Chapter 91: Territory

Rong Si was flipping through the book quite carefully when he asked her, "Is this the book you really wanted today?"

Yu Wanyin choked up, and subconsciously reached out, wanting to take those obscene picture books back from Rong Si's hands.

Unexpectedly, the man intercepted her hand mid-air and grabbed her wrist as soon as she reached out.

A section of her fair wrist was held in the palm of a rough hand, its scalding heat enveloping her completely.

Not only can't we get the catalog back, we can't even get our hands out of the box.

Rong Si raised his eyes and leisurely sized her up.

He took in Yu Wanyin's panicked reaction.

Yu Wanyin avoided his gaze, moved her lips, unsure of where to begin her explanation, "I didn't really want it, you insisted on buying it for me."

Rong Si never imagined that he could be blamed for this.

He nodded seriously, "Okay, this is my fault."

Yu Wanyin listened to his tone, as if she was trying to cover up the truth.

She couldn't help but retort, but her voice was barely audible, "It's all your fault."

Rong Si acted as if nothing had happened and continued to flip through the picture book.

The oil lamp inside the tent cast a halo of light on the painting, and in the painting, a frail woman was being run over from both sides while blindfolded.

It was a very strange scene.

It was as if a tacit understanding had been formed.

One after another.

Stop at a certain moment and guess who it is.

Yu Wanyin only glanced at it briefly, and then she felt terrible.

She leaned forward again, trying to take the book away, but the man's strength on her wrist pulled her away once more.

Yu Wanyin was pulled so hard that she lost her balance and fell towards him.

The next moment, Rong Si casually pulled her to his side, as if he intended to watch it together.

The man slowly rubbed his fingertips against her wrist, kneading the fair and cool bone until it warmed and left red marks.

"If I hadn't discovered it was this today, would you have taken it home and examined it yourself?"

The illustrations at the back of the booklet became increasingly daring.

"No." Yu Wanyin's cheeks flushed so much they looked like they could bleed, and she couldn't help but switch hands to stop him from watching any longer.

Rong Si reacted quickly and took the picture book away.

Yu Wanyin tried to reach it, but couldn't.

He was tall and imposing, his arms outstretched, watching Yu Wanyin's reaction with his eyes downcast.

Yu Wanyin deflated, and only when she turned around did she realize that the distance between them was a little too close.

Rong Si's shadowy figure loomed over her, and all she could see was his clearly defined Adam's apple.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed heavily.

Her already tense nerves were also jolted a little.

Yu Wanyin stopped trying to take it. As she withdrew her hand and tried to leave, Rong Si leaned closer and said, "If you want it so badly, I don't believe you can't see for yourself."

His voice was deep and resonant.

Under the languid lighting, it seemed to take on a different meaning.

"I don't want it anymore." Yu Wanyin felt bloated all over and tried to move away, but Rong Si did not give up.

He moved over there as well.

The pressure only intensified; "Why don't you want it anymore?"

Rong Si narrowed his eyes at her. "I'm a little curious."

"Whom were you thinking of when you saw this booklet today?"

Yu Wanyin's shoulders tensed slightly. "I wasn't thinking about anyone."

"Didn't you expect that at all?"

"No."

When words are repeatedly questioned and interrogated, their meaning changes.

Even if it wasn't expected at the beginning.

They now know who they are talking about.

Rong Si began to feel a subtle sense of crisis.

He placed the sketchbook in front of her. "So, do you like it like this?"

Yu Wanyin didn't dare to look at the pictures in the album. She haphazardly closed it and threw it aside. "I already said, I didn't want this album in the first place."

"It was clearly you..."

“So what if it’s me?” Rong Si removed the wristband. “The bookseller said it’s good for us.”

He wasn't being sincere, and you could tell from his actions.

Black bandages wrapped around his strong, veiny arm, layer by layer.

The muscles that were bound and locked were revealed.

He asked, "Do you want to experience what it's like to be blindfolded, or do you want to experience what it's like to not know which husband you're dating?"

Yu Wanyin's heart skipped a beat when she met Rong Si's gaze.

One could keenly detect a hint of wild danger in those amber eyes.

Rong Si seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

Yu Wanyin often sensed this dissatisfaction, just as she felt every time she mentioned Chu Yu.

But she didn't mention Chu Yu at all.

It was his own idea.

But that doesn't stop him from having emotions.

Yu Wanyin knew he was ill and couldn't handle any stimulation, so she couldn't argue with him at this time.

"Isn't the man I'm going to marry now my husband?"

"How could I not know which husband he is?"

Unexpectedly, going along with him ignited his anger in an instant.

Rong Si looked at her meaningfully for a long time, and then suddenly pulled her over.

