Chapter 83 Chapter 83 "Don't you want to say you miss me?" ...
In the dog days of summer, the scorching sun shines down and the cicadas in the trees chirp tirelessly.
Xue Yuanyin passed her arms under his armpits and tightly held his back to prevent him from sliding down. The half of her body that was pressed down by him dared not move at all.
Her shoulders were sore and numb from being pressed by him. After a while, when he didn't get up, her rapid heartbeat slowly calmed down. She boldly poked his back and tentatively called out:
"Zhang Jingxuan?"
He leaned on her shoulder but did not respond.
Xue Yuanyin raised her voice slightly and called out, "Zhang Jingxuan?"
He still didn't respond.
Only then did Xue Yuanyin confirm that he had really fallen asleep and was so drowsy that he couldn't be woken up even if she called him.
I wonder how exhausted he must have been? How could he have fainted in the street, and on her shoulder...
She called Huaizhou over, and together they helped Zhang Jingxuan onto the Zhang Mansion's carriage. The weight of a grown man should not be underestimated. After helping Zhang Jingxuan sit back on the cushions in the carriage, she was so tired that she sat on the cushions and gasped for breath.
Huaizhou stepped back and pulled the curtain of the car.
Xue Yuanyin paused for a moment, his eyes inevitably falling on Zhang Jingxuan's face, staring at him in a daze.
He lowered his head slightly, his eyelashes were tightly closed, and his breathing was even and long, as if he had fallen into a peaceful sleep.
She stared at his sleeping face for a few seconds and thought, what a sleeping beauty! He is indeed one of the most handsome faces in the whole capital.
Xue Yuanyin hesitated, unsure of what to do, and felt the situation was quite difficult.
This place is not far from the Zhang Mansion. Logically speaking, Zhang Jingxuan fainted, Huaizhou was driving the carriage, and there was no one to look after him in the carriage. She should have escorted Zhang Jingxuan back to the Zhang Mansion. There was a doctor in the Zhang Mansion, and this was the most convenient way.
But Xue Yuanyin didn't really want to go to Zhang's house.
Although Mrs. Zhang had a lot of interactions with Zhang Jingxuan during the time she went to the border, and often asked her to visit her house when she sent things, she politely declined every time.
It's good to maintain such a casual relationship, she doesn't want to cause any more trouble.
But, Zhang Jingxuan is in this condition now, how can he survive without someone to take care of him?
Xue Yuanyin hesitated for a few seconds and then sighed.
She hadn't seen him for over two years. How could she bear to leave him alone when they first met? She might as well just let him go.
She asked Huaizhou to drive to Zhang's house, and asked Fuzhu, who was in the following carriage, to drive and follow.
The carriage slowly moved on the road. Xue Yuanyin saw Zhang Jingxuan still sleeping on the soft pillow, so she touched his wrist with her fingertips.
The pulse is deep, slow and strong, which does not seem like poisoning, so there should be no serious problem for the time being.
She let go of his hand and looked at his handsome face in sleep again. She stroked his forehead and found it was not hot.
But Zhang Jingxuan still showed no signs of waking up.
Are you too tired?
Is there a wound on the body?
Xue Yuanyin's eyes fell on his robe. He had worn soft armor when he first came to Beijing, but he didn't know when he took it off.
She didn't want to lift up Zhang Jingxuan's robe, as if she was taking advantage of him, but she couldn't just leave him alone, as it would make her look cold-hearted.
Never mind... let's just take a look.
At this time, the carriage ran over some uneven road surface, and the body of the carriage shook. Zhang Jingxuan's body tilted and was about to fall down. Xue Yuanyin quickly supported him. After thinking about it, she simply sat next to him and let him lean on her to sleep.
After Xue Yuanyin finished doing all this, she realized that the action was too intimate. She had been separated from him for more than two years and had not had such close contact for a long time. She found it difficult to adapt for a while.
Xue Yuanyin ignored the itchiness and numbness all over her body and the discomfort in her heart. She put her arms around him and slowly lifted his robe from behind.
When the top of his shirt was completely removed, she saw that his jade-white upper body was covered with several scars, some long and some short. They looked like they were caused on the battlefield. They were of different sizes and depths, stretching across his chest, abdomen and back, which was a shocking sight.
Xue Yuanyin's hand that was lifting his collar stiffened slightly.
He had been away for more than two years, fighting on the frontier. It wasn't until she saw these scars that she finally felt the reality of the matter.
She slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the scar, but when she was about to touch it, she was afraid of waking him up, so she retracted her hand.
I don’t know what he went through to escape the death from Ashlie’s butcher knife.
Xue Yuanyin lowered his collar, thought for a moment, and called out to Huaizhou outside the carriage, "Do you know what happened to him?"
Huaizhou had heard some of the news while waiting at the gate of the palace, and he did not hide it when he heard it.
"They said that the young master had been struggling all the way back home, and now he's unconscious, it's probably just exhaustion."
Xue Yuanyin said "oh" with mixed emotions.
Since he had been struggling all the way, why did he rush to the palace to report to the emperor? The emperor trusted him so much, he wouldn't mind such a detail.
Is it because you don’t take care of your body, or is it because of something else?
Xue Yuanyin didn't say a word all the way.
The Zhang Mansion was not far away, and the carriage arrived quickly. Xue Yuanyin lifted the curtain of the carriage, but she did not expect that there was an unfamiliar carriage parked outside the Zhang Mansion.
There are guests at the Zhang Mansion?
