Chapter 390 I'll be scared
Clean room.
The water mist was thick and the rising hot air flowed like gauze under the candlelight.
Lu Jiangnian was soaking in the bathtub, his long black hair draped over his shoulders, and water droplets slid down his taut muscles.
He stared at the warm candlelight coming through the screen, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the bathtub.
"Haining was kidnapped and in critical condition. I had to save him..."
The handwriting on the letter from home suddenly emerged on the water surface, and the graceful brushstrokes concealed a thrilling danger.
His Adam's apple rolled violently and he suddenly buried his head in the water. The warmth wrapped up all the trembling fear.
If the secret guard had been a little late that day, if Wanwan had miscalculated Murong Xiao's reaction...
"Crash——"
The moment he broke out of the water, he wiped the water stains on his face, but he could not wipe away the bloodshot eyes.
There were several hideous arrow wounds on Lu Jiangnian's body, which were the marks of his years of fighting on the battlefield. There were two extremely thrilling moments when he almost lost his life, but he was never afraid.
But since he received the letter from his wife, he actually dreamed that his wife reached out to him in the rain. When he woke up, he crushed the teacup.
Because of love, fear arises.
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Liu Yan closed the door and turned around, almost bumping into Xuan Qing's arms.
He smiled brightly, holding up a brocade box, the moonlight shining on the twig pattern on the box: "The most famous rouge in Qingzhou, the shopkeeper said it's called 'Drunken Hibiscus', take a look and see if it suits you..."
"Shh——"
Liu Yan pulled his sleeve and walked to the back of the corridor, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, "The masters have just rested."
Xuan Qing stuffed the box into her hands, and his fingertips brushed the red string on her wrist: "Smell it, they say it's mixed with flower dew from the Western Regions."
Liuyan was naturally happy to receive the gift.
She followed suit and lowered her head to smell the fragrance. Xuan Qing's fingers felt itchy and he wanted to pinch her face, but he was afraid that she would be angry.
Xuan Qing coughed lightly and lowered his voice: "Actually, I also bought some candied fruit and asked them to hold it for me and send it to you tomorrow."
Liu Yan's ears suddenly turned red.
This person really thinks about her everywhere.
"Thank you very much."
"Is there anything interesting on the way to Qingzhou?"
"Tell me about it in detail when you have time..."
Xuanqing felt that his teeth were itching, nothing else mattered, the most important thing was to listen to the story?
A naughty girl who doesn't understand romance.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Liu Yan looked at him suspiciously. Xuan Qing took the opportunity to get closer to her: "Okay, I'll tell you tomorrow..."
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A ray of moonlight leaked into the quiet dormitory, just falling on Yuan Wanru's scattered black hair.
Lu Jiangnian stood beside the bed, his shirt collar slightly open. He leaned forward and said, "Madam."
The moment his fingertips touched her rosy lips, the girl's eyelashes suddenly trembled in her sleep. Lu Jiangnian froze in his movements, but saw her unconsciously rubbing her face against his palm, like a kitten.
Lu Jiangnian's breathing became disordered, and he brushed her nose with his finger: "Awake?"
Yuan Wanru suddenly opened her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with the flickering candlelight and him, but before she could open her mouth, her lips and tongue were sealed by a hot kiss.
He had a fresh scent of soapberry on him, which penetrated between his teeth and was so familiar.
At this moment, she finally realized that she missed him the same way.
When she climbed onto his neck, she knocked down the Qingzhou Scenery Records that was beside her pillow - that was the book she occasionally read in her spare time recently.
The sound made Lu Jiangnian take a glance, and when he saw the big words on the cover, his heart softened.
"Madam, this is a reminder of someone."
The tone was very affirmative, with an upward ending, and the mood was very happy.
Yuan Wanru's eyes turned red, and she put her fingertips on his shoulder and pushed lightly, but he grabbed her hand with his backhand, and pressed their ten fingers together into the brocade quilt.
Lu Jiangnian chuckled, rubbing her earlobe with his teeth, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're shy. You weren't like that just now."
