Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Last Night
I don't know when the curtains fell down, and the bright light of the dragon and phoenix wedding candles was mostly covered up. The hazy light made everything around it look inconspicuous.
Only the heat that suddenly knocked on the door was infinitely magnified, and with his slight pressure, an extremely special touch spread to her waist, abdomen and back.
Du Lingjing's back stiffened and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The man obviously noticed her trembling, and his fingertips on her waist slowly stroked her delicate skin, trying to calm her down.
However, the gentle comfort failed to make Du Lingjing relax. Instead, her lower abdomen tensed up due to his touch.
But she had already thought about it. These were things that could not be ignored tonight. No matter how difficult it was, she could only endure it.
She took a deep breath and tried her best to control her trembling.
Perhaps he felt her trembling slow down a little, he lowered his head and gently rubbed her temple with his lips.
But the next moment, he suddenly held her waist tightly.
Suddenly, a violent storm came in front of the door. He pressed against the door from top to bottom, and as he slid down, the force pressed down layer by layer. The heat became hotter and hotter, and he was about to push the door open in almost the next moment, with unstoppable force.
Du Lingjing's mind suddenly went blank, and suddenly, her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
She didn't know what was happening to her. She just felt as if all the blood in her body had disappeared. She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her whole body was shaking and cold!
The man paused, "Quanquan?"
That familiar name that no one had called for a long time just appeared in the mouth of the stranger in front of me.
The cold shivering did not stop, but became more and more difficult to control.
Du Lingjing's mind was in a state of confusion and emptiness. She vaguely understood that this was a resistance coming from deep within her body.
She resisted this unclear marriage, resisted marrying anyone other than Sanlang, and even more resisted the prince who insisted on marrying her.
But now that the moment has come, no matter who it is, the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.
Du Lingjing's heart felt like it was sinking into the abyss. She clenched her teeth tightly and held on, trying to save some dignity for herself.
But the man in front of him suddenly stopped.
In the dim tent, he sighed softly.
The next moment, he withdrew, pulled the quilt beside him, and wrapped her up.
The extremely thick quilt wrapped around her from her feet to her ears, warm and tight, retaining the warmth of sunlight, wrapping her tightly.
She couldn't help but inhale the scent of sunlight in the quilt. Everything in front of her was unfamiliar, but this scent made her feel as if she saw the familiar sunlight shining in.
The trembling gradually subsided.
But what happened just now was interrupted by her embarrassment.
She lowered her head and her voice, "I'm sorry."
It probably disturbed his interest, but the work of harmony had to go on.
She clenched her hands to calm herself down quickly.
But he picked her up along with the quilt and placed her directly at the innermost part of the bed.
The light in the room grew dimmer, and she couldn't help but look up at him. Beads of sweat appeared on his tall nose, but his eyes gradually returned to calm.
His voice was low and hoarse, as if his throat was injured. At this moment, his already hoarse voice became even lower.
"Take a break." He said.
Du Lingjing didn't fully understand what he meant. She just saw him reach out to push away the strands of hair that had stuck to the corners of her lips. As his fingertips lightly rubbed her cheek, he said again.
"I'll take care of it myself."
Du Lingjing was stunned for a moment, and he turned around and got off the bed, his figure disappearing among the layers of curtains.
He actually left.
She sat on the bed in a daze, wrapped in a brocade quilt, with only chaos and emptiness in her mind.
The autumn rain that was as fine as a net in the morning now fell sparsely again. Outside the window there was the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves. Her confused and wandering thoughts were dominated by the autumn rain on the banana leaves. With a click, it splashed from the leaves in all directions and no one knew where it would fall.
The rain kept falling, and she kept listening in vain.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but suddenly the candle flame crackled and someone walked past the tent.
The man was very tall, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. His majestic figure could be seen even through the gauze curtain.
He seemed to be wearing only underwear, with his upper body naked. His shirt was crumpled into a ball, and it was unclear what was wrapped in it. He took it in his hand and threw it into the box.
The scent of heather wafted out, and Du Lingjing was in a trance for a moment.
He found a new piece of clothing and put it on. He turned his back to the table and drank a whole cup of cold tea while standing quietly.
The cup was empty, but he didn't turn back immediately. He just turned his head to look out the window.
Everything was quiet inside and outside the window, with only the sound of raindrops dripping on the banana leaves outside.
But he did not stay for too long. When he turned back, he put out the incense that the nanny had lit earlier.
He walked to the front of the tent, met her gaze through the gauze curtain, and was surprised.
"Still sitting? Not asleep yet?"
Only then did Du Lingjing realize that her mind was truly blank and her eyes had been following him for an inexplicable long time.
He drew aside the curtain and came to the bed, and she quickly averted her gaze.
With just a slight movement, the brocade quilt slipped off her shoulders.
