Chapter 51 [51] The moon is bright, but not plump...
【51】/First release
Yun Ran walked into the bedroom with heavy steps. Sima Jing was sitting in front of the piano table, tuning the strings.
The guqin has five notes: gong, shang, jue, zheng and yu. The clear sound is like the call of a phoenix in Kunshan. It sounds good no matter how you play it, not to mention that Sima Jing's guqin skills are not bad.
Yun Ran stood by the screen, listening quietly until the man stopped playing the zither. Then she looked up and asked, "What are you doing sneaking around like that?"
"Whoever is sneaking around is doing something sneaky. I always act in an open and honest manner."
Yun Ran curled her red lips and walked slowly over: "Why is Your Highness here? Didn't you move to Yingxuan Palace and want to be alone?"
Sima Jing naturally heard the "one" she emphasized deliberately, and his eyes fell on her snow-white and rosy face, and then moved down...
"You, you, you...where are you looking?!"
As soon as his eyes moved downwards, Yun Ran immediately covered her chest and glared at him with a red face: "Don't look!"
Sima Jing: “…”
I really didn't think about it that way just now.
Now, I think in that direction.
Looking at her rosy and bright cheeks, he thought of last night. Every time he kissed her, she trembled and let out a soft moan from her throat, like a cat's meow.
Unfortunately, the light between the bed curtains was pitch black, and I couldn't see her clearly.
But it should be beautiful.
"I told you not to look at it!"
Yun Ran saw that the man behind the piano table was still looking at her. Even though his eyes were fixed on her face, his gaze was as sharp as a substance, making her feel uncomfortable all over. "If you look at me again, I will... I will..."
What about her?
Yun Ran thought about it, but couldn't seem to find anything to threaten Sima Jing, so he simply walked up to him and covered his eyes.
It would have been better if he hadn't covered it up, because covering it up gave Sima Jing an opportunity to take advantage of it.
He raised his long arms and wrapped them around the young lady's slender waist, and then leaned his head forward and buried it in her plump breasts.
Yun Ran: “……!”
It's not even dark yet, and he's so shameless!
Fortunately, Sima Jing never asked palace maids to serve him, otherwise if someone saw her, she would really be too embarrassed to go out again.
"You...you go away!"
Yun Ran reached out to push him.
Sima Jing hadn't seen her for a whole day, and now that he had finally hugged her, how could he let go?
"You came here on your own."
The little girl was thin, with a round face and not plump.
But even through a thin coat, he could still feel the warmth and softness. Thinking of the smooth touch of kisses and bites last night, Sima Jing's throat couldn't help but tighten.
I didn’t understand why the poem called this “Jade Dew Balls” and “Congealed Fat Pastry” before. After experiencing it myself last night, I realized that what the poem described was not false.
Even worse.
It's as tender and soft as tofu, and I'm worried about kissing or biting it, but the vicious and ferocious nature in my bones makes me want to destroy and possess it...
So last night when she sobbed and called him a bastard, he didn't deny it.
A bastard indeed.
While doing terrible things to her, he was planning something a hundred times worse.
"Your Highness, don't be like this."
Yun Ran could clearly feel the man's heavy breathing, the hot breath could be felt even through her coat. She immediately surrendered: "I'll show you, you can look at it as much as you want. But let go for now, I've been playing outside for most of the day and I'm hungry."
Sima Jing also knew that this was not the right time.
Since there was still one night left, he did as he was told and let go of her hand.
As soon as the restraints around his waist were loosened, Yun Ran immediately jumped out a long way, his face flushed as he said, "You continue to play, I'll go out and serve the meal."
Without waiting for Sima Jing to speak, she ran away.
But no matter where Yun Ran escaped or how he delayed the time, when he lay in bed at night, he was still held in Sima Jing's arms, and kissed until his face was hot and he was panting.
But this time, when he felt his collar being opened and the head with thick black hair was about to fall down, Yun Ran covered his chest tightly.
"no!"
“…”
Sima Jing's breath was hot, his tall nose brushing against the delicate flesh of her neck, his voice hoarse as if there was a layer of sand in his throat: "Why?"
"How dare you ask!"
Yun Ran's panting voice was filled with shame and anger: "Are you born in the Year of the Dog? I got up this morning and you bit me all over! And you kissed me everywhere, here and there. Do you think I'm a drawing board?"
Sima Jing: “…”
It was dark last night and he didn't get a glimpse of what was going on.
I wanted to take a look when I woke up this morning, but I was already very angry in the morning, so I gave up the possibility of adding fuel to the fire and went to the bathroom.
