Chapter 50 Let Me Kiss You
Xiao Chenglan lowered his eyes and looked at the head buried in his neck, his eyelashes trembling with the frequency of Jiang Yingli's tears falling.
The tears dripping down his neck were like a gurgling stream, flowing into his heart.
He reached out and gently patted Jiang Yingli's back.
"I also..."
It was just a love word, but it was stuck between my lips and teeth and I couldn't say it out.
Xiao Chenglan sighed softly, lifted up Jiang Yingli's tear-soaked face, and kissed away her tears one by one.
The person in his arms stopped crying, but still clutched his clothes tightly and sobbed.
"Don't cry." Xiao Chenglan touched her head and coaxed her softly, "You came to see me and just cried. Won't you be even sadder when you think about it after you go back?"
Jiang Yingli thought about it and realized that this was the case. She forced herself to stop, her sobs choking in her throat.
She put her arms around Xiao Chenglan's neck, tilted her little face up, and looked at him eagerly.
"When did your Majesty wake up? Did I disturb your Majesty's rest? I had planned to wait for your Majesty outside, but I couldn't help but want to see your Majesty, so I sneaked in... Hmm..."
Xiao Chenglan stared at her little mouth that was still chattering after asking questions, smiled, and tilted his head to kiss her.
After a gentle kiss, he said in a hoarse voice, "When Fu Wanquan ran out to find you, I woke up."
"So early?"
Jiang Yingli lowered her eyes guiltily. Didn't that mean he knew everything from the moment she'd sneaked in, thinking she'd made no sound? Including the moment she'd inched closer to kiss him...
"Your Majesty, why are you still pretending to be asleep..." Jiang Yingli complained in a low voice.
Xiao Chenglan curled his lips slightly, looked at her, and said with a wicked smile: "When did I tell you that I fell asleep?"
"Your Majesty is probably just waiting for me to kiss you secretly. How can Your Majesty be so mean?" Jiang Yingli pouted and glared at him.
Xiao Chenglan lifted her chin playfully: "I just wanted to see how bold you are. I didn't expect you to even dare to kiss me secretly. I'm really impressed."
This teasing tone made Jiang Yingli's cheeks flush. She buried her head in Xiao Chenglan's arms, "What kind of perverted thing is that? It's not! I just miss Your Majesty so much!"
Xiao Chenglan kissed her temples, his eyes filled with infinite doting, and he said softly, "I know, I was just coaxing you, I was just waiting for you to kiss me. If you had lingered any longer, I would have—"
Jiang Yingli raised her head blankly from his arms, her eyes looking at him innocently: "What does your Majesty want?"
Xiao Chenglan looked at her, his eyes dimmed a little, and he put his arm around her waist. In an instant, he pressed her down on the couch.
Jiang Yingli lay in the quilt, her small hands penetrated by his knuckles and clasped on both sides of her shoulders, her face slowly turning red.
Xiao Chenglan leaned over, nuzzling her cheek with the tip of his nose. "I'm going to do this. I'll personally pull you onto the dragon bed."
Jiang Yingli's eyelashes trembled as the tip of his tall nose rubbed against her, and her waist twisted uncomfortably.
"Don't move."
The voice was so low and hoarse that Jiang Yingli instantly became obedient.
She knew that if she moved any further, something might happen. His Majesty was a very principled person and would never indulge in lust in broad daylight.
However, she found it difficult to adapt to His Majesty's nose rubbing against her face like this.
"Then Your Majesty, could you please not be like this...I am so anxious..."
Xiao Chenglan chuckled softly, "Are you panicking, or are you thinking of something else?"
Jiang Yingli's ears felt hot, she turned her face away, wishing she could bury herself in the quilt.
"Don't hide, turn around and let me kiss you."
Jiang Yingli turned around obediently and shyly, blinked her eyes several times, and slightly raised her neck.
Seeing her subconsciously responding to his actions, Xiao Chenglan's eyes flashed with joy, and he lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
After the passionate kiss, Jiang Yingli lay weakly on Xiao Chenglan's chest to calm her disordered breathing.
She looked at Xiao Chenglan's profile and called out softly, "Your Majesty."
"Well, what's wrong?"
