Chapter 12: Marriage Consummation She is his wife, as it should be

After dinner, Yan Huinan was busy with official business and stayed in the study.

Before going to bed, Xie Yun picked out a fair-skinned and clever waiter from among the waiters. One glance at her revealed that she was meticulous and thoughtful. "It's late at night. Make some refreshing refreshments and send them to the general."

Xie Yun was an expert at making ointments and carpentry, but her pastry skills weren't great. She had never been a big eater.

If Yan Huinan wanted her to act like a mistress, then she would still pretend. She was the best at pretending to make people happy. Before she went to bed, she remembered that he was still in the study and asked someone to bring him food. It was already very thorough.

It would be best if he was busy all night and didn’t come back.

She could still occupy a large bed and sleep comfortably. But summer was approaching and she felt too hot to sleep alone.

Xie Yun and Han Zhen were both injured, and neither of them could take care of the other tonight. After Xie Yun finished washing up, she went to bed with the help of the maid.

"You can go out now. You don't have to wait for me. Don't turn off all the lights. Leave one on." Xie Yun ordered.

A cool night breeze leaked in through the window lattice, ruffling the scented gauze curtains of the bed. The fragrance drifted in and out, drifting into Xie Yun's nostrils. Xie Yun should have been sleepy after a tiring day, but when he lay down, he felt no sleep at all.

It has been more than a month since she ran away from her marriage and got married again.

Many things that happened during this period were far beyond her expectations. People she had no intention of hurting were all in trouble because of her, and people she had no intention of provoking were the ones she met again and sought revenge on her.

If Yan Huinan kept his promise and spared Feijing's life, he would either be imprisoned in the Dali Temple under Yu Xian's jurisdiction, or become Yan Huinan's private property.

If it were the Dali Temple, Yu Xian had always been an upright and rigid person. If it were Lu Lingyu, she could still have a say in him, but she was not Lu Lingyu's sister. She didn't know whether Lu Lingyu now looked at her the same way as others, thinking that she was a sinner of the Great Zhou.

If it was private property, did the general's mansion have a dungeon? Or was it in the barracks?

Maybe she could try to look for it in the mansion first.

While thinking, Xie Yun heard a voice coming from outside the door: "General, the lady has gone to bed."

Yan Huinan is back!

I just heard him say "hmm" and then he opened the door and went into the house, and then there was a very light "creak" sound when the door closed.

Since the maids had said she was asleep, Xie Yun decided to continue pretending. But her heartbeat was racing uncontrollably, nearly threatening to burst. She clutched her nightgown tightly, forcing herself to remain calm, but a fine layer of sweat broke out on her back.

When Yan Huinan changed her clothes, the rubbing sound of the fabric against each other was the greatest torture to her at that moment.

If she fell asleep, Yan Huinan shouldn't do anything to her, right?

What to do? She had studied medicine and acupuncture, and was familiar with the acupuncture points on the human body. She also knew about sex, but she had never experienced it herself.

If she asks Yan to return to the south, will he let her go?

What to do.

Yan Huinan didn't let anyone in to serve him. He took off his clothes on his own, and then he walked around the room with the light from the lamp that Xie Yun had left.

Hearing the noise, he opened the cabinet and quietly searched for something. His movements were very gentle, but the "thump" of Xie Yun's nervous heartbeat was like thunder.

But after calming down, Xie Yun seemed to smell blood. And Yan Huinan must have opened the cabinet where the medicine was kept.

Suddenly, the smell of the golden medicine spread out. Xie Yun was very familiar with this smell.

Is he injured?

To be on the safe side, Xie Yun placed the dagger that Fei Jing used last time under his pillow before going to bed.

This dagger was taken by Fei Jing when he was wandering in the land of barbarians. The barbarians' weapons were used to kill wild beasts. Although crude, they were useful. Later, Fei Jing improved it and made the blade extremely sharp.

Facing Yan Huinan, Xie Yun was unsure.

Besides, since he applied the medicine without saying a word, he shouldn't be seriously injured.

But Xie Yun still carefully touched the dagger. At this moment, she was so nervous that her heart was about to explode.

She definitely couldn't kill Yan Huinan, and she wouldn't really kill him either. But it would be good if she could use it for self-defense.

After a while, Yan Huinan changed the medicine, bandaged himself, changed into pajamas, walked to the edge of the bed, and lay down on it.

But unexpectedly, Yan Huinan didn't seem to have any intention of touching her.

Xie Yun finally felt relieved. She still didn't know why Yan Huinan wanted to marry her.

If he was just going to torture her, why did he marry her? She originally thought that Yan Huinan still had the same feelings for her as before, but he didn't seem like that in the afternoon.

He said it so heartlessly.

She breathed a sigh of relief and went to sleep peacefully. However, she didn't want to pull her hand out from under the pillow, as this might attract Yan Huinan's attention.

"Madam, what's hidden under your pillow?"

!

Xie Yun's mind exploded! When did he realize it?

But before she could react, Yan Huinan had already grabbed her hands and pulled out the dagger from under the pillow.

At that moment, Xie Yun's heart almost died.

This time, he won't let her go.

