Chapter 55 Obsessive Love: "It's my fault, you bastard."
The two looked at each other, speechless for a long time.
After a long stalemate, Ruan Yang's legs went weak, and the slight pain in her lower abdomen was slowly getting worse. After being tormented by Ning Xian for more than two months, she felt that she couldn't hold on any longer.
I'm only standing here now because of a sliver of resentment.
Ning Xian sat on the edge of the couch and glanced at Ruan Yang.
His eyes were swollen like walnuts, his lips were pale, his face was streaked with tears, and he was still trembling slightly.
He hesitated, then gave the maid at the door a wink, and finally sighed, "You still came? I really thought you didn't care about that brat."
After the maids came in and lit the charcoal, the tent flaps were lowered, keeping out the chilly autumn wind and making the entire tent warm as spring.
Seeing that the person was still standing, Ning Xian called someone to bring a soft futon and then beckoned to her: "If you want to admit your mistake, then behave yourself and don't make me angry anymore. I don't want to hear anything else, especially begging for forgiveness from Lu Wenjin."
The man propped his temples up, his right forearm exposed, along with the bandage wrapped around it.
"knew."
After speaking, Ruan Yang took a step and instead of kneeling on the prayer mat he had given her, she knelt down on the cold, hard ground with a thud.
The sound made Ning Xian's heart skip a beat.
He knew better than anyone how much pain he was in.
Ning Xian suddenly stood up, pointed at Ruan Yang's nose, and angrily said, "What are you doing?! Is your Wen Jin brother on that patch of ground? Do you have to stick to it? Kneel on the prayer mat, do you hear me?"
Ignoring him, Ruan Yang clutched the gold hairpin in her sleeve, knelt down before him step by step, and looked up at him, saying, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have..."
"I shouldn't have given you a hard time, I shouldn't have hurt you..."
Ruan Yang spoke haltingly, but the world began to spin before her eyes. She endured the pain in her abdomen and swayed as she tugged at Ning Xian's sleeve to keep herself from collapsing too quickly.
"Leaving you was heartless of me. I forgot my old love for a new one. I deserve to die... You can punish me however you want."
The girl's entire weight was on her sleeves. The woman in front of him was pale, her hairpins and hair ornaments were scattered, sweat and tears mingled, her expression was painful, and her brows seemed to be enduring pain somewhere.
At first, Ruan Yang was crying with tears streaming down her face, but in the end, she was so sad that she forgot herself. Her jade-like face was distorted from crying, and she could barely speak.
Seeing how upset the man was, Ning Xian was terrified. He remembered that the Emperor Emeritus's Consort Li had died of a sudden angina attack in the same way.
He had no choice but to squat down and coax her.
"Alright, alright, we won't kneel anymore! Stand up and speak."
Ning Xian grabbed a handkerchief from the table and haphazardly wiped Ruan Yang's face. He clumsily fiddled with it for a long time, and when he looked at it by candlelight, he felt like the sky had fallen.
The girl's face was "colorful," with lipstick smeared all over her mouth, and rouge and eyebrow paint mixed together, making the upper half of her face look extremely strange.
Now look what's happened! He's ruined her makeup. This woman loves to look pretty; she'll cry even harder if she finds out.
Ning Xian felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He held Ruan Yang's hand and gently patted it against his face, sighing, "I'm a bastard, I'm sick, I deserve to die!"
"Don't cry, Lu Wenjin is alright. I just sent someone to follow him. Even if he's surrounded by wolves, someone will come to his rescue."
After hearing this, Ruan Yang coughed a few times and finally stopped. She was tired. She put her elbow on Ning Xian's shoulder, closed her eyes, and leaned her wet little face against Ning Xian's neck.
Ning Xian was very clean, and this icy, sticky face pressed against him made him frown. He shrank back, but still couldn't resist Ruan Yang's rubbing against his neck.
"......"
Humph, when Lu Wenjin is mentioned, this woman becomes gentle and tender, she stops crying and being stubborn!
Ning Xian thought of this and secretly scoffed, trying to dodge, but her ears suddenly burned as Ruan Yangdang grabbed them.
He initially turned his head awkwardly several times, but when he smelled the sweet fragrance emanating from the girl's body, he gave in.
This woman is so sweet and soft; a few hugs won't kill him.
