The vines snapped like whips, brushing against the servants' bodies several times.
The purpose is not to hurt anyone, but to make a noise so that the people inside the door can hear it.
The attendant had a gloomy face and was forced to retreat repeatedly, but he did not fight back. He just said, "Please, Miss Jiang, please don't embarrass me."
Jiang Niannian's body had not yet fully recovered. She shouted weakly, "Don't stop me... Yin Buqi... open the door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the palace door opened to both sides with a "swish".
Jiang Niannian's lips were pale and she forced a smile.
Xiao Qi and the attendants were all stunned.
The attendant said, "Miss Jiang, the young master wants you to come in."
Jiang Niannian stepped in quickly and found a bedroom.
The palace was even more luxurious than her own room. It was filled with many luxurious little items. There were several bronze lamps burning in the four corners of the wall. A snow-blue curtain embroidered with floral patterns separated her from the jade bed covered with a natural silk quilt.
When the wind blows, the gauze curtain flutters lightly.
There were two people on the other side of the curtain.
A familiar man and an unfamiliar woman.
The man was naturally Yin Buqi. He was dressed neatly and intact, sitting beside the bed.
Her appearance is first-rate, her figure is tall and slender, her features are gorgeous and beautiful, her skin has a sickly cold white color, she has narrow and seductive red eyes, and her bright red lips are tightly pursed.
This is the look she is most familiar with.
But now it feels strange to her.
As for women.
Lying on her side in the bed, her clothes were thin and her shoulders were half exposed. Her charming eyes were looking straight at her, and she was smiling ostentatiously.
Jiang Niannian knew that she, the Goddess of Qingqiu, was going to marry Yin Buqi.
She stopped and stood not far from the door.
He confined her to his room and refused to see her, but was doing something that might happen with another woman. Jiang Niannian twitched the corners of her mouth and a hint of sarcasm flashed across her face.
Yin Buqi looked up and saw Jiang Niannian's fiery red dress.
She was more delicate than the flowers, and reminded him of the charming fairy in the peach forest in the storybook.
Looking at her pale face, Yin Buqi was slightly stunned, and a strong pain surged in his heart.
Jiang Niannian looked at Yin Buqi quietly, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, hoping that he would explain to her.
However, Yin Buqi opened his lips slightly and asked, "Have you seen enough?"
A pleasant voice sounded, but at this moment it seemed unusually cold.
Jiang Niannian felt her eyes moisten a little. She smiled habitually, blinking away the soreness in her eyes. She said, "... What are you doing?"
Yin Buqi pursed his lips and said nothing.
Jiang Niannian lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She said, "You once said that being touched by other women would make you feel... disgusting. You said you couldn't leave me, you said you loved me, but what about now? What am I in your eyes? Yin Buqi!"
Yin Buqi's fingers, which were placed in his sleeves, turned white due to the force he exerted. He said, "After I kill Liu Xichuan, I will send you away from Qingqiu."
First of all, he and Liu Xichuan have a deep hatred.
Secondly, Liu Xichuan’s forces must be everywhere outside now, and it would be too dangerous for Nian Nian to leave Qingqiu at this moment.
When Jiang Niannian heard this, she suppressed the bitterness in her eyes and finally raised her head, looking carefully and seriously into Yin Buqi's bottomless eyes.