After learning that Qin had sent someone to the general's mansion, Xie Nanjia relaxed completely. Everything was ready, except for the east wind. From now on, she could finally stop her busy work, take a breath, and wait for Qin Wanru to come to her door.
When people relax, fatigue easily sets in. After dinner, she did not chat with the fourth young lady and the others as usual, but returned to her room early.
It was still early, and although she was tired, she was not sleepy. Seeing the beautiful moonlight, she stood by the window, basking in the moonlight and thinking.
This afternoon in the stable, she was almost exposed because of Nanfeng's call of "sister". Fortunately, she had an idea at that time and pretended not to hear it clearly, otherwise she would be in trouble.
Recalling Nanfeng's expression of first surprise and then great disappointment, she felt very uncomfortable, but now was not the best time for relatives to recognize each other, so no matter how uncomfortable she was, she had to endure it temporarily.
Nanfeng said that the emperor would return to the capital the day after tomorrow, and the capital would be very busy in the next two days. She estimated that no matter how anxious Qin was, she would have to miss these two days. In this way, Qin Wanru would enter the mansion in about five to seven days.
As for whether such a hasty move would arouse speculation, when she accompanied the fourth young lady to serve the old lady for dinner tonight, she gave the old lady an idea on this issue. Although the old lady was not very willing to curse herself, considering that Qin was almost going crazy and for the sake of her son's face, she reluctantly agreed to pretend to be sick and let Qin Wanru marry in in the name of bringing good luck.
In this way, the hasty and economical wedding had a reasonable explanation, and the issue of Qin Wanru not being able to wear a bright red wedding dress was simply announced to the public as she had received instructions from a high monk.
The old lady thought it was a good idea, so she sent someone to tell Qin. Qin did not expect the old lady would think so much of her. She was so happy that she went to Ci'an Ju again to kowtow to the old lady and express her gratitude.
The old lady said that I was too old to think so thoroughly, and it was all Xiu'er's idea.
Qin was even more surprised. She apologized for her previous accusations against Xie Nanjia and promised to reward her handsomely in the future.
Xie Nanjia didn't care about her reward, but she was somewhat worried that Qin Wanru would back out of shame, so she handed her a piece of cloth to cover her face so that she could walk in along the stairs.
"Qin Wanru, I have tried my best to get you married, please don't let me down!" She murmured to herself towards the moonlight outside the window.
"What is your standard for not being disappointed?" A head suddenly popped out of the window and asked grimly.
Xie Nanjia was so frightened that she was about to scream subconsciously.
"Don't shout, it's me." The head leaned close to her and whispered.
Xie Nanjia saw the charming face clearly in the moonlight, and immediately frowned and said, "What are you doing here so late at night?"
"Come and congratulate you!" said Zhao Jingyu.
"Congratulations to me for what?" Xie Nanjia asked.
"Congratulations, your plan has succeeded again." Zhao Jingyu said calmly, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.
Xie Nanjia was stunned and said vaguely: "What strategy? I don't understand. I want to rest. Second Young Master, please go back!"
As he said this, he was about to close the window.
However, Zhao Jingyu seemed to have known that she would do this, and he jumped in first. There was limited space in front of the window, so his face was almost touching Xie Nanjia's face.
"You, what are you doing, get out..." Xie Nanjia wanted to stop him, but had to step back to avoid his scorching breath.
Zhao Jingyu sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, this move should be called "rejecting but still welcoming", right?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xie Nanjia whispered, "If you don't get out, I'll call someone!"
"Scream!" Zhao Jingyu closed the window and approached her step by step. "Don't you carry a dagger with you? If it doesn't work, just stab me."
"..." Xie Nanjia naturally couldn't shout, nor would she really stab him. Under his coercion, she stepped back step by step, "How did I offend you?"
"Don't you know how you offended me?" Zhao Jingyu asked.
"I don't know." Xie Nanjia's legs hit the edge of the bed. She had no way to retreat and her heart was pounding with nervousness.
Zhao Jingyu walked forward until he was close to her body, and then stopped. With a dangerous light in his eyes, he stared into her eyes and asked, "My good ally, aren't you going to help me seize the position of the crown prince? What's the point of going to so much trouble to get Qin Wanru to marry me?"
Xie Nanjia blinked again and again, unable to think of a reasonable explanation for a moment, and drooped her eyelashes under his gaze.
Zhao Jingyu grabbed her chin, forced her to look up, and said coldly: "Look at me and speak nicely. If you can't say it, don't blame me for being rude."
Xie Nanjia was forced to look him in the eye. Although the atmosphere was tense, she accidentally fell into his beauty and was mesmerized for a moment.
"Hurry up and say it!" Zhao Jingyu clenched his fingers.
Xie Nanjia felt pain from being pinched, and blurted out: "I did this all for you."
"For me?" Zhao Jingyu raised his eyebrows and smiled. "For me, what?"
Xie Nanjia made up her mind, thinking that no matter what, she would stabilize him first and wait until Qin Wanru came in. So she bit her lip and pretended to be shy and said, "I'm afraid that if you become the prince, you will ignore me."
Zhao Jingyu was confused by the vague words and frowned, "What do you mean?"
