NFBE Chapter 172
Chapter 172
When you love someone, you never care about their past; you only feel sorry for them and blame yourself for not meeting them sooner or protecting them.
Jinse didn't speak, her breath trembled slightly, and a single tear slowly flowed from the corner of her eye, disappearing into her robes without a trace.
Nalan Jingwen turned his head and kissed his cheek, whispering, "I don't care whether you can leave me any offspring, I only care about you."
She didn't know if there were any dangers for the men here when they gave birth, and she didn't want them to take any risks.
Children are far less important than them.
"If you don't like children, we can live our own lives happily with me by your side. But if you like children, I will search the world for the best doctors to treat you. If they can't cure you, we can adopt one. How about that?"
Jinse's eyelashes trembled slightly, like the fluttering of butterfly wings. She slowly opened her eyes, and her beautiful eyes were now filled with tears, clearly reflecting Nalan Jingwen's face.
He gazed intently at Nalan Jingwen, his eyes filled with shock and affection. Nalan Jingwen never let him worry about anything, always thinking of everything for him, and didn't even care about this kind of thing.
He had always felt that his love for her was much deeper than hers. Because of his past experiences, he was always anxious and insecure. As time passed, he was no longer young and handsome. So when Nalan Jingwen's gaze fell on a younger and more energetic man, he never complained, but he was always secretly saddened.
She was so young and beautiful, but he had grown old.
What should we do? Why did he get so old?
He was always self-pitying and cautious, afraid that she would lose interest in him. He wanted to prolong these beautiful days, much longer...
But I never expected her to say something like that.
The women here are all fickle and heartless, easily bored and fickle. They value a man's chastity and even more so his offspring. Even if a man is accidentally touched by another woman, he will be considered impure and driven out of the house.
But Nalan Jingwen never cared about these things, and even carefully protected his self-esteem, never mentioning his past in front of him.
She's such a good person, what has he done to deserve her...?
When Nalan Jing saw that he was not speaking and was just looking at her, she thought that what she had said had upset him. Just as she was about to say something, her lips were sealed. The familiar fragrance filled her nostrils, and the soft touch on her lips made her want to explore deeper and possess more.
She held his slender waist, pulling him closer to her, the temperature rising rapidly, their breaths becoming intimate.
The salty, wet taste in her mouth further stimulated her senses, and she picked him up and carried him to the bed.
Gently placing him on the bed, she leaned over and confined him to a small area, making it impossible for him to escape.
Nalan Jingwen stared intently at him, his voice low and hoarse.
"May I?"
She had just tormented Jinse last night; I wonder if he can handle it again today.
He responded with an even more passionate kiss, his long legs wrapped around her waist, and with a gentle pull, Nalan Jingwen was caught off guard and almost fell on him. Fortunately, she braced herself with her hands, otherwise she would have crushed him.
Nalan Jingwen rubbed his waist, his face full of disapproval.
"Don't do that, it will hurt you."
Jinse gazed at her tenderly, his eyes adding a touch of allure as he looked at her. He gently helped Nalan Jingwen loosen her belt, and her outer robe fell to the ground with a thud.
His fingertips lightly traced his collarbone and chest.
Nalan Jingwen's eyes darkened slightly, and he grabbed the hand that was causing the disturbance.
"Be good."
Jinse didn't speak, but smiled. Her clothes were wide open, revealing her fair chest against the purple shimmering brocade. Nalan Jingwen's breath hitched, but he forced himself to stop and stared into her eyes.
"Tell me, is this the reason why you were unwilling to come with me before?"
She had always thought that Jinse was unwilling to go with her because he felt he was no longer virgin and was not good enough for her, or because he felt he was old and unattractive.
Now it seems there's another reason.
So, is it because he feels he cannot have children and is afraid that she will despise him, which is why he doesn't want to go with her?
Jinse looked stunned, her shimmering eyes lowered.
He remained silent, yet his words spoke volumes.
Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing could no longer bear to mention these things. She leaned down and gently kissed his eyes. With a wave of her hand, the curtains fell, concealing the spring scene on the bed.
Absurdity abounds once again.
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There was a knock on the door. Nalan Jingwen got out of bed, grabbed the clothes hanging on the rack, put them on, and carefully walked out the door.
When Jingchi saw that Nalan Jing had smelled it, his gaze fell on the hidden and ambiguous marks on her neck. As if burned, he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.
"Your Highness, the Third Princess's carriage has arrived downstairs."
Nalan Jingwen nodded, glanced around, and asked in confusion, "Where's Hongyun?"
"I don't know."
Nalan Jingwen remained silent for a long time before saying, "Then you shall come with me to the banquet."
"Yes."
Nalan Jingwen had only taken two steps when she stopped again. Jingchi hadn't expected her to stop so suddenly and almost bumped into her. She managed to stop in time, but lost her balance and nearly fell.
Nalan Jingwen instinctively reached out and grabbed his hand. As soon as he regained his balance, he abruptly pulled his hand back, as if he had encountered some kind of monstrous flood.
Nalan Jingwen glanced at him with some doubt, but didn't say anything more. He instructed the servants guarding the door, "When Jinse wakes up, serve him his meal first, so he doesn't have to wait for me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
She nodded and turned to leave.
Jingchi watched her retreating figure, his fingertips curling up, still warm from her touch. His eyes were downcast, his face shrouded in shadow, his expression unreadable.
After only a moment, they followed again.
The location chosen for the Nangong Nine Banquets was the Qinxu River, the most scenic spot in the capital.
This place is mostly filled with nobles and wealthy young ladies composing poems together; they are all pretentious people. However, this is only on the surface. Nalan Jingwen will not comment on the actual situation.
However, the river was calm today, with only a simple boat moored on the bank, guarded by soldiers.
It must have been Nangong Jiuyan who specially cleared the venue to prepare this banquet for her.
As soon as Nalan Jingwen stepped off the carriage, he saw a tall, slender man carrying a paper fan walking down from the boat.
She walked up to Nalan Jingwen with a relaxed expression, followed by several people who did not appear to be accompanying guards.
"It is truly my honor that Your Majesty has accepted my invitation."
Nalan Jingwen smiled and said, "I dare not refuse the Third Princess's invitation."