Chapter 37 Don't Go! Xu Congjing openly snatched her in front of everyone. ...
Wen Jie reached out and helped him up, not forgetting to say sarcastically, "Look at you, what a mess you look like."
Xu Congjing scoffed. Just as Lou Yanxu had taken a few steps, Wan Qing'an pushed open the door and came out. Clearly, the man who had just mocked him looked bewildered for a moment.
Wen Jie stood there stunned for a moment, then walked past Xu Congjing and rushed up to Wan Qing'an, stopping in front of her and embracing her in disbelief. His voice trembled, mixed with surprise and joy, "You're not dead? Why didn't you tell me?"
Xu Congjing was taken aback at first, then raised an eyebrow slightly. They were evenly matched. How dare he laugh at him just now?
Lou Yanxu was also taken aback by Wen Jie's actions. She glanced at Wan Qing'an and saw that she was momentarily stunned, but when she came to her senses, her expression was indifferent, or even faintly tinged with anger.
"What do you mean by this, sir, in front of everyone?" Months had passed since they last met; this embrace was something she had longed for, yet now only brought her resentment. Wan Qing'an ruthlessly pushed him away, her brows furrowed as she spoke in a low voice, "You are merely my teacher. Aren't you being a little too concerned about your student?"
Her eyes stung, and she blinked several times to hold back her tears. They were nowhere to be seen during her time of need, and now they're showing concern for her? They're just taking advantage of her forgetfulness and gullibility, taking advantage of her inability to care for others.
As she expected, Wen Jie snapped out of his daze and stepped back to the boundary upon hearing her words, saying, "I apologize for the intrusion."
He was always like this, advancing and retreating at will, never considering her misunderstandings or hurt feelings. Her eyes were bloodshot, revealing a fierce glint in them. "Rejecting me repeatedly yet provoking me again, it is indeed very offensive."
Today, she seemed to have been set on fire, her face turning bluish-purple as she pointed at Xu Congjing and angrily cursed, "And you, none of you are any good!"
The two looked at each other, obediently accepting the scolding without daring to object.
"Pah! They're all no good!" Yun Bing chimed in, helping Lou Yanxu into the room, leaving Xu Congjing behind with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
After that, Lou Yanxu was listless and did not leave the house for a whole day.
As night fell, the city lights came on, the moon shone over the city moat, singers performed, and martial artists performed, creating a lively and bustling scene.
Lou Yan and Xu, along with Yun Bing, strolled along the long street as fiery fireworks rose up, illuminating the path for the awning boats under the stone arch bridge.
Lou Yunbing looked around and spotted Xu Congjing in the distance. He then pulled Lou Yanxu into another street and turned to warn her, "Sister, that Xu guy's eyes are not friendly. Stay away from him if you see him in the future."
Lou Yanxu stopped, her attention completely focused on the candied hawthorns in front of her, not paying any attention to it at all. She casually replied, "He was just acting on a whim, it's nothing serious." Xu Congjing's persistent pursuit was only because she knew she had made a mistake and couldn't escape the pangs of conscience. She figured that once he stumbled a few more times at her hands, he would naturally stay away.
She picked out two of the best fruits, then turned to see Yun Bing swinging two punches into the air to comfort her, "But don't be afraid, if he dares to touch you, I'll definitely knock him down with one punch!"
Lou Yanxu asked suspiciously, "With your mediocre skills?"
"What amateur skills! I'm very good!" Yun Bing retorted, chasing after her to demonstrate, but Lou Yanxu didn't give him a chance and turned and ran away.
The two played and joked along the way. When they got tired, they stopped in front of a stall. Lou Yanxu picked up a small trinket and fiddled with it for a while, but then put it down with little interest. However, Yun Bing saw that she was happy and took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to slip it into his pocket. He glanced furtively to the left and right, just as he was happy that no one was watching. Then he turned around and met a pair of deep eyes.
Lou Yanxu took the items out of his pocket, paid him a few copper coins, pulled him to the corner of the alley, and with a flick of her hand, Yun Bing squatted down.
"What are you doing?" She frowned sharply, pinched his ear, and gave him a good scolding. "Taking things without asking and without paying, that's theft!"
She rubbed her forehead, feeling almost faint. Seeing this, Lou Yunbing covered his ears and apologized, "Sister, I was wrong, please don't be angry."
A wave of soreness washed over Lou Yanxu, and she turned her head to take a few deep breaths, holding it in for a while before she could stop.
"Is this how you've always lived?" You grab whatever you want, you steal whatever you want. This habit has been ingrained in your bones. Lou Yanxu used to think that her younger brother had just been kidnapped and that it was good that he was back. She would make up for what he had missed all these years. Now she realizes how much this has affected him and that there is still so much more for her to teach him in the future.
As she thought about it, tears streamed down her face, falling in torrents onto the cobblestone path. She knelt down, sobbing, "It's my fault. I should have stopped you from going out to play..."
"Sister, it was my own fault for being playful, it's not your fault." Yunbing panicked and hurriedly wiped away her tears. He tried to help her up but his hand was pressed down. He only heard his sister's promise in his ear, "Yunbing, our family is rich. You and I have made a lot of money now. We don't have to live like this anymore."
This time he was stunned for a long time, and could not hold back any longer. He turned around and hugged Lou Yanxu, biting the back of his hand to stifle his sobs. The two of them tightened their arms and hugged each other tightly.
As the hawking sounds faded, the two finally calmed down. Lou Yunbing wiped away his tears and looked up, startled.