Xie Nanjia bit her lip again, shyly avoiding his gaze and said, "There is already a huge gap between our statuses. Now that you have become a prince, I will be even less worthy of you. When the time comes, the Marquis will definitely find you a good marriage. I, I..."
Zhao Jingyu had never seen her act like a little girl before, and she felt itchy, so she couldn't help but soften her tone: "How are you?"
"I..." Xie Nanjia picked at her fingers and mustered up the courage to say, "I don't want to be a concubine."
After saying this, her little face turned red, even her earlobes turned red, making her look particularly attractive under the light.
Zhao Jingyu felt soft from the inside out, and her heart was rippling like waves of spring water.
"When did I say I would let you be my concubine?" he said softly, "I said in the enclosure that I valued you far more than that position, but you just didn't believe it."
"I can't believe it." Xie Nanjia said, "If he becomes the crown prince, he will be the future marquis. Who would give up such an honorable position for a little girl?"
"I, I can." Zhao Jingyu patted his chest and answered without hesitation.
Xie Nanjia smiled secretly in his heart. It turned out that the beauty trap was the most effective way to deal with this pervert.
"Then why do you come to question me so late at night?" she asked, looking into Zhao Jingyu's eyes.
"I didn't, I just missed you and found an excuse to come see you." Zhao Jingyu grabbed her hand and put it over his heart, "Whoever wants that crappy seat can take it, I just want you."
Xie Nanjia felt the strong beating of his heart in her palm. Although she knew she was acting, her heart was beating uncontrollably.
"Is everything you said true?" she asked dryly.
"Of course it's real, more real than real pearls." Zhao Jingyu raised his hand confidently, "I can swear to God."
"No need, I trust you." Xie Nanjia hurriedly stopped him, feeling a little guilty.
Zhao Jingyu did not insist, put down his hand and asked: "Then how do you prove to me that you are real?"
"..." Xie Nanjia didn't want to swear randomly, so she asked him, "How do you want me to prove it?"
Zhao Jingyu smiled like a fox that had stolen two chickens: "Kiss me and I'll believe you."
Xie Nanjia: “…”
Zhao Jingyu's face suddenly darkened: "You don't want to, are you lying to me again?"
"I didn't." It had come to this point, and Xie Nanjia didn't want to fail, so she gritted her teeth, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the forehead.
"No, you have to kiss here to count." Zhao Jingyu pouted.
Xie Nanjia's face suddenly turned red.
"You don't know how to do it?" Zhao Jingyu suddenly pulled her over, held the back of her head with his other hand, and leaned down to kiss her, "If you don't know how to do it, I'll teach you."
Xie Nanjia looked at the handsome face that was magnified in front of her with horror, and felt his breath like a breeze brushing across her cheek. The domineering power from the man held her firmly in his arms. Her heart was like a group of deer that had broken into it, and it was beating wildly inside.
She stepped back in panic, but forgot there was a bed behind her. She tripped over the edge of the bed and lost her balance, falling backwards. Zhao Jingyu had no time to react and fell on the bed with her, with his whole body falling on her.
Zhao Jingyu's brain buzzed, and his rationality disappeared instantly...
"Second Young Master, no, no..." Xie Nanjia protested in shame and anger, but her tone was soft and weak.
"You and I are in love with each other, what is there to be shy about?" Zhao Jingyu raised his head, staring at her flushed little face and her watery eyes. He felt a fire burning around him. His heart was moved, and he held her face and kissed her.
"Um..." Xie Nanjia was panicked, the sound of her cries was drowned out, and her mind went blank.
She struggled desperately, using her hands and feet to try to push Zhao Jingyu away, but Zhao Jingyu would not let her do that. He pressed her even harder, and his lips and tongue teased her with surging desire.
During the struggle, Xie Nanjia suddenly felt the change in Zhao Jingyu through her clothes. She was so scared that she stopped struggling immediately, and her body froze, not daring to move.
Zhao Jingyu's breathing was very rapid. When Xie Nanjia didn't move, he woke up. He calmed down for a moment with his face against Xie Nanjia's neck, then rolled off her and lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, staring at the ceiling and blinking constantly.
Xie Nanjia was covered in cold sweat, his hands were limp, and he was staring at the ceiling and blinking just like Zhao Jingyu.
The scene just now stunned both of them, and no one spoke for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Jingyu finally regained his normal state. He put his hands under his head, glanced at Xie Nanjia, and sighed as if savoring the taste: "It tastes good."
The temperature on Xie Nanjia's face, which had just dropped, rose again. She turned over and sat up, glaring at him: "You are shameless!"
"Am I as shameless as you?" Zhao Jingyu narrowed his eyes and asked, "In order to achieve your ulterior motives, you didn't hesitate to sacrifice your looks to seduce me. Do you really think I can't see it?"
Xie Nanjia's heart skipped a beat, the blush on her face disappeared instantly, and she stared at Zhao Jingyu, unable to utter a word.
Zhao Jingyu chuckled and said faintly, "You are not the only one in the world who can use tricks. You can use the beauty trap, and I can use the trick against you. Who do you think is smarter between the two of us?"
(End of this chapter)