Chapter 83 [83] Burning fire, scorching desire.
【83】/First release
Yun Ran stared at the man's outstretched arms, stunned for a moment, then blushed and glared at him, "I didn't mean 'touch' like that!"
Sima Jing: "What does that mean?"
Yun Ran: "...It means exactly what it says."
"I mean that literally."
Sima Jing gave her a sidelong glance: "What are you thinking about?"
Yun Ran: “……?”
Was he trying to turn the tables, or did she really misunderstand him?
Before she could think about it, Sima Jing said, "Come here. It's tiring to hold your hands up."
Yun Ran wanted to say, "If you're tired, just let it go," but when her eyes met the man's jade-like face, she couldn't resist the longing and worry in her heart and walked over.
"Just hug, don't do anything else."
As soon as the warning was spoken, his wrist was grabbed and the next moment he was pulled into a familiar embrace.
She fell into the man's arms, was stunned for a moment, then raised her hands to hug the thin waist, gently rested her face on his arms, and closed her eyes.
After half a year, they hugged each other again. He smelled the familiar elegant fragrance and felt the familiar heartbeat. For some reason, Yun Ran felt a sore nose and wanted to cry.
She didn't cry, but just hugged the person in front of her tightly.
Sima Jing also felt this, and lowered his eyes to look at the little girl in his arms with her eyes closed and red at the corners of her eyes.
It's like a young swallow that has finally returned to its nest, full of admiration and dependence.
My heart couldn't help but feel soft and hot.
He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head with his thin lips: "Why are you crying? Isn't this all good?"
Yun Ran still had his eyes closed, mumbling in a muffled voice, "Who's crying? I'm not crying."
"Okay, I was wrong."
Sima Jing said: "My wife is the bravest. She traveled thousands of miles to find her husband with a strong will, shedding blood but not tears."
As he spoke, he placed another light kiss on her forehead.
No lust, just pure joy.
Yun Ran's eyelashes trembled twice, but he did not refute.
She likes this kind of tenderness now.
Even though the two of them were just hugging with their clothes intact, she felt that there had never been a moment as intimate as this one.
It was as if I had truly become one with him, heart to heart, affection to affection.
All kinds of emotions surged in her heart, and she felt that now was the best opportunity to say that sentence -
"Your Highness."
She let go of his hand, sat up from Sima Jing's arms, and tilted her head slightly: "I have something to tell you."
Sima Jing hadn't hugged her enough.
But seeing her serious expression, he straightened his face and frowned, "What?"
Yun Ran took a deep breath, silently clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, her dark eyes bright: "I..."
After she said a word, her face started to burn.
Ah, why is she so shy!
Hasn't this been said many times before?
"I...I like you!"
The words were as hot as her lips, she finished them quickly, her face flushed and she threw herself into Sima Jing's arms.
Blushing, heart pounding, toes clenching, oh my god, she actually said it!
Sima Jing frowned and looked at the little girl in his arms with red ears and curled up like a quail in confusion.
It's just a simple word of love, why are you so shy?
She wasn't like this before.
Could it be that we have been apart for too long, are homesick, and have become estranged from each other?
After a moment's silence, he patted her back and whispered, "Yeah, me too."
The slender back under the palm was slightly startled.
After a while, Yun Ran raised her head, her face flushed, and her dark eyes revealed a hint of disappointment: "That's it?"
Sima Jing: “……?”
Yun Ran: "I already told you that I like you! Why are you reacting like this?"
Sima Jing: "Or not?"
Seeing that the man in front of her had a calm and composed expression, without any of the joy she had expected, Yun Ran suddenly felt powerless, as if she was throwing a wink at a blind man.
"Otherwise you'll be fine!"
She said angrily, struggled to get up, and pushed him away: "I don't want to like you anymore."
Wood, big wood!
Sima Jing was puzzled to see that she suddenly became angry, but how could she let go so easily after finally hugging the soft body he had been thinking about for many days?
"I already said I like you, how can you go back on your word and play with other people's feelings?"
Sima Jing pulled her back into his arms. Seeing that she was about to stand up, he took a breath and said, "Hiss."
As expected, his usually kindhearted princess panicked and said quickly, "Did you hit the wound? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Please let me take a look, please don't let it split open..."