After saying that, he glanced at the belt that had fallen at the foot of the bed.
"My lady is very skillful."
Yuan Wanru didn't realize that she had untied his belt just now. When she met his eyes, her face was really burning.
How come this hand looks so natural?
She raised her chin and said proudly: "You won't let me untie it?"
Before she finished her words, the straps of her lilac bellyband broke and the silky material slipped off her shoulders.
Lu Jiangnian looked at her proudly: "It's a courtesy to return the favor."
"Lu Jiangnian..."
Yuan Wanru's breathing became slightly disordered and she avoided his dark gaze.
"Now that my lady is awake," he stroked the soft flesh of her waist with his fingertips, his eyes dark and frightening, "let's have a good chat about what happened during this period."
The gilded tent hook swayed slightly, casting tiny floating lights. Yuan Wanru tilted her neck back into the soft pillow, her long black hair covering the entire bed.
His kiss landed on her brow, and Yuan Wanru still smiled coquettishly, "Don't you want to chat?"
"What are you doing again?"
Lu Jiangnian's back tensed, and he deliberately slowed down his tone. His breath was hot: "We are already chatting. My wife, don't you feel how much I miss you?"
His palm slid down her wrist, and suddenly grabbed her hand, squeezing it tightly.
Her eyes moved and she looked at him with a smile, still looking the same as the one that haunted him.
He kissed her.
Sweetness spread between her lips and teeth. Yuan Wanru suddenly remembered that she had drunk nectar before going to bed today. At this moment, it became the most tempting poison, making them both intoxicated and obsessed.
"I miss you so much..." he murmured, his voice revealing the longing that had been suppressed for more than a month.
Yuan Wanru gently put her arms around his neck, ran her fingertips through his hair, and responded softly: "Me too."
The night wind blew through the window lattice, the candlelight flickered, and reflected overlapping figures.
The temperature between the beds rose, and the candle wick outside the curtains crackled and exploded, splashing out a star of warm light.
Lu Jiangnian suddenly remembered the night in Qingzhou when he stroked her letter from home again and again and smiled like a little boy.
The letter is short but the feelings are deep, that's how it is.
A thought flashed through his mind: the sharpest sword could cut through thousands of troops, but it could not cut off this lingering love that had long been engraved in his bones and blood.
Suddenly, I thought of her last letter again, and felt annoyed with the person in my arms.
He pinched her waist and pressed her against the carved bedpost, and the cold, hard wood made her tremble slightly.
"Sun Haining was in trouble, how dare you go to Ziyun Temple alone?"
He asked gruffly, his sharp teeth grinding the thin flesh red, "If anything happens to you..."
The last sound was lost in the fierce licking and biting. Yuan Wanru felt a sharp pain. The man bit her collarbone hard.
Yuan Wanru struggled to hold his face, but his fingertips were held by him: "But I... saved Haining... "
Her intermittent excuses turned into sobs. Lu Jiangnian refused to let her go, and his breath was so burning that it hurt.
"I'm fine..."
She tilted her head to avoid the pursuing lips, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
Lu Jiangnian suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. His heart was beating fast and heavy under his palm, like a trapped beast about to break through its cage.
"It's uncomfortable here."
His Adam's apple rolled, and beads of sweat fell down his jaw and hit her collarbone. "I'll be scared..."
The ending tone was hoarse and his handsome eyebrows looked very fragile at this moment.
Yuan Wanru's heart trembled. This idiot actually said that he was afraid.
When he was poisoned by the Gu, he never said a word of fear.
Yuan Wanru leaned over and kissed his eyelids, sliding down the bridge of his nose and lingering on his tightly pursed lips, "I'm not... just..."
The unfinished words were interrupted.
Lu Jiangnian hugged her waist tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into her bones and blood.
"From now on, you are never allowed to scare people like this."
It was not until dawn that the people waiting outside vaguely heard the prince calling for water.
As expected, the two masters have a really good relationship.
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