Chapter 151 Chapter 151 Kissing while feeling resentful.
The man had long hair like black ink, and wore a wide robe with big sleeves. His jade-like face was tied with a raven-colored silk ribbon, which disappeared into his cascading hair.
He is extremely handsome and has an expressionless face.
It’s Gu Huaijin.
The two of them were stunned at the stern of the boat.
Nan Qiongshuang looked at Yun Manyue's expression nervously.
Yun Manyue stood in front of her. Although she recognized him as the man who suddenly appeared on the roof that day, she was still unsure what his purpose was in appearing here.
Still on guard, she turned her head and whispered to Nan Qiong Shuang, "Move back a little further."
On the opposite side, Gu Huaijin sneered indifferently upon hearing this, and leisurely turned the white jade ring on his hand.
Back off?
This woman had no idea who the outsider was.
He looked over Yun Manyue and raised his eyebrows at the person behind her with a half-smile: "My Lady."
Nan Qiong Shuang didn't know why, but she felt that this man had a bit of a hostile aura today. Even though they were far away from each other, she felt a little afraid.
Gu Huaijin laughed even more: "My Lady, what are you doing with this woman dressed like this?"
She then remembered that her clothes were already half-undressed, her long skirt already lying on the ground, leaving only the cloud-like, feather-covered outer garment hanging from her shoulders. But the outer garment was only a layer of gauze, folded and gathered around her body, making the space underneath even more apparent, a shadowy, and empty space.
Gu Huaijin had disliked Yun Manyue since the first time he met her. Even though he knew she was a woman, he could tell that she was not an ordinary woman - perhaps, her emotions were also unusual.
Now, she is like this again, with this woman.
He smiled good-naturedly, playing with his ring while thinking that he really had to die once.
His death would move her heart more than his life.
Yun Manyue said in a deep voice, "May I ask who you are?"
Gu Huaijin seemed to have just noticed her, and finally looked at her seriously for a moment, smiling kindly:
"roll."
Nan Qiong Shuang hissed.
This person is very angry. What is he angry about?
She patted Yun Manyue's back gently and said, "I'm fine. You can go back first."
Yun Manyue turned around in surprise: "But, the three Fuyu guards are here, and the pursuers will be here soon..."
"Gu will take care of it." Gu Huaijin interrupted him, politely made way out of the door, and smiled as if to say "Get out."
Yun Manyue didn't understand what was going on. She looked at the person in front of her and then at the person behind her. Suddenly, she had an indescribable feeling - as soon as these two people met, they became the same front from a distance, separated by her, and she became the outsider who was excluded.
Not only the man thought so, but she did too.
She couldn't understand: "Shuang'er?"
Nan Qiong Shuang just repeated: "I'm really fine."
His expression was firm and confident, and he didn't seem fake.
Yun Manyue only pondered for half a breath.
She had come today simply to help Nan Qiong Shuang. Since she didn't need him and might even think she was in the way, she couldn't be ungrateful.
She curled her lips sarcastically and said, "Okay." Then she walked away.
Nan Qiong Shuang knew she was embarrassed when she saw her expression, so she grabbed her arm and said, "Hey."
Yun Man Yue stopped and looked at her sideways.
Nan Qiong Shuang was a little unsure how to start, and pursed her lips anxiously, "Thank you for today. When I get back... I'll explain everything I can."
Gu Huaijin raised his eyebrows and smiled even more, thinking that this situation was really interesting.
She had so many things that needed to be explained to him, so many things that he couldn't let go of, couldn't swallow, and caused him to suffer, all waiting for her to explain, but she refused to even look at him or see him.
Even when he was vomiting blood and sent her a note, she could act as if nothing had happened and pretend not to see it.
As a result, she noticed this embarrassment of the other person, cared about it, and demanded an explanation from the other person.
Even if he went crazy and died, she wouldn't even look at him.
It's really cruel.
For loving a woman like this, he is just a fool, a joke, and a scumbag.
Yun Manyue was a little angry, but far from holding a grudge. After hearing this, she felt relieved: "It's okay. Everyone has their own problems. We have so many things we can't explain to others. Why would I worry about it?"
Gu Huaijin listened from the side and just smiled.
Well, you are taking advantage of me.
Besides being jealous, he was also disgusted by her aloofness. He smiled and clapped his hands.
