I am born a beauty, and I am supreme

Chapter 137

My mind was a bit foggy, and I thought I should talk to him tomorrow. Getting some sleep was the priority.

So he turned on his toes and headed towards his room.

A piercing scream suddenly echoed through the silent imperial city of Fengcheng.

The patrolling soldiers were alerted, and soon a commotion arose. Then, the Regent's Palace was suddenly brightly lit, and the Regent, leading his troops on horseback, swept into the palace like the wind.

The riot was quickly suppressed, but another one took its place. At the Regent's order, the number of patrolling soldiers in Fengcheng increased to about three times the usual number. The city gates were closed, and some sleeping citizens of Fengcheng were awakened and heard the hurried sound of horses' hooves passing by on the official road below.

The regent's personal guards, leading the imperial soldiers, sealed the city gates and headed straight for the post station.

The inn was quiet until the loud knocking on the door startled many people who were dreaming of returning home.

Under the lamplight, Chu Gexing raised his eyebrows, gazing at the flickering lamplight before him, as if waiting for something.

The flickering light, sometimes dancing and sometimes swirling, mirrored his unpredictable thoughts.

To go or to stay. There was no more time for him to think it over.

Someone went out to open the door, and after a series of indistinct questions and answers, someone shouted: "Surround the inn! No one is allowed to make a move!"

Chu Gexing raised his eyebrows. He heard a flurry of footsteps heading straight for Tang Leyan's room, but one of them was heading right in his direction.

Tang Leyan turned over, a smile appearing on her face in her sleep.

She dreamt that she had returned to Shundu, and by the city gate of Shun, Chu Zhen was smiling and watching her.

She dismounted.

He opened his arms and embraced her, so warmly.

"Uncle Zhen," she murmured contentedly, snuggling her head into his warm embrace.

Chu Gexing's body trembled. Looking at the person sleeping soundly in his arms, a strange sadness welled up in his heart again.

Around him, the Regent's guards formed a circle, torches held high, yet everyone remained silent, watching as the Deputy Envoy, holding Shun Zheng's envoy, stood tall by the door, his bearing unparalleled.

Chu Gexing lowered his eyes and asked, "What happened?"

After a long while, someone stepped forward and called out, "By order of the Prince, the envoy sent by Shun to bestow the marriage has been temporarily detained. We apologize for the offense, gentlemen, please come with me!"

Chu Gexing gave a faint snort: "No matter what happens, I'll deal with everything tomorrow."

"His Highness has ordered that if the two gentlemen disobey his orders before the matter is fully investigated, he cannot guarantee that he will not take action against the people sent by Shun."

Chu Gexing's gaze swept over Tang Leyan's face: "Do you think I'm afraid of threats like yours?"

The man dared not look at his face any longer, and turned his head slightly, saying, "I wouldn't dare. Please come with me, sir. If you do as I say, the matter will be resolved peacefully after the investigation is completed. If you resist, then..."

Behind him stood a dense mass of Phoenix City soldiers.

Phoenix City's Life and Death Tribulation Chapter 176: The Cold Sound Shatters

What did Tang Leyan buy for Chu Zhen?

If Chu Gexing had heard her question at the time, she wouldn't have had an answer.

How could she possibly count them all?

During her time strolling through Fengcheng, she fell in love with everything she saw. A soft embroidered shirt caught her eye, and she rushed over to touch it. The feel was like touching the clouds in the sky. This made her think of other things, such as what it would feel like to reach inside the clouds. As she thought about it, her mouth watered. When the shopkeeper came over and asked if she wanted it, she roared with great fanfare, "Wrap it up! Wrap it up!"

Or when they see a local specialty snack, they always smile broadly after trying it, thinking, "If he tried it, he would like it too."

She collects everything from food and clothing to daily necessities, loving whatever she sees.

There's a kind of feeling that can make even the most petty person forget to be calculating.

However, the time is not yet right.

Chu Gexing sat cross-legged, looking at Tang Leyan who was sleeping on his lap. The latter had a slight smile on her face. He didn't need to guess what she was dreaming about or thinking about. He had seen her all too clearly during the days he spent with her. Her heart was simple and clear, and it was heading towards Chu Zhen in an impatient manner.

The cell was quiet, as it was already past midnight or early morning and those who were supposed to be asleep had already gone to sleep. Faintly, one could hear the sleepless groans and sighs of those suffering from torture or imprisonment.

A lamp hanging outside the cell cast a very faint light. Fortunately, he and she were very close.

The soft light shone in, and Chu Gexing remained in the same position, only occasionally lowering his eyes to look over and observe her expression.

I think of what she once said at the night market.

"...But before..." How about that?

During their time at Tianmiao Peak, this person had become extremely secretive since descending the mountain, as if they wished to be complete strangers. Naturally, she didn't want to bring it up again, and if it suddenly came up, she would simply pretend it was a slip of the tongue and immediately change the subject, rushing away. But even if she didn't say it, how could he not understand the unspoken meaning behind her words?

It has never felt so unfamiliar before.

Isn't that right?

Tang Leyan, all you wanted to say was this, so why did you hesitate to say it and stop in time?

