Chapter 28.5 - After the Sickly Beauty Transmigrated Into a Book, He Married the Arrogant Crown Prince
Chapter 28.5
Pei Ji was slightly stunned.
The kiss that night when he lost control, the boiling desire, his burning body; He remembered it all.
However, that was just the product of powerful aphrodisiacs, not from any desire of his own. Pei Ji didn’t think much about what transpired; It happened, that's all.
Now that Song Beiyao mentioned it, it made him think about that night again, and his throat felt tight.
“This one remembers.”
“So you remember.”
“A few days ago when I was bedridden, why didn't my husband come to visit me?”
Song Beiyao appeared to be complaining, but his tone of voice was very soft and gentle, allowing Pei Ji to feel no trace of negative emotions; as if he was using another way to tell how much he cared about the other party.
“The imperial government has been busy recently, so this one can't take care of you.” Pei Ji gently patted the younger man's back twice, attempting to soothe him.
His timbre was already low, and now Song Beiyao was lying on his chest. He felt the low vibration of Pei Ji’s voice, calm and collected. Pei Ji was taught to not let the slightest hint of emotion show in his voice.
“I thought that my husband was being so cold to me because I rejected you that night.” Song Beiyao softly said, “I went to the appointment because I also wanted my husband to worry about me, so that my husband might come to see me.”
Pei Ji heard this and a complex look flashed in his eyes. If Song Beiyao were to hide these small thoughts, he would not find out nor think much of it. The fact that the younger man had said it outright, caused his heart to feel slightly confused.
He didn't like feeling emotions that were out of his control.
Seeing his silence, Song Beiyao buried his head deeply into the front of his lapel, “Does husband think I'm stupid like this?”
Pei Ji's tone was rare and helpless, “You don't have to go through this because of this king.”
“Then can my husband promise to treat me better and care more about me?” Song Beiyao tilted his neck, and from his angle, he could just see Pei Ji's cold, hard, sharp jawline.
Pei Ji felt that gaze, and his adams apple bobbed up and down without opening his mouth.
Song Beiyao asked again, “Husband came to see me tonight but because he was worried about me?”
Pei Ji remained silent with his brows narrowed.
Song Beiyao then asked, “If I died that day, would my husband be sad for me?”
“Song Beiyao.” Pei Ji frowned slightly, “What do you want this one to do?”
The younger man licked his lips, “It's enough for me to be able to see my husband in the Yan Nuan Pavilion every day.”
“This king promises you. What else do you want…?”
Pei Ji's words came to an abrupt end.
He felt something gently touch his throat, cold, moist, and soft. The younger man then collapsed onto the bed as if he had exhausted all of his strength, saying weakly, “I'm so sleepy, husband, please go back.”
It wasn't until he walked out of the Yan Nuan Pavilion that Pei Ji reacted to the fact that what had just landed on his throat was Song Beiyao's lips.
The night was dark and the air was heavy. It was midnight, and apart from the guards patrolling the mansion, it was silent.
Qu Lan followed behind Pei Ji, and when he walked around the mansion for the second time, he couldn't help but inquire, “Your Highness, did you discuss something at the Yan Nuan Pavilion just now?”
…
They returned to the mansion late the next day, and his highness went to the Yan Nuan Pavilion, saying that he wanted to talk about the assassin that hurt Song Beiyao that night.
Walking out of the pavilion, Qu Lan heard his highness absentmindedly say, “What if he’s not in good condition today… This one should just ask again tomorrow.”
His highness said he would ask, but then he didn't. Qu Lan thought that this was not quite like His Highness's usual self. After thinking about it, he could not help but wonder.
This couldn't be His Highness wanting to go to the Yan Nuan Pavilion to see the side lord, looking for any excuse, right?
…
Song Beiyao spent almost all of the second day in a drowsy sleep.
There was the time when he practiced dancing all night long when he was young, the time when he was scolded by the director during filming, and the time when he went home and cried while hugging his cat after winning the award for the first time...
He seemed to be climbing one mountain after another, without end.
And that person, Qin Zhen, has been silently by his side, watching him fall, watching him rise, protecting him, and congratulating him when he reached the top.
…
Qin Zhen was ten years older than him. There was one time when Qin Zhen drank too much in the middle of the night, and when he saw Song Beiyao, he hugged him with trembling hands.
He asked, “Yao Yao, are you willing to try being with me?”
Song Beiyao only hesitated for a moment, and the other party withdrew his heart that tried to cross the line, and returned to his previous self-possession and steadiness, as if everything he said and did was an effect of alcohol.
…
At the end of the dream, the man with the exact same face as Qin Zhen stabbed the knife into his heart.
Smiling, he asked him, “Yao Yao, why won't you love me?”
The moment he fell to the ground, Song Beiyao saw someone dashing towards him.
Who was it?
(t/n: Hi everyone! Sorry if I haven't been updating T^T, I've been very busy at school and my laptop have been freezing a lot so I haven't been able to translate comfortably</3)
(Translated by: Hotpot Scans)
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