"Is this the token of love between you and that mute?" Yan Huinan could hold both of her slender wrists with one hand. He took the dagger in his hand and examined it carefully in the moonlight. "It's very unique. It's really worth bringing it to our bedroom and placing it on our bed."

"Hmm?" His eyes turned to Xie Yun. Xie Yun couldn't see his gaze clearly, but she couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over.

"No. This... this is..." Xie Yun's brain was working at full speed, frantically trying to find excuses for herself, "This is..."

Yan Huinan was incredibly patient at this moment: "What is this?"

Xie Yun came up with a plan in a moment of urgency. She lowered her voice, as if she had suffered a great injustice. "This is to kill nightmares. I know I have committed many sins, and I have been suffering from nightmares lately, and I can't get rid of them. Besides, my husband is not by my side, so I remembered that a fortune teller once told me this method, so I tried it."

Yan Huinan didn't believe her lies, but when he heard Xie Yun say that he had committed a serious sin, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. He could see that Xie Yun was pretending to be obedient, but he also wanted her to be obedient.

But he always felt like something was missing, and he felt indescribably depressed.

"Really? So you're using another man's?"

Xie Yun was ashamed, "My husband is fighting on the battlefield, is there anything better?"

Yan Huinan sneered, pulled Xie Yun into his arms, and threw the dagger accurately out the half-open window. He didn't even turn his head?! He threw it so accurately?

“No need.”

Xie Yun: “?”

She was just confused when Yan Huinan suddenly pressed her down tightly. "I heard that Madam cried and complained to me about leaving you alone in the empty room. I didn't believe it at first. But now it seems to be true."

Xie Yun was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Si Wen, why did she report everything to him?

"without……"

Yan Huinan suddenly lowered his head and asked doubtfully, "No?"

…

Xie Yun didn't want to say anything more. She was really scared now, and her voice trembled: "Yan Huinan, are you serious?"

Yan Huinan said nothing, his eyes looking at her were as deep and profound as the eternal night. He slowly and methodically brushed away the messy hair that was scattered on Xie Yun's face and looked at her carefully.

Xie Yun had grown almost in proportion, her features, like before, now much more developed. Her brows were furrowed, her nose like a beautiful mountain peak, and her cold, almond-shaped eyes were now filled with fear. Yan Huinan's gaze shifted down to her lips, where he had tortured her just that evening.

He asked hoarsely, "What else?"

Xie Yun lost her usual composure. "No, no... I never thought we would..."

But Xie Yun's almost desperate refusal only fueled Yan Huinan's inexplicable anger. Marrying her was already the greatest gift he could give her. What right did she have to reject him?

"Xie Yun, don't play dumb."

Yan Huinan suddenly clamped Xie Yun's resisting hands tightly, leaving her no room for resistance.

She was his wife, and that was how it should be.

He unbuttoned Xie Yun's pajamas bit by bit, just like peeling off Xie Yun's self-esteem and her protective shell layer by layer, finally revealing the infinite spring beauty within.

Xie Yun cried and begged for mercy: "Yan Huinan, no. We shouldn't be like this."

All her pleas for mercy were like the raindrops on the day of their reunion, which finally turned into the thread of torture, cutting him inch by inch, from the inside out.

Yan Huinan was lucid and in pain. The more lucid he was, the more painful it was.

Xie Yun's voice was contained in the boat in the rainstorm, but the surging waves broke her voice and shattered it all over the ground.

She was helplessly trapped in the boat, soaked by the rain and unable to break free.

In the middle of the night, the cold moonlight fell on Xie Yun's porcelain-white legs. She had been kneeling on the floor tiles for an hour in the afternoon, and her knees were bruised and swollen, looking shocking.

Yan Huinan suddenly had an evil thought. He lifted her slender legs and placed them on his shoulders. He tilted his head and bit her bruised knee fiercely.

Xie Yun, feeling dizzy and dazed, screamed out in pain, "It hurts..."

She was already aching all over, and after being tortured like this by him, she was filled with resentment. She was so angry that she raised her hands and scratched Yan Huinan's back fiercely.

But when I touched it and felt it carefully, I felt that it was full of holes and scars.

She was shocked. She was so focused on her own pain that she didn't notice the scars all over Yan Huinan's skin.

how so?

Yan Huinan caught her paused hand, held it in his palm, and rubbed it over and over again. But he was still cruel and bit Xie Yun's other knee again.

"Xie Yun, I hate you so much." He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

Xie Yun wanted to kick him, but she had no strength at all. She could only curse: "Yan Huinan, are you dead?"

It's nonsensical.

She hated him now. She could have gone to Jiangnan and lived the rest of her life in peace.

But she was forcibly pulled back into this treacherous vortex and into the hatred of the past by Yan Huinan.

Yan Huinan didn't answer. Xie Yun pulled his hand, which was still relatively obedient at the moment. He thought Xie Yun was going to kiss him.

Xie Yun bit down hard, until her mouth was filled with a sweet and fishy taste. Then she said, "I hate you too."

Yan Huinan seemed to feel no pain and didn't make a sound when he was bitten. It wasn't until Xie Yun lost her temper and fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion that he got out of bed, took the golden wound medicine he had just prepared, applied it to her knee, and put her pajamas on.

His fingertips stroked Xie Yun's skin, which was covered with purple marks left by his recent madness.

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