Chapter 232: Lin Ningkun’s Identity Exposed
He tightly hugged his waist, burying his face into her chest.
Not long after, Wei Chang felt wetness and heat coming from his chest area, and the anger filling his body immediately dissipated quite a bit.
He gently patted her back to comfort her.
He turned his head and looked fiercely in Lin Ningkun’s direction.
“Young Master Jin, in the past you were debauched with the Fifth Princess, and this palace didn’t want to interfere anymore, but I didn’t expect you to set your sights on this palace’s Crown Princess. Are you seeking death?”
His voice was like it was wrapped in a layer of ice.
If it weren’t for comforting Jiang Ruanxi and not bearing to push her away, Wei Chang would have rushed over and beaten him to death.
Lin Ningkun returned to his usual aloof and distant demeanor.
“Crown Prince, what matter do you have calling this official?” Lin Ningkun had a smile on his lips, looking at him provocatively.
Wei Chang could no longer care about anything else. He slightly pushed Jiang Ruanxi away and strode forward, grabbing Lin Ningkun’s collar and punching his face again and again.
Each punch was heavier than the last, each more ruthless than the previous.
Soon, the mask on Lin Ningkun’s face fell off.
There was a deep scar running from his forehead along the bridge of his nose, and his entire left cheek was crusted over, showing that he had originally suffered a very severe injury.
Lin Ningkun, who had still been smiling at the corners of his mouth, became completely flustered when the mask fell off, his hand uncontrollably covering his face, blood hanging at the corners of his mouth.
Seeing his true appearance, Wei Chang paused for a few seconds, feeling that this person seemed somewhat familiar.
Taking advantage of his daze, Lin Ningkun squatted down quickly to pick up the mask and left with his body hunched.
Jiang Ruanxi also clearly saw Lin Ningkun’s face and didn’t expect his disfigurement to be so severe.
It seemed that half a year ago, even if he didn’t die, he had suffered greatly.
Given how much Lin Ningkun cared about his appearance, the disfigurement must have been life worse than death for him, no wonder he always wore a mask.
Jiang Ruanxi stared dazedly at Lin Ningkun’s back, lost in thought.
“Haven’t seen enough yet?”
Suddenly, a wave of warmth came from her waist, followed by heavy pressure.
Jiang Ruanxi blankly turned her head back, “Hm?”
Hearing this, Wei Chang interpreted it in another way, thinking she was agreeing with his words, and his eyes instantly turned cold, the hand on her waist pressing even harder.
Jiang Ruanxi frowned tightly, knowing he was angry. She just wanted to speak to ease things, but Wei Chang’s hand was too forceful, causing her to cry out in pain involuntarily.
“It hurts?”
Hearing her cry, Wei Chang came back to his senses, feeling a bit regretful about his forcefulness, and loosened it slightly, gently rubbing her waist.
Jiang Ruanxi knew he didn’t mean it and didn’t blame him.
Seeing that even when angry, he still cared about her feelings and would rub her waist, a warm current involuntarily flowed through her heart.
Hugging his waist, with a coquettish expression, “Why did you come?”
Suddenly remembering the matter with Wan Qing, she immediately let go of her hand, took a step back, and the smile on her face fell.
After the warm softness in his arms disappeared, Wei Chang was a bit unhappy. He just wanted to raise his hand, but Jiang Ruanxi shifted to the side. Thinking of what he had just witnessed, Wei Chang’s face immediately turned cold.
“Hm.” Wei Chang said indifferently with an expressionless face.
Thinking of this man’s fickleness, Jiang Ruanxi was also very unhappy and didn’t want to stay with him anymore. “This palace has matters to attend to. Crown Prince, do as you please.”
With that, she directly walked past him.
Wei Chang felt like there was a breath stuck in his chest. He turned around wanting to grab her hand to explain, but as he raised his hand, thinking of how the Empress was watching him closely now, to protect her, his hand at his side clenched tightly, stopping himself from pulling her.
Seeing that he hadn’t followed, Jiang Ruanxi felt extremely disappointed in her heart, but she didn’t look back, striding straight toward her courtyard.
Her expression was just a bit desolate.
**
Lin Ningkun returned to the residence in disarray.
“Where did you go?”
He had just stepped in when a gloomy voice came from ahead.
Lin Ningkun was greatly startled and looked up to see Jiang Kui sitting ahead, stunned for several seconds.
But he quickly recovered his original demeanor.
He walked over, sat down beside him, poured himself a large cup of tea, drank it all in one gulp, and then said indifferently, “Nowhere.”
At his attitude, the aura around Jiang Kui immediately turned icy.
“Do you know what you’re doing?”
“I know.”
“You know and still do this? This is a critical time. Why did you go find her? She might not even be Jiang Ruanxi.”
Speaking of Jiang Ruanxi, Lin Ningkun’s face immediately darkened with haze, and he heavily placed the teacup on the table. “She is. I won’t mistake her.”
Jiang Kui coldly glanced at the teacup. “So what if she is? She’s the Crown Princess now, and you’re just a powerless male concubine of the former Fifth Princess. What do you have to compete with Wei Chang?”
These words seemed to stimulate Lin Ningkun. He bared his teeth in fury. “We love each other. It was Wei Chang who stole her away. As long as I reveal my identity, she’ll come back to me.”
Jiang Kui looked at him like he was a fool.
This gaze angered him even more. He jumped up and pointed at his nose, cursing. “Back then, you promised me that after healing my injuries, you’d make me an official and bring our Lin Family back to its peak. You went back on your word, making me the male concubine of that debauched princess, causing me to lose all face.”
Lin Ningkun grew more excited as he spoke, stepping forward to poke Jiang Kui’s nose, but just as he was about to, a large hand gripped his finger forcefully, bending it hard in the opposite direction.
“Ah.”
Lin Ningkun cried out loudly.
Not long after, he was breaking out in cold sweat.
“If I hadn’t saved you back then, you’d be dead by now, with no chance to hop around in front of me.” Jiang Kui said with a face full of haze.
The force in his hand didn’t lessen at all.
Lin Ningkun’s body bent in pain as he knelt down, begging for mercy. “Imperial Advisor, please let go of my hand. I really know I was wrong.”
If it were anyone else grabbing his hand like this, Lin Ningkun would definitely kick them.
But now he didn’t dare kick Jiang Kui.
Because he had witnessed Jiang Kui’s ruthlessness.
He had been smeared on the nose by Run Ru and his face disfigured; he should have died.
But in his dying breath, he was saved by someone sent by Jiang Kui.
After being saved, because the Fifth Princess was favored and often appeared by Emperor Qin’s side, he was told to stay by the Fifth Princess’s side to gather intelligence.
He was promised that once they succeeded, their Lin Family would be meritorious officials.
At first, he didn’t know it was to be the Fifth Princess’s male concubine; he was told he’d be made a high official, and he was happy about it. He didn’t expect it to turn into being a male concubine.
And the male concubine of a useless princess like the Fifth Princess at that, which dealt a huge blow to his self-esteem.
But he had no choice but to endure with disgust while staying by the Fifth Princess’s side.
And during this time, his secret relationship with Jiang Kui was also quite intimate.
Once, he personally saw someone who, passing by him, stirred up a gust of wind that made Jiang Kui feel a bit cold.
The next second, his neck was wiped, and then his hands and feet were chopped off.
Beautifully put as, without hands and feet, he won’t bring cold wind to people anymore.
