The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister

  Chapter 122 Kiss again

  Young Master Yi of Yichun Garden?

  Wen Ning felt that her mind was chaotic, as if she was sinking at the bottom of turbid water, unable to breathe, let alone turn a corner.

  Master Yi, she does know him.

  She also nodded.

  Another voice in her ear asked her, "How did you meet?"

  Yingyao introduced her to her.

   But she couldn't straighten her tongue, so she stumbled and replied: "Ying...Ying Yao."

   "Introduced by Yingyao?"

  Wen Ning nodded.

   "When did you meet?"

  Wen Ning calculated the time in her mind, the nineteen years of Jiahe in her previous life, that was many, many years ago...

   "Very..." Her tongue was still not straight, "very early."

  The voice asked again: "How did you know that someone was going to harm Wen Tingchun at the cleansing banquet?"

  Wen Ning felt like she spit out a few bubbles in the water, she didn't need to know, she had experienced it once, of course she knew.

  But... this voice is so annoying, why do you keep asking her questions? She wanted to take a little nap and then get up to watch the fireworks.

   "Wen Ning, how did you know that someone was going to harm Wen Tingchun at the dust-cleaning banquet?" The voice asked her again, and pinched her chin a little painfully.

  Wen Ning knocked off that hand: "I just...just know!"

"Who told you that?"

   Obviously she seemed to be underwater, but the voice was clear and powerful, not sticky at all, as if it rang in the ears.

   "No...no one..."

  Can't ask when you're drunk?

  Pei You squatted halfway in front of Wen Ning, staring at the little girl who was so drunk that she couldn't keep her eyes open. The fruit wine is mild, so it's not easy to get drunk, but it can be mixed with various types of wine, especially the flower wine is a bit strong. With her little alcohol capacity, maybe she can drink too much?

   "Why did you go in and out of Yichun Garden back then?" Pei You was not someone who gave up easily.

  Why is it back to Yichun Garden again? It's so annoying. She is in the water, this person is so close to her, why not give her a hand and let her sleep in a more comfortable position?

  Wen Ning wanted to get out of the chaotic water, and suddenly hugged the wooden stake beside him: "You...you help me, I...I'm cold..."

  Pei You was still thinking about how to get Wen Ning to give the answer he wanted, but was caught off guard. Wen Ning put her arms around his neck, her voice was soft, her cheek was still rubbing against his neck.

  Wen Ning felt that the wooden stake was actually hot. She was so cold that she immediately put her whole body on it, but for some reason, the stake froze as soon as she put it on.

   "Wen Ning." Zhuangzi continued to speak, his voice a little hoarse, "Stop playing tricks on me."

  What means, who wants to play tricks on a wooden stake.

   But holding this pile, it seems that I am no longer in the water, and it is... so warm.

  Wen Ning hugged him even tighter.

  Pei You has to admit that he has never had such close contact with a woman. Even when they got married, he just hugged Wen Ning horizontally, and there was still a distance between them.

  He closed his eyes: "Wen Ning, come down."

  Wen Ning let out a "woo": "No...it's so cold."

  Pei You stretched out his hand and shook her five fingers, it was really cold.

  It's almost midnight, and now it's late autumn. She is wearing such a thin dress and blowing the night wind for so long, it must be really cold. Pei You subconsciously called out: "Tu Bai."

   As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered that Tu Bai had already been sent away by him.

  He simply hugged Wen Ning horizontally and entered the painting boat.

  There is no wind in the boat, but it is not winter after all, and the stove has not been lit yet. There is a couch in the boat, and there are quilts on the couch.

  Pei You used to be a bit of a clean freak, so he gave up after just a glance, and sat with Wen Ning on the imperial concubine's couch covered with a carpet.

  After such a short time, Wen Ning seemed to have fallen asleep in his arms. He held her hand, she hugged him tighter, he wanted to put her down, but she pressed him tighter again.

   "Wen Ning, rub it again..."

  Wen Ning felt that the wooden stake she was hugging turned from hot to hot, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. But if she let go, she would fall into the icy water again.

   Fortunately, she obediently did not move, and the pile was also stiff for a long time, and the scorching heat gradually subsided, and became warm again.

   "Wen Ning, why was it me?" Mu Zhuangzi began to ask again, "The person you chose to lie to, why was it me?"

  This time the question was not so lofty, it came from the chest, with a tremor.

  What lied to him and why? Can't understand.

  He asked again: "Wen Ning, did you ever admire Pei You?"

   After these words fell, there was an eerie silence in the cabin.

  The water flow of the Qinhuai River is gentle, but the night is getting darker and the wind is getting stronger. Although the boat is not small, it is still a little wobbly. The dimly lit candles in the cabin were dim and ambiguous, and swayed gently with the shaking of the ship.

  Pei You lowered his eyelids slightly, staring at the little girl in his eyes.