Xue Yuanyin looked at the emblem on the carriage. It was the Prime Minister's Mansion. So the people visiting the Zhang Mansion were the Prime Minister's wife and daughter?
The Prime Minister's visit to the Zhang family made quite a stir, and many passers-by on the street saw it. The Zhang family's eldest grandson's triumphant return to the capital was a major event that everyone in the capital talked about with great relish. Seeing the Prime Minister's carriage coming to visit, they couldn't help but sigh with envy:
"I wonder how high the standards will be for the eldest grandson of the Zhang family to choose a wife in the future. Even the prime minister's wife came to visit him personally."
"But this is a hot commodity in the capital. I'm afraid that ordinary families would not be interested in the Zhang family..."
Xue Yuanyin heard a lot of such discussions during the short time she stayed in Zhang's house.
She paused slightly, and remained expressionless after hearing this. She let Zhang Jingxuan sit back on the cushions. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly with his head resting on the wall of the carriage, she turned her head and called Huaizhou, saying:
"I don't know when he will wake up, so I won't visit Madam Zhang. Please go to the mansion and call the servants to bring your son back. I'm leaving now."
As for reminiscing about the past...she would come to see him next time.
After Xue Yuanyin finished speaking, she raised her hand to lift the carriage curtain, preparing to leave the Zhang Mansion carriage and take her own carriage back.
Just as she turned around and stood up, a hand suddenly reached out from the carriage, lowered the curtain, grabbed her arm and pulled her over.
Xue Yuanyin fell back into the carriage unexpectedly. She turned around and saw that Zhang Jingxuan had opened his eyes at some point and was leaning against the wall of the carriage, holding her forearm, and his light brown eyes were looking at her quietly.
Xue Yuanyin's heart skipped a beat and asked, "Are you awake? When did you wake up?"
Did he hear her lame excuse to Huaizhou?
Zhang Jingxuan did not let her go. He used his other arm to support himself on the cushion and slowly sat up, humming in a slightly hoarse voice.
After he sat firmly, he looked up at me again, his eyes calm.
Xue Yuanyin didn't expect his attitude to be even colder than she imagined. She didn't know what to say for a moment and said indifferently:
"You just fainted. I sent you back to the Zhang family. Huaizhou went into the house to call for help. Are you feeling better now?"
Zhang Jingxuan said slowly, "I'm fine."
Xue Yuanyin was speechless for a moment.
She couldn't tell what was wrong with her, but everything was wrong. The scene of their reunion was not what she had imagined.
She looked away, not knowing what to say. She said "oh" and slowly pulled her arm out of his palm.
Zhang Jingxuan suddenly clenched his fists again, his palms extremely tight, as if he was afraid she would leave. He looked at her averted gaze and whispered:
"Just to see you, I rushed back to Beijing too fast, traveling day and night, and I was so tired."
Xue Yuanyin's body stiffened for a moment, and her nose suddenly felt sour. She despised her own incompetence. She had been trapped for two years by the words he had said before leaving for the war. She couldn't sleep every night, always waking up from nightmares. Now, with just a few words, he had coaxed her back.
Isn't she quite temperamental? How can she be so easy to coax?
The streets and alleys were abuzz with discussion about his wife selection and his marriage, so heated that even the prime minister's wife came to visit. What was he trying to say in the Golden Palace, "I have a lover in my heart"? Who was he targeting? Who was he putting on the spot?
If that person was her, why didn't he tell her directly?
Xue Yuanyin thought vaguely that Zhang Jingxuan seemed to have never admitted that he had any feelings for her, and she had always been guessing on her own.
He didn't know that she had stayed in the bitter cold of Sanheguan for a year for him, nor did he know how she adjusted herself after he left. He had taken her body so forcefully, but in the end, he abandoned her. Didn't he intend to give her any explanation?
He gave her a lot of ambiguity and let her misunderstand.
How could she not blame him? He had wasted more than two years of her life.
Now that he has returned to Beijing with all his achievements, is she... still worthy of him?
The long chirping of cicadas in the trees outside the carriage made the world so quiet that you could hear your breathing.
Xue Yuanyin tried hard to hold back her tears. How could she cry at this moment? It would be too embarrassing and embarrassing. She used all her strength to hold back the tears that were about to fall. She wanted to say something else to ease the atmosphere, so she curled her eyes and said in a casual tone:
"Your safe return from the frontier is what the people want. This is great news! Everyone is looking forward to seeing you soon! The journey is tiring, so please return home quickly. Your grandfather, your father, your mother, and the guests at the Prime Minister's residence are all waiting for you. You've always been praised for your composure and courtesy. How rude of you to deliberately delay and not come in? Next time when you have some free time, I'll catch up with you..."
Suddenly, Zhang Jingxuan raised his hand and pulled her towards him. Xue Yuanyin felt that he was extremely strong, and he pulled her over and held her tightly in his arms.
Her casual voice came to an abrupt end.
Zhang Jingxuan wrapped his arms around her, resting his fingertips on the spine of her back, stroking it slowly. She had lost weight, a lot of it. His once well-proportioned figure now had distinct bones. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, a faint red tint tinging the corners of his eyes.
Fortunately, she was in his arms and couldn't see the slightly red corners of his eyes.
Zhang Jingxuan rested his chin on the back of her fair, soft neck. Feeling her slightly stiff body, his Adam's apple rolled, his voice became hoarse, and the breath brushing against her ear was almost scalding hot:
"Two years and six months, and you're not willing to say you miss me?"
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The author has something to say: Meibao is actually suffering from inferiority complex.
Let the male protagonist Qianqian pursue a wife.
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