Chapter 65: I had a messy dream all night.

I had a lot of messy dreams all night.

It was already bright outside when Yun Yang got up. The sky outside the window was gray and there was a rustling sound of light rain.

Yun Yang felt dizzy as he got out of bed. He calmed down, opened the door, and saw Xue Yu standing at the bottom of the stone steps with his hands behind his back.

He didn't know how long he had been standing there. The autumn colors were like fog, the water was thin and the stones were cold, the forests were dyed with colors, and the drizzle between heaven and earth was heavy and chaotic. His hair was wet, and there was a light blue under his eyes, and his silver-gray silk shirt was also mottled.

Xue Yu looked up and saw that she had long, black hair, a pale face, and cheeks as bright as clouds. She looked completely different from the bleakness of autumn and looked gorgeous and lively.

He walked over, took her hand and led her into the inner room. "It's getting cold, and it's raining. Be careful not to catch a cold."

He was so well-dressed, with a graceful demeanor and the appearance of a gentleman. Yun Yang could not believe that the strong and lingering kiss last night came from the noble young man in front of her.

He bit and sucked on her lips, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't push him away. Later, she bit him hard, and the taste of blood permeated between their lips and teeth, but he sucked it all into his throat.

The maid brought breakfast dishes one by one. Xue Yu looked at her sideways. She kept her eyebrows lowered, her eyelashes were long, and her cheeks, earlobes, and neck were all abnormally flushed.

He couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, but she immediately dodged as if she was burned.

Xue Yu's hand, which was suspended in mid-air, moved to tidy up her hair, then touched her head and said, "Eat your meal in peace."

The meal was eaten in silence, and no one spoke.

He picked up some food for her as usual, and the back of his hand accidentally touched hers. She shuddered and felt the back of his hand was very hot.

Xue Yu paused, put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a cloth, and held her hand again.

Yun Yang looked up at him in astonishment, her eyes falling on his lips. There was an obvious cut on his lower lip, where she had bitten it last night.

Yun Yang turned his face away.

"Don't be afraid." Xue Yu whispered, holding her in his arms, with a hint of helplessness in his words, "Don't be afraid of me, okay?"

He kissed her forehead and held her carefully.

He didn't remember whether he had hurt her last night. Although she knew some kung fu, in Xue Yu's eyes, she was delicate and needed protection, and needed to be treated with care and kindness. He was afraid of hurting her.

"Yangyang." He called her gently, wanting to say something, but only sighed, "From now on, I won't cross the line without your permission."

He was explaining the forced kiss last night. He didn't want her to think that he was a predatory person.

"Why don't you explain? You said you drank too much last night, that you were lonely and mistook me for someone else... Anyway, anything is fine." Yun Yang buried her head in his arms and murmured, "Explain."

Xue Yu was silent for a moment, "Do you really want to hear me say this?"

Yun Yang stared at him blankly, moved her lips, and tears fell one by one.

"Why aren't you talking?" His narrow eyes drooped, and his calm voice was slightly bewitching. "When I flirted with you before, I didn't treat you as another person. Yangyang, do you want me to treat you as another person, or not?"

Yun Yang pursed her red lips, and her cold expression concealed the panic that flashed across her brows.

"Regarding Lu Jie, I already know about your connection with him. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He looked at her with lowered brows, turned her face, and couldn't help but kiss her lips. "He saved you, how could I leave him alone? One life for another, leave this matter to me."

Yun Yang had no time to dodge his light kiss. Her face flushed instantly, her eyes widened, and she said in a trembling voice, "You, you just said that you wouldn't cross the line without my permission."

"Okay, I'll bear it." Xue Yu smiled faintly, stroked her cheek with his hand, and then brushed across her lips, "When the day comes that I can't bear it anymore, I'll ask you to pay me back double."

"You are my brother-in-law." Yun Yang's eyes were sore and tears fell again. He choked and said, "How could you do this..."

"I'm not your brother-in-law." He immediately denied it, staring into her eyes, "Yun Yang, from today on, don't think of me as your brother-in-law anymore."

Yun Yang raised her eyes and looked at him in confusion, "If not my brother-in-law, then what is he?"

Xue Yu's mind was full of thoughts. The Xue family honored their promises, and he had solemnly promised Yun Jia that he would not tell anyone about their secret agreement. But now, Yun Yang had a knot in her heart. If he didn't tell her, how could he help her untie the knot?

But if he told it, he would be breaking his promise to Yun Jia, and Yun Yang might not believe him.

Now he is talking nonsense without any evidence. What if Yun Yang thinks that he is talking nonsense just to get her and avoids him even more?

"Yun Yang, don't treat me as your brother-in-law. I don't want to be your brother-in-law. I only want to be your husband, your lord, your man..."

Yun Yang's rosy lips trembled as tears fell like pearls. She suddenly broke free from his embrace, picked up the tea on the table and splashed it on his face, "Xue Yu! You, you are living a good life, but you insist on being frivolous with me. I already have someone in my heart. You are delusional. You are my brother-in-law. You are destined to be my brother-in-law. Don't even think about abandoning my sister!"

Yun Yang's shoulders rose and fell, his breathing was rapid and suppressed, and he glared at him angrily.

A bitter smile appeared on Xue Yu's lips. She really had her heart set on Lu Jie. She didn't know Yun Jia's current whereabouts, but she thought he was going to abandon Yun Jia, so she was so excited. It was really a deep sisterly love.

If he knew how absurd he was back then, and knew that he was the one who let Yun Jia go without a care in the world, I'm afraid his knot in his heart would be more than that.

"Whose brother-in-law covets his sister-in-law? Xue Yu, you hold a high position and pride yourself on being a scholar, yet you are as disregarding of human ethics as that unruly mountain dweller?" Yun Yang asked. "Aren't you afraid of damaging the Xue family's reputation if this gets out? The Xue family has been kind to me, so where do you put me?"

"Forget it, forget it. If you consider that we once had some affection for each other, please help me save Lu Jie. I will never abandon Lu Jie."

His eyes were dark, his expression extremely calm. He spoke, "How am I any less than that Lu Jie? Why do you favor him so much? He's not as obsessed with you as Song Fanghe, nor is he obsessed with you like the Crown Prince. Why do you pursue him relentlessly, disregarding your reputation and working tirelessly for him? Why? What gives him the right?"

"I saved you before. I treated you better and took better care of you than he did. I've treated you sincerely ever since we met. I've given you everything you wanted. Why do you just treat me with such disdain?" He stared at her probingly, questioning, "How is he better than me? How is he stronger than me?"

Yun Yang turned his back, his body slightly stiff, and said in a feigned indifference: "If you were not my brother-in-law, I would not even look at you. Lord Xue, please respect yourself."

He looked at her as if he didn't recognize her, and felt a tightness in his heart.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and said in a low voice, "What a self-respect! It turns out that I didn't respect myself."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

The rockery, stream, and maple forest quickly passed by. Xue Yu walked all the way to Fushan Pavilion in one breath, but the stuffiness in his chest did not subside at all.

The window overlooking the lake was wide open, letting in a damp, cold breeze. The young man's robe sleeves fluttered and fluttered as his gaze swept across the table, stopping at the jade hairpin that was about to take shape. He called Si Qing over, "Take it."

I won’t carve anymore. I won’t carve the ones that are not finished. I won’t carve them anymore in the future.