Chapter 65 Intertwined Branches and A-Luo, Isn't this what you've always wanted...?
Amidst the fierce wind and blizzard, the wind whipped the snow against the carriage doors and windows, but the doors and windows remained tightly shut, as if the interior of the carriage was completely isolated from the outside world.
The interior of the car was in disarray. The Boshan incense burner, along with the table, had fallen to the ground, and the unburnt incense sticks inside were scattered all over the floor, staining the once pristine white wool carpet.
"Waaah..."
The faint sound of crows in the night rose again, filled with urgent struggle, yet unable to break free, the sound being tightly pressed against the car wall.
On the couch, a petite woman sat comfortably on the man's strong, lean thighs, her back pressed against the hard carriage wall. The man's long, slender fingers had prominent knuckles; one hand held her delicately, while the other pressed against the back of her neck, forcefully locking her in his broad embrace, not allowing her to escape even an inch.
He lowered his head to kiss her. Cui Yilu could only move her calves, but she was being held in his arms and couldn't kick him at all. In her struggle, she kicked over the tables and chairs on the couch. Even though the carriage was a mess and the incense had splashed and stained his snow-white cloak, he didn't care at all and just held her tightly.
Her jaw was already incredibly tight, so tight that she couldn't close it, yet he didn't stop for a moment, continuing to bend it.
Blown to her senses by the wind and snow, Cui Yiluo was unable to comprehend why he sought such a thing; all she wanted was to escape. But the more she tried to escape, the more forcefully he restrained her, forcing her to remain held in his arms, her face turned upwards, and her only companion with him.
The sound of wind and snow outside the window seemed to have lessened a little. After being bitten hard again, he finally let go of her. His thin lips were now stained with the same watery color as hers. His dark eyes were even darker and deeper, and the surging waves in his eyes had not subsided in the slightest. In fact, they even carried a hint of unfinished business.
As the mountain peak rose, Cui Yiluo looked at his handsome face, which was covered in clear jade yet terrifyingly gloomy, and instinctively wanted to escape.
He held her tightly in his arms, and with his other free hand, he clasped two fingers together and tapped on the car wall.
The two knocks were like blows to the heart, sending chills down one's spine.
"Go to Qingchi Lane."
Cui Yiluo's heart skipped a beat. She didn't have time to think about why he wasn't taking her back to the manor, but instead to his private residence. She hurriedly said, "Wait! I still... *sobs*..."
He pressed down on her again. Cui Yiluo was almost unconscious, but she could still feel a slight stinging pain.
The carriage had already started moving, turned around, and sped towards Shengjing City.
Cui Yiluo felt the carriage getting closer and closer to Shengjing and further and further away from Wanglonggang, but her wrists, which were struggling and pounding his chest, were restrained, and she had no power to resist in his arms.
She had never seen him so forceful, so intense, so relentlessly swaying.
But she stubbornly and arrogantly resisted him, even pushing him away more forcefully. It was unclear which of them bled, but a strong smell of blood spread between their lips and teeth.
Perhaps because of her constant resistance, he finally compromised and moved away a little. The intense struggle subsided for a moment, and he raised his eyes coldly. The next moment, he felt a pain in her neck.
Cui Yiluo gasped instinctively, pounding and shoving his shoulder even harder, "Jiang Yunjin, are you crazy?!"
The pain in her neck made her fingertips tremble, but suddenly, the painful area was covered with warmth and softness.
Cui Yiluo's fingertips trembled even more violently, not only because she realized what he was doing, but also because of the touch of that tamper.
She tried to stay conscious, biting her swollen, numb lips, keeping her voice calm and composed, without revealing any undercurrent of emotion, "Let me out of the car first, I have things to do..."
A cold laugh interrupted her.
He lifted his face from her neck, his thin lips stained with blood, whether hers or his, it was unclear. That bright red stain on his noble and resolute face was like blood dripping from the snow on a high mountain, utterly defiled, filled with a forbidden sense of purity being destroyed.
