After Marrying The Paranoid God of War (Rebirth) - Chapter 9.1
Chapter 9: Night in the Mountain Cave
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Huo Pingxiao carried the petite girl, crossing over the corpses of several bandits.
The hidden pain in Ruan An’s lower abdomen gradually faded, and she knew that with her short legs, she couldn’t keep up with his pace during their escape. For Huo Pingxiao, carrying her was more convenient and eliminated unnecessary trouble.
But in this posture, the girl felt extremely embarrassed.
Ruan An lowered her eyes, her undergarments were too thin, and she could even feel the rough calluses on the man’s broad palm as he held her. With her head down, a sensation of blood flowing backward from the nape of her neck came over her.
Separated by Huo Pingxiao’s thick armor, their hearts beat incessantly, merging in one place.
Ruan An gradually calmed her unstable heartbeat, exhaling sweet breath outward.
“Are you afraid?” Huo Pingxiao asked in a low voice, sensing Ruan An’s tension.
Ruan An replied softly, “The head-down posture… it’s not very comfortable.”
As the girl uttered these words, Huo Pingxiao continued striding forward, but he lifted her with the strong curve of his arm— the man’s distinct finger joints supported her, effortlessly flipping Ruan An over.
Ruan An’s eyes widened suddenly.
Like holding a child, with just one hand around her waist, the man effortlessly locked the petite girl in his embrace.
Startled by Huo Pingxiao’s confident yet somewhat rough behavior, Ruan An’s small face expressed panic.
At this moment, Huo Pingxiao lowered his head, his eyes as dark as ink fixating on her. His facial features, which typically seem cold, now carry a hint of a smile. His deep and captivating features appeared even more pronounced.
He gazed at her with sincerity, and his voice was low as he said, “You weigh less than one of my knives. Can I throw you?”
Ruan An blushed at his words and quickly averted her gaze from him. Huo Pingxiao held her more securely in his arms.
Just then, from a distance, there came the spirited neighing of a swift horse, the galloping sounds growing nearer.
Huo Pingxiao’s steps slightly faltered, and Ruan An followed the sound from afar.
She saw a pitch-black, well-built warhorse rushing towards them, exuding the aura of a king among horses. The horse’s mane was flying, its muscles powerful, and it emitted an untamable fierceness.
The horse followed its master, and Ruan An realized that it was Huo Pingxiao’s warhorse.
“When it approached Huo Pingxiao, it quickly tamed its wild nature and lowered its head to show submission to its master.
“Jinwu”
Huo Pingxiao suddenly raised his voice, calling the horse’s name, and then ordered in a deep voice, “Run steadily later; my benefactor is timid, be gentle with her.”
Though he was in the prime of his youth, Huo Pingxiao’s tone still carried the exuberance and recklessness of a young man, as noticed by Ruan An.
After saying this, Huo Pingxiao, with a strong and agile posture, leaped onto the horse with the girl in his arms.
Ruan An slowly closed her eyes as she sat on the back of the horse.
With the mountain wind blowing her dark hair forward and brushing against her cheeks, it also concealed her gradually reddening eyes.
Love rises with the wind, and the wind’s stillness is hard to calm.
The warmth of the tall man behind her gradually enveloped her, offering a sense of protection. But Ruan An was aware that once the bandit troubles here subsided, he would depart for Chang’an, leading his army to defend the border and the country.
She also understood that Huo Pingxiao is like the distant and untouchable sun on the horizon. She could feel his radiance but could only admire it from afar without hoping for more.
In her short seventeen years of life, all memories related to this person were as scorching as the midday sun, etched into her bones, engraved in her heart, impossible to forget.
He would marry a noblelady in the future. Even though she had been intimate with him, those memories were not meant for her.
Jinwu became extremely excited upon seeing Huo Pingxiao. It raised its neck, and once again, it galloped forward, hooves pounding.
The wind subsided, and Ruan An held back her tears, took a deep breath, and firmly grasped the reins.
As a commoner of Jiazhou and a medical practitioner from Jiannan Road, everything about to happen now belonged to her and Marquis Dingbei.
She had to suppress bandits and quell rebellions with him, and she also had to firmly engrave these memories in her heart.