Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Out of control.
Xue Yuanyin's heart trembled, and she subconsciously tried to struggle, curling up one leg and trying to hide to the side.
Zhang Jingxuan pulled off one of his trouser legs as she dodged, then reached for his waist. After a rustling sound, his belt was thrown to the ground, and his brocade robe scattered.
Xue Yuanyin had not expected the situation to develop so quickly, which was beyond her expectations. Her trousers were hanging loosely, and one side of her skin was exposed to the cold air, which made her heart beat faster and she felt a little panic for no reason.
She tried to sit up, but he held her back, so she reached out and pushed his chest: "What are you doing?"
Zhang Jingxuan tore off one of her trouser legs with one hand, along with her underwear, and then leaned over to hold her legs.
Xue Yuanyin's heart tightened.
You're not going to do this for real, are you?
Impossible?
She couldn't help but get nervous, and at the same time, a secret expectation rose in her heart. Her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest.
Then he thought he didn't dare. Where was this? This was a prison! She was a serious criminal, a thorn in the Crown Prince's side. Zhang Jingxuan wasn't crazy.
He was just trying to scare her.
After Xue Yuanyin thought it through, she slowly relaxed.
This posture can help him, although it is a bit embarrassing, but I believe he will like it.
He couldn't flirt with her no matter what, so why was she worried? After all, it hadn't really come to that.
The cell was dark, with only the moonlight filtering in through a narrow window illuminating the place. Perhaps it was the darkness that gave her courage and made her quite unscrupulous.
Her face flushed slightly, but her words were bold and almost teasing:
"Zhang Jingxuan, I'll be angry if you only care about yourself. You have to take care of me first."
Zhang Jingxuan didn't answer, his eyes were filled with a slight anger and a bit of darkness. He walked straight towards her and raised the corner of his lip in a sarcastic tone.
The cell was covered with a tiled eaves, covered with a thick layer of moss, which formed a layer of icicles when it encountered the cold. Just like him, it was as ferocious as he was, growing and waking up under the lush moss with the strong wind.
There was a bush in front of it, blocking the narrow window inside. The strong wind became more and more violent, blowing the leaves back and forth. It was eager to drill into the leaves and approach the small window in the dark and damp place blocked by the dense leaves. It slowly probed back and forth on the window sill, making people feel a little dangerous.
Xue Yuanyin shuddered with excitement.
No matter how outspoken she was in her daily life, she was actually a blank slate and had never had such a close experience, so she didn't know how others relied on this method... Could it be that they were also like them, like a millstone spinning in circles outside, along the perimeter of the window, the force sometimes light, sometimes heavy, making people feel a little uneasy.
Xue Yuanyin's heart was beating fast and she felt a little panicky, but she was soon distracted by the rising light joy.
She looked up at Zhang Jingxuan. There was a dark desire in his eyes and a look of surprise on his face, as if he still remembered that she had just kept talking about dying, and he was venting his suppressed anger here. Even the strength of the grinding and circling revealed his unhappiness.
She bit her lip. The cool breeze outside the window stirred the dry leaves on the branches, causing them to sway gently. Although there was no wind in the house, she felt a sense of heat and discomfort.
Why is it so slow this time... Is he deliberately torturing her?
Xue Yuanyin grabbed Zhang Jingxuan's arm, and her fingertips imitated his movements, slowly circling his skin. As if she couldn't stand his donkey-pulling-a-mill method, or as if she was taking revenge on him for deliberately scaring her just now, she said in a long voice:
"It's fine if you don't dare to come in, but you deliberately act like this to retaliate against me. Isn't that too petty?"
"Shut up."
A thin layer of sweat formed on Zhang Jingxuan's forehead. He was already feeling slightly angry, and now it was filled with an unbearable irritation. The fire in his stomach lingered, bringing with it an uncontrollable urge that threatened to consume his patience.
The strong wind wanted to break the narrow window in one breath, but unfortunately the window was closed tightly, and it would take some effort to blow into the house.
