NFBE Chapter 92
Chapter 92
The night was deep and quiet, with only the shadows of the trees swaying gently.
At the Pei residence, a dark figure swiftly flashed across the roof beams, moving with agility and without a sound, accurately avoiding all the guards before finally landing in a courtyard.
The courtyard was quiet, deserted, deathly silent, with only a faint breath coming from inside the house.
Nalan Jingwen glanced around indifferently, then slowly stepped closer, gently pushed open the door, and found the inside quiet and pitch black.
She walked precisely toward the bed, where the curtains hung down, casting indistinct shadows.
Standing by the bed, she pulled back the curtains, revealing the person inside.
Pei Yunche lay on the bed with his face as pale as paper and his eyes closed. His face was thin, but he seemed to be sleeping very restlessly, with his brows furrowed and his head covered in sweat.
Nalan Jingwen sighed softly, sat down by his bedside, took his hand, and channeled his profound energy into him bit by bit. His tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, no longer showing the pain he had just endured.
Pei Yunche seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused as he stared at Nalan Jingwen.
Am I dreaming? Did she come to see me?
If this is a dream, please let it last a little longer.
He propped himself up, looking at Nalan Jingwen with a hazy, dazed expression.
Nalan Jingwen remained calm and met his gaze.
Then, Pei Yunche reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his head in the crook of her neck, nuzzling her affectionately, and whispering, "You finally came to see me, I missed you so much..."
Nalan Jingwen, who had originally intended to push him away, paused and then let his hand fall back down.
"Why did you get yourself into this state? Your sister said you're not eating, and why aren't you taking your medicine when you're sick?"
Pei Yunche tightened his arms around her, completely nestled in her embrace, his body burning hot and his breath scorching.
"I can't eat if you don't come to see me..."
"You're always like this, so blunt and hurtful. You only treat me so gently in my dreams. Could you please spend more time with me?"
He didn't want to wake up; the thought of facing a cold, empty room upon waking made him feel miserable.
"You said you didn't like me. After I returned home, I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't make you like me. No one told me what to do."
He was in great pain, not knowing how to break the deadlock. For the first time, he felt powerless and couldn't even find anything about himself that could make Nalan Jingwen like him.
"Can you tell me how I can make you like me...?"
"Tell me if I've done anything wrong, and I'll change. I'll never get angry with you so easily again. I'll learn whatever you like. Please don't talk to me like that; it makes me so sad..."
His voice was muffled, full of bitterness and helplessness, and his breath was listless.
The once innocent, lively, and spirited boy has become so sensitive and insecure.
Feeling the dampness on his neck, Nalan Jingwen fell silent, placed his palm on his back, and once again channeled his profound energy into him.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and Nalan Jingwen frowned slightly.
Pei Yunche opened his mouth and bit her shoulder, but then hesitated to bite too hard and gently touched the tooth mark with his lips.
"This is your punishment for making me sad."
Nalan Jingwen sighed and gently patted his back, "Go to sleep, everything will be alright."
"Can you spend more time with me? I finally managed to dream about you..."
Nalan Jingwen didn't speak, but continued to slowly channel her Xuan power into her. The man's voice, which was buried in her neck, gradually weakened, but the arm around her waist did not loosen at all.
Only after his breathing had completely stabilized did Nalan Jingwen pry his hands open, and in order to let him sleep peacefully, she even pressed his sleeping acupoint.
Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, she raised her hand and touched the teeth marks on her neck, her expression complicated.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing the curtains to flutter and ripple slightly. The red figure was no longer by the bedside.
Inside the courtyard, a woman stood staring at the door. Silver moonlight shone on her shoulders, softening her aura of coldness and making her appear gentle and serene.
When Nalan Jing smelled it, he met her gaze.
Pei Yundai suddenly knelt down and solemnly bowed to Nalan Jingwen.
"Yun Dai, thank you, Your Highness."
Nalan Jingwen glanced at her indifferently and said, "There's no need to tell him that I've been here."
Let him treat it as just a dream.
"it is good."
"If he continues like this, let him come to the palace to see me, on the condition that he recovers his health. I don't want to see him sickly."
Whether it's true or not, although she has a good impression of Pei Yunche, she still can't bring herself to marry him. If she marries him and still doesn't like him, it would not only be a waste of his prime years, but also irresponsible to him and to herself.
That's why she kept rejecting him, but she didn't expect him to fall deeper and deeper into it, torturing himself into this state.
She glanced at Pei Yundai, surprised that a woman like her was actually a brother-obsessed person.
but……
If she could win over Pei Yundai, it wouldn't be a bad thing. Although she didn't have any dangerous ideas, she would have a hard time moving forward in the court without any support.
Even with Nalan Fengxing's favor, it's not a long-term solution.
I wonder if Pei Yundai is also a tough nut to crack, just like General Pei.
"Get up, I'm leaving. Take good care of him."
"Congratulations, Your Majesty."
……
the next night.
"Your Highness, the person you requested has been found."
"Bring it here and take a look."
Soon, a man entered from outside the door. The young man had a face like fine jade, and beneath his handsome eyebrows were a pair of beautiful eyes. His gaze was incredibly captivating.
Even dressed in coarse linen clothes, his beauty was undeniable.
The young man knelt respectfully before Nalan Jingwen, saying, "This servant, Xu Qing, greets Your Highness."
Nalan Jingwen sized him up, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"Has Chenghe ever told you why I bought you?"
The boy shook his head and said, "I am already yours, Your Highness. Whatever Your Highness asks me to do, I will do my best."
He tilted his head slightly, looking at the woman in the high position with a firm gaze. This mere distance represented an insurmountable class divide.
"Are you willing to follow me?"
"willing."
Nalan Jingwen stared intently at him with his dark eyes, releasing wisps of oppressive aura from his body.
"I'm only giving you one chance. If you want to back out, you can leave now."
The boy still stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant.
"I am willing."
He had no other choice but to live; if the prince hadn't bought him, he wouldn't have escaped death.
Nalan Jingwen stared at him, and the latter calmly met her gaze, without a trace of lying.
She nodded, then looked at Cheng He beside her. Cheng He immediately understood, stepped back, and closed the door.