newbobooks Chapter 230
Chapter 230
Nalan Jingwen rarely showed them a cold face; in fact, she would give them whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't cross her bottom line. Nalan Jingwen would continue to pamper them.
Pei Yunche was frightened by Nalan Jingwen's cold gaze and immediately fell silent, tears streaming down his face as he stared at her longingly.
Although he was willful and arrogant, it didn't mean he was a person who didn't know his limits. He knew he had said things he shouldn't have, and he was annoyed that he couldn't control his mouth.
But he felt wronged. She already had so many people around her, why did she have to bring someone back, and of all people...
He stole a glance at Nalan Jingwen, and seeing her cold and stern expression, he immediately lowered his eyes and reached out to tug at her robe. "I was wrong, please don't be like this..."
Nalan Jing's expression softened upon hearing his admission of wrongdoing. She raised her hand to wipe away his tears and said, "I originally planned to visit you after settling everything in the manor, but I didn't expect you to come first. Would you like to stay for dinner?"
Pei Yunche glanced at Jinse beside him, then at Nalan Jingwen, knowing that if he continued to make a scene, it would offend Nalan Jingwen, so he decided to back down gracefully.
"want!"
Nalan Jingwen nodded, instructed the servants to prepare dinner, and then waved to Jinse over there.
Jinse came to her side, pursed her lips and remained silent, her eyes lowered in meekness. Nalan Jingwen sighed, took his hand, and said softly, "He meant you no harm, don't take those words to heart."
Jinse nodded and gave Nalan Jingwen a generous smile, "It's alright, I don't mind."
His smile seemed flawless, but it was full of flaws. Jinse was always sensitive and would magnify the unintentional words of others, let alone the obvious meaning in Pei Yunche's words just now.
Pei Yunche remained silent, refusing to look at the two of them.
Nalan Jingwen didn't say anything more, but ordered someone to take Pei Yunche downstairs to change his clothes. Pei Yunche originally wanted to throw a tantrum and refuse to go, but then he remembered Nalan Jingwen's cold gaze and swallowed back the words he was about to say.
He said reluctantly, "Then...then wait for me!"
After Nalan Jingwen nodded in agreement, Pei Yunche left with the servants.
Jinse stayed by Nalan Jingwen's side the whole time, obedient and meek, which softened Nalan Jingwen's heart. She took his hand and pulled it slightly, and Jinse stumbled and fell into her arms, surrounded by a fragrant and soft body.
Jinse's cheeks flushed slightly as she nestled obediently in her arms, her slender, white fingers gripping Nalan Jingwen's collar tightly.
Nalan Jingwen lightly lifted his fingertips and brushed them across his cheek. The touch was exquisite, making him reluctant to let go.
Nalan Jingwen remained silent, tracing every inch of his face, from his eyes to his lips, each detail meticulously crafted. Jinse did not resist; no matter what Nalan Jingwen did, no matter how outrageous, he would obey unconditionally, even to the point of having no bottom line.
He belongs to her, from head to toe, body and soul, completely to her. Even if Nalan Jingwen asked him to die now, he would not hesitate, even if it meant eternal damnation.
Nalan Jing looked up and met those eyes full of love—love that came after humility. She paused, then took his hand and intertwined her fingers with his.
Why don't you wear the ring I gave you?
Jinse didn't wear any jewelry. Even though many pieces were provided for him, he remained plain and never wore any.
Jinse was taken aback by his words, looked at her empty hands, then smiled and said softly, "It's too precious."
Nalan Jingwen frowned, about to say something, but Jinse, knowing what she was about to say, gently rested her head on Nalan Jingwen's neck and said, "I have kept all the things that Your Highness gave me. Just looking at them makes me happy."
“The ring was given to me by the prince. I embroidered a sachet and put the ring inside. I wear it close to my body.”
As he spoke, he took out a purple sachet from his pocket. The sachet was embroidered with a crabapple tree, the embroidery was exquisite and lifelike.
The pink and white petals are like silk, delicate as the glow of the sunset, just like that man leaning against the tree under the moonlit crabapple tree that night, head bowed in self-pity, a sight to behold.
Jinse knew she was looking at the crabapple blossom on the sachet, so he lowered his eyes and said softly, "This is from when I first met Your Highness."
They first met under a crabapple tree, under the bright moonlight, gazing at each other across the falling crabapple petals, a glance that felt like an eternity.
He took the ring out of the sachet and handed it to Nalan Jing to smell. The latter shifted his gaze from the crabapple tree to the ring in his palm.
She picked up the ring, sat up straight, and Jinse, sitting on her lap, didn't understand what she was going to do, but still followed her and straightened up. Nalan Jingwen took his hand and slowly put the ring on his ring finger.
Jinse's knuckles, which used to have a thick layer of calluses, now only have a thin layer left, unlike the scarred and battered appearance of before. They are now as white and smooth as jade, quite beautiful, and truly a perfect match for this ring.
"A brocade zither is a perfect match for a brocade zither."
Jinse was never the name of a male prostitute in Dream of the Red Chamber, and it was never insulting. Jinse was a treasure and a symbol of beauty.
Jinse lowered her eyes, her dark eyelashes trembling slightly, her red lips pursed, and she stared intently at her hands without uttering a word.
After a while, he raised his head, his beautiful eyes shimmering like autumn water, clearly reflecting Nalan Jingwen's smiling eyes.
He seemed to see his own reflection in Nalan Jingwen's eyes.
Jinse was momentarily stunned. After hastily averting her gaze, she seemed to remember something, took out another sachet from her bosom, which was exactly the same as his, and carefully handed it to Nalan Jingwen with both hands.
"This is a sachet that I embroidered for Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will not find it offensive."
Without a second thought, Nalan Jing took it and tied it to his belt. "Is this alright?"
Jinse smiled faintly and nodded obediently.
Nalan Jingwen reached out and hugged the person again, his hands tightly around the waist, holding him very tightly and with great force, but without hurting the person in his arms.
Jinse didn't know what was wrong with her, nor did she ask, and obediently stayed in her arms.
Nalan Jing sighed and whispered in his ear, "Pei Yunche didn't mean what he said just now. Jinse, don't take it to heart. That's just his personality. He doesn't think before he speaks. Don't take it to heart."
Jinse nodded obediently, "I know, I know that Young Master Pei has no ill intentions towards me. Young Master Pei just likes the Prince too much. I know all that."
Jinse has always been very obedient, doing whatever she is told. It is precisely because she is too obedient that Nalan Jingwen feels wronged.
Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing hugged the person even tighter.
"How can I, the king, be at ease letting you be all I want when you're like this?"
"From now on, you'll all stay obediently by my side, okay?"
Jinse buried her face in Nalan Jingwen's chest until her nose was filled with her scent, and her whole body relaxed, as if she had found a safe haven.
"it is good."
He would never leave Nalan Jingwen, even if she didn't want him.
He could no longer be alone; without Nalan Jingwen, everything would be meaningless.