What's more, the time is still short, it hasn't rained yet, the riverbed is dry, and it can't withstand the raging wind.
Xue Yuanyin couldn't stand his behavior. He was so hesitant and unwilling to give her pleasure. He himself didn't seem happy either. Could it be that the book also mentioned this annoying method of "wandering outside the house"?
She felt uncomfortable with the hardship and spoke with a hint of disgust:
"He didn't break the window when the door was approaching. Such a gentleman's demeanor is truly that of a saint..."
As she spoke, she looked for a foothold and grabbed his wrist, refusing to let go.
Her palms were warm, and wherever they passed through, it felt like a burning fire, and the skin on her wrists turned slightly red from her pinching.
Zhang Jingxuan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with a dark gloom, and he stared at her silently.
A nameless anger surged in his heart, as well as a panic that had lasted since the nightmare.
She could never guess what he was thinking, and even if he told her, she wouldn't believe him. He was secretly afraid that he would never see her again tomorrow.
He admitted that he couldn't bear what had happened and that he was afraid she would die.
But although she seemed heartless, she was probably in a bad mood, otherwise why would it be so difficult for it to rain? The mixture of annoyance and heat made it difficult for him to endure. He had deliberately slowed down to grind the water, which was already a trick. His patience ran out soon, but she kept provoking him.
Listen, what is she saying? She is still saying "You don't even dare to sleep with me". She is really asking for trouble.
Zhang Jingxuan said nothing with a cold face. She put the cloak underneath her and changed the angle. She started chattering again:
"Zhang Jingxuan, are you incompetent? Last time I had to use my mouth..."
As if she was certain that he was just doing the same thing as usual, she looked at him with a wanton look, pinched his earlobe and teased it hard. Seeing his waist and abdomen suddenly tense, she smiled happily, and teased him more unscrupulously.
The slight resentment that Zhang Jingxuan had suppressed in his heart rose again.
It was always like this! Relying on his partiality for her and his inability to do anything to her, she grew bolder. Now that she had no burden, she acted even more freely, without restraint.
She didn't care about his suppressed anger at all, and had no idea that he was tossing and turning in bed late at night.
It's really hateful!
Xue Yuanyin felt that Zhang Jingxuan's mood today was inexplicable, even a little abnormal. But she didn't care much, just wanted to get over it quickly, and shuddered.
"It's so cold, can you hurry up?"
When Zhang Jingxuan heard this, the calm and rational string in his mind suddenly broke.
fed up!
He tightened his grip on her.
Suddenly a strong wind blew, passing through the moss under the eaves, blowing away the dense leaves on the branches, and going straight into the narrow window at the back.
In an instant, the window opened wide and the cold wind blew in with a biting pain.
Xue Yuanyin was completely defenseless, the pain numbing her head and tears streaming down her face. It felt like an awl was chiseling her open. She struggled in agony, her nails almost digging through his flesh.
“It hurts! It hurts…it hurts!”
She realized what had happened at that moment. This piercing pain... Hun Dun's mind suddenly shuddered. Whether it should have happened or not was no longer important. She didn't have time to think about it and said:
"No, I'm not wearing a sheep casing..."
Zhang Jingxuan frowned slightly. It was obviously not as easy as he had imagined. Instead, it was somewhat difficult.
With a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't do it inside."
After he finished speaking, he moved, and Xue Yuanyin immediately felt that he had become completely different.
The narrow window was broken open by the wind, flattening the folds of the gauze on the bed, blowing straight to the innermost side of the room, and then without hesitation, it swept along the asphalt-colored wall of the cell.
Zhang Jingxuan no longer restrained himself and clenched his palms.
The wind in the room beat relentlessly, her heart pounding like a drum. A thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead, and even as she lay on her cloak, she couldn't help but move with it. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind hit her, and she felt its effect vividly. Her toes tensed, and she bit her lip, unable to spare a single moment of her attention for anything else.
He was too violent today, and his grip almost hurt her. However, she didn't want to cry out for mercy, so she gasped in pain, frowned angrily, and spoke with a slightly unstable and difficult voice:
"You...slow down!"
