Chapter 86 Chapter 86 Why don’t you feed me with your mouth?
Ji Lian was afraid of hurting her, so she changed the position of interlocking her fingers, with her fingertips trembling slightly, for fear that the person on the couch would fall asleep again.
On the first day, while playing the piano outside, news came from inside that Xie Tingyu's eyelids moved, but he had not woken up.
The next day, the piano music had not stopped. I heard that her fingers were slightly curled up, but she still did not wake up.
On the third day, amidst the lingering music of the piano, he heard her open her eyes briefly, then fell asleep again.
Upon hearing the news, the doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau rushed over. After carefully examining his pulse, they said, "Master Xie will soon regain consciousness. Your Highness, please continue playing the zither. It would be more effective if you move indoors. With the help of Doctor Yuan's acupuncture, your chances of waking up will be even greater."
While acupuncture is considered legitimate medicine, this soul-calling song still feels a bit mysterious. Since the patient is unconscious, we can only try our best to save him.
Although Xie Qingyan didn't show it on her face, she felt puzzled every time she saw the emperor, who had long lived in the deep palace, fighting back tears while feigning composure as he played the zither. Later, when she heard Xie Tingyu say that the emperor had been saved twice by Xie Tingyu, she felt so deeply moved. She listened silently, still finding it difficult to understand.
Today, Yuan Fuxue had just finished acupuncture when someone from the Yuan residence came to ask him to leave. Originally, there were two people guarding the bed, but now only Ji Lian was left, still stubbornly playing the zither.
The window was half-open, the bamboo curtains drawn low, and the mournful sound of a zither filled the room. Ji Lian plucked the strings, her gaze fixed on the shadowy figure behind the curtains.
Ji Lian didn't actually believe in the idea of playing the zither to summon spirits. But there were so many fantastical things in this world, and if he told her he'd dreamt of Wang Xuanji's death, who would believe him?
Thinking of this, his fingers paused slightly, and the sound of the piano became sluggish.
Ji Lian suddenly remembered something.
Then... last time, he dreamed that Xie Tingyu died. Will this come true in the end?
Originally, he came to play the zither to summon Xie Tingyu's soul, but as he was thinking, Ji Lian got himself confused and felt that he was the one who harmed Xie Tingyu.
One drop, two drops, three drops of tears fell on the back of my hand. The piano music continued, but with a few more vibratos.
Suddenly, a few coughs were heard from behind the curtains. Ji Lian could no longer hold back, staggered aside the curtains, and leaned over the couch, staring at Xie Tingyu intently.
God knows how excited he was when he saw Xie Tingyu's eyelids tremble slightly and slowly wake up.
Ji Lian's throat choked, and her eyes instantly turned red. As she met Xie Tingyu's gaze, she uttered the heavy words in her heart: "You're finally awake, Xie Tingyu. I thought... I would never see you open your eyes again."
Xie Tingyu looked at the man before him. His face was as pale as paper, the corners of his eyes were red and swollen, his eye sockets still filled with tears, his lips were completely bloodless, and even his usually meticulously maintained robes were stained with wrinkles. It had been a long time since he had seen him so careless about his appearance.
“…Rian…cough cough cough cough…”
As soon as he opened his mouth, he started to cough.
Ji Lian hurried to get the tea bowl beside the bed. Because Xie Tingyu was lying down, he fed him a mouthful and half of his mouthful of water came out.
"Can't you help me up?" Xie Tingyu said in a hoarse voice.
"I... This is my first time taking care of someone too..." Ji Lian defended herself in a low voice, carefully supporting her lower back and helping her up, then placing several soft pillows behind her.
He held the tea bowl and carefully fed it water. When the bowl was gradually empty, he refilled it with new tea. When the warm tea flowed down his throat and into his empty stomach, Xie Tingyu finally felt the real feeling of returning to the world.
Seeing that there were water stains on the corners of Xie Tingyu's mouth, Ji Lian took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped them away. The next moment, Xie Tingyu grabbed his wrist.
The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if time stood still.
No words or unnecessary movements are required.