Even Nan Qiong Shuang couldn't figure out what he was up to when he clapped his hands. Her uneasy feeling grew stronger. She glanced at him and quickly pushed Yun Manyue away, saying, "Let's go! The pursuers will be here soon."
Yun Manyue was pushed out of the boat by her in confusion. The curtain was lifted and closed, and the person disappeared.
Suddenly there were only two people left in the boat.
At that time, there was no light in the boat. Only the moonlight and water light outside the boat were thrown into the boat from time to time as the boat swayed, casting a few rippling shadows on the wall of the boat.
It was dark all around, and two circles of light were reflected on Gu Huaijin's handsome face. His high brow bone and nose bridge were separated in the middle, half of it was bright and half was dark.
Nan Qiong Shuang was really a little uneasy.
——Something is wrong with him.
She swallowed.
The silence was too painful, so she reached out to him: "What's wrong? Come here."
Gu Huaijin acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He stood there, calmly pulling out a jeweled dagger from his sleeve, playing with it in his palm, and laughing teasingly:
"A close friendship can move heaven and earth."
The tone was so strange and sarcastic that Nan Qiongshuang couldn't figure it out. She was so frightened that she didn't respond.
"My Lady, that woman doesn't consider you a close friend." Gu Huaijin smiled and spun the dagger in his palm. "She is the same as me."
Nan Qiong Shuang was stunned for a moment, surprised but also a little bit expecting it, so that's how it was, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Gu Huaijin smiled as if he was just chatting: "So, what are you doing with her, dressed like this?"
Nan Qiongshuang looked at him and felt that although he looked normal, he was already on the verge of some danger, like a ball about to explode. A needle was enough to destroy the world.
She felt an inexplicable sense of urgency in her heart - if she didn't grab the knife, it would be too late.
She walked towards him and held out her hand: "Give me the knife."
Gu Huaijin smiled and avoided her hand, folded his arms, and leaned the dagger on his shoulder.
"Huai Jin." Her heart was in her throat. She didn't know what terrible thing this man was planning. She softly pulled his sleeve and said, "Be obedient and give me the knife."
"Does your Majesty think," he said, leisurely placing the tip of the dagger against his shoulder, "that a three-year-old child like Gu would be accidentally injured by a dagger?"
"If it's injured," he smiled and pushed the scabbard open with his thumb, slowly revealing a cold blade inside, "it was naturally... intentional."
When all the blades are revealed from the scabbards.
Nan Qiong Shuang immediately realized that something was wrong and flew over to pounce.
Before she could grab the dagger, the boat under her feet hit something and bounced up several inches.
She screamed, lost her balance, and stumbled forward.
She fell straight into his arms and hit his chest.
Gu Huaijin was caught off guard and was pushed back half a step. He steadied his steps and let her pounce on him.
I ignored it, and didn't push it away.
However, even though she grabbed onto his collar and sleeves, she was exhausted from running. She only steadied herself for a moment before her knees gave way and she fell powerlessly.
He had no intention of helping her up. Since she had already grabbed his clothes, she could just stand up on her own.
Who knew that when I reacted again, the person had already been caught in his arms.
He felt betrayed by a part of himself, and helplessly held the person by the waist, holding her up and helping her stand upright, her hands going around the back of his neck and around her own neck.
He asked indifferently, "What's wrong with your Majesty? Don't you know martial arts?"
A little care from the sidelines is better than no love at all.
His tone was so cold and calm that she found it difficult to adapt. She panted slightly and looked up at him.
Gu Huaijin didn't seem moved at all.
Once he was wrapped in that silk ribbon, he had an expression of complete indifference and apathy. Even when we were so close, noses almost touching, breathing in each other's noses, he remained completely unmoved, as if he had no intention of paying any attention.
She didn't like the way he looked. Too strange, too cold, too detached.
She bit her lip and tightened her hand slightly around his neck.
As soon as my hands crossed, I just happened to touch the silk ribbon in his hair.
She thought for a moment, and without asking him, she untied his black silk.
As soon as the cool satin ribbon fluttered and was untied, Nan Qiong Shuang was stunned.
Those eyes were even stranger than his stern expression.
His eyes were red and bloodshot. Those clear, affectionate peach blossom eyes that always smiled at her gently now glared down at her with a cold, mocking expression. Though they were only a few feet away, they seemed a thousand miles apart, distant, cold, and indifferent.
He had never looked at her like this before.
Is this what she wants?
She suddenly felt cold all over, and tears slowly piled up into two piles at the bottom of her eyes and accumulated in her eyelashes.
