r18novel Chapter 103 Your Highness, My Greatsword is Very Long!
Chapter 103 Your Highness, My Greatsword is Very Long!
Chapter 103 Your Highness, My Greatsword is Very Long!
An hour later, the official boat docked at the Chaohu Wharf.
It was already past midnight, and the setting sun had painted the sky a golden hue, with the river shimmering with golden light.
The hustle and bustle of the dock gradually subsided, and the laborers, having carried the last batch of goods, squatted in twos and threes on the shore, eating dry rations.
The vendors began packing up, the clanging of wooden barrels mingling with a few crude jokes.
Upon seeing the official boat bearing the flag of the Princess dock, the inspector and postmaster of Chaohu Wharf hurriedly led their men over.
Both men were dressed in their official robes, but sweat was beading on their foreheads. How could Her Highness the Princess have arrived so quickly? They were completely unprepared.
Li Yunrui naturally did not show up.
Chunmei came out of the cabin and stood in front of the gangplank: "Your Highness has had a long journey and needs to rest. Your Highness appreciates everyone's kindness, please go back now."
The inspector and the postmaster exchanged a glance, then bowed and replied, "Yes, yes—this humble official understands."
They wanted to say something more, but Chunmei had already turned and gone back to the cabin.
The gangplank was not lowered, and the official ship remained quietly moored at the dock.
The two men had no choice but to retreat to a distance and wait, not daring to leave or approach.
Mei-gu, along with several maids, was preparing dinner in the kitchen.
When Wu Feng arrived at Li Yunrui's room, he was still holding the Embroidered Spring Knife.
The room was lit, casting a dim, yellowish glow.
Li Yunrui sat on the soft couch by the window, wearing a light purple silk nightgown that clung softly to her increasingly plump body.
Her long hair was not styled into a bun, but casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands falling beside her fair cheeks.
She turned her head to look at the lights of the dock outside the window, her eyes somewhat unfocused, but a faint smile played on her lips.
Her smile was radiant, yet it also revealed a barely suppressed excitement and a sickly intensity.
"Your Highness," Wu Feng said softly, walking to the bedside, "We've arrived at Chaohu now, but those people haven't shown up yet. Don't you feel something's amiss?"
His eyes were filled with deep doubt.
Li Yunrui slowly turned his head.
Her gaze fell on Wu Feng's face, her alluring eyes glistening with tears, reflecting the flickering candlelight.
She looked at him for a few moments, then suddenly chuckled softly, her voice drawn out and as gentle as if it were soaked in water: "Kyoto hasn't made a move yet, so there's only one possibility—"
"They're going to strike where we least expect it. We thought that once we left Yingzhou, we'd be in the territory of the Jiangnan navy, and they wouldn't dare to make a move, but—"
"They probably think that way too."
Wu Feng's heart sank slightly.
He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly: "In other words, the Jiangnan Navy is likely in trouble, and we can no longer count on it."
"That's right." Li Yunrui turned around and faced him directly.
The neckline of her light purple nightgown was slightly open, revealing a section of her delicate collarbone.
She beckoned to Wu Feng, her voice soft and sweet, "Come here~"
Wu Feng put down his embroidered spring knife and walked up to Li Yunrui.
Li Yunrui grabbed his hand.
Her hands were warm and soft. With a gentle pull, she pressed Wu Feng down onto the carpet at her feet.
Wu Feng did not resist.
He knelt directly on the carpet and looked up at her.
Li Yunrui leaned down and cupped his face in her hands. The distance between them was no more than two inches, and her warm breath brushed against his face, carrying that comforting fragrance.
"Little Wuzi," she said in a low voice, her gentle tone tinged with an inexplicable madness, "if anything happens to me, you must run away immediately, understand?"
Wu Feng was stunned.
He looked at her face, which was so close to his.
She was as beautiful as a flower, and the sickly excitement in her eyes had not yet faded, but the words she spoke made his heart tremble.
Li Yunrui actually let him escape?
But he quickly came to his senses.
He grasped her hand that was cupping his cheek, his voice calm and firm: "Your Highness, rest assured, I will not let you get hurt. No matter who it is."
Li Yunrui did not respond immediately.
She gently pulled her hand away from his grasp and instead stroked his head.
She ran her fingers through his hair, gently combing it.
Then she slowly moved down and gently embraced the back of Wu Feng's head.
She pressed Wu Feng's face against her slightly protruding belly with a little force.
Wu Feng's cheek was pressed against her soft nightgown, and he could feel the warmth of her body beneath the fabric, as well as the slightly rounded curve of her breasts.
A little life is growing inside.
He and her child.
Li Yunrui hugged him and closed her eyes.
At that moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of security, as if as long as this person was by her side, no danger was a threat.
"If you don't leave, who will avenge me and my child once I die?"
Her voice was very soft, almost like she was talking to herself, yet it carried a suppressed madness.
That was a logic bordering on obsession.
She can die, but revenge must be taken.
The only person who can avenge her is the one standing before her.
Wu Feng's face was pressed against her lower abdomen, and he could hear her steady pulse.
His muffled voice rang out: "Your Highness, it's not time yet. Actually, my martial arts skills are also quite high."
Li Yunrui looked down at him.
She chuckled softly, a hint of teasing in her voice: "How tall?"
Wu Feng raised his head, his eyes serious: "It's as high as three or four stories."
Li Yunrui was stunned for a moment.
Then she seemed to be amused by these words, and laughed so hard that she was shaking with laughter.
Her light purple nightgown swayed gently with her laughter.
"Your Highness, I mean what I say," Wu Feng said earnestly.
Li Yunrui stopped laughing and reached out to gently pull Wu Feng up.
She still cradled his face, her gaze softening slightly, but a morbid excitement still flickered deep within them: "I know you've reached the seventh rank, but that's not enough. Listen to me, if you can't win, you must run. Only if you live can someone avenge me and our child, understand?"
Looking at Li Yunrui's undisguised sickness and excitement, Wu Feng felt a headache coming on.
He hugged Li Yunrui's ample waist and buried his face in her chest.
The soft fabric of the nightgown clung to my skin, making the rich, cool fragrance even more intense.
"Your Highness, please don't say that again. You should know I'm not leaving." His voice was still muffled, but it carried an unwavering resolve. "They're just one or two ninth-rank officials. When the time comes, I'll show you just how long my broadsword really is."
Li Yunrui hugged his head again.
That sense of security made her let out a long, satisfied moan, her voice soft and languid: "Alright~ then I'll wait and see just how long your sword is—"
Just then, a soft knocking sounded at the door.
Mei Gu's voice came in, respectful and cautious: "Your Highness, dinner is ready. Would you like to dine now?"
There was no response from inside for a while.
Mei Gu seemed to have thought of something, and could only instruct her maids to guard the area and not let anyone get close.
Your Highness needs a quiet environment now.
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