Chapter 28 Want to rely on the power of the prince
Jing Siye left the bedroom and came to a dilapidated hut in the backyard of the inn.
The atmosphere in that small room was depressing and dull.
Two men, one young and one old, huddled in a corner, their clothes covered in dust.
The younger one was the one who rushed out of the tent frantically during the exploration in the daytime, and the older one was the old man who incited the crowd with passionate words in front of the pharmacy in the daytime.
When Jing Si returned to the post station at night, Lu Bo followed the order and quickly took people to escort the two men back to the post station. When Jing Siye went in, the two heard the noise, trembled all over, and got up from the ground.
Xue Nian and Lu Bo reacted quickly, drew their swords from their sheaths, flashed and stood in front of Jing Siye, not giving the two men any chance to get close to Jing Siye.
Jing Siye looked calm. He raised his hand slowly and waved it gently, signaling them to put away their swords.
Xue Nian and Lu Bo looked at each other, quickly sheathed their swords, and stepped aside.
The old man took a deep breath, tried his best to calm himself down, pretended to be innocent, and said:
"I wonder why the Second Prince brought me here?"
Jing Siye stood there, staring at the old man coldly with a sharp gaze, and said in a cold voice:
"Why did the king bring you here? You should know best in your hearts."
When the old man heard this, a trace of panic flashed across his eyes, but he still remained stubborn and pretended to be extremely wronged and said:
"I don't know, I'm infected with the plague and feel sick all over. I really don't know how I broke the law."
Jing Siye snorted coldly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes:
"I have plenty of ways to make you speak. Don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit."
When the old man heard this, his heart tightened, but he still mustered up the courage to refute:
"The Second Prince wants to torture an old man like me into confessing?" "You are a prince. If you act like this and it gets out, aren't you afraid that others will criticize you?"
Jing Siye raised a mocking smile and replied nonchalantly:
"There are so many people who poke my spine, I am not afraid of you being one more."
"In this world, I only care about the truth. As for other people's opinions, I never care. If you know what's good for you, you should tell me as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will not be able to bear the consequences."
"Yeah?……"
As he was speaking, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the quiet little house, and a cold light shot straight at the old man like lightning.
The old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and at this critical moment, he subconsciously turned his head.
At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning, and two fingers firmly grasped the dart.
The movement was done in one go, without even moving his feet.
Jing Siye: "Great job, now, what else do you have to say?"
The old man broke out in a cold sweat, but still argued:
"Second Prince, I do know some martial arts, but I only use them for self-defense. You can't arrest me for this."
Jing Siye: "Oh? What a coincidence?"
Jing Siye motioned for him to look back.
The old man looked in the direction he was looking and saw that the young man was also holding a dart between his fingers. The two darts that were shot at the same time were caught by both of them at the same time.
Seeing that there was nothing to say, both of them suddenly gritted their teeth, and a stream of black blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. They both fell to the ground, not breathing.
"Death warrior?"
Jing Siye was puzzled. After he finished speaking, he took out a linen hand cage, scratched the old man's mouth, and then pulled it hard, and the old man's beard fell off.
"Turns out it's fake? This is a young man." Xue Nian exclaimed.
Jing Siye frowned slightly, "Well, Chen Lian said that this so-called plague seems to be man-made. I suspect that it is aimed at me. Who in Hangzhou Province can afford to support such a large number of death warriors?"
Jing Siye ordered his men to deal with the two men, and after explaining some matters, he returned to his bedroom.
Zhu Wenqin had already fallen asleep, and the quilt had been kicked up to his lower abdomen. Jing Siye hurried forward to cover him up, then touched his forehead and felt relieved only after making sure that he did not have a fever.
I sighed in my heart: I’m not feeling well in this winter and I can’t sleep well. There’s no heating in this inn. Won’t I catch a cold if I kick off the quilt all night?
Thinking of this, Jing Siye quickly took a bath, used his inner strength to dry his hair, carefully lifted the quilt, and quietly climbed onto the bed.
He thought that he had to keep an eye on the little guy to prevent him from kicking the quilt away again. When the little guy wakes up and finds himself sleeping in the same bed with him, he probably won't blame him for being too abrupt.
Zhu Wenqin felt the heat source and leaned hard into his arms.
After a while, one of his feet was carelessly straddling Jing Siye's body, and his calf was rubbing gently, as if looking for a more comfortable position.
Her head was buried in the crook of Jing Siye's neck, with her entire face hidden in it.
The tip of her nose gently rubbed Jing Siye's neck again and again, and the warm breath she exhaled sprayed on Jing Siye's skin, bringing a slight itch.
Jing Siye originally tried to remain calm, but with Zhu Wenqin's intimate actions, he clearly felt changes in his body.
His breathing became a little rapid, his hands unconsciously clenched the quilt, his heart was full of entanglement and torment.
Looking at Zhu Wenqin who was so close, her flushed cheeks and slightly pouting lips, everything seemed so tempting.
He kept telling himself to restrain himself, but the feeling of having the meat in front of him but not being able to eat it was really tormenting him.
He closed his eyes slightly, trying to suppress the impulse in his heart with reason, but the touch like a feather brushing kept on teasing his nerves.
Jing Siye felt that the blood in his body was boiling and every cell was clamoring for desire, but reason was like a shackle that bound him tightly.
He repeated to himself over and over again: I have to endure it even if I can't. No matter what, I can't scare the little guy.
Zhu Wenqin is still so naive. If I act on impulse, I am afraid he will fall into panic and fear.
The night outside the window grew darker and darker, and everything was silent except for the occasional sound of the night watchman.
Jing Siye looked at Zhu Wenqin who was sleeping in his arms. The sound of her even breathing was like a soft melody, soothing his restless heart bit by bit.
He tried to stay awake and fight against his own desires in the long dark night, and he hardly slept all night.
The next morning, the first ray of sunlight shone through the cracks in the window and quietly fell on the bed.
Zhu Wenqin woke up slowly, and in a daze, she saw Jing Siye's handsome figure that looked like a god.
His eyes widened, fear instantly surged into his heart, and his body instinctively wanted to shrink back.
After a moment, the memory of last night gradually emerged in his mind. He remembered that it was the prince who carried him up by himself, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed.
Zhu Wenqin thought to herself:
[Although this man is really moody,]
But he was indeed safe in his arms. 】
[It would be great if I could use his influence to show off my power back at the Zhu family.] 】
[My mother and I no longer have to worry about being bullied by a concubine. 】
As Zhu Wenqin was thinking, she quietly took Jing Siye's hand and placed it on her waist, then found a comfortable position and continued to sleep in his arms.
Wherever he couldn't see, the corners of Jing Siye's mouth curled up to his ears.
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