Hibiscus as a Painting

Chapter 46

In the dim light, Emperor Xuanlong's fair skin was visible, the candlelight reflecting off the beads of sweat on his body, creating an atmosphere of eroticism. He was on top of another person, a true emperor's dominance!

The person beneath him had honey-colored skin, a tall and muscular build, and fine scars on his body!

Weak top, strong bottom!

Unfortunately, the most crucial part was completely covered by brocade, and Zi Jin felt a little disappointed.

Emperor Xuanlong had seen this many times before.

Zi Jin scrutinized the man beneath her. He had a high, straight nose, thin, sensual lips tinged with a faint red, and eyes that, though usually bright, shimmered with a captivating light under the influence of lust. This man possessed a refined elegance amidst his handsome features.

The more Zi Jin looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. Suddenly, a point of light flashed by, and she fell into the doorway in shock.

"Who! How dare you!" Emperor Xuanlong hurriedly pulled up the bedding to protect himself and the person.

Zi Jin stared blankly at the two people on the bed, countless words flashing through her mind.

Jin'er:

The borderlands are incredibly beautiful. When I return in triumph, I will definitely show you the scenery there. All is well, so don't worry.

Jin'er:

I've heard you're very interested in pharmacology and medicine. On the day we meet again, I'll definitely take Jin'er to Rouge Valley to find that reclusive divine physician, so that Jin'er's skills can become even more exquisite.

Jin'er:

I heard you acquired a five-colored glass thumb ring, and I like it very much. After your triumphant return, I will definitely take Zi Jin to Suiling Town, where the people are truly masters of glass craftsmanship.

Jin'er:

The scenery in Jiangnan is beautiful everywhere. I heard that you love the snacks from the Imperial Kitchen. All the snacks in the world originated in Jiangnan. When I return in triumph, I will definitely take Jin'er to eat all the snacks in Jiangnan.

Zi Jin stared blankly at the person on the bed, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts, her eyes stinging and her heart aching as if worms were gnawing at her.

For the past four years, regardless of wind, rain or snow, Yu Luo has always delivered Zi Yin Feng's short raft to her on time.

No matter what injustices or setbacks I suffer, whenever I think of those short rafts, I am filled with confidence and hope.

The raft became his only hope in life, a hope that on the day of his triumphant return, he would fulfill all his promises.

How could she face this scene before her? Why was she so sad? Why was she so heartbroken? Why was even breathing so difficult? Why did the humiliation of betrayal still linger in her heart? She wasn't his daughter, just a wandering spirit from another world. Why did she have so many feelings for this man? What had she taken him for these past four years? What had she taken him for?

Emperor Xuanlong glared at the figure in the darkness, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes, and shouted sternly, "Get out of here!"

In a corner unnoticed by the crowd, west Le's lips curled into a slight sneer.

Zi Jin was pulled from her thoughts by Emperor Xuanlong's roar. She moved her feet with difficulty, step by step, toward the bedside. As she slowly approached, the face she had been longing for became clearer and clearer.

"Zi Jin?!" Emperor Xuanlong asked, feigning surprise.

Upon hearing this, the person beneath Emperor Xuanlong stiffened abruptly, his eyes widening in trembling as he stared at the person opposite him.

Four years of separation had turned a child into a teenager. She was still as short, dark, and thin as she had been back then, but her once calm eyes were now filled with pain.

"Insolence! Get out of here!" Emperor Xuanlong's shout pulled the two from their thoughts.

Zi Yingfeng struggled to push Emperor Xuanlong away, panting heavily as he tugged at his clothes, but couldn't pull them together no matter what he did; his hands were trembling.

"Hahaha..." Zi Jin pointed at the person in front of her and burst into laughter.

"Jin'er...I..." Zi Yinfeng, disheveled and flustered, rushed off the bed, only to fall heavily and helplessly to the ground.

"Hurry! It'll be troublesome if we alert the guards!" west Le darted out from the corner, grabbed Zi Jin, and ran outside.

Zi Jin didn't struggle, and was led away by west Le in a wooden voice. She kept looking back at Zi Yinfeng, who was hurriedly dressing, staring blankly at him.

Now I finally understand why there wasn't a single guard in the emperor's palace. It was too shameful for the emperor and his general to talk about such a shameful thing.

"Trying to leave! What do you think my palace is?!" Emperor Xuanlong chased after him, and Zi Yingfeng stumbled and struggled to follow.

Zi Jin lowered her eyes, took the bundle back from west Le, took out a few items and put them in her bosom, then tied the bundle tightly to her body.

Looking at Zi Jin's blank and resolute face, west Le knew that Zi Jin would definitely go with him. He felt no tension at all. When acting, it's best to go all the way.

Panting heavily, Zi Yinfeng chased after her, looking at Zi Jin in alarm and asking, "Jin'er, are you... leaving?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Zi Jin's eyes: Leave? Where in this vast world could she go? Should she leave? The only belief she held for four years had betrayed her; how was she supposed to cope? This place was never her home; what else could she do but stay? But if she left, where could she go? Where could she go?

Seeing that Zi Jin's expression had softened, Xi Le hurriedly tugged at Zi Jin: "Little mute, he returned three days ago and hasn't left the old emperor's palace since!"

A large number of imperial guards surrounded them. west Le pulled Zi Jin up and leaped away, but a white figure stopped them midway and snatched Zi Jin away in the blink of an eye.

west Le was anxious to snatch Zi Jin back, but Zi Yin Feng, whose breathing was unsteady and whose body was unstable, flew out of the guards' encirclement without lingering in the fight.

"Jin'er... I miss you so much." Zi Yingfeng said breathlessly, resting his head on Zi Jin's shoulder.

Zi Jin suddenly shoved the person next to her away, and Zi Yinfeng took a step back and fell to the ground.

Zi Jin, unaware of Zi Yingfeng's weakened state, hurriedly stepped forward to check on him. Zi Yingfeng, disheveled and panting heavily, looked at Zi Jin. Zi Jin stood rooted to the spot, a flicker of pain crossing her eyes. An indescribable feeling welled up within her, a sense of being abandoned by the entire world. These were feelings that shouldn't be hers, feelings she shouldn't have for Zi Yingfeng.

Zi Jin dared not look at Zi Yinfeng's disheveled appearance, nor his current expression. It was as if a wild beast was roaring in her heart, wishing it could tear everything in front of it to shreds. Zi Jin was deeply shocked by this thought, and she was so afraid that she wanted to run away, to run as far away as possible.

Zi Yingfeng's eyes were full of expectation as he reached out to Zi Jin, but seeing Zi Jin standing there expressionless, his hand fell limply to his side.

"My dear minister, I have never been able to figure out when you had such a grown son. Would you like to tell me now?" Emperor Xuanlong helped Zi Yingfeng up, held him in his arms, and asked softly.

Seeing the two disheveled people embracing each other, Zi Jin was furious but laughed, her lips curling up in a sarcastic smile.