She has no right to cry. She is the one who should not cry.
She looked into his eyes, which were red and scary, like those of a vengeful ghost, and asked softly, "Have you not slept well recently?"
"How could that be." Gu Huaijin smiled at her with his eyes bent. Now, even when he smiled, it was different from the way she was familiar with:
"Thanks to the Empress, I sleep soundly every day, resting soundly, never waking up until noon. When I wake up, I'll run into the Empress at the gate of Daming Palace. I'll dip cinnabar in the water and write a few meaningless words to her, then listen to her make promises worth a thousand gold. Every day is like this, and it's truly fulfilling."
Hateful words.
But, with every word he spoke, his head would drop a little, his tone like a knife chopping bones, yet every word seemed to want to bite her lips. By the end, they hadn't even touched, yet it was as if he had already held her lips. She opened her lips, only to realize with surprise that they hadn't kissed.
he……
If it's hatred, it's too close.
She placed her hands on his shoulders and slowly wrinkled his robe.
Gu Huaijin had no intention of kissing her at all.
The more he talked, the closer he got, and the more he hated her, the closer they got. It was simply because he thought too highly of himself and was too close to her. He forgot that if one wants to quit an addiction, the first step is to be wary of the other person and not put that thing in front of them.
He raised one hand, held her face, and gently scratched it with the hand wearing the ring.
Things have changed, but why does she look and look the same?
Her breathless running continued, her bright red lips opening and closing, closing and opening, making him feel uneasy. The beautiful beads of her lips, the beautiful petals, the beautiful corners of her lips, and the soft and lovely tongue inside, a poison tailored for him.
His old illness relapsed.
It's like this again, he cursed in his heart with his eyes closed, it's like this again. He came to confront her with a fierce and murderous look, and before he could even say a word, he hugged her and kissed her.
Gu Huaijin himself didn't understand why he kissed her, just as Nan Qiongshuang didn't understand why he resented her while still kissing her. She just felt herself being held in his arms, his head lowered and pressed down without explanation, his lips sucking on hers almost in revenge, their tongues entwined fiercely. She was held in his arms, her head tilted back almost breaking.
The kiss was so fierce that she could hardly believe it was love.
But if it's hatred, it's also a kiss.
His tears, red and round, fell one by one on her face and slid down.
She didn't need to open her eyes to know it was blood, with a fishy smell.
Was she pushing him too much and not caring enough about his feelings?
How could he owe her anything? Whether it was Tianshan or Wuliang Mountain, he had done her a favor.
Her legs couldn't help but go limp again, and she fell down a few inches, and was caught by him.
He opened his eyes, his surprise mixed with a hint of sarcasm: "Why are you crying? I'm always the only one crying. Do you care too?"
The words were like knives, but as soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and chased after her, holding the back of her head with his hand and pushing it forward, his nose against hers, and he changed directions more and more greedily, with so much force that even their noses hurt.
Slowly, her entire body began to tremble. It was as if thousands and thousands of ants were crawling up from under her feet, densely packed and rustling, up her legs and between them, all the way up the mountain and across the ridges, until they coiled around her neck, submerging her whole body in a tingling sensation.
She endured the pain.
Suddenly, intermittent sounds were heard from all directions on the lake.
The men shouted, "Three guards of Fuyu, search under orders!"
She suddenly came to her senses - what was she doing? She said she was going to change her clothes and then sink her old clothes into the water, but she still hadn't taken off all her clothes, let alone erase all traces.
She pushed him away in panic and tapped him on the shoulder twice: "Someone is here, I need my clothes back..."
Gu Huaijin finally opened his eyes, glanced at the bamboo curtain behind him for a moment, and sneered coldly.
She was stunned for a moment by his disdainful look.
He used to be the kindest person. Even on Wuliang Mountain, he could still be recognized as the man from Tianshan Mountain.
She was worried, but Gu Huaijin just hugged her and sat down cross-legged, leaning against the wall of the boat, putting her in his lap, and then laying her down in his arms.
He buried his head and kissed her again.
He hadn't seen her for so long. Before Wuliang Mountain, he could tolerate not recognizing her for ten or eight days, but after Wuliang Mountain, he couldn't stand it at all, let alone her daily presence near Daming Palace.
A heartless woman. Even if she was tired of kissing him, he still wasn't satisfied, so why bother caring about her feelings.
