Chapter 65 His sister-in-law fell in love with him.

The carriage walls were shattered by an external force, exposing the four people inside to the cold night wind. The horses were startled, and no matter how the coachman pulled, it was to no avail.

Zhou Ru's screams were shrill and piercing, and the black-feathered arrowhead gleamed with a chilling light in the darkness.

Jiang Ninghui trembled uncontrollably from the cold wind, her face and lips turning icy pale from its harshness.

She heard Pei Duo's voice.

They also heard the approaching sound of horses' hooves.

Before she could look around for Pei Duo, an arm brimming with immense power swept across her waist.

The young man pulled her into his arms, catching the frail, trembling woman who had fallen onto the carriage. He then leaped up and carried her to the back of his tall, handsome horse. His large hands cupped Jiang Ninghui's cheeks, letting her face rest against his chest.

"I'm late, I'm sorry to have startled you, sister-in-law."

Pei Duo's clear and gentle voice was incredibly soothing in the howling night wind, calming Jiang Ninghui's frightened and uneasy heart.

His cold lips pressed against her brow and eyelids.

Gently rub against her, soothing her.

Unlike his icy lips, his palms were burning hot, pressing against her cold cheeks.

His embrace was broad and warm, and his heart beat strongly.

Those arms stubbornly and forcefully pulled her into their embrace, pressing her body tightly against him.

She was almost suffocating in Pei Duo's large embrace.

Pei Duo had held her countless times, but each time, she felt nothing but fear and resistance. She never had any other thoughts, only that the two of them were acting improperly and against the principles of ethics. So she only thought about escaping Pei Duo's embrace and getting as far away as possible.

This time, however, she felt no fear, no resistance, no sense of ethics or propriety, only a wave of peace and relief at surviving a disaster.

She didn't expect Pei Duo to actually come.

He really found her!

Every time, they found her and rescued her.

A strange and unfamiliar ripple suddenly stirred in her heart. Jiang Ninghui didn't understand what this feeling was. She only knew that at this moment she didn't want to leave Pei Duo's embrace, didn't want him to let her go. She needed this strong embrace to dispel the fear in her heart.

Jiang Ninghui was afraid that Pei Duo would suddenly let go of her.

I fear that I will once again be plunged into the dark, cold night, feeling utterly alone and helpless.

She stretched out her slender, trembling arms and stiffly and laboriously hugged Pei Duo's strong, lean waist. Her thin, straight arms gradually tightened, and she pressed her face even closer to Pei Duo's chest.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in Jiang Ninghui's almond-shaped eyes. Her fear and lingering dread seemed to have found an outlet, and she cried her heart out in his arms.

She almost died.

Moreover, he was buried with another dead person.

If Pei Duo hadn't found her, she couldn't bear to imagine how she would have slowly endured death in that stinking, cramped coffin.

Jiang Ninghui hugged him even tighter, her tears quickly soaking the young man's chest.

Pei Duo gently rubbed his chin against the woman's porcelain-white forehead, silently comforting her and letting her cry to vent her emotions.

The young man raised his eyes, his dark pupils staring menacingly at something not far away.

The carriage has been taken over by his men.

Those who hurt, controlled, or touched their sister-in-law are all here.

The young man lowered his eyes and glanced at Jiang Ninghui's red wedding dress.

The more I look at it, the more it gets on my nerves.

That bitch Zhou Ru deserves to die.

He never even dressed his sister-in-law in a wedding gown, yet she dared to dress her in one for that dead good-for-nothing, and even dared to dream of arranging a ghost marriage for her brother and sister-in-law!

Killing this person wouldn't be enough to vent my anger.

"Young Master Pei, the carriage has arrived."

The man behind him spurred his horse and rode up to Pei Duo's side, head bowed and eyes lowered, not daring to look at the woman in Pei Duo's arms.

Pei Duo: "Is everything prepared in the carriage?"

The man said, "Everything has been prepared as instructed by Young Master Pei."

A carriage approached from afar, its carriage magnificent and imposing. The driver was a young coachman dressed in black riding and archery attire. He brought the carriage to a stop, dismounted, and respectfully bowed to Pei Duo: "Young Master Pei."

Not far away, Zhou Ru finally recovered from the excruciating pain.

But with a black-feathered arrow stuck in both of her forearms, she had no choice but to hold her hands up and couldn't move them.