He gripped the back of her neck, his movements gentle, simply forcing her to look at him, her eyes fixed solely on him.
"You really want to see him that badly? Inside the palace, at Yaoxing Tower, at Baoming Temple, at Wanglonggang, and then what, in Jiangnan?"
His voice was icy, and Cui Yiluo looked at him, her eyes turning completely cold: "You knew all along? You sent someone to follow me."
Jiang Yunjin's eyes were unfathomable: "You wanted to abandon me for him back then, do you think I'll give you another chance now?"
Cui Yiluo frowned deeply. "What opportunity? I have feelings for Yuan Ling... sob..."
It seemed that some words had touched a nerve, causing his anger to surge again. As Cui Yiluo was being manipulated by him, she felt his fingertips guiding her. He already knew everything about her, and with just a little pressure from his fingertips, he could make her lose all her defenses.
The carriage sped faster and faster through the wind and snow, and soon came to a stop. There were two careful knocks on the carriage door.
Then the driver raised his voice and said, "Sir, we have arrived at Qingchi Lane."
The carriage was very well soundproofed; unless you raised your voice, you couldn't hear a thing outside, let alone the sound of water.
Jiang Yunjin slightly raised his hand from his ruan, his thin lips moist: "Stop in the courtyard."
Cui Yiluo never expected that someone who always followed the rules would one day disregard everything and arbitrarily allow the carriage to be driven directly into the courtyard.
She tried to seize the opportunity when he withdrew to resist, but he seemed to have seen through her. After instructing the driver, he lowered his face again, and the words he hadn't yet spoken turned into darkness.
It was still snowing outside. After the carriage stopped in the courtyard, the driver tactfully walked far away. In the wind and snow, a tall man could be seen getting off the carriage. He took off his frost-white cloak, wearing only a thin outer robe, which made his lean and powerful figure appear even more prominent. His cloak tightly wrapped around the woman in his arms, keeping the wind and snow from getting on her.
He held the woman in his arms very tightly, more like a shackle than a hug. Her cloud-patterned shoes, adorned with pearls, trembled, but no matter how much she struggled, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree. The man's steps were as steady as a mountain as he carried her into the house.
The door slammed shut with a bang.
Inside the room, Cui Yiluo was thrown onto the brocade quilt. Before she could utter a single word, Jiang Yunjin covered her up.
Cui Yiluo was completely unconscious, but he still held her tightly as if that wasn't enough, whether out of some urgency or because he didn't want to hear those words from her.
As the giant wave crashed down, she had no time to think about her past or what to do with the list. All she wanted to do was struggle, resist, and suppress Jiang Yunjinya in the depths of summer.
At the moment of the attack, Cui Yiluo retaliated fiercely, and another cut appeared on his lip, the taste of blood surging between his teeth even stronger.
Her clothes were piled up in a mess, and Jiang Yunjin's clothes were also in a mess, but he, who always liked neatness, didn't care at all, letting her crumple them up, his dark eyes fixed on her, the ink even more intense, like the swirling wind and snow.
As if to be able to be without any obstruction from her, Cui Yiluo's dress fell to the ground. He was already very skilled at untying those complicated ties, after all, she had taught him many times.
But when he took off his outer robe, a tiny object, as if it were something he kept close to his body, fell out of the robe and landed right next to Cui Yiluo.
The forsythia flowers were hand-woven by her, and Cui Yiluo recognized them at a glance. She was sure she couldn't be mistaken. But how could someone of his status wear a bamboo-woven ornament close to his body?
She stared at Jiang Yunjin in shock: "You..."
Jiang Yunjin simply and quickly and carefully put it away, then hugged her again.
This is just the beginning.
