Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 248

Nalan Jingwen carried the person back to the carriage. Liu Qingxu made way for them. Originally, they had chosen a simpler carriage to avoid alerting the enemy. However, the carriage was more than enough for two people, and the originally spacious carriage became a little crowded with the addition of one person.

Jingchi's body was completely frozen stiff and icy cold. The carriage, which had just warmed up, was now like an ice cellar. Nalan Jingwen placed two fingers on the side of the neck of the person in his arms to feel the pulse. It was as if he was holding a block of ice. His face was as transparent as white paper, and his pale lips were tightly pursed. Fortunately, he had only fainted. There was still a faint pulse under his fingertips.

Even after fainting, his handsome, thick eyebrows were still tightly furrowed, all his worries shrouded between them, impossible to dispel.

Nalan Jingwen pursed her lips and channeled her profound energy into his body. Perhaps because he had been in the snow for too long, his veins were sluggish and unable to circulate. It took her a lot of effort to transfer her profound energy into his body, and his stiff body gradually warmed up and became soft again.

However, he probably couldn't wear the clothes he was wearing anymore, and they had gotten wet as well.

Nalan Jingwen lowered her eyes slightly, frowning as she pondered something. Seeing this, Liu Qingxu handed her the blanket beside her.

"Does Your Highness need this?"

Nalan Jingwen glanced at her, thought for a moment, took the blanket, and then stripped off the black clothes that were already soaked through. Liu Qingxu was startled when Nalan Jingwen took them off so suddenly. She quickly turned around, breathed a sigh of relief, and realized that she had almost defiled the man's purity.

Moreover, that person was Nalan Jingwen's man.

Nalan Jingwen didn't really distinguish between men and women; the only difference was whether someone was one of her own. If someone was one of her own, then everyone, from top to bottom, was hers, and she didn't care what they saw.

She had just taken off her clothes, leaving only her underwear, which was also soaked. The white underwear became transparent after being wet, clinging tightly to her long, slender thighs, revealing her voluptuous figure.

Nalan Jingwen didn't react much, just glanced at it casually, and was about to pull down the last pair of pants when a hand lightly rested on the back of her hand.

She raised an eyebrow slightly and looked up at the owner of the hand. Jingchi had woken up at some point. He looked at Nalan Jingwen, his clear blue eyes filled with water. The almost eternal still water rippled, seeping into people's hearts bit by bit, making people's hearts soften a little. His tough face did not change, but his red earlobes betrayed the bitterness in his heart.

"Your Majesty..."

He spoke softly, his voice hoarse, trembling, and pleading.

He seemed afraid to look directly into Nalan Jingwen's eyes, so he quickly lowered his gaze. He then realized that his hand was still on Nalan Jingwen's hand, so he hurriedly removed it. But when his peripheral vision caught sight of those almost transparent underpants, he panicked and didn't know where to look.

Nalan Jingwen was too lazy to deal with him and tried to pull down his pants again, but Jingchi grabbed her hand.

He had little strength and could only loosely hold her fingers. She could easily break free if she struggled even slightly, but Nalan Jingwen did not struggle and let him hold her, looking at him leisurely.

Jingchi's hands trembled slightly; this single movement had already exhausted him greatly. His watery eyes gazed at Nalan Jingwen, and he pleaded in a low voice, "Your Highness... please don't..."

Seeing his fearful and terrified expression, Nalan Jingwen knew that he must have misunderstood her actions again.

Jingchi had indeed misunderstood. He knelt on the path Nalan Jingwen was sure to take, begging Nalan Jingwen to allow him to follow her. Although it was called a plea, it was actually using his body as a threat, gambling that Nalan Jingwen would feel sorry for him and keep him. This was already an offense to Nalan Jingwen. Therefore, in his opinion, Nalan Jingwen's current actions should be a punishment in the heat of her anger. Even making him kneel naked in the snow would not be too much.

For him, a man's innocence was not that important. He was a person of the divine realm, so naturally he would not value innocence as much as men in the mortal world.

but……

But for some reason, the thought of his body being seen by anyone other than Nalan Jingwen made his blood freeze. For the first time, he wanted to disobey Nalan Jingwen.

He could give up his dignity and his innocence, but he...

don't want……

At least don't do that...

"Your Majesty..."

His voice trembled more and more, and upon closer listening, there was a hint of sobbing.

This was the first time Jingchi had shown such a vulnerable side to Nalan Jingwen. Crystal tears silently slid down from the corners of her eyes, leaving a crimson stain that stood out starkly against her pale face.

Nalan Jingwen felt a slight pause in his heart, a surge of agitation spreading through his chest. He didn't want to look at Jingchi's shattered face, but his words were sharp, "Don't want it? You were quite bold when you threatened me, but now you know fear?"

When Nalan Jingwen saw him kneeling alone in the snow, she was a little angry, but she quickly calmed down. After all, she was the one who found Jingchi and watched him grow up. In the end, she had pushed him too hard.

But this blockhead doesn't know how to be flexible. He only knows how to hurt himself in this way. I don't know how long he has been kneeling. He doesn't even use his Xuan power to protect his heart meridian. If she really arrives a little later, or if she is determined not to let him come with her, will he really let himself die in this icy and snowy place?

As Jingchi listened to her mocking words, her heart sank. Her once beautiful eyes turned gray and lifeless, like a delicate flower withering away, losing all its color.

The hand that was loosely holding Nalan Jingwen lost its strength and fell down, like a mindless doll that no longer resisted and let people manipulate it.

He never disobeyed Nalan Jingwen's orders.

Upon hearing that he had let go, Nalan Jingwen no longer hesitated. He took off the last pair of trousers, quickly wrapped the naked body in a blanket, and tossed the clothes to the servants outside. Since the carriage was so small and there was no place for him to lie down, Nalan Jingwen simply held the man in his arms.

"have a rest."

The dark circles under his eyes proved that he hadn't had a proper rest for many days.

Mirror Pool remained unresponsive, motionless like a piece of wood, its pupils unfocused and unable to settle, as if it had completely sealed itself off, leaving only an empty shell.

Nalan Jingwen then noticed that there was no response after calling him several times. He just stood there blankly, as if his soul had been emptied out.

She frowned, shook the person in her arms, but there was still no response. She picked up his hand and slowly channeled her profound energy into it, then took a moment to place it on his forehead. Sure enough, it was burning hot.

"parking!"

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"Go find a doctor."

She paused, then continued, "Have the doctor prepare some medicine for the cold and bring it over as soon as possible!"

"Yes."

The wind whistled past, and the person outside the carriage was nowhere to be seen. She couldn't let others delay her journey, so she instructed her servants to have the doctor bring the prepared medicine directly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingxu hesitated and turned around. She saw the empty, puppet-like Jingchi leaning against Nalan Jingwen's chest. She wanted to say something but stopped herself, and ultimately said nothing.