Chapter 817: Spineless
Yun Jiao stared at the clepsydra; it soon reached the second watch of the night.
She hesitated no longer, held her breath, clenched her fists, and finally gritted her teeth, silently chanting to herself to go out.
The next moment, a sudden cold wind made her shiver.
She found herself standing facing Zhaoti Temple, with two lanterns at the entrance emitting a dim yellow glow, illuminating a small area at the temple gate.
There were no soldiers around, no people, nothing.
Yun Jiao broke into a run.
Jiang Youzhi, who had been crouching on a tree branch opposite, nearly frozen stiff, suddenly saw a shadow appear out of nowhere at the entrance to Zhaoti Temple.
The shadow paused for a moment, then swiftly ran towards the main road.
Jiang Youzhi quickly slipped down from the tree, and when the shadow was nearly upon him, he called out softly, "Jiao Jiao!"
Yun Jiao halted, and Jiang Youzhi grabbed her hand in an instant and pulled her along to run.
Though he had seen with his own eyes that the soldiers had retreated during the day and had observed all day without finding any hidden sentries,
to be cautious, the two decided to escape from there before saying more.
Jiang Youzhi pulled Yun Jiao along, running nearly two miles, before suddenly whistling.
Then a carriage came toward them from not far away, driven by Du Ruo.
The two got onto the carriage, and Du Ruo continued to drive it forward.
Only then did Jiang Youzhi wrap Yun Jiao in his arms, holding her tightly against himself.
Yun Jiao reached out to hug Jiang Youzhi’s waist, pressing her face against his chest.
His clothes were cold, but Yun Jiao’s heart was warm.
The two said nothing, simply embracing each other tightly.
Yun Jiao quietly listened to the steady and strong beating of Jiang Youzhi’s heart.
After an indefinite while, Yun Jiao finally lifted her head, "Where are we going?"
Jiang Youzhi looked down at her; the carriage was very dark, and he could only vaguely see her outline.
His nose touched hers, and then he found her lips.
He fiercely captured them, like a traveler about to die of thirst in the desert, and began to suck and swallow greedily.
He was eager, strong, and blindly clashed without any technique; Yun Jiao felt some pain, but she made no sound, simply raising her face, letting him take as he wished.
The two remained tightly embraced until the carriage stopped, and Du Ruo whispered from outside, "Young Master, Young Madam, we have arrived."
Only then did Jiang Youzhi release Yun Jiao, gently wiping her lips, alighting from the carriage, and then carried Yun Jiao down as well.
It was a small rural courtyard; Jiang Youzhi took Yun Jiao into a room, closed the door behind him, and then lit the oil lamp on the table.
Jiang Youzhi was about to speak when Yun Jiao suddenly exclaimed softly, "Oh, I don’t know if You Er is awake."
In a hurry, she went into the pharmacy.
You Er was awake, crying on the bedding.
Yun Jiao first changed his diaper, then carried him out.
Jiang Youzhi was still sitting on the same chair as before, staring hard at the chair Yun Jiao was sitting on opposite.
Seeing Yun Jiao suddenly appear with You Er in her arms, Jiang Youzhi finally relaxed.
He didn’t ask Yun Jiao where she had gone, and then saw her sit down, lift her clothes, and start nursing You Er.
Jiang Youzhi was stunned for a moment; Yun Jiao used to be very shy, and he didn’t expect her to be so bold now. His face suddenly flushed, "I-I’ll go get you some water to wash your face and feet."
He opened the door and went out. The cold wind outside bit at him, and he became frustrated again.
Worthless! It’s not like I haven’t seen it before; she’s my own wife, what am I running for?
However, it seemed that it was somehow different from before.