Gu Jianli slowly came to understand that Ji Wujing had always done things his own way, paying no mind to others’ opinions or so-called rules. He always did whatever he wanted to do.
However, Gu Jianli had been accustomed to following rules for over ten years. Now, spending every day with Ji Wujing and seeing his unconventional actions often left Gu Jianli stunned. Yet, Gu Jianli never judged others based on their differences. Initially, it was out of respect for different behaviors, but as time passed, that respect subtly evolved into curiosity and interest.
It turned out that life could be lived in a different way, so recklessly and freely.
The novelty and interest in her heart slowly turned into an eagerness to try.
“Where are we going?” Ji Xinglan rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed. She yawned, her small mouth open, as the thin blanket around her slid off.
When they set off, Ji Xinglan and Ji Xinglou were still taking their afternoon nap in bed. Ji Wujing had someone carry them directly onto the carriage, and the bumpy ride made the two children groggy.
Gu Jianli rubbed Ji Xinglan’s flushed little face and said softly with a smile, “We are moving.”
“Moving?” Ji Xinglan blinked her eyes.
Ji Xinglou, who had been drooping his head, suddenly looked up in surprise and asked, “Moving out of the Marquis of Guangping’s residence? To live somewhere else?”
“Yes.” Gu Jianli bent down and reached out to straighten Ji Xinglou’s clothes. He was restless when he slept, wrinkling his clothes and shifting the collar to one side, exposing his small chest.
“Where are we moving to?” Ji Xinglan got up, stood at the window, lifted the curtain with her small hand, and curiously looked at the scenery outside.
Ji Xinglou also asked, “Is it somewhere better than the Marquis of Guangping’s residence?”
Gu Jianli really wanted to say she didn’t know either. She turned her face towards Ji Wujing and saw him leaning lazily against the wall of the carriage, resting with his eyes closed, unsure if he was asleep.
Suppressing her urge to ask Ji Wujing, Gu Jianli gently told the two children, “Yes, it’s bigger, more magnificent, and more beautiful than the Marquis of Guangping’s residence.”
“Wow—” Ji Xinglan turned her head from the window, her face full of joy.
Even Ji Xinglou, who always had a sulky look, seemed happy.
The excitement of moving completely washed away Ji Xinglan and Ji Xinglou’s sleepiness. They stood shoulder to shoulder at the window, looking at the scenery outside, chattering with excitement. Most of the chattering was from Ji Xinglan. As for Ji Xinglou, he occasionally interjected with comments like, “What’s so great about that?” “You don’t even know this? So ignorant,” “It’s just okay,” “Tch”…
Gu Jianli suddenly felt a bit anxious. Could Ji Wujing really pick a good residence? Would the children be disappointed? She regretted telling the children that. Gu Jianli even thought, would Ji Wujing casually settle them in a thatched cottage, a temple, or a Taoist temple?
Then Gu Jianli thought, perhaps Ji Wujing was taking them directly to Xuanjing Sect?
Yes, Ji Wujing had arranged the move so quickly; it could only be to a place where they wouldn’t have to fuss. That could only be Xuanjing Sect, right?
Living with a group of assassins? Gu Jianli nervously looked at Ji Wujing again.
Sensing Gu Jianli’s gaze, Ji Wujing opened his eyes and looked at her, saying, “It’s still a long way to go. If you’re tired, take a nap.”
“Okay!” Ji Xinglan grabbed her brother’s hand and ran back to the bed.
Ji Xinglou mumbled softly, “I’m not sleepy, I don’t want to sleep…”
Ji Xinglan furrowed her little brows and said softly, “Brother, you have to listen to Daddy!”
She extended her small hand and brushed it over Ji Xinglou’s eyes, saying, “Brother, close your eyes!”
Ji Xinglou mumbled something softly again but reluctantly closed his eyes, trying to sleep.
Gu Jianli couldn’t help but chuckle as she bent down to cover them with the blanket.
The two of them were lying on the floor of the carriage, with two thick blankets spread underneath them.
Nanny Lin, Lizi, and Jixia were in the carriage behind them, which also carried some clothing trunks. If the two children were squeezed in there as well, it would be too crowded, so Ji Xinglan and Ji Xinglou were placed in the carriage with Ji Wujing and Gu Jianli.
Gu Jianli lifted the curtain in front of the carriage window, trying to discern the route, but the scenery outside was unfamiliar to her.
However, the cool summer breeze brushed against Gu Jianli’s face, making the veil on her face flutter, and it felt very comfortable.
Since they were traveling, Gu Jianli let down her bangs and purposely let some raven hair hang down on both sides of her temples, and she wore a light red veil. This covered the pox scars on her face. Today, she wore a soft pale apricot dress, with a shawl that matched the light red color of her veil. Those who didn’t know about her face, seeing only her figure and her enchanting eyes, would be mesmerized, captivated by the partially hidden beauty under the veil.
At this moment, the one mesmerized was Ji Wujing.
Ji Wujing slowly licked his lips. For the past month, he had been seeing Gu Jianli’s body covered in pox marks. Although he never found it particularly ugly or unbearable, today he realized that Gu Jianli was indeed very beautiful. Hmm, she looks better this way.
So beautiful, she almost outshone him.
Feeling Ji Wujing’s strange gaze, Gu Jianli looked at him in confusion. Afraid of waking Ji Xinglou and Ji Xinglan, she moved closer and sat beside Ji Wujing, right next to him. She leaned towards his ear and asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter?”
