Ju Nanyi slowly approached, unaware of why he had co. His mind was filled with countless reasons why he shouldn’t have co, yet here he was.
Ju Nanyi took a deep breath; he had co for her safety, yet not solely for that reason. It was no longer appropriate to keep his n by her side, but he had overheard sothing about today’s events from Nanyi without intention, and how could he not co?
Zheng Nianru suddenly turned around, just as Ju Nanyi was about to fortify his last line of defense, to lock his heart away within the confines of worldly ethics. In that mont, Zheng Nianru turned her head, and Ju Nanyi distinctly heard his heart’s lock break.
Ju Nanyi was unwilling to admit it, standing in place, maintaining his last bit of stubbornness.
Zheng Nianru had already gotten up and was walking towards Ju Nanyi with joy, her blue-dyed gauze dancing in the air, blurring everything around her.
"Brother Crown Prince, you ca?" Zheng Nianru seed in good spirits.
So realizations bring relief, much better than clinging to agonizing despair. Suddenly, Zheng Nianru felt an urge to let go of the future, disregard the present, and recklessly abandon herself to her whims.
Once this thought took root in her mind, it sprouted and spread rapidly.
"Nian Ru, you..." Ju Nanyi didn’t know what to say. At this mont, she shouldn’t be in good spirits, crying her eyes out, still unmarried, and already incurring the displeasure of Eldest Madam Zong. Any typical girl would be upset.
"What’s wrong with ?" Zheng Nianru asked, finding Ju Nanyi’s question odd. She tilted her head to look at Ju Nanyi’s expression, her long hair cascading to one side, barely brushing against Ju Nanyi’s arm with a ticklish touch that amplified in the quiet, like flower shadows on a window fra in the warm, comforting sun.
"Nanyi ca in the afternoon, telling about what happened at the Riverfood Restaurant at noon." Ju Nanyi spoke tersely; Nanyi was a man of ticulous thoughts. Although he had spoken inadvertently about the Ghost Shadow affair, his observations were sharp and insightful.
"Did he tell you about how I almost couldn’t get out of the Riverfood Restaurant today?" Zheng Nianru smiled faintly. She also found it odd that Ju Nanyi had suddenly co. He would never admit that he ca because he missed her, so every ti there was a crucial and irrefutable reason.
Just as Ju Nanyi was about to nod, he realized the incident was not minor. It had alard the Imperial Forest Guard; it was unfortunate for that distant relative of the Wen Family to have encountered Zheng Nianru. He hadn’t even had the chance to intervene before the news reached the Wen Family, where the Second Young Master Wen imdiately kicked the ssenger out and personally escorted the man to see Zheng Haoyuan.
Zheng Nianru looked at the man before her and suddenly laughed, her smile blossoming radiantly as she grabbed Ju Nanyi’s sleeve with one hand.
"Just say it, that you ca because you missed . Is that so hard?" Zheng Nianru said, her eyes shimring like harmless lambs, tempting the fickle wolf.
Ju Nanyi glanced at Zheng Nianru, just a glance, before withdrawing his gaze, his eyes slightly downcast, his fingers clutching his sleeve cuff, feigning calm.
"Seriously, aren’t you afraid that the Eldest Madam Zong might be annoyed with you from this point on?" Ju Nanyi, of course, knew Zheng Nianru’s temperant. The temperant of soone like Eldest Madam Zong against hers was like stone against stone; Nian Ru was not one to back down.
"Annoyed, then annoyed," Zheng Nianru said nonchalantly, "After all, marrying there doesn’t an we could get along." In her previous life, she had beco the Empress Dowager and had even tried to win over Eldest Madam Zong by holding her temper and speaking kindly. However, reality proved that she couldn’t get along with Eldest Madam Zong.
"Nian Ru, this is not Qishun Building; you can’t just act however you want," Ju Nanyi sighed inwardly, knowing that not everyone would tolerate her quirks. Yunqian hadn’t protected her today, so naturally, he wouldn’t in the future.
Ju Nanyi couldn’t tell whether he was happy or unhappy about this.
"Why talk about things that make people unhappy?" Zheng Nianru lowered her head, she didn’t want to hear any preaching.
Zheng Nianru reached out to hold Zheng Congyuan’s hand, the swaying sleeves mixing with Zheng Congyuan’s azure-edged brocade robe, layer upon layer, the softness of the gauze and the thickness of the brocade in such harmony.
Zheng Nianru thought that this was their relationship, focused only on the present, following her heart.
"Brother, you never say you miss , but I miss you," Zheng Nianru softly enveloped herself in his embrace, expertly stopping at the edge of Zheng Congyuan’s resistant posture, grasping his sleeve, and pressing her ear against his chest, her lips slightly curving into a smile as his heartbeat suddenly raced.
Many things can’t deceive a person, Zheng Congyuan’s heart was far more honest than his mouth, his eyes, his nose, and his lips.
"Nian Ru," this isn’t right, you should think about your future path.
"Don’t talk, I just want to hold you quietly like this, it makes feel comfortable, it gives peace of mind," Zheng Nianru’s voice was soft and sticky, using the tone Zheng Congyuan found hardest to refuse, like a snake carefully making its way upward, silent, slowly conquering the distance before her.
Zheng Congyuan opened his mouth, resigning himself as he lowered his arms, the delightful sensation from his embrace numbing his nerves over and over, pulling him step by step into the abyss, almost extinguishing the last spark of light in his heart.
Zheng Congyuan once again numbed himself, justifying that it was nothing more, just a closeness that was more than that between typical siblings.
Zheng Nianru lifted her head, the smile on her lips crafty; in her previous life, what she pondered over the most was Zheng Congyuan’s personality, self-deceiving, only willing to stay within his own domain, a domain filled with rites and conventions, always ready to tie him to the pillar of sha.
She had been anxious, crazy, deceitful, yet had never succeeded.
"Brother, do you think typical siblings can have such a good relationship as us?" Zheng Nianru asked a very serious question, her fingers unintentionally tracing the patterns on Zheng Congyuan’s garnt, the dark patterns, refined and neat, a subdued luxury, indeed suited for the Zheng Congyuan before her.
"Perhaps so do," Zheng Congyuan’s voice erged from his throat, hoarse, sowhat wanting to let go but even more unwilling. This was the only boundary he was willing to maintain; he wished only for ti to quietly stop here.
"Hmm, I also think, we are better than typical siblings, better than a husband, better than parents," Zheng Nianru continued, her head tilting upward, her hair brushing against the man’s chin, causing a tingling sensation but suppressed by Zheng Nianru’s earnest gaze.
Zheng Congyuan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, this damn...
"Naturally," Zheng Congyuan felt he was going crazy, but his voice involuntarily slipped out from his throat.
Zheng Nianru smiled.
"Brother, I think this sibling affection could also have a better way." Zheng Nianru raised her head, tiptoed, and her breath lightly sprayed on the man’s neck, unbeknownst to him, the most lethal.
"Nian Ru, you don’t have to worry about the Imperial Forest Guard, they will no longer appear before you." Zheng Congyuan felt he was going mad, what was he doing, if he didn’t change the subject, he felt he was going to lose his mind.
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