Les veuves de la dynastie Song se remariaient facilement

Chapitre 120

Beitang Yujian slowly raised his head, his troubled expression gradually fading, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"After talking to you for so long, you finally gave me a smile," he said. "My skill in keeping you company hasn't diminished."

Tang Leyan stopped laughing upon hearing this, her heart filled with astonishment: "You...you actually..." Looking at him, she felt a slight ripple in his dark eyes, a depth she couldn't fathom.

A gentle breeze blew by, but it only felt refreshing on my face. As if the alcohol was making my face feel hot and a little swollen, I felt a surge of heat.

Tang Leyan reached out and touched her face: "It's so hot, is my face red?"

Beitang Yujian propped his chin up with his hand, tilted his head and looked over: "Hmm, rosy cheeks, hahaha."

"What are you laughing at!" she glared at him.

I've hardly ever gotten drunk in my life, so if I were to fall down at such a small noodle stall this time, my reputation would be ruined in an instant.

He closed his eyes, flipped his palm, and tried to circulate his internal energy.

Unexpectedly, Beitang Yujian reached out and grabbed her hand.

His hands were big and hot.

"What are you doing?" Tang Leyan frowned as she looked at his hand.

"Drink today, for tomorrow we die. If you're drunk, you're drunk. Why not just go with the flow and not try to stay sober?" he said with a smile.

Tang Leyan looked at him and said, "You're talking a lot today, I don't know why."

Beitang Yujian said, "I don't know why, but I can't stop talking when I see you. But I'm telling the truth, there's nothing false about it."

"You're so fickle, one minute you're telling the truth, the next you're lying. Who can tell?" Tang Leyan's hand trembled, knocking his hand away.

"Hey, is it really that good to always be awake?" Beitang Yujian frowned, looking at her with a probing expression.

Tang Leyan laughed and said, "At least I've never been drunk before, and... I don't want to try, at least not tonight."

"Forget it, forget it, you..." He waved his hand haphazardly.

She flipped her palm over and closed her eyes to circulate her internal energy.

But then I heard soft footsteps not far behind me.

My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Beitang Yujian looked up from across the room, opened his eyes, and looked over her shoulder.

Tang Leyan stared at him, trying to discern any clue on his face.

Beitang Yujian seemed to know what was on her mind. He just smiled and didn't say anything, but reached out, picked up the wine pot again, poured himself a cup of wine, and said, "I don't care about you anymore. Do as you please. I'll continue..."

Just as he was about to pick up his glass, Tang Leyan swiftly snatched it from his hand, brought it to her lips, and downed it in one gulp.

Beitang Yujian stared at her, his smile gradually turning into a bitter one.

"Looks like I'm definitely going to lose money today." He looked at her. "Please don't break this cup. Give it back to me. I still need it and don't want to lose any more money."

Tang Leyan threw the empty cup back at him, and Beitang Yujian reached out and grabbed it.

Tang Leyan swayed slightly and reached out to support herself on the table.

She had been able to suppress the effects of the alcohol just now. However, upon hearing footsteps behind her, her mind raced, and she surprisingly abandoned the idea of using her internal energy to dispel it.

In an instant, the effects of the alcohol surged up, and I immediately felt soreness and numbness all over my body.

At the same time, footsteps approached from behind.

Gradually, people stopped, but one of them took two steps forward and called out urgently, "Leyan."

Beitang Yujian smiled faintly, but looked at the person opposite him whose face was flushed. She was slightly drunk, her eyes glazed over. He suddenly smiled softly.

"It seems you've changed your mind?" Beitang Yujian leaned forward and whispered.

Tang Leyan bowed her head slightly and said in a deep voice, "It's none of your business." Her voice carried a hint of threat.

"Ha...haha. Of course." Beitang Yujian stepped back. He let out a long sigh. "Of course it's none of my business. Because those who could have interfered have already arrived, haven't they?"