A slight chill flowed up her shoulders and chest. She was startled and realized that she was naked and he was sitting in front of her.
She paused for breath. Not only did she want to look for clothes or gather the quilt, but she also thought of something else -
Not long ago, she and he had been naked together, even to the point where they were touching and on the verge of exploding. It seemed meaningless to cover it up hastily now.
But she still had to wear clothes, and she couldn't find a bellyband anywhere, so she could only put on her top first.
But before she reached out her hand, he took the clothes in his hand.
She still couldn't help but cover her body slightly, wanting to ask him for clothes, but when she stretched out her hand, he didn't give her any.
How is this going to happen?
She didn't know what he meant, so he put the clothes on her shoulders.
Du Lingjing really couldn't figure out his intention, so she could only put it on.
But just as she put on her sleeves, he grabbed her collar.
He pinched the thin, half-transparent clothing and gently passed it around her uncovered chest.
Du Lingjing's heart beat twice uncomfortably.
But in such an urgent situation just now, he stopped and did not continue, handling it on his own.
So now...?
Du Lingjing was at a loss and could only let him do it.
His eyes did not fall there, but fixed on her eyes. She didn't know how to respond, so she turned slightly to avoid him.
He helped her tie her belt and gently held her hand.
"Go to sleep quickly." He looked into her eyes, "It won't be too late when you are ready."
... ...
The rain outside the window was divided into two halves by the banana leaves, one half splashed into the water of the universe, and the other half jumped into Du Lingjing's ears with a ding-dong sound.
Everything tonight was beyond her expectations, both herself and the person next to her.
He really did as he said and did nothing else. He just held her in his arms and listened to the night rain and fell asleep.
Du Lingjing thought that she couldn't fall asleep in this position, but she didn't try to break free. The rain hitting the banana leaves urged her on, and she sank quietly into darkness in a daze.
When I woke up the next day, the man was gone.
Qiu Lin heard the noise and rushed in to see her, "How is the young lady? I listened all night and heard that she didn't ask for extra water last night. Is it true that... the Marquis didn't touch the young lady?"
This... ...is not the case... ...
Du Lingjing couldn't help but think of what happened last night. She didn't know how to tell Qiu Lin, or perhaps what happened between him and her in the tent last night was not suitable for Qiu Lin to know.
Du Lingjing felt that her mind was still confused, and her eyes began to swell again.
She pursed her lips and said nothing, and Qiu Lin looked even more confused.
What happened between the girl and the marquis last night?
She wanted to ask another question, but the girl told her, "My eyes are a little sore, can you help me twist a cool towel?"
Before he could finish his words, the Marquis just walked in from outside.
"Do your eyes hurt? Is it very painful?"
He asked, and Qiu Lin subconsciously looked at the "new son-in-law" with caution.
Du Lingjing couldn't help but look over when she heard the voice, but the moment her gaze swept over him, she instantly retracted it.
She said no, but he took two steps towards her.
Qiulin inexplicably wanted to stop in front of the girl, but the Marquis did nothing, he just stepped forward and looked closely into the girl's eyes.
He moved closer, and for some reason, the girl did not turn her head away immediately with a cold expression as before, but just turned her face slightly to avoid his gaze.
The Marquis said that the girl's eyes were not red and swollen, "You can press Qingming and Taiyang acupoints to relieve the pressure."
After he finished speaking, he pulled over the chair next to him and sat in front of the girl, then raised his hand to press the acupoints around her eyes.
His behavior made Qiu Lin look at the girl. Would the girl refuse him?
As expected, the girl spoke and dodged, "My Lord, you don't have to work."
Why did the girl refuse so politely? Qiu Lin frowned secretly.
Ruoran couldn't refuse such a polite gesture, so the Marquis pressed the acupoints around her eyes and said, "It will be fine in a moment."
Qiu Lin thought to herself that if the girl refused again, she would say that she would help her press the pressure and ask the marquis to stay away from the girl.
However, the girl said nothing more, and let the marquis get closer to her, with his fingertips resting on her eyes.
She just frowned slightly and lowered her eyelids, with an indescribable look of melancholy, confusion, and a bit of resignation on her face.
Qiu Lin watched and felt his head buzzing.
She wanted to know more and more what happened between the Marquis and the girl last night, during the autumn rain that lasted all night.
But if the girl didn't say it, the marquis would not tell her, and she would have no way of knowing it.
The wind outside the window was tentatively wandering through the gaps in the stained glass windows.
She just closed her eyes quietly.
Seeing her so quiet, the man couldn't help but look at her a few more times, his eyes showing consideration.
... ...
Meals were served from time to time.
An ordinary breakfast was laid out with a dazzling array of dishes. The maid who served the dishes said that the dishes were prepared by a cook who specializes in Beijing-style Shandong cuisine.
