“Some Buddhist scriptures. To nourish the mind!” Ji Wushang said casually. “By the way, get me some water after you’re done tidying up, I need to take a bath.”
"Yes," Yue'er replied and left.
Just as Yue'er left, Zhu'er came in carrying a bowl of bird's nest. "Miss, try the bird's nest I just made."
"Leave it for now," Ji Wushang said.
After a while, Zhu'er had already retreated to the inner room to make the bed. Ji Wushang had just finished copying and stretched his arms. He was just about to pick up a spoon and scoop up a mouthful of bird's nest when he smelled an unfamiliar taste.
That gaze shot towards the other room like a sword, but thinking about it, it couldn't be Zhu'er. Ji Wushang tightened her grip on the spoon, her heart burning with anger. She hadn't expected them to resort to using someone else to do their dirty work? How laughable!
☆、044 Night Raid on the Boudoir, Bei Gong Minhao!
Do they really think they're as easy to deal with as before? They won't come openly, so now they're resorting to underhanded tactics? They've already come looking for trouble before I've even made a move, haven't they? Not only did I let them off the hook a few days ago, but now they want to provoke me again? Well, then don't blame me for teaching them a lesson!
Ji Wushang snapped out of her thoughts, put the bird's nest aside, and copied another chapter of the Heart Sutra. Before she finished copying, Zhu'er came out from the inner room. Seeing that Ji Wushang hadn't eaten the bird's nest, she frowned and said worriedly, "Miss, bird's nest is good for your health. You should eat it soon."
Ji Wushang looked up at the concern in her eyes and became even more certain that it wasn't Zhu'er who had done it, so he forced a smile and said, "We won't eat tonight. Besides, it's been sitting here for a long time and it's gotten cold. Take it away and throw it away."
"Yes." Zhu'er nodded, not feeling anything was amiss. "How about I brew you a pot of tea, Miss? You haven't tried the newly arrived Longjing tea yet!"
"Alright." Ji Wushang nodded. "By the way, did you make the bird's nest yourself?"
"Yes. Zhu'er is working on it in the kitchen! It's been quite a while, sorry to have kept you waiting, Miss." Zhu'er thought Ji Wushang was annoyed that the bird's nest soup had taken too long to make, so she answered a little shyly.
"It's alright. Have you been guarding the bird's nest all this time?"
“Um…” Zhu’er hesitated for a moment, “I went out for a while because I asked Xian’er to clean the yard, it was only for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.”
That's it. Someone must have taken advantage of the opportunity to slip in and put the medicine in. Ji Wushang frowned. "Was there anyone else in the kitchen? Hmm, and when you came back, did you see anyone else go into the kitchen?"
"I haven't seen anyone." Only now did Zhu'er realize that Ji Wushang's question was a bit strange, and she quickly widened her eyes. "Miss, has something happened?"
Ji Wushang shook his head, "Go and make me some tea!"
"yes."
"I haven't even seen the person yet, I didn't expect them to be so deeply hidden!" Ji Wushang sneered and closed the Heart Sutra.
Lying flat on the bed, Ji Wushang felt truly exhausted, his mind preoccupied with how to return the bird's nest the next day. Unexpectedly, he drifted off to sleep.
It was late at night, and the moonlight shone brightly on the window curtains, casting a few rays of soft light that made the inner room both tranquil and warm. The servants had all dispersed and returned to their own courtyards to rest, and even the gatekeepers straightened their posture slightly, though some succumbed to sleepiness and occasionally did some fishing-like movements.
At that moment, a dark figure suddenly darted into Ji Wushang's boudoir. Seeing that there were no maids keeping watch, the figure felt even more at ease, its exposed peach blossom eyes now secretly chuckling with smugness. The soft candlelight slowly burned in the horn-shaped lamp, dancing a joyful dance.
The shadowy figure stood quietly in the boudoir, admiring the surrounding scenery. On the high table, there was a pot of daffodils, and on the octagonal table next to it were some calligraphy and paintings, as well as copied Buddhist scriptures. The shadowy figure picked up the Buddhist scripture from the table, looked at the lively small regular script, which was the running script style of Wang Xizhi, and admired it from the bottom of his heart before putting it down.
Lifting the beaded curtain and sheer veil, I finally saw the girl lying on the bed. She was lying quietly within the pink curtains.
