Chapter 105: Drunk and coaxing people
Xie Jinglan lowered his eyes, his phoenix eyes reflecting the candlelight, and he responded obediently, "Yeah."
After a moment of silence, Wen Ning finally said, "...then please speak, my Lord."
"good."
The man's eyes lit up. Although he felt that he was very drunk at the moment, he knew that he could not be confused.
He wanted to tell her the whole story of what had happened so long ago.
Xie Jinglan took a deep breath, his voice slightly hoarse from the alcohol.
"That day at Fuyan Mountain, a grand ceremony was held to offer sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth and to comfort the ancestors of the dynasty. The emperor personally attended, and all civil and military officials solemnly accompanied him. The scene was truly solemn.
I follow the emperor's carriage and shoulder the responsibility of protecting him. My every word and action is under the watchful eyes of everyone, so I dare not make even the slightest mistake.
But he never expected that at such a critical moment, someone would secretly plant such a dirty and vicious thing in him.
As soon as I felt the heat rising in my body, I knew I was being tricked.
At that time, most of the guests in the guest house were women from the harem. If I had gone back to the guest room, I could not guarantee that I would not lose my mind due to the effects of the medicine and do something inappropriate, which would have played into the hands of the person behind the scenes.
They only need to bring people in to catch me in bed, and then accuse me of "blasphemy and defilement of the palace" during this grand sacrificial ceremony.
At that time, not to mention the future and life, even the family's reputation will be ruined, and the reputation of the emperor may even be implicated.
I had no choice but to use my internal strength to suppress the surging effects of the medicine, and staggered to find a secluded path to hide in the thatched hut.
I just hope that this place is remote and I can rely on my own strength to get through this ordeal, and then I can make a plan after the effects of the drug wear off..."
The man's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes fell on the trembling eyelashes of the person in his arms, and a helpless laugh escaped from his throat, "Who would have thought that you would barge in at that time."
His large, bony hand gently grasped her curled fingertips and carefully brought the slender fingers to his lips. "That night... I was wrong, I was a jerk... Afterwards, I sent people to look for you for a long time.
Thinking that you were still a virgin that night, they asked them to search the homes of unmarried girls, but they never thought that you would get married later..."
When he said the last few words, his voice was so soft it sounded like a sigh, mixed with the smell of alcohol, and diffused in her hair, "Just by such a mistake, I made you suffer for more than two years."
After hearing what he said, Wen Ning burst into tears without warning.
She bit her lip and said nothing, only clenched her fists and hit his heart again and again with suppressed tears.
"Ugh...you bastard..."
“…It’s all your fault…”
"Wow...you always have so many reasons..."
But when my fist landed on his warm chest, the inappropriate warmth in my heart surged even more.
She was extremely angry, angry that he always used this kind of 'necessary' method to wrap her up in one whirlpool after another, from which she could not escape.
Xie Jinglan took it motionlessly, only raising his hand to stroke her back, again and again, with the utmost tenderness, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing.
The punches became lighter and lighter, until they were almost powerless resistance.
She suppressed her sobs in his arms, and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
The man's fingertips were warm as he gently wiped her wet cheek. His movements were gentle and didn't seem like the strength a warrior should have.
Then, his cool fingertips exerted a little force, pinched her chin, and forced her to look up at him.
Seeing her eyes blurred with tears, the corners of her eyes red, and her lips shining with tears, I felt my throat tighten.
A refreshing breath mixed with a hint of alcohol suddenly approached. Emotions surged in the man's eyes, and his voice was unnaturally low and hoarse, "Is it okay?"
Tears still hung on Wen Ning's eyelashes. Upon hearing this, she shook her head vigorously and sobbed as she broke free from his hand, "No..."
How could such a huge grievance and miss be easily covered up by his explanation and a little drunkenness?
She is not so easy to coax.
The man lowered his head at her tearful rejection, a very light laugh escaping his throat. He said softly, "Okay, then let's wait until Ning'er calms down."
Wen Ning was infuriated by his attitude and pushed him away. "Now that you've explained everything, my Lord, it's time to go!"
The man didn't move, but raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows hard. The spirit he had just maintained seemed to be gone in an instant, revealing real discomfort and fatigue.
His voice grew increasingly hoarse, and with a helpless wry smile, he said, "Ning'er... I'm really dizzy. Are you really willing to let me go in this state?"
He looked at her, a hint of sly weakness in his eyes. "Every year in the cold winter nights of the capital, there are more than one or two people who freeze to death on the streets due to drunkenness."
Wen Ning did hesitate when she heard this.
Seeing that he was very drunk at the moment, it didn't seem like he was pretending. The tragic incident of drunkards freezing to death in winter happened frequently in Beijing.
After all, she couldn't bear to do it, and was a little worried about letting him go back alone like this.
Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed again and again, and after several struggles, she finally let out a helpless sigh and said softly, "Forget it, my lord, you will rest here for a few hours. When you sober up, you must leave the palace before dawn and don't let others see you."
"good."
The man looked at her with drunken eyes, and tried to unbutton her collar with his fingertips, but he could never find the right button. After several attempts, he could only pull the collar open, revealing a small piece of her collarbone with a faint red tint.
Seeing her approaching, he stopped and made no more moves.
Wen Ning untied his jade belt and took off his coat. Just as her fingertips pushed the fabric off his shoulders, he leaned forward in his drunken state and almost took her whole body into his arms.
The two of them fell into the soft quilt together. The man's hot breath brushed against her neck. With a bit of chaotic joy, he murmured vaguely, "Ning'er, it's you... It's so good..."
His arms tightened, almost rubbing her into his bones and blood. He added with a sigh, "Ning'er, this marquis... loves you... loves you..."
In the silence, the heartbeat was particularly loud, as if it was going to burst through the chest.
Wen Ning stared at the handsome face so close to her, and gently raised her jade fingers to stroke his brow bone.
I didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence in the world.
He is actually Xibao's father...
Night gradually fell.
Xie Jinglan felt like his body was on fire, and his body temperature was incredibly hot.
He didn't sleep well, and he subconsciously tightened his arms, pulling the person closer to him.
Wen Ning initially felt comfortable resting in the scorching warmth, but not long after, she felt something pressing against her lower abdomen, with an unmistakable heat and presence.
She froze, knowing what it was.
She moved quietly, trying to get some distance.
But the man's arms were too tight, and the slightest struggle caused him to sigh. His hot breath swept across her ear, and the hard object there became clearer.
She bit her lip, frozen in his arms, caught in a dilemma, just hoping time would pass faster.
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