Chapter 529 Spoiled and Willful Wife VS Cowardly and Fearful Husband 21

The next morning.

Jiang Zhiyi slowly woke up, her whole body aching.

Junyu, young and vigorous, had just tasted the sweetness of this affair, and spent the whole night trying countless different ways to torment her.

No matter how much she cried, begged, or cursed, he would just verbally agree and coax her, and then continue his "evil deeds."

Jiang Zhiyi had already made up her mind last night—he shouldn't even think about getting into her bed for the next few days!

Make him sleep in the study tonight!

"Cuiyu," Jiang Zhiyi called out to the door.

She had absolutely no strength left at the moment; in the past, she would have stayed in her room all day.

The door was gently pushed open, and a breeze stirred the bamboo curtains under the eaves.

"Miss, are you tired? Let me help you wash up." The maid Cuiyu brought in water and, seeing that Miss's brow was slightly furrowed, said, "Miss, rinse your mouth first. If you still don't want to get up, rest for a while. I'll get you some almond milk."

In the past, when Jiang Zhiyi was lazy, she would eat a few bites casually to avoid going hungry, and then sleep all day.

Jiang Zhiyi blinked, staring blankly at the tassels hanging from the top of the tent.

The sound of the carved bed swaying still seemed to linger in her ears, mixed with the man's low, hoarse breathing, causing a faint blush to rise on the back of her neck.

She moved her aching waist, and the gold-inlaid jade bracelet on her wrist slid down her forearm, making a clear sound as it tapped against her elbow—a sound that had echoed all night…

Cuiyu applied the wrung-out hot towel to Jiang Zhiyi's face, and only then did she come back to her senses.

She tilted her head and looked at her slightly swollen lips in the mirror in the distance.

There were faint teeth marks on it, like a peony that had been soaked by a rainstorm.

Last night, the image of Junyu biting into a grape in her mouth while pressing against her, the pulp and saliva flowing uncontrollably down her chin, suddenly became clear to me.

You bastard!

lecher!

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiyi felt even angrier.

"I'm not going to sleep, I have things to do today." She reached out and lifted the blanket, her nightgown slipped to the floor, revealing several ambiguous red marks on her shoulders and neck.

"Prepare the car immediately, I need to go to Zuixianju," she ordered.

"Drunken Immortal Abode?" Cuiyu helped her to the dressing mirror, her voice slightly puzzled. "Young Master specifically instructed me this morning to tell Miss to rest well at home. Should we inform him?"

"No need," Jiang Zhiyi shook her head. "I'll be right back."

She already knew that Junyu was going to the bank to check the accounts today. Last night, he put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You'll be busy tomorrow."

Checking the accounts is a troublesome matter; money transactions cannot tolerate the slightest oversight, and it will take at least half a day for him.

She didn't want him to know her whereabouts, so she deliberately went out today while he was busy.

After all, they were meeting with people sent by Pei Chengze.

Now that she is married, I shouldn't go to see her, lest it cause any trouble.

However, since she had already agreed, she could only secretly try to get out.

“Yes, Miss,” Cuiyu replied. “Would you like some pastries to take with you on your journey? The sugar cakes that were freshly made in the kitchen this morning were quite delicious, sweet but not cloying…”

"No."

After finishing packing, Jiang Zhiyi left in a carriage.

Cuiyu, holding the cloak, got into the car with them.

But no sooner had Jiang Zhiyi left than Jun Yu's carriage returned to the manor.

A vermilion carriage stopped in front of the mansion gate. Junyu peeked out from behind a gilded food box, which contained poria cocos cake he had just bought from a time-honored shop in the north of the city.

It's early today, so Jiang Zhiyi must be feeling lazy and hasn't gotten up yet.

He was just about to enter when he suddenly heard the servant behind him whisper, "Young master, the young mistress's carriage has only been gone for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea..."