Chapter 216 Lightweight

On New Year's Eve, everyone was well fed and had to go outside the city to watch the fireworks.

Jiang Xuening, however, was somewhat confused.

I vaguely remember what Yan Lin and Shen Zhiyi had said to me, and she replied with a normal expression, but when I turned around, I didn't remember anything. It wasn't until the cold wind in the courtyard blew my face that I suddenly woke up.

The banquet has come to an end.

Everyone went to see the fireworks.

She pretended to be tired and didn't go down the corridor with them alone. But upon closer inspection at this moment, I realized that this was not the way back to my own house, but the way to Xie Wei's courtyard.

The colorful lanterns of the Spring Festival are hung in the bustling courtyard, but in this secluded place, one can see the coldness.

The branches that have shed all the leaves are slanting along the corridor.

The dim yellow light fell on her feet, fainting her figure to the ground.

Jiang Xuening really didn't want to think about it, but Shen Zhiyi's words during the banquet kept echoing in her ear, lingering and disturbing her mind.

At that moment in the palace

Who knows her birthday, and who has the ability to command the imperial dining room, and even if the little eunuch, the god, doesn't know, sends a bowl of noodles into the Yangzhi Zhai?

Not the most likely person.

So, the person who has this ability but shouldn't have this possibility has become the only possible person.

But how absurd is that?

She stood still in the hallway, her fingers hanging on her side trembling uncontrollably.

In past and present lives, various reasons and experiences have come to mind.

At one moment, in the late night palace confinement, Xie Ju'an smiled and said a fleeting "Empress's self-respect". At another moment, in the early summer wall reading hall, he fiercely grabbed her and almost begged "Jiang Xuening, don't leave" in a restrained manner

Suddenly, it was snowing heavily again.

He grabbed her neck tightly in the dark cave, and then turned around. The golden steps in the hair of Kunning Palace fell to the ground, gradually stained by the winding pool of blood

That pain, that coldness, it seemed as if she had never left her for a lifetime of hard work.

Jiang Xuening raised her hand and pressed hard on the side of her neck.

As if the surging blood vessels were cut open by a sharp dagger, if not tightly grasped, there would be a trickle of blood flowing out, so painful, so painful.

Even the scars brought by Yan Lin's past life have not been forgotten by her, how could she be willing to jump into another sword mountain and another sea of fire?

From the moment of rebirth, some things have been deeply imprinted.

She is destined to never completely break free from the past.

Without those past experiences, there would be no present Jiang Xuening.

Even if she had suffered in her past life, it could be considered as her own fault and cocoon, but in the end, it was he who forced her to kill her!

The things flickering in my mind are constantly changing.

Jiang Xuening almost arched her back in pain, bent down, only floating her feet, stumbled and turned around, trying to find her way back to her own room.

Just taking two steps, I tend to recall that day.

Xie Wei asked her how Shen Zhiyi was worth going through fire and water with all her might. When she answered, "Your Highness is very good to me," Xie Wei's silent gaze, which had been staring at her for a long time

The footsteps couldn't help but stop.

The agonizing sensation captured her and made her feel an unbearable pain. She endured to the extreme, but instead became a sudden surge of determination.

Some things are no longer what she desires in this life.

Although he claimed to have lived for two lifetimes, the total number of lifetimes is only twenty-seven years, more than a year less than Xie Ju'an in this life. Moreover, how can her innate intelligence be compared to that of Xie Ju'an, a celestial being?

If you don't explain it clearly and cut it off, it will ultimately be you who suffer.

Jiang Xuening remained neutral in the cold silence for a while, slowly clenching her fingers and forcefully dispelling the trembling that had climbed up. She then turned around again and headed towards the end of the corridor.

Under the eaves, the tree shadows are sparse.

The Sword Book, who used to guard outside Xie Wei's gate, stood outside the courtyard holding a sword tonight. Seeing her figure, she was already shocked and said, "Miss Ning Er?"

Jiang Xuening said, "I have something to talk to, sir."

Jianshu was instantly shocked and instinctively wanted to say something, but upon seeing her, she didn't say it at all.

There is an indescribable feeling in this gaze.

