Chapter 143 When will the Marquis return?



Chapter 143 When will the Marquis return?

Wen Ning was stunned when she saw the curtain of the carriage being slightly lifted from the inside by a slender and powerful hand with distinct joints.

The man, as heavy as a frost-covered mountain, revealed a profile that looked as if it was carved from cold jade.

Since they parted by the Qushui River during the Shangsi Festival, the two never met again.

The court was in a state of flux, and Xie Jinglan had to work extremely hard to turn the tide within a few months and force the prince's faction into such a situation.

Even at this moment, Wen Ning only caught a glimpse of his profile and could immediately feel the coldness and fatigue that was even worse than before, almost condensed into substance.

Then, a deep and familiar voice came out from the car.

"But we need to hire a carriage?"

As soon as Wen Ning stepped onto the carriage and the curtain fell, her wrist felt tight.

The next moment, she was pulled into a strong and warm embrace.

The clear and familiar scent of sandalwood instantly enveloped her tightly, invading all her senses.

She raised her face, and the tip of her nose almost touched his jaw.

"My Lord...did you collude with Sister Shu'er long ago?"

Xie Jinglan buried his face in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath, as if trying to draw some strength from her to keep going.

"Your Majesty forbade me to enter Prince Chen's Palace, but he didn't forbid me from waiting outside the palace for my Ning'er to fall into his trap."

There was a rare hint of loneliness in his tone, and he hugged her tighter, "Now it's so difficult to see you."

Wen Ning raised her hands to hold his face, stroking the new stubble on his chin with her fingertips, and kissed him without waiting for his reaction.

The moment their lips and teeth touched, she tasted a very slight bitterness on the tip of his tongue, like cold tea mixed with medicine powder.

In the past few months, he must have been tortured by the pain of the poison again and again. She couldn't imagine how he managed to survive.

She is his medicine, but why did he come to find her only today?

When I thought of this, I felt both pain and anger in my heart.

For the first time, she was like a cornered little beast, she put away all her gentleness and became ferocious.

Her pearly teeth bit his lower lip mercilessly, with a sense of punishment, and she refused to let go even after tasting the faint taste of rust, as if only through such a nearly barbaric way could she vent the heartache and fear that was about to drown her.

"Xie Jinglan..." Her voice was muffled, with a hint of tears in it, "Have you forgotten me?"

The man's hot palm pressed tightly against her lower back, pressing her towards him.

"Ning'er, I'm going to Cangwu... help me detoxify, okay?"

There was a barely perceptible trace of fatigue in his voice. He desperately needed to detoxify. He couldn't bear the pain of the poison for at least the next two months.

"Going to Cangwu?"

The Cangwu Pass has steep terrain, dense forests and deep swamps, and is filled with deadly poisonous miasma all year round. It is also a place where barbarians often appear!

Once you fall into danger, only one in ten can come back alive.

The thought of him taking the risk himself made her feel cold with fear.

"I'll go and beg Father! Can't you let someone else go? There are so many generals, why you?"

Xie Jinglan chuckled softly, rubbing the corners of her anxiously red eyes with his fingertips. "Silly Ning'er... As a general, it's your duty to defend the country. Besides, the imperial decree has already been issued. How can you just change it?"

"I will go with you! Shall I go with the Marquis?"

Wen Ning grabbed his collar, raised her face, and pleaded eagerly, her eyes sparkling with tears. "I can help you detoxify every day, and I'll never leave your side! Just let me make... make the most qualified 'detoxification pill', okay?"

She looked so delicate and wild, with such reckless courage, that she instantly made Xie Jinglan's cold and hard heart soften and turn into a pool of spring water.

His Adam's apple rolled and he almost drowned in her expression.

The man's arms tightened, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, taking away all the warmth.

"Silly Ning'er...what nonsense are you talking about? How could a commander bring a woman to the battlefield?"

How could he let her go to such a dangerous and cold place and be exposed to blood and miasma?

"Be good," the man took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions. He lowered his head and placed his hot lips next to her ear. "You don't have to follow me. Just... just give me a few days."

His lips caressed her earlobe, his breath hot. "Just for a few days... let me detoxify. Once I'm satisfied, that's enough."

"Xie Jinglan, let's get married!" Wen Ning said suddenly.

She didn't want to wait any longer. She didn't want him to be alone in the wind and rain, nor did she want to count the days and nights in emptiness.

Their meeting was an unexpected spark from the conspiracy, which has been burning all the way to this day, but the shadow of the conspiracy is still hovering over their heads.

She never understood why he, who was so powerful and experienced in the changing world, would fall in love with her alone.

He once said that if you can explain the reason for liking someone, it is not true liking.

But she felt that she might be able to get a glimpse of it.

This was probably because he had been forced to face life and death since he was very young, and had to deal with the most treacherous court struggles and conspiracies. Everything he saw and encountered was an interweaving of interests and careful planning.

And her appearance, to him, might be like a pure snowfield that has never been polluted by power struggles.

Initially, there was no conflict of interest between her and him. She simply, clumsily, and even with some resistance, broke into his world.

There was no calculation or flattery in the look she gave him, only the most genuine panic, curiosity, and later the uncontrollable heartbeat.

But now, she seemed to have dragged him deeper into the court disputes.

This was not her intention, but it happened because of her.

She straightened up, held his face in her hands, and looked into his eyes. "Marry me, Xie Jinglan. We don't need a sanctioned marriage. It's just the two of us, and heaven and earth are our witnesses... Okay?"

Fuyan Mountain, thatched house.

At this moment, I am gently wrapped in a lush sea of ​​flowers.

As the breeze blows, flowers of various colors sway gracefully, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

He had planted them one by one with his own hands.

From then on, no matter the season, there will always be seasonal flowers blooming as scheduled in this little world, and it will never be lonely.

"Is this...okay? If you mind..."

"I like it..." Wen Ning interrupted softly, her eyes sparkling with tears, "Ning'er likes it very much..."

There were no noisy guests, no royal ceremony, and no imperial decree granting the marriage.

There is only the heaven and earth as witnesses, the flowers as matchmakers, and each other in their eyes.

They both said in unison:

"The heavens and the earth, the sun, the moon, the stars, all bear witness."

"I thank Jinglan,"

"I'm Wen Ning,"

"Flowers are our betrothal gift, mountains and seas are our pledge. Today, the ceremony is complete, and we shall walk hand in hand together. For eternity, my heart will remain with you."

After a simple vow, he leaned over and kissed her lips tenderly.

The "detoxification" at this time is no longer the same as the initial detoxification which was simply to relieve the entanglement of the drug.

The man seemed to want to prepay countless days and nights of intimacy in the future, and he was insatiably demanding and possessing.

The shadows of flowers sway and the fragrance floats in the air.

Inside the small thatched cottage, only the boundless spring scenery and the bone-eroding throbbing were growing and spreading wildly.

One is strong and powerful, the other is soft and boneless.

She stretched her neck and sighed, "My Lord...when will you come back?"

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