Su Ci struggled.

She had just turned around when she smelled a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of powder when she took her first breath. The sweet and fishy smell mixed with the smell of alcohol choked her respiratory tract and was so strong that it made her almost nauseous!

Damn it, she can only accept floating ducks, but not wet cucumbers, it's so damn disgusting! It broke her bottom line in an instant.

The disgust in her heart surged instantly, and she struggled, grabbed his wrist with her backhand, and threw it, "Get out!!"

But Su Ci's skills were no match for Yang Yanzong's. The two twisted together. Yang Yanzong was shocked and angry. He turned his wrist and grabbed her again. Su Ci dodged halfway, but was tightly held from behind by him. The mixed sweet fragrance of powder filled her heart and lungs. She stretched her neck forward and kicked hard, but the man behind her was as stable as the roots of an old tree, and he didn't move at all. She turned around and shouted angrily: "I told you to get out, did you hear me?"

She held her breath deeply. Su Ci was not really afraid of Yang Yanzong. She was just so annoyed that her defense broke down in an instant!

Yang Yanzong was slapped twice. He was annoyed. In the dim moonlight, he suddenly saw the undisguised disgust between Su Ci's eyebrows. He panicked for no reason. In an instant, he understood what she hated, "I didn't!"

He said hurriedly, pulling her hand to touch his collar and belt. In the moonlight, she could clearly see that both were intact. His clothes and accessories were intact, without any signs of having been untied.

He stepped back a little, pulled at his belt with one hand, took off his outer robe and threw it aside, then picked up the wet towel she had casually placed on the screen to wipe her face, wiped her neck and chin vigorously, and threw it down! Just now, when the two of them were fighting, they knocked over the tall table, and the large vase broke, splashing half of Su Ci's face, and there was water and large and small pieces of porcelain all over the floor. He carried her sideways and went straight back to the bed.

He was breathing heavily and kissed her without saying a word, very hard. As soon as their lips and tongues touched, there was indeed only the smell of wine in his mouth, not any smell of makeup.

Su Ci couldn't breathe. The smell of alcohol made her feel uncomfortable. She raised her head and pushed his face away. Yang Yanzong held her tightly with his backhand. She struggled twice but couldn't move. Yang Yanzong said angrily in a hoarse voice: "I said I didn't do it!"

"I haven't touched any of those women!!"

After he roared, he felt a little embarrassed and lowered his eyes for a moment: "Not even one."

There was silence inside the bed curtain. Su Ci was stunned when she heard that. Not even one?

How is this possible?

More than half a month was not long, but not short either. Su Ci had already adjusted her mentality and regained her calm. One good thing about her is that she adapts well to the environment and never gets sad about the passing of time. Even the atmosphere in the main courtyard has gradually returned to normal under her influence, and it is no different from before.

It can be said that her life is back on track.

Men are just like that. She has never been open-hearted. She has been melancholy, bored, and sentimental, but it is over. People can still live happily without men.

She has been having a lot of fun with allicin lately.

Yang Yanzong had gradually been forgotten by her.

But at this moment, he suddenly told her that he had never touched other people's women.

She was stunned and her first reaction was surprise. How could this be possible?

He stayed in Muxiang Hall that night for the two imperial tribute girls and left for court the next morning. Everyone in the mansion knew about it. The two tribute girls wanted to pay their respects to her the next day, but before they even set foot into the backyard, they were chased away by the guards on duty.

However, when Yan saw him, she specially asked Mrs. Feng to go to Muxiang Hall to call him. She saw him on the sickbed. Her perseverance is really commendable.

Now he says no?

But the experienced old woman knew at a glance that the two women were really deflowered. Although these gossips were not mentioned in front of her, the house was so small that Su Ci, as the person involved, had heard some of them.

In the darkness, Yang Yanzong snorted coldly: "Whether she is a tribute girl or not is another matter. Kun just wants to force her to my side. Let's see if I am willing or not."

As long as he doesn't want to, there are plenty of ways.

"One for each person, and we'll reward you later."

After saying that, Yang Yanzong lowered his eyes to look at her. Su Ci looked a little dazed, as if things happened too quickly and she couldn't react fully. She blinked once, but stopped struggling.

