Chapter 104 Get Out

Li Rong could feel his kisses landing on her ear and neck.

She sensitively hunched her shoulders, rejecting his advances.

She reached out to pry his arm off her waist.

Her heart was pounding wildly: "Young Master Lin."

He placed one large hand on her waist, his thumb and forefinger measuring her, his fingertips exploring her through her clothes with varying pressure.

A deep voice sounded in her ear: "Call Mingxu."

Her ear tips turned bright red, and he patiently turned her over so that she was facing him.

He asked her softly, "Rongrong doesn't want me to be close to her?"

He raised his hand to unfasten his belt: "Can you explain your reason?"

Li Rong didn't dare to look at him. With her eyes lowered, she saw his movements and quickly reached out to grab his hand as he untied his waistband.

"Today, today went by too fast."

He stopped untying his belt: "Today is a good day for us; time flies."

"I, I..."

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently pushing her back and pressing her against him.

Extremely patient.

He said, "Rongrong, don't be afraid. I'll be gentle, I'll be very gentle, and I'll make you like it."

Li Rong's mind is in a mess right now.

Since she has all the legal formalities with him, they are legally husband and wife.

It's perfectly reasonable for him to want to be close to himself.

But she just felt uneasy.

Unlike when I was sick before, I felt uneasy around strong men.

"Young Master Lin, I want to..."

"Call Mingxu."

She bit her lip and softly called out, "Mingxu~"

Her ears felt very hot.

His heart skipped a beat: "Hmm, sweetie, what's Rongrong thinking?"

"I...I want to...we consummate our marriage another day."

He loosened his grip on her slightly, lowered his head, and asked her softly.

"But what did I do wrong that made Rongrong dislike me?"

She shook her head.

"You're thinking of Junior Brother Qingbai?"

Li Rong quickly looked up at him, her eyes earnest and clear: "No, no!"

"Now that it's over, I will never have anything to do with him again!"

He asked gently, "Then for whom are you remaining chaste?"

Li Rong loudly protested, "I'm not keeping myself chaste for anyone! Nobody! Don't misunderstand!"

"Then why won't you let me touch you?"

"I...I...I'm panicking!"

He looked down at her, his eyes gentle and slightly drunk: "This is my first time too, and I'm very nervous."

Li Rong's face turned bright red, and she turned her head to look elsewhere.

He raised his hand and pulled her chin back: "You don't believe me?"

She was too ashamed to answer.

His soft laughter escaped his throat as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Give it a try."

He kissed her cheek, seeking her lips.

She instinctively tried to pull away, but he pulled her into his arms.

He lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers.

She is very gentle.

She experienced the physical sensations of being deeply kissed by a man for the first time.

A strange, tingling sensation washed over my limbs and throughout my body.

She felt flustered, but accepted his intimacy with her as her husband.

He released her, and seeing that she did not reject him, his desire deepened.

He put his arm around her, reached out with his other hand to undo her belt, and coaxed her, "Rongrong, let's give it a try."

"If you're not feeling well, I'll stop, okay?"

Li Rong's hand, which was placed on his chest, slowly tightened its grip.

However, she did not stop him from untying his belt.

She gently pressed her forehead against his chest: "When will you take me home and put my name in the family genealogy?"

Lin Xiaocong paused in his hand as he unbuckled her belt.

Then continue.

“I will take care of these things myself. I will take you back to see your grandmother in a couple of days.”

As her skirt sash came undone, he reached his large hand under her clothes and grasped her soft waist.

The soft, smooth skin in his palm made his Adam's apple bob.

He looked up, closed his eyes, and his hot, large hands explored her back, untying the straps of her bra.

With its large palm, it moves about, kneading mountains and pushing valleys.

Her reaction was somewhat stiff.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, gently comforting her.

His attack was much stronger than before.

Unable to bear it any longer, she retreated in fear.

As he chased after her, he stopped and untied his waistband.

*

Outside, Qiu Chan looked at Qiu Hui and grinned foolishly.

Inside the room, the man pinned the woman against the partition door; their clothes were disheveled, and their breaths mingled.

Unable to withstand his teasing, she clung weakly to him.