Do you really think I, Chu Gexing, would do anything to you? Do you really have any strange ideas because of a mere sentence?

Who do you think you are? And who do you think I, Chu Gexing, am?

He sat down with his eyes lowered, like an old monk in meditation, dignified and proud, motionless.

The dim light shone on that stunningly beautiful face, creating a breathtakingly beautiful effect.

But……

Chu Gexing was a little unsure of what he really wanted to do.

Everything was ready, except for the act of leaving.

But at the last moment, he preferred to stay by the sleeping pig's side and go to prison with her.

Why did you stay? Why did you step forward to shield her from all of this, before she regained her senses at dawn?

This was clearly a golden opportunity, if one were truly determined to scheme against her. The perfect moment was when she was unconscious; he had, of course, considered this before.

Unfortunately, he gave up such a good opportunity himself.

So, deep down, I ask myself, why?

Could it be that, given his wicked nature, he's hoping to see an even more exciting drama unfold through her?

This reason is rather far-fetched.

It's alright, though.

Chu Gexing thought to himself.

The person in his arms stirred and reached out to hold his legs.

She shrank back slightly, snuggling closer to him like a kitten. It seemed she knew it was warmer there.

Chu Gexing sighed softly. After thinking for a moment, he unfolded his sleeve and draped it over her.

She smacked her lips in satisfaction.

Chu Gexing looked at the person on his lap, reached out, and touched her face.

The skin was so delicate and smooth that it felt a little cool to the touch. But after a while, a slight chill would spread from the fingertips to the skin.

She didn't resist. He let his soft fingertips wander over her face unconsciously, until they instinctively slid down to her neckline, hovering there as if a pensive figure was wondering whether to move forward.

When Chu Gexing realized what was happening, his fingers trembled.

The subordinate seemed to frown uncomfortably, and with a slight movement of his lips, he uttered a single word.

Chu Gexing's fingers were resting on her neck, a slight warmth emanating from there, as if carrying an allure.

He stopped moving abruptly when he heard her utter that word, his mind in turmoil.

Why……

Looking up in disbelief at the still-sleeping person, Chu Gexing doubted his own ears.

It must be an auditory hallucination.

He was determined.

But they were still somewhat unwilling to give up.

"What did you just say?" He lowered his head and asked in a very low voice in her ear.

His voice was low and deep, neither threatening nor presumptuous, as if he were performing the most skillful hypnosis and the most adept coaxing, with a hint of restrained sweetness, tempting her to say it again.

Sure enough, she frowned and reacted.

Then, her lips moved slightly, and two words slowly escaped her lips:

"Senior brother..."

Fallen leaves scatter their fragrance across the steps. The night is still, only the chill of the night can be heard. The pearl curtain is rolled up, the jade tower is empty, and the pale Milky Way hangs low over the sky. Every year on this night, the moonlight shines like silk, and I am always a thousand miles away from home.

My heart is broken with sorrow, unable to find solace in wine; before the wine touches my lips, tears well up. The flickering lamp casts its light on my pillow, a testament to the bitter taste of lonely sleep. All these things weigh on my mind and heart, impossible to escape.

If she meant no harm, how could she have uttered that name without realizing it, just like the austere days on Tianmiao Peak, when they leaned on each other, before she even knew he was a man?

If she had any feelings for him, why was she so resistant to him when she was sober? She only managed to utter a single word when he forced her into a corner, as if it were just a perfunctory response, and she seemed unwilling and reluctant.

Chu Gexing didn't know.

I just suddenly felt flustered.

He listened to the fading of the night watchman's drum, silently counting the hours, gently stroking her smooth hair, a bitter smile playing on his lips. Alone, he sat soberly in the darkness, quietly waiting for dawn to break.

As dawn broke, someone came.

"Young Master, Young Master... The Regent has ordered that no one is allowed to enter, ah..." Before the words were finished, they turned into a long scream.

A voice arrogantly said, "The Regent's orders are orders, but my orders, Feng Feisheng's orders, are not?"

Feng Feisheng kicked aside the jailer blocking his way, then strode inside with his hands behind his back, as unrestrained as a crab.

Inside the prison, Chu Gexing remained calm and composed, not even changing the posture of his hands.

Feng Feisheng charged straight in, only stopping in front of the prison cell.

"Young Master Feng, what good news have you brought?" Chu Gexing asked slowly.

Feng Feisheng looked at him, then at Tang Leyan who was still fast asleep on his lap, and smiled as he turned his gaze: "There is no good news. I just came to see if my lover is suffering. It seems that she is getting used to living here."

"Oh, who is the young master's lover?" Chu Gexing looked up at Feng Feisheng with interest.

Feng Feisheng met his dazed eyes and was startled. A feeling of embarrassment and anger welled up in her heart. However, bringing up the past would only do her harm. So she smiled nonchalantly and said, "Vice Envoy Chu is well aware of the situation. Hey, hey—please don't put your hand there."

Chu Gexing looked down at his hand on Tang Leyan's shoulder and smiled faintly: "Oh, Prince Feng is really affectionate. But since we are both in here, we are like two grasshoppers on the same rope, and we are bound to lean on each other. This is unavoidable. If you can't stand it, you can come in and keep me company, or... let your lover go out."