PDLP Chapter 203 Listen, it’s raining
Chapter 203 Listen, it’s raining
He had never expected that he would run into the Beishuo army just one day into his journey, and he was totally at a loss.
"Your Majesty," Yang Ling rushed into the main tent and reported, "Your Majesty——"
Yunji was curled up in Nan Yingzhi's arms.
He never expected that Yang Ling was so bold as to break into the main tent without informing anyone. His body froze.
Knowing that Yang Ling was used to reading people's faces, and that he barged in at this moment, something important must have happened, Nan Yingzhi stretched out her sleeves, gently covered the person in her arms, and asked him in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"
The situation was urgent, Yang Ling was extremely flustered, and he didn't even have time to say "sorry". He just reported loudly with trembling heart: "Enemy attack!"
With a frown, Nan Yingzhi put Yun Ji on the couch, left a sentence "Wait for me here", and rushed out quickly.
The billowing dust raised by the soldiers in the distance suddenly came into view. She was about to wave her hand and shout "assemble", but she caught a glimpse of something and stopped.
"Don't panic." Nan Yingzhi had excellent eyesight and could see the general's flag clearly in the distance. She pointed her finger at the "Nan" on it and said calmly, "They are one of us."
Originally, when Chang Yu saw Yang Ling shouting "enemy attack", he reflexively prepared to assemble the army.
After hearing what Nan Yingzhi said, he calmed down and looked across, and indeed saw a few familiar faces.
He rode forward and briefly told them the news of the palace coup.
Knowing that Nan Yingzhi was the new emperor, the soldiers in armor all knelt on one knee and saluted her: "Your Majesty!"
"Please stand up without formalities," Nan Yingzhi stretched out her hands and supported them in mid-air, "You have come here exhausted, has something happened at the front line again?"
The leader replied, "We are responsible for returning to the capital to receive the food and then transporting it to the front line. Before we left, the general had retreated to the border. As for his current situation, it is still unclear."
Knowing that food supply was crucial to victory in the war, Nan Yingzhi understood the situation clearly and did not keep them for long.
She nodded and asked them to continue walking towards the capital: "Go ahead."
Nan Yingzhi found that they had already left the tent and had been traveling for a whole day, their bodies were covered in sweat. He called Lingyu to prepare clean clothes and go to the nearby river to take a brief bath like ordinary soldiers.
The air outside was a bit stuffy, making people unwilling to stay any longer. She was thinking of Yun Ji in her heart. After cleaning up, she hurried back to the tent.
Yun Ji twitched his nose and smelled the scent of soapberries floating in the air.
"Xiao Zhizi," following the scent, he put away his lazy look, got off the bed in an instant, and put his hands on her shoulders, "Have you washed your body?"
Feeling that his sense of smell was much more sensitive than before, Nan Yingzhi raised the corner of her mouth slightly and put her arm around his waist in response: "Yes."
The monotonous scent of soapberries, mixed with her unique flavor, seems unusually fresh.
"Hmm," intoxicated by this charming atmosphere, Yun Ji narrowed his eyes and blushed slightly, just like the most fascinating intoxication when drinking moderately, "It smells good."
"It smells good?" She lifted his hips and carried him to the bed. Nan Yingzhi leaned over and breathed into his ear, "Lie down and smell it slowly."
Thinking that she was being affectionate and kissing his earlobe, and that she was going to do something inappropriate for children, Yun Ji lowered his eyes, reluctantly saying, "The candlelight is not out yet."
"Maybe there will be an emergency in the middle of the night. When there is no light, it will be pitch black." Pulling the quilt under her body, Nan Yingzhi covered them both at the same time, "Leave them lit."
"But..." Even though he had made love with her in broad daylight, Yun Ji still preferred to make love with her in the dark. "Leave it on with candlelight. I'll be shy."
Nan Yingzhi didn't understand what the connection was between light and shyness. She was completely baffled: "How can I be shy when I have a candle on?"
Yun Ji didn't realize that he was talking at cross purposes with Xiao Zhizi. He was just amazed at how shameless she was in showing off her lewdness by turning on the light.
"Xiao Zhizi," he felt the faint candlelight, like a gaze, always looking at him. He closed his eyes uncomfortably and whispered, "Can't we just do it secretly?"
"Ah?" Nan Yingzhi finally realized that they were not talking about the same thing. She was stunned for a moment, and was shocked. "Aren't we talking about you smelling my scent? How did it get to the point of sex?"
"Huh?" Yun Ji felt disappointed when he realized that he had misunderstood. "I thought you were going to do something when you carried me to the bed."
After talking to him for a long time, Nan Yingzhi finally understood why he looked timid, and she couldn't help but feel amused.