Nan Qiong Shuang really couldn't stand it. In the past, when he was angry, his kisses were a little too much for her to resist, but today he was just being reckless. She was dodging him while struggling to collect the skirt that was piled on the deck. Unexpectedly, the person above her pressed down her shoulders with one hand and said:
"Don't move."
She immediately noticed someone getting on the boat.
The next moment, the bamboo curtain at the door was swaying slightly, and was suddenly opened without even saying hello.
The ferocious and brutal face of the Jurchen was revealed.
They were the Three Guards of Fuyu. They had Jurchen faces and the orders of Prince Ding, so they were used to doing whatever they wanted and acting tyrannically. Even though they had no imperial decrees and had not asked anyone for permission, Prince Ding's title was there. They could break into people's homes and search civilians, and no one would dare to disobey them.
He swung aside the curtain and stepped in, shouting, "Three Fuyu Guards, come and get him! Quickly..."
The words "get off the boat" had not yet been uttered.
The Jurchen man's teeth were chattering and he clenched his mouth.
The bamboo curtain flew up and then swung down, making the door crackle and revealing a little bit of the scene inside.
Inside the boat, the distinguished guest who had just been graciously entertained by the lawless Prince Ding Changda in the elegant room of Prince Ding's mansion was sitting idly with one leg propped up, leaning on someone in his arms.
A woman. Her dark hair cascaded down like a cascade, sheen like satin, winding around the two of them. Her skin was incredibly pale, and beneath Gu Huaijin's dark sleeves, the black and white were even more captivating.
A section of surprisingly slender, snow-white calves was revealed from the layers of ink-like sleeves.
A man who is not interested in women will bend down and kiss her, and the kiss will be inseparable.
Seeing what was happening outside, this famous and unpredictable imperial teacher finally raised his head slowly.
The Jurchen man met his gaze with fear and was even more frightened to find that he did not bring the silk ribbon today.
The man who usually rushed forward fiercely on horseback was so frightened that he could not move.
Gu Huaijin slowly and methodically folded his arms and sleeves, covering the calf lovingly. He then cupped the woman's face in his palms and lovingly pushed it towards his own arms, not wanting anyone to see it.
He laughed.
"What are you looking at?"
"S-Sorry..." He stammered.
The next moment, with a loud bang, the doorway was completely empty. The bamboo curtain was thrown flat and then hit the door frame, leaving only the dim night sky over the lake. There was no trace of the person at the door.
The remaining soldiers in the wooden boat heard with trepidation the man on the boat saying:
"roll."
The three guards of Fu Yu retreated in a panic.
Nan Qiongshuang felt as if she had been pardoned. She sat up dazedly, hooking her arm around his neck, and threw the thing in her hand out of the boat with force.
With a thud, something fell into the water.
Gu Huaijin followed it with an expressionless face and finally found that it was his dagger.
Tolerating him to kiss her like that was actually a lie and a conspiracy. She had a plan in mind and wanted to take advantage of his loss of composure to achieve her own goals.
He curled his lips and smiled.
The person in front of him finished his task, feeling relieved. He casually smoothed his long hair back a little and said, "Okay, I don't have much time. Didn't you come here today to ask Wu Dao a question? Go ahead."
Gu Huaijin looked at her with a smile as if he was meeting her for the first time.
How could she be so hateful, so unfaithful? She pulled away after kissing him, letting him suffer as if nothing had happened, and even wanted to shatter his dreams.
He was just something she used and then threw away.
She doesn't feel responsible at all. Not at all.
"Okay, then I'll ask." He thought, it's better to give up, and smiled as he asked, "He said you drugged me the first time we met. Is that true?"
The first question embarrassed her.
Nan Qiong Shuang's expression remained unchanged. Perhaps it would be less embarrassing to admit it calmly, so she simply said, "Yes."
"Okay." He found it all increasingly amusing. His hand slid under her folded outer garments, slowly pushing and rubbing against her flesh. "I was wondering why I couldn't resist you the moment I saw you."
Fake and despicable.
Nan Qiong Shuang gritted her teeth and heard the things in her heart shattering to the ground with a clang. Everything she had worked so hard to build collapsed from bottom to top. She was powerless to change the situation and just wanted to maintain a little dignity.
She didn't cry, she just smiled and didn't tremble.
"Is the tsubaki herb poisonous?"
"Yes." She smiled stubbornly, refusing to repent.