...If he really touched someone else, would she no longer give him any true love?

He was annoyed and extremely hateful, he wanted to bite this heartless woman hard, she was really able to control herself! No matter what, he just couldn't let her go.

Yes, even if Yang Yanzong refused to admit it, the fact was that even though he was clearly aware that she didn't care about him at all, he couldn't let her go in his heart!

It's like a piece of meat attached to his heart. No matter how brave or capable he is, he can't do anything about it.

He felt suffocated, he felt ashamed, he was ridiculed for being henpecked, but after all the intense emotions, he was really fed up with her lukewarm, indifferent, and distant attitude!

He rode on her, clamped her hands, leaned over and kissed her hard, bit her hatefully. Su Ci groaned in pain, but she turned her head away and did not struggle as she had before.

They kissed for a long time, until the air in their bodies was exhausted and their lungs felt like they were about to explode, and then they separated, gasping for breath.

Yang Yanzong stroked her face hard, and said again in a hoarse voice: “I don’t want anyone else, and I won’t touch anyone else, give me your heart!!”

He tore off the thin cloak wrapped around her and placed his hand on her heart. She was gasping for breath, and through the thin nightgown, his strength was so great that it seemed as if he was going to rip her heart out at the next moment!

Isn’t that good?

There is no good or bad, he is domineering, strong and indisputable, I promise you! You must give me your heart!

His hands were so hot, so scalding that Su Ci began to tremble. She really didn't expect that one day she would hear these words from Yang Yanzong.

But he was really too strong, and his words were so fierce and harsh, as if he was collecting a debt! But her heart is not like the money in her pocket. She can give it whenever she wants. She just reaches out and takes it out.

Su Ci smiled bitterly, "As long as you don't have anyone else, I will always like you."

She didn't know whether she was cold or hot, her heart was trembling suddenly, and she could not help but curl up in his arms.

This sentence again! This sentence again!

Yang Yanzong's heart twisted, and he said hatefully: "I don't want to be liked! I want your heart to be the same as mine!!"

He wouldn't let her fool him! He gritted his teeth and put force on his hands, as if strangling her heart, "Did you hear me?!"

It’s love, not like!

He bit her, grabbed her, and held her tightly with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to break her waist. No matter what, he had to get the answer tonight!

His eyes and tone were like those of a trapped beast, a mixture of love and hate, his heart ached, and he made her feel even more pain! After struggling, he finally took a step back again, and he must get what he deserves! Everything else can be discussed, he can give her whatever she wants, but this one, he can't give her even a penny less.

Su Ci was pushed too hard and could hardly bear it anymore. His ferocity and concessions, and the things wrapped under his beast-like skin, made her feel sour and soft in her heart. She didn't know whether she felt bad for him or for herself.

"...But, but I can't. I haven't thought about it, nor have I loved. I don't understand!" If he pushed him too hard, he would really say what was in his heart.

She really couldn't stand his heartfelt and aggressive attitude. She couldn't breathe under the pressure and couldn't push him away. Somehow, her heart ached, her eyes became hot, and tears started to flow.

This fucking ancient times, this fucking man!

Once the tears started to flow out, she suddenly felt aggrieved. She simply couldn't bear it anymore and cried her heart out.

At the same time, I also vented all my recent frustrations.

No matter how optimistic and open-minded she was, she could still comfort herself. In this period, everyone was looking at her with either avoidance or pity. In such an environment, it was impossible for Su Ci to have no pent-up emotions in her heart.

"...How can you be so stupid!!" he was furious.

But she cried. This was the first time Yang Yanzong saw Su Ci cry. She had always been optimistic and happy. She was always smiling. He had never seen her cry before. Big, crystal tears overflowed from her half-closed eyes, and he was suddenly at a loss.

"Why are you crying? I'm not angry yet!"

But her heart softened all of a sudden. She was different from him. Su Ci's physical condition was not that good. It was okay because she exercised every day in recent years, but she had been seriously injured some time ago. After the injury, her body became much weaker and she lost too much blood. The doctor said that she would need to be well nurtured for a year or two to fully recover.