His heart was pounding. He had never done anything like this before, and he didn't know why, but he just wanted to see her, to see if she was hurt, to see if she was frightened. He gently lifted the bed curtains with his large hand, not daring to sit on the edge of the bed. His heart was beating so fast that he felt it was about to jump out of his chest.
The woman on the bed slept soundly, her long black hair spread out on the pink floral pillow. The soft light filtered in, casting a hazy glow on her face, making her skin as white as snow. Her eyelashes were slightly closed, and her small lips were tinged with red, so delicate that one couldn't resist wanting to kiss them. It was as if she were in a dream.
The shadowy figure's Adam's apple bobbed, and after a moment he realized his lapse in composure. But then, after thinking for a moment, he shook his head. Anyway, no one was watching! The shadowy figure chuckled to himself. Looking at Ji Wushang, the shadowy figure could no longer resist. He slowly reached out his large hand to stroke the hair on her forehead.
"No, no! Let me go! Let me go!" For some reason, Ji Wushang suddenly shouted, which startled the dark figure. He quickly withdrew his hand, crouched down, and rolled off the bed.
Ji Wushang sat up straight in shock.
He quickly patted his chest with his hand. Damn it, he dreamt of his tragic death in his past life again!
Ji Wushang's face turned pale. After resting for a while, seeing that there were no maids serving him, he had no choice but to give up. He got out of bed, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it, and then returned to bed.
The shadowy figure was filled with questions. He thought to himself, "Miss Wushang must be having a nightmare, but why is she so frightened? She seems to be in a lot of pain... Could this really be related to my kidnapping of her during the day?" Bei Gongminhao couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He had broken into her boudoir tonight just to see her, but he never expected to encounter something like this.
Seeing that the candle was about to burn out, Ji Wushang lit another one. Since he couldn't fall asleep anyway, he also leaned over the desk at the octagonal table, picked up a wolf-hair brush, opened the Diamond Sutra and the Compassionate Samadhi Water Repentance Method, and began to copy them.
Bei Gongminhao cried out in despair. He hadn't expected that Ji Wushang wouldn't sleep! How was he supposed to get out of there? He had originally planned to disappear without a trace. After all, this was a woman's boudoir, and it wouldn't be a good thing for him to break in at night. If he ruined the young lady's reputation, how could he ever face anyone again?
However, Ji Wushang was clearly in good spirits after being frightened, and his mind calmed down as he looked at the Buddhist scriptures.
Bei Gongminhao calculated the time with his fingers and grew anxious. After much thought, he finally came up with a plan. He painstakingly found a small grain of sand under the bed, pinched it in his hand, and gently pressed it onto Ji Wushang's sleeping acupoint.
Immediately, Ji Wushang collapsed. Only then did Beigong Minhao crawl out from under the bed, satisfied.
Just as she was about to go over and put Ji Wushang on the bed to prevent her from catching a cold while lying on the desk, she was surprised to find that Ji Wushang had already stood up, staring at the person in front of her with astonishment. He was dressed exactly as he had been during her kidnapping earlier that day—peach blossom eyes, a butterfly mask—all of this was unexpected. This was a murderer, not a kind soul!
"You..." Ji Wushang exclaimed in fright, but before she could react, Beigong Minhao covered her mouth with a swift movement. Ji Wushang could only stare at him angrily, wondering what he was trying to do!
“I really underestimated your abilities.” Kitagong Minho’s lips curled into a slight smile. “I never expected that you would actually fool me.”
Ji Wushang struggled, his eyes wide. He had a feeling something was wrong, because when he got up, he had clearly lowered the bed curtains. How could they have been lifted? He pretended to be copying scriptures at the table, and unexpectedly, he did hear a faint sound from under the bed. He initially thought it was some small animal, but it wasn't. He could only proceed cautiously. He hadn't expected to time it so perfectly, making him come out. But to his utter surprise, it was him!
"I won't do anything out of line to you, Miss, you can rest assured." Bei Gongminhao said with a grin, "I just came to see if you were frightened or injured. Now that I've seen you, I'm glad."
Ji Wushang whimpered, realizing she had startled herself. And wasn't covering her mouth like this already an outrageous act? If people found out that a man had entered her boudoir before she was even married, how could she possibly face anyone in this world? Wasn't this outrageous?
“I’ll let go, but please don’t shout… because,” Beigong Minhao thought for a moment before saying, “it seems I shouldn’t be here, it’s not good for your reputation.” His eyes softened as he finished speaking.
