nucmednet Chapter 139 The bed is too small
Chapter 139 The bed is too small
Just as Jiang Mian was about to respond, Xiao Hengzhi covered her mouth.
"Do not talk."
A voice came through the crack in the door: "Sister Wan, are you asleep?"
It was Wen Qian's voice, mixed with low sobs.
Jiang Mian frowned, and hummed softly in his palm, making a muffled sound: "Your Highness... let me go..."
As she spoke, she reached her hand out from under the covers, and before she could struggle, he pulled her completely into his arms.
"You wrapped yourself up yourself, so don't blame me."
She was both ashamed and angry, glaring at him with a hint of gritted teeth in her eyes, but he saw it as if she were being coquettish.
There was a rustling sound coming from inside the room. Wen Qian asked again, "Sister Wan, are you really asleep? I... I have something I want to tell you."
Xiao Hengzhi clicked his tongue lightly, then leaned down and rubbed his forehead against Jiang Wan's: "With her crying like this, I wonder how long she'll take up your time... I don't want her to come in..."
Jiang Mian's eyes reddened with anger, and she wanted to bite him, but her mouth was tightly covered.
Once there was no more sound outside the door, Xiao Hengzhi gently pecked her forehead before letting go.
Jiang Mian gritted her teeth and glared at him, quickly straightened her clothes, suppressed her embarrassment and anger, walked to the door and opened it.
Fortunately, Wen Qian was still standing outside the door, her eyes swollen like two walnuts.
Upon seeing Jiang Wan, she threw herself into her arms and sobbed, "Sister Wan, I...I don't know what to do..."
"Don't cry yet."
Jiang Mian quickly comforted her, but couldn't help glancing back at the room.
Xiao Hengzhi had already leisurely drawn the curtains and leaned against the couch, looking as if he didn't want to see Wen Qian.
She closed the door, helped Wen Qian into the house and sat her down, and asked softly, "What happened?"
Wen Qian sobbed, "I had a headache today, and the imperial physician came to take my pulse. I asked him to check if it was affecting the baby in my womb, but the physician said..."
"What did you say?"
"They said I wasn't pregnant, and that my previous pregnancy was a false pregnancy..."
Jiang Mian's expression froze slightly, and she choked for a moment with her mouth open.
Even Xiao Hengzhi, who was inside the room, was somewhat surprised to hear this.
Jiang Mian hurriedly asked, "Did the imperial physician make a mistake? Let a few more doctors take a look."
"I was so anxious and didn't know what to do. Just then, my uncle came to find me, and he summoned several imperial physicians, who all said the same thing..."
When Jiang Wan heard her mention Duan Zhi'an, she frowned, feeling that something was amiss.
She then asked, "Have you told any of your elders about this?"
Wen Qian nodded: "My uncle said this matter is very important and we need to tell Mother as soon as possible. But after I told her, Mother..."
"But what then?"
"He told me I must get pregnant within six months, or I would have to leave the Marquis's residence."
She cried so hard her eyes were streaked with tears, it was heartbreaking.
"Sister Wan, what should I do... If my husband finds out, he will be very disappointed in me..."
"Don't blame yourself too much. Even if it was a false pregnancy, it's not your fault. What surprises me more is the attitude of the Marquis of Pingnan's family towards you..."
Jiang Wan wiped away her tears and said gently, "Have you ever thought about leaving the Marquis's mansion on your own initiative?"
Wen Qian's eyes flickered, and after a moment she shook her head: "The Marquis's mansion has never treated me as family, but the young master... he is different from others... I'm crying because if my husband knew that I was not pregnant, he would be disappointed again."
Jiang Wan hadn't expected that her sadness stemmed from her worry about disappointing Li Zhijing.
She always puts Li Zhijing first and takes care of his feelings more than her own.
Jiang Wan sighed helplessly: "When will you ever think about yourself... If Zhi Jing really cares about you, she will never be disappointed in you."
Her words were loaded with meaning, but Wen Qian didn't seem to care to think about them.
She choked back tears as she asked, "Sister Wan, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep alone tonight. Can I sleep with you?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than two soft coughs came from inside the room.
Then Xiao Hengzhi came out from inside, carrying his outer robe in his hand, water still dripping from his chin.
Wen Qian looked astonished: "Your Highness...?"
Jiang Mian explained, "The prince stopped here to rest on his way back from visiting the Empress Dowager."
"I see."
Wen Qian nodded, without any suspicion.
Xiao Hengzhi glanced at her and said without any pity, "It's inconvenient tonight, so Princess Consort, please return as soon as possible."
Wen Qian didn't dare to say much to him, and just lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves.
Jiang Mian said helplessly, "The prince and I still have some things to discuss today. I will come to see you first thing tomorrow morning."
As she spoke, she wiped away Wen Qian's tears and comforted her for a long time before sending her back.
Upon returning, Xiao Hengzhi held her hand, complaining somewhat, "You show such concern when she cries, but if I were to cry for you, would you feel any pity?"
"Alright, then let Your Highness try crying."
"It's a beautiful thought."
"What? Didn't the prince say it himself?"
She had barely finished speaking when she was swept up in a horizontal embrace.
"I may not cry, but I can make you cry."
"Put me down!" Jiang Wan patted his shoulder. "It hurts! It really hurts!"
Xiao Hengzhi put her on the bed: "Where does it hurt?"
He slipped under the covers and pressed his hand against her waist: "Here?"
Jiang Wan saw that he had been laid on the bed without her noticing, and pouted, saying, "Your Highness is indeed a scoundrel, I can't resist."
"Didn't you say that as long as I wash myself clean, I can go to bed with you?"
As he spoke, he deliberately leaned closer, letting her smell the lingering fragrance on his body.
Jiang Wan turned her head away: "Anyway, if Your Highness rolls over and falls to the ground tonight, it's none of my business."
"You were sleeping on the inside, so I would only go towards you. How could I have rolled onto the ground?"
As he spoke, he gently pulled her into his arms.
"Is it cold?"
"not cold."
"Stubborn to say you're not cold even though your hands are freezing."
He took her hand, placed it against his neck, pressed it against the back of her hand, and gently rubbed his thumb against it.
Jiang Mian lay quietly without saying a word.
Soon, all that remained between them was the sound of their breathing.
Xiao Hengzhi said softly, "Tell me, if we had gotten married in our past life, would it have been like this?"
Jiang Mian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
She withdrew her hand and said, "I'm going to sleep now, Your Highness, please don't let your mind wander."
She turned over and faced away from him.
But the bed was too small; no matter how much she leaned in, her back was still pressed tightly against him.
Xiao Hengzhi was lying there quietly, and he could feel her rubbing against him.
Jiang Wan simply stopped moving and fell into a deep sleep.
But it must be said that with Xiao Hengzhi around, it was indeed much warmer than last night.
So much so that when Jiang Wan woke up the second morning, she found herself lying on top of him.
Xiao Hengzhi didn't know how long she had been awake. When she looked up, she saw his smiling eyes.
"Awake?" He rubbed her head.
Jiang Wan moved away from him, slightly embarrassed.
"Your Highness woke up so early, but didn't wake me..."
"I haven't slept all night."
"I knew this bed was too small for Your Highness to sleep in. If I had known, I should have found another place..."
She muttered to herself, unaware that Xiao Hengzhi's gaze towards her was becoming increasingly strange.