Chapter 67 [VIP]

"I'd better leave. My lord, don't act rashly."

Xiao Chuan's embrace was too tight. Mi Yao was afraid of suffocating in his arms, so she desperately squeezed her head out and pressed her chin on his shoulder. "If I am caught here, it would be bad if I became someone's weakness to threaten my husband."

"You really want to leave me that badly?"

Sensing the danger in Xiao Chuan's voice, Mi Yao tried to break free from his embrace, but his arms remained firmly pressed against her, preventing her from seeing his expression.

"You said it was my husband who saw me off, so why are you blaming me for it?"

Mi Yao said innocently.

"I'm not saying I don't want you to leave."

Xiao Chuan held Mi Yao in his arms, feeling that the feelings between men and women were so strange that he couldn't understand them.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his background. Anyone with a keen eye could easily find out that his family were refugees fleeing famine, and there were many people worse off than him. He was lucky to have survived, and there was no need to hide anything.

And now he's actually using this as a weapon to soften Mi Yao's heart.

He tried to make her feel sorry for his turbulent childhood.

His sudden thought was inexplicable, and Mi Yao's indifference after he expressed it made him feel embarrassed.

"Get some rest, no need to pack your bags."

Xiao Chuan released Mi Yao and turned to leave, but Mi Yao grabbed his hem: "Are you angry again? Tell me what you think is wrong with me? I've only ever heard that a woman's face is like the weather in June, how can you, a grown man, be so unpredictable?"

Having only exercised twice, Mi Yao's legs were still weak, but she figured walking was still worthwhile, so she patiently coaxed Xiao Chua.

"Does my lord want me to feel sorry for you? I thought that by pretending that you didn't say anything, you would feel more at ease."

Mi Yao thought about it for a moment and realized where Xiao Chua's anger came from. He was fine when he hugged her, so it could only be because he showed his soft side, which she ignored, making him feel awkward.

This is really a headache. He's so tall, with tanned skin, and he still acts like a cute, innocent puppy.

"Although I haven't specifically looked into your past, you became famous at a young age and are only twenty-two now, not much older than me. I know that your bad temper sometimes comes from the many things you've been through. How could I not feel sorry for you?"

Mi Yao hugged Xiao Chuan's arm, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly.

After she finished speaking, Xiao Chuan didn't reply. The two leaned against each other quietly for a while. Just when Mi Yao was about to yawn from the silence, she finally heard Xiao Chuan's movement.

“During the journey of fleeing famine, I was responsible for taking care of my youngest brother. He starved to death in my arms. Because of this, I don’t like children. They are too fragile, and I am not capable of taking good care of them.”

Xiao Chuan said calmly, "That's why I can do without my own children. What about you?"

Before his mother passed away, she forced him to adopt Xiao Liang and Xiao Shan because she knew he hated children. She couldn't control his future marriage and children, and she was afraid he wouldn't even like his nephews and nieces. She wondered if things would be better if the two of them became his children.

It's not actually better.

If it weren't for Mi Yao, he would still have completely left them to their own devices, not thinking that four or five years old was still young. In his view, children who could walk and eat were big kids who should handle everything on their own.

Hearing Xiao Chuan's question, knowing that he wanted to open up to her, Mi Yao had nothing to hide.

“I’m afraid of dying on the delivery bed. My lord, have you forgotten how terrified I am to see your private parts? How could I possibly bear the thought of a living person coming out of there? My lord, just imagine it yourself, someone popping out of the place you’re always going in and out of, wouldn’t you be scared…”

Before Mi Yao could finish speaking, Xiao Chuan covered her mouth.

She felt he was out of touch with his words, but wasn't he just copying her?

"That's all?"

With her mouth covered by Xiao Chuan, Mi Yao could only make muffled noises.

There were no women around him who didn't have children, so he never thought that Mi Yao was afraid of difficulties during childbirth. Her explanation now would be incomprehensible to others, but if it were her, he would believe that she was telling the truth.

"Then we will not give birth."

Mi Yao nodded. She was quite satisfied with Xiao Chua on this matter. He had gone from holding back his anger to backing down and now showing weakness and being honest with her because of her taking the medicine. It was clear that he had wanted to get angry at her several times, but he had managed to hold back.

"If I do it again, it will be dawn soon. Please spare me, my lord."

She blocked Xiao Chuan's lowered lips with her fingers and continued to persuade him to send her away.

After the flood, there were refugees everywhere. Knowing that the officials in Yizhou would take care of them, the refugees would flock to Yizhou. The Zhao family chose to seize the throne at this time because they did not care about the lives of the people and even used their lives to cause trouble.

Call her a hypocrite or a coward who wants to escape, but if she stays in the Xiao residence, she might not be able to sleep well.

At Mi Yao's urging, Pai let Mi Yao pack her luggage.

Mi Shi, Yu Xiu and the children all left. As for Zhen Jing, she didn't want to be separated from Yu Shaoyang, but for the sake of the child in her womb, she was in trouble.

Everything was arranged, but Xiao Chuan inside was filled with doubt.

"We're already out of the city, why isn't the young master returning to the mansion?"

"Deliver them to their accommodation."

Xiao Chuan pulled Mi Yao into his arms, "Yizhou doesn't need me right now."

