Chapter 294
Chapter 294
Ah Nian lowered her eyes, her fingertips gently stroking the cool bracelet on her wrist, her expression unreadable, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.
After a long while, he finally looked up and, under Nalan Jingwen's somewhat puzzled gaze, tiptoed and kissed her cheek. Even through the veil, she could still feel the soft touch of his lips.
Nalan Jingwen was stunned for a moment, then immediately took two steps back, grabbed the hand that was trying to pull him back, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?!"
Ah Nian flinched at her serious expression, her eyelashes trembling as she looked at her, her eyes shimmering like autumn water, like a frightened fawn, her wrist firmly gripped, unable to move.
"Sister...don't you like it?"
His tone was innocent, but tinged with trembling.
"Who did you learn it from?"
For the first time, Nalan Jingwen did not soften at his pitiful gaze. Instead, her eyes sharpened, and she questioned him in a deep voice.
She used tremendous force, and Ah Nian felt pain. Tears welled up in his eyes, and a faint red tinge appeared at the corners of his eyes. He subconsciously tried to pull his hand back, but under her intense gaze, he gradually lost his strength.
He said in a panic, "It was... Auntie who said it..."
"My aunt said that a kiss on the cheek means thank you..."
"I didn't mean to. If you don't like it, I won't do it again next time..."
Nalan Jingwen frowned deeply, and his expression did not relax despite his explanation.
Why did she say that to you? Is it to say thank you?
What is Xiao Congyu teaching? Does he think he can kiss someone he wants to thank? It's fine for men, but what about other women?
Nalan Jingwen's voice carried a hint of anger.
Ah Nian was brought to tears by the pain in her wrist; tears streamed down her face, a pitiful sight.
"I... I noticed they were all like that, so that's why I asked my aunt..."
"Sister, please don't blame Auntie, I'll never do it again..."
"Sorry……"
Nalan Jingwen understood. He had seen other men kiss their wives in the same way, but he didn't understand why they did it, so he asked Xiao Congyu. However, Xiao Congyu couldn't say for sure, for fear that Nalan Jingwen would learn it, so he could only say that it was to express his gratitude.
But to everyone's surprise, this person still learned it and put it into practice.
The lack of education...
In modern times, parent schools also educated children in this way, never mentioning topics related to sex, and even if children asked, they would cover it up with another explanation, which made the children more and more curious, or they would believe those explanations and follow suit.
Nalan Jingwen remained silent, looking at him for a moment, unsure of what to say. It wasn't until she felt the slightly trembling wrist under her palm that she snapped out of her daze and released his hand.
Her pale, fragile wrist was now wrapped in rings of bright red marks, which were particularly glaring. In some places, the marks had even turned bluish. She couldn't help but feel annoyed, forgetting that he was different from the man beside her, so frail and weak.
She took Ah Nian's hand, gathered her Xuan power in her palm, and gently massaged the marks on his wrist. Above her head, she heard the boy's suppressed sobs.
"Sister...I'm sorry..."
Nalan Jingwen looked up at him and softened his voice.
"no need to say sorry."
She paused, then said, "You can't treat other people like that anymore, understand?"
"...But, but my sister isn't just anyone..."
Nalan Jingwen choked, speechless, only to hear the man continue haltingly, "My sister is so good to me, I have nothing else to thank her for..."
"I've never treated anyone else like that; I've only ever kissed my sister..."
"My sister is none other than..."
During the month they spent on the road, he spent every day with Nalan Jingwen. He knew that although Nalan Jingwen looked cold, he treated everyone around him equally, was easy to talk to, and took good care of him. Even if Nalan Jingwen didn't say it, he knew it.
Xiao Congyu was initially afraid of her, but later he discovered that Nalan Jingwen was not what he thought, so he no longer kept his distance from her as before.
Ah Nian sobbed, all her grievances and choked sobs turning into endless tears.
This was the first time Nalan Jingwen had ever seen someone with so many tears, as if no matter how much he wiped them away, they would never dry up; he was almost crying himself to death.
She wiped away his tears and sighed softly, "You can't do this anymore. From now on, you can only do this to your wife. No one else, not even me, understand?"
Ah Nian looked at her with tears streaming down his face, "Will I have a wife?"
Nalan Jingwen paused in her hand as she wiped his tears, unsure how to respond.
Once he returns to Baiji, his marriage will no longer be his decision; he will have no say in how the women he chooses to enter the palace.
Not hearing Nalan Jingwen's voice, A'nian continued, "My aunt said that a wife is someone who can accompany me for a lifetime. I don't like others to be by my side, but if that person is my sister..."
“A-Nian is willing.”
Nalan Jingwen looked up and met those shimmering eyes. The clear eyes held a serious expression, and he was not lying.
She withdrew her hand and looked away.
"Marriage is a matter that needs careful consideration. You can't be so hasty. You need to choose a very good woman who can protect you and treat you well for the rest of her life."
"But isn't my sister one?"
His voice held a hint of doubt. "My sister has been very good to me. She has been watching over me and protecting me all this way. Isn't she the kind of good woman my sister spoke of?"
For the first time, Nalan Jingwen was speechless several times in a row. After saying so much, he had been tricked by him. This person was truly unbelievably pure. It was hard to imagine that there was such a pure and clear person in the world.
She knew that saying more would be pointless, so she simply said, "You're still young, this isn't the time for you to think about these things. Let's go."
The place had been cleared out at some point, leaving only the two of them. Nalan Jingwen, not wanting to be a burden to the boss, took him away.
The streets were incredibly lively tonight, with colorful lanterns adorning both sides of the road. The sounds of vendors hawking their wares mingled with the noise. Most of the pedestrians were women accompanying their husbands, while others brought elderly people and children. The children laughed and played, and the sounds of gongs and drums filled the air. The town under the cover of night had an even stronger festive atmosphere than during the day, truly a day for family reunions.
Nalan Jingwen walked ahead, and A'nian followed closely behind her. Was she afraid he would get lost or fall behind, or did she stop to wait for him?
Ah Nian wasn't paying attention and bumped into her hard back. He let out a soft cry, rubbed his head, and looked up at her with teary eyes.
He thought Nalan Jingwen would blame him and was about to apologize when a warm hand gently stroked his forehead.
"Does it hurt?"
He shook his head instinctively.
"It doesn't hurt."
Nalan Jingwen glanced at it, and with just a light tap, a faint red mark still appeared on his forehead.
She didn't say much, she just handed him her hand.
“Tugged at my sleeve.”
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