Now, hearing her angry complaints, he propped himself up and said, "Let me see."
Yun Ran: “……!?”
How could he be so shameless now that he could say such words directly?
"No way!"
Yun Ran covered her chest and said righteously, "Can you show this to anyone?"
Sima Jing: “…”
We have already kissed each other, but you are not allowed to look.
"This place really can't be shown to others casually, but I'm not just anyone else, I'm your husband."
Sima Jing stood up and lifted half of the apricot yellow curtain with lotus patterns. The dim candlelight outside immediately shone in, also slightly illuminating Yun Ran's appearance.
On the embroidered mandarin duck pillow, the delicate young lady had her black hair flying in the wind, her underwear disheveled, her pair of black eyes sparkling with water from being kissed, her small cherry lips were even more rosy and slightly swollen. At this moment, her face was flushed, her hands covering her chest, with a look of unyielding determination.
Little did they know that this beauty was accompanied by a stubborn look, which made people even more aroused and unable to control themselves.
It was at this moment that Sima Jing realized that his self-control was not as strong as he had imagined.
Even though he knew he shouldn't, his gaze couldn't help but follow that slender, white neck down...
"I only look at the broken skin."
Sima Jing said hoarsely, "Don't touch it."
His voice was so hoarse that Yun Ran didn't believe it: "No, I've seen it myself. As long as you don't... stop doing this or that, it will be fine in two days."
As she spoke, her voice became softer and softer.
Sima Jing's eyes became darker.
Because he remembered how he felt last night, and he knew how to enjoy it.
"Okay, I have to go to the market tomorrow. If I don't sleep now, I won't be able to get up."
Yun Ran felt her tailbone numb from the man's dark yet fiery gaze. She quickly wrapped herself in the quilt and rolled inside. "I'm going to sleep now. Don't bother me anymore, or... or I won't kiss you tomorrow, and I won't sleep with you either."
Sima Jing couldn't help laughing when he saw her wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon in the blink of an eye.
Without even mentioning taking a look, he pulled down the curtain again and took the silkworm pupa into his arms.
Yun Ran thought that he still had evil intentions, so he struggled.
Her butt was patted, neither lightly nor heavily, and the man's clear voice rang in her ears: "It's just a quilt, and you've already wrapped it up. Do you want to freeze me to death?"
It turned out to be a quilt.
Even though she misunderstood him, how could he spank her!
"There's a quilt in the cupboard. Go get it. Why do you have to fight with me?"
Yun Ran grumbled, but still couldn't resist the force of his "breaking the cocoon" and gave him half of the quilt.
However, while rearranging the quilt, she pretended to "accidentally" kick the man's thigh to avenge his spanking.
Sima Jing scoffed at her, calling her "childish" in his heart, and stopped teasing her. He simply held her tightly in his arms and whispered, "Don't move again."
"Otherwise, I'll bite your skin somewhere else."
“……?!”
Damn Sima Jiu.
No, Sima dog!
Yun Ran secretly swore, "I will never let him kiss me again tomorrow," and thought spinelessly, "Don't say that, although this guy is a bit of a dog, his body like a furnace is indeed a treasure in winter," and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Hearing the little snoring in his arms, Sima Jing was a little envious of her sleep quality.
He kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes.
It’s a cold night and I’m having a sweet dream.
**
The next day, Yun Ran's daily routine finally returned to normal.
After getting up early for morning exercises, finishing their homework, and having breakfast, the two changed into ordinary clothes.
Sima Jing was wearing a dark blue robe with a silk sash tied around his waist. His black hair was fixed with a wooden hairpin. Around his waist was a fine cloth purse with a green background and snake pattern, which was the one Yun Ran had given him earlier.
Even with such a simple and plain dress, he couldn't hide his good looks, and he managed to exude an extraordinary and noble temperament.
Yun Ran couldn't help but sigh, "Your Highness, with your face, even if you just put on a sack, you'd still be a beauty among beggars, the best among beggars!"
Sima Jing: “…”
Look at Yun Ran's outfit today. She has a cute bun with a dragonfly-shaped gold hairpin inlaid with gems inserted diagonally on her head. She is wearing a lilac-colored cloud goose brocade long coat that perfectly outlines her petite and slender figure. Under the dark green skirt is a pair of finely crafted cloud-head brocade shoes with precious flower patterns.
——This was the most low-key dress and jewelry Yun Ran could find in the box.
Even so, one can tell at a glance that she is a wealthy young wife who has no worries about food and drink.
"Your Highness, is this okay with me?"
