Chapter 39: Carrier Pigeon: Can I rub it for you?
"What kind of man I like... is it important?" Jiang Yueying was confused and simply couldn't understand Xie Yuting's thoughts. How did the fight for the throne get linked to this? What was the connection between the two?
It's so outrageous that it's a bit incomprehensible.
"Of course it's important. Do you like a suave, gentle, and considerate prince like me?" Xie Yuting smiled smugly, "or a scheming, calculating Emperor of Northern Liang?"
Jiang Yueying was even more confused: "What does asking this have to do with your seizure of the throne..."
Xie Yuting twisted her ear and emphasized, "Anyone who sits on the throne is bound to be ruthless and cunning, manipulating everyone at will. What if you don't like me becoming that kind of person?"
After he finished speaking, he stared at her intently, not missing the slightest change in her expression.
The girl's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, like the undulating waves of smoke.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Yueying took a deep breath.
He said slowly: "Xie Yuting, you overestimate yourself."
What are you thinking? You are such a fool, and you want to play tricks on others.
What does your relationship with ruthless strategists have? Even worrying about nothing is not as exaggerated as this.
Alas, did her words stimulate this guy so that he started to have wild thoughts?
Jiang Yueying stared at him deeply.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince: “…………”
He seemed to see pity in the eyes of his Crown Princess.
"Well, go to sleep."
He closed his eyes and put his arm around the girl's waist.
Being embraced in his arms, the familiar sense of security once again swept over her body. Jiang Yueying rubbed the pillow and closed her eyes and fell asleep.
…
White plum blossoms are in full bloom in the gardens outside Beijing.
There was a light snowfall last night, which overlapped with the white plum blossoms. At first glance, the whole place was filled with the sparkling icy snow.
Jiang Yueying held the new sword in her hand and practiced sword moves in Baimeilin. The sword given by Xie Yuting was made of some unknown material, but it was lighter than a wooden sword and would not tire her wrists.
Her aubergine dress fluttered in the wind as she danced with a sword. The wind from her sword was so weak that it could barely move a single branch or leaf in the merlin forest. It only left mottled footprints on the snow.
She could imitate sword moves quickly, but her hand strength could not be improved overnight, so she could only work hard and practice diligently, not letting the sword waste its true strength in her hands.
The tip of the sword was lightly raised and stabbed forward.
Clang——!
Her eyes were determined as she practiced every move carefully.
Ice crystals quietly fell on her long eyelashes and melted into a drop of snow water.
Snow began to fall again in the clear sky. Jiang Yueying was so engrossed in it that she didn't notice the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger. She just kept dancing her wrists and swinging out sword flowers.
Crackling.
Her feet slipped unexpectedly, she stumbled, and fell to the ground.
A burning pain shot up from my buttocks.
Ouch, it hurts...
Jiang Yueying's tears welled up in an instant.
Xie Yuting, who was picking plum blossoms deep in the white plum forest, had just walked out when he saw this scene.
In the endless white snow, the girl sat on the ground pitifully, with her sword thrown aside, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she had been bullied.
Xie Yuting walked over quickly, threw the plum branch into the girl's arms, picked her up from the snow, and instantly embraced her in an embrace of ice and snow.
"You're so cold, why don't you take a rest?"
Jiang Yueying raised her head and sniffed: "It's okay, it's not too cold."
"Put your hands on my chest." Xie Yuting hinted at her with his eyes.
"Ah?" Jiang Yueying didn't understand what he meant and put her hand on the man's chest.
Xie Yuting laughed: "I asked you to put your hand in, how can you keep warm? Stupid."
Jiang Yueying's face gradually turned red. She was too shy to do such a thing as ripping a man's clothes open in public and then putting her hands inside. After hesitating for a moment, she simply put her hands into her sleeves.
"Did you fall just now?"
"It was an accident," she said stubbornly.
Xie Yuting chuckled: "Fortunately there was a layer of snow underneath, otherwise you would be in so much pain that you would be speechless."
Unable to refute, Jiang Yueying curled her lips while holding the plum branch in her forearm, and stretched out her foot to shake off the broken snow on it.
"Hey, why are you crying in pain?" He suddenly lowered his head and moved closer, staring at her wet eyelashes, and asked with a smile.
Jiang Yueying opened her eyes wide and said stubbornly, "That's nonsense! That was snow water. How could I care about a little pain?"
"It turns out the princess isn't afraid of pain."
Braving the wind and snow, Xie Yuting carried her all the way into the warm room, placed her on the soft couch, and leaned her against the soft big pillow.
There was a white jade vase on the small square table next to the couch. Jiang Yueying held the flower branches picked by Xie Yuting himself and inserted the white plum blossoms into the vase carefully. She lowered her head and smelled the fragrance.
There is something so comforting about smelling flowers on a cold winter day.
Xie Yuting squeezed in and sat next to her, clinging to her and whispered, "Doesn't it really hurt? Let me rub it for you?"
"Rub... rub what?" Jiang Yueying's cheeks flushed and she pretended not to understand.
"Didn't you fall and hit your butt?" Xie Yuting said shockingly, without any shame. "Let me rub your butt."
As soon as he said that, he would touch it.
No way!!!
"...You hooligan!" Jiang Yueying quickly stepped back, her pretty face like a peach blossom about to bloom, a blush of April's fragrance. "Don't touch me!"
She was so embarrassed and angry that she raised her voice so loudly that even Qiqi, who was taking a nap, was woken up and looked at them with her ears perked up.
After the sound faded, the warm room was silent and empty, with only the crackling sound of the burning charcoal fire.
Jiang Yueying hugged herself with her arms for protection, and the air was silent for a while.
