He was tall and large, and even though this carriage was not narrow, once he sat down, the space seed to beco cramped.
Feng Yun shifted to the side, trying to make room for him to sit more comfortably.
Unexpectedly, a long arm reached over, encircling her waist.
Pei Jue’s gaze was piercing, deep as an abyss.
"I won’t eat you."
Feng Yun was slightly stunned, then let out a soft laugh.
"I might eat people."
Pei Jue pulled her over by the waist, hugging her close to him, and then said, "Missed the wedding night, does Lady Yun bla ?"
Feng Yun didn’t speak, just looked at him with a smile.
That wasn’t a proper wedding, so how could there be a proper wedding night?
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
Feng Yun’s eyes curved, her arms wrapping around the man’s neck. She knew that Pei Jue had just seen her talking to Ao Qi, and he wasn’t feeling too pleased about it.
But she wasn’t sure if it was jealousy that had prompted him to suddenly board the carriage and confront her, or if he simply blad her for being indiscreet and flirting with his nephew; thus, she couldn’t be bothered to care, only using her gleaming, teasing eyes to look at him, with a suggestive smile that seed to hint at sothing.
Pei Jue, not getting an answer, bent down to kiss her.
Feng Yun made a small noise, her eyes wide.
She saw Daman open the curtain.
The overlapping figures were just like that, exposed in the daylight.
Daman, as if scalded, let go of the curtain, her face flushed with embarrassnt.
"The servant didn’t know the General was in the carriage, this servant is at fault."
Feng Yun glanced at Pei Jue, "It’s fine. You and Xiaoman follow the Princess’s carriage."
Just to keep an eye on Xiao Rong for her.
Just now, Xiao Rong had learned that Xiao Cheng was injured in pursuit of the boat and she cried so bitterly, nearly fainting; it took both servants great effort to finally get her onto the carriage.
Xiaoman was also outside, declaring loudly, "This servant obeys."
Daman didn’t speak, still imrsed in the impact of that mont.
She had known they would be intimate before, but it was always behind curtains, behind walls. That glimpse just now, from such a close distance, she could clearly see how Pei Jue circled Feng Yun in his arms, and could even hear his breathing...
That image kept swirling in her mind, causing an aching sourness in her heart. She knew she shouldn’t entertain such fantasies but couldn’t help it. The more she thought, the person sitting on Pei Jue’s lap in her daydreams turned into herself...
The carriage moved along slowly.
The line of carriages stretched out a lengthy queue by Ghost River, winding through the paths of Hongye Valley like an endless serpent, the river’s surface shimring in the sunlight with a golden glow.
Feng Yun was quite tired.
Since yesterday to now, she had experienced too many things; her brain was overwheld, and her body could not take it. She wasn’t as physically strong as a man, nor did she have the martial arts foundation like Daman and Xiaoman. In the jolting carriage, she felt drowsy and almost nauseous.
Pei Jue held her, frowning as he placed his hand on her heart and slowly stroked downwards...
"No need." Feng Yun pressed his hand back.
At this ti, even a god couldn’t help her, it was sothing she had to endure.
Her head listlessly drooped on Pei Jue’s shoulder.
"Just don’t let fall, General."
Pei Jue didn’t say much, moved away the small table, spread a blanket on the carriage floor, and had her lie down completely, then took off his cape and covered her with it.
Feng Yun looked at the carriage now filled by herself and blinked at him.
"Thank you for your understanding, General."
Pei Jue was silent, leaning to the side, resting with his eyes half-closed.
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As the entourage reached the Qijing Slope section of Hongye Valley, with dense forests and hidden sun, the weather turned gloomy as if it had just rained.
The mountainous weather was unpredictable, and the line of people shouted loudly.
"Be careful on the road."
On Feng Yun’s way here, this slope had to be ascended from the bottom to the top and then descended for a good stretch before reaching the ferry crossing.
Now, on the way back, reaching the top ant descending the path.
There was a long steep slope there.
The carriage descended slowly, the coachman being very cautious, slowing the speed, moving very slowly.
Throughout the long procession, bursts of laughter or whispering could be heard from ti to ti...
It was then that a cavalryman from the rear suddenly seed unable to control his horse, and careened towards the carriage. His body was flung heavily onto the horse’s midsection. Unable to regain control, his weapon pierced the horse’s belly.
The horse, in pain and fright, neighed loudly, reared up, and bolted forward...
The sharp descent of the slope, the carriage wheels speeding down, reaching the cliff edge in the blink of an eye. The horse wanted to halt its montum, neighing loudly and rearing up, but the carriage wheels slid forward, and in an instant, the carriage flipped down the cliff, taking both Pei Jue and Feng Yun with it...
"General!"
"Miss!"
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