Chapter 48. Pei Duo: Sister-in-law, where can you run to? ...

Suddenly, they glimpsed Young Master Pei's secret, and then, quite unfortunately, they bumped into Young Master Pei himself.

Jiang Ninghui nearly fainted from fright.

She didn't understand why Young Master Pei wanted to paint her portrait.

And they are all... portraits of people wearing only undergarments.

If it is said that Young Master Pei harbors feelings for her...

Jiang Ninghui couldn't believe it at all.

Young Master Pei is exceptionally talented and handsome, with an immeasurable future. How could such a brilliant and talented man possibly covet a mere woman?

But she couldn't find any other reason why Young Master Pei would paint her portrait.

As Young Master Pei drew ever closer, the faint scent of cedarwood emanating from him broke through her clothes, seeping into every inch of her body. With each breath, her nostrils were filled with the fragrance of cedarwood emanating from Young Master Pei.

He domineeringly and forcefully bound her.

Jiang Ninghui's back was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and her palms were also covered with a sticky layer of sweat.

She had never been so afraid of Young Master Pei as she was at this moment.

In her eyes, Young Master Pei was a gentle and polite gentleman, a man of refined character and upright conduct. She never imagined that he would secretly draw an extremely explicit portrait of her and then display it in public.

Those paintings were always right under her nose.

Over the past six months, she has watched the paintings in her painting box grow from one to two, three, four... all of them are portraits of her.

Young Master Pei guessed that she wouldn't rummage through his belongings, which is why he was so bold as to leave the portraits out in the open.

Jiang Ninghui suddenly remembered the day she came to the room to bring hot tea to Young Master Pei.

That night, Young Master Pei stood at the table, holding a brush and painting.

The drawing depicts her eyes, eyebrows, and the outline of her nose.

At that time, she felt it was inappropriate to stay in Young Master Pei's room, and it would be extremely impolite to peep at Young Master Pei painting, so she turned around and left.

Thinking back on it now, a chill ran down Jiang Ninghui's spine.

If she had left half an hour later that night...

Just a quarter of an hour.

Wouldn't she be able to watch as Young Master Pei draws her completely?!

Jiang Ninghui was forced to retreat step by step, her fragile shoulders and neck almost stretched into an extremely thin line. Her slender and thin body trembled slightly in the warm yellow candlelight. She clenched her pale fingertips, and her lower lip, which was being tortured by her own teeth, glistened with moisture.

She gazed into Pei Gongzi's dark, inky eyes, her soul gripped by the unfathomable darkness within them.

Those eyes seemed to transform into countless invisible hands.

They climbed up her calves and behind her knees.

He climbed up to her legs.

Lower abdomen, arms.

It climbed all over her body.

Grab her, hold her tight, bind her!

They caressed her without restraint, forcing her to look directly at their owner.

Jiang Ninghui's breathing became increasingly rapid, and her chest ached from the violent beating of her heart.

Don't come any closer.

Please, Young Master Pei... don't come any closer!

Jiang Ninghui was forced deep into the room, her back about to slam into the wardrobe door.

The young man smiled at her; his handsome and refined appearance was extremely attractive.

But the smile on his face was extremely chilling.

Jiang Ninghui had never seen him smile like that before.

At this moment, Jiang Ninghui felt utterly unfamiliar and terrified by Pei Duo's presence.

She wanted to escape.

I want to escape far away.

She had a vague feeling that if she didn't escape, she would be imprisoned by the person in front of her.

Pei Duo stopped two steps away from Jiang Ninghui.

He looked at her, feigning ignorance: "What's wrong with you tonight, sister-in-law? You seem afraid of me?"

Jiang Ninghui feigned composure, clenching her fists tightly, suppressing the tremor in her throat, and gently shook her head: "No...no, I'm afraid Young Master Pei must have...misread it."

The young man's tone was light and cheerful: "Oh? Is that so?"

He then asked, "But I see that my sister-in-law seems to be trembling. It's June, the hot season, the weather should be hot and dry, why is she trembling?"

Jiang Ninghui's lips trembled: "I...I'm hot."

The young man seemed to understand, his dark pupils staring straight at her, giving Jiang Ning a sudden sense of dread, as if she were being watched by a venomous snake.

The chill seemed to seep into the hem of her clothes.

The cold, slippery snake's body slithered along her back, pondering where to give her a bite.

Jiang Ninghui almost fainted from fright.

Pei Duo slowly tucked the letter into his sleeve, still smiling as he looked at her: "What are you doing in my room, sister-in-law?"

Jiang Ninghui quickly said, "Sister Mu and I have finished embroidering the sachets, packed them in a bundle, and are bringing them over to Young Master Pei."

Pei Duo nodded calmly: "Did you see something, sister-in-law?"

He took a step closer, and his handsome face became slightly larger in front of Jiang Ninghui.

Jiang Ninghui's breath hitched, and she almost immediately shook her head in denial: "I... I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!"

"oh?"

