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

Chapter 244

As I approached the entrance of the Prince's Mansion, I saw a blue figure looking around in the distance. He was wearing a thick fox fur coat, which made him appear tall and slender without being bulky.

You can recognize Pei Yunche at a glance.

Not far from him stood two figures, one in green and one in purple, holding umbrellas.

Nalan Jingwen raised his head slightly and realized that fine snowflakes had started falling from the sky. The snow fell on his hair and melted quickly, soaking his clothes. A biting wind blew by, making him shiver involuntarily.

Nalan Jingwen glanced at Rong Hengyu beside him. He had gotten up in a hurry and only had time to casually put on a cloak. His smooth, black hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall, and his fair and delicate neck was exposed to the cold wind. Even so, he still did not look disheveled at all. He had the appearance of jade and gold.

Her eyes darkened, and she casually pulled Rong Hengyu's hand. As expected, it was icy cold. The latter was slightly startled, feeling the warmth from her palm. He pursed his thin lips, but his hand tightened imperceptibly, interlocking his fingers with hers.

The two walked to the entrance of the Prince's Mansion. Everything was ready. When Pei Yunche saw Nalan Jingwen, his eyes lit up. He was about to rush over and hug Nalan Jingwen when he suddenly saw Rong Hengyu next to her. He stopped abruptly, and his joyful expression instantly fell. He looked at Rong Hengyu as if he had seen something.

Rong Hengyu didn't seem to care much. He nodded slightly at him, then released Nalan Jingwen's hand and stood aside, giving them some time.

Nalan Jingwen glanced at him, said nothing, and simply waved to the two people who were standing not far away and looking over.

Seeing this, Liu Qishan and Jinse closed their umbrellas, handed them to a servant, and walked towards Nalan Jingwen.

As the two approached, Nalan Jingwen reached out and adjusted Liu Qishan's cloak, saying gently, "It's still early. Why don't you go back and get some more sleep? What are you waiting here for?"

Liu Qishan's gentle eyes, like autumn water, gazed at Nalan Jingwen.

"I want to see Awen again."

They had just met, and now they had to part again. No one wanted to be in such a hurry, but Nalan Jingwen had her own things to do, and they couldn't interfere. They could only pray day after day that she would return safely.

Nalan Jingwen stared into those eyes for a long time, then said nothing more, only taking something out of his pocket.

A jade hairpin suddenly appeared in her palm. The jade was warm and smooth. Such a quality was quite ordinary among the treasures that were everywhere in the capital. There was a crack in the middle, and a red dot like cinnabar was engraved in the crack.

Liu Qishan's eyes trembled, his breathing became disordered, and he lowered his head to gaze at the jade hairpin in silence.

Nalan Jingwen didn't say much, but gently inserted the hairpin into his hair, saying, "Don't lose it again."

Just like that day when they were worshipping heaven and earth in the wooden house, she personally put the hairpin on him.

Liu Qishan looked up, his eyes reddening, a glint of light in them, and a smile blooming on his lips.

"it is good."

Nalan Jingwen rubbed the corners of his eyes; his fingertips were damp and slightly cool.

This scene was so jarring that Pei Yunche's eyes reddened. Rong Hengyu's smile had faded at some point, and his phoenix eyes were filled with emotions that others couldn't understand.

Jinse lowered her eyes, feeling lost and inferior, and stared helplessly at the gold embroidery on her sleeve.

Young Master Liu was an extremely good person, and he treated him very well. He would always come to his courtyard to see him, bringing him medicine to help him recover. He would also teach him to identify herbs and to read and write. He shouldn't have...

I shouldn't have felt jealous of Young Master Liu...

He realized how dark and despicable his thoughts were; despite how good Young Master Liu had been to him, he still…

but……

Jinse's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked up at Nalan Jingwen. She affectionately stroked Liu Qishan's cheek, and the latter subconsciously rubbed his face against her palm, their affection so tender that it seemed no one could penetrate their embrace.

He lowered his head again, overwhelmed by feelings of inferiority and helplessness.

He had heard Liu Qishan say that they had known each other for a long time. He asked Liu Qishan how long ago that was, and Liu Qishan just smiled gently and said, "It was probably before she became Nalan Jingwen."

When Liu Qishan read out the name Nalan Jingwen, a gentle and sweet smile would always appear in his eyes. He could tell that Liu Qishan really loved the prince. They must have gone through a lot together to have such a deep love that had settled down after all the trials and tribulations.

The fact that Liu Qishan could call Nalan Jingwen by his name at will already demonstrates his status in the prince's heart.

When was it before he became Nalan Jingwen?

Jinse subconsciously assumed that they must have known each other for a long time, a period of time so long that it had become a unique memory between them, one that no one else could compare to.

He knew that the prince and Young Master Liu had a very good relationship, but the more they knew, the more at a loss he became. He had nothing, so how could he keep her?

He had no respectable family background, was old and faded, and was unbearably ugly, let alone comparable to the men beside her.

But clearly, at first he just wanted to be able to watch her from afar, and as long as he could see that she was doing well, that would be enough.

But why have you become so greedy now?

You see, humans are greedy. If they've never experienced warmth, they won't feel the cold, even if they were once in the icy hell. But now that they have it, they just want to hold on tighter and tighter, even pushing their luck and wanting more.

But he was apprehensive and uneasy. What merit did he have?

Jinse was lost in his own emotions until a pair of hands pulled him out of the endless vortex.

He stared blankly at the face he had longed for day and night, his throat dry and unable to utter a sound.

When his indifferent gaze fell on Nalan Jingwen's reddened eyes, Nalan Jingwen frowned almost imperceptibly. "Why are you crying? I will be back soon."

He had no expression, but his voice softened, though not obviously, Jinse heard it clearly.

He vaguely remembered that she had asked him in the same tone that day if he wanted to go with her.

"It was my fault for losing my composure, Your Highness. Please punish me."

He was about to kneel down when a strong hand stopped him.

Nalan Jingwen was displeased. "I have said that you do not need to bow in my presence."

"Sorry……"

Jinse apologized again and again. He had angered her, and she felt even more helpless, not knowing what to do.

Tears streamed down her face as she cried, her beautiful face streaked with tears, a sight that evoked pity and made everyone who saw her exclaim that she was absolutely stunning.

Seeing his condition, Nalan Jingwen had no choice but to pull his swaying body into his arms. Jinse was weak, and her already pale face became even paler with the cold wind, devoid of any color. Holding him now felt like holding a block of ice.

She knew he lacked a sense of security, and she knew where his anxiety came from.

She said gently, "I have Chenghe find the best doctor in the capital to treat your illness. Be a good girl and wait for me to return at the palace, okay?"

Jinse nestled carefully in her arms, absorbing the hard-won warmth, and nodded gently with her eyes closed.

"it is good."

Pei Yunche stared wide-eyed at the two embracing, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Is that all? No wonder she came from a brothel.