Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 227

"Your Majesty, please make a decision as soon as possible. The trouble in Xuzhou is urgent and cannot be delayed."

……

Inside the carriage.

The wheels rolled along the palace road, making a rumbling sound that accentuated the quietness inside the carriage. Nalan Jingwen closed his eyes in deep thought, while Jingchi sat upright to the side, though his gaze kept drifting towards Nalan Jingwen. He tried to be discreet, but he couldn't help but look at him so many times.

Nalan Jingwen finally opened his eyes and met those bright blue eyes. A look of surprise flashed across the owner of those eyes, and then he immediately lowered his head. His ears quickly turned pink, and his voice became urgent.

"I had no intention of offending you, Your Highness. Please punish me."

Nalan Jingwen stared at him indifferently for a long time without saying a word. Seeing that she was silent, Jingchi did not dare to look up until fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Finally, Nalan Jingwen took pity on her and asked, "You said before that you were looking for someone. Have you found them?"

Jingchi didn't know why she brought this up, but simply replied truthfully, "Your Highness, not yet."

Nalan Jingwen was not too surprised and remained calm.

"You said that if members of your clan engage in sexual relations with mortals, the other person will not be able to withstand your strength and will explode and die. Is what you said true?"

Jingchi was slightly taken aback. He raised his head and met Nalan Jingwen's dark eyes, which were like a deep pool of water, making them unfathomable and unfathomable.

"……Yes."

After saying that, he lowered his head again, not daring to look at her.

A dark glint flashed in Nalan Jingwen's eyes. She picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. After the fragrance of tea filled her mouth, she slowly said, "Then why have I heard that this rule only applies to the men of your clan? And that those who explode and die are also men?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black, who had been looking down, suddenly raised his head, his pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Your Highness, who told you this?"

After he finished speaking, he realized he had been too impolite, so he softened his voice and said, "Your Highness, may I ask for your permission?"

Nalan Jingwen stared at him with a half-smile, his eyes conveying an unreadable meaning.

"You only need to answer yes or no."

Jingchi lowered his head, feeling the gaze above him that released a trace of oppressive power, and remained silent with pursed lips.

Unable to lie to Nalan Jingwen, he could only remain silent.

"If you remain silent, it means that what I said is true."

"Mirror Pool, why did you lie to me?"

Nalan Jingwen's voice was as calm as ever, but Jingchi could hear a dangerous seriousness mixed in with it.

"Subordinate..."

His lips trembled, but he only uttered two words that were neither loud nor soft. Nalan Jingwen thought he would explain to her, but after waiting for a long time, he still kept his head down, remained in that position, and remained silent.

Nalan Jingwen's eyes darkened, his fingertips tapped lightly, and his voice was slightly deep, "Initially, you approached me to verify whether I was the person you were looking for, and later you stayed by my side and refused to leave. What exactly is the purpose of all this?"

"You like me?"

In an instant, the man's breathing became erratic, his hands hanging at his sides trembled, and then he quickly clenched them into fists to cover up his inner panic.

Nalan Jingwen's voice was not loud, but it was a tone of certainty.

"Mirror Pool, how dare you!"

The man in black quickly stood up and knelt before Nalan Jingwen, the veins on the back of his hand bulging and his knuckles turning white. His voice was low and deep, “This subordinate dares not defile Your Highness.”

Nalan Jingwen leaned down, pinched his chin, and forced him to raise his head. Jingchi looked up at her, his face resolute, his eyes red and bloodshot, as if he had suffered some injustice.

"If I were to truly require you to sleep with me, would you not refuse?"

At first, when she didn't know what was going on, Jingchi kept trying to climb into her bed to verify his thoughts, even if it meant he would explode and die. But when she found out, he said that it was she who would explode and die.

But what if she really is someone who only cares about her own pleasure and doesn't care about her life?

As the saying goes, "To die beneath a peony is to die a romantic death."

What if that's really what she is?

So, will Jingchi just let her have her way? Let her do whatever she wants?

"say!"

Jingchi's lips parted slightly, and his incredibly pure eyes gazed at her, like a cloudless blue sky, so clean that it couldn't evoke any romantic thoughts. They were too pure to look directly at.

"Yes."

"Your Highness's order is my command, and I dare not disobey."

Is it that they dare not disobey, or that they have no intention of disobeying orders at all?

Even if the price is one's own life?

"Even if the price is the lives of my subordinates."

He didn't hesitate at all; his determination was unwavering, his eyes resolute.

Nalan Jingwen's hand paused slightly, then he released his chin and resumed his languid posture.

"What if I said that following me means you can never return to your people?"

"In other words, between me and the person you are seeking, who do you choose?"

Jingchi's pupils contracted slightly as he stared at Nalan Jingwen in shock, his mind blank.

The carriage stopped, and Cheng He's respectful voice came from outside. Nalan Jingwen glanced at him and got out of the carriage.

"Think it over carefully, and come back to me when you've made up your mind."

Mirror Pool knelt in place like a sculpture, completely still.

When Nalan Jingwen reached the door, he saw a purple figure. The cold wind blew up his clothes, making him shiver, but his eyes were fixed on the outside, his expression expectant and eager.

Nalan Jingwen paused slightly, then quickened her pace to walk to the man's side, took off her cloak, draped it over him, touched his cold, pale face, and frowned slightly.

"Why are you here?"

The large cloak covered her completely, leaving only her fluffy head exposed. Jinse looked up at Nalan Jingwen with a gentle smile, wrapped her arms around her waist, and leaned into her embrace.

"I want to see the prince as soon as possible."

Nalan Jingwen pursed his lips and remained silent, then hugged the person a little tighter.

She went to see Rong Hengyu and Liu Qishan, but not him. Later, she was summoned to the palace by imperial decree, which delayed her visit to him. In any case, she felt somewhat guilty.

Jinse was very obedient. He knew his identity and always kept it in mind. He dared not appear in front of Rong Hengyu because he was afraid of offending their eyes. He could only wait for Nalan Jingwen in his own courtyard, eagerly anticipating his arrival. He knew that the ginger soup was sent by Nalan Jingwen. No one knew how happy he was.

He knew he had no right to compete with them for anything, he always knew that, so he never dared to ask for much of Nalan Jingwen's love. He only hoped that Nalan Jingwen would think of him occasionally and come to see him, and that would be enough.

He missed her so much that after he learned she had entered the palace, he waited at the gate of her residence. Even though the cold wind kept blowing against his collar and he was shivering, he was still happy just thinking about seeing Nalan Jingwen soon.

He felt happy, and everything was worthwhile.