A wicked smile crept into the young man's eyes as he glanced back at the painting box on the pear blossom table.

It has been touched by someone.

Furthermore, the scrolls inside are placed in a different position than before.

The young man looked at Jiang Ninghui again, a chilling smile spreading across his handsome, thin lips: "I have a feeling that the painting box has been touched."

Seeing her sister-in-law's expression freeze for a moment, and hearing her breath almost stop, I felt a chill run through me.

Pei Duo's smile grew even more alluring.

My sister-in-law is too naive.

A single sentence could drive her to a mental breakdown.

Such an honest and easy-to-bully sister-in-law, if she fell into the hands of someone else, I don't know how she would be tortured.

The young man stood tall with his shoulders lowered, his gaze level with Jiang Ninghui's: "Sister-in-law, have you touched the painting box? Have you seen—the paintings in the painting box?"

Jiang Ninghui shook her head repeatedly, her bright eyes already moist.

She kept shaking her head in denial: "I haven't touched it, nor have I looked at the painting...the painting in the painting box! There isn't one!"

Pei Duo: "It's a pity. I was thinking that if my sister-in-law saw this painting, she could give me some feedback."

Jiang Ninghui was filled with fear, shame, and anger!

How could Young Master Pei be so shameless?

He secretly drew an explicit portrait of her and even wanted her to comment on it.

She simply couldn't believe it.

She couldn't reconcile the person before her with the polite and well-mannered Young Master Pei she knew before.

"sister in law."

The young man straightened up and looked down at her with a smile.

He was laughing so much tonight.

But that smile was just too eerie.

He said, "Now is the time to seize the opportunity. Why don't I spread the painting on the table and ask my sister-in-law for her opinion?"

Jiang Ninghui felt as if she had been hit on the head with a stick.

She shook her head in fear.

No!

Absolutely not!

If the painting hadn't been unrolled, she could still have pretended to be stupid.

If things were to unfold, the last veil between her and Young Master Pei would be completely torn away!

Jiang Ninghui shook her head, about to refuse, when she saw that Young Master Pei had already turned around and walked to the pear blossom table, and actually took out a painting from the painting box and spread it on the table.

The tall, handsome young man stood before the desk, nodding slightly at her, his refined features revealing an unprecedented wickedness.

"Sister-in-law, come and appreciate the painting with me."

This is insane!

Young Master Pei must be insane!

No!

He must be sick!

Otherwise, why would he paint her explicit pictures and then invite her to appreciate them together?

He must be possessed by a Rakshasa demon!

right!

That must be it!

Otherwise, how could the perfect and flawless Young Master Pei have coveted a woman like her and even committed such a vile act!

Once this thought took hold in her mind, the more she looked at Young Master Pei, the more he seemed to be possessed by a demon!

She moved aside and walked towards the door.

She avoided Pei Duo, never looking at the painting.

She was getting closer and closer to Pei Duo, and closer and closer to the door. In just a few more steps, she would be able to escape this house that filled her with terror and fear!

Pei Duo stared intently at Jiang Ninghui, his dark pupils gripping her and following her.

The young man's eyes were dark and deep, he remained silent and still, his eyelids unblinking.

He tapped the painting lightly with his knuckles, watching with a smile as she evaded reality like a turtle hiding its head in the sand.

"This painting is beautiful."

"Sister-in-law, are you really not going to watch it?"

He grasped the scroll and picked it up. The entire painting instantly unfurled and stood upright, facing Jiang Ninghui.

Jiang Ninghui closed her eyes, turned around, and fled outside!

I didn't see it.

I didn't see it!

She didn't see anything!

Pei Duo watched the woman disappear through the doorway, then glanced down at the portrait.

Such a beautiful portrait.

His sister-in-law, however, did not enjoy it with him.

What a pity.

However, since my sister-in-law has already seen it, it's not too much of a pity.

The courtyard was quiet, bathed in the clear moonlight.

Jiang Ninghui stood under the eaves, still shaken. A cold sweat broke out on her body as the evening breeze blew.

Young Master Pei was terrifying just now.

That's terrifying.

She has been afraid of too many things and too many people since she was a child.

But never before had she felt such fear as she did now. The fear didn't come from the bottom of her heart, but crawled out from the depths of her soul and seeped through her bones.

How could such a good young master Pei suddenly become like this?

Jiang Ninghui suddenly shuddered.

She suddenly remembered that on the eve of the New Year, she, her husband, and Young Master Pei returned to the town.

She went to Pei Gongzi's room to help him light the charcoal fire and inadvertently saw a pair of eyes drawn on the Xuan paper.

At that time, Young Master Pei asked her if her eyes were beautiful.

She said it was beautiful.

That happened last year.

It turns out it was so early.

Jiang Ninghui entered the room in a daze, sat blankly on the edge of the tatami, her mind a complete mess.

She didn't know what to do next, or how to get along with Young Master Pei openly in the future.

She couldn't pretend that nothing had happened.