Yun Ran lifted her skirt with both hands and turned around. The dragonfly hairpin in her black temples trembled and danced with her movements, looking very graceful.
Sima Jing nodded: "Okay."
Yun Ran was relieved. Seeing that the sun had risen high outside, he did not delay any longer and pulled Sima Jing out.
In order to keep a low profile, the carriage waiting outside was also the most common carriage with green curtains.
Sima Jing never liked to be followed by anyone, so this time he went out with only Chang Chun and Qing Ling, a young eunuch who drove the carriage, and four secret guards.
When Queen Mother Zhao learned that they only brought four guards, she could no longer sit still.
"Isn't this ridiculous? Going out with only so few people, what if something happens?"
Queen Mother Zhao wanted to send more people, but Nanny Lan Gui quickly advised, "Has the Queen Mother forgotten what His Highness said last time? You mean well, but you have to be appreciated."
When Queen Dowager Zhao heard this, she also thought of the cold look on her youngest son's face when he confronted her two days ago.
I thought that this trip to the hot spring palace together would give us the opportunity to get closer and ease the relationship between mother and son.
Unexpectedly, things went against my wishes and made things worse.
"That's all."
Queen Dowager Zhao sighed deeply and sat down beside the couch, still worried. "The town is full of people of all kinds, crowded and noisy. Jing has always loved quiet and cleanliness. Wouldn't it be torture to go to a place like that? And Ranran, too. There are so many places to visit in the palace, why does he have to run outside? What if he runs into danger..."
Nanny Lan Gui knew that this was the shadow left by the Zhaode Rebellion of Queen Dowager Zhao.
She brewed a cup of strong Sun-Cast Snow Bud tea and offered it to him with both hands: "Your Majesty, the Great Jin of today is no longer the Great Jin of a decade ago. The rivers and seas are peaceful and tranquil. Moreover, Qingyan Town is at the foot of Mount Li, with the Imperial Guard stationed nearby. Who dares to tamper with this? Do you think your life is too long?"
"And from what I've observed these days, Your Highness, under the influence of the Princess, is no longer as aloof and withdrawn as he once was. You see, the Princess can now persuade Your Highness to go to the market. Given time, perhaps she can change Your Highness's mind and persuade him to stop secluded and live a normal life."
Queen Mother Zhao's originally furrowed brow slowly relaxed.
"If she really has that ability, it would be great."
It's worth it that I gave her this wealth and glory.
Just thinking about the confrontation between mother and son that day, Ajing still had that indifferent and nonchalant attitude towards life and death.
At most, he arranged a way out for the young lady from the Yun family in his will.
It can be seen that although the young lady of the Yun family has a place in his heart, she is not important enough to tie him down.
She said that she had to consummate the marriage and have a child as soon as possible.
Children are the soft spot and concern of their parents.
A wife can remarry after she dies, a husband can remarry after he dies, but the only difference is with children who are related by blood.
Look, it is obvious that the emperor regards his only prince as important as the apple of his eye.
"Ahhh—"
In the rumbling carriage, Yun Ran suddenly sneezed.
Sima Jing, who was sitting opposite her, frowned and handed her a plain white handkerchief: "Did you catch a cold?"
Yun Ran took the handkerchief and rubbed his nose, shaking his head and saying, "No, my nose just suddenly feels a little itchy. Maybe someone is thinking about me behind my back."
Sima Jing narrowed his eyes: "Miss you?"
Yun Ran: "Yes, Your Highness, haven't you heard that sneezing once means someone is thinking of you, sneezing twice means someone is scolding you, and sneezing three times means..."
Sima Jing: "It means you have caught a cold. You need to see a doctor."
Yun Ran: "No, three hits means someone is talking about you."
Sima Jing: “…”
Heresy.
Yun Ran: "Your Highness is silent. Are you scolding me for talking nonsense in your heart?"
Sima Jing's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at her.
Yun Ran had an expression that said, "I see right through you." "Hmph, don't disbelieve me. Some of the sayings passed down make sense. My master also said that everything in this world is the Tao, and everything is mysterious. And the more mysterious, the more mysterious it is, the door to all wonders."
Sima Jing remained silent, while Yun Ran opened up and shared with him the principles and insights she had gained from chanting scriptures.
Gradually, Sima Jing, who had been indifferent at the beginning, discovered that his young princess was not as simple and innocent as she looked.
Some of her insights and thoughts are more mature than her age, but they are not so mature that they appear materialistic.
He is knowledgeable but not worldly-wise, and he is experienced but still innocent.
No wonder she was able to obtain so many talismans from Taoist Master Ziqing, whom even the emperor was unable to invite, the first time she visited Xuandu Temple.
