Chapter 79 Yu Guxiang held her plump and soft lips and bit Xi...
The courtyard fell into an eerie silence. In this dead silence, Shen Changfeng suddenly squatted down.
Lin Meiju subconsciously stepped back, but a big hand quickly and steadily grabbed her ankle. Even through her stockings, she could feel the heat of his palm.
"What are you doing?! Let me go!" Lin Meizhu was shocked and angry. She kicked out, but Shen Changfeng held on tighter. He wiped her wet shoes with his sleeves, and his knuckles rubbed and kneaded her delicate ankles. She didn't know whether it was sweat or water, but the sticky heat and numbness spread uncontrollably along her calves inch by inch. She could feel her skin trembling slightly.
Lin Meizhu felt the sounds of voices and footsteps around her become incredibly clear, and her heart began to pound. She knew that many pairs of eyes were curiously looking in her direction from behind. It was only because she and Shen Changfeng were standing in the shadow cast by the cargo, and the lights were dim, that they couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.
Xiaoman, standing nearby, was complaining about the stench of Jiang Jin's sweat choking her eyes. The two of them were arguing, and they just happened to turn their heads away. The most terrifying thing was the approaching pair of feet under the donkey cart—Luo Shanchang was mumbling something to smooth things over, but within three breaths, he was right there.
"Let go! Let me go now!"
Lin Meizhu struggled hard and reached out to push his shoulder, but her center of gravity was unstable and she fell backwards. Shen Changfeng was quick-witted and quick-handed. He supported her hips with one hand and her waist with the other, half hugging and half holding her away from the ground where the broken porcelain was scattered.
As soon as he put the man down, five fresh fingerprints appeared on his face.
Lin Meizhu clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "You bastard!"
Luo Shanchang came up and saw that Lin Meizhu's eyes were slightly red. Shen Changfeng stood silently with half of his face swollen. He quickly took the irrelevant people to the back and drank porridge quietly.
Shen Changfeng was still savoring the softness and smoothness of her waist and hips. His Adam's apple slid down slowly, and he admitted it bluntly: "Well, I am a bastard."
The slaps he had received before seemed to have come from immense anger and were meant to vent his frustration, but this time, he tasted something slightly different.
She attacked completely subconsciously and didn't have time to gather strength. Shen Changfeng's tongue tip gently touched the side of her cheek. She didn't feel any pain, but instead felt a tingling sensation.
He saw the slightly red and moist corners of her eyes, felt her rapid and warm breath in front of him, his eyes lingering on her slightly parted rosy lips, his hand slowly raised, stroking the side of her slender white neck, but finally stopped at the back of her head, gripping the thick and tough hemp rope tightly, using the stinging pain that rubbed his palms to calm himself down.
God knows how much he wanted to hug her tightly and kiss her deeply, to hold her plump and soft lips in his mouth and bite them...
He closed his eyes, swallowed the surging passion back into his stomach, leaned in and sniffed the delicate fragrance on her temples, and said in a deep and hoarse voice: "Only you dare to be so presumptuous to me."
Lin Meizhu scolded him harshly: "If you touch me once, I will hit you once!"
Shen Changfeng's hot palm slowly stroked her cheek and chin, and licked his dry lips slightly, "Okay, come on."
The neck he touched was stimulated and trembled. Lin Meiju seemed to realize something and held her breath.
He stared deeply at her moist lips, feeling his throat tighten and thirsty. He wished he could swallow her whole so that he could enjoy all her emotions and desires alone, and she would belong to him forever.
"I don't know whether I'm afraid that you'll get angrier, or that I'll love you more when you're angrier."
This sudden love talk caught Lin Meizhu off guard. Shen Changfeng was a frequent visitor to the entertainment industry, so it was not surprising that he could say sweet words easily. But now?
