Chapter 188 Reasons for Leaving

He pulled her into his arms, and with a slight effort of his right hand, he ripped off her thin undergarment.

Exposing her snow-white, tender skin, the verdant Terminalia chebula enveloped her jade-like softness.

He knew long ago how captivating that place was.

Ji Shu panicked at his commotion and started hitting him hard, but he still wouldn't let go.

She lowered her head and bit down hard on his left arm, as if she wanted to tear off a piece of flesh.

New wounds piled on top of old wounds, all mixed together, made Pei Yanzhi gasp.

With her left arm slightly loosened, Ji Shu tried to escape, but as soon as she stood up, he pressed her down onto the bed.

To her right was Pei Qinghe, fast asleep.

Ji Shu was both shocked and furious. How come she hadn't bitten him to death just now?

Pei Yanzhi seemed afraid of waking Pei Qinghe, his eyes darkening as he looked at her, then he picked her up and carried her on his shoulders.

He went to the side room in that position and closed the door behind him.

He then lifted her up and laid her down on the soft couch. Ji Shu was furious. Four years had passed, and she had never thought of having anything to do with him again.

She tried to back away, supporting herself, but Pei Yanzhi pulled at his belt and outer robe, watching her with a very calm expression.

Ji Shu couldn't help but plead in a trembling voice, "Pei Yanzhi, we're over now, this is forced upon you..."

He said a long time ago that this mouth of his was not suitable for speaking at all, but for doing other things.

His strong arms spread out, trapping her tightly in this square space, making it hard for her to even breathe.

He bent down, pinched her face, and then lowered his head to kiss her fiercely, as if he wanted to pour all the hatred of the past four years into this kiss.

Taking advantage of the slight opening, it fiercely sucked in the air with unstoppable force.

"Hmm—"

Ji Shu pounded on him with all her might, but the person on top of her seemed not to hear or see her, only clinging tightly to her like a piece of Tang Monk's flesh.

He sucked all the contents of her mouth clean, and after an unknown amount of time, the hitting gradually stopped.

Pei Yanzhi's left arm seemed to have lost all feeling. He knew that the wound would most likely reopen, and a faint smell of blood was already spreading.

He leaned against the jade-colored snow-capped mountain, looking much plumper than he had been four years ago.

Against this snow-white backdrop, the cinnabar, red as if tempered with ice, exudes a subtle fragrance.

Delicate and luscious, it exudes a unique fragrance.

The man's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

My fingertips traced the texture gently, as if afraid of disturbing this rare and vibrant color.

He then whispered a few words in her ear, causing Ji Shu's face to flush red.

Even her snow-white neck was tinged with a beautiful rouge color.

Just as Pei Yanzhi was pulling her hand down, the door to the side room was suddenly opened—

Startled, Ji Shu buried herself in Pei Yanzhi's arms, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

The good thing was interrupted, and Pei Yanzhi's face showed slight anger. Even though the person standing at the door was his son, he couldn't suppress the anger rising in his heart.

He glared angrily at the door and said, "You brat, didn't you know to knock before coming in?"

What if your mother is washing up?

Pei Qinghe rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened them wide when he heard his father's voice. He asked in confusion, "Father, what are you doing here?"

"Isn't this Sister Sheng's room?"

Because he was still small and the room was unlit, even though Ji Shu hid in his arms...

From Pei Qinghe's height of less than a meter, there was no sign of anything unusual.

Feeling the stiffness of the body in his arms, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

He coughed lightly, "Hmm... Of course I know this is your sister Sheng's courtyard. My wound on my arm has reopened, so I came here... I came to her to get medicine."

Pei Qinghe noticed the blood seeping from his father's bandage and worriedly wanted to go forward to examine it closely.

Pei Yanzhi suddenly stopped him, saying, "Don't come any closer. It's too late. You don't need to worry about it. I've already found the medicine. She can apply it to me when she gets back."

"Go back to your sleep!"

Seeing his father's angry expression, Pei Qinghe said "Oh," still feeling groggy, and turned to go to bed.

But just as he was about to turn around, he realized something was wrong.

He turned back and asked, "Where did Sister Sheng go?"

Pei Yanzhi was burning with desire, especially with the person pressed tightly against his chest, which almost burned away his reason.

Seeing her son return again, she gritted her teeth in anger and shouted, "He must have gone out on business. Don't pry into adults' affairs. Go to sleep now."

Pei Qinghe said "oh" again, and then slowly moved to the bed.

When Pei Yanzhi saw the door open, he closed it while still holding her. After all that fuss, his earlier enthusiasm had mostly faded.

Ji Shu jumped up from his arms and straightened her torn clothes.

Even when someone ruins a good time, even if it's his own son, his face remains dark and gloomy.

Ji Shu glanced at his open wound, but didn't intend to pay attention to it. She was about to get off the bed barefoot.

Pei Yanzhi stopped her, and seeing her cold expression, he felt even more bitter.

If they didn't have a son, would they really have no connection at all?

Thinking of this, I became even angrier.

Therefore, his words were somewhat sarcastic: "Don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

Ji Shu looked up at him and saw the anger in his eyes. Her tone was as calm as water: "What does Your Majesty want me to say? How did you use my uncle to trick me into going to Yanzhou, or how did you repeatedly disregard my wishes and force me to do those things?"

"Or perhaps..." Her fragrant scent suddenly drew near, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering, "Or perhaps she's plotting how to strangle me?"

Seeing the mockery and coldness in her eyes, Pei Yanzhi loosened his grip and remained silent for a long time.

Ji Shu withdrew her hand, feeling utterly bored and not wanting to say another word to him.

Pei Yanzhi gripped her wrist tightly, his heart filled with mixed emotions. "I thought this was all in the past. It was my fault. You can do whatever you want with me, why did you have to leave..."

Ji Shu interrupted, "The mistress of the Yanzhou Marquis's mansion is already dead, and that contract has long been terminated. What more do you want?"

"If you don't want anyone to know, then don't do it in the first place. Don't you think that if something happens between me and Pei Xingjian, and you die in battle, you'll drag me down with you?"

Pei Yanzhi was shocked: "What do you mean by that? Explain yourself!"

Seeing his blank and clueless expression, Ji Shu felt even more resentful.

She asked with a stern face, "I heard everything you and Pei Xingjian said in the study four years ago. You were just afraid that I would be with him one day, so you wanted to nip that possibility in the bud. If I hadn't been pregnant with your child at that time, do you dare say you didn't want to kill me?"

"You're only trying to prevent Pei Xingjian from getting anything from me, and to avoid bringing shame upon your Pei family for generations to come!"