"Good to know." Tang Leyan looked at him and blinked slightly.

Just then, someone walked to the table and called out in a low voice, "Le Yan..."

Tang Leyan turned her head and met Chu Zhen's gaze.

"Young Master Beitang is here too," he greeted casually.

Beitang Yujian nodded: "My lord, would you mind sitting with me for a while?"

"Hmm." The man then sat down next to Leyan.

She was enjoying the warm, cozy atmosphere of the floor, but just as he approached, a chill swept past her.

Tang Leyan's heart tightened. She had originally decided not to speak to him, but then she felt a chill around her. She glanced at him and blurted out, "Why didn't you wear more clothes when you came out?"

Chu Zhen was taken aback.

Across from him, Beitang Yujian rested his chin on his hands, gazing at the two.

Tang Leyan looked back and saw only two servants behind him, carrying lanterns and waiting quietly, but there was no sedan chair as he usually rode.

A pang of pain shot through her heart, and she couldn't help but ask, her voice choked with anger, "You... just walked out like that?"

Seeing her slightly anxious expression, Chu Zhen composed herself and said, "I...I'm fine, Le Yan, are you drunk?"

He smelled the alcohol on her and called out "drunk," which finally woke her up.

"I... I didn't," he said, bowing his head dejectedly.

Yes, she wasn't drunk enough. This little bit of alcohol wasn't enough for her to feign drunkenness and act crazy, so she gave herself away first. "Don't drink anymore, I'll take you home," he said gently.

"I don't want to." She turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

"But it's late at night." He reached out his hand.

She pulled her hands back into her sleeves: "So what?"

“Leyan…”

"I said no, Your Excellency, you should go back. It's cold and the dew is heavy at night, don't catch a cold. I'm fine, anyway, I've already..." She suddenly stopped and said, "...alone, drinking here for half a day, and it's late at night. Hmph, I don't care about this or that, and no one needs to worry about me for nothing." She puffed out her cheeks and said incoherently.

Beitang Yujian paused in the middle of her conversation, feeling a bit strange. What did she mean by "with one person"?

At this point, he should have retreated far away, but for some reason, he really wanted to stay and watch the excitement.

Chu Zhen gave him an apologetic look.

Tang Leyan simply slumped onto the table. Although the alcohol hadn't made her lose control, she felt weak all over and her head was starting to spin.

"I was wrong just now," Chu Zhen suddenly said.

Tang Leyan turned her head, rested her face on her arm, and glanced at him slightly.

Her face was flushed, her long eyelashes fluttered, and from the side, her pointed chin made her look incredibly endearing.

Chu Zhen felt sorry for her face, wondering if it was from the effects of the alcohol or the cold. He wanted to touch it; if it was cold, he would warm it up for her, and if it was hot, he would help her cool down.

Thinking this to himself, he felt even more uneasy about his previous overthinking. Ignoring the fact that Beitang Yujian was listening intently, he sighed and said:

"Leyan, I was just... confused about some things before, so I... But Leyan, you have to believe me, I absolutely did not mean to hate you."

Chu Zhen spoke slowly, and when she saw that Chu Zhen still did not react, she said again, "I care about you very much, that's why I did that. I just wanted to think about you, but I didn't expect... You... don't misunderstand me."

After struggling to finish explaining, he noticed that her face turned even redder.

"Leyan, come back with me." He sighed in the end, feeling helpless and filled with frustration.

Le Yan turned her head away, seemingly ignoring him even more.

Chu Zhen was heartbroken.

He had been the most powerful minister under Emperor Shun for over a decade, wielding absolute power in the capital. He had witnessed all sorts of major events, yet he simply couldn't understand the thoughts of this boy before him.

She seems so carefree and doesn't care about anything, yet she gets furious over the smallest things. She just runs out at night like this, and she's the type to fall into a deep sleep late at night. How can he feel at ease and let her live in peace?

