The Slender Waist-Chapter 245 - 172: The King of Jealousy_2

The team was thrown into chaos.

The sudden accident was beyond everyone’s expectations.

A crowd rushed to the edge of the cliff, but unfortunately the mountain forest below was layered with ridges, and the carriage quickly disappeared from sight...

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Feng Yun was startled awake in her sleep.

It felt as though she had been flipped over, yet she felt no pain.

Her head was buried in Pei Jue’s chest, and instead of his voice, she could only hear the banging sounds of the carriage impacting.

For a moment, her mind was blank.

By the time she realized they were falling off the cliff, the carriage had already come to a stop, caught firmly against the cliff by a thick tree.

There was a stone platform that could accommodate most of the carriage. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Feng Yun’s head felt stuffy, and she was dizzy from the impact.

After ensuring she wasn’t injured, she carefully pushed Pei Jue.

"General, are you alright?"

The man’s voice came from above her.

"I’m not dead."

Feng Yun sighed with relief.

A great enterprise unfinished, dying on the way would indeed be a great loss.

But as one wave subsided another arose, could it all really be such a coincidence?

Feng Yun glanced at the hanging cliff face and then at Pei Jue.

"What just happened?"

Pei Jue didn’t move, his voice emotionless, "Someone spooked the horse."

"Deliberately or accidentally?"

Pei Jue was silent for a moment as if pondering, "Deliberately."

Today the large army was crossing the river at the ford, which meant that the crowd was mixed.

Feng Yun thought of a detail.

Daman and Xiaoman didn’t notice Pei Jue on the carriage at the time, so did other people also not know?

"Is it possible they were after me?" she asked.

Perhaps they wanted to kill her, and Pei Jue was just collateral damage.

Of course, she wouldn’t feel guilty, because in the Beiyong Army, those who wanted to kill her must have a connection with Pei Jue; she was also the one implicated.

Pei Jue said nothing.

It took him a long while before he drew a deep breath.

"Don’t move."

Feng Yun made a sound of acknowledgment.

Only when she heard the heavy breathing above her did she realize the man’s eyes were swirling with a familiar wave of desire.

The inertia from the carriage’s sudden fall and abrupt stop made her body uncontrollably and heavily settle onto his midsection, with their delicate parts pressed tightly together, an unbearable proximity, and in such dangerous circumstances, he began to slowly swell.

Feng Yun braced herself against his shoulders, thinking to move backward.

The carriage suddenly lurched, teetering on the edge...

Startled, she reflexively hugged him tight, sitting back down.

Pei Jue grunted, his arm muscles bulged, his eyes turned as red as a wild beast ready to devour its prey, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

He gripped Feng Yun’s waist tightly, careful with his strength, moving slowly.

A slight misstep, and the carriage could tumble down again...

Next time, they might not be so lucky.

Feng Yun was very sensible, cooperating well...

But the friction made her sensitive, especially in such a life-or-death situation, highly tense, her eyes and ears turned red with restraint and her body trembled slightly...

Pei Jue had a very calm expression, or rather, no expression at all, his dark eyes focused on her face, seemingly scrutinizing, which made Feng Yun’s reactions plain to see, even her breathing became erratic.

"Hurry up, don’t dawdle..."

After speaking she felt the ambiguity in her words and lowered her gaze.

"Lady Yun, you’re so soft." he suddenly said, his voice seductively husky.

Feng Yun’s ears burned, almost igniting, she knew what he meant, that hot, hard thing pressed against her, like a serpent flicking its tongue, full of heavy threat, instinctively making her feel weak and aching, her emotions uncomfortably swelling...

"Let’s get out of this predicament first." She pinched him on his arm.

"So firm." She couldn’t even pinch it.

She meant his arm, but upon hearing her, Pei Jue’s mouth curled into a rare smile, and only then did Feng Yun realize what she had just implied...

"I’ll go out and take a look." Not letting her linger in embarrassment for too long, Pei Jue supported her up to one side and stabilized their position. Once he was sure the carriage would not move, he said softly:

"Sit tight."

Feng Yun nodded calmly, her heart in tumult inside.