Ji Lian could no longer suppress her emotions. Without a word, she leaned over, carefully avoiding the wounds on her body, and gently put her arms around her shoulders. She buried her face in her neck and let out a sob that had been suppressed for a long time.
“Wuwuwu…”
The subtle sobs gradually turned into uncontrollable tears. In front of outsiders, he always tried to maintain his dignity and royal dignity, but in front of her, all his pretenses collapsed like a tidal wave.
Xie Tingyu had just woken up. Seeing Ji Lian crying, he felt dazed, his mind still in a mess. "Why are you crying when I'm awake? Are you mourning my death in advance... um..."
"Don't say such unlucky words."
Ji Lian raised her red nose and cried, "Do you know that you have been sleeping for nearly ten days? If you don't wake up, I really don't know what to do."
"Why do you say that?"
"Remember I dreamt you were in danger?" Ji Lian hugged her tighter. "If anything really happened to you, I would be the sinner. I must have harmed you."
"Your idea is quite interesting." Xie Tingyu smiled weakly. "If it were so easy to harm someone, then if you dislike someone in the future, you can just dream about them a few more times."
"You don't understand."
Ji Lian hesitated to speak. He didn't know how to explain the dream he had of his father and Wang Xuanji's death. Even if he told her, would Xie Tingyu believe him?
He raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes full of struggle, the words in his throat churned a few times before he swallowed them again.
"Besides, your dreams may not always come true. I'm fine, right?"
Ji Lian clutched Xie Tingyu's hand and whispered, "Do you know you've been poisoned by the Dream Soul Poison? This poison can cause a person to become addicted to illusions and perish. What did you dream about that made it so difficult to wake up?"
“Ah… this…”
Xie Tingyu hesitated for a moment and thought to herself: Even if I said that I had dreamed that my soul had wandered the world, Ji Lian would not believe me.
She picked out the facts she could tell. "I dreamt of an old friend. Sadly, she's long gone. Perhaps it's been so long since we last saw each other, I chatted with her for so long that I forgot to wake up."
Ji Lian asked nervously, "What are you talking about? Was the person you met in your dream a boy?"
"It's a girl. We talked about what we would do in the future, and also..." As Ji Lian waited with bated breath, Xie Tingyu said the last sentence, "She also said that she hoped I would sleep with the most beautiful woman in the world."
This is quite in line with Xie Tingyu's style. Even the illusions are so romantic.
Ji Lian lowered his eyes and said nothing, just looking at her quietly.
He had been visiting Changhao Courtyard every day for the past few days, and every time he saw Xie Tingyu unconscious, his heart ached. When he returned to Posuo Pavilion at dusk, he couldn't help but wonder: What would happen if Xie Tingyu didn't exist in the future? What would happen if he never saw her again?
It was at those moments that he suddenly realized that Xie Tingyu might not marry him, but he could not live without Xie Tingyu.
At this moment, he clearly realized that he needed her, as simple as needing to eat, drink water, and sleep on a soft quilt, and he needed her for an inexplicable reason.
Ji Lian wiped the tears from his eyes, thinking that since he had no dignity left in front of Xie Tingyu, he might as well give up. He said seriously, "Xie Tingyu."
Seeing Ji Lian so serious, Xie Tingyu's voice became tense as he listened to what he said next. "As the saying goes, there are always people better than you. There are countless handsome men in this world. I dare not claim to be the best in the world."
"but……"
Ji Lian took a deep breath and said, "I think that if we talk about appearance alone, I am the only one in Jiankang... If you want to choose a man based on his beauty alone, then choose me."
He took Xie Tingyu's hand and gently pressed it against the cinnabar mark on his lower abdomen. Although it was early autumn and their clothes were still thin, they felt an inexplicable heat there, as if the cinnabar was burning through the fabric and scorching their palms.
"Haven't you always wanted to sleep on the same bed with me? I'm willing."
He repeated it again, each word clearly, "I do."
In the slanting sunlight, the two sat in silence. Ji Lian nervously grasped her hand tightly. Even though he was a member of the imperial family, he was happy to accept such an unruly act as offering himself to her.
"Is it possible to sleep on the same bed without wearing any clothes?" Xie Tingyu asked softly.
"Yes. You can do whatever you want to me."
