Chapter 51 You bring the sword to kill me
The sky was clear during the day, but it started to rain heavily at night. Yu Fei put on his bag and prepared to go out.
With a loud bang, the vermilion palace door was kicked open from outside.
Cold wind and rain poured in with the incoming force, and she suddenly felt chilly. The originally warm and comfortable hall immediately became like a gloomy and cold prison cell.
Jing Cang walked in slowly, holding a sharp, long sword in his hand. His body was wet from the rain, making his hair darker and his skin whiter. With his bloodshot eyes and snow-white gown, he looked like a fierce ghost who had escaped from hell to seek revenge on earth.
Dingxiang was so scared that the oil-paper umbrella in her hand fell to the ground with a "pop".
Huo Dao, who followed closely, stood at the door and bowed to Yu Fei, "Miss, if you have anything to say, please talk to His Highness and don't quarrel..."
"Get lost!"
Jing Cang shouted, and Huo Dao and Ding Xiang retreated. Before Ding Xiang left, she looked at her worriedly, and Yu Fei shook her head at her.
If Jing Cang had just recovered her memory and he was holding a sword, she would have definitely kneeled down and begged for mercy. But after all the things they had experienced, she had already regarded him as a safe barrier in her mind. At this moment, he was furious, but she looked at the golden carved dragon on the hilt of his sword with interest.
She had seen this sword in Jing Cang's bedroom before, but she had not examined it carefully. Today, she saw that it looked very majestic in her hand.
"Yu Fei!"
Jing Cang saw that she was acting as if nothing had happened, staring at the sword in his hand with her clear eyes like a cat. If he wasn't surrounded by evil spirits, she would have wanted to snatch the sword and try to hold it.
He said sternly, "Do you know that you are carrying the heir to the throne and leaving the palace without telling the emperor? This is a capital crime?"
Yu Fei had never seen anyone lie so openly. Ever since she made up the lie that "her mother died of illness after giving birth", he had never gotten into her belly again. Who was she pregnant with? A few days ago in Kunyi Palace, the empress asked the imperial physician to check her pulse, and there was not even one fish that slipped through the net.
But he had lied to her that she was pregnant in order to save her from being trapped in Prince Ning's Mansion, and now he was using this lie as a token of authority!
Yu Fei sneered: "Even if I am pregnant, it is definitely not yours." Then he realized, "Oh, is this another capital crime?"
She took a few steps towards him, raised her neck, as if she was about to be killed. "Are you here to kill me today?" She closed her eyes. "Anyway, you saved my life. If you want to take it away, I have nothing to say."
Jing Cang taunted: "Do you think I'm here to kill you today?"
Yu Fei looked him up and down in a serious manner, and sighed, "You put on such a grand display, I thought you were going to chop off my head and hang it on the city wall for public display, to show the prince's great prestige and make the rebels tremble with fear and dare not disobey."
"What nonsense."
Jing Cang frowned and looked at her snow-white and slender neck swaying in front of his eyes. He couldn't help but recall that when she was happy, her neck would sway like this. Sometimes a layer of light pink would float on her delicate skin, like a pink hibiscus changing color at noon, charming and attractive.
He put his arm around her waist and said, "You didn't have it before, but from today on, you definitely do."
He didn't know where the arrogance came from, but he locked her in his arms, and Yu Feisi couldn't move at all.
From what he said, he also wanted to imprison and force her until she became pregnant and gave birth to a child.
She said in shame: "Didn't you say you wouldn't force me to have a child without my consent?"
Jing Cang stroked Yu Fei's waist. Recalling the time when she jumped into the river on New Year's Eve, he did say to comfort her, "I'll have to wait until she opens her heart to have a son and free the pig." But by then, the pig was probably gone, and she still pretended to be nice to him.
Moreover, she said a few days ago that she would tell him her true feelings when he got better, but she actually turned around and left without paying any attention to him. People who didn't know the truth would think that she was poisoned by a knife and was lying on the bed for a few days without being able to move.
He bent one leg and put it under her skirt, saying meaningfully: "Why should I keep my promise to a liar like you who is full of lies and betrays his loyalty?"
Yu Fei was much shorter than him to begin with, and their bodies were pressed against each other. She could feel his wetness through his clothes, and her skin shivered with the cold. But he was rubbing her waist teasingly, and an indescribable feeling lingered around her body, and she felt herself moved.
The long-lost pine scent on his body, mixed with the bitter aroma of medicine and the dampness of rain, surrounded her tightly. She couldn't help but think of the joy of the two of them being in perfect harmony, his fearlessness in blocking the knife for her, and his regret in looking for her with a sword. She was emotional, heartbroken and helpless for a moment, and secretly pinched her palms to force her reason to return.
She pushed his chest, "Don't do this."
Jing Cang held her waist and said, "If I hadn't held you, you would have collapsed in my arms. And you asked me not to do this." His tone was a little bit nervous.
Yu Fei leaned against his chest, looking desperate, and said, "Didn't you ask the Ministry of Rites to start arranging your marriage with Yang Zhi? Are you forcing me to stay here? Do you really want me to be your concubine?"
Jing Cang blurted out: "When did I ask the Ministry of Rites to arrange it?"
Meeting Yu Fei's surprised and understanding eyes, he suddenly realized: "Did Yang Zhi tell you?"
Yu Fei hummed and said, "She said you asked someone to go to her house on a chosen day and let her pick out the styles of the phoenix crown and wedding dress." She couldn't help but pout after saying that.
Jing Cang caught a glimpse of her pink lips, which were as tempting as two petals, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Then I thought, I'm still angry, and kissing her would be too humiliating.
But he still spoke in a soft voice: "Don't believe her."