Yun Ran reached out to pull the man's collar.
But before she could pull away, her slender wrist was strangled.
She looked up and saw the man looking at her seriously: "You can't show your body to others casually. If you see it, you must be responsible for me to the end."
Yun Ran was so concerned about his wound that she couldn't help but glare at him when she saw him joking with her: "I've seen it eight hundred times before. I've touched it, I've bitten it. Why didn't you stop me then?"
As he said that, he was about to pull it.
Sima Jing stopped him again: "The past is the past. Now you say you don't like me anymore. If I show it to you again, wouldn't that be a waste of my love?"
Yun Ran: “…”
Although Yun Ran knew that he said this on purpose, his expression of fear that he had entrusted the wrong person still left him at a loss.
"Okay, I like you, I still like you, that's all right!"
She said, "Seriously, let me see it."
Sima Jing no longer tried to stop her, but let go and leaned towards the pillow, ready to be picked.
The moment Yun Ran tore open his clothes, he suddenly felt like a bandit who had robbed men.
But when she saw the tightly wrapped white bandage on the man's shoulder, she immediately put aside her distracting thoughts and became serious: "Is the wound scabbed? How many times a day do you change the bandage? When is the next time?"
Sima Jing looked at her with eyes full of concern, his brows softening. "It's just a minor injury. The doctor said I can remove the gauze after changing the medicine for three days."
Yun Ran pursed her lips and said nothing, just staring at his wound.
That gaze seemed to want to see through the gauze and see his injuries clearly.
Sima Jing raised his hand and turned her face away: "It's really okay, this injury is nothing."
After a pause, he said, "Speaking of which, it was thanks to you that I was able to escape danger this time."
Yun Ran was slightly startled: "What does this have to do with me?"
Sima Jing: "If it weren't for your kindness at Mount Li, Geng Dong wouldn't have risked his life to protect me. If he hadn't pushed me this time, despite the stray arrows, I would have been injured more than just my shoulder."
Yun Ran thought about how Geng Dong spoke briefly about what happened that day, and how he didn't try to take credit for it. In addition, he had been guarding Sima Jing closely for the past few days, so he felt even more favorable towards Geng Dong.
"He is the captain of your guard. Even if he doesn't have the same favor as I do to the Yang family, he will still protect you by fulfilling his duties."
Yun Ran didn't want to steal the credit, so he reached out and pulled Sima Jing's collar down again. While checking for any other injuries, he said, "When we get back to Chang'an, you can give him a promotion and I'll give him some money. You have to thank him well."
Sima Jing hummed calmly, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "I have a shoulder injury and cannot move easily. If you want tonight, you have to sit on it yourself."
Yun Ran paused, then realized what he meant and looked at him in disbelief: "Who, who thought of that!"
Sima Jing glanced at her calmly and said, "You're about to take off my shirt."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once he did, Yun Ran suddenly realized that half of Sima Jing's sleeve had been torn off by her, and the remaining half was hanging on his shoulder, about to fall.
In the dim candlelight, the man's scarred and muscular chest was almost completely exposed before his eyes.
Yun Ran's heart suddenly beat faster.
"That's not what I meant. I just wanted to see if you had any other injuries..."
Her face flushed red as she hurried to gather Sima Jing's clothes, unable to help but mutter under her breath, "You're not serious yourself, so don't think others are too. I'm not that kind of person."
Before her clothes were gathered up, the man suddenly raised his long arms and took her into his arms again.
This time, without the protection of clothes, Yun Ran's face was directly pressed against that solid and hot chest.
Their flesh touched each other, and they were so warm that her face suddenly became hot.
"Let me go..." She reached out to push, but considering the wound, she didn't dare to use too much force.
The man saw that she was soft-hearted, so he simply bent down, hooked her legs, and carried her directly to the bed.
Yun Ran was stunned.
He is still injured, how can he do this?
But before she could remind herself, two long fingers pinched her lower jaw. Yun Ran raised her face with the force, and the next moment she met the man's dark and burning black eyes.
Those eyes were filled with scorching fire and burning desire.
Yun Ran's heartbeat quickened. She placed her hands on the man's chest, her eyes dodging. "No, no..."
