Chapter 41: Watching the beauty under the lamp all night.
Zhang Jinwei swore to heaven that he came back just to hold Zhou Shan and take a nap.
But the arrow has been drawn, and it has come to this point. It would be unreasonable not to do something. Zhang Jinwei kissed the face of the person in his arms, propped himself up and went to light the lamp.
"What are you going to do?" Zhou Xian asked.
"Light a lamp." Zhang Jin, enduring his discomfort, used a candle to light the wick of the oil lamp, and a dim light immediately lit up the room. He said, "I can't see clearly."
Zhou Xian covered her face with her arms: "If you can't see clearly...don't look!"
"Why won't you let me see?" Zhang Jinwei pushed Zhou Xian back onto the couch, grabbing her wrist to prevent her from moving. "Looking at a beauty under the lamplight is ten times more beautiful than in the daytime. Xian Xian is the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Why shouldn't I look at her?"
Zhou Xian blushed with anger. "You could have just written these words in the letter, but why are you so shameless as to say them out loud?"
His face flushed, its color intensifying. The light didn't cast a sallow hue on his complexion; instead, it revealed a rosy, snow-white complexion. His beautiful eyes were completely hazy, dotted with stars, as if floating in and out. He had just finished speaking when he bit his lip again, revealing a rosy red that looked especially alluring under the light.
Zhang Jinwei just smiled, leaned down and kissed Zhou Shan's lips, leaving her speechless. Her usually agile tongue was particularly obedient at this time, biting between her teeth, soft and sweet.
They kissed until Zhou Shan could barely breathe. Taking advantage of Zhang Jinwei's slightly loosened grip, Zhou Shan hastily pulled her own hand back and pushed hard against Zhang Jinwei's upper body. Unexpectedly, after just a few pushes, something tinkled and clanged as it fell from the man's shirt, hitting the blanket.
"What?"
Zhou Xian felt dizzy from the kiss, and when he heard the noise, he turned his head to look, and saw that it was the longevity lock he gave to Zhang Jinwei.
But if you look closely, it seems a little different.
It was still the longevity lock, but the collar was wrapped with a red rope with a few thumb-sized bells attached to it. I don't know what Zhang Jin did to wrap it there.
Zhou Xian panted softly and asked, "Why is the red string tied around it?"
Zhang Jinwei untied the red string to pick up the longevity lock. The dozens of bells jingled continuously, creating a melodious sound in the silent night. He said, "The situation on the front line has been stalemated lately. I'm stuck in the tent, so I couldn't act rashly. I had to ask someone for the red string. Whenever I miss you, I rub it. Look, now I can wear the longevity lock."
After saying that, he pinched the two ends of the red rope and tied the longevity lock around Zhou Shan's neck.
Zhou Shan hadn't worn the longevity locket in years, and putting it on again felt a subtle sensation. His shirt was ripped open, revealing a vast expanse of snow-white skin and a collarbone as gentle and graceful as a spring mountain. A small cinnabar mole sat midway along the right clavicle, blazing red under the light. The longevity locket rested on Zhou Shan's body, its soft, jade-like core almost blending with his skin. Zhang Jinwei first kissed the locket, then the clavicle and the red mole.
"Don't kiss my neck..." Zhou Xian felt a little itchy from his kiss. He noticed the man's lips seemed to want to move up, so he quickly pushed them away with his hand. If he kissed her neck, what would he say if his aunts saw him tomorrow? He couldn't just say there were mosquitoes... It was so cold, where would the mosquitoes come from?
Zhang Jinwei kissed all the way down to her lower abdomen...
Suddenly Zhou Xian shuddered all over and cried out in a lost voice, "Let go!"
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he struggled to lift the blanket from beneath him. He clutched Zhang Jinwei's shoulders tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably. All his senses converged on one point, and the sounds and colors faded away. He had a sharp tinnitus, unable to discern what he was saying. He didn't know how much time had passed before, at some point, his mind went blank, his eyes rolled back, and he briefly passed out.