Zhang Jingxuan ignored it, letting the strong wind blow against the narrow window, causing the gauze to sway back and forth. He only tightened his cloak to block the cold wind and said:
"You're not cold."
Xue Yuanyin was furious and cursed, "It hurts!"
Zhang Jingxuan suppressed the slight resentment in his heart, and a thin layer of red appeared at the corners of his eyes. When he thought of that nightmare, the excruciating pain and fear burned out his reason, and mixed with the impulse that had been suppressed for a long time, spread in his heart.
His voice was slightly hoarse and filled with anger, he said harshly:
"Hurt? How much does it hurt? Remember it clearly!"
The wind, which had eased slightly, rushed in through the narrow window again, rustling the gauze, filling the room with a charming scent that could not be dispersed, but continued. She couldn't escape, and he pulled her against him, half-lidded eyes watching the asphalt-colored stone wall swaying beside her, her heart in a turmoil.
She didn't expect this scene to really happen, which made her feel unreal, but the pain gradually dissipated, and strands of pleasure came up little by little like a tide.
Xue Yuanyin paid attention to glance at Zhang Jingxuan. There was a dark look in his eyes, and it was obvious that he didn't intend to stop anytime soon.
She suddenly grabbed his shoulders and tried to turn over. Zhang Jingxuan paused and pulled her back. He was still feeling a little irritated, and he naturally didn't want to let her have her way. He leaned closer, a bit cold in his eyes, and said with a half-smile:
"Not now."
Xue Yuanyin was so angry that she wanted to scold him, but she didn't have time to argue. This matter was even more distracting than she had imagined.
She scratched him with her nails again, but in the end she could only barely reach the thin muscles on his abdomen, trying her best to leave a shallow scratch.
…
Stars dotted the night sky, and in the middle of the conversation, Zhang Jingxuan mentioned the "Tiger Step", one of the footwork techniques in the "Xuannv Sutra".
She had no intention of listening to what he said. She only heard the instigation of "lie down with your knees against your chest and your buttocks raised, kneel down from behind and stab." Her face immediately turned hot and she felt extremely ashamed. Naturally, she refused to agree.
He couldn't do anything with her, and didn't have time to discuss this with her, so he held her and lay back down.
…
Xue Yuanyin's pain had not completely dissipated. It mixed with the layers of pleasure, rising high and exploding in her mind, and it was like a drizzle of rain.
He didn't stop and dragged her in again.
Xue Yuanyin bit her lip, but the creek was swaying gently, more honest than her.
…
Zhang Jingxuan suddenly grabbed her waist tightly, and the cold wind blew in through the narrow window again, restraining her from moving. He used all his strength.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of an icicle slowly sliding down the roof tiles under the eaves outside. It was hanging there precariously, and the strong wind was howling, almost blowing it through the narrow window, making it swing rapidly and about to burst.
At the last moment, Xue Yuanyin suddenly opened her arms and grabbed his waist, actively moving closer to hug him tightly.
Unlike what she imagined, she barely felt any pleasure in the first half, but instead felt more pain. This was probably always the case with the first time, but she felt something in the second half. This was the second time she was about to come...
But now that things have come to this, what was supposed to happen has happened, and she has no time to regret.
Xue Yuanyin closed her eyes and clutched the cloak that provided warmth to her body.
I don’t know if this desperate decision was wrong, but I have no regrets.
Even though I couldn't have him, at least I had slept with him, which is a blessing in life.
Xue Yuanyin's toes suddenly tensed up, her chest heaving violently, allowing the roaring rain to sweep her up to the highest point.
After a while, she opened her eyes and gradually came to her senses.
She raised her head and saw that there was still a deep gloom in Zhang Jingxuan's eyes.
A strong wind suddenly blew past quickly, turning and turning rapidly, whistling non-stop. Only the whistling sound of the wind could be heard rising higher. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the ice spikes hit the ground, splashing a stream of cold water.