It seems that he has also caught the eye of Taoist Ziqing.
"Your Highness, why are you looking at me like that? Were you listening to what I just said?"
Seeing Sima Jing just staring at him without saying anything, Yun Ran couldn't help but mutter, "Forget it, since you don't like to hear this, I won't talk to you anymore. When I get back to Chang'an, I'll go talk to my brothers at Xuandu Temple."
It is not advisable to work in isolation. Only through more communication can we achieve excellence and improve our skills.
In the past, at Shuiyue Temple, if she encountered something she didn't understand, she could ask her master and senior sisters. But when she arrived in Chang'an, there were few people around her who could discuss the Dao with her.
My eldest brother Yunyi and my eldest sister-in-law Li Wanrong are well-read and have a wide range of interests, so they can talk about a few things.
The third brother was busy with the imperial examination and had no time to pay attention to her.
My third sister-in-law is free, but she worships both Buddha and Laojun. In her words, "I believe in whichever one is more effective."
As for the fourth brother Yunshang, when he mentioned Buddhism, he sneered at them as "a bunch of bald donkeys", and when he mentioned Taoism, he sneered at them as "a bunch of charlatans".
Later, for Yun Ran's sake, he only called him a bald donkey and stopped calling him a charlatan.
As for Sima Jing, they rarely communicated with each other in daily life, let alone talked about these things.
Yun Ran didn't care about this. Tao follows nature and the worst thing to do is to force things.
Just as she was about to look at the scenery outside the window, Sima Jing said, "I was thinking about what you just said."
Yun Ran was shocked: "Huh?"
Sima Jing: "That makes some sense."
Yun Ran was even more shocked and leaned towards him: "Do you really think so? Are you kidding me?"
"Why would I scare you?"
Sima Jing said calmly, "Every profession has its own specializations. You have studied Taoism for so many years, but I am an amateur in this area."
Yun Ran saw that he was serious and that he wasn't trying to fool her or flatter her, but was genuinely feeling that way. She couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "I can only show off my skills in front of you. I'm still a small fry in front of my fellow disciples, so I wouldn't dare act rashly."
But it is still very gratifying to be recognized by others.
With this happy mood, Yun Ran and Sima Jing came to Qingyan Town at the foot of Mount Li.
As the old saying goes, the New Year begins after Laba Festival, and the New Year atmosphere in Qingyan Town spreads through the streets and alleys.
In the relatively prosperous town, bright red lanterns were hung on the shops on both sides, and many people gathered in front of the sugar painting stalls. The amber syrup flowed through the hands of the vendors, and in the blink of an eye it turned into soaring dragons and silly rabbits.
A rich, salty aroma wafts from the bacon shop next door, with fat and lean meat strips hanging from the eaves. From the stage not far away, the sound of gongs and drums can be heard intermittently, mixed with the shouts of vendors and the laughter of passers-by, making it extremely lively and full of the flavor of the New Year.
Yun Ran held Sima Jing's hand and walked in the crowd: "Dian...Jiulang, follow me closely, don't get lost."
Sima Jing: “…”
Seeing her petite figure like a little fish swimming nimbly in the crowded crowd, he was silent for a moment, then reached out and held her in his arms.
Yun Ran looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Is hugging and kissing on the street too intimate?
Sima Jing: "There are too many people, it's crowded."
One thing he dislikes about crowds is physical contact with others.
But at this moment, he didn't want anyone else to touch her.
Even the corner of clothes is not allowed.
Yun Ran didn't think too much of it. She just thought Sima Jing was worried that she would be bumped into. It was rare for him to be so considerate. She also responded with a bright smile: "Jiulang, are you hungry? I'll treat you to some plum blossom cakes."
Sima Jing: "Don't call me that."
Yun Ran: "Then what should I call you? Sima Jiu?"
Sima Jing: "... either my husband or my lady is fine."
Yun Ran tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Then how about calling you husband? It sounds more intimate."
Sima Jing's eyes moved slightly, and he just nodded lightly.
Yun Ran had already seen the stall selling plum blossom cakes. This is a specialty of Jinling, but he didn't expect to come across it here.
"Boss, how much are your plum blossom cakes?"
"Hello, young lady. Plum cakes are three cents a piece, or two pieces are five cents."
The stall owner was a round-faced woman with a dark complexion. She lifted the lid of the steamer, and a white mist carrying the sweet aroma of glutinous rice filled the air. She smiled and asked, "How many pieces do you want, ma'am?"