When Zhou Xian regained consciousness, he was already in the man's arms, his back pressed against the man's hot chest, the man sandwiched between his legs, his body moving with the bed.
"Pervert..." Zhou Xian sobbed softly. He seemed to have made a sound just now, but his voice was a little hoarse and soft now, like a feather sweeping across one's ears.
Zhang Jinwei kissed his ear and asked with a smile, "Why do you scream so loudly?"
Zhou Xian was both embarrassed and annoyed. He bit Zhang Jinwei's hand, which was supporting him on the bed. How did he know what he had yelled? Wait...it couldn't be too loud, right?!
"It sounded like a kitten's cry, very soft. It thought it was being bullied by me." Zhang Jinwei added with a faint smile, without stopping.
Zhou Xian felt embarrassed again as he rubbed her. He heard the bells on her neck and ankles jingling as she moved, and there were three bells in total. He couldn't understand why Zhang Jin liked to tie things on him so much. Last time it was a hairband, this time it was a red rope with bells attached...
"Can you please not tie me up in the future?" Zhou Shan asked aggrievedly.
"No, what if I don't tie you up and you run away again?" Zhang Jinwei said.
That's not tying up... Zhou Xian cried softly, and his ears started to ring halfway through his crying. His eyes were unfocused, he hummed softly, and a little bit of scarlet appeared between his lips again.
Zhang Jinwei liked seeing him like this, and said with a smile, "Next time, tie your hands and feet too, okay?"
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"Go get a bucket of hot water."
Qianshan heard the Prince Consort's hoarse voice behind her, and she shuddered. Tonight was her night watch, and as she sat at the door, feeling extremely sleepy, the Prince Consort suddenly appeared, exhausted, and told her not to disturb the princess. But once he entered the room, everything gradually became intriguing.
She didn't dare look back, scratching her head in embarrassment: "Yes, yes, I'll go get some water!"
After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but say, "The princess is not feeling well..."
"I know what's going on." The prince consort said lightly behind her.
Qianshan knew she had been too talkative when she heard that, and she hurried off to get some hot water. She filled half a bucket with freshly boiled water, then added a small half bucket of cold well water. She tested the temperature with her hand and found it was just right. She placed a few clean towels on the edge of the bucket, placed it in front of the door to the inner room, and nervously knocked, "Master, the water is here."
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Qianshan quickly dodged to the side. After the door opened and closed, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked to the veranda. She twisted her handkerchief in her hands and said angrily, "It's all Muxue and Li Rui's fault. One said he was too full, and the other said he got dizzy from playing cards. It turns out I wasn't the one keeping watch, so I shouldn't be the only one to bear this embarrassment! My aunt also went to rest... Oh, my life is so miserable!"
However, although Qianshan was a chatterbox, she never said anything nonsense when it came to Zhou Shan's affairs. She just hoped that the prince consort would be a gentle and considerate man, as her princess's body could not withstand the torture.
…
"Who's keeping watch outside?"
Zhou Xian was so exhausted he could barely open his eyes, and he lay on the couch like a puddle of mud. The quilt clung to him tightly, and sweat dripped from his face and temples, leaving him sticky. But Zhang Jin wouldn't let him get out, saying it was the most vulnerable time for cold weather to enter the body, and he couldn't stand the slightest bit of cold.
"It's Qianshan." Zhang Jinwei wrung out a towel, picked up Zhou Shan, and gently wiped her body.
The blush on Zhou Xian's body had not yet faded when the quilt slid down as she was picked up, revealing her slightly red shoulders. Her black hair slid down smoothly, with a few strands sticking to her collarbone.
"Are you leaving soon?" Zhou Xian nestled in Zhang Jinwei's arms, her eyelids drooping.
