Chapter 149: Past Life (I)
He Yanchen first met Yue Li at the residence of the Jiangning prefect.
At the banquet, he came out to sober up and unknowingly walked into the garden in the backyard.
After turning around the rockery, he heard a soft and coquettish female voice in front of him, mumbling as if complaining about something.
He Yanchen became interested and slowly looked over, and saw a girl in a pink and blue skirt squatting on the tree-lined path teasing the kitten in front of her.
The kitten seemed very impatient, and from time to time it flicked its tail with its back to her. The little girl became angry and said:
"Do you think I want to touch you?"
"If you weren't so cute, I wouldn't want to touch you."
He Yanchen chuckled.
The kitten moved to another place, and the woman turned in the same direction as it, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were immediately revealed.
She has willow-shaped eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. Her wind-blown hair gently brushes against her fair and slender jaw. Her fair cheeks are faintly pink, and her small lips are naturally red. The summer sun shines on her face, as if a hibiscus flower is covered with a layer of red clouds, making her look even more delicate and charming.
But there seemed to be a hint of sadness between his eyebrows.
He Yanchen soon knew what she was worried about.
"That General Xiao is so ugly, and so old, he could be my father." The woman frowned in disdain. "That young master Wang is just a smooth talker. He can't even come up with the thousand taels for my redemption, and all he can do is flatter me."
"And that Mr. Liu, I heard he has more than ten concubines at home. I don't know if he's sick..."
The woman pulled at the weeds angrily and sighed, "Why isn't there a rich and handsome man who would buy me?"
He Yanchen laughed again. It was like a fool dreaming here in broad daylight.
The kitten lay on the ground and stretched out its claws to scratch its ears, as if it was annoyed by her nagging.
The woman squatted under the tree, sighing and curling up. Her petite back looked very dejected.
He Yanchen looked at this scene and sighed softly. He suddenly felt like a stray kitten with high aspirations, wanting to be picked up but being picky about the owner who picked her up.
I want to be rich and look good.
As it happens, he has both.
Perhaps he had a teasing thought in mind for a moment, He Yanchen dusted off his robe, revealing the Hetian jade cloud-patterned jade pendant hanging on his waist, and casually stepped onto the forest path.
The woman heard footsteps and subconsciously looked up.
He saw the amazement in her eyes, which was the amazement at his appearance.
However, this surprise was only brief, and then her eyes fell to her waist.
He Yanchen knew that she was staring at his jade pendant, and the amazement in his eyes became even stronger.
Tsk, it seems that she prefers rich people to good looks.
He Yanchen had no intention of paying attention to her and just walked straight past her.
But the next moment, he felt something grabbing the hem of his clothes.
The man tilted his head and lowered his eyes to meet the woman's watery almond eyes.
The sunlight sprinkled on her porcelain-white and smooth face, which looked so fragile and pitiful, and her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes kept trembling. Seeing that she was just looking at him like this without saying anything, He Yanchen wanted to push her away impatiently.
How can there be such a good thing in the world that you want benefits but don’t want to take the initiative?
He is not a good man.
The man was about to leave when he heard the woman's clear, yet timid voice:
"Young Master..."
"I want to serve you, sir..."
He Yanchen curled the corners of his lips, then turned around and squatted down, pinching her jaw with his rough fingertips and stroking it gently.
Having practiced martial arts and swordplay for many years, the thin calluses on his fingertips made the woman's jaw a little red, which was particularly conspicuous against her fair and delicate skin.
It aroused a sense of brutality and pleasure in his heart.
"How do you want to serve me?"
The woman gently opened her lips and bit his finger.
Her earlobes had turned red at some point, and her eyelids trembled unconsciously. Seeing that he didn't react, she stretched out her tongue and licked his fingertips.
He Yanchen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and when she screamed, he picked her up.
The woman hugged his neck nervously and saw him kick open a door casually and take her in.
Beneath him was her soft and delicate body. He Yanchen stroked her sweaty hair. Seeing that her cheeks were pale with pain, she bit her lips tightly and didn't make a sound, for fear of ruining his mood.
He has always been gentle with women, and his movements are much gentler.
From the bright sunshine to the setting sun, when he stopped, the woman in his arms seemed to have lost her mind, with her eyes lightly closed and even having difficulty breathing.
He Yanchen poured her a cup of tea and asked, "What's your name?"
The woman opened her eyes with difficulty, her voice low and hoarse: "Slave...slave name is Yueli..."
That short sentence seemed to have consumed all her strength. He Yanchen wanted to get up, but found that his sleeve was grasped by her hand. He turned around and met the woman's eager look.
I'm afraid that I'll take her but she won't go with me.
He Yanchen rubbed her head and said, "Go to sleep first. Someone will come to pick you up tomorrow."
Hearing these soothing words, Yue Li suddenly collapsed on the bed, exhausted.
She was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep hugging the quilt.
He Yanchen would not stay overnight outside, so when he came out of the side room, he saw Ji Ming waiting outside.
When he came out, Ji Ming took a peek through the crack in the door and asked, "Your Majesty, how do we arrange for this girl?"
Without waiting for the man to ask, he took the initiative to report the news he had just heard: "I went to ask, and this girl is a prostitute of Chunfeng Pavilion in Jiangning City. It was bought by Liu Zhifu and wanted to give her to General Xiao."
General Xiao? Xiao Mingcheng?
Thinking of what Yueli said just now, He Yanchen raised his eyebrows slightly. Xiao Mingcheng is not ugly, right?
If you say he is ugly, then his father is ugly.
It's really ugly.
He was so ugly that He Yanchen didn't even want to look at him when he went to court.
Seeing that the man didn't say anything, Ji Ming boldly asked again: "But do you want to give him some money?"
He Yanchen walked out and said in a calm voice, "Take her to the palace tomorrow."
*
The next time I saw Yue Li was in the Jiangning Palace.
She had been there for a few days, but I didn't summon her, so she came to the study to ask for a meeting.
He Yanchen let her in.
The woman looked much more energetic than that day. She was wearing a pink brocade dress and golden beads on her head, which made her look even more stunning.
Seems to be adapting well.
After Yueli entered the hall, she couldn't help but look around, and the surprise in her eyes could not be hidden.
He Yanchen looked at her silently. It was just a short distance, but she took a long time to walk over.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects..." Yue Li bowed politely, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering as she stared at him straight on.
He Yanchen grabbed her wrist and brought her into his arms: "Are you used to being in the palace?"
"I'm used to it." Yue Li's voice was so soft and gentle that it made people feel comfortable. "I never thought that it would be... it would be His Majesty..."
He Yanchen smiled and didn't bother to find out whether the admiration in her eyes was real or fake. After all, he felt happy that day.
With the beauty in his arms, he couldn't help but feel distracted and reached out to tear off the jade belt around her waist.
The woman let out a small cry and was very cooperative. She was not like those people in the palace at all. They usually tried all kinds of tricks to beg for his favor, but when others came, they pretended to be pretentious, which was a bit disappointing.
The woman's clothes were half-undressed, and He Yanchen kissed her neck.
Before he could do anything, Ji Ming's voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Wei requests an audience."
When Yueli heard this, she quickly got off his lap, bent down and hid under the table.
He Yanchen was stunned when he saw her actions, and asked in a rather awkward tone, "What are you doing?"
Yueli knelt between his legs, her little face almost touching his thighs.
She looked at him with her round almond-shaped eyes, her tone filled with a hint of confusion and more of a matter-of-factness:
"Hide."
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