Yu Wanyin was pulled closer, her eyes meeting his, and she was about to say something more.

His lips and tongue were bitten and he was allowed to run rampant.

His movements of rubbing her wrist took a different turn as he wrapped his wristband around hers.

Pulling on the wristband and pressing it down on her head, Yu Wanyin instantly lost her grip, lying back on the soft cushion, her body forced open.

His kisses were rough and forceful. Yu Wanyin shrank back, trying to avoid him, but he only held her tighter and became more vicious.

Rong Si knew that she thought he was being unreasonable, and every time this happened, he would wonder if she would prefer Chu Yu's mild and gentle nature.

The more I think about it, the more emotional I become.

He had tried to be gentle, but after she called him "Prime Minister" in a half-dreaming state, Rong Si felt he shouldn't be slow.

You should be fierce and ruthless, so she knows who you are right away.

Let her body bear the marks of him.

I instinctively accept him the moment I touch him.

The tent was small, just enough for sleeping and resting.

When Yu Wanyin saw him, she couldn't see the skylight in the canopy or the stars overhead.

Her skirt was also torn open by a large hand, which immediately grabbed and suppressed her.

This forced her to let out an uncontrollable soft moan.

But there was nowhere to relieve it; even if she clenched her fingers, she could only tighten her grip on the wristbands binding her hands.

Her dress was torn into a mess, but it was never taken off and remained hanging haphazardly on her body.

Until Rong Si, from who-knows-where, draped a black silk ribbon over her.

Yu Wanyin watched as he lowered his body, her vision growing darker and darker until he completely blindfolded her with a strip of cloth.

When I can't see anything in front of me, I start to feel uneasy.

Yu Wanyin turned her head, but couldn't resist. "What are you doing?"

Rong Si touched her cheek to comfort her.

Yu Wanyin was always very wary of Rong Si's gentleness.

For someone like him who enjoys grand gestures, any unusual behavior is more like the calm before the storm.

Sure enough, he said, "Take a good guess later, and see which husband is coming."

Immediately afterwards, the lamps she had just lit inside the tent were all extinguished.

Even though my eyes were covered by a black veil, I could still feel the darkness around me.

Yu Wanyin struggled slightly, "Rong Si..."

But no one responded at this point.

Yu Wanyin didn't know if he was still inside the tent or had already gone out.

With your eyes covered, all other senses become incredibly clear.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if she were the only person inside the tent.

But there was also a covetous gaze that she could never shake off, like a net of countless threads. Once it touched her, it began to grow wildly on every inch of her body, tightly binding her to every part of her body.

Such unease amplifies every little thing that happens.

But there were military guards on duty all around, and it was unusually quiet.

Rong Si has disappeared to do something.

It was late at night and time for bed at the camp. Most of the tents outside had been turned off, with only a few scattered lights reflecting on the grassland.

This unease made Yu Wanyin sit up, wanting to remove the wristbands binding her hands and the black silk ribbon tied to her cheeks.

Unfortunately, before she could even get it down, she heard footsteps outside.

Yu Wanyin's body stiffened slightly, and soon the sound reached the tent.

The tent was reopened, and Yu Wanyin tensed up.

She could feel a gaze upon her.

He just stared at her.

In the night on the glacial grassland, the little princess, as pure and innocent as a snow lotus, was confined in a tiny tent that could only hold one other person.

Her once neat and unassailable dress was now a mess.

Her body was faintly revealed to be covered in fair skin and delicate bones.

She knew that the area was heavily guarded and that outsiders could not enter or leave freely when she went to bed.

He's probably the only one who can get in.

But she still couldn't completely relax.

She sat there and tried calling his name.

He rudely refused to respond.

Rong Si simply leaned in and then locked the tent again.

They were locked up in one place.

Rong Si placed the medicine bottle he had retrieved aside, hesitating whether or not he should take it.

He used to take medication before engaging in sexual activity, which helped him control his strength and alleviate his cravings.

In the brief moment of hesitation, he opened the box of jasmine flowers and placed it beside him, then crushed a flower between his teeth.

Swallow it.

Upon hearing the man's movements, she didn't know who he was, and her first reaction was to protect her disheveled appearance.

It's so true.

It was just like the day he recognized her at the Prime Minister's residence.

She was the same; after getting entangled with a man, he barged in, her clothes disheveled.

She frantically shielded herself.

With a "click," Rong Si closed the box full of flowers.

The faint sound startled her. Before Yu Wanyin could frantically remove the strip of cloth in front of her to confirm if it was him, she was pressed down by the man's large hand.

Rong Si still didn't take her medicine, and he held her down.

I could feel her subtle trembling between my fingertips.

He lowered his body and removed the clothes that were loosely held together.

