[Chapter 52: The Sickly Man Falls in Love with His Flirtatious Wife 2]
(Okay, okay, I've read the whole book. Are you moved? I'm very moved [smile] All the previous chapters have been revised.)
Ji Mian looked at her indifferently and did not respond to her greeting.
Wen Shinian did not rush forward. He lowered his eyes to glance at Ji Mian's hand and said, "Your hand is injured, but it's no longer dangerous."
Ji Mian's expression was cold, still staring at her warily, but his red lips were mocking and taking the bait.
"No danger? Has the Fourth Princess forgotten her fame?"
Wen Shinian was silent.
Fame?
She is a playboy and a philanderer outside, and she will bring any good-looking man she sees home.
There is no such thing as a great reputation.
Wen Shinian bent down without saying a word, intending to take Wen Jiu, who was lying on the ground, out with him.
Wen Jiu was lying face down, and Wen Shinian grabbed one of her legs and dragged her away.
Wen Jiu rubbed his facial features against the ground, and his face and the template made a tangling sound as he moved.
After taking only two steps, he suddenly heard the young man's timid begging voice behind him.
"Fourth, Four Princesses, please, please save me."
Wen Shinian stopped and looked back.
The young man who had been standing upright just now had now collapsed to the ground, his eyes red as a rabbit's, and his wet deer eyes looked at her pleadingly.
Seeing him in this state, Wen Shinian dropped the leg in his hand without hesitation and strode over.
She quickly walked over to the boy, squatted down and helped him up.
Ji Mian's body was weak and his face was flushed. After being helped up by Wen Shinian, he fell limply into her arms.
When he smelled her scent, Ji Mian groaned in unbearable pain.
Wen Shinian paused and grabbed the boy's hand that was reaching into his clothes.
"Fourth Princess, I feel so bad, please... help me..."
"Be good, this place is not suitable, Wenjiu may wake up at any time."
Hearing Wen Jiu's name, the young man in his arms trembled and became completely obedient.
He was really afraid of Wen Jiu.
Wen Shinian's eyes turned slightly cold. After wrapping Ji Mian in the fox fur again, she carried him away and stomped hard on the back of Wen Jiu's head with an expressionless face.
The man underground groaned softly, but did not wake up.
Ji Mian leaned in Wen Shinian's warm arms. When he went out, he caught a glimpse of the servant who had fainted at the door.
He pursed his lips and leaned closer to Wen Shinian's arms, his slender hands unconsciously grasping Wen Shinian's collar.
She smells so good and warm.
I really want her to hold me like this forever.
Ji Mian raised the corner of his mouth quietly.
Wen Shinian took a detour, avoiding people and carried Ji Mian to her carriage.
"Go back home."
The waiting female guard saw her own princess coming out holding a man, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. When she heard Wen Shinian's voice, she came to her senses, got on the carriage and left.
"Ji Mian, can you still bear it?"
After the carriage started moving, Wen Shinian looked at the quiet boy in his arms.
The boy's face was redder than before, and judging from his consciousness, he didn't seem to be very clear.
"...Yeah, I can, I can bear it." After saying that, she burst into tears the next second: "Yes, I'm sorry, I... I have caused you trouble. If the Fourth Princess hates me, just let me go."
Ji Mian was crying and struggling to get up from Wen Shinian, and at that moment the carriage shook.
He lost his balance and suddenly sat back in Wen Shinian's arms.
Wen Shinian took advantage of the situation and hugged him tightly again, gently wiped away the tears that rolled down his eyes, and said softly: "I don't hate you, but you are in this state now, and I am afraid you will regret it later."
Ji Mian sniffed, his watery eyes and aggrieved expression made him look so pitiful.
"Will the Fourth Princess take me back to the palace to be a minister? If so, I will not regret it."
Wen Shinian: "...Why not Zhengjun?"
Ji Mian lowered his eyes, "Lang is only born to the Minister, and the Fourth Princess is a Princess. No matter who the Zhengjun is, he can't be Lang."
Wen Shinian lowered his eyes and looked at the young man in his arms, who was crying so hard, and gently brushed his cheek with his fingertips.
"What if I insist on you becoming my true lord?"
Ji Mian was not surprised to hear this. He was silent for a few seconds, then slowly shook his head.
"Impossible... Impossible."
He kept denying it, but his heart was stirred by Wen Shinian's words.
But, it was only a moment.
He was merely the son of an unpopular minister. If he had not been so handsome, his mother would have sold him off long ago if she wanted to exchange him for higher profits.
This face gave him time to survive, but it also made him a commodity without the right to make his own choices.
He did not aspire to be the master, he just wanted to leave the suffocating home and live a good life.
If he can't, or if his mother sells him to a woman like the eldest princess... then he'd rather die.
If you can't choose in life, then choose to die cleanly.
Feeling the weak breath of the person in his arms, Wen Shinian touched his head soothingly.
"Don't think too much. Since I said it, I can do it."
Ji Mian didn't respond, but just silently grabbed Wen Shinian's clothes.
"Alin, go get the doctor."
Wen Shinian strode towards the main courtyard with the person in his arms.
The female guard driving the carriage took the order and turned to leave.
Ji Mian was already unconscious at this moment. After being placed on the bed by Wen Shinian, he began to tear off his clothes.
Wen Shinian pulled the quilt over the person and wrapped him up.
"It's so hot and uncomfortable."
Ji Mian opened his eyes blankly and twisted his body to try to break free.
"It won't be uncomfortable in a while." Wen Shinian stared at the young man on the bed, whose face looked even more gorgeous after being drugged, and couldn't help swallowing.
It’s so beautiful. I’m a little greedy.
Wen Shinian has never been one to put herself in a difficult position. Since she is set to marry the young man anyway, it would be okay to give him a kiss, right?
Wen Shinian licked his lips, and when Ji Mian hummed again, he leaned over, pressed him down, and kissed him.
When she kissed him, Ji Mian subconsciously raised his neck in response.
When he touched Wen Shinian's cool and soft lips, his furrowed brows relaxed a little.
He greedily absorbed the sweet dew from Wen Shinian's mouth. While struggling, he took advantage of Wen Shinian's inattention, pulled his hands out from under the quilt, and took the initiative to hug Wen Shinian's neck, holding her in his arms to prevent her from escaping.
The temperature in the room rose, and an ambiguous atmosphere began to spread around the two of them.
Wen Shinian picked him up and held him in his arms, his fingertips clasping the boy's twisting waist.
Through the clothes, the slender waist feels so good that people don't want to move away.
Wen Shinian narrowed her eyes, finally understanding why the male protagonist in the previous worlds liked to touch her waist so much.
Now she has become a beneficiary, feeling the fun, she also loves it~
Just as I was about to become confused and lost in passion, Alin's voice came from outside the door.
"Princess, the imperial physician is here."
Wen Shinian's eyes instantly cleared.
She grabbed the boy in her arms, pulled up his clothes as quickly as possible, and stuffed him into the quilt.
After finishing, don’t forget to tidy yourself up.
After everything was done, he coughed lightly and asked someone to come in in a low voice.
Alin brought the imperial physician in and when she saw her master with red lips and excited expressions, she looked away calmly.
The imperial physician was an old acquaintance. When he saw Wen Shinian, he knew her temperament. After paying his respects, he smiled and joked with her.
"Has the Fourth Princess picked up another beauty?"
Wen Shinian glanced at him expressionlessly, "Don't talk nonsense."
The imperial physician smiled, glanced at Ji Mian lying on the bed, and then took out a white porcelain bottle from the medical box.
"Antidote, just one pill will do."
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