Zhang Jingxuan suddenly withdrew in a hurry, panting lightly, his expression revealing a bit of embarrassment.
I hadn't expected the first time to be faster than usual, so I lost control of the gate and let it go a moment too early. I saw a few drops of water falling on my coat and the ground, but half of it seemed to remain...
After a long time, he pursed his lips and turned his face away slightly.
Xue Yuanyin had already been exhausted from two rounds, her whole body ached, she felt drowsy, and she almost didn't want to open her eyes again. Seeing the situation, she propped up her head again and glanced at it with her last bit of concentration, but she only saw a little bit of turbidity.
There were also icicles cracking and shattering on the ground under the eaves, dropping water droplets. She had seen this before and was quite familiar with the scene, but she didn't know why Zhang Jingxuan's face turned cold, revealing a look of surprise and even embarrassment.
But Xue Yuanyin no longer cared about these things. She was too tired. She hadn't slept well for many days and was now extremely exhausted both physically and mentally... She could hardly bear the fatigue and her thoughts began to become drowsy.
She will serve her sentence tomorrow, and this will probably be her last night alive.
She didn't know which young lady Zhang Jingxuan would marry in the future; she wouldn't be able to witness that scene. As it happened, she didn't want to see him marry someone else either.
A stinging pain belatedly spread across her chest. Xue Yuanyin fought back the tears that threatened to burst out of her eyes. Her throat felt sore, blocking the words she wanted to say to him. However, she hadn't slept for many days and was too exhausted to speak.
Finally, Xue Yuanyin used up the last of her energy, looked up at Zhang Jingxuan, and moved her lips slightly.
Leave me alone.
Go get married, have children, and live a bright and beautiful future.
Stop... bothering me.
She thought that since he knew her so well, he could probably understand what she meant.
Then he tilted his head to one side and fell into a deep sleep peacefully.
…
Zhang Jingxuan sat there for a long while before gradually coming back to his senses.
The girl on the couch had fallen into a deep sleep, breathing evenly, obviously exhausted. He looked at her almost drowsy face, and suddenly recalled the look she had given him before she fell asleep.
Thinking of this, he slowly shifted his gaze to the side. His jade leather belt lay on the floor, and a pair of snow-white shorts, smeared with scattered blood, lay scattered on the corner of the couch. Looking closer, he saw the cloak he was wearing underneath was rumpled and stained. Looking even closer, he saw his own robe, untied and unkempt, barely covering one shoulder. A faint red mark ran across his waist, where she had scratched it with her fingernail.
The silver moon hung high outside the narrow window, leaking in through the narrow window covered with gauze, casting a faint glow on the ground, illuminating the faint turbid color of the ground beside the couch.
The midnight bell rang loudly, the ethereal sound echoing over the capital. It was the hour of Hai when he arrived, and now it was the hour of Zi. He had wanted to see her one last time, but he had not expected that an hour had actually passed.
Zhang Jingxuan's body and mind slowly cooled down, his mind gradually became clear, and all the uncontrollable anger and irrational impulses receded like the tide.
He looked up at the cold, chaotic cell before him, and his heart felt as if it were being tightened by someone's hand, slowly falling to the ground. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it. It had all happened.
Zhang Jingxuan suddenly clenched the brocade robe in his hand, his knuckles turned white due to the force and trembled slightly.
He was going to join the army the next day, to go to the border to face A Shilie, and he didn't know what the outcome would be. But on the eve of his departure, he lost his mind and took her body without caring about anything.
What is he doing? He must be crazy!
The cell was silent, the moonlight reflecting off the cold ground. No one spoke, only the barely perceptible breathing of the person on the couch.
It was so quiet that I didn't know how much time had passed.
Finally, Zhang Jingxuan slowly bent down, pressed his forehead with his fingertips, and closed his eyes.
That's too bad.
Everything is out of control.
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The author has something to say: The original sentence of “wandering outside the house” in the article was “just rubbing but not going in”, but I was not allowed to write it, so I deleted it with a heavy heart.
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