Xie Yuting hung his head, a look of disappointment flashing in his eyes: "I just cared about you, and it's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you're even mean to me..."
He sat on the couch, moved half an inch away, looking pitiful and shocked. If you didn't know him, you would think he was the one who fell.
Jiang Yueying stared at his profile. The man had a high nose bridge and thin lips. His eyes, which were originally as bright as morning stars, dimmed slightly, and his eyelashes drooped alone like a withered flower.
"Xie Yuting?"
No sound.
Are you really sad?
Did she sound fierce just now?
A strong feeling of helplessness surged in her chest, and Jiang Yueying couldn't help but reflect on herself, wondering if she had really gone a little too far.
Since getting married, Xie Yuting has never forced himself to consummate the marriage. If it were any other man, he would have wanted to divorce his wife long ago, but he only complained a few times verbally and never really resented her.
Moreover, Xie Yuting also gave her a night-shining pearl, helped her cure frostbite, celebrated her birthday, and gave her a sword... He was ridiculously good to her, but she always gave him a cold shoulder.
She and Xie Yuting were a legitimate couple. He had only touched her once, so why should she make such a fuss? How could she really think of her husband as a pervert?
The more he thought about it, the more regretful he became. Jiang Yueying tugged at his sleeve and explained, "Well, I wasn't mean to you."
Xie Yuting glanced at her resentfully without saying a word.
His expression was extremely aggrieved.
“…”
Jiang Yueying felt even more guilty and her heart was filled with bitterness.
But she is not very good at coaxing people.
So she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll give it to you to rub."
She is not a tiger, so why can't you touch her butt?
Xie Yuting's gloomy face suddenly brightened up and became bright and sunny.
After getting permission, he stretched out his arms and held Jiang Yueying to sit on his lap. The warm heat hit her, and she put her legs together and sat sideways in his arms, so uncomfortably motionless.
Xie Yuting put his head on her shoulder, and his hot breath washed over the delicate skin of the girl's neck. Jiang Yueying rubbed her neck, and her ears turned red.
"Why are you hugging me..." She was not used to the position they were in. What if a servant came in and saw them? It would be too disrespectful.
"Aren't you hurt from the fall? It will be softer if you sit on me." Xie Yuting said confidently, his smile more charming than spring sunshine.
Seeing his smug expression, Jiang Yueying knew that she had been fooled. His depressed and pitiful behavior was clearly an act.
As soon as she opened her mouth, this guy's true colors would be revealed.
"Shameless," she muttered softly.
"Does it still hurt?" Xie Yuting's peach blossom eyes sparkled as he stared at her. "Can I rub it for you?"
Jiang Yueying's face turned even redder, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She thought to herself, Xie Yuting must be doing this on purpose. Why would he ask such a question at this time? He just wants to see her shy, right?
"Don't waste time, or I'll go out and practice swordplay."
She frowned, trying to look fierce, but she was nestled in the man's arms, looking so delicate and small that she didn't pose any threat at all, like a chirping little bird that had just hatched.
Xie Yuting laughed softly.
Jiang Yueying was so embarrassed that she punched him hard on the chest.
Amidst the commotion, a large, scorching hot hand covered her, and through her dress, it felt like a heat wave invading her.
Jiang Yueying froze immediately, her head felt light and the only sense of touch in her body was concentrated on one place, and then she felt the big hand pinching her.
The girl's cheeks suddenly felt hot and bleeding.
She opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.
But Xie Yuting was curious and asked, "Why is it softer than mine?"
"Shut up!" Jiang Yueying was furious. It was already embarrassing enough, and this guy actually wanted to compare. It made me so angry!
Xie Yuting coaxed: "It is impolite not to reciprocate. If you are dissatisfied, you can also touch me..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Yueying covered his mouth with her hand, otherwise who knows how many more vicious words he would utter. "Don't talk nonsense!"
Xie Yuting, with his mouth covered, nodded obediently. The moment Jiang Yueying withdrew her hand, he leaned forward and pecked her palm.
As light as snow, as hot as fire.
"You, you, you!" Jiang Yueying was incoherent, unable to believe that Xie Yuting actually kissed her hand.
Xie Yuting smiled lazily: "Another kiss?"
Jiang Yueying was completely convinced by this shameless man. She didn't care whether her butt still hurt or not. She struggled to jump off his knees, ran all the way to where Qiqi was lying, lifted up the little wolf and aimed it at Xie Yuting.
A pair of round eyes.
It seems to be saying: If you go any further, I will let the wolf bite you.
Qiqi, who was caught in her sleep, opened her eyes, looked at the young couple hazily, and let out a cute "Awoo?"
Xie Yuting was overjoyed.
Jiang Yueying rubbed her face, not knowing how red it was, so she had to hug Qiqi, trying to hide her peach-like face.
Cuckoo——
A white-feathered pigeon suddenly flew into the warm room.
The pigeon flew straight to Xie Yuting's shoulder and landed, cooing twice.
Xie Yuting lowered his head, took a letter from the pigeon's leg, then opened the window, rubbed its head, and let the pigeon fly away.
Jiang Yueying hugged Qiqi, her eyes full of confusion. Is this the carrier pigeon raised by Xie Yuting?
After receiving the letter, Xie Yuting said that he had something to do and went out, holding the letter.
Judging from his cautious expression, this letter must be unusual.
Jiang Yueying sneaked to the window and stood on tiptoe to peek outside.
In the corridor, Xie Yuting stood tall and slowly unfolded the letter in his hand. Unfortunately, only his back could be seen, and his expression could not be discerned.
Who sent him this letter? He had to hide outside to read it. Was he someone very important?
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