"Now?" Xie Tingyu looked out the window at the early morning sky, moved his injured leg again, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that my leg injury hasn't healed yet and I can't move. I'm afraid I won't be able to experience Lianlian's kindness anymore."
"you……"
Ji Lian turned her face away, the tips of her ears flushed slightly, "Of course I have to wait until your injury is healed before I can tell you."
Xie Tingyu pinched Ji Lian's fingertips and said, "I'm a little thirsty. Please give me some more water."
Ji Lian brought the tea bowl over and handed it to Xie Tingyu's mouth, but saw that the man was just staring at her, with no intention of lowering his head.
"You might as well feed me with your mouth."
Ji Lian was stunned for a moment, subconsciously turned her head to look at the screen, and lowered her voice, "What if someone comes in?"
"Which ignorant servant dared to barge in without informing me?" Xie Tingyu's voice was soft and gentle, and he was coaxing me. "Just now he said he wanted to sleep with me, but now he hesitates to even be intimate. Could it be that he is trying to trick me?"
"I...I didn't. I was just afraid...just afraid that someone would come in..."
In a state of conflict between her inner self and her inner desires, Ji Lian held a sip of water in her mouth, gently caressed Xie Tingyu's cheek and leaned over to meet her. As their lips touched, they slowly crossed the water, unable to resist tracing the shape of her lips with the tip of her tongue. As she pulled away slightly, her breath was slightly disordered. "Do you want more?"
"want."
Xie Tingyu suddenly grabbed his collar, and Ji Lian fell forward without warning, their noses touching.
Her breath brushed against his lips. "You are not allowed to stop until I tell you to. Lianlian, you have to keep feeding me like this."
After nervously crossing the water several times, Ji Lian unconsciously licked her wet lips. Seeing Xie Tingyu's eyes becoming deeper and deeper, like an undercurrent, she wanted to get closer but didn't dare to be presumptuous.
"Why didn't you stick out your tongue just now?" Xie Tingyu laughed softly, his voice carrying a hint of ambiguous accusation. "Can a kiss without sticking out your tongue still be considered a kiss? Lianlian, you and I have kissed so many times, why don't you know how to do this?"
"I...what can't I do?"
Ji Lianxin made up his mind and leaned forward to deepen the kiss. Xie Tingyu whispered softly into his lips, "It's been a long time since we've been alone together. I don't know when the next time will be, so why not kiss us to our heart's content now?"
A pair of scattered shoes appeared beside the bed without knowing when.
The gauze curtains were half-draped, and the bitter aroma of ointment lingered in their nostrils, trapping them like an invisible net. Ji Lian felt mad for actually listening to Xie Tingyu's words. But once their lips and teeth were entangled, there was no turning back.
"I was injured this time, so I let you get on top of me..." Xie Tingyu bit his lips gently and laughed softly, "There will be no such thing in the future."
Ji Lian just lowered her eyes and put her lips on him.
His long hair slid down his shoulders and intertwined with hers on the pillow. As their lips and teeth intertwined, their breathing became increasingly irregular. Ji Lian took Xie Tingyu's hand and placed it on her waist, lying on their sides facing each other.
He held Xie Tingyu's waist and looked into her deep eyes. "Will it press on your injury?"
"It's not like my back is injured."
The breath fell on his ear, with a tingling heat.
She held Ji Lian's lips, slowly grinding her teeth against his several times, prying his teeth open and probing his tongue, as if following the old path, but more lingering than before. Again and again, teasing him vaguely, tempting Ji Lian to take the initiative, and then swallowing up his heat bit by bit, draining it dry.
When they separated a little, Ji Lian's eyes were full of spring, and a trace of silver flowed from the corner of her lips. She couldn't help but offer her lips again.
"Teacher, uncle, what are you doing?"
The tender voice of the child was like a basin of cold water, suddenly shattering the beauty in the room.
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The author has something to say: Too strong, too strong, my head is burning, but I still insisted on finishing it, too strong. It is true that if you are willing to endure hardships, there will be endless hardships.
From “I’m going to kill you” when we first met, to “You can’t sleep with me”, to “I do”, just say it, just say it! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
I go to sleep.
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