Blood from her forearm stained her sleeve and dripped onto the thin layer of snow, instantly soaking the ground. She was in so much pain that sweat beaded on her forehead and she trembled all over. Hearing a commotion in the distance, she looked up and saw several lanterns lit up in the distance. Pei Duo, who had arrived at some point, picked up Jiang Ninghui, dismounted her horse, and put her into the carriage.

Zhou Ru gritted her teeth in hatred, her eyes seemingly filled with venom as she stared hatefully at the lowered thick carriage curtain.

How exactly did Pei Duo find this place?

Even if he were incredibly resourceful, he couldn't possibly have guessed that she was the one who captured Jiang Ninghui!

It's even more impossible that they would know about the Zhou family's ancestral graves here!

Zhou Ru was filled with hatred!

That woman was just a country bumpkin, so how did she catch Pei Duo's eye and make him love and cherish her so much!

The sharp pain in her arm made Zhou Ru suddenly realize something terrible: she had fallen into Pei Duo's hands and might not survive! No! She was the wife of the prefect of Longchang County. Even if Pei Duo had connections and power, he shouldn't kill her, the prefect's wife.

This time, it was Zhou Ru who was terrified.

The charcoal fire burning inside the carriage gradually dispelled the chill from Jiang Ninghui's body, and her emotions calmed down considerably. However, she remained nestled in Pei Duo's arms without looking up. Once her mind settled and reason returned, she felt ashamed of her current situation.

Realizing she was sitting on Pei Duo's lap, tears soaked a large area of ​​his shirt.

And she was still holding Pei Duo's waist with both hands...

Jiang Ninghui curled her fingertips and carefully released the young man's waist, pulling her hands back to her front and placing them uneasily on her lap. Her little movements were all seen by the young man. Pei Duo lifted Jiang Ninghui's head, which was buried in his arms, forcing this cowardly sister-in-law out of her shell and facing him directly.

Jiang Ninghui's red, swollen almond-shaped eyes were thus exposed to Pei Duo's gaze.

For some reason, she didn't want Pei Duo to see her like this.

So he turned his head away, trying to avoid it.

But the young man forcefully pinched her cheeks, rendering her unable to move and forcing her to let him 'admire' her.

"Are you still afraid, sister-in-law?"

The young man spoke gently, his deep eyes calmly looking at her.

Jiang Ninghui lowered her eyelashes, her soft voice slightly nasal from crying: "I'm not afraid anymore."

She paused for a moment, then said with sincere gratitude, "Young Master Pei, thank you for saving me again."

Pei Duo: "Sister-in-law, you were calling my name just now, weren't you? Why aren't you calling me now?"

That's really rare.

Having known his sister-in-law for a year, this was the first time she had ever hugged him and called him by his full name.

He liked it very much.

However, after calming down, his sister-in-law became like a coward, unwilling to face him directly.

Jiang Ninghui remained silent; her mind was a jumbled mess, her thoughts in turmoil.

She was thinking about what the prefect's wife had said—that Pei Duo held a high position and wielded great power.

Like her husband, he grew up in Xiping Village. Uncle Pei and Aunt Xie—Jiang Ninghui—suddenly remembered that her parents-in-law had said that every year, several distinguished guests would come to the Pei family. Not only were their carriages luxurious, but they were also dressed in the finest fabrics that Qingping Town had never seen before, and they were accompanied by guards with knives.

Could it be that those nobles have some connection with the Pei family? Is that why the Prefect's wife said that Pei Duo holds a high position and wields great power?

Before she could think it through, a sudden weight pressed against her lips, and Pei Duo's handsome and refined face loomed close.

He held her lips in his mouth, parted her teeth, and entwined his tongue with hers, swallowing and biting it.

The young man's kisses were sometimes heavy and sometimes light.

His tongue plunged deep inside, stirring the walls of her mouth, drawing out her saliva, and even swallowing her breath along with it.

Jiang Ninghui felt dizzy and short of breath.

She collapsed into his arms, letting him do whatever he wanted.

The young man's embrace was warm and generous, and the heat of his body seeped through his clothes to her. Jiang Ninghui's soft hands, which were resting on her legs, curled up involuntarily, and her chin tilted back, as she was forced to endure Pei Duo's frenzied plunder.

Since moving to Longchang County, Pei Duo has been hugging and kissing her almost every day, taking advantage of her every opportunity. All she can do is resist, avoid him, feel resentment, guilt, and unease towards her husband.

This time, Jiang Ninghui felt a sensation she had never experienced before.