Du Lingjing glanced at the marquis quietly, but the man caught her gaze and smiled at her.
"Have you had a better appetite today?"
Du Lingjing felt a little embarrassed, nodded silently, and ate her meal.
After dinner, they went to the ancestral hall in the back of the marquis' mansion.
As soon as he arrived outside the ancestral hall, Du Lingjing noticed the man beside him and stopped relaxing. He straightened his face and stepped into the courtyard. Without the need for a servant to act on his behalf, he personally stepped forward and slowly pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.
The Yongding Marquis’ Mansion is full of heroes.
At this moment, the tall and spacious ancestral hall is filled with them.
Since entering the ancestral hall, he has fallen completely silent.
Du Lingjing looked at the tablets of different heights, and there were even many who were in the off-center positions, and their seniority was the same as Lu Shenru.
Was it that time?
In the fourteenth year of Hongqi, when the late emperor was still alive, Lu led the Yongding Army to fight against the Tatar army heading south. However, due to the civil and military disputes in the court, they missed the reinforcements, and more than half of Lu's generals were killed in that battle... ...
The achievements of the Yongding Marquisate are remembered by the world.
Du Lingjing also held her breath and followed him to burn incense to the heroic hero of the Lu family with respect.
But when he stood up to leave, he turned to the other side and looked down at a tablet below that was of the same seniority as him.
He whispered something to the tablet, but Du Lingjing didn't hear it clearly. She just saw him raise his hand to stroke the fine dust on the tablet, then put it back and left the ancestral hall with her.
As usual, I have to go to the palace today to thank the Emperor for granting me the marriage.
But just now a message came from the palace saying that after the emperor's court session this morning, someone proposed to cut military spending, which led to a group of military officials attacking the emperor. The emperor tried to mediate for a long time, and when he returned to the harem, he felt a little dizzy.
The ceremony of kowtow and thanksgiving can only be postponed to the next day.
Lu Shenru was not in a hurry. He originally wanted to accompany her, but there were several late military generals in the front yard who came to congratulate him, so he had to go.
As soon as he left, Du Lingjing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The rain stopped early in the morning, but there was still a hint of autumn night dampness outside the window.
She sat on the dressing table in front of the window. She wanted to turn a few pages of the book, but she didn't. She just looked out the window at the big banana tree that was moved from the south of the Yangtze River.
Although it was an imperial decree for the marriage, it was not a blind marriage. She had heard a lot about the marquis. At least she could see a little bit about him from the previous confusion.
He is a powerful prince with omnipotent power and a minister with the power of life and death. This is true.
He didn't even care about Madam Wan, who was revered and respected by the nobles in the capital, and almost took Gu Yangsi's life in the blink of an eye.
No wonder the civil officials accused him of having too many followers and abused his power. He also gathered troops at the border and refused to let go, threatening the foundation of the court.
He is a powerful official, or even a treacherous official. After all, he is the type of person that Du Lingjing has always disliked the most.
In addition, she couldn't refuse the marriage, and she thought that she would not have a good ending last night.
But last night, he didn't.
She found it hard to believe that he fell in love with her at first sight at the Zhenyue Tower.
But he seemed to have some special... patience towards her.
But he had only met her a few times?
Du Lingjing couldn't help but have a headache, and her eyes also felt sore.
When she went out more than a month ago, she told Sanlang in the bamboo forest of Qingzhou that she would be back soon, but now she has married someone else in the chaos.
The bitterness in my eyes became even stronger. There was no bamboo forest outside the window. Only outside the half-open painted window, banana trees let their broad leaves sway in the wind.
When Lu Shenru pushed the door open, he saw her sitting by the window with her arms propped up. She didn't say a word, as if she was thinking about something, but she couldn't seem to figure it out, and she was staring at the banana trees outside the window in a daze.
The man did not disturb her. He stood quietly and looked at her for a long time. She didn't notice him at all. He walked aside and poured a cup of tea, but she still didn't notice him. He looked at her and simply sat on the armchair behind her with the tea in his hand.
She didn't wear a red wedding dress, but only a light blue jacket with dark embroidery in the room. Her black hair was draped over her shoulders, and she sat in the middle of the rose window with her chin in her hand. Under the carved eaves of the corridor outside the window, the banana leaves in her eyes swayed in the wind.
Just like the beautiful scenery above the sky in the painting.
But this moment is not in the sky, not in memories, not in dreams.
Only in his eyes.
Lu Shenru sat behind her, watching her motionlessly, his eyes softening involuntarily.
The wind blew the carved window sash, and he saw her silently raise her hand and gently wipe the corners of her eyes.
The man's heart paused.
He wanted to tell her that her eyesight was not good and she shouldn't cry, but he didn't say it.
He just looked at her quietly without disturbing her. After a while, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her slowly recover.
Marry him, don't be unhappy.
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