81. Charm
After listening to the past stories between the two, Yun Zhihe was silent for a long time and touched Xuanyuan Ying's hair.
She said nothing, leaving Xuanyuan Ying alone with his eyes lowered, his hair covering his tears, which then flowed down his handsome face.
The raindrops hit Yun Zhihe's hands.
She squeezed it lightly, then released it.
Finally, he sighed softly.
Xuanyuan Ying told Lou Zhi in a hoarse voice, "If I had… if I had arranged a marriage between you and Deng Erniang, you wouldn't have… suffered that torture… I…"
Lou Zhi paused and interrupted him again, looking a little confused.
"Deng Erniang, who is that?"
Xuanyuan Ying was stunned for a moment before speaking, "The person who loved you back then was the one who always secretly looked at your wife."
“…I don’t know him.”
He was just like that, standing in the world indifferently, never touched by anyone.
Lou Zhi said, "Besides, I don't need you to grant me a marriage."
His long eyelashes covered his dark pupils, and he lowered his eyes to look at his rough hands.
"You don't know that Xiao Qi Niang is a beast in human form, and I don't know who Deng Er Niang is. You are still the same, and I don't like you."
"You stubbornly give me things you think are good, but you don't know whether I am happy or not."
Lou Zhi walked forward and paused. At this time, he was standing, and Xuanyuan Ying was sitting on a chair. It was rare for the two of them to be in such a relationship. Lou Zhi looked down at him, as if he was superior to him.
He gently patted Xuanyuan Ying's trembling back.
“…It’s okay.”
"I don't care."
Then he took the imperial edict to go to the border and turned to leave.
Lou Zhi's life has been dull, but he also hopes for a life that is not dull.
The woman walking on the moon is the most beautiful color in his heart, and the young Xuanyuan Ying, who leans down and reaches out his hand to the humble him, is another, the only two beautiful colors in his life.
It's ridiculous.
He never received any warmth in his life, but just this little warmth made him recall the sufferings of his life.
Lou Zhi's departure was calm.
Xuanyuan Ying looked dazed.
Yun Zhihe didn't know what to say, so he could only stubbornly focus on Qin Duan's words.
Digging into the past, Qin Duan sent Yuan Ziluo to investigate Lou Zhi, but he just wanted to find out the truth about the marriage and instigate Lou Zhi to rebel.
...Based on Qin Duan's frank words in asking her to investigate Xuanyuan Ying, even if he failed to successfully persuade Lou Zhi to rebel, he would use this incident to make Yun Zhihe feel resentful towards Xuanyuan Ying.
Yun Zhihe paused.
Xuanyuan Ying hugged her and said in a trembling voice, "Do you think I'm selfish and disgusting... I know, I know, but don't go... Please..."
For some reason, his mood swings have been particularly severe these days, and he's been breathing rapidly.
The arrogant and cold emperor, who rarely cried since he was young, was now crying and begging for mercy. His cold eyes were red and moist, with a thin mist.
The tip of the nose is red, which is particularly pitiful.
Yun Zhihe raised his hand and wiped away his tears.
“…Stop crying.”
She paused, her voice hoarse, "It's hard for me to judge the matter between you and General Lou. I just... the eldest prince is secretly investigating General Lou, and I'm afraid he's trying to turn him against you because of this matter."
Xuanyuan Ying lowered her head, her hair covering her face, and nodded gently. Her sobs had gradually subsided, and she deliberately steadied her voice.
"...I know what Qin Duan is thinking."
Yun Zhihe also nodded, and the atmosphere between the two gradually became silent again. The gloomy atmosphere was broken when Eunuch Li came to knock on the door cautiously.
"Your Majesty, Lord Chen requests an audience."
The two of them stayed here for a long time. Xuanyuan Ying had not finished reviewing the memorial yet, and there were still state affairs to discuss. Yun Zhihe stood up, bowed to him and was about to leave.
Xuanyuan Ying stammered slightly, but in the end said nothing. He looked at Yun Zhihe, then lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Before he nodded, Yun Zhihe suddenly walked up to him, hugged his neck, and kissed him.
The girl's lips were hot. Xuanyuan Ying was stunned for a moment, but he closed his eyes. The pain in his heart caused by anxiety suddenly disappeared. He kissed her almost greedily, their breaths entangled with hers, with a determination to fight to the death and a madness and cruelty.
Yun Zhihe felt his teeth becoming sharper and stronger. After a pause, he loosened his lips, and a sweet and fishy taste came from the corners of his lips.
She felt the sharp pain on her lips, and her fingertips touched the corner of her lips, with a trace of blood. Yun Zhihe wiped the blood away and looked at Xuanyuan Yingdan's rosy lips with the blood from her biting. Combined with his pale and cold face, it was particularly thrilling.
She wanted to reach out and wipe it off for him, but she saw him stretch out his wet red tongue to lick away the blood, his eyes dark and filled with suppressed love.
He looked up at her, and in an instant, ripples appeared in his heart.
Yun Zhihe let out a soft cry, the tips of his ears turned a little red, but he lowered his head and left.
Only Xuanyuan Ying's Adam's apple trembled slightly as he lowered his eyes, with the dense residual touch on his lips, and... her, fishy and sweet blood.
...When Lord Chen entered the room, he saw Xuanyuan Ying sitting on a chair, looking at the documents with an indifferent expression, but his lips were rosy and his eyes were slightly red.
Maybe... she's wearing makeup?
Lord Chen concealed his doubts and felt that the emperor's temperament was inexplicably bewitching at this moment.
Although Your Majesty is a man, he rarely wears makeup. His face is stunning even without makeup. Perhaps he put on rouge on a whim.
