Chapter 186 Sleeping Clothes

Guan Yi'an was unwilling to delay his trip because of Dongqing's health. Dongqing's tactlessness in dealing with Meng Lingge's matter angered him, and he wanted to teach the girl a lesson.

So he set off the next day and continued to have Dongqing do all sorts of chores.

Dongqing didn't complain at all. She only slept in the bed for one night, and the next day she gave the bed back to Guan Yinan.

Perhaps it was the effect of those few doses of medicine, but her complexion improved somewhat. Although she often felt tired, she was still able to persevere.

The bruising in his lower body was decreasing day by day, and his body was improving, but Dongqing's spirit was tormented.

For several days in a row, Guan Yi'an repeatedly communicated with her about taking revenge on Meng Lingge, using threats and inducements to force her to make a choice. The closer she got to the capital, the more times he pressured her.

Although she remained steadfast in her resolve not to harm the young lady, her resolve began to crumble in the face of Guan Yi'an's relentless pressure, which alternated between doting, heartbreaking, and seductive.

The immense pressure and psychological burden made Dong Qing absent-minded, completely unaware that Guan Yi'an's gaze was growing colder and he was becoming increasingly impatient with her.

That day, the two arrived at a market. Dongqing had some impression of this place. It was here that she and Meng Lingge and the others encountered six local ruffians. This was the first place they stayed after leaving the capital.

This means they will be able to reach the capital tomorrow.

Dongqing was especially busy today. After finishing all the chores, she even pawned her jewelry and bought a complete set of embroidery tools.

Guan Yi'an noticed that Dong Qing had embroidered a floral pattern on a pair of men's shoes. A mocking smile played on his lips as he asked, feigning ignorance, "Was this embroidered for me?"

Dongqing nodded shyly and whispered, "I can't be distracted while embroidering, so Brother Zheng, you should rest early and don't worry about me. Besides shoes and boots, I've also prepared purses, belts, fans, and pillowcases, enough for me to embroider for many days."

She was worried that she wouldn't be able to withstand Guan Yi'an's pressure and might do something detrimental to her mistress that she would regret for the rest of her life. However, she couldn't bear to leave Guan Yi'an, so she came up with this plan.

As long as she's too busy to have any free time, she can have a lot of peace and quiet, and she won't have to face the dilemma of choosing between two options.

Guan Yi'an could see through her little tricks at a glance.

He wanted to throw all of Dongqing's embroidery on the ground and stomp it to pieces, to tell her that it was worthless, and he also wanted to burn it all to the ground, to see what excuses this silly girl could come up with.

But after a moment, he chuckled softly, managing to control his impulse, and said in an almost inaudible tone, "Alright, then take your time embroidering."

Hearing this nonchalant tone, Dongqing panicked and pricked her finger.

Bright red blood droplets dripped onto the shoe's surface, like a red flower blooming on a vine pattern.

Dongqing quickly put her injured finger in her mouth to stifle the groan that was about to escape her lips.

A gentle breeze occasionally blew through the half-open window, causing the candlelight to flicker.

Dongqing sat at the table, almost devoutly sketching the embroidery in her hands.

Guan Yi'an lay on the bed, facing the wall, her eyes cold as frost.

The room was extremely quiet, except for the sound of holly embroidering.

An hour later, Dongqing was exhausted, but she dared not stop. She was afraid that if she stopped, Guan Yi'an would turn around, look at her intently, and ask her what she had thought about.

Two hours later, as the candlelight was about to go out and snores came from the bed, Dongqing finally breathed a sigh of relief and put away her embroidery.

I quietly took out the quilt, spread it on the floor, and lay down wearily.

She was very sleepy and fell asleep almost the instant her body touched the blanket. But she didn't sleep for long, she didn't know exactly how long, but she was still very tired and didn't feel the relaxed and comfortable feeling after a good night's sleep.

By this time, the candlelight had completely gone out, and there was still a faint moonlight outside the window.

She felt someone lift her up from around the waist and put her on the bed. Just as she was about to scream, she saw through the moonlight that the person who was holding her was none other than her brother Zheng.

Dongqing swallowed her words, not daring to move an inch, afraid of startling the man who was making his move. It wasn't until the man easily peeled off her outer garment and deftly unfastened her underpants that she suddenly came to her senses.

"No, Brother Zheng, please wait a few more days... I'm not feeling well, please give me a few more days..."

She was willing to give herself to the man she loved. When Brother Zheng saved her for the second time, she was even willing to give up her life, let alone her chastity.

But she just remembered that she still had slight bruising in her lower body, and having sex at this time would not only harm her body, but should also be taboo for men.

She didn't want to say it directly, so she just said she wasn't feeling well, thinking the man would give up. But Guan Yi'an misunderstood her meaning.

Guan Yi'an thought she was being coy or trying to use it to bargain for him to let Meng Lingge go. Regardless of which he thought it was, it made him angry.

In fact, after what happened between Steward Wan and Meng Huanyan, his desires diminished considerably.

Dongqing's thin frame wasn't his type, but these past few days he'd tried every trick in the book, and this silly girl just kept insisting on not hurting the young lady, which really left him feeling helpless.

The last resort he could think of was to seduce her.

He was certain that Dongqing was infatuated with him, but he had never been able to reassure this silly girl. She was definitely wavering and unable to fully support him.

He certainly couldn't actually give a title to a girl, but making her his own wasn't that difficult.

It was merely a matter of him sacrificing his dignity and enduring humiliation once.

Guan Yi'an went to sleep with Dongqing expecting to be wronged, but Dongqing became coy, which naturally annoyed Guan Yi'an. He used more force and easily pulled down Dongqing's underwear.

A large hand covered the girl's lips, and a domineering aura approached.

“I’ve said it before, my woman must be obedient. From now on, she’s not allowed to make a sound.”

The girl's body was still very young, and when he startled her, she froze, unable to move. This pitiful state, at this moment, gave Guan Yi'an an unexpected sense of amusement.

If her voice were a little weaker and her trembling less at crucial moments, she could barely be a qualified bed partner for him.

Guan Yi'an was not the type to show tenderness to women, and besides, he only wanted to use Dong Qing. Although the girl in bed gave him some pleasure, it still couldn't make him feel any pity.

Later, when Dongqing's pleas for mercy gradually weakened and she even stopped moving, Guan Yi'an thought she was just tired and had fallen asleep.

At this moment, Guan Yi'an had also had his fill of pleasure, and out of compassion, he let the girl go, embracing her as they fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until daylight that Guan Yi'an slowly woke up and discovered that Dong Qing was still unconscious and his face was deathly pale.

Guan Yi'an lifted the brocade quilt, and all he could see was a glaring crimson.

Instead of the delicate pink of newly broken hymens, the blood stained most of the bed like post-operative hemorrhage.