freenovelworld Chapter 55
Chapter 55
His face was still streaked with tears, clearly showing his shock. He pointed at Rong Hengyu and exclaimed, "How could he be here?!"
Nalan Jingwen remained silent, seemingly unwilling to engage with him, while Pei Yunche, as if oblivious, continued, "What's wrong with him?"
Few people knew about Rong Hengyu's injury except for Nalan Fengxing and Prime Minister Rong. The news was ordered to be kept secret to prevent it from causing trouble. The people in Rong Hengyu's courtyard were sent by Prime Minister Rong.
Pei Yunche tried to come closer to take a look, but Nalan Jingwen raised his hand to block him.
She frowned and said, "If you want to follow me, you'd better behave yourself."
Pei Yunche pursed his lips, but his gaze couldn't help but fall on Rong Hengyu, who was lying there quietly, his face pale.
As the most talented young master from a prominent family in the capital, Rong Hengyu was always admired. Every time he was seen, countless men felt ashamed of their own appearance. He was truly a man of great elegance and grace, and every gesture he made was dignified and refined, which drew admiration from everyone.
Although he disliked Rong Hengyu, feeling that the man seemed extremely scheming and cunning, and always pretended to be someone who, despite clearly disdaining to associate with those young masters from aristocratic families, always wore a polite smile on his face.
Every time I saw Rong Hengyu, he was always generous and dignified, dressed elegantly. I had never seen him so vulnerable before, as if he would shatter and disappear with the wind at any moment.
Suddenly, he felt a probing gaze fall on him. He turned around and saw a man in a tight-fitting outfit staring intently at him.
His attention had been focused on Nalan Jingwen, so he hadn't paid much attention to the people around her. But now that he saw Jingchi, he was shocked.
He had seen many beauties, but very few, if any, could compare to Rong Hengyu in appearance. He himself was even inferior to her. Yet the person before him was handsome and strong, a beauty completely different from Rong Hengyu's, but still stunningly beautiful and full of power.
Those bright blue eyes were so pure and clear, a rare sight in the world.
Why are all the men around Nalan Jingwen so extraordinary?
However, the proud and arrogant young master was not ashamed because of this. He moved his buttocks closer to Nalan Jingwen and puffed out his chest as if to assert his dominance.
"and who are you?"
His behavior was no different from a child guarding their food. Jingchi merely glanced at his actions and then looked away, completely unconcerned.
"I am the prince's personal bodyguard."
Pei Yunche looked him up and down, somewhat disbelieving that this man didn't take him seriously at all!
He glanced at Nalan Jingwen again, his eyes questioning.
Nalan Jingwen pretended not to see his gaze and poured himself some tea, but soon, the teapot in his hand was intercepted by two hands.
Pei Yunche glared at the man opposite him with displeasure. "What are you doing?!"
Jingchi silently raised her eyes, glanced at him indifferently, but did not loosen her grip on his hand at all.
"Serving tea and water and attending to His Highness is my duty. Young Master Pei, please sit down and rest."
Pei Yunche, not to be outdone, increased the pressure on his hand and sneered, "Serve the prince? Serve him in bed?"
He hadn't originally planned to cause trouble, but this person didn't take him seriously at all and even tried to take his water bottle. No matter what, Pei Yunche was the eldest son of the General's Mansion. Who would dare to openly oppose him like this?
He thought these words would embarrass Jingchi, but to his surprise, Jingchi slowly nodded and said, "A personal bodyguard naturally includes matters in bed."
He spoke these ambiguous words in a calm and composed tone, without batting an eye.
Now it was Pei Yunche's turn to be dumbfounded. He unconsciously loosened his grip, and the kettle fell into Jingchi's hands. Jingchi silently poured tea for Nalan Jingwen, tested the water temperature, and then handed it to her.
Nalan Jingwen glanced at him with a slight look of surprise, then took the teacup.
Jingchi had always been a quiet and patient person, but now she was arguing with a naive young master, which puzzled her.
Looking at Pei Yunche beside him, he was slightly dazed, then realized what was happening and pointed at the Mirror Pool.
"You...how could you...be like this..."
His face suddenly turned bright red, and he stammered, as if he had thought of something.
Jingchi didn't even glance at him, and sat up straight again.
Nalan Jingwen knew what he wanted to say: how could he be so shameless? The men here never talked about matters of the bedroom openly; they mostly avoided the topic. At home, the men were taught to be reserved, knowledgeable, and to know propriety and shame—acting like saints.
When it comes to matters of the bedroom, one should naturally avoid them if possible, as one is ashamed to talk about them.
However, Jingchi is different; he has never cared about these things, so naturally he won't be hurt by them.
Pei Yunche's expression changed several times, and it was unclear what he was thinking. He shut his mouth and stopped talking, and the carriage fell silent once again.
We stopped to rest in a town in the evening.
Rong Hengyu's health was not suited for long-distance travel, so he traveled during the day and rested at inns at night.
After settling Rong Hengyu in, I used my own internal energy to repair him. Although the effect was minimal, it was better than nothing, and he felt a little better.
As Rong Hengyu left her room, Hongyun happened to come looking for her.
"Miss, dinner is ready. Young Master Pei is waiting for you to dine together."
Nalan Jingwen nodded and instructed, "Guard this place well, and do not allow any mistakes to occur."
"Yes, ma'am."
When Nalan Jingwen arrived at the private room, the atmosphere inside was a bit strange. Pei Yunche was idly poking at his chopsticks, while Jingchi was standing to the side. When he saw her arrive, he immediately pulled out a chair and invited her to sit down.
He glanced at the two of them for a moment, then took his seat.
The moment Pei Yunche saw her, he immediately stood up. "You're here! Come and eat, I'm so hungry."
As he spoke, he placed a piece of food on her plate.
"You don't need to wait for me, you can eat first."
"That won't do. You are the master. How can you not wait for the master to eat?"
His eyes darted away, but kept drifting towards Jingchi, who stood expressionless behind Nalan Jingwen.
Nalan Jingwen ignored him and started eating. When Pei Yunche tried to serve her more food, she stopped him.
"You can eat your own food."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yunche had no choice but to give up. It was probably because the food outside was not as good as what the chefs at the manor made. The young master Pei barely ate any food. As he was about to put down his chopsticks, Nalan Jingwen merely glanced at him and said indifferently, "If you don't eat your fill, there won't be much to eat in the middle of the night."
Pei Yunche then reluctantly continued eating.
Nalan Jingwen finished eating quickly, put down his chopsticks, and said to Jingchi, "I'm going out for a walk. You don't need to come with me."
Jingchi withdrew his foot, which was about to step out, and nodded.
Pei Yunche wanted to go too, but as soon as he finished eating and looked up, he couldn't find Nalan Jingwen anywhere. Jingchi had left to eat and didn't pay any attention to him.