Lin Meizhu was startled and unsure. In the dim light, she looked at the man across from her. His eyes seemed half-closed, as if he were half-drunk. His brows were flushed with heat, his expression restrained and composed, and his breath was scorching. She realized it belatedly, and it was hard to believe. How could someone still be aroused after being slapped? She truly felt she couldn't stand the presence of this person for even a moment. She pushed him away with all her might, hastily trying to get away from this dangerous person.
Lin Meiju wanted to leave, but someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
Lin Meizhu was entangled to the point of no return. She was afraid of disturbing the others, but she didn't want to hit him either. She lowered her voice and said helplessly: "I have made my words very clear. Please let me go, and let yourself go."
Shen Changfeng's reply was completely unexpected to Lin Meizhu. He stared at her face, lingering for a few seconds before saying slowly, "I promise you."
"I will leave Jingzhou."
Hearing Shen Changfeng's response, Lin Meizhu felt a certain incredulity. She didn't believe he would willingly leave like this. Perhaps because of his upbringing, she felt he was inherently competitive. No matter if it was a person or an object, if he set his sights on something, he would do whatever it took to get it, using any means necessary, with a fierce determination to fight to the death. Furthermore, he had said this while holding her hand tightly. With their fingers intertwined, the words didn't sound like a farewell, but rather a resounding oath.
It doesn't sound like a regretful departure, but more like a declaration of determination to make a comeback.
So when she really heard that Shen Changfeng had left the garrison, Lin Meiju's heart not only did not settle down, but she felt a sense of unreality and became a little suspicious. When she was walking on the road, she was afraid that someone would suddenly jump out, put a sack on her, and then carry her on his shoulders and escape into the mountains.
Even though that didn't happen, she still had nightmares for two days. In the dream, many of her younger brothers knelt on the ground and called her "Madam of the Bandit Chief." She waved her hands and said she wasn't any Madame of the Bandit Chief, she was just a doctor in the pharmacy. Just as she was about to run away, she found her hands and feet were tied with ropes. She ran only a few steps before she bumped into a hard chest. Shen Changfeng was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with a smile on his face but a dark look in his eyes. He grabbed her wrist and approached her step by step, "Where are you going on your wedding day, Madam?"
This ominous feeling finally reached its peak on the third day after Shen Changfeng left.
After sunset, Lin Meiju suddenly heard a faint knock on the side door.
It's almost curfew, who would be here at this hour?
Lin Meizhu cautiously stopped five steps behind the door and asked, "Who is it?"
Xiaoman walked over with a large rice bowl and said, "I'll go take a look!"
Lin Meizhu hurriedly chased after him, shouting, "Don't open the door! Just take a look through the crack!"
Xiaoman squinted her eyes and leaned over the door to look, saying, "I can't see anyone... maybe it wasn't someone knocking on the door."
Wouldn't that be even scarier? Lin Meizhu flicked Xiaoman's forehead and said, "Don't talk nonsense, kid!"
Xiaoman chuckled, knocking on the food bowl with the iron spoon, and said, "Maybe the cats and dogs on the street corner are here to beg for food again. There's a little dog the same color as Xiaohei, with shiny fur. He eats very quickly. As soon as the other dogs start to eat, he finishes his own. Every time he grabs several portions..."
As he was speaking, a short, rapid "wo wo" sound was heard from outside the door, which sounded a bit like the whimpering of a puppy.
Xiaoman said: "I haven't seen it come these days. Maybe it's hungry..."
Lin Meiju nodded, "Then go to the kitchen and get some leftover food." Then she opened the door a crack, and a warm, furry head immediately pushed the door open and sobbed into her arms.
Ah, it’s a horse that can bark like a dog, it’s the Jade Lion Zhaoye.
Lin Meiju's heart skipped a beat and she looked around quickly. The streets on both ends were quiet, there was no sign of people, and no hands appeared out of nowhere to kidnap her. Instead, she was frightened when Xiaoman approached.
Lin Meizhu then withdrew her gaze and took a good look at the Zhaoye Jade Lion. Its fur was no longer smooth and glossy as before, but drooped dully. The hair at its neck was tangled, with a few strands of mane stuck together. Its hooves and legs were covered in wet black mud, and if you looked closely, you could see many tiny yellowed grass leaves on it.