He put his arm around her waist, pressed his forehead against hers, and asked, "Rongrong, are you giving yourself to me willingly?"

Li Rong kept her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and she didn't dare to look at him at all.

He just nodded vaguely.

He kissed her red and sweet lips: "I want to hear your beautiful voice."

His eyes, devoid of their previous pretense, burned with lust as he looked at the woman in his arms, whom he could take as he pleased.

Li Rong bit her lip.

He patiently pestered her, "My dear Rong'er, are you doing this willingly?"

He kissed her face and rubbed her neck: "Will you tell me?"

He kneaded and played with her, arousing her to moan softly and bite her lip, panting.

She buried her face in shame and hummed in agreement.

He bit her earlobe, raised his hand to press against her waist, and pressed himself against her body, letting her feel his passion.

“Tell me, Mingxu, I am willing to give myself to you.”

She was taken aback by his enthusiasm.

She couldn't resist his persistent and gentle persuasion.

Finally, she shyly replied, "Ming, Mingxu, I'm willing to give myself to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to be suddenly aroused by his animalistic instincts.

He kissed her lips fiercely.

His large hands explored her without restraint.

If it encounters any obstructing fabric, it is torn apart.

A cool sensation washed over her, and Li Rong dared not open her eyes any longer.

He abused her just like he had dreamt of countless times.

She was even more alluring and tender than in my dreams.

He liked it so much, he liked everything about it.

He looked at the woman nestled in his arms, picked her up, and carried her toward the bed curtains.

On the bright red bedding, the woman with black hair and fair skin shyly covered herself with her arms and hid in the bed.

He stood by the bed, his eyes growing increasingly dark, his smile nonchalant.

He raised his hand to untie the sash of his undergarment.

The movements were extremely slow.

He relished watching her await her fate.

He said, "My dear Rong'er, you are even more beautiful than I imagined."

She bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

Her cheeks flushed a light pink from shyness.

The sunset outside was orange-red.

He removed his undergarment, revealing powerful, muscular skin.

Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with well-proportioned muscles from head to toe.

He knelt on the bed and reached out to pull the person into his arms.

Skin to skin, one soft, the other firm.

Each of them had a strange feeling in their hearts.

The bed curtains fell, and he locked her soft body beneath him.

*

Fast horses were forbidden to travel in the imperial city, and this was especially strict during the period of national mourning.

At this moment, a fast horse was galloping from the Marquis of Weiwu's residence towards Chuntang Garden.

The man on horseback was Chen Gao, the commander of the Northern Imperial Guards.

*

Behind the bed curtains, she was still somewhat afraid of his body, and her body was very tense.

Lin Xiaocong patiently coaxed her.

“My dear Rong’er, it’s only right and proper for you to give it to your husband.”

"My dear Rong'er, don't be afraid, I will always be gentle."

"My dear Rong'er, relax. Yes, that's it."

Her feet were clenched together, her toes twitching nervously.

He tried everything to please her.

Her interlocked feet were forced apart.

His patience had reached its limit, and he gripped her waist with his large hand.

"My dear Rong'er, don't be afraid."

Sweat dripped from his forehead as he lifted her waist and pulled her into his arms.

When hardness and softness try to entangle.

The door was pounded on loudly.

Qiu Chan's loud cry rang out: "Young Master, something has happened in the palace!"

Lin Xiaocong was so angry he wanted to kill someone.

To hell with the palace in turmoil!

Get the hell out of here!!!

He was panting, his face contorted with barely suppressed desire.

The woman beneath him.

Her eyes and brows are blooming with the colors of spring, just waiting for someone to come and pluck them.

He tried to have it again.

He dared not be too rough, fearing that the shock might cause her illness, which had been so hard to cure, to relapse.

However, he only had a wealth of theoretical knowledge but lacked practical experience.

In addition, she was startled by the loud banging on the door.

The body, which had just relaxed, tensed up again...

"Young Master, the Crown Prince has been assassinated and is in critical condition. Commander Chen is personally escorting you to his rescue!"

The cicadas outside were frantic with worry.

"The horses are ready, Qiu Hui has gone to fetch the medicine box."

The door was pounded on so hard it was deafening.

"Young master! We must not delay!"

