy of success. He shook his head and said, "See, brother, I told you, hugging An Ning and crying will definitely work!"

Qi Jingyan laughed out loud and flicked Yi'er's forehead with his finger: "You're so young, yet you've already figured out how to scheme against An Ning? Be careful, or An Ning will spank you if she finds out."

Yi'er, however, raised her little face nonchalantly: "A Ning is the only one who can't bear to hit Yi'er!"

As he spoke, Qi Jingyan stood up, took out a brocade quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the couch. He took off his bright red robe, carefully draped it on a chair beside him, and lay down on his side. "Go to sleep quickly. Tomorrow morning, An Ning is waiting for us to have dinner together."

"Okay." Yi'er responded and got into bed obediently. He did not forget to pull his little tiger-head quilt into the quilt and hold it in his arms.

The little guy suddenly turned around and looked at Qi Jingyan with curiosity: "Brother, since An Ning is not leaving, why are you still sleeping here? Why don't you accompany An Ning?"

Looking at the little guy's eyes full of innocence and confusion, Qi Jingyan was speechless for a moment. He raised his hand and pulled the quilt over Yi'er's head: "Children, don't meddle in adult matters. Go to sleep."

Yi'er pulled the quilt off and asked doubtfully, "Brother, have you not coaxed An Ning yet?"

Qi Jingyan extinguished the candle, closed his eyes and did not answer.

Yier sighed softly, "Forget it, I'll let Yier go and coax her tomorrow." Then he closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

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Feeling relaxed and refreshed, Meng Yuning woke up even earlier than usual the next morning.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw two figures, one big and one small, sitting by the bed, both looking at her with smiles on their faces.

Seeing her wake up, Yi'er immediately climbed onto the bed happily, moved closer to her pillow, tilted his little head and asked softly, "A Ning, are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

Meng Yuning's eyes swept across Qi Jingyan's smiling face. She sat up, took the little guy into her arms, and patted him gently: "Sleep well. How about Yi'er? Are you used to sleeping in Qingke Hall last night?"

"Yier brought a tiger-head quilt with him and slept well." The little guy nodded vigorously, then pouted and complained aggrievedly: "Aning, it's just that brother is too crowded. He almost pushed Yier into the wall."

Hearing this, Meng Yuning couldn't help but glared at Qi Jingyan, then raised her hand and touched Yi'er's head: "Move back to the west wing tonight, you don't have to squeeze with your brother anymore."

Yi'er nodded repeatedly, then opened her round eyes and asked expectantly, "Is An Ning going to move back to Yanfu too?"

Meng Yuning subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Qi Jingyan, and when she met his deep gaze, her heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly looked away, lowered her head, and said softly to Yi'er, "Let's not move for now."

Thinking of his sweeping kiss last night, if we lived under the same roof, I'm afraid things would get out of control.

It's not that she resisted him, nor that she didn't have expectations, but it was just that the intimacy was a little too fast, and she wasn't mentally prepared yet.