Yun Ran took one look at the freshly baked plum blossom cake, with its crispy brown sugar crust and sprinkled with crushed peanuts, raisins, and red and green silk. Its shape resembled a plum blossom blooming in the snow, delicate and sweet. He pulled out twenty coins from his purse and said, "Give me eight pieces."
"Okay, wait a moment, my lady!"
The stall owner took the copper coins and packed them up immediately.
Sima Jing saw that the plum blossom cake was quite large and frowned slightly: "Why did you buy so many?"
"Two per person."
Yun Ran took the plum blossom cake handed to him by the stall owner, turned around and took half of it and gave it to Chang Chun and Qing Ling behind him: "Don't be polite, and don't refuse. I won't return the money I paid!"
Chang Chun and Qing Ling looked at each other in surprise and fear.
Qing Ling understood her master's temperament. Her mistress had often given her food in the past, so she raised her hand to take it: "Thank you, my lady."
Chang Chun looked at his own prince.
Although Sima Jing didn't like Yun Ran's behavior of saying that he was buying cakes but giving everyone a share, but... it was really embarrassing to argue with a eunuch and a maid over a piece of cake.
"Since it's a reward from the Madam, take it."
"Yes." Chang Chun hurriedly took it and thanked Yun Ran with a smile on his face.
Yun Ran smiled, picked up another piece of plum blossom cake with a bamboo stick, and brought it to Sima Jing: "Here, my husband, try it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it's cold."
Looking at the plum blossom cake handed to him, Sima Jing suddenly felt that her equal treatment was not unforgivable.
At least, she only fed him.
He leaned over and took a bite of the plum cake.
Yun Ran: “……?”
No, why did he just eat it directly? She meant for him to eat it himself.
But since he had already started eating, she didn't say much, just asked: "How is it?"
Sima Jing: "Not bad."
“Not bad means it’s delicious.”
Yun Ran also took a piece and started eating. The freshly baked cake was sweet, soft and chewy. "This tastes almost the same as the ones I had in Jiangnan."
After finishing a piece, she looked up at Sima Jing and said, "These snacks must be eaten immediately after purchase. The ones I packed for you to bring back home before were not as tasty, but you are in for a treat today!"
She patted her purse with a domineering look on her face and said, "Today is the market day. If you want to eat, drink, or buy anything, just go ahead and buy it. It's my treat!"
Don’t ask, the answer is that they are rich and have no shortage of money.
Seeing her smug look, Sima Jing raised his lips and said, "How can I be so embarrassed?"
Yun Ran waved his hand: "We are just friends, don't be polite."
After she married him, apart from anything else, she didn't have to worry about money at all.
After becoming a princess, she received an imperial decree and the court would pay her a monthly salary.
And because of her high rank, her monthly salary was even higher than that of her elder brother, which made her extremely happy.
No wonder that from ancient times to the present, the highest pursuit of wives of officials is to obtain imperial decrees.
This is not just a face-saving thing, but also real money that can be obtained.
Since the young lady was so generous, Sima Jing no longer refused.
Anyway, the keys to the palace are in her hands, and she can use all the money as she pleases.
For the rest of the journey, Yun Ran took Sima Jing to linger in front of various snack stalls, wishing he could try all the delicious food.
The four masters and servants never stopped eating along the way. They didn't even have lunch and were filled with all kinds of snacks.
After eating and drinking, they also visited silk shops, jewelry shops, and cosmetics shops. Although Chang'an City has everything, Yun Ran still found a lot of things.
Before they knew it, Chang Chun and Qing Ling's arms were full, and even Sima Jing was carrying several boxes.
Yun Ran was a little embarrassed: "Husband, let me take it."
The ones Sima Jing was holding in her hands were all bought by her for her mother, brother, third sister-in-law and the baby in her belly.
“No need.”
Sima Jing said calmly, "Just hold on to me tightly and don't lose me."
Yun Ran listened to these words and looked at the man's usually cold face, which was slightly flushed due to going to the market. Suddenly, she felt as if the noble and aloof immortal had finally stepped down from the shrine and had some human touch.
Compared to the cold, taciturn and lifeless prince in Chang'an City, Yun Ran prefers Sima Jing in front of him.
Make her feel that it would not be bad to spend her life with him like this.
Sima Jing caught the tenderness in the young lady's eyes, like the rippling spring water, and his throat suddenly tightened. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Yun Ran came back to his senses and smiled slyly: "Nothing, I just feel... very happy."
Happy?
Without waiting for Sima Jing to ask again, Yun Ran took his arm and said with a smile, "Come on, husband, let's go for a walk up ahead!"
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