Chapter 124 Caught in the Act
Jiang Xianwan's steps were unsteady as she fled back to the inn. She stumbled and fell into her room, her skin involuntarily tensing up.
In the flickering candlelight, two handsome emperors, each holding a chess piece, gazed at her.
Their eager gazes froze in astonishment when they landed on those bright red, chapped lips.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
With one foot still stuck in the threshold, she felt a chill run down her spine as she faced two unfathomable gazes, unsure whether she should go in.
The two emperors stared at her blankly for a moment, then, in a daze and with tacit understanding, slowly lowered their eyes to look at the chessboard.
Yu Xiaobai, who was fast asleep on the table, heard the noise, sprang up, and plunged headfirst into Jiang Xianwan's arms.
She whipped him with her fishtail, sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face, "Why didn't you reply to the fish's message! Why! You bad woman!"
"Do you know how much the fish misses you! Do you know how long the fish has waited for you!"
"Where have you been again! Why are you so late coming back!"
"Waaaaah... I'm going to kill you, you little fish!"
Jiang Xianwan: "...I didn't see it."
This fish is such a chatterbox; she can send her a thousand messages a day using Emperor Yin's jade slip!
From morning till night, and until dawn, he didn't even break a sweat.
With just the two of them, it's like they're spamming the screen, and they can get all sorts of jade slips every day.
While wiping away the fish's tears, she gently stroked its little corner to comfort it, acting as if nothing had happened, and said to Yun Weize, "Weren't you not coming?"
Yun Weize gently raised his eyes, glancing over her lips and the faint teeth marks between her black hair at the side of her neck, then lowered his head to look intently at the chessboard. "I want to move around a bit."
After he finished speaking, he froze.
It's not just a voice that's suppressed for oneself.
And for this so familiar, lame reason...
He had just arrived to look for Jiang Xianwan when, quite by chance, he ran into Di Yin, who had also just arrived and was knocking on Jiang Xianwan's door.
The two of them stood staring at each other outside Jiang Xianwan's door when several disciples came up from downstairs. Without thinking, one of them pushed open half of the door and slipped into Jiang Xianwan's room.
To everyone's surprise, the disciples started having a lively conversation in the corridor.
They remained silent in the darkness for a long while.
And so... this is what happened.
Di Yin seemed oblivious to the familiar back-and-forth between the two, and even more so to the fact that Jiang Xianwan had just experienced an intense love affair.
His expression was calm, his temperament still as pure and clear as snow, without revealing any unusual feelings. He silently got up and opened the wooden food box that had been left untouched for a long time.
When I looked at Jiang Xianwan again, her lips curved into a slightly awkward smile, and her voice was warm as if it were snow, "Have you eaten?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
But as the Southern Emperor hesitated to get up, he silently produced another pair of chopsticks from somewhere, saying, "Let's eat together."
After saying that, she continued softly to Jiang Xianwan, "There are your favorite crystal shrimp dumplings."
Yun Weize: "..."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
A moment later, the three of them sat around a table. With Yu staring wide-eyed, Jiang Xianwan held his chopsticks, looking at the two emperors and the four dishes and porridge on the table, unsure of where to begin.
Di Yin seemed oblivious to anything amiss. As he sat down, he lowered his eyes and twirled his ankle-length silver hair with his fingertips.
Jiang Xianwan had no choice but to gently pull back the strand of silver hair that was wrapped around the stool leg, loosely tucking it back so that it fell to his elbow along with the beautiful hair.
Di Yin was slightly taken aback, and a brilliant light gradually emerged in his eyes. His snow-white neck was quickly covered with a layer of fresh blood. He then placed a bowl of porridge beside her.
Jiang Xianwan tried her best not to look at him, glancing at the four dishes and porridge.
Crystal shrimp dumplings, drunken clam meat, stir-fried spring goose, water papaya, and pork trotter soup are all her favorite dishes.
Her expression was somewhat complicated, but she had no doubt about Di Yin's culinary skills.
She only suspected that Di Yin could still act this way even though he had clearly seen her in this state, and she didn't ask any further questions.
Instead, as if afraid of burdening her, he suppressed the loneliness in his eyes, quickly looked away, added a set of wine cups, and spoke to the Southern Emperor, "Please."
Yun Weize: "..." Well, no matter how hard the Northern Emperor tries to communicate with people, he is still clumsy with few words.
Perhaps it was to ease his own embarrassment, or perhaps...
He glanced at Jiang Xianwan, who was secretly watching the two of them, and lowered his eyelashes halfway to ease the atmosphere with Di Yin.
The two emperors toasted each other and started discussing serious matters, and they really got down to business.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Jiang Xianwan hesitated before taking the bowl of porridge and eating a mouthful. The fish on her lap urged her with its tail.