Jiang Xuening was preoccupied and didn't think deeply. Although Jian Shu didn't answer, she didn't stop him, so she walked straight in from beside him and stopped at the tightly closed door.

There was not a glimmer of light in the room, it was pitch black, and there seemed to be a faint sound of water.

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She took a deep breath and lightly knocked on the door.

The sound of water inside suddenly stopped.

Jiang Xuening listened in confusion for a moment and continued, "Mr. Xie, students need to inquire about something."

The room was so silent that there was no sound at all.

She almost thought that the commotion she had heard earlier was her own illusion, and Xie Wei couldn't be sure if she had already fallen asleep.

Just a moment later, the sound of water splashing was heard, much more pronounced than just now.

The tightly closed door quickly opened.

Xie Wei emerged from the icy water, without even wiping off the water stains on his body. He casually wore a pale Taoist robe outside, with most of his hair soaked in water, and his face, neck, and Adam's apple dripping wet.

He walked barefoot on the ground without shoes on.

The front of the Taoist robe spread out, completely devoid of the usual clean and tidy appearance, and down the Adam's apple, even revealing a sturdy chest. With her thin lips tightly pursed and her hand resting on the door, she looked at her with one eye, creating a heart wrenching sensation.

Although the room was not lit and pitch black, there were lights hanging on the porch outside.

With that light shining, Jiang Xuening had already seen him clearly.

At this moment, my mind suddenly realized that Xie Ju'an was bathing in the room just now!

She suddenly realized that the timing was not right, so she quickly restrained her gaze and didn't dare to look any further. She lowered her gaze to her feet and quickly said, "Student, come back another day."

After speaking, I want to leave.

Xie Wei grabbed her arm and firmly imprisoned her, saying, "Are you so afraid of me?"

He was clearly soaked in cold water, with no visible heat on his body. However, the palm that grabbed her arm transmitted an astonishing temperature in his heart, and through a layer of soft silk, it was trembling.

Jiang Xuening felt more and more wrong.

She managed to maintain her composure and said, "I just wanted to ask the gentleman about some unresolved confusion. It was because I drank two more glasses of wine during the banquet and lost my head. I came to disturb you late at night. I hope you can forgive me."

Xie Wei's eyes twitched slightly as he listened to her unfamiliar tone and the word "wine" in her words. The unhappiness accumulated from leaving the banquet halfway through until now has finally reached a peak, surging out with a majestic force, causing him to use his hands to pull the person directly into his arms and bury his head in a kiss.

Jiang Xuening trembled with the cold lips soaked in water.

His wet embrace was also soaked in her moisture, but his tightly pressed chest was a tense and hot sensation.

Lip and tongue invasion.

Hidden anger.

There was no room for her to catch her breath, and the rapid winds and rains made it difficult for her to resist, revealing an unprecedented danger. Compared to the day when I was trapped in a cave due to heavy snow!

In addition to deep anger, there is also a trembling deep desire lurking.

He pressed his tongue against her teeth and bit her lips, causing her to snort in pain. He took advantage of the situation and forced her to lift her head to bear the almost suffocating kiss.

Waiting until my lips are parted, there is only the strength to catch my breath.

Jiang Xuening noticed his hesitant demeanor and knew something was amiss. She wanted to push him away, but was held tighter by him.

A cold smile appeared on Xie Wei's lips and he said, "Now that I know I'm scared, I have to run. If I don't even look at it first, how dare you bring me the courage to drink?"

Jiang Xuening was in a panic and was completely confused: "What kind of wine?"

Xie Wei's heart became even more congested as he listened, and he was too lazy to explain to her. Without hesitation, he pulled her, who was struggling to escape, into the door.

Jiang Xuening was extremely angry and raised her hand to slap him in the face. In the dark of the night, there was a "snap" sound, and she sternly rebuked, "It's even late at night. Please take it seriously, sir!"

Xie Wei was slapped in the face by her and turned his head slightly.

She turned around and was about to burst out the door.

However, Xie Wei's eyes were deep and cold. He had already taken one step ahead of her, grabbed her with both hands, and closed the door with a backhand palm. His watery body was like a wall, trapping her in the narrow gap between him and the door. He looked down at her from a high position and said, "Self importance?"

The room suddenly became darker.

Only the light from the corridor blurred through the window paper.