Sima Jing's slender fingertips slowly caressed the shape of her lips, and he slowly lowered his head towards her face, his voice becoming increasingly hoarse: "Why not?"
Yun Ran seemed to be captivated by his enchanting gaze. His mind went blank and his voice tightened: "You are still injured..."
"But I miss Ranran very much."
The man lowered his head and placed a kiss on her lips like a dragonfly touching the water, then pressed his lips against the corner of her lips, as if he was asking for help, but also as if he was deliberately coaxing her: "Don't you miss me at all, Ranran?"
The early summer night was cool, but with the curtains half drawn, the two of them snuggled up together, body to body, face to face, and the air around them seemed to become stuffy.
Yun Ran felt that she was about to be melted by Sima Jing's breath, and every word he said into her ears seemed to carry a heat that was enough to burn everything.
She seemed to have become the scholar in the storybook who was seduced by mountain spirits and ghosts.
The fairy asked her, "Don't you want to?"
Her cultivation was too shallow, her mind was unstable, and she just followed his lead without thinking: "I want to..."
"I'm sure I'll miss you."
She looked at the sharp and beautiful face in front of her and couldn't help but reach out to touch it: "I said I like you, how could I not miss you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the big hand around his waist suddenly tightened.
Before Yun Ran could frown and complain, his lips were firmly blocked.
"Um... Sima..."
Just after uttering two notes, her lips and tongue were forcefully seized by the man.
Too fierce.
The storm came suddenly and uncontrollably.
In a short while, Yun Ran completely exhausted her strength and leaned softly on the man's chest, tilting her head back, holding her face, and letting him greedily take her saliva.
After a long time, Yun Ran felt the root of her tongue was numb and her lips were slightly burning. She reached out and patted his chest: "No... I can't do this anymore..."
I can't breathe.
Sima Jing ended this long-awaited kiss with reluctance, and looked at the person in his arms again.
Her black hair, as shiny as a ribbon, was half loose, her face was rosy, her eyes were sparkling, and her cherry lips, which were swollen from being kissed, were slightly open, a gorgeous crimson color. She was truly delicate and lovely.
My eyes moved down along the small jaw, and I saw that the dark blue summer shirt was slightly messy, revealing a small patch of plump and delicate white.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his hand couldn't help but cover it.
Yun Ran was breathing deeply and evenly when he suddenly felt his chest turn cold and hot. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
“You, you, you…”
She covered her mouth tightly with both hands, her wet eyes filled with shame and anger: "I told you, don't do anything stupid!"
Sima Jing's eyes were dark, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I've already kissed you."
"That's different."
Yun Ran blushed and said, "Kissing only requires moving your mouth, it won't tear the wound."
If you really do that, the movements will be too big and it will definitely get pulled.
She knew that he must have thought about it after being apart for so many days, but because of the wound, Yun Ran would never let him do anything wrong.
"Let's talk about it after your injury heals."
Yun Ran was too embarrassed to look at the scorching gaze, so he lowered his long feathery eyelashes. He pulled away the hand covering his chest and said righteously, "The news of your assassination has spread to Chang'an, causing panic among the people. The most urgent thing now is to heal your wounds and return to Chang'an as soon as possible. As for other matters..."
She whispered, "It's not too late to wait a few days."
Since we have reunited, is it possible that she will run away?
Seeing her resolute attitude, Sima Jing also considered her current weak body. Even if they really wanted to have sex, they would probably not be able to enjoy it to their heart's content. Moreover, this was someone else's house, which would be inconvenient.
Then he suppressed the thought of coaxing her to sit on it and just said, "Then you owe me two more times."
Yun Ran: "Ah?"
"It's summer now, and according to the rules, it's two summer days."
Sima Jing settled accounts with her: "Today is May 13th, a total of one hundred and seven days since we parted. March 19th officially marks the beginning of summer, so you owe me fifty-three spring days and fifty-four summer days. According to the rule of one spring and two summers, a total of one hundred and sixty-one times."
One hundred and sixty-first episode?!
Yun Ran's eyelids twitched again and again. She felt that these words were even more terrifying than someone telling her that she owed "one hundred and sixty thousand silvers".
"Who taught you to calculate like that? This is complete, complete... nonsense!"