Noticing Ruan Yang's weakness, Ning Xian picked her up and placed her on the soft animal skin blanket. He took off Ruan Yang's shoes and socks, and his palms touched her small feet, which were as cold as ice. He warmed them in his palms before putting them into the quilt.
After wiping Ruan Yang's face clean with warm water, Ning Xian was about to turn and leave when her wrist was hooked by the person on the bed.
Tears welled in Ruan Yang's eyes, and she murmured to herself, "Why don't you want me anymore? Ah Heng was such a good girl..."
When Ning Xian heard the name "Aheng", his heart softened. It was the nickname he had casually given her years ago, and even after all this time, he still dreamed of it.
She was truly heartbroken by him.
He thought that if they hadn't had that big fight, things wouldn't have gotten to this point where it was too late to undo the damage, and he wouldn't have lost that child.
Ruan Yang's delicate and obedient appearance was what made him feel most sorry for her. Ning Xian continued to speak, not caring whether she could hear him or not: "I didn't abandon you. I lied to you back then that I was my mistress. It was true that I used you to deal with Lu Wenjin, but I really fell in love with you later. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths to marry you as my Crown Princess."
He said sourly, "You and Lu Wenjin grew up together and were married since childhood. I'm afraid you'll abandon me once you regain your memory, so that's why..."
He desperately tried to leave his mark on Ruan Yang, hoping she would never forget him.
Even if there is hatred.
The girl's breathing gradually became steady. After she fell asleep, he lay down and hugged Ruan Yang, saying, "If you really can't let go of Lu Wenjin, you can serve two husbands. Can you share half of your affection for him with me? Even just a little bit. Don't run away with him back to Sichuan. I'll be sad if I never see you again."
After washing her face, Ruan Yang's skin was clear and her complexion was returning. She lay there calmly, as if she hadn't heard what Ning Xian said.
He sighed in frustration: "Forget it, you wouldn't care if I'm sad."
Ning Xian pulled up the corner of the blanket, tilted her head back and pecked Ruan Yang's face, then wrapped her arms around Ruan Yang's waist, interlocked her fingers with hers, and said with a smile, "Then go to sleep well, and when you wake up tomorrow, you can continue to stay with me."
Outside the tent, banners fluttered and the wind billowed the tent curtains. Red charcoal crackled and burned in the golden lion-shaped incense burner, while the ambergris incense made people drowsy.
A narrow couch brought the two, each lost in their own thoughts, together. Ning Xian was immersed in the girl's gentle embrace, his lips lingering in a smile. But slowly, he couldn't hold on any longer, his eyelids becoming heavy as lead.
The wind howled, and the maids outside the screen began to doze off.
Feeling much more comfortable in Ning Xian's warm embrace, Ruan Yang turned over, her palms resting perfectly on the man's chest.
She slipped her hand under Ning Xian's clothes and saw that burning heart beating.
Ruan Yang bit her lip, and casually pulled out the sharp gold hairpin from under the soft pillow. Without hesitation, she gripped the hairpin tightly and used all her strength to stab it into the man's chest.
With a muffled "thud," the sound of metal scraping against ribs and piercing flesh was particularly jarring in the silent tent.
When she killed for the first time, Ruan Yang felt weak all over. She trembled and even though she used all her strength, the depth was far from enough to kill the person.
Ning Xian opened his eyes, gripped her blood-splattered wrist tightly, stopping her from hurting herself any further, and gave a pale smile: "I thought you would soften your heart."
"She cried so pitifully, all so she could get closer to me."
Ning Xian struggled to get up, clutching his wound, pulled out the hairpin and threw it away. Blood quickly gushed out, soaking his bare upper body.
"I'll ask you one last time, do you love me or not?"
Being exposed means certain death; no amount of talking will change anything.
Ruan Yang stopped acting and stared at Ning Xian with a silly smile, saying, "How could I love you? Brother Wenjin is the best person in the world to me. I can never forget him or let him go. Apart from him, what other man has ever caught my eye?"
Ning Xian held her breath. They had shared a bed for several years, yet she had never uttered a single word that caught her attention.
He dismissed it as an angry outburst: "Then who was it that kept saying they wanted to marry me?"
This time, Ruan Yang was prepared to assassinate Ning Xian with the intention of going with Lu Wenjin. She no longer held back her words and looked directly at Ning Xian as she continued, "It was me, that's right, but this originally belonged to Lu Wenjin, but unfortunately it was stolen by you, you thief."