It was as if they had entered into a contest of strength, with neither side willing to admit defeat. The battlefield was initially on the couch, but soon, the room was in complete disarray. The flower vase had fallen onto the woven carpet along with the small table, and the fiery red plum blossoms were scattered all over the floor. The water that had been placed inside had also spilled all over the floor, leaving indistinct stains of varying depths.
As if afraid she would run away, he wouldn't even leave this place too far away. Cui Yiluo felt as if he was about to become a part of her very being.
Cui Yiluo sat on the table by the window, her back against the carved window, her hands aching from the ink.
The porcelain pieces that were originally placed on the table were now scattered and some were even shaken to the ground and shattered. However, Jiang Yunjin did not care whether she would step on the broken pieces or be injured by the flying shards. He only shielded her with his body when the porcelain broke to prevent her from getting hurt, and then continued.
"Aro, call me."
Although his tone softened slightly, his expression remained cold and stern, relentlessly pressuring her.
"madman."
Jiang Yunjin's eyes darkened instantly, becoming even more pressing. Cui Yiluo was immediately speechless, but even so, she still refused to give in.
The more stubborn she was, the more he wanted to make her speak up willingly.
But this time, she was determined to go against him, and no matter how he pressured her, she wouldn't say a word.
The snowstorm continued relentlessly, starting around noon and continuing until late at night. The heavy snow made the roads muddy and difficult to traverse, so people in Shengjing stayed indoors.
The wind and snow inside the house did not stop either.
Cui Yiluo had lost track of time; she was clinging to life with only a sliver of willpower, but her mind was already being washed away by the morning water. She hadn't eaten or drunk a drop of water until late at night, as had Jiang Yunjin, but unlike her, who was at her last gasp, Jiang Yunjin still had an inexhaustible supply.
Cui Yiluo had never known that he had restrained himself so much before. She had always thought that he had already surpassed her limits before he set off for Yunzhou last time, but she never expected that there were several times when Cui Yiluo almost lost at Dingfeng and had to admit defeat.
Dawn was approaching.
Cui Yiluo couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep, but she still felt like she was in the midst of a wave.
When it was fully light, she woke up again, but she quickly lowered her head, almost unable to believe it.
Jiang Yunjin has completely lost his mind.
He held her tightly from behind, still keeping her completely imprisoned in his arms. Even as he fell asleep, the strength in his hands did not loosen in the slightest, as if he was afraid that he would never see her again when he woke up, and that he would be with her forever.
The moment Cui Yiluo moved, he quickly sensed her movement and instinctively held her still.
Enraged, Cui Yiluo pushed and hit him, instantly scratching his chin and drawing blood, which was particularly noticeable on his pale skin. He ignored it, only punishing her for running away.
But Cui Yiluo was already on the verge of collapse. Jiang Yunjin had gone mad, as if he was trying to drive her mad as well. At first, she refused to admit defeat and stubbornly fought against him, but now she just wanted to escape from him.
She was filled with intense regret, deeply regretting that she had ever provoked him and tempted him to abandon the rules. She had no idea then how crazy he would become once he broke free of those rules.
She began trying to escape through doors and windows, but he wouldn't let her leave his side. Her struggles and attempts to escape were just a matter of finding another place.
The doors and windows rattled. Cui Yiluo leaned against the door, completely exhausted. Her pale face was streaked with tears as she broke down and yelled at him, "Jiang Yunjin! What about your rules? You're a madman!"
Her voice was already hoarse.
"A-Luo." He kissed away her tears, looked at her, his dark eyes reflecting the cold sunlight, his calm expression like that of someone who had transcended extreme madness, or like someone who was extremely clear-headed, clearly aware of what he was doing.
"Isn't this what you've always wanted?"
Author's Note: The carriage scene will load later [heart emoji].
Both of them were so angry they wouldn't listen to anything, and they wouldn't open their mouths; all I could do was rage and hate them. [shrug]
Thank you to all the little ones for the nutrient solution and the landmines! [heart emoji]
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