NFBE Chapter 245
Chapter 245
Pei Yunche stared at the two embracing, holding back his anger, but ultimately didn't dare to step forward and forcibly separate them. He could only watch helplessly.
Rong Hengyu slightly turned his head, his gaze seemingly falling on Pei Yunche, as if he were sizing him up. Then he lowered his eyes, concealing all emotions in them.
After coaxing Jinse, Nalan Jingwen finally looked at Pei Yunche. When the latter saw her looking over, he pouted, took two steps toward her, and then stopped, just staring at her expectantly.
Nalan Jingwen glanced around at him, his expression slightly somber, and asked, "Where is General Pei?"
Unexpectedly, Nalan Jingwen's first question was about her own sister. Could it be that she was not as important to her as her sister?
The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. His vision began to blur, and a snowflake landed on his long eyelashes, trembled, and obscured the delicate glint in his eyes.
Nalan Jingwen remained calm, raising her hand to brush away the fine snowflakes from his hair. Pei Yunche looked up, his slightly reddened eyes reflecting her cold and beautiful face. Just as Nalan Jingwen was about to withdraw her hand, he swiftly grabbed her sleeve, secretly glancing at her. Seeing that she showed no impatience, he took advantage of the situation and hooked his fingers around hers.
These little movements were like a kitten scratching an itch. Nalan Jingwen watched him, his expression softening, but he didn't let go of his hand.
Pei Yunche is actually easy to coax. He's just a child throwing a tantrum over a piece of candy. In the past, he would make a huge fuss over this candy, making a scene that everyone would know about. But now he's much more restrained. He feels wronged, but when he can reach out and grab the candy, he quickly forgets his previous grievances and only feels the sweetness of the candy.
He hooked his arm around Nalan Jingwen's, glanced at Jinse with a somewhat smug look, and his fierce and adorable demeanor was both endearing and foolish.
Jinse naturally wouldn't hold it against Pei Yunche. To him, Nalan Jingwen wasn't just his alone. It was only right that he should be favored by whomever he was. After a man gets married, the most taboo thing is to be jealous. He felt that he was not as good as others, so he was even less likely to be jealous.
Standing beside Jinse, Liu Qishan could naturally see Pei Yunche's defiant gaze. Having lived for so many years, his mind was no longer what it used to be. In his eyes, Pei Yunche's little actions were childish and he wouldn't even take them to heart. However, he glanced at Jinse beside him, thought for a moment, and patted Jinse's folded hands.
Jinse was a little stunned, but quickly recovered and smiled at him.
Nalan Jingwen saw Pei Yunche's supposedly subtle actions but didn't say much, only asking again.
"Where is General Pei?"
Pei Yunche was no longer aggrieved and truthfully replied, "My sister said that I should meet you first."
Nalan Jingwen didn't speak, but Pei Yunche took her hand and said coquettishly, "Can't you really take me with you?"
Upon hearing this, all the men present looked up at Nalan Jingwen with piercing gazes, making it impossible for Nalan Jingwen to ignore them.
None of them didn't want to be by Nalan Jingwen's side. They didn't say anything because they didn't want to cause her trouble, and even more so, they didn't want to put her in a difficult position.
Her expression was calm, and her gaze fell on Pei Yunche. Just as she was about to speak, he spoke first again.
"Stop talking, I know, I don't want to hear it."
Pei Yunche hugged Nalan Jingwen's waist tightly, buried his head in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I know, I will be obedient, I will be good, and wait for you to come back and marry me."
Nalan Jingwen raised his hand and placed it on his slightly trembling back, patting it gently without saying a word.
She looked up at the sky, where the first light of dawn was breaking; the snow had stopped sometime earlier.
"It's getting late."
The body in his arms stiffened, then he slowly withdrew, released his grip on Nalan Jingwen, and gave her a very forced smile.
The boy in front of me had red eyes, tears welling up in them, but his gaze was stubborn, and he refused to shed a tear.
Nalan Jingwen looked away and walked towards the carriage that had been prepared outside. Rong Hengyu followed behind her to see her off, while the others remained where they were, watching that flamboyant red figure.
As they approached the carriage, Nalan Jingwen turned back, glanced at the person beside him, and asked, "Where's that servant boy next to you?"
Rong Hengyu hadn't expected her to ask this, and simply said slowly, "He made a mistake and was sent back to his master's house by his servants to be punished."
Nalan Jingwen didn't ask what mistake she had made; she didn't care. She really didn't like Rong Hengyu, that servant, so it was good that he was gone.
She nodded and said, "Since he's not doing a good job, then we'll find someone more efficient to serve you. Take good care of yourself while I'm away."
Rong Hengyu smiled gently, his lips pursed, like a spring breeze caressing one's face. His gaze seemed to possess a power that brought peace of mind.
"Your subject understands, and hopes that Your Highness will also keep your promise."
Nalan Jingwen grunted in agreement and boarded the carriage.
"Let's set off."
Cheng He watched the carriage disappear into the distance, then walked up to Liu Qishan and the other man, and sighed softly, "Gentlemen, the weather is chilly now, would you like to go back to your rooms?"
She knew how important these two were to the prince, and if anything went wrong, the prince would probably blame her.
Liu Qishan withdrew his gaze, not wanting to cause trouble for Cheng He, nodded, and said to Jinse, "Let's go back."
Cheng He walked to Rong Hengyu's side again. Before she could speak, Rong Hengyu turned and walked towards the mansion. Cheng He was slightly stunned, and followed her.
Just as Cheng He was about to pass by Pei Yunche, Pei Yunche firmly grabbed her wrist. Cheng He was stunned and was about to step forward when Rong Hengyu stopped her. He looked up at Pei Yunche with a calm expression.
Pei Yunche stared at him with reddened eyes, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust.
"Talk."
"I'm afraid there's nothing to talk about between me and Young Master Pei."
Then, he turned his gaze to the wrist that Pei Yunche was holding firmly, a hint of impatience and killing intent flashing in his phoenix eyes.
Pei Yunche, oblivious to the danger, continued, "I want you to leave Nalan Jingwen."
Rong Hengyu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. A mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips. Her phoenix eyes stared straight at him, like a proud cat finally revealing its sharp claws to deliver a fatal blow.
Pei Yunche had never seen Rong Hengyu like this before—dangerous, terrifying, and unpredictable. He subconsciously loosened his grip on Rong Hengyu's hand.
"I'm afraid Young Master Pei will have to speak to the Prince about this. If the Prince agrees to divorce me, I naturally won't say another word."
How could this be possible? Everyone, even strangers, could clearly see the weight Rong Hengyu held in Nalan Jingwen's heart.
Chenghe had already stepped aside while the two of them were talking; it was not her place to listen to her master's conversation.
Pei Yunche quickly reacted, gripping Rong Hengyu's hand tightly again with surprising force. Rong Hengyu's fair wrist was already red, and his expression was serious and threatening.
"I saw."
"You went to the palace."
Rong Hengyu's smile remained, but his eyes gradually turned dangerous as he stared at him without saying a word.
"I don't want to know what kind of secret you have with her, but if you harm her because of it, I will make you pay the price, even if it costs me everything!"