Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 259 What's Wrong?

Cuibai Hall.

Shen Beiqi sat behind his desk, on which was piled a thick pile of official documents.

Luo Jue sat beside the small table on the couch, with documents still piled up like a mountain beside him.

Luo Jue couldn't bear to read a single word of the document, so he simply threw it on the table and complained,

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but Your Majesty has ascended the throne and there are so many things to sort out, and it's a time when you need people. You've been in Luozhu for more than two months. You know I've been reading official documents so much that I've almost gone blind!"

Shen Beiqi put the rice paper in his hand to the right, glanced at Luo Jue, and picked up another piece from the left to continue reading.

"Hey, what did you just say? Are you going to plead guilty tomorrow?"

Luo Jue was puzzled, "Didn't you go to Luozhu to help Jiang Li detoxify? What crime do you want to ask His Majesty for?"

Yue Yang strode in, came to Shen Beiqi's side, and whispered a few words.

Shen Beiqi pulled the corner of his mouth, leaned back in his chair, and looked straight at Luo Jue with cold eyes.

Luo Jue felt a chill on his back. Why was she looking at him like that?

What did he do wrong?

It's really baffling.

As the New Year approaches, Xing'anfang is indeed much more lively than usual.

Not only were there many more vendors, but there were also several circus troupes performing on the street with gongs.

Young men and women strolled through the streets, choosing places where there were not many people, chatting casually as they walked.

"By the way." Jiang Li asked, "You and the Fourth Princess..."

Halfway through the question, she felt a little regretful.

In fact, she wanted to persuade them to reconcile. Since they were already husband and wife, even if they could not love each other wholeheartedly, they could still respect each other and spend their lives together.

But she felt that it would be easier for her waist to talk while standing.

After all, she is not Xiao Wushuang, nor is she Luo Yan, so she doesn't know what the situation of their marriage is like.

Without personal experience, it is naturally impossible to persuade them with some lofty principles.

In winter, it gets dark very early.

Rows of red lanterns were lit in Xing'anfang, and red light filled the streets, adding a festive atmosphere.

Luo Cheng's smile froze slightly, and he said nonchalantly, "She has already shaved her head and become a nun, and will spend the rest of her life in seclusion."

Jiang Li was stunned.

She didn't expect that Xiao Wushuang would end up like this.

The two were silent for a moment, with only the bustling voices in their ears and the rustling sound of lanterns colliding above their heads when the night wind blew.

The two turned across the street and climbed up the steps to the bridge.

Jiang Li subconsciously looked under the bridge. It was pitch black and she did not see the singing woman from before.

"She was taken in as a concubine and no longer made a living by singing."

As if seeing her confusion, Luo Yan explained.

The breeze blew the snow-white fluff on her cloak, and the red light in the distance was reflected in her clear eyes.

Luo Cheng felt a sense of loss in his heart.

It was clearly the two of them who were traveling together in Xing'anfang, but everything had changed.

"Is he...good to you?" Luo Yan felt that his words were a bit redundant.

Even he could see that Shen Beiqi treated her very well.

Whether it was as a sworn brother before, or as a...

He lowered his eyes.

Jiang Li leaned on the bridge railing, looking at the lanterns twinkling like stars not far away, and smiled slightly, "It's fine."

An expected answer.

Luo Cheng's fingers that were resting on the bridge railing curled up slightly.

"Luo Cheng." She turned to look at him, "No matter where you go in the future, don't forget to write a letter back to let your friends in Jiangdu City know that you are safe."

Luo Cheng looked at her for a moment, his eyes moist. He smiled and turned his face away, "Okay, I will send you a letter every year from now on."

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Jiang Li, I want to ask you a question."

"Ok?"

"Do you remember...what you promised me before?"

Jiang Li couldn't remember what he was talking about.

Luo Cheng reminded, "You said that in the next life... you would marry me."

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I remember."

Luo Cheng smiled and said, "Just remember it."

He was also afraid that she had completely forgotten her promise to him.

Even if she forgot, he wouldn't blame her.

Originally, the person in her heart was not him.

The night wind was a little chilly, Jiang Li wrapped her cloak tightly, "Let's go back, it's a little cold."

As the two walked down a few steps, they saw a tall and straight young man, as tall as a bamboo or a pine tree, standing at the foot of the stairs.

He put his hands behind his back and looked at Jiang Li with a half-smile.

That smile was obviously incredibly pretty, but Jiang Li sensed a hint of danger.

Shen Beiqi walked up to her, held her hand, frowned and asked, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"It's okay, just a little cold." Jiang Li said truthfully.

"Come on, go home."

Luo Cheng stood at the intersection, watching the two people leave in silence until their shadows were completely lost in the drifting red light.

Although they said they were going home, the direction the carriage was heading was not towards the Jiang Mansion.

Jiang Li lowered the curtain and looked at him suspiciously, "Where are you taking me?"

Shen Beiqi smiled faintly, "What do you think?"

"Shen Mansion?" Jiang Li said, "I was originally planning to go back to Shen Mansion today, but I ran into Luo Cheng on the way and was delayed for some time."

Shen Beiqi nodded, "Then what?"

She frowned, feeling that his words were full of hostility. "Then, he wanted me to walk with him, so I..."

Before she could finish her words, he pulled her into his arms.

The man's handsome face was infinitely magnified before her eyes, his beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with the scorching light she had seen before.

That was... the emotion he had shown when he was "punishing" her.

"You..." She pushed him hurriedly, "What do you want to do!"

This is on a carriage!

"You'll know what I want to do in a moment."

He placed his hands firmly behind her head, restraining her.

His kiss first landed on her lips, rolling and turbulent, and his hand slid down from her shoulder through her clothes.

Then, his kiss slid down and landed on her neck.

The cloak was a bit of a hindrance, so he simply untied it and threw it on the ground.

Even through the brocade fabric, she could still feel that his palms were very hot. He was not as gentle as before, but instead wanted to tear her apart.

She had to admit that she had no power to resist his teasing, whether verbal or physical, and was easily defeated.

In my ears was the rumbling sound of wheels, the repeated cries of vendors, and his breathing that seemed to be heavy enough to burst.

Under the dual torture of body and mind, she begged softly, "I was wrong... I was wrong... Please, don't do it here..."

His back stiffened. He had intended to tease her on purpose, but when he touched her, he nearly lost control.

The flickering light of the candle on the small table in the carriage was reflected in her deer eyes that seemed to have been washed by rain.

Whenever he saw her like this, he couldn't help but want to ravage her.

Only today did he truly understand what it meant to be blinded by lust.

Only in front of her could he easily lose his reason and clarity, and immerse himself in the lingering love with her, unable to extricate himself.

"What's wrong?" he asked her in a hoarse voice.