Bang bang bang!

Qiu Chan pounded on the door with a pained expression.

I feel like I'm not far from death.

"male……"

The door was opened.

Lin Xiaocong tied his clothes as he walked out.

A sliver of orange-red sunlight illuminated the radiant smile on his face.

The last time he laughed like that was at the Qingtang Teahouse, in front of Cao Guangli.

Then he blocked Cao Guangli on his way off duty.

That day, he broke Cao Guangli's leg, and Cao Guangli left a small, sharp wound on his cheek.

Yesterday, he tied up Cao Guangli again and sent him to the bed of Hua Yang, who had a crush on him.

In this capital city, there are very few people who dare to provoke him.

This time, let him see who dares to ruin Lin Qi's plans.

*

Inside the room, under the bed curtains.

Li Rong raised her hand to cover her face.

Young Master Lin... no.

He is now her husband.

"Mingxu".

She pondered the name and felt that it was the right name for him.

After the government completed the record-keeping, the couple had a brief chat.

She's feeling really strange right now.

Unconsciously, she moved Lin Xiaocong's place closer to her heart.

She is his legal wife, and she will live a good life with him from now on.

She raised her hand to cover her face and secretly smiled.

Her husband is really handsome.

She is also gentle.

Before leaving, I said something to her.

'My dear Rong'er, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you doubly next time.'

How embarrassing!

After the initial passion subsided, Li Rong couldn't help but shiver.

It's a very strange feeling.

She rubbed her arms and raised her hand to pull the bed curtains, but the curtains were suddenly pulled up.

She and Qiu Hui locked eyes.

Li Rong raised her arm to cover her front.

But out of the corner of my eye, I noticed red marks on my arm.

With a lowered gaze, every place within sight was marked.

Her face flushed red instantly, and she coughed, saying, "Please step back, I can put it on myself."

Qiu Hui handed over a bathrobe, her eyes glancing at Li Rong's arm as she braced herself against the bed; the mark of virginity was still there.

She understood why the young master had smiled so brightly when he left.

Her expression remained unchanged: "Would Madam like to wash up?"

This title is too unusual.

This gave Li Rong a sense of belonging: "Mmm."

Qiu Hui then went to prepare water.

Li Rong quickly put on her bathrobe.

By the time I finished washing up, it was already dark.

Li Rong wanted to go back to Qingqiao Alley, so Qiu Hui drove her there.

*

Arrived at the Li family's house.

When Li's mother saw that Li Rong had changed into a dress, her eyelids twitched.

She pulled Li Rong back into the room and rolled up her sleeves.

She still had her virginity mark.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he noticed suspicious marks on her arm and looked at his daughter with suspicion.

Li Rong held up the box in her hand, her smile radiant: "Mother, look!"

Successfully diverted Li's mother's attention.

After seeing the three books and official documents in the box that bore the official seal, Li's mother felt much more at ease.

She instructed, "After the official documents are approved, you must also have your name added to the family genealogy and announced to the entire clan."

“I told him, and he said he would take care of it.”

"We need to do it as soon as possible."

Lin Xiaocong had performed so well that the Li family mother and daughter trusted him quite a bit.

Li's mother asked again, "When are you moving in?"

"I don't know. He went to the palace today and didn't mention it."

Li's mother, having been through similar experiences, said: "He definitely wants you to move there as soon as possible."

Li Rong's cheeks flushed slightly: "Let's pick an auspicious day to move later."

Although she's not afraid of him getting close to her now, she's not...

When things get exciting, you get carried away; when things calm down, you feel uncertain.

I don't know what happened.

She wanted to take it slow.

Li's mother: "That's what I think too."

"It can't be just any day; we have to pick a good one."

Li Han shouted loudly from outside, "Dinner's ready!"

Li Rong then carefully put the box away in the cabinet and went out with her mother to have a meal with her family.

Mr. Li drank alcohol today.

He was extremely satisfied with Lin Xiaocong, a son-in-law who was both talented and handsome, and whom you couldn't find even with a lantern.

There is joy in the home, and the atmosphere is pleasant.

*

River island, Zhou Mansion, Fanghua Garden.

Li Qu and Zhou Jin were also having a meal, and the atmosphere was equally pleasant.

