Chapter 169 Sickly Kiss
After passing through several carved corridors, the surroundings gradually became quiet. The moonlight was like water, stretching the shadow of the palace wall very long.
"Miss, we're here."
In front of her was a banquet room specially provided for dignitaries to rest. Jiang Fei stepped over the threshold. Candles were lit in the room, but there was no sign of Princess Anping.
The door behind him slammed shut, and all the candles went out at the same moment.
The darkness surged like a tide, and Jiang Fei stood there without moving.
She was too familiar with this sudden approaching feeling of oppression, the cold pine scent mixed with a hint of alcohol, and the suffocating feeling of aggression.
"Pei Jing." She said softly, without a trace of surprise in her voice, unspeakably calm.
A low laugh came from the darkness, and a bony hand touched her neck from behind, the thumb gently stroking her beating pulse.
The hand slid down her shoulder and suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind, pulling her back.
Jiang Fei's back bumped into his chest, and Pei Jing's hot breath sprayed in her ear: "Why don't you run away?"
Jiang Fei tilted her head slightly to avoid his overly hot breath, "Can you escape?"
Pei Jing's lips brushed her earlobe, his voice hoarse with a hint of drunkenness: "How clever."
His arms tightened, almost rubbing her into his bones and blood. "It's been a while since we last met. Do you miss me?"
Jiang Fei lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the darkness.
Thought.
Maybe I was poisoned, I kept thinking about it, and then I kept thinking about it.
She thought about asking him to wait for her, but the 0.1% chance was too slim, and she really couldn't bear to let him be disappointed.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Pei Jing suddenly grabbed her waist and turned her around, gritting his teeth and saying, "I miss you, day and night. Sometimes I miss you so much that I want to kill you."
He leaned in very close, their noses almost touching, and his breath was slightly alcoholic: "Jiang Rufei, you say it's over? That doesn't make sense."
Pei Jing was filled with hatred and pain. He lost his appetite for her and got drunk all day long for her. However, she seemed to have gotten rid of a big trouble and even gained some weight.
Jiang Fei was trapped in his space, her heart pounding like a drum: "So what do you want?"
Pei Jing stroked her trembling lips with his thumb, his eyes dark. "You want to marry Wei Mingzhen, and I want to maintain our current situation. Why don't you just do it and have the best of both worlds? Isn't that good?"
Jiang Fei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that he actually wanted her to continue to be with him after marriage...
Is this him being the third one for love, or does she have to have an affair with someone according to the original plot?
"You're crazy!" Jiang Fei's voice trembled, "I——"
Pei Jing covered her lips with his hand and said, "I know that what you are going to say next will make me very unhappy, so you'd better not say it."
He slowly released his hand, rubbed her lips with his thumb, and suddenly lowered his head and bit them hard.
Jiang Fei screamed in pain, but he took the opportunity to deepen the drunken kiss. The smell of blood spread between her lips and teeth, and she couldn't tell whose it was.
In the darkness, Pei Jing's kiss became more and more fierce, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her.
Jiang Fei was pushed onto the bed by him, her back sinking into the soft quilt.
His palms were hot, and they moved along her waistline. With a flick of his fingertips, he unbuckled her belt.
"Um... Pei Jing..." Sensing something was wrong, Jiang Fei struggled to turn her head, but he grabbed her chin and pulled her head back.
The silk belt slipped off, the outer shirt fell apart, revealing the thin lining underneath.
Pei Jing's kiss fell on her neck, with a punishing bite. Jiang Fei shrank in pain, but he held her under him even tighter.
"Does it hurt?" Pei Jing's fingers stroked the place where he had bitten her. "Of course it hurts. It hurts me too."
When his hand reached into the collar and touched the soft skin, they both trembled.
"Don't..." Jiang Fei's voice was filled with tears and nervous tremors, but her lips were blocked by him the next second.
Pei Jing's kiss was as fierce as ever, with the strength between his teeth gradually increasing. In the blink of an eye, he swept Jiang Fei into an impenetrable tide of love. Broken breaths escaped from her throat, and the feeling of suffocation mixed with hot breath surged in her space.
All the breath in Jiang Fei's chest was taken away. She could only watch her sanity being eroded bit by bit by him in the dizziness of suffocation.
At some point, Jiang Fei gradually stopped struggling.
Those hands didn't dare to hook around his neck, fearing that they would be subjected to even more brutal treatment. They could only cautiously grasp a corner of his sleeve, like a drowning man grasping at the last piece of driftwood.
