Chapter 85 I'm afraid you will leave me again.
Wen Xing watched the man approaching him step by step, and said solemnly, "You are blackmailing me."
Although he was the one who was wrong in the whole thing, he couldn't help but feel angry because he had just watched his friend being implicated because of him.
"Don't you think that's mean?"
Ning Wujie remained expressionless. "Even if I'm despicable, as long as I can keep you, I don't care what you think of me."
Just as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Fu Wenxin standing at the base of the courtyard gate, gesturing wildly at him with an expression of disappointment.
He saw Wen Xing's pupils visibly dilated, and the anger in his eyes grew even stronger.
He couldn't help but frown.
After thinking for a moment, Ning Wujie tentatively changed his words and said, "I'm afraid you'll abandon me again."
Wen Xing was stunned.
My heart was suddenly stabbed.
He cheated people, framed people, died in front of people, and then walked away. No matter how you look at it, he seems to be the most despicable one.
Who has the right to accuse Ning Wujie of being despicable?
Ning Wujie keenly noticed the change in his expression, so he simply lowered his eyes and softened his voice. "You don't know, I haven't had a good night's sleep since you were gone."
"I went through so much trouble to find you, how dare I let you go?"
“Dongdong——”
Wen Xing heard his own heartbeat.
He quickly lowered his eyes, avoiding Ning Wujie's gaze guiltily.
When Ning Wujie saw him like this, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he tentatively reached out his hand and gently touched his wrist.
"I was wrong that day. I scared you... I was just mad."
Seeing that the person did not resist, his eyes dimmed slightly and he touched him again.
"But I really can't lose His Majesty again."
"Your Majesty... don't ignore me." There was even a hint of soft grievance in the ending tone.
Wen Xing saw that the look in the other person's eyes was extremely complicated, with paranoia, loneliness, and a hint of imperceptible pain.
The man's fingertips touched his skin carefully, which made him feel itchy, like a puppy licking his skin with its tender tongue to please him.
His heart seemed to be suddenly tightened by something, and he felt a little depressed. He suddenly turned his face away, and his voice became a little weaker, but his tone was still stubborn: "But I don't want to go back to the palace with you."
Ning Wujie frowned slightly and glanced in the direction of Fu Wenxin again, only to see the woman hiding behind the courtyard gate start making gestures again, and after a series of movements she made a big hug.
Ning Wujie thought for a moment, then said cautiously, "I know what Your Majesty is worried about."
Before he finished speaking, he keenly caught a glint in Wen Xing's eyes.
He gained confidence, his expression serious and calm: "If you don't want to be the emperor, then don't do it. I will do it for you."
"If you don't want to reveal your identity, I can cover it up for you."
"I can handle everything for you."
"But I cannot live without Your Majesty."
After a series of words, Wen Xing stared at Ning Wujie in a daze.
Her cool fingertips caressed his wrist, and her voice sounded even more aggrieved. "I still have to protect this kingdom for Your Majesty, so... Your Majesty, can you... accompany me back to the palace?"
Wen Xing's heart softened, and when he looked up at Ning Wujie again, he saw that the other's eyes were red.
All the confidence that I had built up was gone.
"But......"
Seeing that he didn't resist and even showed hesitation, Ning Wujie tentatively pecked the corner of his lips again, his voice hoarse and pleasant: "Please... Your Majesty..."
When Wen Xing heard the call of "Your Majesty", his heart trembled and his ears felt hot.
Ning Wujie pecked again.
Wen Xing: "Hmm..."
Soon, kisses fell like raindrops, lingering on the corners of his lips, cheeks, and the corners of his eyes.
The man kissed him and begged, "Please?"
Wen Xing felt that he was hopelessly lustful.
No matter how angry he was before, as long as this person touched him, kissed him, and showed an aggrieved expression, most of his anger would dissipate.
It's totally unreasonable.
The man pulled him into his arms and gently pinched the tip of his chin.
He was forced to look up, and then he bumped into the other person's pair of dark eyes. The light in those eyes was as gentle as water, like a deep pool blown by the spring breeze.
A clean and pleasant scent came from the other person's neck, like the cold pine trees on the snowy mountains, and it penetrated into his nostrils in waves.
He felt his bones go weak.
Why does this person smell so good?
He hadn't thought much about anyone for a year, but when he met this person, he felt himself getting all lustful.
He had clearly been badly tortured the day before, but after being teased a few times, the scar healed and he forgot the pain.
hateful!
Ning Wujie bent down, bit his lips, licked and bit them, and sucked more and more.