  Brows and eyes are submissive, eyes are lightly closed, one cheek is pressed against his chest, rubbing the tip of the nose to his heart. It was probably not cold anymore, her cheeks returned to the pink color after drinking, and even her lips looked extraordinarily fresh.

  He looked away, feeling obsessed again.

  Why did he ask Wen Ning this question?

  What answer did he expect her to give him?

Pei You felt that she was probably drunk, and she forgot all the questions she planned to interrogate before. She just lay quietly in his arms, and her heart seemed to be filled with something invisible and intangible Be full.

  Probably because of the alcohol again, he also felt that her lips were plump and plump tonight, and they were delicious.

  He set his eyes on the pair of fresh-looking lips again, and with one free hand, he slightly adjusted Wen Ning's face, and gently pinched her chin.

  When she was about to bend down, Wen Ning suddenly spoke.

   "Ai... What admiration..." She opened her mouth to smell the smell of wine, and buried her face that had just been straightened into her chest again, "Damn it!"

  Pei You paused in mid-air, and pinched her face back again: "What did you say, Wen Ning?"

  Wen Ning, who was floating in the cloud-like sea of ​​consciousness, couldn't hear the danger in this sentence. She didn't even want to say anything, but felt that the people around her were too noisy.

   "Wen Ning." Pei You didn't let her go, and squeezed her chin with some strength.

   Really annoying.

  Anyway, it’s not cold anymore, Wen Ning let go of the wooden stake she had been hugging for a long time, turned over, and rolled onto the low couch covered with velvet blankets, easily found a comfortable position, and continued to lie in her cloud.

  The voice in the ear followed again, and it softened a little: "Wen Ning, do you like Pei You?"

   "I don't like it." Wen Ning replied almost without hesitation.

  How could she like Pei You?

  The voice suddenly became cold: "Say it again!"

"dislike!"

   There was a pain in the jaw, and then there was a slightly cold voice: "I don't like that you are flattering him in every possible way? I don't like that you gave him a finger ring? You don't know why you gave someone a ring, huh?"

   It's so noisy, it's so noisy.

  Wen Ning covered her ears with her hands.

  Pei You's chest heaved up and down, wishing he could crush the person in front of him to death.

   "Get up." Pei You picked up Wen Ning who was curled up on the low couch, "Go back to the official post."

  Wen Ning was pulled up so that she sat up, and finally opened her eyes, but her eyes were still hazy.

  Pei You didn't care so much, she dragged her to the bed and went to the first floor of the painting boat.

There was only one old man sailing on the boat, and it was almost midnight, and the boat had already sailed back, but it was still some distance away from the busiest section of the Qinhuai River, so when Pei You called to stop the boat, the old man was very nervous Surprised.

   But looking at his gloomy face, especially the small mole on the bridge of his nose, it was so cold that it seemed to be freezing, and he didn't dare to breathe out, so he obediently pulled the boat to shore.

  As soon as it docked, Pei You dragged Wen Ning off the boat.

  Blown by the cool wind outside, Wen Ning finally regained consciousness, but her first reaction when she regained her consciousness was to get off... got off the boat? Did you see the fireworks?

   "I haven't seen the fireworks yet! Where are you taking me!" Wen Ning, who had reacted, began to struggle.

There are fewer fireworks in Beijing. Emperor Jiahe advocates diligence and thrift. It is the limit to have lantern festivals and flower shows during festivals. In my impression, the last time I saw fireworks was when I was nine years old. It was the Empress’s birthday. Had a firework.

  The fleeting extreme beauty shocked Wen Ning for a long time.

"Let go of me! I'm going to watch the fireworks..." Wen Ning became conscious, but she was still not sober after all. She felt her legs were weak, her head hurt, and she was staggered by someone. The road ahead It was even darker and terribly frightening, sobbing while shouting.

  Pei You didn't know where the fire in his heart came from, he was not easy to get angry, even if he got angry, it was very light, and he could easily be suppressed by his reason.

   But when encountering Wen Ning, everything is different.

  Last time, when he learned that she lied to him everywhere and fooled him from beginning to end, he was furious, and his so-called reason disappeared.

  This time she only relied on three words - "I don't like it".

dislike.

  Pei You recalled how decisively and without hesitation she uttered these three words, and the fire in her chest became more and more intense, and it was impossible to contain it.

  The boat was just stopping. At this time, the bustling part of the Qinhuai River was still brightly lit, but other places had already fallen into a deep sleep.

  Pei You dragged Wen Ning through the streets and alleys in the dark, letting her scream and struggle behind him, but he only held onto her wrist tightly.

   "Pei Shuzhi! Let me go!" Wen Ning probably regained consciousness when he reached an alley, and regained some strength. With a single force, he broke Pei You's hand away.