They entered the territory without any apparent reason.

Yu Wanyin was instantly chilled to the bone by his extremely powerful attack in the darkness. "You...you, Rong Si, you bastard."

Her voice was soft, probably because she was afraid of being overheard, hence the low and weak tone.

Rong Si narrowed his eyes.

It looks even more like it now.

On that day at the Prime Minister's residence, when he barged into the boudoir, he was only acting out of anger, not with such intentions.

But if such a person were to do so, they might take advantage of her vulnerability when she is weak and helpless.

He carried the burden of his first enemy who stole his wife, and the woman who should have been his wife, to their wedding night.

At first she couldn't tell who it was, but after she sensed the difference, she would probably rebuke him in the same way.

But it was too much for them to bear.

The rebuke was delivered in a tactful and pleasant manner.

Rong Si's voice was deep and hoarse, his eyes growing increasingly red, "If I were to go back now, the day I recognized you at the Prime Minister's residence, you would be mine."

Looking back now, I realize that his obsession wasn't that deep back then, and he even allowed them to play music together right under his nose. "Every time after Chu Yu, I would cover up his scent on you."

"You can only keep me, you can only adapt to me."

Yu Wanyin felt a tingling sensation in her tailbone that shot straight to the top of her head. She resisted his words, but he suppressed her resistance inch by inch.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?"

Yu Wanyin dared not think about it.

If only they had crossed the line back then.

With Chu Yu's meticulous mind, he would definitely find out.

Chu Yu discovered it; it would be better if he exposed it.

But based on her understanding of Chu Yu...

Chu Yu will not expose her until he has secretly eliminated Rong Si.

He wouldn't even blame her; he would only torment her in his own way until she couldn't bear to touch another man.

Rong Si's dark eyes were half-closed.

Yao Yao is still very well-behaved.

Yao Yao is truly a girl who will obediently side with whoever she marries.

But he knew himself well; no matter how his identity changed, his villainous nature remained the same.

He often felt that Yu Wanyin's marriage to him was a way of dragging her from a place of purity into a quagmire.

It stained her with the dust of the world.

Even so, she remained as pure as ice, as if she could leave him at any moment.

Every time he dragged her, he desperately wanted to drown her until she passed out.

Drowning in the whirlpool, splashing water, stirring up a pool of turbulent water.

Inside the tent, fresh jasmine flowers, which had been placed in a box, were tossed out and scattered on the soft mattress used for sleeping.

Ripples spread out in concentric circles of flowers.

Jasmine was light and airy, but after being tossed up, she fell helplessly back down.

Then, without knowing when, it was suddenly covered by heavy pressure.

The delicate jasmine was crushed without any chance to fight back.

The full, honey-colored petals soaked into the soft cushion, leaving scattered dark marks.

The room was then filled with a rich fragrance.

Rong Si was not satisfied with her silence and pressed her, "If Shang An hadn't had that accident, you would still be Chu Yu's wife."

"Will you one day side with me too?"

Yu Wanyin refused to answer.

The military's aggression became increasingly blatant.

I wanted to hear an answer from her that defied morality.

He kept whispering those words in her ear.

Since Yu Wanyin could not see, her senses became increasingly sharp.

And the strange scenes he described.

It was as if she was forced into a relationship with him while she was in the Prime Minister's residence.

Before they openly began competing, they were competing behind the scenes.

And what she meant by "behind the scenes" was her bedside.

This matter becomes even more frightening once it comes to the public eye.

Like that picture book.

"Does Yao Yao think about the picture book now?"

Do you want to?

Yu Wanyin shook her head desperately, "Don't say anymore."

“Why don’t you say it?” Rong Si was never one to listen in matters like this.

The more she refused to listen, the more he talked.

The more they talked, the fiercer they became.

The more unpleasant it is to hear.

Until the fields, covered in wildflowers, burst forth with an overwhelming fragrance of fresh grass.

Until the grass in the fields was blown low by the wind, splashing layers of autumn dew.

The rich herbal fragrance spreads even further.

The black silk was dampened by the mist seeping from the corners of her eyes, and the tears fell lightly onto her fingertips.

His slender, white fingers were curled up, but when someone opened them, they couldn't be clenched up again.

In the dead of night, a few fireflies leap from the mountains and rivers, illuminating the night like a vast, endless Milky Way overhead.

Yu Wanyin gazed at the stars through the skylight all night.

The stars shimmered before her eyes, and in the end, she couldn't tell whether it was what she saw or what was exploding in her mind.

All the starlight seemed to have fallen from the sky.

The cool starlight turned scalding hot as it touched her, enveloping her in a searing heat that filled every inch of her being.

It felt like my whole being could melt away.