Ji Wushang glared at him resentfully. Only now did he remember to ruin someone's reputation?
Bei Gongminhao slowly released his grip. Unexpectedly, Ji Wushang, seeing him release his grip, felt annoyed and was about to slap him, but stopped in mid-air.
Bei Gongminhao was also stunned, never expecting that Ji Wushang would actually want to slap himself!
☆、045 He's being a shameless jerk; he'll keep pestering me to the very end!
She was, after all, the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion! No, she didn't know she was Beigong Minhao... Yet, she had actually harbored such thoughts! ...Beigong Minhao was struggling internally, his eyes fixed on Ji Wushang with a sinister gaze, his entire body radiating murderous intent, as if he were about to rush out and take Ji Wushang's life!
Ji Wushang felt a chill run down her spine from the look in his eyes, and sensing the murderous aura emanating from him, she lost her composure and retreated in fear. She had acted impulsively out of anger... She shouldn't have forgotten that the person in front of her was a murderer! He kidnapped her today and broke in tonight, what had she done to offend him?
Ji Wushang looked at him, and the fear in her eyes softened Bei Gongminhao's heart. After a long while, he calmly asked, "Why did you want to slap me?" As soon as he spoke, his large hand suddenly grabbed Ji Wushang's hand. Ji Wushang cried out softly, but Bei Gongminhao immediately covered her mouth. "Are you thinking of letting others know about your secret rendezvous?"
Ji Wushang shook her head. Bei Gongminhao looked at her innocent and pleading eyes before slowly letting go. "I'm sorry. I... I was too presumptuous!" After saying that, he actually bowed deeply to Ji Wushang.
Ji Wushang was taken aback. What would it take for this person to let him go? "No need, please leave!"
Bei Gongminhao felt a slight discomfort upon hearing this, realizing he had lost his composure and even revealed murderous intent... He never expected that if he hadn't controlled himself, he didn't know what he might have done. But Ji Wushang's words were too hurtful, weren't they? She said she only came to check if he was injured or frightened, that her intentions were good, so why didn't she appreciate it?
Beigong Minhao's expression changed, his gaze deepened, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. "By the way, let me ask you, what kind of nightmare did you have?"
Ji Wushang's face turned pale upon hearing this, and she hurriedly stepped back. However, Bei Gongminhao grabbed her hand, and Ji Wushang's gaze immediately fell on his large hand. Following her gaze, Bei Gongminhao awkwardly released her hand, saying, "Tell me. I will definitely fight for you—with my life!"
Ji Wushang shook his head. He didn't know who this person was, and besides, what could the incident in his dream prove? That he had been reborn? That he had suffered many hardships? Ridiculous, would he believe that? Moreover, who was this person? He had kidnapped him, and when the Prince of Nan saved him, he had even shot a silver dart at him to escape! Now, he was trying to kill him?
"Please go back! It's getting late." Ji Wushang gradually calmed down, determined to stay composed!
"It's not even dawn yet." Bei Gongminhao chuckled. "Are you trying to fool me again?"
Ji Wushang was furious with him; this guy was incredibly shameless! He was someone she couldn't possibly handle!
"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are. Now, if there's nothing else, please leave. Thank you!" Ji Wushang said harshly, seeing that he had no intention of harming her.
Bei Gongminhao burst into laughter, and Ji Wushang quickly covered his thin lips, "Are you crazy! Do you really want to kill me?"
Unexpectedly, Bei Gongminhao took this opportunity to stick out his tongue and gently lick Ji Wushang's delicate hand! His eyes became ambiguous, filled with a hint of desire! Ji Wushang felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she quickly pulled her hand back. Her face immediately turned bright red, as if she had applied rouge, and she was extremely embarrassed, yet also faintly angry.
"I...I'm warning you, even though I don't know who you are, I will still...I will..."
"Kill me?" Bei Gongminhao was more shameless than anyone else! He actually moved closer to Ji Wushang. Not to mention he was a dignified seven-foot man, he was much taller and bigger than Ji Wushang. Now that he was acting shamelessly, Ji Wushang hurriedly retreated, "You, what do you want to do?"
"Tell me, what do I want to do?" Bei Gongminhao asked with a hint of wickedness, a slight smile playing on his lips. He even licked his thin lips with amusement as he approached Ji Wushang step by step.
