Zhou Yan Bang and Ji Shuran are selfish, self-serving pricks.
After reading many novels like these, where they dissect the motives of each character, I found that people do normally have hidden motive in their deeds and thoughts, though occasionally they are sincere or oblivious. Itâs just that we never really think much about this, even sometimes unaware that our deeds also have underlying motives.
Knowing that itâs impossible for this marriage to be destroyed, and the wish at the bottom of his heart, no matter what, wouldnât come to realization, Zhou Yan Bang was utterly dejected. He told himself to dispel this thought, yet when he once again saw Jiang Li at the palace feast, his heart immediately became restless.
To him, Jiang Li was like an unreachable flower, blooming high up. He loved the pure and perfect appearance of said flower and was afraid that other people would climb and pluck the flower first. Thus, he wished he could pick the flower for himself at this moment. But he never thought, if this flower was picked, its life would not be for long.
For instance, Zhou Yan Bang obviously knew that making a private appointment in the palace was dangerous for Jiang Li. Also, itâs not conforming to etiquette. Especially when Jiang Li was still Jiang You Yaoâs older sister. If it was discovered, Jiang Li would be pointed at by many people. Even with this danger, Zhou Yan Bang still delivered that slip of paper.
Zhou Yan Bang thought Jiang Li wouldnât come, but he kept a flicker of expectation in his heart. After all, due to his matter and Jiang You Yao, Jiang Li once flung herself into the lake while in Mount Qingcheng. This indicated that Jiang Li was not totally without feelings for him. Perhaps Jiang Li still had a bit of old affection.
Now that Jiang Li had really appeared before his eyes, Zhou Yan Bang felt so happy he was rendered speechless, incapable of expressing his joy. Thereâs also a trace of secretly being proud of himself, for being the first to get the beautiful womanâs heart.
Jiang Yuâeâs hand was suddenly grasped by Zhou Yan Bang and she blanked out. She didnât dare to speak, fearing Zhou Yan Bang would discover her identity. However, as Zhou Yan Bangâs hands held her hands, Jiang Yuâe only felt that her own hands became scalded and burned more and more. A nice fragrant suffused from Zhou Yan Bangâs body, Jiang Yuâe head was dizzy and confused and she couldnât stand properly. Her soft body falling towards Zhou Yan Bang.
Zhou Yan Bang became aware of Jiang Yuâeâs boiling body and spoke in surprise: âWhy is your body burning? Second miss, youâŚâŚ.â
A sigh escaped from Jiang Yuâeâs throat and her feet were wobbling unsteadily.
Zhou Yan Bang subconsciously reached his hands out to support her, both hands was placed right on Jiang Yuâeâs waist. The warm and fragrant nephrite was in his arms, the aroma of the beautiful lady lingered on the tip of his nose, Zhou Yan Bang couldnât stop the rippling of his mind.
He originally had feelings for Jiang Li, in addition, he drank a lot of wine today. In the end, all men were the same, unable to control their own waistband. In Zhou Yan Bangâs mind, were it not for the accident at that time, Jiang Li would have been his person. In this matter where both parties were willing, he naturally didnât have to care so much.
He took the opportunity and held the other person into his embrace as he spoke with deep emotion: âLi-erâŚâŚ.â
Even such an intimate appellation also came out.
But Jiang Yuâe only felt the areas where Zhou Yan Bangâs big hands ran through were itchy. At the beginning, she initially wanted to calculate Zhou Yan Bang; now her mind was not very sober and she only wanted to follow her instinct to stick closer to ease the dry heat in her inner being. Thus Jiang Yuâe fitted herself snugly into Zhou Yan Bangâs body. A comfortable sigh came out of her throat.
Zhou Yan Bang was stunned. When he saw the other partyâs unstable posture, he understood. It seemed that Jiang Li had also drank a lot of wine tonight and should be intoxicated; she simply wasnât aware of what she was doing. Zhou Yan Bang was completely delighted, luckily he was the one who ran into Jiang Li. If Jiang Li fell onto another manâs sight with this appearance, itâs hard to avoid for the other person to give birth to errant thoughts.
Seeing Jiang Li arched indiscriminately in his embrace, Zhou Yan Bangâs evil fire was also raised. He wasnât a young man who didnât know anything. In his home, from early on, there was already a servant girl serving as a bed warmer who taught him the ways of male and female relationship. So, without hesitation, he pushed down the âJiang Liâ in his embrace onto the small bed behind the screen in the pitch-black room.
The sound of creaking from the swaying bed in the room, occasionally mixed together with other sounds, made people blush.
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In the palaceâs water pavilion, Ji Shuran and Jiang You Yao were still appreciating the lotus peacefully.
Madam Liu looked at the four corners and didnât see Jiang Liâs figure. She asked Liu Xu: âWhy donât I see Jiang second miss?â
Liu Xu said: âSaid sheâs dizzy, went to rest at the tea room for a while.â After her speech, she shook her head, in an incomprehensible manner, âI didnât see her drink a lot, how is her alcohol capacity so light?â
Madam Liu frowned. She didnât know why but she felt somewhat uneasy in her heart. But there was nothing happening on her left and right, so she had no other alternative but to continue chatting with others.
Ji Shuran was smiling as she listened to the madams praising Jiang You Yao. Suddenly, Sun momo by her side came forward and bent down to say something in Ji Shuranâs ears. Ji Shuran nodded and joy flashed through her eyes.
Ji Chen-shi also looked over at Ji Shuran. Seeing Ji Shuran smiling contentedly, she also smiled and nodded.
Lu-shi who was at the side observed all these exchanges and glanced at Jiang Liâs empty seat. She somewhat understood and deliberately approached Ji Shuran and said: âEldest sister-in-law, why hasnât Li girl returned?â
âLi-er said that her head was very dizzy,â Ji Shuran smiled as she continued: âI didnât expect her tolerance to alcohol to be this shallow. Thatâs right, she used to stay at Mount Qingcheng for eight years. You must not drink wine in the nunnery. She hasnât drunk many wines, so just a little fruit wine makes her intoxicated.â