Hearing Xiao Chua's relaxed tone, Mi Yao had a bad feeling: "Then when will I need my husband?"

"A month?" Xiao Chuan thought for a moment, "or even later."

Although the Zhao family's collateral branches have deep roots in Jiannan, they only have so much military power and can only stir up so much trouble. What matters is the reaction of other forces after they stir up trouble.

In particular, the Ji family had long coveted Jingzhou. If they wanted to take advantage of the chaos to get a share, it would give them a reason to break the alliance and send troops. If the Ji family did not move, it would just be a matter of finding an excuse.

The Southern Military Governor intended to usurp the throne, Gao Ji of Youzhou declared himself king, and Hengzhou also began to stir.

Given this situation, Jiannan needs to make plans as soon as possible.

"you……"

Xiao Chuan hesitated for a moment, "Would you like to hear me talk about the current situation?"

There are some things he is willing to share with Mi Yao, but he feels that she is not interested in these secrets that cannot be revealed.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished asking, Mi Yao shook her head violently: "Don't tell me anything important, I can't keep secrets."

"Is it that you can't keep a secret, or are you afraid that if you find out, you'll take responsibility and won't be able to lie around leisurely?"

While teasing her, Xiao Chuan leaned down and kissed her tongue as she opened her mouth. Rather than talking about important matters, he wanted to use his mouth for other purposes.

"This is in the car."

Seeing Xiao Chuan's kiss deepen, Mi Yao gave him a warning look.

The carriages were all linked together, and even if she could control herself from making a sound, the abnormal shaking of the carriages would reveal what was happening inside.

Xiao Chuan removed her shoes and socks, and grasped her jade-like feet, which he hadn't had time to soothe at the mansion.

His gaze fell upon a vibrant color, like a red agate, which seemed to ignite a fire within his heart.

So that every breath he exhaled carried a flame.

In the blink of an eye, Mi Yao saw a string of anklets on her ankle.

The ruby ​​and gilded bells were beautiful, but wasn't Xiao Chuan becoming increasingly unable to control his perverse desires?

He used to say he liked her feet, and he tried to hide it a bit, but now he's directly holding her feet and touching them. After not seeing her for months, the gift he gave her was an anklet.

Mi Yao tugged at the bell on her foot, then stretched out her leg and rested it on Xiao Chuan's shoulder, her toes touching his ear.

While rubbing his burning earlobe, she observed his expression. Seeing that he looked normal and not angry, Mi Yao slowly moved her toes from his neck to his cheek.

The golden bells jingled inside the car. Xiao Chuan opened his mouth and took her toes, which she offered to his lips, into his mouth. But after only a moment, he suddenly leaned down to kiss her lips.

"No, no, don't touch my mouth."

She didn't mind her feet and felt it was an honor for Xiao Chuan to like them, but she wasn't crazy enough to ask herself to taste the flavor of her own feet.

Unfortunately, her resistance was completely suppressed by Xiao Chuan. When Xiao Chuan got up again, she lay listlessly on the small couch inside the carriage, her eyes vacant.

Xiao Chuan flicked the golden bell on her foot: "Compared to this, I still love your lips more."

Ha, how could she not know?

Her mouth was completely dry from his tongue.

She turned over, not wanting to look at him, but he turned her over again after a while. They looked at each other for a few moments, and when she turned over again, he pressed his chest against hers, lay down beside her, and breathed into her ear.

"You smell even better."

Even without the strong musk, she still had a sweet, floral scent with a hint of milk.

Xiao Chuan first took a light sniff, and after praising her, he couldn't help but close his eyes and start to carefully sniff her to see if there was any difference from before. He even pried open her armpits to smell them.

Mi Yao: ...

Even if she was confident in her hygiene, she couldn't resist Xiao Chuan sniffing around like a dog remembering its scent. Besides, he had ulterior motives; the more he sniffed, the further down he went, clearly wanting to shake the carriage.

I kicked him in the shoulder.

"My lord, you'd better pretend a little more with me, otherwise I'll know exactly how much you adore me."

"Since you know I'm just pretending, I'd rather be comfortable doing this than letting you secretly laugh at me."

After being kicked away, Xiao Chuan hugged Mi Yao again and tickled her neck with his hair, watching as she couldn't stand the tickling and snuggled into his arms.

While at the mansion, she thought they would be separated for several months, so she said some sweet words to him. Who would have thought that the sweet words she used to say goodbye were not used at all, and he directly rode in the same carriage with her.

I need to spend another month or even longer with her.

“I vaguely heard Shan’er crying. They must be scared to go to a strange place so late at night. Why don’t we let them come here with me?”

"With my sister-in-law looking after them, and besides, my hearing is better than yours, they didn't cry."

As Xiao Chuan spoke, he started kissing Mi Yao again. She wouldn't let him kiss her lips, so he kissed her ear and cheek instead.

Knowing that the car wasn't a good place for physical intimacy, he didn't go overboard with his advances, but he would bother her every few breaths, making her feel like she was being entangled by a giant, unkillable mosquito.

You never know when you'll get kissed or bitten; it's impossible to defend against it.

The thought that this kind of life might last for a long time made her think about cutting off Xiao Chuan's increasingly nimble tongue while he was asleep.