newbobooks Chapter 257
Chapter 257
Nalan Jingwen lowered her eyes. In her palm was his cold hand. After holding it for so long, it should be warm by now, but for some reason, Nalan Yin's hand could not be warmed up no matter how she held it.
Instead of answering Nalan Yin's question, she inquired, "What kind of poison have you been given?"
Nalan Yin's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled brightly.
"Is my elder sister worried about me?"
He stared intently at Nalan Jingwen, his eyes filled with undisguised possessiveness, as if he would readily take off his clothes to please her if she simply said yes.
"During the time I've been separated from you, my elder sister, I've taken good care of my body and haven't let it leave any scars. Would you like to see them, elder sister?"
As he spoke, he took off his coat, revealing his fair skin underneath. Just as he had said, his body was flawless, his skin as smooth as silk, and every inch of it was just right.
Nalan Yin was truly tempting her at every moment.
Nalan Jingwen stopped his hand, which was about to pull it down further, but her gaze fell on his collarbone. Below his collarbone, there was a mark, like a petal. She reached out and touched the petal, and the skin under her hand trembled involuntarily. Nalan Yin's beautiful eyes welled up with tears.
"what is this?"
Nalan Yin lowered her eyes and glanced around casually, a carefree smile playing on her lips. She breathed slightly and said, "Has Your Majesty forgotten? We signed a blood pact back then. Once the blood pact is complete, this mark will be there."
His words were ambiguous; anyone who didn't know better would think he was signing some kind of lifelong commitment, a contract to stay together until the end.
"Then why don't I have it on me?"
"This mark will only appear on the caster."
Nalan Jingwen nodded, asked no more questions, and helped him put on his clothes.
"The weather is cold now, and you're not feeling well, so don't take off your clothes unnecessarily."
Now that she needs his help, her attitude is many times better than before when she was in the Prince's mansion. Nalan Yin knows this perfectly well and is happy to accept it. As long as Nalan Jingwen needs his help, he will naturally do his best without reservation. However, he should at least recoup some of the costs during this period.
Nalan Yin nestled himself into Nalan Jingwen's arms, certain that the other wouldn't push him away. Sure enough, Nalan Jingwen simply wrapped his arms around his waist to make him more comfortable.
He leaned against Nalan Jingwen's chest, listening to her steady heartbeat, then looked up, his eyes filled with Nalan Jingwen's image, "Is Your Highness feeling sorry for Yin'er?"
"If Yin'er dies, will my elder sister miss Yin'er?"
Nalan Jing didn't even glance at him, and said calmly, "You can't die."
A tiny light suddenly ignited in Nalan Yin's dark, deep eyes. It was very small, like a spark in the night sky, but it was eye-catching enough.
"Your Highness is reluctant to part with Yin'er, isn't she?"
His voice was soft, almost a murmur, yet filled with hope.
Nalan Jingwen finally lowered his eyes to look at him. "We have signed a blood pact. If you die, I will not live either. I do not want to die now."
She hasn't finished what she's doing with her current identity, so even if she's going to die, she should wait until everything is settled before she dies.
The light in Nalan Yin's eyes gradually dimmed. She gripped Nalan Jingwen's sleeve tightly and snuggled closer to her, pressing her body against Nalan Jingwen's, as if only in this way could she fill the void in her heart and find a sense of security.
"My elder sister won't die, Yin'er won't let you die..."
The sound was very soft, and Nalan Jingwen didn't hear it clearly. When she looked at Nalan Yin again, he had already fallen asleep in her arms, as if he had exhausted all his energy and was sleeping peacefully.
She held him tighter to prevent him from falling, her mind racing with thoughts of Nangong Yu'an. She wondered if Xue Qingheng had arrived in Qilin yet, and whether he had any means to deal with the situation.
As for Xiao Li, judging from Nalan Yin's clues, he was kept hidden after the late emperor's death. As the son of a disgraced official and a man who was powerless, he shouldn't have made any enemies. Even if he had conflicts with others and killed Nangong Yu'an after he left, he should have left clues. However, not only did he not leave any clues, but he also escaped the eyes and ears of Hongqing Pavilion. What kind of expert could do that?
How did such a skilled fighter become involved with the son of a disgraced official and then kill him?
Was it a crime of passion? Or...?
The place is shrouded in mystery, with every direction blocked, as if trapped in a vicious cycle.
After thinking about it, she decided to pass on the information she had received from Nalan Yin to Xue Qingheng.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and they were about to arrive in Xuzhou. Considering Liu Qingxu's health, they stopped to rest and recuperate.
There were some problems when assigning rooms.
"Manager, are there no extra rooms?"
"No more. There are only two rooms in the top tier. You can squeeze in and sleep."
The shopkeeper looked at Nalan Jingwen and his group with his eyes darting around, looking shrewd and calculating.
She pointed at Nalan Jingwen, and the servant beside her instinctively wanted to draw his sword, but Nalan Jingwen stopped him.
"This young lady can then live with her husband, wouldn't that make everyone happy?"
Upon hearing this, Nalan Yin, who was standing next to Nalan Jingwen, gave her a knowing look and took out a gold ingot from somewhere and placed it on the table. "Two rooms it is. How about Yin'er serves my mistress tonight?"
As he spoke, he smiled and took Nalan Jingwen's arm in an intimate manner. Anyone would think that the two of them were a couple. Liu Qingxu, who was standing aside trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, looked away and dared not say a word.
Although Nalan Yin looks beautiful and harmless, in reality, whenever she gets close to Nalan Jingwen, he appears like a ghost, staring intently at her. She is terrified by his gaze, which is like looking at a dead person, and goosebumps rise all over her body.
At first, she thought it was her imagination, but she tried several times and found that whenever she got a little closer to Nalan Jingwen, that gaze would appear and follow her like a shadow.
If she got any closer, Nalan Yin would slip between them, completely separating her. While holding onto Nalan Jingwen, she would turn back and give her a cold look, as if as a warning.
That's a truly terrifying possessiveness!
But he was a completely different person in front of Nalan Jingwen, clingy and affectionate, like a kitten, holding onto Nalan Jingwen and refusing to let go.
I don't know how this person can change their expression so quickly.
So now she keeps her distance when she talks to Nalan Jingwen, and she never asks Nalan Jingwen for help with things she can do herself. This makes her feel that Nalan Yin's attitude towards her seems to have improved.
She remained indifferent, only offering a forced smile when Nalan Jingwen was present.
"Qingxu, I'll sleep with you tonight."
"what?"
! !
Liu Qingxu suddenly looked up and, as expected, saw Nalan Yin's sinister gaze. She waved her hands repeatedly.
"Miss! You should sleep with Young Master Yin. I snore and I'm afraid it will disturb you. Or I can sleep in the Earth-class room; I'm not picky, I just need a place to sleep!"