The soft and fragrant breath brushed against his ear, tickling a bit. Ji Wujing tilted his head, rubbing his ear against his shoulder. He looked at Gu Jianli, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips through the veil.
Gu Jianli’s eyes widened in shock, and she frantically gestured towards Ji Xinglou and Ji Xinglan.
What if the two children suddenly woke up?!
Ji Wujing ignored Gu Jianli’s frantic signals. He lightly nibbled on her soft lips through the veil and then took them into his mouth. The material of her veil was very soft and delicate, but Ji Wujing still found it unbearably rough compared to the softness of her lips.
Dissatisfied, Ji Wujing frowned and tore away the veil from Gu Jianli’s face, finally feeling content as he kissed her lips and tongue freely.
Gu Jianli’s heart suddenly raced, pounding loudly. She panicked and tried to push Ji Wujing away, but her wrist was easily caught by him. Gu Jianli was afraid that her struggle would make too much noise and wake the children, so she could only silently protest, glaring at Ji Wujing with a fierce look.
Ji Xinglou had been lying down with Ji Xinglan, who quickly fell asleep, but Ji Xinglou couldn’t fall asleep. Hearing some strange sounds, he secretly opened his eyes and was surprised to see Daddy and Gu Jianli’s lips pressed together.
Hmm, what are the two of them doing?
Huh? Is Father urging them to sleep because he doesn’t want to be seen by him and his sister? Ji Xinglou’s pitch-black eyes darted around quickly before he lowered his head. He blinked, looked at his sister’s slightly open mouth, thought for a moment, and then leaned in to give her a peck.
He ended up with a bit of wet saliva on him, and wrinkled his little eyebrows in disgust. Not fun! Not fun at all! It was kind of gross! Father’s and Gu Jianli’s hobbies are really dirty! He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Gu Jianli quickly realized that her fierce glare couldn’t threaten Ji Wujing into stopping, or rather, into stopping talking. So, she softened her body, switched to a pleading, pitiful look, and gazed at Ji Wujing.
Ji Wujing’s actions slowed down. Just when Gu Jianli thought Ji Wujing was about to let her go, she suddenly saw a sly smile flash in Ji Wujing’s eyes.
Gu Jianli had a vague feeling that Ji Wujing was about to do something again.
Ji Wujing moved away from Gu Jianli’s lips and wiped his slightly damp lips across her earlobe. Lowering his voice, he said in her ear, “Have you learned it? Come on, let Uncle check your homework. If you haven’t learned it yet, I’ll have to keep teaching you. Not just teaching you to kiss, but other things too.”
His hand, resting on Gu Jianli’s waist, slightly bent his long fingers and pinched the soft flesh at her side. The pressure was neither too light nor too heavy, merging a slight pain with a slight tickle and an odd tingling sensation.
Ji Wujing’s gaze swept over the two sleeping children.
Gu Jianli was stunned and cursed silently in her heart, mouthing the words, “They are your children, not mine!”
Ji Wujing just smiled, a smile that looked like a rogue.
Not satisfied with just giving him a fierce glare, Gu Jianli stomped on his foot hard. She looked at Ji Xinglou and Ji Xinglan lying next to each other, then…
Then she hooked Ji Wujing’s neck, mimicking his actions, and pressed her lips to his in a lingering kiss.
Ji Wujing’s eyes gradually darkened.
Although the two children were asleep, they were still right there. Gu Jianli’s face was already flushed from Ji Wujing’s kiss, and now, taking the initiative, she felt even more embarrassed. Her heart pounded frantically in her chest.
Her cherry lips parted slightly, hesitantly, fearfully, shyly, and cautiously, she slowly extended her pink tongue, slipping it into Ji Wujing’s lips, gently licking along the seam of his upper and lower lips. As their tongues touched, Gu Jianli withdrew in a panic. At some point, Ji Wujing had let go of her hand, and she crossed her hands over her chest, pressing hard to calm her heartbeat.
Ji Wujing looked down at her, placing his palm on the back of her hand, feeling her gentle heartbeat through her clasped hands.
“Continue,” Ji Wujing leaned closer, his voice husky, “Continue for Uncle.”
Gu Jianli glanced at the sleeping children, then, on an impulse, picked up the veil that Ji Wujing had thrown aside, held it up to cover her face, and took the initiative to kiss Ji Wujing again, repeating her previous actions. Gathering her courage, she slipped into his mouth, tentatively touching his tongue.
Her mind was in chaos, but images of Ji Wujing kissing her kept flashing in her blank brain. Imitating his past actions, she clumsily hooked his tongue and sucked it into her mouth, gently biting and licking.
Her slightly curved eyelashes trembled lightly and slowly closed.
The panic remained, but the clumsiness gradually faded.
Gu Jianli’s chest grew increasingly tight, as if she couldn’t breathe, and she hurriedly pulled back, her lips wet with saliva. It was then that she realized Ji Wujing had long since let her go; she could have pulled away at any time.
Gu Jianli didn’t dare look at Ji Wujing. She wiped her slightly sore lips with trembling fingertips and, staring at the wetness on her fingers, awkwardly clenched her fist, hiding the damp fingertips in her palm.
Ji Wujing’s gaze was deep as he scrutinized Gu Jianli, thinking—She probably doesn’t find it disgusting anymore, does she?