She placed a shrimp on Zhou Jin's plate.

She said in a gentle voice, "Husband, try this."

"Sweet and delicious."

Li Qu is a man of action.

Once she makes a decision, she will put it into action.

The warmth in Zhou Jin's eyes and brows was impossible to conceal.

Since he won her back, she has never taken the initiative to get close to him.

He handed her the plate of fish meat, which he had removed the bones from, after he had placed it there.

"Eat more, don't worry about me."

Li Qu looked at her hands with a troubled expression.

"I don't want to get involved, but I have to follow my heart."

She then placed another chopstickful of watercress, which he liked to eat.

Zhou Jin listened, then smiled and leaned back in his chair to look at her.

Her voice was still a little hoarse, but the swelling in her eyes had subsided after applying a cold compress with a chilled spoon.

Her features were gentle, and she had a smile on her lips.

Because of her change in attitude, the distance between them unconsciously narrowed, bringing them closer together.

She smiled at him and said, "I know I'm a feast for the eyes, but I only care about satisfying my eyes, not my stomach."

Zhou Jin looked away.

He suppressed the sweet feeling in his heart and ate his meal seriously.

He picked up the shrimp she had placed on his plate and put it in his mouth.

Chewing and savoring it, the taste is fresh and sweet, a thousand times better than the shrimp we usually eat.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that she was staring at him.

After swallowing her food, she turned her head and asked, "Why aren't you eating?"

Li Qu leaned slightly closer to him.

They made a gesture as if they were about to whisper something.

Seeing this, he turned slightly and leaned closer to her: "What's wrong..."

She pecked him on the cheek.

The rest of his words died in his throat.

She straightened up and looked at him with a smile: "My husband is as handsome as jade."

"I couldn't resist giving it a kiss."

"I hope my husband won't be angry."

Hearts floated in the dining room.

Zhou Jin felt a surge of happiness.

Unable to suppress the smile on his lips, he casually picked up the teacup beside him and brought it to his mouth.

Cui Guo exclaimed in surprise, "Third Master, that cup is just water for rinsing your mouth!"

"The teacup is on the left!"

Zhou Jin calmly changed his cup, picked up the teacup, and took a sip: "I didn't notice."

Li Qu covered her mouth and laughed.

The servants around them couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He did not reprimand him, but took a sip of tea and put down the teacup.

He leaned back in his chair and laughed along with them.

The candlelight was gentle, and his smile was warm and casual, yet it also exuded an air of unapproachability.

*

After finishing his meal, Zhou Jin went to Mianxiao Residence to handle urgent political matters.

After Li Qu returned from her walk in the garden.

Then they went to the west study.

She sat down at her desk and picked out two sheets of pinyin paper from the ones she had written on earlier.

The above is a SWOT analysis diagram.

One photo is about Zhou Jin, and the other is about herself.

Compare the two images side by side.

Zhou Jin has a lot of advantages.

She is in a very disadvantageous position.

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable.

The final conclusion is:

If he is unwilling to treat her as an equal, he is her only passive destination with no way out at present.

If he is willing to respect her as an equal, he will be her in this era of strict male hierarchy.

A marriage partner who is hard to come by.

Nowadays, respect is equated with social status and is related to social class.

Her ideal marital relationship is one where two people of the same social class, who are well-matched, respect each other, work together, and manage their family together.

Like my eldest sister, a life of wealth and stability is enough.

Therefore, she could hide her face and live a low-key life.

As for not getting married? That's impossible.

It is not allowed by law.

In this era, widows without children were required to remarry.

But now, in situations where families are not of equal social standing and the couple is mismatched.

Zhou Jin was still willing to back down and show her respect.

For her, this is even more precious.

Her fingertips traced the list of his advantages on the paper.

Thinking of his smiling face during dinner.

A smile played on his lips: "He is as handsome as jade, and as dashing as an immortal."

"It's okay for a man to be a little bigger."

*

She spread the papers out again.

Grind the ink, pick up the brush, dip it in ink, and write.

If you want to have a long and stable life with him, love is the foundation.

Only by laying a solid foundation can a family be secure.

'My lord, shall I lull you to sleep?'