The next day, as dawn broke, the mountains and forests became lively once again.

The procession brought the captured goose back to the palace, and the wedding proceeded as scheduled.

Each gift was more elaborate than those in the mountain village, yet it gave one a sense of fulfillment.

Rong Si no longer rejected these seemingly lengthy rituals. Each of the three letters and six betrothal ceremonies was a testament to their status as husband and wife.

It can dispel his hidden anxieties about gain and loss.

Yu Wanyin could sense that he was taking his medicine less frequently.

I felt a slight sense of relief.

Based on the current recovery status...

It should be able to recover to its original state in one or two years.

She can finally get some rest.

The wedding is scheduled for September 16th.

The mansion outside the palace had not yet been repaired, and Rong Si was unwilling to delay the wedding.

After marriage, they could only live in the palace temporarily.

Rong Si previously resided at the Military Affairs Office.

After discussing the matter, he moved his belongings into the palace where Yu Wanyin was currently living, one by one, well in advance.

They move things around every day with a sense of entitlement.

It's as if they're saying they no longer need to climb over the wall to get in.

Yu Wanyin appeared even more reserved in comparison to his overbearing possessiveness.

Men's things had infiltrated every nook and cranny of her usual residence.

Rong Si even moved the cabinets next to hers.

He brought over all his usual belongings and utensils.

Interspersed among these were some soft pillows, brocade quilts, and hairpins and face powders that he had seen while shopping, all suitable for her.

In addition, Yu Wanyin also saw the floral dew powder.

She moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

Well, the clothes he's soiled these past few nights were all caused by him rubbing them.

Rong Si always complained that the face powder in her palace was no good.

They said she used to smell nice, but the scent disappeared after she washed.

Yu Wanyin didn't know if it was because of the powder, but Rong Si had found the powder that smelled the same as her.

Everyone inside and outside the palace knew that this founding general was about to marry the princess.

The palace servants gradually became accustomed to Rong Si's frequent visits to Yu Wanyin's boudoir.

Looking at the things he brought, Yu Wanyin felt as if her world had been completely conquered and invaded by him.

He brazenly left his mark on every part of her body, venting his possessiveness.

This is different from when he brought me into the village.

She was then under his wing, confined within his territory.

But it's good that I'm out.

This is her territory for now.

He burst through the door.

Yu Wanyin felt somewhat filled by him, which was strange.

She couldn't help but ask, "You've moved all this over, so how will you be staying at the Military Affairs Office these next few days?"

Rong Si looked at her with a leisurely air.

Yu Wanyin then realized that since Rong Si returned, he hadn't actually stayed at the Military Affairs Office for more than a few days.

She paused for a moment and reminded him, "According to the rules, you can't just come here three days before the wedding."

"There will be many people at our lodgings for those three days. If we are discovered, it will be a laughing stock."

Rong Si looked away again, seemingly deep in thought about the question. "Just three days?"

Yu Wanyin hesitated and said, "Actually... five days would be better."

Rong Si raised an eyebrow slightly, "Three days it is then."

The fact that he hadn't come for three days was unsettling, but the reason was to get married and fill the emptiness.

On this autumn day, the wind, warmed by the sunlight, blew into the room.

Rong Si put down his things and went to get the next batch in a good mood. "I won't be coming three days before the wedding."

Yu Wanyin was startled, worried that he had said something that everyone could hear.

Turning around, he saw that no one had thought of the deeper meaning; they simply assumed he didn't come during the day.

What came into view was his cheerful figure walking away, and what I heard was the high-pitched melody that had not yet been blown away by the wind.

Yu Wanyin exhaled lightly.

A silent chuckle.

Rong Si's condition has gradually stabilized over the past two months, and not seeing her for three days is within the normal range.

His addiction to Yu Wanyin was a psychological issue.

The military doctor told Rong Si, "As long as they are not provoked, they can remain calm."

The military doctor was very reassured about this.

After all, only Chu Yu could provoke Rong Si.

Now that they are getting married, and Chu Yu is far away on his way, how can they provoke him?

Perhaps by the time Chu Yu returns after traveling for several months, the lord's condition will be much better.

No matter what, it shouldn't have flared up to the point of causing trouble for the Queen.

However, three days before the wedding, outside the gates of the Western Capital.

Chu Yu was dressed in grey and white robes, and had a gentle and refined demeanor.

He looked at the wide-open city gate from afar and raised his hand in greeting.

Wu Zhou, who was beside him, understood the order and stepped forward to request permission to enter the city.

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The next chapter is about our big wedding! [doge head with rose in hand] I found some reference pictures of my daughter's hometown on my Weibo, Jinjiang Rongjiu, [kiss], you can use them for camping and outdoor activities~