  Pei You just turned around, her chest was still heaving, and her eyes were still burning with anger rarely, but she caught a glimpse of Wen Ning's teary eyes, and suddenly froze.

   "You hurt me." The voice after drinking, seemed to be coquettish, although Wen Ning was actually complaining.

  She lowered her head and rubbed her wrist, only to realize that it was not only the wrist that was hurt by his pinching, but also the scab on her **** that had not been scabbed for a long time was also torn apart by the pulling just now.

   In fact, it didn't hurt much, but the alcohol magnified her emotions, and she was aggrieved and burst into tears: "The wound is torn open again, it's all your fault."

  So it was so strange that Pei You just felt the raging and uncontrollable anger, and it died down.

  He walked up to Wen Ning in two steps, held her hand, and saw the wound by the moonlight, and it really fell off the scab, revealing the bright red blood again.

  He frowned: "Go back to the posthouse to get the medicine."

   "No! I want to watch the fireworks!"

   "Are you still thinking about fireworks at this time?"

   "I agreed to watch the fireworks!"

   "Let's see next time, go back and get the medicine first."

   "No! There will be no next time, you are a liar!"

  Pei You stared at Wen Ning with deep eyes, and when she saw the misty eyes in her eyes, she knew that she was still not awake.

  Wen Ning could see his uneasy expression, and the tip of her nose was sore: "You are still so fierce..."

   A string of tears fell again.

  Pei You supported his forehead with a headache.

   Designing Wen Ning to get drunk tonight is like lifting a rock and hitting her in the foot.

   "Don't cry." He was upset by crying.

  Wen Ning blinked: "It's still fierce..."

  Pei You: "..."

   Slowly took a deep breath, and softened his tone: "Don't cry. Let's go back to the post to get the medicine, and I'll take you out to watch the fireworks, huh?"

  Wen Ning turned her dull brain, but there was mud in it, making her unable to think about choices.

  Pei You reached out to wipe the tears on her face in this gap.

  Suddenly approaching, Wen Ning subconsciously took two steps back, but the two were still at the entrance of the alley, and she stepped back a little, and she was on the stone wall of the alley.

  Pei You also took two steps forward, bent slightly, and wiped away her tears bit by bit, on her face and eyes.

  Wen Ning stared blankly at the person in front of her, not understanding why he suddenly became gentle. Such gentleness made her even more unable to think about the question just now.

   "Have you figured it out?" Pei You wiped away the last tear from the corner of her eyes, "Go back to the post house first?"

  Wen Ning raised her face, blinked, and finally found a little thought: "But...it's too late to go back to the posthouse..."

  She raised her head, and she could see the moon about to rise to the sky.

  She still remembered that the fireworks were set off at midnight.

  Pei You was only a short distance away from her, and the moment she opened her mouth, the smell of wine was tangy again, and a certain scene in her memory suddenly flashed in her mind.

  The fragrance of peach blossoms that refresh the nose, and the sculpted lips, leaning over to absorb the warmth in the mouth.

  Wen stared at Pei You, with tears still in her eyes, and the afterglow of the moon fell on her face, making her whole face white and crystal clear. She blinked inexplicably.

  The gentleness of the person in front of him suddenly changed his taste.

  The **** he still placed on her cheeks also became a little hot.

  He looked at her with his head down, with his back against the light, so he couldn't see the expression in his eyes, but those eyes seemed to be focused on her lips.

  She also saw his Adam's apple rolling.

   This familiar picture immediately reminded Wen Ning of the thoughts that had appeared in her mind.

   It was just thinking in my head last time, but this time my brain is all muddled, how can I pretend to be something, I almost blurted out: "Do you... want to kiss me?"

  In the quiet night, there is no human voice, only the gentle night wind blowing. There are no candles in the alley, only the quiet moonlight covers this corner with a thin layer of veil.

  Wen Ning's voice was thin and soft, but in such a quiet alley, it was clear.

  Pei You's bent body froze slightly, and the hand that was caressing Wen Ning's face also stopped.

  Wen Ning looked at him ignorantly, her eyes were as pure as a child's after drinking.

   After a long while, Pei You stood up, and the moonlight finally illuminated his face, clear and indifferent, colorless and lustless, as light as a fairy coming down from the moon.

  He let go of Wen Ning, turned around and walked out of the alley.

  Wen Ning felt the cool wind blowing towards her face from the sudden warmth. She looked at the back of the sudden departure in confusion. Is this... leaving her here alone?

  But she wants to watch the fireworks, she doesn't want to go with him.

Wen Ning looked blankly at the depths of the dark alley, and then at the direction Pei You left, trying to find space to think out of the mess, when she was struggling, she heard a light and hasty voice footsteps.

  The man is back again.

  The night wind puffed up his robe sleeves and lifted his long hair. He approached like a ghost, completely different from the appearance of the exiled immortal just now.

  When he came over, he pushed her against the wall and clasped her jaw with one palm.