The Minister of Rites had come to the East Palace to inquire about the progress of the marriage. He asked them to put it on hold for the time being, citing his injury as an excuse to recuperate and wait for further news. The preparations for the prince's wedding would take at least half a year, and by that time his legs would already be healthy, so it would not delay the marriage. However, he always felt that with Yu Fei, a lively woman, around, his marriage might not go smoothly, so he postponed it.
Now it seems that Yang Zhi is unworthy of her reputation as a wise woman. She is still as superficial, jealous and trouble-making as a common woman.
Yu Fei looked at the scene with a gloomy face, as if she was dissatisfied with Yang Zhi's lying to her. She took the opportunity to say in a pretentious tone: "If I can't leave, she is my future mistress. If I don't trust her, who else can I trust?"
Jing Cang pinched her waist and said, "Trust me."
Yu Fei cried out "Ouch" twice and said seriously: "Who are you to me?"
Jing Cang coughed lightly: "Husband."
Yu Fei continued to ask: "Who am I to you?"
Jing Cang was silent for a while.
Yu Fei struggled to leave.
Jing Cang dropped his sword, hugged her tightly, and said slowly: "Who do you want to be to me?"
Yu Fei did not answer but said: "Didn't you tell me that you would kill your wife and favor your concubine?"
The closer she was to the answer she was expecting in her heart, even though his attitude was very gentle, she was still a little scared. Thinking of the waiting, hesitation, struggle and sadness in recent days, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Not wanting to cry in front of him, she swallowed her anger and forced herself to hold back the tears.
Jing Cang saw that Yu Fei was feeling aggrieved, as if she had been abandoned by a treacherous man. He felt amused and distressed, and said softly, "Tell me the story yourself."
Yu Fei snorted, "I dare not. Later you will accuse me of being a toad who wants to eat swan meat and does not know the difference between the heaven and earth."
Jing Cang lowered his head and sniffed her neck, then pressed her waist against him and said vaguely, "How can this be a toad? This is clearly a gentle place."
Yu Fei was afraid that if she didn't get down to business, Jing Cang would "execute her on the spot", so she didn't want to settle the grudge with him in one go.
She pushed his neck and said tolerantly, "Although you are the prince, to someone like me who has no ambition, you are no different from a peddler. At most, if I follow you, my status will be more prominent. As for the food and clothing in the palace, my Yu family has money, and it won't be much worse than what you give."
It was the first time that Jing Cang saw Yu Fei open his heart, and he immediately listened attentively.
Yu Fei said: "It is true that I am a merchant, but I am proud and arrogant. The man I want to marry must marry me and cannot take a concubine. If you can't do that, let me go."
Seeing his expression change from interest to astonishment and speechlessness, she later realized that her remarks were a bit premature, but considering the original owner's arrogant personality, it wasn't too much.
She tried to make up for her past words and actions: "In the past, I cooperated with you and said I was willing to be your mistress, but that was because I was constrained by the evil. In fact, every time you said that you wanted your wife and concubine to live in harmony, I wanted to roll my eyes and slap you."
Jing Cang smiled and said, "I didn't realize you were so fierce." He didn't loosen his arms around her at all.
Yu Fei puffed up his cheeks and stretched out his tone: "It's a hot potato, throw it away as soon as possible to get rid of it."
Jing Cang untied her belt and said, "It just so happens that I like to eat hot yams. Is it hot now, Feifei? Let me have a taste."
Yu Fei pressed down his messy hands and said, "Don't touch me if you don't want to marry me."
Jing Cang tore her dress in an instant and sighed, "I'll give you my life, but you're just my wife."
Yu Fei endured it like a golden rooster. At this moment, she felt a surge of fullness and joy that she had never felt before. It was like the pleasure of love and rain, spreading through her limbs in an instant. She was like a flower returning to the earth, a baby embracing its mother. After being in another world for so long, she finally felt that her life was complete.
It took her a long while to come to her senses. Such a vulgar saying as "I'll give my life to you" actually happened to her. However, the prince spoke first and his words turned out to be true.
But she suddenly thought of how he had just come with a sword in his hand, slaying evil spirits. She felt a little wronged and cried, "If I had insisted on leaving, would you have killed me?"
Jing Cang saw that Yu Fei was still thinking about this matter, and couldn't help but think carefully about her words.
If she really came to her senses and had no feelings for him at all, and played him in the palm of her hand from beginning to end, he would get rid of her worries once and for all.
But if she had any lingering feelings, he would show mercy, tie her to the bed, and demand her until she died.
However, Yu Fei chose a perfect approach. She first acted coquettishly and foolishly to ease his anger, and then opened her heart to ask for a status, telling him explicitly and implicitly that she wanted him both in body and in heart.
This method of using softness to overcome hardness and the utmost emotion and nature made him unable to stop and he was completely obedient.
Jing Cang grabbed her neck and said word by word: "If you dare to leave, I will definitely kill you."
Yu Fei caught a glimpse of the first sternness in his eyes, which was the dignity and majesty of the prince that could not be violated. If she had confronted him before and insisted on leaving, he might have really done it.
Then, his expression was filled with overwhelming hostility and aggression, as if he had turned evil and wanted to rob her to death.
Finally, the haze dissipated, and he turned into the bright and clear prince she was familiar with, with her dying beauty reflected in his eyes. It seemed that they were just an ordinary couple, looking for comfort in each other.
Yu Fei raised her neck, her thin throat trembling in his palm. At the moment when her soul was about to leave her body, she sobbed and uttered, "Husband..."
Jing Cang saw that she was like a witch who lived by sucking men's essence, and he couldn't help but be blinded by her lust and surrender again and again.