Although he was thinking this in his heart, he still handed over the memorial and spoke with a frown.
"Your Majesty... General Lou is guarding the Beidi area, but according to informants, the barbarians are currently in turmoil, so it's best to be cautious..."
"I……"
Xuanyuan Ying nodded, and just as he was about to say something, he uttered a word, but he found that his voice was particularly hoarse and magnetic due to the passionate kiss just now. He paused, still did not speak, and looked up at Lord Chen.
Lady Chen was a little bewildered. She saw that His Majesty, who usually wore a serious and arrogant face, was now looking at her coldly, with a somewhat indifferent look.
This, what's going on?
She was a little frightened. Although she had always supported Queen Mother Cheng and had an impatient temper, she was at least sensible, knew the relationship between the monarch and his subjects, and knew right from wrong. Queen Mother Cheng's downfall did not affect her too much, and she was only demoted.
But...hadn't I already been punished? Why was he staring at me like that? Was there something else wrong?
Lord Chen's face remained expressionless, but he seemed uneasy in his heart, thinking over and over again about what he had done in the past few days.
What is it...
Is there anything wrong with what you just said?
These past few days were just like before, submitting petitions, then arguing with the old women in the court, and then scolding his unfilial son after leaving the court...
Could it be that His Majesty knew about the fact that I glared at that yellow-haired girl Yun Zhihe a few days ago?
No way...right?
Although His Majesty protects her, he wouldn't punish her for just glaring at her.
Lord Chen's brows were twitching wildly.
Just when she went out, she met Yun Zhihe, the yellow-haired girl. She kept her head down and didn't look at her, as if she was guilty.
Could it be that this shameless girl exaggerated the complaint?
She was demoted a few days ago for supporting Queen Mother Cheng. If that girl continued to gossip, she might be demoted even further.
Do you want to admit your mistake?
But she really hated Yun Zhihe.
...Admit your mistake?
But she really hated Yun Zhihe.
Or should we just admit our mistake?
But she really hates Yun Zhihe.
Lord Chen's face looked grim. He gritted his teeth, looked up reluctantly at Xuanyuan Ying, and asked with a trembling voice.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Xuanyuan Ying paused, raised his hand to interrupt her, and frowned slightly, meaning that she should leave quickly.
Lord Chen understood the gesture of his raised hand and immediately bowed and left, as if if he stayed for another second, an evil ghost would tear her apart and eat her.
As for Xuanyuan Ying, he narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched her hurriedly leaving.
Did he lose his composure just now?
Why... did he leave as if he had seen a flood or a beast?
Yun Zhihe lowered her head and left not because of Lord Chen... but because her lips were bitten by Xuanyuan Ying and were red, swollen and bleeding.
If someone were to meet him at the door of the imperial study, there would probably be a lot of criticism.
On her way out of the palace, she tried to keep her head down and cover her mouth so that no one could see her. Fortunately, there were few people on this road today. She was about to reach the palace gate, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly heard a sound.
"Madam Yun?"
With a somewhat low and magnetic smile.
Yun Zhihe paused. The voice sounded like... Mo Beise.
Mo Beise raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Zhihe's back, then walked slowly forward and asked in a hoarse voice.
"What? Why doesn't Madam Yun turn around and look at Bei Se?"
"Beise's injuries have healed, and she's been... especially beautiful these days..."
He smiled and leaned close to Yun Zhihe's back, his fingertips gently touching the back of her neck, laughing softly.
Yun Zhihe's body suddenly stiffened, and she shivered to avoid Mo Beise's approach.
Mo Beise also knew that she didn't like being touched, so he shrugged indifferently and sighed softly, "You don't understand romance..."
Before he could finish his words, his expression suddenly froze, and in just a moment, the smile was replaced by gloom.
He walked forward, pinched Yun Zhihe's shoulders, frowned and looked at Yun Zhihe's swollen and bitten lips.
"Madam Yun."
He sneered, and although it was clearly a smile, his expression was cold and there was no trace of joy.
"You abandoned Bei Se's body, so what despicable person is having an affair with you?"
"Why, Bei Se's looks and figure can't compare to his?"
His breathing became more and more rapid, but he held it in and smiled at him.
"Let Bei Se guess, which vixen has bewitched you? Is it that most beautiful young eunuch in the Palace of Heavenly Purity? Bei Se says, she dresses so flamboyantly every day to attract your attention. Or is it that male official who often accompanies you... the way he looks at you is not right. Or is it that Second Prince's brainless and fierce husband?"
He guessed more and more excitedly, but his expression became more and more gloomy.
Mo Beise took a deep breath, his eyes reddened, "If you like the brainless Second Prince, you might as well be with Beise."
"At least..." He reached out and touched the teeth marks on Yun Zhihe's lips, his eyes dark and complicated, "Beise won't bite you."
His voice became deeper and deeper, and then he leaned in, wanting to kiss me.
Yun Zhihe pushed him away suddenly.
One, two...all crazy.
Warm words, clear bamboo, the color of the northern desert...
Yun Zhihe frowned, probably with a hint of anger, and sneered, "Your Highness, please find someone else. I'll take my leave now."
She was talking about the night when he asked her to have him as a surrogate mother and bear a child for her.
Then turned and left.
It is rare that someone with her personality would secretly say that someone is promiscuous.
Mo Beise did not chase after him. Instead, he stood there looking at Yun Zhihe's back, curling the corners of his lips bitterly and laughing at himself.
It’s still the same sentence, but it’s lingering and full of bitter grievance.
"You're really...unromantic."
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