"They've already been to the Ancient Realm today. Should we... go and take a look?"
Yun Weize, suppressing his chaotic emotions, was already trying his best to calm the atmosphere.
Actually, Xu Yanzhou and Wu Miao had already been there, so there was no need for the two of them to go again.
Emperor Yin nodded. "Agreed."
Yun Weize: "..."
But then the Northern Emperor asked, "Have all three regions been settled?"
Yun Weize: "...Yes."
Eating dishes that were clearly prepared by the Northern Emperor himself, with Jiang Xianwan in the middle, looking as if she had been kissed by some man, his mood was... extremely unsettled.
And then there's the guilt of being seen through by Di Yin, and the inexplicable soreness from touching Jiang Xianwan's lips and the red marks on her neck.
Jiang Xianwan has someone.
She doesn't seem to be lying.
Given her personality, the fact that she was willing to be gnawed like this shows how important the other person is to her.
I'm afraid... there really are six.
The clouds are like a marsh, their taste unknown to the heart.
In Jiang Xianwan's eyes, the two emperors were very serious and went back and forth.
She appeared calm as she carefully scooped out a large spoonful of drunken clam meat and placed it in the small bowl in front of her. After finishing the clam meat, she picked up some crystal shrimp dumplings.
The shrimp dumplings had thin wrappers and generous fillings, and were adorably shaped. Jiang Xianwan tried to pick them up three times but couldn't manage it.
When she reached for the spoon to scoop some more food, two pairs of chopsticks suddenly seemed to be on the same wavelength... and simultaneously reached into her bowl.
The atmosphere froze instantly as the two pairs of chopsticks remained motionless, and an eerie feeling quickly spread through the air.
Di Yin: "..."
Yun Weize: "..."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
She stared at the shrimp dumplings on the two pairs of chopsticks for a good ten seconds.
What was originally rude and self-righteous, but was now suppressed in the corner, suddenly burst forth and climbed to the top!
She couldn't help but think of Yun Weize's eyes reddening from her kisses, his body tense, his clothes disheveled, and his breathing rapid as she touched him.
He even bit her back, almost whispering in her ear.
Emperor Yin had once again engaged in many intimate acts with her...
Just now she was with the wind and snow again...
No matter how you look at it, it's all despair.
Jiang Xianwan closed her eyes in despair, wishing that it was all an illusion.
And then there's the questioning of clueless fish: "What happened to your mouth? Huh? What bit your neck?"
Jiang Xianwan gripped the chopsticks tightly and slowly tensed his back.
What I didn't care about just now has now turned into the pain of being caught red-handed.
The two emperors' hands, which were hovering above the small bowl, became increasingly stiff. After a moment, they silently and gently placed the shrimp dumplings down.
Di Yin remained oblivious, his voice clear and cold like pearls falling on a jade plate, continuing the previous topic.
Yun Weize concealed the sadness in the corners of his eyes, lowered his head to rummage through the food in his bowl, and chatted with him, asking and answering questions.
Jiang Xianwan didn't even notice the chaotic scene until the fish, whose brain was smaller than a date pit, started nagging again. Only then did she lower her head, fiercely shovel two shrimp dumplings into her mouth, and calmly go to pick up the clam meat.
Fish smugly nudged her, its mouth never stopping, "Is the clam meat delicious? You caught a fish too, can you feel the fish's heartfelt intentions?"
Di Yin: "..." He didn't use a fish to catch it.
Jiang Xianwan: "You lying down is the only way to show your sincerity."
Fishy Little White poked her with its head, "You actually want to eat fish!"
Trying not to look at her two emperors, she relaxed. Perhaps she had suffered a heart attack and died, experiencing several ups and downs in her emotional journey. Gradually, she became more talkative, and her tone was no longer as stiff as before.
Even... a "what's the use" attitude, gradually becoming somewhat childish and carefree.
And the situation is so complicated it's hard to explain.
"You made a mistake just now."
"No, if I place another one, the outcome can be decided."
"You think you can just decide the outcome?"
"You don't admit it?"
That's the truth.
"Yun is Ze." The Northern Emperor tapped a spot on the chessboard that hadn't been put away. "Look."
"...You lost the last round."
"I win this round."
"It's a draw, though."
"No."
"Come?"
"Can."
Looking at the four dishes that the two emperors had moved in front of her, Jiang Xianwan was speechless.
Are you two together eight years old?
Jiang Xianwan finished all four dishes and a bowl of porridge, while the two emperors continued to drink wine and play chess under the candlelight.
With a numb expression, she picked up the dragon carp and silently went into the inner room.
She didn't notice at all that a lost and resentful gaze fell upon her.
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