   "What did you just say?" His voice was hoarse, his chest was heaving up and down, he didn't know if he was panting for breath from walking too fast, or trying to suppress something.

  Wen Ning looked up at him bewilderedly, and blinked: "I said, do you... want to kiss me..."

  The already dark eyes were suddenly covered by a thicker dark color. His palms were slightly hard, so that she almost stood on tiptoe to meet his height. At the same time, he leaned forward, balancing his forehead, so close that she could hear his slight panting.

"yes."

   With a slight movement, he grabbed her lips forcefully.

  Pei You felt extremely ridiculous.

  Things are still trying to resist. He couldn't resist for a long time, couldn't he?

  Her every movement, every look, every smile, every tear is a thread wrapped around his heart, and the more he struggles, the tighter they become.

  He had nothing to do with her long ago, but he was still whitewashing the peace, trying to find a reasonable reason to convince himself.

   It's just influenced by the unknowable past life.

  It's just a little girl, why bother with her?

  I will leave tomorrow, indulge her for the last time.

   No, neither.

  He just liked her.

  He was pleased with her, he couldn't see her smile, he couldn't see her cry, he couldn't tolerate her disappointment. When she laughs, he will be moved, when she cries, he will feel distressed, and when she is disappointed, he can't wait to abandon all principles and give her everything he has to make her smile.

  He knew that she didn't have any affection for him, so he deceived himself, and he didn't have any affection for her.

  Is it true?

  Hasn't he dreamed of her?

   It was not in the dream of the previous life, but it is in the dream of this life. More than once, he dreamed of her drunken eyes outside Yichun Garden, of her smile in the sunshine in Ci'en Temple, and of the kiss he couldn't stop by Tai'an Lake.

  Why did he insist on marrying her?

  In order to find out the secret between her and Yichunyuan? To reject Emperor Jiahe's offer of marriage? In order to know how she can predict the future at the dust-cleaning banquet?

He wants to find out the relationship between her and Yichunyuan, and there are thousands of ways to trick her; he doesn't want to marry Princess Zhaohe, and there are thousands of ways to refuse the marriage offered by Emperor Jiahe; This method has been investigated clearly.

   Only she wants to marry, and he has nothing to do.

  He married her into the house regardless of the cost and any means. There was nothing else but that he wanted to marry her.

  He is, wants to marry her.

  Pei You seized the people under his command and conquered cities and lands. Once the thread that fettered his mind was broken, the long-suppressed desires would overturn like a flood.

  Wen Ning felt as if she was thrown into the water again.

   It’s just that the water was cold and cold before, but this time the water is hot and scalding hot. She wanted to avoid the invasion of this tide, but the more she retreated, the closer he came, and the more she avoided him, the tighter he chased her. Finally, she struggled and whimpered.

   She's dying, she can't breathe, she's drowning.

  The tide let her go, and the fresh air suddenly entered the chest cavity, forcing her tears to choke.

   "Why are you crying again?" The person in front of her seemed to have just come out of hot water, panting for scorching air, and wiped away her tears, "Stop crying, I'll take it easy."

lighter?

   Still coming?

  Wen Ning shook her head, no more, it's so sad, don't do it again.

   But Pei You, who Xiao has been thinking about for a long time, how could he let it go? He bent down and touched Wen Ning's lips again. Wen Ning lowered her head to hide twice, and he pinched her chin again, suddenly remembered something, stood up, and forced her to look up at him: "Wen Ning, who am I?"

  Wen Ning looked at him with misty eyes, blinked, then blinked again: "Pei...you?"

   "Yeah." Pei You leaned down again, catching those moist lips.

  Wen Ning learned her lesson and gritted her teeth, not wanting to let him succeed.

   "Release." He whispered in her ear, "Be good, let go, I'll take you to watch the fireworks."

  Want to watch the fireworks?

  Wen Ning was a little hesitant, she slightly loosened her lips and teeth, and Wen Ruan invaded along the gap.

   This time it was really light and gentle, but it made Wen Ning feel even more uncomfortable. Before, I felt that I was wrapped in scalding water, but now, I felt that I had turned into a ball of scalding water, which was uncomfortable and helpless. I just let out a soft snort, and it made me press even tighter, wishing to make her melt away go.

   Fortunately, there was a sudden "bang" in the sky at this time, and Wen Ning raised her face, just in time to see the sky full of fireworks blooming in the boundless night.

  She pushed Pei You's shoulder hard, look, look, fireworks!

  Pei You let her go and squinted at the colorful sky over the Qinhuai River.

   "Pei You, Pei You." Wen Ning excitedly tugged on his sleeve and jumped, "It's so beautiful!"

  Pei You turned to look at the smile illuminated by the fireworks.

  Yes, it is not allowed.

  Hold that face and kiss it again.

  (end of this chapter)