newbobooks Chapter 222
Chapter 222
The sun is rising.
As soon as Liu Qishan opened his eyes, he saw the face in front of him that he had been longing for day and night. His cheeks flushed slightly as he secretly traced her eyebrows and eyes, unable to get enough of looking at her.
Nalan Jingwen placed his hand on his waist, embracing him in an extremely possessive manner. The two were pressed tightly together, and even through their clothes, he could clearly feel the other's warmth.
He gazed at Nalan Jingwen with longing, wishing time could stand still. Nalan Jingwen had woken up when Liu Qishan did, expecting Liu Qishan to do something, but to his surprise, he simply stared at her without doing anything.
She opened her eyes and met Liu Qishan's gaze. The latter was somewhat taken aback, but quickly revealed a gentle smile.
"woke up?"
Nalan Jing hummed in response, her hand beneath the blanket massaging his slender waist. "Does it still hurt?"
Thinking of the absurdity of last night, Liu Qishan's cheeks flushed red. He responded softly and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her.
The lingering soreness in her lower back and the faint discomfort between her legs were testaments to the madness of the previous night. It was unclear where Nalan Jingwen had massaged, but the person in her arms unconsciously let out an ambiguous moan before quickly realizing what had happened and covering her mouth.
Nalan Jing chuckled when she heard him so shy, and kissed the corner of his reddened eyes.
"Qishan's voice is very beautiful."
Liu Qishan glared at her as she listened to her words, but his gaze was completely harmless, as gentle as a little rabbit, which made the woman's heart soften even more.
Nalan Jingwen finally burst out laughing, her laughter hearty and cheerful. Liu Qishan, gazing at her radiant smile, was once again captivated.
She lingered with Liu Qishan for a while longer, then picked him up and helped him get dressed.
Although it was against the rules, he was unable to move around easily, so he let Nalan Jingwen dress him up, even though his face turned completely red.
Nalan Jingwen looked at the ambiguous marks she had left on Liu Qishan's body, which were particularly obvious on his snow-white skin. She loved to see her beloved's innocent yet irresistibly succumbing to passion. Liu Qishan was actually very restrained, always covering his mouth to avoid making any ambiguous breaths, but she just liked to tease him, leaving one ambiguous mark after another, making it impossible for him to pay attention to covering his mouth. He could only succumb to passion in a daze.
Every movement and every breath of Liu Qishan held a fatal attraction for her. Time and again, she greedily possessed him, wishing she could meld him into her very bones and leave her own mark on him.
He is hers and only hers.
Nalan Jingwen traced the hickey on his collarbone with her fingertips, and suddenly remembered the first time she met Jingchi, how he had always wanted to climb into her bed just to verify if she was the one he was looking for.
She later pressed him for answers, which led to a conflict between them.
After regaining her memory, she suddenly realized that he had lied to her.
He said that if a person from the divine realm were to marry a mortal, the other person would be unable to withstand the immense power and would explode and die, which is indeed true.
However, this rule only applies to men. If a man from the divine realm marries a mortal, the man will explode and die. Women from the divine realm, on the other hand, are not subject to this restriction.
This is why, despite having slept with Liu Qishan and Jinse, they had no problems.
Therefore, if she is not the person Jingchi is looking for, and if Jingchi really slept with her, then the one who exploded and died was Jingchi.
So why did Jingchi lie to her in the first place?
Nalan Jingwen was deep in thought, and his movements slowed down. Liu Qishan noticed this and looked up to see Nalan Jingwen with a somber face, seemingly lost in thought.
He placed his hand over hers and asked with some concern, "What's wrong?"
Nalan Jingwen quickly came to his senses and shook his head at him.
"nothing."
She wrapped her arms around his waist, letting Liu Qishan lean all his weight on her, and then helped him wash up before calling the servants in.
It seems that Jingchi had given the order beforehand, because the servants were not surprised to see her and quietly served the dishes.
Before he even sat down, Nalan Jingwen heard a familiar voice.
"Your Majesty!!"
Liu Qishan glanced at her sideways, and Nalan Jingwen patted his hand, gesturing for him to sit down, before looking at the newcomer.
Cheng He strode quickly into the house, her hair neatly combed, her expression excited.
"Your Highness, you're finally back! This old servant has missed you so much!!"
Nalan Jingwen stared at her without speaking. She received no response, but she wasn't embarrassed. She looked Nalan Jingwen up and down, her eyes almost overflowing with heartache.
"Your Highness has lost so much weight! This won't do! This old servant will immediately give the order to make sure you regain your weight!"
After she finished speaking, she was about to leave when Nalan Jingwen called her back.
"No need."
Cheng He's expression visibly fell apart. Nalan Jingwen waved to her and asked, "Where is the King's Consort?"
Before Cheng He could speak, a commotion came from outside.
"Wang Fu, please be careful. You've only just recovered, so you should wear more clothes in this weather!"
Hongyun's voice carried from afar. Everyone looked towards the door and saw a pale golden figure hurrying towards them, followed by a black shadow.
Rong Hengyu was wearing only a thin coat, which was obviously put on in a hurry and was just thrown on. You could even see the white inner garment underneath. Her hair was casually tied up in a bun, with most of it hanging down her back. The strands of hair fluttered in the wind, revealing her delicate and perfect face.
Perhaps because the coat was too big and the movements were too hasty, Rong Hengyu stepped on the hem of his own coat, staggered, and was about to fall.
Hongyun's pupils dilated in shock, and she exclaimed, "The King's Consort!!"
Everyone was startled. Just as Jingchi, who was guarding outside the door, was about to make a move, a faster red figure swept past him.
Rong Hengyu subconsciously closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to strike, but unexpectedly a strong hand suddenly appeared on his waist, and he fell into a familiar and warm embrace, where he heard a woman's worried voice.
"How are you? Are you hurt?"
The moment he heard the sound, he suddenly felt his eyes burning and his throat tighten, as if something was stuck in his throat.
He opened his eyes, looked at the worry in Nalan Jingwen's eyes, and said nothing.
Nalan Jingwen thought he was frightened, so he held him in his arms and gently comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
No matter how intelligent, composed, and noble Rong Hengyu is, he is still just a man. He can be afraid and get hurt, and he needs someone to protect him.
He leaned against her chest, listening to her gentle voice, his fingertips gripping her clothes tightly, and closed his eyes to hide the surging longing within them.
Nalan Jingwen carried the person and checked for injuries. Hongyun rushed over and knelt down, saying, "Your Highness, I failed to protect the Prince Consort. Please punish me!"
All the servants knelt down, awaiting Nalan Jingwen's wrath.
After checking that the person in his arms was not injured, Nalan Jingwen waved his hand.
"It's alright, just be more careful next time."