"You're trying your best to seduce me. You're so resourceful and determined. If you don't succeed, who will?"
She smiled as if she had received praise: "Yes."
"Now, are you still using it?" He felt relieved when he thought that it might be because of the medicine. He was not so hopeless. He reached down and parted the layers of petals, reaching deep into the flower to collect the nectar. "You are still using it, I know."
She endured it and said, "I don't use it anymore."
Gu Huaijin was silent for a while and stopped moving.
Then why is he.
It was so ridiculous. When he heard that she didn't use that thing anymore, he actually felt like he was being abandoned.
He said, "Okay, then I'm relieved. Don't bring your stuff near me. If you have any tricks, use them on the emperor. I'm useless anyway!"
Nan Qiong Shuang was a little stunned for a moment. Why did these words sound so full of resentment?
When he got angry, everything got worse. Before she could understand what was happening, a deep, paralyzing shudder erupted from her body, spreading inexplicably throughout her limbs. She was so overwhelmed by his ill-intentioned gesture that she couldn't speak. She only heard him, from above, good-temperedly following up with, "That dog also said you lied to me about everything. You pretended to be weak, hurt, loved me, and pitiful."
She bit her lips, leaned her forehead weakly against his neck, and wrinkled his collar with her hands.
It was another form of punishment he had created himself.
"yes."
He could no longer tolerate it and curled his knuckles in hatred.
Her expression gradually brightened up again, and she pressed herself against his chin, like a flower that had bloomed in water, gorgeous and sad, unable to control herself.
He liked this way. This way, she would obey.
He remained silent for a long time, concentrating on plotting revenge on her. No matter how hard Nan Qiong Shuang tried to concentrate, she felt something was wrong and tilted her neck back, opening her half-closed eyes.
She actually saw him, his eyes burning, gazing at her with infatuation.
That look can be called infatuation.
In the chaos, she had a flash of enlightenment.
He loved her vulnerability at times like this.
He loves her obedience, and she loves him so much that she can't live without him.
Only then did she finally understand why he particularly preferred this method.
He loved having control over her.
He was born with a strong desire for control, but he was too gentle and easy to talk to in the past, so he hid everything under the mask of a modest gentleman, which even a shrewd person like her could hardly detect.
In reality, even when he said he'd let go, he never really did. Having been in charge of the entire mountain since his youth, he was accustomed to overseeing everything, taking responsibility for everything, and enjoying keeping everything under control. No matter how polite and humble he was, he would eventually take over everything without a murmur, leaving the final say to him.
He likes to control, but also likes to give. So, he gives while grinding.
The moment Nan Qiong Shuang figured it out, she immediately found it extremely interesting.
Gu Huaijin, who used to be so dignified, actually had such thoughts.
No wonder he loved this kind of punishment. No wonder he called her "Good Girl." No wonder he threatened her while doting on her.
He was used to it and at peace with it only when he could provide for it and control it at the same time. He had always been this kind of person.
But.
Nan Qiongshuang suppressed the surging passion in her head, and turned his face away blankly, forcing him to look at her.
How could he know that she was just fine and just fell for this?
Buy this, and only buy this.
She likes to control, and she also likes to be controlled. She likes to dominate others, and she also likes to be dominated. If someone is powerless to resist her, like Li Ya, she will find it boring after conquering him, and will throw him away after playing with him for a while. If someone just controls her - she will not let others control her, it will be a life-or-death struggle.
How did he know she liked this trick?
If he didn't know.
Gu Huaijin, they are a perfect match.
Gu Huaijin had no idea what she was thinking, but he felt relieved when he saw her looking at him solemnly, fascinated and intoxicated, as if she had never known him before.
He smiled a little sincerely: "What are you doing? Look at me."
Before he got an answer, his expression suddenly froze.
Nan Qiong Shuang smiled, holding his face with one hand and touching her nose with it, and with the other hand she slowly untied his jade belt, pushed aside his clothes, and tightened her fingers.
Gu Huaijin immediately let out a nervous breath, straightened his back, looked at her, and felt suffocated and unable to breathe.
Nan Qiong Shuang touched his cracked lips with a smile, feeling satisfied and distressed.
It was really a gift from God to her.
If she guessed right.
People like him wouldn't be satisfied with just being in control.
She half-closed her eyes, a strange light in them, tilted her head, and kissed him from the side of his lips, stopping at his Adam's apple, and whispered four words:
"Huaijin, be good."
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