Chapter 35 World 2 (11)
Yuwen Xuan remained silent upon hearing this. He looked up at Baoshan, who had her head lowered, her dark, cloud-like hair pulled back, revealing only a slender, white neck. The thin garment she wore, with a stiffer fabric at the collar instead of the softer gauze, now gathered outward, creating a narrow, deep gap between her neck and the garment, inviting the imagination.
Baoshan leaned towards Jinxiu, and although her expression could not be seen clearly due to her lowered head, her tilted toes and nervously clenched hands revealed her direction.
——She was worried about Jinxiu.
Yuwen Xuan easily deduced this conclusion, and inexplicably felt unhappy. This unhappiness made Yuwen Xuan frown, as he had never had the likes and dislikes of normal people.
But now he is unhappy because Baoshan favors Jinxiu and is afraid of him.
This sentiment made Yuwen Xuan dissatisfied, and he ultimately attributed his dissatisfaction to the fact that everything in the palace, including the treasured fan, belonged to him. How could he show a preference for someone else when it belonged to him?
"lay down."
Jinxiu stiffened slightly and placed the bamboo cage on the ground. Hundreds of fireflies fluttered about in the cage. The bamboo cage had small holes, no bigger than a grain of rice, just enough to let their light through. As soon as the cage was placed on the ground, a warm orange glow illuminated the vast open space.
Baoshan and Jinxiu both bowed their heads and wanted to leave.
Yuwen Xuan said quietly: "You stay."
Bao Shan paused slightly and raised her head timidly, only to see Yuwen Xuan looking at her unscrupulously. She quickly replied "yes".
As Jinxiu left, she looked towards Baoshan reluctantly. Baoshan was standing beside Yuwen Xuan, feeling uneasy. But she still raised her head and smiled at Jinxiu, indicating that she was fine.
This scene was extremely annoying to Yu Wenxuan.
He snorted coldly, the sound seemed to come from his chest, very dull.
He walked away, paying no attention to the precious fan behind him.
Baoshan hesitated for a moment, left the bamboo cage in the yard, and followed Yuwen Xuan into the bedroom.
As Bao Shan stepped into the room, a gust of wind blew, making the half-open door bang. Bao Shan had no choice but to close the door, and the disturbing noise disappeared completely.
There was no light outside, and the room was also pitch black. You couldn't see your hand in front of you. This was probably what it looked like.
Baoshan raised her face slightly, and after a moment of darkness, she gradually distinguished the positions of various objects in the room, and Yuwen Xuan was standing in front of her right.
"Open."
When Yuwen Xuan saw the treasure fan enter the room, but the faint light did not come in with it, he gave an order.
Baoshan's face flushed when she heard this. She understood what Yuwen Xuan said, but she didn't bring the bamboo cage into the house. How could she "open" the bamboo cage and release the fireflies as instructed?
After a while, the sound of the treasure fan trembling was heard.
"Your servant is so stupid... I forgot to bring in the bamboo cage..."
The room was dark and silent, and one couldn't make out Bao Shan's expression. But just by listening to her voice, one could guess that she was probably panicking and uneasy, trying at a loss to make up for her mistake.
"Let me light the candles in the room first."
Baoshan groped and took steps towards the candlestick.
Such a dark and deep scene really makes people feel panic.
She seemed to have something wrong with her feet, and after taking a few steps, she made a noise.
Even though Baoshan tried to hold it back, a faint moan of pain still escaped from her lips.
It was just like a small animal in a hunting ground that had strayed into a trap. After falling into danger, the hunter stuck his head out to check. The small animal still stared at it with its eyes wide open in ignorance, and made pitiful whimpers for help.
This pitch-black scene was commonplace to Yuwen Xuan, who was already accustomed to identifying objects and sounds in the dark. He also saw Baoshan's current condition clearly—she was slumped on the ground, her thin clothes stained with dust.
Because I couldn't see the objects around me clearly, I could only grab things for support.
Perhaps she thought that everyone else was like her and could not see in the dark.
Therefore, Baoshan no longer pretended to be calm, but showed all his anxiety and helplessness.
Her eyes were full of tears, and her lips were almost bitten. She opened her lips and wanted to call for help, but as if she remembered something, her eyebrows furrowed and she closed her lips tightly.
Yu Wenxuan had sharp eyes and could vaguely make out the name she wanted to utter through her lips and teeth.
——Prince.
She was calling him.
But he seemed to be obstructed by something and did not shout out.
Bao Shan tried to stand up, but her legs were weak and she fell back to the ground.
Behind the treasure fan was a candlestick, which was now falling down precariously.
The candlestick just fell, bringing up a gust of wind. Baoshan raised his head, completely unaware of what was going to happen.
She didn't even blink, but her face was full of confusion, wondering where the breeze came from when the doors and windows were closed.
The candlestick did not fall on the beautiful face. Instead, it was caught by a big hand and then thrown heavily to the ground.
There was a "click" sound, and the precious fan seemed to be frightened. In such a dark environment, any small noise could make her nervous.
What's more, it was a silver candlestick and fell heavily to the ground.
Bao Shan grabbed the objects beside her at random. Her hands were extremely flustered, as if she had become a drowning person.
Anything would be fine, as long as she could grab a support and rely on it at this moment.
She finally found support.
Baoshan didn't have time to think about it. There was no object here just now, so how could it suddenly appear now?
The object was so tight and large that she could hardly close her hands.