"During pregnancy, improper sexual intercourse can cause uterine contractions and lead to miscarriage,"
She was afraid that if she got too excited, something might happen to him and the baby in her belly, so she simply didn't try. "Qingchuan, please be patient for a while and wait for our baby to be born safely."
Yun Ji was depressed because he did not receive the expected affection. It took him a while to cheer up.
"Little Gardenia," he put down his elbows and supported himself by her side, closed his eyes, and fell into her arms, "People often say that ten months of pregnancy is just a 'moment'?"
"First of all, the 'moment' I mentioned is just like the 'next time' we usually say, it is an approximate word," Nan Yingzhi analyzed the explanation in detail after searching his mind, "Secondly, time is just a blink of an eye.
"Looking back, these ten months were indeed short."
Hearing her gloss over the difficulties of pregnancy and only leaving a "short" evaluation, Yun Ji was slightly dissatisfied, so he raised his head and argued with her: "But the book says that pregnancy is a difficult thing.
"You said before that 'the happy time is short'. Correspondingly, the ten months of pregnancy should be very long. How can it be described as 'short'?"
I found that I was eager to prove that what I said was not wrong, and my tone was a little frivolous.
It was even comparable to the newlywed man who "started to complain of being tired when accompanying his wife to a prenatal checkup". Nan Yingzhi broke out in a cold sweat when she saw Yun Ji's displeasure.
"I didn't express myself clearly. It was my negligence," she apologized while holding his hands, "This period of time has been extremely tormenting for you.
"I shouldn't have left your side and made sarcastic remarks. I'm sorry."
Putting his ear against her chest and listening to her strong heartbeat, Yun Ji remained silent. He neither said he forgave nor he said he didn't.
Feeling that she had to do something practical to win back his heart, she not only warmed his slightly cold hands, but also pulled them close to her lips and blew on them.
"Qingchuan'er," she said with a sincere look in her eyes, openly and honestly, "I am willing and obligated to take care of your body and mind.
"I don't want to make you sad, nor do I want to make you feel uncomfortable. Next time I hurt you in some way, don't keep it in your heart. Just say it out loud like this time.
"I will also be careful with my words and actions and try not to make you angry. Please forgive me this time, okay?"
As if to vent his anger, Yun Ji took another bite of her neck, next to the bite mark that had not yet disappeared, sucking out some red liquid before slowly letting go.
"Don't be angry. If you get angry and get sick, no one can help you." Nan Yingzhi didn't even blink, as if she didn't feel any pain. Her eyes were full of tenderness. "Qingchuan, are you no longer angry?"
Unexpectedly, even after being bitten, Xiao Zhizi still remembered to care about herself. Yun Ji licked her wound twice as compensation.
"Well," he blinked and slowed down his tone, "it's gone."
Her hand went behind his head and she slowly stroked his black hair. Nan Yingzhi smiled at him with a frown, "It's good that you calm down. We can't sleep with anger, otherwise, we will have mental problems."
Listening to her popular science, Yun Ji felt curious and moved to her side, staring at her: "I won't bother with you this time, but I won't do it again next time."
Lying with him, Nan Yingzhi saw that his eyebrows gradually relaxed as he spoke. The more she looked at him, the more curious she became. She couldn't help but move closer and kiss the corner of his mouth.
"Thank you, Qingchuan'er. My Lord, please forgive me this time." Her eyes seemed to be filled with water, and ripples appeared faintly under the dim candlelight. "I will never let you down."
"I know," Yun Ji was deeply touched by her gentleness. He couldn't help but take the initiative and kissed her back, "You are the best to me."
"We still need to travel in the next few days." Smoothing his hair, Nan Yingzhi placed her forearm on his arm, and stroked his back with her fingertips in a rhythmic manner, "Rest quickly."
Yun Ji had been held in her arms all day, and as the weather was cold, he did not sweat.
He knew that if he took a shower rashly, he would easily catch a cold, so he did not force himself to wash his body, but just nodded obediently: "Yeah, good sleep."
Nan Yingzhi gently embraced him, thought for a moment, and feared of trapping him, so she loosened her arms a little to give him more breathing space.
"Qingchuan'er," she kept his sleeping appearance in her heart, closed her eyes, and left a gentle blessing, "Good night."
In the middle of the night, there was a drizzle of rain outside, hitting the roof of the tent, making a series of muffled sounds.
Yun Ji was half asleep and half awake. When he suddenly noticed the unusual movement, he opened his eyes and felt his surroundings.
"Xiao Zhizi," Hearing the increasingly clear rustling sound of rain, he thought and gently shook Nan Yingzhi's arm that was placed on his waist, "It's raining."