Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"new king gathered the old ministers, and I followed my father into the palace for a banquet."
"I mean, how did you enter Qishan Hall?"
Since the last failed escape, Jang Shin has tightened the security of Qishan Hall like a fortress. Now, I'm not even allowed to see Lady Yun. Gongsun smirked and said, "What's this, Qishan Hall? Are you so precious now that no one is allowed to enter?"
"My father commands the army of the dynasty and is a key figure in new king's court. He said that in such a vast palace, I can go wherever I want."
I just smiled slightly: "[So, it means uncle, I understand now. You can go back.]"
Unfortunately, Gongsun came here to show off, having been overshadowed by me in every aspect since childhood. Finally, the tables have turned. My indifferent attitude towards her made her angry for a moment. She stepped forward and grabbed my collar from the soft couch.
"Ji Shi! What... what's wrong with you?
I am currently locked in the bedroom, and no one can see me except for Jang Shin, so I dress quite casually - after all, no matter how much I wear, it will be taken off. I simply wear an inner garment and loosely drape a gauze robe over it."
Gongsun looked down and saw the blue and red kiss marks that extended from his neck to his collar, clearly visible. Gongsun was puzzled by the meaning behind these marks.
Suddenly, the palace door was pushed open, and the new king who had been coercing and tempting the courtiers at the banquet rushed in, looking flustered.
His gaze pierced through the hall and settled on me. Seeing that I was still there, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. But when his gaze fell on Gongsun holding my hand, a chill ran down my spine: "Let go."
Gongsun subconsciously tried to release my hand, but was frozen in place by that gaze, unable to move. Jang Shin took a few steps forward, pulled me up, and tightly held me in his arms, as if I could disappear into thin air with just one glance: "Get out."
Gongsun slowly regained his composure. Although he still felt lingering fear from the look he had just received, he forced himself to speak up: "Your Majesty, punishing a noble lady like Princess Wang may not be appropriate, even if she is imprisoned."
Jang Shin's anger subsided a bit at this question, and he asked in confusion, "What do you mean by punishment?"
"Seeing Jang Shin looking reluctant to admit, she indignantly spoke up for me: 'Those bruises on her, weren't they caused by you?'
Jang Shin was momentarily stunned, then looked down at the person in her arms. The flawless skin was covered in marks, a mix of old and new, possessing a kind of tortured beauty."
He realized and smiled with pleasure, saying, "Oh, this, it's me...hiss..."
Mid-sentence, he was shocked and lowered his head - I, who was nestled in his arms, had just given his arm a hard twist. He lowered his eyes to meet mine, a pair of bright eyes that were charming even when angry, but at this moment, they clearly spelled out two words: shut up.
He is shameless, dares to say anything, but I still want some face: "No."
Unfortunately, the little girl is very persistent: "Not beaten? What's going on?"
Jang Shin gave a light cough and said with the air of an experienced person: "Cough, you... will understand when you're older."
"I'm only three years younger than her!"
"This is not just a matter of age..."
Seeing that they were still showing signs of continuing the discussion, I finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted without restraint, "Shut up, both of you get out of here!"
I would like to ask, how did things end up in such a mess?!
Comment 0 Comment Count