Yes, I just want what's best for her, so why am I so worried about so many things, which only makes her angry and upset.

He should have treated her kindly, making her feel free, at ease, and happy, instead of adding unnecessary burdens to her innocent heart. Leaving aside Chu Zhen's self-reflection, Tang Leyan's ears twitched, perking up like Beitang Yujian's: "Come back with me" and "I'll take you back" are quite different, aren't they?

You should have said "Come back with me" earlier, humph.

With her back to Chu Zhen, she secretly grinned, and her mood inexplicably improved a lot.

He suppressed his laughter and slowly turned his head away.

Chapter 146 of "The Road to Jiangnan: Falling Snow"

The night was quiet, and the wind seemed to have weakened considerably. The two servants that Chu Zhen had brought walked slowly a dozen steps ahead, not daring to leave first, nor daring to get too close to the person behind them.

Behind them, Chu Zhen carried a lantern in one hand and put the other behind his back. Beside him was Tang Leyan, who would occasionally turn her head to glance at him, her gaze full of affection. After leaving, she would smile sweetly when he couldn't see her. Clearly, she was extremely happy.

Chu Zhen was unaware that the two walked silently for a while. Tang Leyan felt that it would be better if this road never ended. Chu Zhen, however, was preoccupied with his own thoughts. After hesitating several times, he finally said, "Leyan, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Seeing his solemn yet hesitant expression, Tang Leyan smiled and said, "Just say whatever it is, no matter how important it is. Is there anything you can't say?" She then turned to examine his expression.

Chu Zhen smiled faintly, his smile carrying a slightly ethereal quality in the deep night. He said, "I discussed it with the Emperor today, and he has agreed to let you... serve as the marriage envoy."

Tang Leyan was startled and immediately asked, "Are you coming too?"

Chu Zhen gently shook her head: "I can't get away... Le Yan..."

Tang Leyan felt a pang of sadness. Since he had spoken to the emperor, he must not have been able to think of a better way. It wasn't that she was afraid that things were already set in stone, but she was just annoyed by having to leave for so many days.

However, seeing the slight distress on Chu Zhen's face, I thought to myself: If I go there, I will relieve his troubles, which can be considered as doing something for him. Since that's the case, I might as well go. Anyway, it's not like I'm never coming back.

Thinking of this, she smiled and comforted Chu Zhen: "Uncle Zhen, don't worry, since you want me to go, then I will go." She paused and added, "I... I'll listen to whatever you say."

As she finished speaking, her face flushed crimson, but thankfully her red dress made it easier to conceal her blush. She also frequently turned her face into the shadows, so Chu Zhen didn't notice for a moment.

Chu Zhen wasn't stupid. Hearing the deep dependence she felt in Chu Zhen's words, a warm feeling welled up in her heart, and she knew that Chu Zhen truly loved her.

After Tang Leyan agreed, Chu Zhen felt a weight lifted from her shoulders. She had originally intended to tell her about Chu Gexing to make her happy, but in the blink of an eye, she noticed that Chu Gexing's expression was slightly dazed, as if she were absent-minded, and her cheeks were flushed red, as if she had applied rouge. Her steps were also extremely slow.

Chu Zhen stopped and reached out to support her shoulder, asking, "Le Yan, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm just a little dizzy." Tang Leyan lowered her head and touched her forehead.

"I must have drunk too much just now." He reached out and touched his forehead, which was burning hot, and he was startled. "Why is it so hot? Did you catch a cold?"

Tang Leyan felt his hand was a little cool. It felt comfortable against her forehead, and she unconsciously shook her head slightly, her forehead gently rubbing against his palm before reaching out to take his hand in hers. She said softly, "Uncle Zhen, I..."

Chu Zhen noticed that her expression was off. She seemed to be getting sleepy again, and Chu Zhen was startled, thinking that it was time for the child to go to sleep again. Moreover, she had drunk so much wine, and if she caught a cold, it would be very bad.