Wen Xing's already weak lower back suddenly softened, and was held firmly by the other party's hand. He was forced to raise his head to cater to the other party's lip and tongue teasing.
Suppressed and broken gasps continued to escape from between the two men's lips and teeth, and the shadow guards around them all lowered their heads or avoided their gazes.
"Master, don't let him fool you~!" Xinghe was about to rush over to rescue Wen Xing, but Zhenxing grabbed his neck with his elbow and dragged him out. Xinghe struggled as he was dragged all the way out of the courtyard. "Let me go!"
The light from the sky shone into Wen Xing's eyes, turning them into a sapphire blue.
Until Wen Xing was almost out of breath, he struggled a little, pushed the person away, took a long breath, and compromised in a hoarse voice: "Then you... let Fu Wenxin go first."
He lowered his eyes and waited for a long time but received no response. He could not help but frown and look up.
Then he saw Ning Wujie just looking at him with his eyes downcast, without answering.
Wen Xing:?
His face darkened and he warned, "Ning Wujie, do you want to regret it?"
Ning Wujie's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was still gentle: "I will release her once Your Majesty returns to the palace safely."
Wen Xing's pupils widened, "You don't believe me?"
Ning Wujie continued to remain silent.
Wen Xing understood that look.
Very good, he has lost all credibility in front of Ning Wujie, right?
But thinking back carefully, he seemed to have often deceived Ning Wujie.
Wen Xing was a little crazy because a thought had just flashed through his mind, which was to wait until Fu Wenxin was released before he continued to think of a way to escape.
After all, I have to wear a mask and act again when I return to the palace! Act for the rest of my life!
Wen Xing almost suffocated just thinking about it.
Although he deserved it, he really found it hard to convince himself to accept such a future.
Although he thought so in his heart, he still ordered fiercely: "Ning Wujie, you let her go now, otherwise I will never go back with you even if I die."
Ning Wujie frowned slightly, as if hesitating.
Seeing this, Wen Xing clenched his fists until they made a creaking sound, then pushed the man with all his strength and turned away.
Ning Wujie was pushed back half a step by him, "Your Majesty..."
"Don't call me Your Majesty!" Wen Xing turned around and shouted angrily, "You are Your Majesty!"
Ning Wujie followed Wen Xing closely, and saw that the man was about to abandon him and ignore him again.
His heart skipped a beat, and he finally compromised and said, "Okay! I promise you."
Wen Xing paused and turned around suspiciously, "Really?"
Ning Wujie nodded.
He walked over slowly, stood in front of the person, gently took Wen Xing's wrist, and said softly: "But what if Your Majesty breaks his promise again?"
Wen Xing: ...
Realizing that his credibility had collapsed, he was speechless and angry.
Although he was unwilling, he still compromised and said, "Then I'll let you do whatever you want, okay?"
After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Ning Wujie would not believe him, so he added: "Besides, you already know Fu Wenxin's identity. Even if I wanted to escape, you can always catch her and threaten me, right? How can I dare to run away again?"
Ning Wujie's lips curled up slightly, "As long as Your Majesty understands." He then ordered his subordinates, "Release Fu Wenxin."
He immediately picked the man up and strode out the door.
Wen Xing was startled, "Where are you going?"
"Return to the palace."
"Now?!"
Wen Xing struggled in the other person's arms, but the other person's arms were so tight that he couldn't move.
He only thought for a moment before reacting immediately. He held Ning Wujie's arm and said in a deep voice, "You knew I would agree to you, so you were already prepared, right?"
As he was speaking, he saw an old eunuch sitting at the front of the carriage. Upon seeing the two men, he quickly jumped off the carriage and bowed, "Your Majesty, Master."
Wen Xing was stunned: "Li Dequan?!"
The old eunuch smiled, his face full of wrinkles, and then he said "Hey".
Wen Xing said coldly to Ning Wujie, "When did you pick him up?"
It takes two days to get from Anxi to Tanping, right?
This guy was really prepared a long time ago!
Ning Wujie hummed, "Your Majesty, aren't you worried that you'll be exposed after returning to the palace? So I think the people around you should be your confidants."
Li Dequan nodded repeatedly and said, "This old servant will serve the master wholeheartedly."
Wen Xing clenched his fists.
At this moment, he saw Fu Wenxin leading the horse out from the corner of his eye.
He struggled to jump out of Ning Wujie's arms and walked to Fu Wenxin.
