CHAPTER 591: CHAPTER 570 SECOND UPDATE

Nanny Yun gasped, and Fu Dong, who hurried to light the lantern, dropped the fire starter in fright. The more she panicked, the more chaotic it became, and still, darkness prevailed.

In the pitch-black darkness, Zheng Nianru felt the warmth of breath rushing toward her. The man’s alcohol breath made Zheng Nianru frown; in the next moment, that hand brushed her shoulder.

"I am unwilling—" The man’s voice, devoid of the calm of the previous moment, sounded like a child who felt wronged and was eager for affirmation. The hand on Zheng Nianru’s shoulder gradually increased its pressure, holding on to that tangible touch, until the warmth spread from his fingertips, reaching his heart which was already cold.

Zheng Nianru paused slightly, unable to comprehend the man’s meaning, but she recognized the voice—Ju Nanyi. He was unwilling, but unwilling to do what?

Just as Zheng Nianru was about to speak,

the man murmured the same line again.

"I am unwilling, don’t go—" Ju Nanyi’s voice rose a notch, also becoming much clearer.

Nanny Yun’s hands, which were busy dressing, trembled. She could no longer care about her own clothing as she felt a strange atmosphere, and without hesitation, she tried to squeeze in.

But just as she approached Ju Nanyi, Ju Nanyi raised his hand, and with the help of alcohol, pushed Nanny Yun away without any hesitation. He lowered his head and went straight in for a kiss, capturing those soft lips with unerring accuracy in the darkness.

Nanny Yun fell onto the spread-out bedding, scrambling up just as the light in Fu Dong’s hand tore through the darkness. Xing Yu was barging in through the door, followed by Nian Xia, and suddenly everyone froze in their tracks.

The drapes hung halfway over Ju Nanyi’s shoulder, revealing only the faint outlines of... unseen by the eyes of those present.

"Clang—" The lantern in Fu Dong’s hand rolled back onto the ground, and the darkness enveloped the area once more. No one even dared to breathe, but in that darkness, someone forgot everything. The long-dormant memories ignited like wildfire spurred on by alcohol, the best kindling; Ju Nanyi felt every bit of his skin singing in celebration.

Zheng Nianru went from hazy to clear-headed, then back to confusion again, Nanyi...

In the darkness, Nanny Yun, Fu Dong, and the others looked at each other in confusion, unsure of what to do next, because, because of their lady.

Fu Dong grabbed Nanny Yun’s sleeve in desperation. What should they do? How could Lord Ju dare?!

Nanny Yun sighed inwardly; she saw some things more clearly than the young ones. She had sensed Lord Ju’s feelings toward their lady to some extent and hadn’t ruled out this possibility. It wasn’t impossible for their lady either...

But later, things got out of their control, with the Princely Heir of the Zong Yun Aristocratic Family and the hostage from Nanmen State coming into play. And now, they had come to this situation; Nanny Yun had thought Lord Ju would be clear-headed and recognize reality.

But it seemed now that she had overestimated Lord Ju.

Their lady, after all, was a pitiable person. Now entangled with Lord Ju, what would the future hold?

"Lord Ju..." Fu Dong started to speak when Nanny Yun didn’t reply, emboldened, but after uttering just one word, Nanny Yun immediately pulled her back. One couldn’t see Nanny Yun’s face in the dark, but thanks to years of unspoken understanding, Fu Dong knew she was being told to stay quiet. But now...

Fu Dong disagreed, as did Nian Xia, and the last to react, Xue Liu, who was following behind Nian Xia—all their hearts pounded loudly, as if their heartbeats were about to burst forth from their bodies.

"Wuu—" Zheng Nianru couldn’t catch her breath and, without politeness, reached out to pinch the man in the dark. The dark, oppressive mood hanging over her like dark clouds strangely dissipated, and even Zheng Nianru herself felt amazed.

That feeling...

That feeling...

It was like those moments of extreme anguish when she encountered the delightful sights and the utmost joviality, even some that had received special training, always able to make one forget their grievances and immerse themselves in the brief thrills.

Zheng Nianru had even forgotten that Ju Nanyi had once brought her such joy.

Especially this proactive Ju Nanyi, actively taking the lead in this aspect, was quite rare to see.

The memories in Zheng Nianru’s mind were suddenly stirred, Ju Nanyi’s enchanting charm she had tasted, and now tasting it again was like a rich wine.

Zheng Nianru reached out, proactively embracing the man.

Ju Nanyi, feeling the response from the person in front of him, was as if inspired, that joyful gene bouncing and spurring him on.

Ju Nanyi immediately fell with the force of Zheng Nianru’s embrace.

Fu Dong was instantly frightened, instinctively wanting to step forward, but Nanny Yun firmly held her back.

Fu Dong struggled, how could this be, how could Her Highness...

Nanny Yun pulled firmly, why not, Lord Ju and that lad Yin He, which one was more of a man? Who was not a man? At least, was there any difference now between Her Highness and him?

Fu Dong wanted to say more, but Nanny Yun was already dragging her towards the door. Nian Xia and Xing Yu didn’t want to leave either, but the next moment Nanny Yun pushed them out and quietly closed the door.

Outside, there was deadly silence. Fu Dong, Nian Xia, and the other four stood still, not daring to speak or leave, not even feeling the cold, nor knowing what would meet them tomorrow.

The cold moon hid behind pale clouds, the chilly wind scattering the clouds, and the moonlight broke free, wildly illuminating for a moment as tree branches crazily swayed against the window lattice and walls.

As time trickled by, the moonlight sank along with the hearts of everyone outside the door, but inside the room, there was no longer any sound.

Nanny Yun glanced upwards, though it was dim, the Shichen was almost up, dawn was approaching.

"Stop standing guard, go heat up some water, go add some coal to the fire," Nanny Yun said with a sense of settled dust, the fate of a woman, after all, just a piece of driftwood going with the flow, settling with circumstances.

Perhaps it was Her Highness’s little act of rebellion against destiny.

Nian Xia pulled Xue Liu and Xing Yu, and the three of them went to the small kitchen next door. There was a stove there, and they weren’t so pampered from childhood that they couldn’t manage such things. Soon enough, smoke began to rise from the chimney.

Indeed, the light gradually brightened, but there was still no sign of life inside the room. Nanny Yun grew anxious, if they didn’t wake soon, it would be too late, with so many guards around, who knew who had eyes, who had hands.

Nanny Yun was about to knock when suddenly a sound came from inside the room.

Ju Nanyi abruptly sat up in bed, dazed for a moment as if he was suddenly thrust into an icehouse, unable to breathe, unable to think.

The next moment, he unbelievably turned around, and what his gaze fell upon was not a dream. The sweet warm breath enveloped him in an instant, Ju Nanyi thought...

He didn’t know what to do? But the experience of two lifetimes soon calmed him down, he couldn’t panic, just like the first time he killed, the first time he went into battle, he wasn’t allowed to panic. If he panicked, what would Zheng Nianru do?

At this moment, Ju Nanyi couldn’t think about what Zheng Nianru’s feelings were, what her emotional journey was; she was asleep and hadn’t woken up, which gave him a lifeline.