“I’ve been following you since I was sixteen, and now I’m twenty-three. Ask yourself honestly, have you ever looked at me with a second glance?”
“When I obey you, you trample on me, thinking that it is only natural for a lowly concubine like me to do whatever I want. When I disobey you and make you unhappy, you leave me covered in wounds. I am a human being, not your pet cat or dog.”
"If you hadn't lied to me because I had amnesia, you wouldn't be here beside me in my bed."
The woman's words were resounding, carried by the chilly autumn wind that swept into Ning Xian's chest, scraping against his heart intermittently.
Ning Xian stiffly said, "Shut up. You came here to apologize, not to teach me how to become your Wen Jin brother."
After venting his anger, Ruan Yang felt incredibly light and refreshed; now he could die in peace.
She only wanted to get it over with.
"Then hurry up and do it. If you still have a soft heart and can't bear to kill me today, you're just being a fool!"
While he still had strength in his waist and abdomen and both of them were still conscious, he lifted Ruan Yang's chin, knelt down step by step, and forced her into a corner. He lowered his head and rained down kisses on her.
"I've given you a chance, but you have to accept the consequences."
After saying this, he pulled out his waist sash, tied Ruan Yang's wrists behind the headboard, and said in a trembling voice, "It's not that easy to die. Now whatever I do, you'll have to suffer."
After speaking, the man's heavy body pressed down on him, their lips entwined, his palm kneading the soft pillow. He didn't care that his chest was soaked with blood, acting like a complete madman.
This person has many strange and varied sexual quirks, and when he gets angry, his already limited tenderness will vanish completely.
Unable to move, Ruan Yang could only futilely try to bite him with her sharp teeth.
"Your Majesty, General Lu has returned! He has returned carrying the Wolf King's head!"
Outside the tent, soldiers who had been following Lu Wenjin reported that they had made ample preparations for the rescue. However, when they found Lu Wenjin, although he was covered in wounds, his steps were steady, and he was carrying a wolf's head.
Bringing up this troubling matter at such a crucial moment, Ning Xian, panting heavily, roared, "Let him in!"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Yang, who had been feeling utterly hopeless, gripped the soft pillow under her neck, widened her eyes, and shook her head, saying, "What do you mean?!"
"No, don't do this! Don't let him in..."
Ruan Yang never imagined in her life that Ning Xian would actually have sex with her in front of her husband? Her clothes were now loose, leaving her only in her undergarments, and it seemed that the secret she had kept from him for months was about to be exposed.
She suddenly regretted her recklessness, regretting that she had been blinded by resentment and tried to kill a man stronger than her with brute force.
Instead of secretly poisoning him.
Ning Xian continued on, with only one thought in her mind.
He wanted Lu Wenjin to see with his own eyes how his woman became pregnant with another man's child.
In the night wind, Lu Wenjin stood a few feet away from the camp. He was dressed in black, making it difficult to tell whether the tears on his clothes were knife marks or claw marks from a wild beast.
Having dodged deadly projectiles in the forest and fought wild beasts almost bare-handed for half an hour, even the most robust body was now somewhat weakened.
But his wife was still waiting for him; he couldn't give up.
Lu Wenjin held the wolf's head with a determined look in his eyes, his back as straight as a pine tree.
Having been summoned, Eunuch Liang led him to the camp.
Lu Wenjin quickened his pace, praying in his heart that the message would be successfully transmitted to Funing Palace.
The closer they got to Ning Xian's tent, the clearer the girl's faint cries became. Every time Ruan Yang called his name, it was like a knife scraping at him, causing him excruciating pain.
Before the person inside the tent could speak, he lifted the curtain and went straight in.
Hearing the commotion, Ning Xian had no choice but to release the dying Ruan Yang. With a swift motion, he drew his sword from the shelf and held it to Lu Wenjin's neck, intending to kill him as soon as possible.
A flash of silver light appeared, Ruan Yang's pupils dilated, and his brow twitched violently.
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Author's Note: That felt good, haha. I won't say who's so angry they'll vomit blood in the next chapter ( )
The male lead is definitely a villain, so annoying! The female lead must be strong, give birth to the child safely, and make the male lead so angry he has a heart attack when he finds out! (｀Δ)!
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