Look at her, what wild words has she spoken?

Pei Jue clambered out of the smashed window, scouted the surrounding topography for a sturdy place to stand, then turned back, lifted his head, and raised his hands toward Feng Yun.

"Come down."

Feng Yun couldn’t see the ground; all she saw was a steep abyss, causing her head to spin, and she didn’t dare climb out of the carriage.

"General... Why don’t you leave me and go find someone, then come back to rescue me?"

"Don’t be afraid," Pei Jue said, "I will catch you."

Feng Yun looked down, then back at Pei Jue’s face, "I’m very heavy."

If she fell, and both of them tumbled down once more, wouldn’t they both be done for?

"Trust me." A cold wind swept across Pei Jue’s face, which had become all the more handsome after battle, his eyes were calm, devoid of any superfluous emotion, yet immensely reassuring.

Feng Yun closed her eyes, slowly crawled toward the broken window, avoided looking down at the cliff, and jumped toward him.

Pei Jue caught her arms in one swift movement, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

The two of them slammed hard against the rock wall, along with the carriage, falling downward together.

"Ah!" Feng Yun screamed.

"Hold on to me," Pei Jue’s voice was close to her ear.

Feng Yun was about to accuse the bastard of deceiving her when suddenly she felt a heavy drop, and her vision filled with the omnipresent cold, bone-chilling pond water.

Beneath was a deep pool.

After choking on a gulp of water, she was quickly lifted out of the surface by Pei Jue.

"Are you okay?"

Feng Yun turned to cough and breathe heavily, looking at him.

"You still want me to trust you? You should have said something earlier!"

Pei Jue’s dark eyes deepened, "If I told you earlier, would you have jumped?"

Feng Yun:...

Pei Jue said, "Hold on to me, I’ll get you out."

Feng Yun hummed in acknowledgment, turned back to look at the carriage floating and sinking.

"My luggage..."

In that sandalwood chest, she stored the books she treasured like jewels.

Pei Jue glanced at it, didn’t speak, propped her hips and parted her legs around his waist, signaled her to wrap her arms around his neck, then turned back to fish out the sandalwood chest from the carriage.

Feng Yun felt dizzy and weak, limply clinging to him as if boneless.

Her body was sopping wet.

At this moment, she could feel Pei Jue’s strength and power even more, swiftly swimming with both the person and the chest in tow, and in no time, they had reached the shore.

He lifted Feng Yun out first, and then hauled the chest up after.

Feng Yun was so exhausted she could barely speak, her entire body limp, she lay there with her eyes closed, gasping for air.

After a moment, she suddenly turned and asked Pei Jue.

"Was it Empress Dowager Li’s doing? Does she want to kill me? Because we got married in Bingzhou?"

Pei Jue didn’t look at her and dived back into the water.

"General?" Feng Yun didn’t know what he was up to.

After waiting a while, she realized he had dragged up the carriage from the depths of the pool as well.

Feng Yun:...

She watched Pei Jue bustling about,

watching him unload things from the carriage.

There were the medicines Feng Yun had stored in the carriage, as well as the snacks and pastries Xiaoman had packed.

After her rebirth, Feng Yun greatly enjoyed life; she was never willing to neglect herself, and wherever she went, she would bring along everything she ate and used. The carriage even had a stove for lighting a fire, but the charcoals were all soaked through, unable to be ignited.

Pei Jue looked around.

The area near the deep pool was very damp; it was nearly impossible to find anything dry.

The heavens were uncooperative as well, drizzling down rain.

He said, "We need to get out of here."

Otherwise, Feng Yun would freeze to death shortly.

This season was already cold, let alone in a place like this.

Pei Jue packed up the useful items, tying them to his back, then looked at Feng Yun’s soaked figure and frowned as he scooped her up by the waist.

Feng Yun took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck.

From start to finish, she hadn’t lifted a finger.

"How are we going to get back up?"

Pei Jue didn’t respond.

"General?" She asked again.

"First, let’s stay alive," Pei Jue lowered his head, "Don’t move! If you fall, I’m not responsible."