What is the feeling of transmigrating into a novel you wrote yourself?
Yin Qingyi: It's hard to put into words.
What is the experience of transmigrating into a cannon fodder charact...
Yinzhen kicked open the door to the inner room and slammed it shut without even looking. He then walked to the bedside, threw Yin Qingyi onto it, and pressed down on her, silencing her without giving her a chance to speak.
"Hmm..." Yin Qingyi tried to push Yinzhen away, but she already knew she couldn't with her strength. Only now did Yin Qingyi smell the alcohol on Yinzhen. Earlier, it was windy outside, so the smell of alcohol on Yinzhen wasn't very strong, and Yin Qingyi naturally didn't smell anything when the wind blew. But now that they were mouth to mouth, it was hard for Yin Qingyi not to smell it.
Yinzhen did drink some wine. After being angered by this little woman at noon, he returned to the front courtyard and was soon dragged out for drinks by his brothers who had gone on the inspection tour with him. He was already feeling depressed, so he naturally drank quite a bit. After returning, he slept in the front courtyard until dark. After having dinner, he went out for a walk and somehow ended up here. Then he saw this little woman standing alone in the courtyard, looking silly in the wind. Yinzhen unconsciously walked over, and that's how this happened.
Yinzhen had already mastered the skill of undressing. Even though Yinqingyi was uncooperative and it took some time, Yinzhen still managed to strip her naked. He even used Yinqingyi's Longhua (the white scarf on the qipao) to tie her hands to the headboard.
Yinzhen then got up and took off his own clothes. Looking at the little woman on the bed staring at him incredulously with her fox-like eyes, Yinzhen's mood instantly improved.
Yin Qingyi struggled to free herself from the dragon-shaped pendant, but couldn't. At this moment, Yin Qingyi's feelings were extremely complicated. She hadn't expected that the seemingly composed Yinzhen could do something like this... well, how to put it... in short, it was something that would shock anyone to see Yinzhen do something like this. So Yin Qingyi was somewhat bewildered; she even began to wonder if Yinzhen had also transmigrated from another world.
"What are you thinking about?" Yinzhen asked, leaning down and pressing against Yin Qingyi, who was stunned.
"I just don't know what to say for a moment," Yin Qingyi said softly after blinking.
"Then let's not talk about it." Yinzhen's happy mood instantly vanished halfway when he heard Yin Qingyi calling him "concubine" repeatedly. He didn't want to listen to Yin Qingyi anymore. This little woman could ruin his hard-won good mood as soon as she opened her mouth.
Granny Naqi listened intently at the door for a while, but heard nothing. She was still a little worried about her master, who had just angered him at noon. Now, her master was carrying her into the inner room in a fit of rage. Granny Naqi was genuinely concerned.
"Don't worry, Granny, His Highness knows what he's doing. He would never harm the Consort," Su Peisheng said, unable to bear seeing the worried Granny's distress. Why was Su Peisheng so certain? Because he had seen through it all. Men are just like that; they don't care for women who fawn over them. They only like his hot-and-cold attitude. He was so angry at noon, yet he still told him to go to the kitchen and tell them not to accept money from the Consort. He spoils her like that; how could he bear to hurt her?
"Do you know why Master was so angry just now?" Since Granny Qi wasn't outside, she didn't hear what Yin Qingyi and Yinzhen were saying, so she naturally assumed that Yinzhen had brought his anger back from outside.
"...That's a question for the concubine inside." Su Peisheng sighed helplessly. "You know, men are shameless," he thought, "even after being annoyed twice in one day, they still insist on sleeping with someone else..."
Naqi Granny immediately understood that her master had been angered by her mistress again. Knowing that it was her master who had provoked her, Naqi Granny could only silently say "serves him right!"
Just then, they heard a noise coming from inside. Granny Qi and Su Peisheng exchanged a glance and looked away. Well, it's all right now.
The wind was strong outside, causing the peach tree branches outside the window to slap against the glass with a loud thud. The noise inside was also considerable; at least, despite the howling wind, the sounds from inside could still be clearly heard from outside.
Whether it was on purpose or not, Yinzhen was being unusually rough today. Yin Qingyi's charming voice carried far and wide, and even the servants who had been driven far away could faintly hear this blush-inducing sound.
"My lord, please be gentle, I... um~." Half an hour later, Yin Qingyi finally couldn't bear it anymore and made a sound, but unfortunately, she was silenced by Yinzhen after only a few words.
Yin Qingyi's hands had already been untied by this time, and there was a faint red mark around her wrist, which contrasted sharply with her fair skin, making her look like someone who was being bullied. And that's exactly what Yinzhen did.
"My lord, my lord. Please spare me... um." After a while, Yin Qingyi finally came to her senses and spoke, but as if on purpose, Yin Zhen silenced her with a kiss after she had only uttered a few words.
Yin Qingyi was on the verge of tears, no, she was actually crying... What was Yinzhen trying to do? He had never done this before and hadn't spoken to her. What was going on today? He should just give her an answer, and she would change her ways, okay?
Yinzhen looked at the little woman beneath him, who was dazed from being kissed. He was determined to change her sudden change of behavior today!
"No, Master, please, please slow down... slow down. This concubine, ah!" Yin Qingyi's choked voice rang out half an hour later. The result was predictable; she was still not given a chance to finish. But this time, Yin Qingyi suddenly realized that this wretched man always deliberately interrupted her when she referred to herself as a concubine.
Unfortunately, although Yin Qingyi understood the reason, Yinzhen didn't give her a chance to speak further. He didn't even look at her, burying himself in his work. Yin Qingyi could only manage broken sounds, unable to utter any other words.
The sound was so loud that even the moon seemed to blush and hid behind the clouds, revealing only half of its face.
"Yinzhen!" After Yinzhen slowed down, Yin Qingyi finally found a chance to speak.
"What did you call me?" Yinzhen finally looked up at Yin Qingyi.
"I was wrong, I was wrong. I will never call myself a concubine again. Please be gentle with me." Yin Qingyi reached out and hugged Yinzhen's neck, acting coquettishly.
"I asked you what you just called me?" Yinzhen stopped what he was doing and looked at Yin Qingyi. His eyes held a light that Yin Qingyi had never seen before, a light that carried a hint of danger, which Yin Qingyi keenly sensed.
"I...I didn't call you anything," Yin Qingyi said, her eyes darting around, shifting her body to the side as if she were about to run away if things went wrong. But Yinzhen simply pressed Yin Qingyi back down with a forceful movement. Yin Qingyi groaned instantly.
"Speak." Yinzhen's heart pounded, his eyes shone brightly, as if he were looking at Yin Qingyi expectantly.