His outline also appeared obscure and unclear.

Jiang Xuening opened her mouth to speak.

Xie Ju'an's hand had already climbed up along her tight waist, burying his head and pressing his lips against hers. The palm of his hand was cold, but his voice seemed to murmur softly, "Jiang Xuening, even a saint has a temper."

Although he forbade the banquet, the disturbance of seven emotions and six desires was shared by everyone.

But he was patient and unwilling to let evil thoughts and desires invade him.

She brought a cup of wine tonight, stirring his heart with dust. Immersed in a bucket of cold water, yet unable to suppress or relieve her anger, she still came to his eyes to provoke him. Not saying a few words made his heart ache.

How could you spare her at this moment?

Xie Wei had a sense of punishment, but as he got closer to her, he felt a gentle touch, like pouring oil on the fire, causing himself to lose control.

Jiang Xuening's body is really agile and weak.

Only being touched twice by him, he had lost most of his strength, and his heart was both flustered and aggrieved, with a hint of dark fear rising. A few low sobs overflowed from his lips, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The warm tears fell on his fingers pinching her jaw.

Xie Wei suppressed her movements and stopped.

At this moment, it's hard to say whether it was more pity or anger. The Bodhisattva almost let go of her heart as soon as it erupted. However, the anger still lingered, and it really annoyed her and made her hate her, unwilling to let go so lightly.

So he gritted his teeth, pinched her waist, turned her around, facing outward, pressed her against the door leaf, and pressed her tightly. The kiss on his lips fell on her slightly cold earlobe.

Jiang Xuening's legs trembled with softness.

If it weren't for him pushing against the door like this, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to stand steadily, let alone move.

Xie Ju'an's voice was particularly low and hoarse, and he asked her harshly, "What do you want to ask me?"

Jiang Xuening's fingers were weakly picking at the diamond shaped window pane, only feeling something burning around her waist and not daring to act recklessly. However, recalling the purpose of her visit, she finally said, "I would like to invite sir to make a bowl of noodles..."

The lips that landed on her earlobe paused for a moment.

However, in the next moment, it turned into a bite stained with blood, landing on her white jade like earlobe, becoming even more severe than before, leaving a clear tooth mark, and then moving towards her slender neck: "Even the confused ghost may be clever at times, but unfortunately, those who should be angry with you have already been angry to death."

Jiang Xuening couldn't see his expression, could only hear his voice, and felt a hand rustling behind her. At first, she was confused and didn't notice it, but when the breathing that sprayed on her skin gradually became heavy and chaotic, she suddenly understood something.

There was a buzzing sound in my mind, which suddenly turned into blank space.

Under her confusion, she hardly knew how time passed.

Until a moment when he pressed heavily on her, his forehead pressed against the back of her neck, and with some force, he bit into the spine of the collar that she had pulled back. Finally, he let out some kind of breathing, and she suddenly woke up, trembling and shouting, "Xie Ju'an!"

However, Xie Wei had never done such a thing to anyone before, and he knew that such behavior was not fair. With a little clarity, he knew he was embarrassed and even opened the door before her attack. He pressed down on her neck and pushed her out, his voice hoarse: "Remember to change into clothes tomorrow."

Then the door closed.

Jiang Xuening, who was pushed out of the door, couldn't believe what Xie Wei had done to her, and couldn't believe that she was what the person called a "sage". For a moment, her clothes were disheveled and her legs were soft, standing on the corridor. She reached out to touch her skirt behind her, and the feeling of the touch made her cheeks suddenly turn red.

An overwhelming sense of shame surged up, leaving only anger.

Being outside the door, she had long forgotten her original intention and couldn't bear it anymore. She kicked the door and cursed, "How dare you! You're despicable, shameless, and vulgar!"

Behind the door, there was no movement.

Xie Wei bent his leg and sat with his back against the crack in the door, while Jiang Xuening cursed twice. After a while, I heard her stomp her feet, as if she was afraid of being seen in the middle of the night. She gritted her teeth and repeated "obscene" before running away with messy steps.

He lowered his head to recall what Hu Rang had just done.

After enduring it for a few times, I still couldn't hold it back. There was a vibration in my chest, and I chuckled heavily.