Her complexion was not as good as before, and she cried out of breath. He felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He said something to her in a low voice, but he was reluctant to let her go. He hurriedly let her go, not daring to press her anymore. He held her in his arms, without saying anything to give in, but he lay on his side and stroked her back again and again.

Su Ci clutched his clothes and cried for a long time, venting all the pressure and emotions accumulated during the time travel in one breath. She cried and gradually fell asleep. Yang Yanzong held her in his arms and fell asleep, but in the middle of the night, she developed a low fever.

Su Ci's health has not yet recovered, and the frequency of her minor illnesses and pains is much higher than before. She catches a cold with the change of seasons, and sometimes develops a low-grade fever if she is not careful. She has been sick several times this year.

It rained a lot recently, and she was already feeling a dull pain at the site of her wound. After venting her intense emotions, she had a low fever.

She woke up vaguely in the middle of the night. The room was bright and there were sounds of people walking around. Yang Yanzong sounded anxious. Someone took her pulse and soon she smelled the strong odor of a bitter medicinal soup.

She opened her eyes. The light was a little too glaring. She stretched out her hand to block it. Yang Yanzong was sitting on the edge of the bed. He had washed quickly and his body was clean with the scent of soap. His black hair was still wet and draped behind him. When he got closer to her, she was indeed much more stable. She curled up obediently. He tucked the quilt for her. When the medicine came, he helped her up and held her in his arms. "Are you awake? Come, drink the medicine first and then go to sleep."

Su Ci leaned in his arms listlessly. He held the bowl and carefully fed her the medicine. The medicine had a strong taste. She pushed the bowl away, raised her head, frowned, and covered her mouth tightly. It took her a long time to recover.

He kept stroking her back, then took the warm water for her to rinse her mouth and asked her to rinse it.

Afterwards, he carried her to the private bathroom, came back and put her back on the bed, rolled up the quilt, and reached out to feel the back of her neck. Feeling the temperature was just right, he lowered the curtains, sent the people away, blew out the lights, and went to bed, hugging her and falling asleep.

Su Ci opened her eyes and saw through the thin layer of lake blue gauze bed curtains that he blew out the lights one by one, leaving only one light in the outer room before he turned back.

Su Ci's eyelashes moved, she touched her forehead and closed her eyes.

She felt a little cold, and when Yang Yanzong hugged her, she curled up silently in his arms. He tightened his arms and wrapped the quilt around her.

Su Ci was a little dazed, the low fever made her mind a little fuzzy. She was in a daze for a long time, and didn't know what she was thinking. After a long time, the effect of the medicine took effect and she fell into a deep sleep.

Su Ci broke out in a sweat near dawn, her fever had completely subsided, and she felt more energetic. Her face was a little pale, but her eyes were sparkling.

She had washed and changed into pajamas, with her soft black hair draped over one side of her neck. The candlelight was dim, and the two of them stared at each other for a long while.

Yang Yanzong half-knelt on the bed, held her hand, and placed her hand on his left chest over his heart, his heart beating strongly.

He also put his hand over her heart, "Okay," You said you don't understand, you've never loved, okay I'll give you time, "Then how long do you think it will take?"

Because he was heartbroken and reluctant, he relented again, but he could only relent to this extent. He would never give in even a little on the point he insisted on!

Su Ci: “…”

Sometimes, she really couldn't stand his aggressiveness, but she could only say, "I don't know."

"I'll try my best." This was all she could add.

Su Ci didn't dare to make a promise, he would take it seriously.

Her eyelashes moved and she looked at him nervously. Her pale cheeks, after the fever subsided, looked almost translucent, and were unusually soft and fragile.

"You didn't lie to me?"

Yang Yanzong stroked her face and leaned over to kiss her, from her lips to her cheeks. He hugged her tightly and held her tightly in his arms, "Okay, then don't make me wait too long!"

Su Ci couldn't help but close her eyes. She leaned over his neck, licked her lips, and after a while, she uttered a low "hmm".

Yang Yanzong's hand never left her heart, moving from her chest to her back, holding her tightly. He hugged her tightly, wrapped her in the quilt, and pressed her tightly into his arms, pressing her against his heart.

Don't keep me waiting too long!