Chapter 94 Rong Chu: Pure White

Chu Yu slowly rubbed the sachet in his hand with his fair and slender fingertips.

He returned to his own courtyard.

It was a coincidence that this was the place where he lived in the palace.

It is also next to the Yaoyao Palace Garden.

Therefore, Chu Yu did not go back to his room immediately after returning to the courtyard.

Instead, they sat in the pavilion in the courtyard and waited.

The gold and silver embroidery threads on the sachet gently brushed against his fingertips, bringing a slight itch.

They had this in their room when they got married.

On the night of Yao Yao's wedding to him, she was entangled by that warm fragrance all night.

That was something he prepared especially for her.

When he returned, she had indeed lost all her guard because of the fragrance.

She can fall into a light sleep in the bridal chamber without any defenses.

As a result, things went very smoothly for them afterwards.

She adapted very well.

Chu Yu's expression grew increasingly inscrutable, as if he could still see the scene from that night.

She obediently let him push her into the red tent, ready to receive him.

Let him do whatever he wants.

He can do whatever he has ever fantasized about and wanted to do.

The sachet was squeezed to release an even stronger fragrance.

Just like someone being squeezed.

Amidst the hardship, a delicate fragrance bursts forth.

Rong Si, also holding the sachet, looked at her from a distance.

For some reason, Yu Wanyin felt a pang of guilt and stepped forward frankly, saying, "Chu Yu has arrived."

Yu Wanyin tried her best to ease the tension between them. She handed him the bottle Chu Yu had left behind, saying, "He specially brought you medicine to help with your hangover."

As soon as he reached out, Rong Si grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms.

Yu Wanyin stumbled and sat on him.

He had to support himself on his chest with both hands.

Rong Si took the porcelain bottle from her hand, examined it leisurely for a while, and smiled, "I really appreciate his painstaking efforts."

He said, opening it, "You believe him too?"

Yu Wanyin found this strange. "Why don't you believe me?"

“Everything that can be brought into the palace has been searched, so it can’t be poison.”

Rong Si took one and placed it between his lips.

Just as Yu Wanyin thought he was about to eat her, he suddenly grabbed the back of her neck.

Before Yu Wanyin could react, she was pressed against him.

Rong Si covered her slightly parted lips and forcefully fed her the hangover pill.

Yu Wanyin instinctively tried to push him away twice, but he forcefully pushed her inside.

He clung to her, making her swallow uncontrollably.

As Yu Wanyin was released, she stared at him in a daze, "You..."

“This is a drug that makes people even more drunk.” Rong Si looked at her with deep, meaningful eyes.

The drug made him so drunk that he was weak all over, preventing him from having sex with her.

Yu Wanyin's eyelashes trembled.

After swallowing the pill, a warm sensation spread from my waist and abdomen.

Then his hands and feet became weak and limp.

Rong Si picked her up and carried her toward their wedding bed, his words carrying a hint of rivalry with another man, "Since Yao Yao trusts him, let's test his good intentions."

The man's hoarse, deep voice resonated through Yu Wanyin's clothes.

The medicine made Rong Si feel weak all over, but it had a different effect on Yu Wanyin.

Yu Wanyin felt her strength being drained away little by little.

So much so that I felt a little lightheaded, my body felt unsteady, and I was as soft and fluffy as a cloud.

He was lifted up by Rong Si's strong and powerful arms, as if he could be kneaded into whatever shape he wanted.

"I have no idea……"

"Now you know?" Rong Si wanted to teach her a lesson, to make her realize on her wedding night that no man other than her husband could be trusted and would lie to her. "Now you know how bad Chu Yu is, Yao Yao."

Rong Si placed her in the red tent and peeled off her clothes layer by layer.

Even though he himself is doing very bad things, "Guess why he used this?"

"What does he want to do to you after I fall asleep?"

At that moment, Chu Yu in the next courtyard heard Qing Song knocking on the door as she came to deliver hangover soup.

He was blocked by Rong Si and sighed regretfully.

Why didn't Rong Si take that medicine?

Chu Yu lightly weighed the sachet in his hand, then stood up.

Seeing that his plan had failed, he returned to his room.

A possessive smile played on his lips.

But the corners of his eyes were cold and fierce, as if he was displeased.

But it doesn't matter, there's plenty of time in the future.

The red silk curtains are warm.

Inside, the flickering red candlelight cast its glow on the strings of sachets and lucky bags hanging from the curtains, creating a dim effect.

Yu Wanyin stared blankly at the constantly swaying light and shadow.

Her chin was held and lifted up, her clear eyes misty with tears, making her look pitiful.

He held her tightly, kissing every inch of her skin wantonly, from her snowy shoulders and neck to her ear.

He clung to her, biting and tearing at her, his voice deep and husky, "Do you still dare to trust him?"