Lin Meizhu's gaze fixed on the Zhaoye Jade Lion's visibly deflated belly, and she felt inexplicably angry. Why hadn't he taken the Zhaoye Jade Lion with him? Was it because it would have been too conspicuous? Or was it because his belongings had been confiscated by the authorities after the expulsion order took effect? Had the Zhaoye Jade Lion escaped? She recalled the argument on Lantern Festival day, and a sudden thought struck her: Could it be that after Chuqi had been with the Zhaoye Jade Lion for a few days, he no longer wanted it? Thinking more closely, he'd been accompanied by Ah Chou since that day, which would explain why the Zhaoye Jade Lion looked like it had been wandering the wild for a while...
"No!" Lin Meizhu hurriedly interrupted her own guess, "No matter what the reason is, it has nothing to do with me."
Back in the palace, she had witnessed how much Shen Changfeng cared for Zhaoye Jade Lion. Even if the horse ate less, he would ask the horse doctor to come and check it out. Would he be willing to abandon Zhaoye Jade Lion? Perhaps this was his trick!
Lin Meizhu cruelly pushed Zhaoye Jade Lion away and said, "Go back to where you came from. I will never take you in."
Lin Meiju closed the door and was silent for a long time. She heard the sound of horses' hooves still wandering on the steps in front of the door, and occasionally one or two weak cries, and she couldn't help but sigh.
This silly horse thought that if it barked like a dog, someone would open the door for it.
In the middle of the night, there was a creaking sound from the side door.
The Jade Lion Zhaoye raised its head happily, pawed the ground lightly with its front hooves, walked closer with its tail wagging, rubbed the visitor's shoulder with its eyelids drooping, and asked her to touch it affectionately.
Lin Meizhu said expressionlessly, "Don't act silly towards me. This trick won't work on me." She placed a bucket of fresh, tender grass in front of it, pointing at the bucket and saying, "Eat!"
Zhaoye Jade Lion did not eat immediately, but kissed Lin Meiju's face with its hot nose.
Lin Meizhu's face tightened even more, and she said in a cold voice, "Don't misunderstand me, this is just one punishment. You must leave tomorrow!"
The next day, the Jade Lion Zhaoye did not leave. When the neighbors saw the horse, they asked Lin Meizhu, "Eleventh Lady, is this your horse?"
Lin Meiju waved her hands: "No, no, it's just... passing by." Then because so many people asked, Lin Meiju felt that it was too dirty and an eyesore, so she and Xiaoman cleaned its body.
On the third day, the Jade Lion of Night still hadn't left. People passing by on the street greeted Lin Meizhu, "Eleventh Lady, are you taking your horse for a walk?"
Lin Meizhu replied: "Yes, yes... What? No!"
She looked at the horses following behind Big Yellow and Little Black and felt a headache: What kind of owner raises what kind of horse!
Dahuang and Xiaohei have become familiar with Zhaoye Jade Lion. These days, the two dogs and one horse go out together and have a lot of fun. Even Zhaoye Jade Lion, who is walking the dog, wants to join in the fun.
The jade lion Zhao Ye's ears tilted back meekly, his throat purring, and he turned his head affectionately to nudge her hand. Seeing that Lin Meizhu didn't respond, he trotted around her excitedly, pausing to look at her face after each circle. In the past, at the palace, Shen Changfeng had also used this method to amuse her, trotting a few times and then unexpectedly carrying her onto his horse's back. She always smiled happily then.
Lin Meiju hardened her heart and refused to pay any attention to it and walked forward. The Jade Lion Zhaoye gradually slowed down its pace and stopped circling. It hung its head and long tail, and lagged far behind her like a child who had done something wrong. It walked and stopped, not daring to follow too closely for fear of being driven away, but unwilling to leave. It kept making mournful sounds in its throat, looking so pitiful.
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