Quick Wear: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

The Little Princess in the Palace (52)

  The dry big palm covered the back of her hand firmly and moved it towards her heart.

  At this time, she actually still had the energy to feel the thin calluses on his fingertips rubbing against her skin, causing a slight itch.

  She gritted her teeth and tried her best to pull her hand back, but she was no match for his strength and was slowly pulled over and pressed against his heart.

  "Stop it now!"

  She finally couldn't help but speak, and the hairpin in her hand seemed to be warmed by her body temperature.

  I wanted to let go, but he was held tightly.

  The hairpin had clearly not pierced into the heart yet, but the heart in the chest seemed to have been crushed and shattered.

  He looked into her eyes, trying his best to keep the curve at the corners of his lips.

  "Take back what you just said."

  Ruan Ruan didn't say anything. She knew he was forcing her, but her inexplicable stubbornness made her unwilling to give in.

  There is another secret thought...

  She bit the inside of her lip and remained silent as a resistance.

  It seemed as if I heard a self-deprecating laugh, and my clasped hands were driven forward again.

  Sinking in inch by inch.

  Ruan Ruan was completely no match for his strength. Her arms were shaking and sore from exerting so much strength that she seemed to be stabbing him actively.

  The feeling of a sharp weapon piercing my flesh was transmitted along the hairpin, making my scalp numb.

  Her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Let go!"

  "I told you to let go, did you hear me?!"

  Her eyes were filled with tears without her noticing, but she tried hard not to let them fall. The circles around her eyes were red and her thick eyelashes were trembling.

  He groaned, his face inevitably turned pale, but his lips were still bright red.

  Still going deeper and deeper.

  The strong smell of blood was overwhelming, and she had smelled enough of it today.

  "I give up!"

  She finally couldn't help but shout out, and the hairpin was pulled away from his chest. The big hand that was firmly holding her loosened, and Ruan Ruan's hands couldn't help shaking.

  The blood-stained hairpin fell to the ground.

  She bit her lip to stop herself from trembling and sobbed, "Mad man!"  

  The tears that accumulated in her eyes fell and hit the back of her hands, which were clasped together in front of her abdomen.

  Qi Guanyao raised his hand and wanted to wipe away her tears, only to find blood on his knuckles.

  He retracted his long fingers and held her whole body in his arms, and the strength on her waist and back seemed to want to embed her into his body.

  His head was pressed against her shoulder and neck, his hot breath sprayed on her skin at close range, causing a small patch of bumps.

  The blood flowing from his heart smeared onto the clothes that the two of them were holding tightly together. The tighter they hugged each other, the more painful it was.

  He smiled with satisfaction.

  Slowly kiss her ear bone.

  "I'm crazy. Jiaojiao, I'll go crazy without you."

  He didn't move away, but kept kissing that place.

  "I want you to know that I can also die for you...forget him."

  His face became paler and paler. Ruan Ruan stopped him and straightened him up.

  Her mood calmed down a little, only the tip of her nose and the corners of her eyes were still slightly red. She helped him lie down on the bed.

  "...I'll go find the doctor."

  When she was about to leave, the belt around her waist was gently pulled. She turned around and saw his fragile expression.

  After a few seconds of silence, his eyes curved and he only said, "Come back soon."

  And then it loosened.

  Ruan Ruan looked at him and gave an absent-minded smile.

  "knew."

  ...

  Ruan Ruan went to see the imperial physician immediately.

  There were imperial doctors seeing both sides, so she was not in a hurry to go back.

  ——I don't want to go back for the time being.

  The sky was getting darker, Ruan Ruan sat alone on a hillside, far away from the tent, not knowing that someone was watching her silently in the dark.

  (End of this chapter)