There was even a child, and he clearly wanted to hide it to the end… but she was thinking about how to clear him of guilt.
In the past, Nangong Jingnu had always felt that her er-jie’s personality was somewhat weak. Now that she looked at it, wasn’t the truly weak one… herself?
From beginning to end, Nangong Jingnu did not think about what Qi Yan had done wrong. He was gentle, cultured, elegant, reserved and courteous. He yielded to her for everything… How could someone like this do any wrong?
Qi Yan: “In the past three years, this subject has often been reflecting, I… owe your Highness too much.”
Nangong Jingnu bit her lip a little. That was the thorn stuck through Nangong Jingnu’s heart— Xiao-Die.
Qi Yan: “I’m sorry, your Highness.”
Qi Yan’s embrace was warm and safe. She knew that this was improper, but her body could not be controlled. It nestled into this person’s arms and did not want to move anymore.
I could not sleep at night, as I would see your figure whenever I closed my eyes. I was so scared that I would never have the fate to see you again for the rest of my life. I still had so many things I wanted to tell you… But, when I saw you, I felt as if I had lost my soul.
The features of his face had profound outlines and there were a few degrees of gentleness within that handsomeness.
She already had her breath taken away the night of the wedding. She thought that she had gotten used to it but the more she looked, the more transfixed she became…
Lu Zhongxing fell onto the imperial road, then Qi Yan sat on him as she swung her fists down repeatedly. This irrepressible wrath has been suppressed for too long in her heart; it had been pent up with no place to vent.
Qi Yan: “…She is already four months pregnant. It is this subject’s child.”
So, a heart could shatter.
So, the shattering of a heart could have a sound.
What does that sound like?
Like the sound of the sky collapsing, thunderous and deafening. Darkness fell before her eyes.
Qi Yan would occasionally rub her palms together till it’s hot to press it on Nangong Jingnu’s abdomen. Although Nangong Jingnu was somewhat bashful, she still obediently enjoyed the warmth and tenderness of her beloved person with a red face.
She wished that she could just get on Jinhuaiwu right now, to race back to Nangong Jingnu’s side, and then tell her: she’s missed her a lot, she’s worried about her! And she had to ask her: just why won’t she listen?
She had actually, felt a peculiar feeling…
This feeling made her conscience feel hollow.
When Ding You was kneading earlier, there was clearly no sensation other than some pain. So why was it different when she’s doing it?
Qi Yan: “This subject deserves death.”
Nangong Jingnu bit heavily on Qi Yan’s shoulder: “You do indeed deserve death.”
Qi Yan: “Then may your Highness have this subject dragged to the marketplace for beheading.”
Nangong Jingnu: “…That, would be too easy for you.”
But at this very moment, Nangong Jingnu realized with surprise: that layer of mist had vanished!
So those eyes could be lustrous too. It was so brilliant that it was dazzling.
At that thought, Nangong Jingnu couldn’t help but find it somewhat funny: how fortunate that she was not actually a Prince. Otherwise, she would definitely be a fatuous and self-indulgent ruler. Then, wouldn’t Qi Yan be a dangerous beauty?
She followed Qi Yan’s gaze to find Jiya. That woman who had a bewitching beauty, had a curve by her lips that had yet to be hidden away.
Nangong Jingnu was taken aback: compared to this tribeswoman, even er-jie whose appearance was higher than hers would lose color…
Suddenly, she thought about a problem: in her eyes, she had the identity of a man…
It was as if a basin of cold water had poured over her head, extinguishing every flame. And the feelings that poured from the crack in her heart froze into a thousand yards of ice in an instant.
The west? Qi Yan’s bedchamber was in the west garden!
Nangong Jingnu sprinted out, then her petite body quickly disappeared among the crowd…
Qi Yan could not see at night. He would not be able to run away!
You have to be alright!
In comparison, Nangong Jingnu felt that Qi Yan was more valuable. But at the same time that she felt relieved, she felt even guiltier towards Nangong Shunu.
If she was the one who married Lu Zhongxing instead, would she have suffered the same treatment?