"Do you think if I take this medicine, our wedding bed will be taken by someone else?"

Yu Wanyin's confused eyes trembled slightly for a moment.

She turned her head away. "I won't do that."

Rong Si's breath grew stronger, his taste deeper, as if he could peel her apart and devour her whole. "How?"

Yu Wanyin always felt that mentioning Chu Yu at this time was inappropriate.

It's something that's hard to talk about.

That's impossible; he didn't have the strength to consummate the marriage on his wedding night.

She's about to have an affair with another man.

She's not some unruly young lady.

Even after marrying Chu Yu, she never had anything to do with other men while she was his wife.

But the less she says, the more easily she arouses a man's passion.

He enveloped her completely, gripping her knees and imprisoning her in his territory.

At this moment, Rong Si felt a surge of crisis in his chest, and his blood was churning with unease.

It stirred up his long-dormant illness.

Dark clouds covered every inch of the snow-white clouds.

The cool, fine, and seemingly listless clouds were permeated with a pool of moisture.

After being crushed by dark clouds, a pool of clear rain was squeezed out.

Like me?

“Yaoyao, I was outside your courtyard the night you got married.”

Yu Wanyin's heart skipped a beat.

Then she remembered her wedding night with Chu Yu.

Chu Yu soothed her sore and numb body after a whole day of wedding preparations, and then gently completed the wedding ceremony.

The next instant, Rong Si completely possessed her. Yu Wanyin's memories were abruptly triggered by him, and she was fiercely pulled back to reality.

He pressed down completely, "Do you prefer that day, or today?"

Yu Wanyin felt a strange sensation rising in her heart.

It was probably the collision between the gentleness of memory and the bravery of reality that sparked a series of fires in an instant.

The pulling made her tremble all over.

After being tricked by the drug and losing all her strength, her body reacted much more violently due to instinct.

He looked at her slightly furrowed brow and saw her biting her knuckles, which seemed somewhat frail.

I know I've gained some weight.

But he can't be light.

He pushed his knuckles away from her lips and continued asking.

"I remember that night, I didn't hear your voice."

He lowered his voice, his tone rough and harsh, "I want to hear it tonight."

Yu Wanyin's vision blurred, and she frantically grabbed his shoulders and arms.

But her strength had long been depleted.

Those shoulders and arms, however, were like a small mountain, holding her captive without moving an inch.

This is what it feels like to completely lose strength and be completely passive.

In autumn, it was as if a warm stove was ironing her inside and out.

It carried a temperature that was almost melting.

After the joyous occasion, the palace fell silent once more.

The dazzling fireworks faded away, and the sparks mingled with the cool, moist air on the horizon, gathering into a sky full of smoke and clouds.

The snow-white clouds were quickly dispersed by the sudden appearance of dark clouds overhead.

They disperse and then converge, only to be covered again in no time.

The cloud was oppressed; it didn't even have the strength to gather itself together.

It could only watch helplessly as its cloud wisps were scattered and washed away, releasing the rain and mist they contained.

It fell softly in the early autumn.

Red candles burned all night, and sachets scattered in the red tent bounced and swayed on the bedsheets.

It bursts forth with a delightful fragrance.

No one urged them to get up early in the morning.

Yu Wanyin didn't need to serve tea to anyone; she could sleep until she remembered.

When she woke up in the morning, she found that it wasn't raining outside.

I vaguely remember that it rained heavily last night.

It was everywhere.

The sound of rain mingled with the creaking of treetops as they swayed and groaned, almost instinctively.

The festive flowers in the courtyard were also washed away by the torrential rain, leaving them in their most vibrant state.

The royal palace was bustling with activity from early morning, as if it were New Year's Day.

The joyous occasion spread, and the court took a three-day break, holding garden parties both inside and outside the palace.

The garden party is open to everyone, including ordinary citizens and officials.

After all, these are newly built places and lack people, so this is a good opportunity to add some joy.

The lively and festive atmosphere did not end after the wedding.

On the contrary, it spread for a long time, coinciding with the founding of the country.

Chu Yu lived a proper life in the palace, next to their palace gardens, and did not do anything unusual for many days.

It seems like they really don't care anymore.

This did not prevent Rong Si from still feeling that Chu Yu had ill intentions.

Does he really not care why he lives next to them, or why the wedding gift he gave them was the Four Treasures of the Study?

Chu Yuming knew that among the newlyweds, only Yu Wanyin liked this.

Only Yu Wanyin would read books regularly and needed writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

In the future, whenever Yu Wanyin touches these things, she will remember who gave them to her.

Then I will think of Chu Yu.

Rong Si really wanted to hide it and throw it away.

But I was also afraid of upsetting her.

Sure enough, on that day, as soon as Rong Si went out, he saw Yu Wanyin placing her writing brush, inkstone, and inkstone in the pavilion in the courtyard to read.