Lou Yanxu then looked up and found Xu Congjing standing not far away, his face covered with a thin layer of frost in the dim light.
Lou Yunbing noticed his gaze, stood up, stepped in front of Lou Yanxu, and took her hand, saying, "Let's go."
At this moment, Xu Congjing started walking faster and came over, and without saying a word, punched Yun Bing to the ground.
Almost instantly, Lou Yanxu raised her hand and brought it down, slapping him across the face again. "Xu Congjing, are you crazy!"
"I'm crazy."
In the past, she was most heartbroken when he was injured, and she would never have the heart to hit him even a little bit. But now she was embracing another man in the street, and even more so, she was at odds with him. He was so jealous that he was going crazy!
He spoke in a deep voice, just like that night at the inn in Xiangzhou, and hoisted her onto his shoulder. Lou Yanxu scratched with her hands and kicked with her feet, her unkempt nails scraping a long, bloody gash on her bulging neck.
"You dare to openly snatch someone in broad daylight, right under the emperor's nose!"
But it was no use; the figures of the man and woman gradually blurred and disappeared around the corner.
Along the narrow alley, the moonlight cast long shadows. Xu Congjing turned seven or eight corners before arriving at her residence. When she put the person down, she hung her head and remained silent, her eyes vacant.
After a long silence, she sighed, "How long are you going to lock me up this time?"
Xu Congjing was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and dared not look at her, only saying stiffly, "I don't care about you." He dared not make the same mistake again after missing it once. If he made another mistake, he was afraid that he would only be able to look at her as strangers for the rest of his life.
He helped her to sit down at the table, moved a bronze mirror over, casually picked a flower hairpin and put it in her hair, looked at her beautiful face in the mirror, and smiled brightly, "Beautiful."
Every day he would buy a few of her favorite flowers and put them in the room. In the past, she would always smile shyly with her eyes down when he tucked them into her hair, but now she looked indifferent, glared fiercely at the bronze mirror, pulled the flowers off, threw them on the floor, and stomped on them, as if stepping right into his heart.
Lou Yanxu stubbornly raised her face in defiance, no matter what he did, she would not yield or forgive him. She thought he would be angry and embarrassed, but unexpectedly he knelt down in front of her with a "thump", wrapping his arms tightly around her slender waist, leaving no gap.
On her wedding day at the Marquis of Chenghua's mansion, he did the same, holding her tightly around the waist, intending to make her his mistress. But later, he imprisoned her, making her his mistress. Bitterness permeated her entire body, and Lou Yanxu's eyes fixed, suppressing her trembling.
His eyes were red and his gaze was broken as he looked at her. "Wanwan, I really know I was wrong. I wronged Yunli and have already gone to his grave to apologize. Can you give me a chance to atone for my sins? Hit me, scold me, do whatever you want, as long as you can vent your anger, I'm willing to do anything."
He was so humble and pitiful, trying to make her feel sorry for him and soften her heart, but Lou Yanxu closed her eyes and sighed, her eyes filled with only resolute disappointment, "Xu Congjing, please let me go, let's go our separate ways and never see each other again."
"Don't call me Xu Congjing." He stroked her eyelids with his fingertips, rubbed his face, and almost buried his face in her belly. "Wanwan, don't you like to call me Brother Zizheng the most? Call me Brother Zizheng."
"Brother Zizheng," she was the only one who called him that now, and only then did he feel that she loved him.
Xu Congjing had not expected her to be so decisive. Her tender and intoxicating "Brother Zizheng" was enough to make his heart flutter. However, her gentle words pierced his heart and drew blood. "You hated me before, and now I hate you. We are incompatible. Why force ourselves to fit in? We should have cut ties long ago."
Lou Yanxu closed her eyes. In the end, she was no different from him. The gentlest voice spoke the harshest words.
"It's not like that..." He shook his head repeatedly, not believing in any incompatibility of horoscopes. He only knew that what he wanted wouldn't be given away for free, and he had always fought for it relentlessly. He held the person in his arms tightly, his voice hoarse and sore, "Back then, when I wrote to you, someone forged your handwriting and replied. Every word in the letter was evidence of their crimes, I..."
Lou Yanxu struggled in vain and had no choice but to give up. Her face was pale and her eyes were unfocused. "If you had asked me to my face back then, and I had pleaded not guilty, would you have believed me?"
"I believe it, I believe it..."
He murmured, got up and kissed her face. A dense, ticklish sensation crawled across her cheeks, eyes and earlobes, sending shivers down her spine. Lou Yanxu initially tried to dodge, but lacking the strength, the back of her head was pressed down, so she had no choice but to give in and silently endure his kiss.
With such obvious resistance, Xu Congjing's hands trembled, and he couldn't bear to force her any further. He closed his eyes, afraid that jealousy would spill out of them.
He stroked his bare face and asked, "Is that young man your new lover?"
Lou Yanxu knew he had misunderstood Yun Bing and didn't want to explain, letting him be. But the more he asked, the more outrageous it became, his hoarse voice seemingly buried in her ear, "Have you ever shared a love affair with him?"
"!"
What is all this nonsense?!
Her hot breath hit her ear, sending a tingling sensation through her mind. She clenched her fists to regain her senses, about to scold him for thinking such bad things all day, when she heard him mutter almost frantically, "It's alright, what he can give you, I can give you too."
Finally, he let out a low, painful growl, tears streaming down his grief-stricken face.
"Please, don't go."
"Please."
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