Chapter 497 - The world of feelings inside the metal can (2)

Nie Clan was doomed to perish, Ning Yuxuan’s move would only save his own household. Ning Yuxuan hadn’t lied to him; it had been the right choice to divorce to Errong. Otherwise, Errong would be kneeling here with them and executed for being a member of Nie Clan.

Kneeling on the execution ground, Nie Qingyun still felt a bit gratified. The two women that he cared about the most wouldn’t be dying even if Sangyu looked miserable and Errong didn’t know that he was going to die soon.

He had been with her for so long, but he had never properly said one word of love. Whenever she told him an interesting anecdote with a smile on her face, he only knew how to nod. If he opened his mouth, he wouldn’t know what to say.

His tongue was too stupid. Hopefully, he would get a smarter tongue in the next life.

But, after he was beheaded, would she be scared if she saw him waiting in the underworld for her with his head in hands? They didn’t have a child yet, and that silly girl probably didn’t know that he liked her so very, very much. He liked her so much that he wanted nothing more than to pick her up and spin her around.

She probably thought her love was one-sided, but actually, it had turned into mutual love a long time ago.

“Ning Errong requests to see Your Highness, the second prince!” This voice shouted from behind them and seemed to push aside the curtains of rain. It felt as if something important had skipped its way back into his heart.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Errong with her stomach slightly thrusted out. Her previously mischievous demeanor was gone. It was replaced by a solemn expression as she knelt down in the rain. “Ning Clan is willing to use the pardon that the late emperor had bestowed onto our clan for the life of Errong’s unborn child’s father!”

Nie Qingyun was shocked! Errong was pregnant with his child? And she had come here to save him? Was she crazy?! It hadn’t been easy for him to divorce her. How could she get mixed up in this mess again? Since she was pregnant, she should properly keep living, ah. With a child to keep her company, she wouldn’t feel too bored.

Why had she come here to kneel? The rain was so cold? What if this adversely affected the baby?

Seeing the dark look in the second prince’s eyes, he hastily stood up and refuted, “No matter what position I fall to, I don’t need a woman to come here to save me! Moreover, we had already divorced. There’s nothing connecting us...”

“Does the baby in my belly not count as a connection?” She turned her head to look at him. There was actually tears in her eyes. “Do you think I want to save a faithless man like you?...”

“Whatever you do, I’ll do it too.”

Nie Qingyun’s heart melted. Even though he was shackled and kneeling in the icy-cold rain, his body felt comfortably warm. However, he couldn’t let himself smile. If he smiled, it would be too outrageous and wreck the atmosphere.

Still, he was truly very happy. Although he was worried about her, he was still happy that even now, he had a place in Errong’s heart.

Even though he seemed to have a cold personality and didn’t like to say sweet words, he liked her. It was the type of like where he wanted to be with her for a very, very long time. The type of like where he wanted to protect her.

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Nie Clan’s blood debt, and the shame of living without his clan name could only be washed away with Zhao Li’s blood. After he followed Errong back to Jing Province, he started off as a small official in the army. Step by step, he reached the position of Jing Province’s commander-in-chief. He wasn’t just doing this for Nie Clan. He was also thinking about how Errong liked the pastries from the Fuman restaurant in the capital. When it was time for the army to attack the capital, he would buy some back for her.

Their child slowly grew up. Unfortunately, he was a brat. Not only did this son compete with him for Errong’s attention, he had the same serious personality as him. Unlike the heirs of other families, his son wasn’t cute at all.

Hugging Errong on the bed, Nie Qingyun’s expression was black as he looked at the nearby Rui-er

. “Why did you bring him over to sleep with us again?”

With a blushing face, Errong said, “Rui-er said he’s scared of the dark.”

“Rui-er,” Nie Qingyun called out to him in a deep voice and that brat turn his head to face them. He pointed at his own face. “You’re scared of the dark?”

Rui-er looked at him for a moment, then expressionlessly said, “I’ll go look for the wet nurse to sleep with.”

“Good child~” Nie Qingyun slightly smiled. He got up from the bed and dropped him off at the wet nurse’s room. After he came back, he hugged his beauty to have a peaceful night’s sleep.

Errong lightly scolded him, “Why did you want Rui-er to leave?”

Because it was enough just to have them on the bed. What was the point in having that meatball? Nie Qingyun harrumphed, but he didn’t say aloud his thoughts. His breath blew over Errong’s neck, and he gently bit down.

Errong let out a stifled yelp. She opened and closed her mouth, but couldn’t find any words to say. Previously, she hadn’t noticed this. But, once they had spent more time together, she noticed that Qingyun was getting clingier and clingier. And, even as he was being super sticky, he would still show a solemn expression.

But, Sangyu had said they would reach a happy ending as long as she had enough patience. Errong had figured out the meaning of her words through experience. Perhaps, Qingyun had liked someone in the past, but she was willing to patiently wait until the day that he fell in love with her.

In actuality, this was wrong. Ji Man meant that Errong to had to patiently wait until she discovered that Nie Qingyun’s secret. He was a reticent person who hid his feelings. He was like a tightly sealed metal can. You had to take a hammer and slowly break him open at the seam in order to discover what he was hiding inside.

His heart was like an onion. As you peeled off each layer, you would realize each layer was for you. When you weren’t around, the heart couldn’t be peeled. Although these words were nauseatingly sweet, let’s use these words to describe Nie Qingyun’s true state of mind for now.

Tightly hugging him back, Errong secretly thought; perhaps, Qingyun would be happier if they had a daughter .

As for Nie Qingyun, who had his face buried by her ear, he was already smiling in satisfaction.