Rong Si stood at the door for a while, then stepped forward. "Today is quite peaceful."

“The weather is nice today,” Yu Wanyin said, circling and drawing in her book. “Perfect for sunbathing.”

Rong Si picked up the ink block next to him and took over Qing Song's task of grinding ink for her.

Yu Wanyin speaks little when she is reading.

Unable to get a word in edgewise and unable to bear the neglect, Rong Si suddenly grabbed Yu Wanyin's waist, lifted her up, and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Teach me."

Yu Wanyin was startled; she felt very uncomfortable being in such a public place.

She looked around and saw that the servants around her were all looking at the tasks in their hands.

Nobody was paying attention to them.

Yu Wanyin was still uneasy, "What should I teach you?"

Rong Si wouldn't let him go, saying, "Teach me to paint."

He chose a job that was more interesting than reading.

If the purpose of the writing brush and ink given by Chu Yu cannot be concealed...

Then let Yu Wanyin think of not only Chu Yu, but also him every time she uses this pen and ink.

Yu Wanyin couldn't figure out what he was thinking. "What should I draw?"

Rong Si casually picked up the pen next to him, "Lily of the Valley".

He drew a simple two-stroke sketch to show her.

It has to be said that at first glance it looks somewhat like a squid.

Yu Wanyin tried to negotiate with him, "If I teach you how to draw it, will you let me down?"

"good."

Yu Wanyin leaned slightly forward and took his hand. "Lily of the valley has white flowers, so we need to outline and paint its shape."

As she moved, soft strands of hair brushed against one side of his cheek.

It caused a slight itch.

Rong Si glanced sideways.

She probably noticed that he wasn't paying attention.

Rong Si's hand was then pinched by her.

Not too light, not too heavy.

He had to come to his senses and saw that with two light strokes on the paper, he had sketched out the lily of the valley and its branches and leaves.

The flowers and plants in her paintings all stand tall and upright, stretching out their plump petals.

Noble and refined.

Like her.

Just then, Yu Wanyin let go of her hand. "Why don't you try?"

"I can't figure it out." Rong Si knew his own limitations.

He then picked up his pen and helped Yu Wanyin enrich that delicate lily of the valley.

Fill her branches and leaves.

Besides, in Rong Si's eyes...

The lily of the valley was so pure and white that it contrasted sharply with the dark colors around it.

It looks so tempting to get it dirty.

Just like her.

Make it the same ink color as his.

As Rong Si was thinking this, unfortunately, someone came to announce from outside the courtyard, "Lord Chu has come, saying that he has important matters to discuss with the princess."

Almost as soon as a servant came to report, Yu Wanyin hurriedly tried to get out of his arms.

Rong Si had no choice but to let go and allow Yu Wanyin to sit back down.

Chu Yutong entered the courtyard, bathed in the warm morning sunlight.

He stepped forward and said, "It seems I've come at an inopportune time."

“It’s alright,” Yu Wanyin asked, “What’s the important matter?”

"It was the King who sent the message, not me who made the decision on my own." Chu Yu gestured, "The King has sent a sedan chair outside, please come in, Princess."

Rong Si leaned against the side, "Could it be that someone is falsely conveying an imperial edict?"

"How could I be like this?" Chu Yu said leisurely. "It really hurts me that Lord Rong thinks of me like this."

Rong Si's eyelids twitched.

Chu Yu's words were reasonable and well-founded, and the sedan chair was indeed waiting outside.

Yu Wanyin got up and told Rong Si, "I'll be right back. Wait for me here."

Fearing he would have a fit, she reassured him, "I just taught you; I'll check on your painting progress when we get back."

Rong Si responded with a melodious tone, "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Chu Yu, a highly provocative display of his power.

Qing Song came to escort Yu Wanyin to the sedan chair.

Chu Yu did not leave immediately; his gaze fell upon their paintings.

I saw that elegant lily of the valley.

It's obvious who did this.

Chu Yu laughed and picked up the pen he had given to Yu Wanyin. "This ink and brush are quite good."

Rong Si deliberately said, "Thank you for the gift, Marquis of Chu. When Yao Yao taught me, I found it quite useful."

"That's good." Chu Yu then put down his pen. "Lily of the valley is noble and elegant."

Chu Yu accidentally put down his brush, and the ink splashed onto the lily of the valley flower!

The dark ink marks belonging to Chu Yu began to spread, wantonly eroding the pure lily of the valley flower. "Lord Rong, you should be careful and keep a close eye on this flower."

After finishing his sentence, Chu Yu leisurely left.

Rong Si's eyebrows and eyes also darkened.

He fiddled with the brush and ink, and as if possessed, he poured out his own thick black ink.

The ink in his hand wildly invaded the flower petals and stamens.

It and another ink mark vied to invade that pure white lily of the valley.