In the end, Jing Yan suffered numerous injuries to save her, and even went so far as to personally infiltrate Anguo. Yue Jiang revealed these things only because she felt guilty towards him.
Little did she expect that Jing Yan's answers, one by one, made Yue Jiang seem like a complete fool.
Regardless of what else Jing Yan knew, Yue Jiang didn't speak impulsively this time.
She glanced at Jing Yan, then turned her face away and scoffed, "No good!"
After Yue Jiang finished venting her anger, she was actually hoping that Jing Yan would tell her immediately what else he knew, but Jing Yan remained silent for a long time.
She cautiously peeked at Jing Yan with her eyes half-open and half-closed, but he remained as stubborn as ever.
Yue Jiang, impatient, pressed on, "What else do you know?"
Jing Yan remained silent, and just as Yue Jiang was about to lose her temper, she pretended, "Fine, don't tell me then, I won't listen anymore."
As soon as Yue Jiang finished speaking, Jing Yan leaned down even further, forcing Yue Jiang to fall backward onto the table.
Before she could even open her mouth to ask Jing Yan what he wanted, she heard him say bluntly, "I won't say."
"You're hooking me up," Yue Jiang suddenly realized that this tactic was very familiar. Anyway, it had her so anxious that she had forgotten her current position.
She scoffed, "Fine, don't tell me then. I'm getting married again next spring anyway."
Jing Yan's eyes darkened, and he stared intently at Yue Jiang, who inexplicably felt a sense of unease.
Just when she thought Jing Yan would be very angry, she suddenly heard him say, word by word.
"I'm not afraid of you marrying me. I'll kidnap you the first time you marry me, and I'll rob you the second time you marry me."
"Well, you were stolen by me anyway."
Before Yue Jiang could even react, Jing Yan's lips were already pressed against hers.
As the two were locked in a fierce struggle, Yue Jiang heard a whisper in her ear: "Let's talk about it when we get back to Jing Kingdom, that way you'll miss me more."
Yue Jiang: "Jing Yan, you're so annoying. You're the only one keeping secrets from me. I have plenty of secrets you don't know, and I'm not telling you now."
She didn't lose her memory. It seems Jing Yan doesn't know this; he just assumes she knows she married An Chenghuan.
But what else does Jing Yan know? Is it her true identity?
I know I can't let her tease me like that.
If I had known earlier, then on what day would I have found out?
Jing Yan chuckled softly, as if he couldn't be happier: "Alright, let's talk about it together when we get back to Jing Kingdom, and see if what I know is exactly the same as what Jiang'er wants to say."
"It hurts," Yue Jiang thought, her mind racing, but she couldn't resist Jing Yan's long-awaited, surging desire.
But the most painful part was her wrist, which Jing Yan had lifted above her head. She looked up and vaguely saw something tied to Jing Yan's wrist.
Upon closer inspection, Yue Jiang immediately recognized the string of azure beads as her amethyst bracelet.
"You found my amethyst jade."
Jing Yan glanced up and gave a muffled "hmm".
After a long while, he stopped and pushed the purple jade on his wrist into Yue Jiang's hand.
With a pang of heartache, she said, "After you were kidnapped, I not only saw the letter you left behind, but also the blood you shed. This became the only thing you touched last, and wearing it is like having you by my side."
In an instant, a warm tear fell onto Yue Jiang's cheek; it was Jing Yan who had shed it.
The taste spread from Yue Jiang's profile to the corner of her mouth. She opened her mouth to try it, and tasted a salty and bitter flavor.
“My husband, I have made a new love knot, imagining you and Zhang’er by my side, but I burned it in front of An Chenghuan before I left the palace to see you.”
"It was just a lie. I didn't want to marry him at all, I didn't like talking to him, and I didn't let him do anything to me."
Jing Yan: "I know, otherwise I would have fallen into An Chenghuan's hands long ago."
If Yue Jiang hadn't had feelings for him, and hadn't harbored the same thoughts as Yue Lang before, she would have been a wanted criminal in An Chenghuan, even if she hadn't fallen into his hands.
Immediately, the two fell silent, cherishing this brief moment together, expressing their love and longing in the most primal way.
...
When it was all over, Yue Jiang slumped onto the table, staring blankly at the bed against the wall, feeling inexplicably suffocated.
"Are you still going to listen to Yuelang? You have a perfectly good bed, but you insist on putting it on the table, and it was making a lot of noise just now."
She was still suspended in mid-air on the table, her dangling feet dangling, while Jing Yan was putting long stockings on her.
Hearing Yue Jiang's resentful words, he couldn't help but laugh, and he pressed down on her restless legs, teasing her.
“I forgot, Jiang’er said before that she didn’t like her accountant husband and thought he was too impulsive. I have never let him bully Jiang’er since then.”
"I had no choice but to play the role of an accountant. I got so into character that I forgot to use the bed instead of the table."
After Jingyan's reminder, Yuejiang's memories came flooding back like a storm, including the methods she had used to seduce Jingyan.
She recalled that Jing Yan kept saying no, but once he started, he couldn't stop, exhausting her body until it was completely broken.
He brought it up without any shame, and Yue Jiang suddenly became emboldened. She leaned on the table and half-stood up, beckoning to him.
"Husband, come here."
Jing Yan had already put long stockings on Yue Jiang and tidied her clothes, and there was no time to allow them to fool around too much.
Jing Yan didn't think about what Yue Jiang might do that would be too outrageous, so he straightened up and moved closer to Yue Jiang.
Unexpectedly, Yue Jiang hugged his neck and used her teeth to gently and forcefully nibble at his neck for a long time. She was only satisfied when she saw a bright red tooth mark left behind.
Yue Jiang wiped her lips and pretended to scold him.
"Hmph, you lecherous scoundrel, daring to take liberties with me in the dead of night while my husband is away. Tomorrow at daybreak, I'll have someone find the marks and teach you a lesson, to see which lecherous thief is so bold."
"Once we find him, we'll teach him a lesson so he can never pick flowers again."
After Yue Jiang finished hurling her insults, Jing Yan's neck still burned with the lingering spiciness. He was still savoring Yue Jiang's words, feeling both powerless and amused.
He shook his head repeatedly and then bowed to apologize: "Madam has a good temper. I am ashamed of my scolding. But Madam, please light a lamp. Look at the man in front of you. Is he your husband or a womanizer?"
Yue Jiangyi was suspicious. Holding a fake candle in her hand, she shone it on Jing Yan's face and exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh, so it really is my husband. It's too dark. You took liberties with me without lighting a lamp. How could I not admit my mistake?"
As she spoke, Yue Jiang lost interest in continuing the act. She sighed, "We were husband and wife, but now it really feels like we're having an affair."
Yue Jiang was tired, and Jing Yan cooperated by putting away her playful mood and becoming serious, promising: "Wait a little longer, and I will definitely not let Jiang'er really marry An Chenghuan."
"Yue Lang said you want to cause internal and external troubles to An. How will you cause internal and external troubles? Can I help you?" Yue Jiang asked worriedly.
Jing Yan can keep Yue Lang to himself, but he will reveal his entire plan to Yue Jiang.
After listening quietly, Yue Jiang said with concern, "This is too dangerous. If you enter An Palace, no one will be there to help you. You will die if you are discovered."
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