This subtle movement made Pei Jing's whole body stiffen, and Pei Jing's heart was softened by it.
He stopped, propped himself up and stared at her in the darkness. The moonlight filtered through the window screen, outlining her red eyes and messy hair.
He lowered his head and gently kissed the corners of her lips, the tip of her nose, and her eyes. His movements were so gentle that they were completely different from before.
Something dripped onto Jiang Fei's forehead and then gradually cooled down.
Jiang Fei raised her hand in a daze and touched it, and her fingertips felt wet.
"Jiang Rufei." Pei Jing stood up and stood by the bed with his back to her, his back revealing an indescribable loneliness.
He said hoarsely, "You won, but I didn't lose either."
After saying that, he pushed the door open and left without looking back.
…
September 28th is a good day for marriage and a heaven-sent day for finding a good match.
The Jiang residence was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the atmosphere was festive. Bright red silk was spread from the gate all the way to the inner courtyard, and the maids and servants were busy running back and forth.
The one who seemed to have the most free time was the bride Jiang Fei. In Dazhao, wedding ceremonies were held at dusk.
When it is dark, yang goes and yin comes, which means the alternation of yin and yang. Most women get married in the afternoon, so Jiang Fei sleeps until noon.
As the dresser applied powder to Jiang Fei's face, she joked, "Young lady, you slept until almost noon, why are the dark circles under your eyes still so dark? Could it be that you were too excited to sleep last night?"
Jiang Fei forced a smile but didn't answer.
She was not excited at all. She tossed and turned until dawn before she fell asleep. She even had a dream. She dreamed that Pei Jing rushed into the wedding hall with a sword and chopped off Wei Mingzhen's head with one blow. Then he put on a bright red wedding dress and married Wei Ciying.
It had been exactly ten days since the palace banquet. During these ten days, Jiang Fei hadn't heard any news about Pei Jing, and even Wen Zhu didn't mention him.
She pondered over for a long time what Pei Jing said before he kissed her and left that night, "You won, but I didn't lose either." The first half of the sentence sounded like he was ready to fulfill her wish, but she couldn't figure out the meaning of the second half.
Could it be that she wins because she is marrying Wei Mingzhen, but Pei Jing has to marry Wei Ciying so he has no intention of losing?
Jiang Fei always felt that her analysis was wrong. Judging from Pei Jing's way of thinking, it was definitely not what she saw on the surface.
After she finished dressing up, a bridesmaid came to help her put on the phoenix crown and veil, and relatives and friends came to add to her makeup.
Jiang Fei doesn't have many friends. Apart from Princess Anping, the rest are aunts and cousins from the second and third wives.
Yao said some words of advice as usual, "After you marry into the Marquis's Mansion, you should regard your husband's family as your first priority, be filial to your parents-in-law, don't bring shame to your parents' family, and don't let your husband's family look down on you."
Ever since the Taoist priest said those words to her, Yao had been avoiding Jiang Rufei. Now that she could finally give away this big Buddha, the joy on her face was genuine.
Yao poked Jiang Rulin beside her and said, "You stay here with your second sister. I'll go to the front to entertain the guests."
He covered his eyes and said, "Oh, why are my eyelids twitching so much today?"
Jiang Ruolin sat on the embroidered cushion reluctantly and looked at Jiang Rufei. She was indeed beautiful. No wonder Wei Mingzhen was willing to wear a green headscarf.
Pei Jing was willing to watch her marry into the Marquis's Mansion, which showed that he was not sincere and was just playing around.
Thinking of this, Jiang Rulin smiled and said, "Congratulations, second sister."
Jiang Fei heard her sarcasm and was about to fight back when she suddenly felt something was wrong.
The originally bustling yard became unusually quiet, with only sporadic sounds of joy coming from afar.
"What's going on? Where did everyone go?"
Jiang Rulin also noticed something strange. She stood up and walked to the door. She reached out to open it, but her body suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Fei frowned, and saw Jiang Rulin retreating step by step with a pale face.
"Second, second sister..." Jiang Rulin said tremblingly.
She looked towards the courtyard, where people were kneeling on the ground. One of them had blood on his arm and was being strangled by a guard while kneeling on the ground.
Pei Jing heard the sound of the door opening, turned around slowly, looked at Jiang Rulin and smiled, "Tell your second sister, seeing blood today is probably not a good omen."
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