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Although Fu Wenxin helped Ning Wujie as a lobbyist, he was implicated by him after all, so he couldn't blame the other party.
Fu Wenxin waved his hands, "Actually, it's my fault."
"Forgive me for helping your husband, but there's nothing I can do. You don't know how terrifying he is. If I don't agree, he'll tear me apart alive!"
After all, this madman wouldn't do anything to Wen Xing, but he would do something to her, his accomplice...
When Fu Wenxin said this, she caught Ning Wujie's gaze from afar, and remembered Ning Wujie's threat to her, and she couldn't help but shudder.
She glanced at Wen Xing with sympathy, then immediately jumped on her horse and said, "I'm leaving now. Take care!" Impatiently turning her horse around, she said, "I owe you this time!"
After a while, the woman disappeared.
Wen Xing sighed.
Forget it, as long as Fu Wenxin is safe and sound.
He glanced sideways at Ning Wujie who was standing next to the carriage, then picked up his clothes and got into the carriage in a bad mood.
As soon as he entered the carriage, he smelled a familiar scent of ambergris.
The cabin was covered with soft pillows and quilts, which had obviously been prepared long ago.
Wen Xing closed his eyes solemnly.
Very good, everything is ready, just waiting for his words, right?
Outside the carriage came the sounds of servants carrying luggage and shadow guards preparing horses.
He had just sat down on the narrow couch at the rear of the car when Ning Wujie immediately pressed on top.
Wen Xing was forced to lie down and looked up at the face that was so close to him.
The man had a calm face and his eyes were as deep as pools.
Wen Xing suddenly realized that he had fallen step by step into the trap set by this person without knowing when.
Threaten him while trying to please him.
He had no choice but to give up any retreat and follow back to the palace willingly.
Wen Xing suddenly sneered, "Ning Wujie, should I thank you for not forcibly abducting me into the carriage?"
Ning Wujie lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
Wen Xing sighed, "You asked me that day why I always ran away. What exactly were I afraid of you for?"
"I've figured it out these past few days. Initially, I didn't want to go back to the palace because I knew there would be endless troubles. And I hate trouble."
"But later I realized that the more you tried to control me and manipulate me, the more I wanted to escape."
His heart was stabbed, and Ning Wujie's fingers on both sides of him suddenly clenched.
Wen Xing looked into Ning Wujie's dark eyes. "It's because you discovered this that you sent Fu Wenxin to act as a lobbyist and used her to hold me hostage, right?"
He didn't notice that the look in Ning Wujie's eyes was becoming deeper.
At this point, he became increasingly angry, his voice rising. "You're using both soft and hard tactics. You're calculating my every move. You want me to follow you, and you want me to have no way out! Ning Wujie, you're using all your clever tricks against me. I admit, I can't beat you..."
"Hmm..."
A deep kiss sealed his lips.
The tip of her tongue broke into his mouth, sucking and licking forcefully, controlling the force between her teeth and nibbling his lips.
Wen Xing's breathing suddenly became disordered.
Ning Wujie's voice broke through his teeth, "I'm afraid you won't want to see me again, so I can only..."
I can only do everything just to keep you.
In his sight, Ning Wujie's drooping eyelashes were close at hand, trembling slightly.
The words of forgiveness were almost on the verge of coming out of his mouth, but Wen Xing swallowed them back.
It's like this again.
Always like this!
Why does he soften his heart when this person shows weakness?
He was filled with rage but had no place to vent, so he gritted his teeth involuntarily. The tip of the other person's tongue was scratched by his canine teeth, and a fishy and sweet smell spread in his mouth in an instant.
Ning Wujie's movements faltered.
Wen Xing was also stunned for a moment. He quickly tried to push the person away to check the wound, his voice vague: "Does it hurt..."
But Ning Wujie seemed unaware of it. Instead, he seemed to be stimulated by the smell of blood. Instead of retreating, he moved forward and kissed him even more fiercely.
A streak of bright red blood escaped from between their tightly pressed lips, winding across Wen Xing's fair neck, drawing a shocking and gorgeous red line.
Wen Xing's pupils shrank sharply.
A rusty-sweet taste filled his mouth, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest, deafening him.
After a long moment, a faint light flashed across Wen Xing's eyes. He stretched out his palm to grab Ning Wujie's neck, and with a powerful force, he flipped over, suddenly taking control and pinning him down.
The carriage swayed, the sound of horse hooves occasionally mixed with the breathing of the two people, and finally gradually melted into the vast twilight outside the city.
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The author has something to say: There are minor adjustments in the previous chapter
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