Ji Wushang leaned against the bedside, her face flushing even more crimson when she touched the edge. Bei Gongminhao had never seen her so flushed, her bright eyes filled with fear, her whole being a mixture of shame and anger, like a shy rose about to bloom. Bei Gongminhao lost control for a moment; his gaze darkened further, and he leaned forward, grabbing both of Ji Wushang's hands in front of him. "I think... I've fallen for you."
Ji Wushang's mind was a complete mess. Who was this person? What was going on? Could there really be such a person? He just tried to kill him, and now he says he likes him... No matter how strong his heart was, he couldn't take it!
"Let me go!" Ji Wushang snapped back to her senses and tried to struggle, but how could she possibly match Beigong Minhao's strength? Ji Wushang was even more furious, her cheeks turning red. She wished she could learn all eighteen martial arts techniques at once and challenge him to a duel!
Bei Gongminhao looked at her and couldn't resist gently kissing Ji Wushang's face. Ji Wushang was so anxious, but she couldn't move!
"Miss? Has something happened?" Suddenly, a voice came from the outer room. Wasn't that Zhu'er's voice?
Ji Wushang was immediately startled and hurriedly said, "Please leave right now! I beg you!"
Upon hearing her words, Bei Gongminhao realized that he had done something out of line again, but with a sly glint in his eyes, he said, "Make her leave." As he spoke, he gently blew on her earlobe, causing Ji Wushang to shudder.
Ji Wushang's mind was cleared by Zhu'er's shout. Seeing that he was not moving, he bit down hard on the right arm of the man who was holding his hands. Even through the black fabric of his clothes, the sharp silver teeth made Bei Gongminhao feel pain.
However, he didn't want to let go, and a smile appeared on his lips. "I didn't expect Miss Ji to be a little tiger with sharp teeth."
Upon hearing this, Ji Wushang immediately released him, glaring angrily. "Fine, since you won't leave, I'll risk it all! I'm going to tell my mother and father! You are the murderer who killed Minister Liu Sitao and his entire family of 367! You even kidnapped me, and now you're... you're even taking liberties with me!"
Bei Gongminhao was taken aback, but then regained his clear expression. "Tell me! An unmarried woman with a murderer, do you think anyone would believe she's not an accomplice? In the end, it will implicate 236 people in General Ji's mansion. With so many people accompanying her, it's worth it!" Finally, he leaned closer, "To die with Miss, it's truly living and dying together!"
"You!" Ji Wushang blushed with anger. This man!
"Miss?" Judging from Zhu'er's voice, she must be approaching. Ji Wushang immediately called out, "It's nothing, I'm just reciting Buddhist scriptures to calm my mind! You can go to sleep now!"
Pearl listened, responded, and then withdrew.
"Good boy!" Bei Gongminhao was about to kiss him when Ji Wushang turned his face away. "You'd better leave now! It's almost dawn!"
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☆、046 Reprimand the old woman, make an example of her!
Bei Gongminhao glanced out the window. Indeed, the moon was setting and it was getting late. Besides, it would be better for her to get some sleep! Seeing that he was distracted, Ji Wushang immediately struggled to break free. Unexpectedly, Bei Gongminhao pressed a pressure point on Ji Wushang's sleeping acupoint, and Ji Wushang immediately fell into a deep sleep.
Bei Gongminhao smiled silently, then gently kissed her forehead. Wasn't she still in his arms now? He hadn't been able to hold her during the day, so now was the perfect opportunity, especially since no one was watching… Bei Gongminhao, with his own little scheme in mind, gently carried Ji Wushang to the bed and took off her embroidered shoes. Unexpectedly, while helping her remove her shoes, he found himself drawn to Ji Wushang's delicate, jade-like feet.
The more he looked at them, the more he loved them. Bei Gongminhao secretly glanced at Ji Wushang and saw that she was truly asleep after her acupoints were pressed. He then boldly kissed her jade-like feet.
Satisfied, he pulled the covers over himself. "You're mine now," Bei Gongminhao sighed. "We'll meet again." A joyful light flashed in his peach blossom eyes. He gently lowered the bed curtains, then walked to the carved antique window. With a flip, he leaped out and disappeared in a few bounds.
Ji Wushang felt as if he had slept for a long time. When he woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky. According to the usual custom, he still had to go to his mother's courtyard to pay his respects. In this mansion, whoever was the mistress of the house or the grandmother of the older generation would receive the younger generation's greetings in their own courtyard.