The Slender Waist-Chapter 99 - 77: Riding the Horse Across Emotions_2

Chapter 99: Chapter 77: Riding the Horse Across Emotions_2

How could Pei Jue say such a shameless thing?

He rudely pulled her close, "One try and you’ll know."

"No. I must examine," Feng Yun said, "If the General has lost his purity, I’ll have nothing but my talents left to offer him..."

Pei Jue looked at her incredulously.

Feng Yun, how could she so brazenly utter such outrageous and unorthodox words?

"The General is unwilling?" Feng Yun kissed him, as if to bite.

Pei Jue’s entire face closed in, pressing on her lips, "How will you examine?"

Feng Yun’s breathing grew hurried, "I have my ways."

For a woman to have such experience was nothing to be pleased about, yet Feng Yun did not shy away from discussing it with him, nor did she realize the impropriety, let alone think that Pei Jue had any reason to be unhappy.

Seeing that he had no objections, her eyes twinkled with laughter.

"Shall we go back immediately?"

"Fine," Pei Jue looked down at Feng Yun, his dark pupils profound.

The horse walked slowly, the two entwined to the point of breathlessness.

Impatient, waiting for a release to dissolve the pent-up flames.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from behind, their clopping forceful in the quiet night.

This small road followed the river upward, originally dark and deserted, with only the shadows of willows under the moon swaying in the wind. Yet as the hoofbeats drew nearer, the light of torches followed.

"Is that the Great General ahead?"

Pei Jue’s gaze met Feng Yun’s, he said gravely, "I am."

"Great General, there is an urgent matter to report—"

A figure leapt down from the horse, rushing up to them almost instantly.

Seeing the two on the horse in such an intimate pose, his pupils dilated; he didn’t turn away, didn’t bow his head, but just stared at them blankly, the innocence in his eyes turning bright red.

There Feng Yun sat astride in Pei Jue’s embrace, face to face with her arms around his neck, a faint smile on her lips, grinding the young man’s defiance and pride to dust.

"Uncle..."

Ao Qi was still very naive about matters between men and women.

He hadn’t even properly held a girl’s hand.

But the two on the horse were like a loving couple, the aura they exuded wrapped in ambiguity, enough to make Ao Qi understand what he had walked in on, what he had interrupted.

Even if it was his intention, if he had purposely interrupted them.

Yet seeing them up close still filled him with an unbearable shame and pain.

"Uncle... you two..."

The youth, splendid in his attire and might, capable of summoning the moon and treading rivers, now clenched his fists tightly, his tiger-like eyes visibly bewildered, as if he were about to cry.

Pei Jue said nothing, just looked into Ao Qi’s eyes.

The temperature around seemed to rise.

Feng Yun also fell silent for a moment.

She had never seen Ao Qi like this, staring blankly at them, with a look that made her feel like she had committed a terrible sin, letting down the whole world.

"General," Feng Yun smiled faintly, gripping Pei Jue’s hand neither too lightly nor too firmly, holding him tight, her smile gentle.

"Military matters are urgent."

"Fine."

Pei Jue was the kind of man who was restrained to the core.

Had it not been for the force he used when he gripped her hand back, squeezing Feng Yun painfully, she might have doubted whether he had any emotions at all.

"Let’s talk when we get back."

-

Pei Jue left.

He didn’t stay to enjoy the moonlight tonight.

Before leaving, he escorted Feng Yun back to the General Residence, told Ao Qi to come over and said a few words. Uncle and nephew both remained silent, and then, in front of everyone, Pei Jue hugged Feng Yun, watched her enter the courtyard, and then rode away.

For so long, the people of the General Residence had seen Pei Jue as a stranger, distant. Seeing the Great General and the young lady so intimate, their faces lit up with joy, and Granny Han even considerately ordered Daman and Xiaoman to prepare water for the lady, acting all knowing.

Feng Yun said nothing.

Tonight was truly inconvenient.

If it weren’t for Ao Qi’s sudden bumbling interference, she couldn’t tell whether her and Pei Jue’s dry tinder of passion might have flared up even more, perhaps leading to something, truly, she couldn’t say.

When he swept her onto the horse, Pei Jue was like a husband reunited after a long absence. Feng Yun could feel his boiling blood and his uncontrollable passion, yet he was also extremely controlled and conflicted. Even at the most intense moment, he never lost focus, always clearly resisting, resisting her allure, and also wrestling with his own instincts.

A Great General, to come to this...

Feng Yun couldn’t understand Pei Jue.

Hurrying back, hurrying away.

Although Pei Jue had grown accustomed to such a life of campaigning, back and forth over a hundred miles was still tough to endure.

But Feng Yun didn’t want to feel sorry for him.

Those who pity men, won’t die a good death.