The object was still warm, and it was transmitted to Baoshan's palm through the cloth.
Baoshan was cold. Although she had been reminded by the doorman, she had not been in Yuwen Xuan's bedroom for a moment before she saw Yuwen Xuan.
But it was late at night and the dew was heavy. She was wearing thin clothes, and the cold air was still sticking to her body and had not yet faded.
The warmth of her palm made her unable to help but move closer, and her palm slowly moved along the top of the object.
Not only was the object itself warm, but it also made a faint fluttering sound. Furthermore, it seemed to be growing exceptionally tall, like a towering tree whose top was impossible to reach.
Yuwen Xuan held the rebellious hand against him, and the treasured fan had already touched his legs all over through his robe. If he went up further... that was a forbidden area...
The veins on Yuwen Xuan's legs kept throbbing, and heat continued to emanate through the fabric.
The two hands placed on his legs were soft and weak, but closely connected, like feathers, gently stroking every inch of skin on his legs.
A voice filled with surging anger fell on Baoshan's head.
"Have you touched enough?"
Bao Shan withdrew his hand in panic, and subconsciously recalled the touch of his palm, the warmth like the warm sun, and the throbbing sound of his veins. For a moment, he seemed to understand something.
She actually blasphemed the prince...
This is so unruly. I'm afraid he will be severely tortured and then thrown out of the palace.
Bao Shan wanted to beg for mercy, but after hesitating for a while, he felt that he had fallen into the abyss and there was no chance of turning around.
When Yuwen Xuan saw her withdraw her hand, a look of misery appeared on his face and his brows furrowed slightly.
The next moment, Yuwen Xuan leaned down, grasped the slender waist with his big hands, and gently lifted up the precious fan that was lying limp on the ground.
As soon as Baoshan stood up, Yuwen Xuan immediately let go of his hand.
"Go get it."
Baoshan suppressed her tears and said "OK".
Her voice, already clear and trembling, was now tinged with sobs. Yet she didn't burst into tears, forcing herself to hold them back, pretending nothing was wrong. This only made her heart tremble, and she felt a surge of pity, wanting to hold her in her arms and caress her deeply.
Yuwen Xuan took out a fire starter from his bosom and handed it to Baoshan.
The fire starter seemed to be stained with Yu Wenxuan's breath, with a hint of warmth.
Baoshan held the fire starter in both hands and opened it, and the room instantly flashed with light.
She hurried to the yard, picked up the bamboo basket, brought it back into the house, and closed the door, completely shutting out the coolness of the yard.
Yuwen Xuan walked up to the faint light, lightly tiptoed, and opened the seal of the bamboo cage.
Hundreds of fireflies flew out from the seal, first one, then two, then three...
Tiny starlight spread throughout the house.
The precious fan let out a soft cry the moment the seal of the bamboo cage was opened.
After realizing that Yuwen Xuan did it on purpose, he gave up the idea of making amends.
Her eyes reflected the flickering light of fireflies, like round pearls, but the light was softer and warmer than that of pearls.
When she went to catch fireflies, she only felt tired and had no time to take a closer look at the beautiful soft lights.
At this time, hundreds of fireflies were flying in the house, most of them lingering around the precious fan.
Her eyes were gentle as she stretched out her hand, and a firefly landed on her palm.
Although the light of fireflies is beautiful, it cannot compare to the twinkling of stars in beautiful eyes.
Yuwen Xuan stared intently at a daring firefly that dared to stay on his shoulder. His eyes were cold and he was about to capture it.
Her delicate hands were half a step faster than him and she put the little thing in her palm.
Baoshan gave Yuwen Xuan a flattering smile.
She always knew how to soften people's hearts. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her smile seemed to be mixed with honey, but it was not sweet and seductive, but gentle and affectionate.
Yuwen Xuan felt that he was magnanimous and there was no need to be petty about a man and a bug.
The room was full of fireflies, and when the doors and windows were finally opened, they all flew into the yard.
Before Baoshan left, he got a piece of clothing from Yuwen Xuan.
He just said that the clothes were too worn out and asked her to take them out of the house and throw them away.
Baoshan touched the gold and silver threads on the clothes, and the fine fabric without any patches or cracks, and responded softly.
After Baoshan left, the guard saw that Yuwen Xuan's face was slightly stiff, so he walked forward and waited for instructions.
Yuwen Xuan raised his eyebrows, thinking of the chill of the night and the flickering fireflies, and gave orders aloud.
"If you want it to be vivid, go catch it yourself."
The guard thought for a moment and then understood what Yuwen Xuan meant.
He immediately went to look for Miss Deng, and happened to see Miss Deng returning home in carriage. As soon as he entered the house, he just wanted to rest quickly, but was stopped by the guards and reported.
"The prince has ordered that Miss Deng be quick-witted. Why not catch a hundred fireflies yourself?"
As for being caught, they would naturally be released. However, the guards would not say more to Miss Deng about this.
Miss Deng thought Yuwen Xuan liked the idea of fireflies lighting up the house, so she wanted to order her maid to catch some. However, the guards repeatedly reminded her that Miss Deng should go catch them herself, and that she had to do it the next day.
"Catching a hundred fireflies in one night? I still need to rest..."
The guard clasped his hands together.
"We will stay with Miss Deng and will immediately send them to His Majesty once we have captured them all."
With several pairs of eyes staring at her, Miss Deng could only endure her sleepiness and catch fireflies.
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