Yun Ran firmly disagreed. She thought, "Come on, if she accepted it, would she be able to get out of bed in the second half of the year?"
Sima Jing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Defeating?"
"Whoever defaulted on the debt, it's obviously you who has a dark heart!"
Yun Ran snorted, turning around and getting out of bed: "I won't talk to you about these irrelevant things. It's getting late, you should rest by yourself."
Sima Jing frowned and pulled her back, "Where are you going?"
Yun Ran: "I'll go back to my room and rest."
She had been running around for days and had not dared to relax. Now that she saw that Sima Jing was fine, her heart relaxed, and her fatigue also surged up. She just wanted to fall into the comfortable big bed and have a sound sleep.
Sima Jing: "Sleep here."
Yun Ran: "No."
Sima Jing: “…”
"I'm thinking about you."
Yun Ran looked at him with a sincere gaze: "Anyway, we can't do that thing even if we sleep together until your injury is healed. If we still lie together, it will be so uncomfortable for you. Instead of that, it's better to sleep separately, which will also help you recover."
Speaking of this, Yun Ran suddenly understood why his third brother and his wife slept in separate rooms a while before the Spring Examination.
Probably to prevent the two from fooling around at night and interrupting important work?
Her thoughts wandered for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, the man pushed her onto the bed, took off her two red lotus embroidered shoes, and lowered the other half of the curtain.
"Sima Jing, you——"
Before she could finish her words, a quilt with a faint medicinal scent was wrapped around her, and her back was pressed against the man's solid and tall body: "Don't move."
He pinched the soft flesh on her waist gently, hugged her tightly from behind, and put his thin lips on her ear: "Don't tease me, and I won't touch you."
Yun Ran was held tightly by him, unable to move, her face burning with anger: "Who seduced you?"
It was obvious that he kissed and hugged her as soon as he touched her, not even giving her a chance to say a few serious words.
Sima Jing didn't want to have any serious conversation with her.
The first time I saw her, I just wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her hard.
Although he couldn't enjoy a hearty meal due to his injuries, holding her in his arms, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and feeling her soft body, somewhat eased his longing for her after being apart for so many days.
The summer night is quiet, the curtains are dim, and occasionally you can hear the chirping of insects outside the window.
"slowly."
A low call broke the silence between the bed curtains.
Yun Ran was almost falling asleep in his arms when she heard him calling her. Thinking he was not giving up, she couldn't help but be alert: "Huh?"
The man behind him didn't say anything for a long time.
Yun Ran felt baffled. He nudged his chest lightly with his elbow, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Stop talking. I'm really sleepy. I've been so busy traveling these days that I haven't had a good night's sleep..."
As she spoke, she yawned loudly and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
In a daze, the man behind her seemed to kiss her cheek.
“…Thank you.”
Thank you? Thank her?
Thank her for what?
I didn't have time to think at all, and my consciousness was completely taken over by intense fatigue.
Late at night, the world is quiet, insects are chirping and stars are sparse.
The young couple slept very soundly while snuggling together.
The next day, Yun Ran didn't wake up until noon.
Just as she was about to stretch her arms and legs, she realized that her legs were clamped and her waist was tightly grabbed, as if she was almost embedded in the man's body.
...No wonder she felt like she was being crushed under a mountain of stones last night.
She was complaining in her heart, but seeing that Sima Jing was still asleep, she didn't want to disturb him——
She carefully tried to pull her legs back from under the man.
Just as I moved, a voice, still hoarse from the morning, suddenly came from above my head: "Are you awake?"
Yun Ran was slightly startled and raised his head awkwardly: "Did I wake you up?"
Sima Jing: "No."
Looking at his wife's lazy and innocent fair face in the dimly lit tent, he couldn't help but lower his head and move closer: "I woke up earlier, but seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I went back to sleep too."
Yun Ran felt his warm breath approaching, and her shoulders and back couldn't help but straighten, and her neck shrank: "Then let's get up quickly, it's so bright outside, it must be getting late... Hmm!"
The earlobe was suddenly sucked.
Yun Ran shuddered: "Itchy, don't do this."
The voice of rejection still had a hint of languor in it because she had just woken up, and when it fell into the ears of the man who was in high spirits after waking up in the morning, it sounded like a coquettish tone of wanting to accept but also to reject.