"Is Your Majesty still angry?"
Xiao Chenglan frowned slightly: "Why am I angry?"
Jiang Yingli reached out to smooth his slightly furrowed brows, "Concubine Su has angered His Majesty twice. Your Majesty has never been this angry before."
Xiao Chenglan looked into her concerned yet cautious eyes, and his heart felt as if hit by something.
"What if I say I am angry on purpose?"
Jiang Yingli was confused for a moment, "Are you deliberately angry?"
Xiao Chenglan nodded, "I want to get some information about the Su family from her."
He paused, his thoughts churning several times. In the end, he didn't want to tell Jiang Yingli about the insidious and torturous method he used on Su Qingrong, so he only said this in general terms.
Trying to trick the Su family? Jiang Yingli stared at Xiao Chenglan in confusion.
Xiao Chenglan grabbed Jiang Yingli's wrist and looked at her quietly.
He is the only one who can move her heart, and she is the only one who can move his heart.
"Don't you know that the angrier I get, the calmer I become? There's no way I'd make such a big fuss. It's just a show."
Jiang Yingli suddenly had an epiphany and nodded blankly, "Oh, that's right, I almost forgot, Your Majesty is most terrifying when he's silent."
Realizing that His Majesty's mood towards Su Qingrong was not that fluctuating, Jiang Yingli felt that the invisible loss she had been feeling recently was swept away.
She smiled, her eyebrows curved: "I hope Your Majesty is not really angry."
"Aren't you curious about what I want to say?" Xiao Chenglan asked.
Jiang Yingli hugged him and shook her head. "Your Majesty has his own plans. In my opinion, everything Your Majesty does is justified. Why should I ask such unnecessary questions?"
Seeing Jiang Yingli's complete trust in him, Xiao Chenglan's heart tightened, and he held her waist with even more force, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.
He had come this far from being the unknown son of an abandoned concubine. Only when he saw Jiang Yingli did he stop hating the heavens for never blessing him.
He kissed her forehead gently, his eyes looking into the distance, deep and obscure.
"Your Majesty, please take a rest. Your Majesty has been busy with state affairs lately and has lost weight." Jiang Yingli said with concern.
"I had already rested for a while before you came. Besides, have you forgotten what excuse you used to enter Changqing Palace?"
"Oh, yes, I brought chicken soup to Your Majesty. It's almost cold." As she said that, Jiang Yingli was about to get up to serve the chicken soup.
Xiao Chenglan grabbed her waist and shouted, "Fu Wanquan."
Fu Wanquan immediately understood, and brought the chicken soup and lifted the curtain. The two people on the couch were hugging each other tightly. He took a look and quickly looked away, moving a small table to the side of the couch.
Jiang Yingli pointed at the chicken soup, as if to claim credit. "Your Majesty, drink it while it's hot. I made it myself."
Xiao Chenglan picked up the bowl and looked at her calmly: "Did you make it yourself?"
Jiang Yingli was defeated by this light-hearted question, and confessed honestly, "I scooped it out of the pot with my own hands."
Xiao Chenglan chuckled as expected, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew on it, and passed it to Jiang Yingli's lips.
Jiang Yingli subconsciously opened her lips.
After swallowing the chicken soup Xiao Chenglan fed her, she realized something was wrong and quickly said, "No, this is for your Majesty's health. Your Majesty, please don't feed it to me."
"Okay, then you come and feed me."
Xiao Chenglan handed the spoon to Jiang Yingli, and Jiang Yingli took it obediently.
When the bowl of soup was finished, Fu Wanquan came in to clean up the bowls and dishes, and when he took them out, he happened to meet Fulin.
Fu Wanquan began to teach by example, weighing the empty bowl in his hand and saying, "See? Empress Chongyi is here, and His Majesty's appetite has improved a lot. So, as the saying goes, rules are dead, but people are alive. When we serve His Majesty, we must put His Majesty first. How can we be timid because of fear of punishment?"
Fulin nodded thoughtfully. Fu Wanquan was afraid that this foolish boy might understand something else, so he added:
"But, as for the food that others send us, we should just throw it away according to the rules."
Fulin understood completely.
Zhao Chongyi is a favorite beyond all the rules and order in the palace.
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