That feeling is hard to describe.

It was as if an invisible hand was gently stroking her from the top of her head, gliding inch by inch over her ear tips, cheeks, and neck, and then meandering down... bringing waves of indescribable tingling sensations, a feeling she had never experienced before.

Even when she shared a room with her husband, it never happened.

It's so unfamiliar.

Jiang Ninghui felt uneasy and flustered because of the unfamiliarity.

In a panic, she raised her hand to push against Pei Duo's chest, but her hand touched the young man's damp clothes; it was her tears that had soaked his clothes.

Pei Duo did not let her off the hook. Instead, he pressed her hand down with his chest and forcefully plundered the saliva from her mouth.

The young man held her lower lip in his mouth.

Lick | Suck.

He is very gentle.

Pei Duo tasted it again and again.

Jiang Ninghui was so overwhelmed by his advances that she was in a daze, her body limp, and her almond-shaped eyes were wet with tears, looking incredibly pitiful.

Pei Duo was captivated by Jiang Ninghui's passionate and aroused appearance at that moment.

She became like this because of him.

His sister-in-law seemed to be moved by his touch.

To confirm his suspicions, the young man lifted the wedding dress, which was stained with blood.

The wedding dress trailed on the ground, its brocade flowers blooming in profusion.

While Jiang Ninghui was in a daze, she suddenly felt her wedding dress, which was draped over her knees, fall to the ground.

And two slender, straight legs—

It felt instantly chilly.

The glowing embers cast shadowy reflections on the carriage, while the lamps on the table illuminated it as bright as day. Jiang Ninghui could clearly see Pei Duo's jade-colored sleeves piled up at her waist, contrasting beautifully with her red wedding dress.

And that jade-like finger bone—

It hit Jiang Ninghui's most vulnerable spot.

Jiang Ninghui's expression changed, and before she could dodge, Pei Duo had already left.

The young man raised his hand.

All that could be seen was that the fair, bony fingers were dripping wet.

Instantly, Jiang Ninghui's face turned as red as the sun, filled with shame and embarrassment.

That place, apart from the young master, has never been touched by anyone else.

But today, it was invaded by Pei Duo without any warning!

Jiang Ninghui hurriedly pulled up her skirt, trying to escape, but Pei Duo pressed her waist down. The young man's dark pupils were filled with laughter, which made his handsome face even more alluring and seductive.

He leaned down and chuckled in her ear.

"Has my sister-in-law fallen for me?"

"Shh." The young man stopped Jiang Ninghui from refuting him: "The evidence is right in front of you, sister-in-law, so don't try to deny it."

Pei Duo's smile, whether in his eyes or his tone, was genuine.

Jiang Ninghui's heart was pounding violently. The cold she had felt just moments before was now replaced by an intense heat. She pressed her knees together tightly, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes, wishing she could hide under the carriage. At this moment, all fear, worry, and apprehension vanished from her mind; only endless shame overwhelmed her.

Pei Duo: "Sister-in-law, admit it, you actually really like it when I kiss you."

"whether?"

Jiang Ninghui couldn't dodge or escape, so she could only cover her face with her hands in a pathetic manner and shake her head to deny it: "No, no!"

Pei Duo: "Little liar."

He added, "Of all your features, my sister-in-law, this little mouth is the least pleasing."

A strange voice suddenly came from outside: "Young Master Pei, the magistrate of Longchang County has arrived."

Pei Duo pinched Jiang Ninghui's two slender white wrists with two fingers and pulled them down, revealing the woman's powdered face completely to the young man's dark pupils.

It was the first time he had seen his sister-in-law wearing makeup.

She is beautiful, but it doesn't suit her.

My sister-in-law looks most beautiful when she's without makeup.

She didn't need any embellishment, dressing up, or heavy makeup; she only needed to stand there simply to captivate his soul.

Jiang Ninghui felt extremely ashamed under Pei Duo's gaze.

She lowered her head, drooping her eyelashes as she tried her best to hide her helplessness and nervousness.

Looking at her beautiful, rosy face, Pei Duo spoke gently, "Would you like to come out with me, sister-in-law?"

Jiang Ninghui shook her head without hesitation.

The young man lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead: "In that case, sister-in-law, please rest in the carriage first. I will come and take you home after I have finished dealing with this."

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Author's Note: There's a red envelope in this chapter! [Sprinkling flowers]

This storyline is over, and it'll be almost time to switch maps and head to Kyoto.