flstandardbreds Chapter 167
Chapter 167
"If you don't tell the truth, then I'm leaving."
As she was about to get up and leave, Chenyi hurriedly grabbed her sleeve, almost falling off the bed and revealing a large expanse of her cleavage.
"Ah Wen, don't go, I'll tell you..."
Nalan Jingwen sat back down, his expression indifferent.
"Go ahead."
Chenyi leaned forward and hugged her, afraid that she might leave in a fit of anger.
"I just want you to come back quickly. They're all looking at me, and you'll get angry."
He didn't say anything more, but Nalan Jingwen understood.
They saw him, and when the news got to her ears, she would rush back immediately.
Rather smart.
Chenyi hugged her and gently kissed her cheek.
Is Ah Wen angry?
A smile spread across his eyes, like twinkling stars adorning the night, dazzling and radiant.
“If Awen gets angry, it means that Awen cares about me.”
Nalan Jingwen didn't know what to say, and didn't even stop his intimate actions, feeling that they should be like this, without any sense of incongruity.
This was also something she found strange.
She pulled him away and said sternly, "Remember to wear pants next time, and don't use this method again."
Chenyi laughed, her laughter so loud it made her tremble, exuding charm and allure.
“I’ll listen to whatever A-Wen says, as long as A-Wen doesn’t abandon me.”
He leaned against Nalan Jingwen once more, his body soft and boneless, clinging to her shoulders, his warm breath tickling her neck.
"Chenyi really dislikes the smell on Awen."
"Then what do you want?"
"I want Ah Wen to be completely covered in my scent."
The neck felt warm and damp. Nalan Jingwen stood up and looked down at him.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
“I know, I want Awen to love me.”
"Everything I have belongs to Awen. Every part of my body, my blood, my flesh, even every hair belongs to Awen. My name was also given to me by Awen. I was born to exist for you."
Nalan Jingwen seemed to realize something, took two steps back to create some distance between them, and asked, "What's your full name?"
Chen Yi's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten me? You were the one who named me. You said we were destined to be together, that we both loved the color red, so you named me Chichenyi. Have you forgotten all that?"
Something seemed to flash through Nalan Jingwen's mind, and he suddenly shuddered.
The bright flowers dazzle the eyes, and the green grass cleanses the clothes.
"The flowers are so bright they intoxicate the eyes, and the grass is so green it cleanses the clothes."
Chen Yi murmured to himself, and Nalan Jingwen suddenly looked up at him.
"Your name is Chi Chenyi?!"
The red fox that the woman in her dream adopted was named Chi Chenyi.
The man before them also shared this name. Was it a coincidence, or...?
She quickly calmed down and regained her composure.
If it's not a coincidence, could this man be the fox from her dream?
An absurd idea was born in her mind.
This sounds absurd, but she's already encountered so many strange and unusual things, what's one more?
In this light, it's not surprising.
If he really is the fox from her dream, then the man in front of her is a fox demon?
And the Awen he mentioned, is she the woman in his dream?
Does that mean he used her as a substitute?
Realizing this, Nalan Jingwen inexplicably felt an extreme heaviness in her chest, as if she could hardly breathe, a feeling she disliked intensely.
Or rather, she didn't like being used as a substitute.
Nalan Jingwen said nothing and left the room without turning back, no matter how much Chenyi called after him.
She felt she needed to be alone for a while.
Back in her room, Jinse had already washed up and was waiting for her. When she returned, she brought her water.
Nalan Jingwen did not refuse and let him serve her.
There was a knock on the door suddenly.
"Enter."
It is red clouds.
She handed the two invitations to Nalan Jingwen and said, "Your Highness, the Second Princess and the Third Princess have both sent you invitations to the banquet today."
Nalan Jingwen took the invitation and opened it. Nangong Jiuyan invited her to go boating on the lake the next afternoon, while Nangong Muwan invited her to a brothel the next evening.
It was expected that Nangong Jiu would invite her to the banquet, but why was Nangong Muwan so eager?
Seeing that she didn't speak, Hongyun continued, "Your Highness, a scout just reported that His Majesty Qi Lin is seriously ill and probably won't last much longer. Now, all four princesses are trying to get people to take sides."
Nalan Jingwen paused, looking at her.
"Is the news accurate?"
Hongyun nodded, "Absolutely true."
Judging from Hongyun's confident demeanor, the information must have come from Rong Hengyu.
"What about the fourth princess?"
"The Fourth Princess's aunt is the General Who Guards the Nation in Qi Lin, and she is in charge of military power."
Nalan Jingwen closed the visiting card and began to make a plan.
If His Majesty Qi Lin is seriously ill, then her choice will determine which side she stands on. The reason why Nangong Jiuyan and the other man are so eager to invite her is that they want to drag her into this mess.
Nangong Shiyu's father is the current Empress, and her family is powerful, so she is not needed. Her aunt, the Fourth Princess, is a general who protects the country and is also a strong backer. Only Nangong Jiuyan and Nangong Muwan's families do not have enough power to match them, so they are at a disadvantage.
The fact that His Majesty Qi Lin was seriously ill was kept completely secret, yet a grand birthday banquet was still held. It seems that this birthday banquet was also intended to facilitate the princesses' efforts to win over various countries.
But she's just a prince with no real power. What good would it do to drag her into this mess?
She didn't want to get involved in the royal power struggles between other countries, nor did she want to get into trouble. She didn't even know which countries had sent representatives to Qi Lin's birthday banquet. Her purpose in coming here was simply to find out why Nangong Jiuyan was chasing her.
She thought for a moment and said, "Accept them all."
If you don't want to be forced to take sides, then go to both.
"Yes."
After Hongyun left, Nalan Jingwen casually tossed the visiting card onto the table, not wanting to look at it again.
Jinse gently massaged her temples to relieve her anxiety.
Nalan Jingwen hugged his waist, buried her face in his lower abdomen, and took a deep breath.
"Thank you, Jinse."
"It's all what a slave should do."
Nalan Jingwen chuckled softly, his voice muffled, then picked him up and carried him to the bed.
Jinse instinctively wrapped her arms around her neck, looking somewhat puzzled.
"Your Majesty?"
Nalan Jingwen lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eye, saying, "We'll be busy tomorrow, so Jinse, make it up to me tonight."
A blush spread across Jinse's fair face, like a crabapple blossom in the misty rain, delicate and beautiful.
He said softly, "Okay."
Begonias have not yet rained, pear blossoms have snowed first, and half of the spring is gone.
Again, the ground was littered with fallen petals.