They are even less able to remain calm.

Zhao Zhixue pulled his thoughts away from the book and noticed that Jiang Ninghui's expression was somewhat unusual. Despite the hot weather, her face was pale.

Zhao Zhixue closed the book, got up, walked to Jiang Ninghui's side and sat down. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, asking in a low voice, "Wife, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Ninghui snapped out of her daze and looked up at her husband who was holding her.

Suddenly, all the fear and panic seemed to find an outlet, rushing out and impacting her entire body. She turned around and hugged Zhao Zhixue, burying her face in his chest, biting her lip hard to suppress the sobs that were about to escape her lips.

She was afraid.

I'm really scared.

She didn't know why Young Master Pei treated her this way. She was afraid that one day, Young Master Pei would do something evil to her, just like that night when he was under the influence of an aphrodisiac.

It was something she hadn't expected that Young Master Pei would have designs on her.

She still finds it utterly absurd.

But she couldn't find a reasonable explanation to justify Pei Gongzi's act of painting her explicit portrait.

Zhao Zhixue hugged Jiang Ninghui tightly, stroking her back gently with his palm.

"My wife, what's wrong with you?"

He rarely saw his wife hug him and rely on him like this.

Jiang Ninghui shook her head silently in his arms. After calming down, she said that she was still scared when she thought about the hardships her parents had endured after being captured by bandits. Zhao Zhixue's eyes turned gloomy. He patted Jiang Ninghui's shoulder and did not want to mention the matter again: "It's all in the past. Don't be afraid."

Jiang Ninghui nodded gently: "I understand."

She went out to fetch water and came back to wash up, but she still couldn't hide her fear. She walked behind Zhao Zhixue, who was still reading, and massaged his shoulders and neck. After thinking it over for a long time, she whispered, "My lord, could we... find a new courtyard and move out?"

Zhao Zhixue was slightly taken aback and turned to look at her: "Why does my wife suddenly want to move out?"

How could Jiang Ninghui tell her husband the truth?

If we were to speak out, it would be tantamount to putting Pei Duo in the spotlight, ruining his future, and bringing shame upon Uncle Pei and Aunt Xie.

Pei Duo was completely wrong in this matter.

But his kindness to her was genuine.

He saved her time and time again, helped her time and time again, and she remembered all these kindnesses in her heart.

She couldn't let this one mistake plunge Pei Duo into utter ruin.

Jiang Ninghui dared not look into her husband's eyes, her soft voice barely audible: "I just feel that sharing a small courtyard with another man makes it inconvenient to have many secrets with my husband and me."

After speaking, her cheeks flushed and her ear tips turned red, and she was quite embarrassed to say it: "For example, when I share a room with my husband, I am always afraid that the young master Pei next door will hear us. I am always careful and cautious, which makes it difficult for my husband to feel comfortable. If we move away from here and find a quiet place where it is just the two of us, I will no longer have any concerns."

Zhao Zhixue was quite surprised that these words came from the mouth of his dull and pedantic wife.

He had hardly ever seen his wife's charming and alluring side in bed.

Only that one night, the wife was particularly sensitive.

He touched her, and her eyes welled up with tears.

It aroused his blood to boil.

Zhao Zhixue longed to see his wife be bold, unrestrained, passionate, and completely accept him.

If you calculate the time, they haven't had sex for three months.

Zhao Zhixue patted her hand: "Then let it be as you wish, my lady. When you have free time these next few days, go out with Sister-in-law Hu to inquire about suitable courtyards. They don't need to be too nice, just enough to shelter you from the wind and rain. Also, it would be best if they were close to this courtyard, so that I can easily come and discuss some academic matters with Brother Pei at any time."

Jiang Ninghui nodded, the worry in her eyes finally fading somewhat: "Okay."

She thought that the only solution was to move out.

After moving out, I won't have to see Young Master Pei every day.

Given time, Young Master Pei will probably forget about her.

The couple's conversation could be heard through the thin wall next door.

Pei Duo stood tall and elegant by the window, with a black, gold-plated, openwork box on the table.

The box was opened, and inside were three embroidered little garments of different colors.

The windows were wide open, letting in the sultry, humid night air.

The young man lowered his eyelids, raised his hand to close the wooden box, and a sinister sneer appeared in his dark eyes.

Look.

My sister-in-law is so kind.

Even after all he's done, she still helps him cover up his evil deeds in front of that good-for-nothing.

What a wonderful sister-in-law.

But this wonderful sister-in-law wants to run away.

She even took her good-for-nothing husband and fled to another place so that they could indulge in lovemaking without any worries.

Pei Duo grasped the scroll laid out on the table and slowly rolled it up.

Those almond-shaped eyes, brimming with spring tides of emotion, were gradually swallowed up by the scroll.

sister in law--

Where can you run to?

Even if you want to escape, you have to see if you can actually escape.

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Author's note: Update before 7 PM tomorrow! [Sprinkling flowers]