She fell asleep very quickly last night, almost as soon as she touched the pillow, and Sima Jing couldn't bear to disturb her.
Now that I have had a good sleep, I have all the strength. Even if I can't make it to the end, I still want to ask for some interest.
"slowly."
He bit her earlobe, his thick eyelashes lowered to hide the desire in his eyes: "Help me."
Yun Ran's face flushed from his kiss, and when she heard these words out of the blue, combined with the feeling of being so close to each other, there was nothing she couldn't understand.
She closed her eyes and said vaguely, "Figure it out yourself."
Sima Jing: "I have a shoulder injury, so it's inconvenient."
Yun Ran: "...then can you bear with it for a while?"
"Can you bear it?"
As he spoke, the man's thin lips moved along her rosy cheek to her neck: "Ran Ran.
"Good Ranran."
Each low call was like a seductive spell whispered by a vixen in Yun Ran's ear, disturbing Yun Ran's spiritual mind.
never mind.
She took a deep breath, turned around, and bargained with him: "I can help you, but I have to offset it once."
Sima Jing: “…”
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yun Ran snorted inwardly. This penny-pinching and profiteer businessman really wouldn't take any loss!
Thinking of this, she suddenly had a bad idea and reached out to grab him.
I immediately heard a heavy breathing.
Having achieved his goal, Yun Ran let go and ran away.
But the man's hand grabbed hers before she could escape.
His palms were burning hot, and Yun Ran panicked for a moment. He whispered, "Let go."
Sima Jing bit the delicate flesh on her neck gently, his voice hoarse and angry: "Giving up halfway is not a good habit."
Yun Ran muttered, "Who told you not to agree?"
Sima Jing: “…”
After a while, he chuckled as if in compromise: "Okay, little profiteer, deal."
How dare he call her a profiteer?
Yun Ran was about to retort when the man's heavy body pressed down on her, causing her already loose collar to open.
Cover and bite.
I can no longer utter a complete sentence.
The bright sunlight casts shadows of bamboos outside the courtyard, creating a refreshing green.
In the main house in the backyard, Lu Lingzhen couldn't help but worry when she learned that the door of the bamboo garden had been tightly closed since last night at 10:00 p.m. until now, and no one had come out.
"You must be hungry after not being out for so long."
Lu Lingzhen looked at her husband, who was calmly drinking tea beside her and asked, "Should I go and ask, or should you?"
Yun Rui smiled and said, "My lady, you have read thousands of books, but you don't know that love is enough to satisfy your hunger. They have been separated for so long, and it is a matter of life and death. They must have a good talk."
Lu Lingzhen: "But it's already been eight hours. Ranran is so thin, and he only ate one bowl of rice last night. As for His Highness... he's still injured."
Although a short separation is better than a new marriage, it is not right to act recklessly when the wound has not healed yet.
Yun Rui thought about it and it made sense.
"Send a maid to bring them food and give them a reminder."
Yun Rui didn't plan to show up, nor did he plan to let Lu Lingzhen show up. It would be so embarrassing if they happened to see something.
Lu Lingzhen had obviously thought of this as well. A faint blush appeared on her fair face as she stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go tell the kitchen right away."
Just as he was about to reach the huanghuali screen, he heard the maid's voice from outside the room: "Second Master, Madam, a distinguished guest has arrived."
Lu Lingzhen paused and turned to look at Yun Rui.
Yun Rui immediately put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and straightened his collar and clothes.
The bamboo curtain outside the door was quickly raised by a maid, and with the sound of footsteps, a pair of beautiful women as beautiful as jade carved slowly walked out from behind an eight-foot-high screen.
"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you—"
"No need to be so polite, second brother and second sister-in-law."
Sima Jing, who had not left the Bamboo Garden for many days, was dressed in a black robe today, with a bamboo hairpin in his black hair. He looked completely different from the haggard and dying look he had when he first came to the garden.
After they exchanged greetings, he took Yun Ran's hand and sat down beside the couch.
Seeing that there were no outsiders in the room, he gestured for Yun Rui and his wife to take a seat, then lowered his eyes and said solemnly, "You came here now because I have something to discuss with you."
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