"Wait a minute, stay with Shanshan for an hour or two before leaving." Zhang Jinwei's hand suddenly paused as he brushed Zhou Shan's leg, unable to suppress the erotic thoughts in his mind. Zhou Shan was shorter than him, but her legs were very straight and slender, though they were usually hidden under her skirt and could not be seen.
Zhou Shan was sleepy, so she rubbed Zhang Jinwei's hand with her leg, urging him to hurry up. Zhang Jinwei's back began to sweat again from the rubbing of that piece of soft flesh. He could only pat Zhou Shan's lower back and said helplessly, "Don't move."
Two very guilty words.
After wiping Zhou Shan clean, he cleaned himself up and took out two sets of underwear from his suitcase for Zhou Shan and himself to change into. Zhang Jinwei quickly took a nap before dawn.
It was already past noon when Zhou Xian woke up.
"The prince consort is gone?" He frowned as he took the medicine because of the bitterness of the medicine. He threw a candy into his mouth after taking a few bites. He did this several times. The candy was almost finished and he had only taken a few bites of the medicine.
Qianshan sat on the kang and stammered, "Left two hours ago."
Zhou Xian asked again, "Were you the one keeping watch last night? I remember it was Mu Xue and Li Rui. Where are they?"
Qianshan was so upset that he could not even cry. He angrily scolded the two of them, "Muxue said she was too full to get up, and Li Rui said he was dizzy... Auntie has had back and leg pain recently, so I have to take care of her!"
"Alright, I'll let you rest for a few days and then fine them their monthly salary, okay?" Zhou Xian tried to comfort her. Then, thinking back to last night, she cursed Zhang Jinwei inwardly. Then, she sternly said to Qianshan, "Don't say anything. Auntie and Muxue are not allowed to tell either. Do you hear me?"
Qian Shan was embarrassed: "I...I won't say anything nonsense." But she couldn't help but be curious, and asked carefully: "Will the princess and her husband have a baby in the future?"
Zhou Xian had a blank expression on his face: "I think you've lost your mind."
Qianshan touched her nose guiltily. Over time, she almost forgot that the princess was not a girl and could not give birth to a child.
At this time, Yu Xi walked in, slamming the curtains. She first urged Zhou Xian to drink the medicine, then said hesitantly, "Wang Xiang is here. He said he found a miraculous doctor for the princess and wants to see her."
After Zhou Xian finished drinking the medicine, his mouth felt bitter. He covered the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, his expression unclear for a moment: "Is that so?"
"Princess, Eunuch Wang..." Qianshan asked softly. She just realized that Eunuch Wang, who had been with her for many years, was not a good person. She felt half sad and half lucky.
Zhou Xian said calmly, "He has no ill will towards you, don't be nervous."
Yu Xi asked, "Princess, do you want to see him?"
To see or not to see?
Zhou Xian had to talk it all out with Wang Xiang. This thorn had to be removed; otherwise, he would only feel suffocated. But the timing was not good. Zhang Jinwei, Sixth Brother, and the others had gone to the front lines, and the prefect of Yan'an Prefecture was not on his side, so it would be difficult to directly break off relations.
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Xian asked, "Wang Xiang, can you tell me the name of that miraculous doctor and where he came from?"
Yu Xi said, "Hiss... It's said his name is Sun Yi, from Shaoxing. He has been living in seclusion in the capital for many years, in the Xuanbeifang area."
Xuanbeifang...
Yu Xi continued, "That miracle doctor is an old gentleman. He looks familiar to me. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."
Yes, I have seen it.
Several times.
When he went out for the first time, he was stopped by a crazy old man who was selling aphrodisiacs.
When they came out of Daxinglong Temple that day, the crazy old man was rolling on the ground. He was crying in the sedan chair and his eyes met the old man's.
Or maybe it was a few days before he left for Yan'an Prefecture, when the old man in that dim clinic refused to sell him the fake death drug...
Zhou Xian's heart began to beat violently.
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