88. Split

◎Put it in your arms and swallow it◎

Chapter 88

"Ye'er, up to now, apart from those few things, have you hidden anything else from me?" Ji Ci looked at her indifferently and coldly.

Jiang Qiuye didn't understand why he kept asking.

She straightened up, looked at him and shook her head.

But he was even colder, and exuded a dangerous aura.

Jiang Qiuye frowned, sensing his increasingly serious mood.

Did he know all her deceptions?

But if he knew, how could he treat her so gently during the day?

"Husband, you seem to be in a bad mood today. Why do you suddenly ask me this?" She looked a little nervous.

Ji Ci closed his eyes in disappointment, then opened them again and said, "It's okay. I just messed up a lot of things recently, and suddenly I remembered that the emperor was deceived in order to seize military power."

She nodded, thinking that he was so busy on a daily basis, and that he probably felt much more pressure than the average person. Furthermore, the sword hanging over his head came not only from the emperor, but also from his nephew and the important officials in the palace who had formed their own faction.

No matter how skilled he is, he is still just a mortal, and naturally he will be irritated by these pressures.

She shook his sleeves, stuck out her tongue at him cutely, and said coquettishly, "Husband, don't be sad. What do you want Ye'er to do? It can make you feel better."

He stared at her without looking away. "Really? Anything is fine?"

She nodded vigorously, "As long as my husband is happy, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

He pulled the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

Ever since the Susu case, he has been in a huge contradiction that seems to be tearing him apart.

On one side is the moral and rational cognition, and on the other side is the uncontrollable love for her.

Jiang Qiuye kissed his ear again. She sat on him, trying to light the fire, trying to soothe his restless heart. She slowly moved, kissed his cheek, and whispered, "Husband, Ye'er will always be with you."

Ji Ci felt that these words were extremely hypocritical.

It started raining heavily outside the house at some point, and the strong wind blew so hard that the tightly closed window frames made a hissing sound.

She untied his sweat towel and tried to put her hand into his underwear. He grabbed her wrist forcefully, stared into her eyes, and said, "Really, Ye'er? Are you lying to me?"

Jiang Qiuye froze, feeling the pain in his wrist. He felt guilty, but he didn't hesitate for a moment before saying, "Of course it's true. I will definitely do what I promised in the future."

Ji Ci's eyes were cold, and his voice drifted into her ears, "You said it, if Ye'er lies to me again, I will never forgive her."

If she lied to him again, he would really put her in prison.

"Brother Jian Xi..."

Jiang Qiuye was startled by his gaze, and before she could react, Ji Ci swept all the documents and ink on the desk to the ground with a loud bang. The ink splashed out, staining the carefully sorted documents.

He pushed her violently against the desk. The cold and hardness of her back hurt, and she cried out. He didn't stop, tearing her clothes open. The fine threads on the pearl dress broke, and the pearls fell to the floor, rolling to every corner of the room with a crisp clatter.

She lowered her head and looked at the ruined pearl dress in shock, "The dress is ruined!"

“If it breaks, just buy another one.”

"Brother Jian Xi! Ji Ci! Wait..."

He leaned forward aggressively, ignoring her cries. Unlike his usual gentleness, he didn't kiss her, but instead restrained her neck with one hand and pinched her slender waist with the other, his extremely violent movements causing her unbearable pain.

Sweat dripped from his forehead onto her chest. He lowered his head and looked at the scar left by the sword wound.

The guilt he once felt now turned to sarcasm, making him even more rude, his face stern and his eyes devoid of lust.

She once told him that they would have their own children, and that for the sake of his wife and children, he could not give up on himself. He had been so excited for her that he was willing to lower himself to such a low level for her.

He didn't ask her to have him in her heart, nor did he ask her to be a good person anymore, he just wanted her not to deceive him, but she couldn't even do that.

He loved her so much that for her, he was willing to abandon the laws he had revised with his own hands. If she could truly love him, he would no longer care about the dynasty. He would give her any information she wanted with both hands.

His love for her was really... too humble and cautious.

He now realized that he really couldn't do this, couldn't treat her the same way he treated the other spies. He couldn't bear her grievances, couldn't bear her grief.

He didn't even dare to ask, to break the window paper. He was afraid that if he scared her away, she might never come back.

The torrential rain outside ravaged the delicate flowers. Jiang Qiuye endured it with all her might, listening to the crackling sound of the raindrops. A few pearls on the desk rolled over beneath her, causing her to feel a pain. She cried out, and then tears began to flow.

Ji Ci looked at the tears she shed because of his anger, as if this was the real her, crying for real.

Only by possessing her with such strength can one find a trace of realism from her.

He still stopped and threw all the pearls under her to the ground.

Looking at Jiang Qiuye, whose eyes were filled with tears, her hair stuck to her cheeks, and she was naked, while he himself was still neatly dressed, he finally lowered his head, whispered softly "Ye'er", then kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and kissed her lips soothingly.

"Ye'er, don't you like it?"

Jiang Qiuye was out of breath and couldn't make a sound.

Ji Ci raised his hand to hold the top of her head, and said softly, "Isn't this what Ye'er wants? If Ye'er doesn't want to, ask me to stop, and I won't do it."

She was a little unable to react, bit her lip and shook her head, enduring the pain in her back from the desk, and hugged his shoulders again.

"Husband, husband."

She actually missed him a lot these days.

It had been so long since he last touched her that he seemed to have forgotten.

But in Ji Ci's eyes, this action was just a seduction by a spy, a beauty trap offered to him by the enemy country.

Suddenly, there was some soreness in his eyes. He frowned, raised his hand to turn her over, and placed a big hand on her slender and white neck, as if with just a little force, he could kill this spy who had deceived him about everything.

She gradually felt the hand tightening around her neck and began to suffocate. She couldn't help but grab his wrist, but she didn't use much force. When she thought he was going to kill her, he let her go.

Jiang Qiuye coughed a few times, and a few drops of something that looked like sweat dripped onto her beautiful butterfly bones, but the temperature was not like sweat.

She couldn't concentrate on thinking and wanted to turn her head to look at him, but she was held down and he covered her eyes with his hands.

It wasn't until an unknown amount of time passed that the heavy rain and strong wind outside finally stopped.

She was still pressed against the desk with his back to her, unable to turn around. Ji Ci was still dressed neatly, but he held her tightly and didn't let go for a long time.

He gasped for breath, not knowing what to do.

He couldn't let her go, he really couldn't.

Even if he held her in his arms and swallowed her, it seemed that he did not truly possess her.

It was obvious that she was his enemy, a trap woven in the land of tenderness.

Even though she was full of exploitation and calculation, he still loved her so humbly. He suddenly thought meanly, if she could really get pregnant with his child, would he be able to truly own her?

Now he was caught in a dilemma, a constant chasm. He hated himself for having been so shrewd all his life, yet so easily deceived by her. He blamed himself for blurring his vision from the very beginning.

He even began to regret, if only he hadn't run into her and Ji Kang, if only he hadn't met Jinhong, if only he hadn't sent people to Wuzhou to investigate her, if only he hadn't caught Zhao Wan'er, if only he hadn't taken Sisi in from the beginning...

Will everything be the same as it was at the beginning?

Listening to her soft sobs, holding her motionless body, he closed his eyes, raised his hand and gently stroked the top of her head, then gently kissed the red mole behind her ear, and then kissed the scar on her butterfly bone.

He moved the hand on her head to the raised scar on her chest again, rubbing it.

The answer that I had been looking for for a long time seemed to become clearer in my mind.

That's all.

That's all.

Just a spy, so what? Keep her under your watch and use the benefits to tie her down.

After a long and tender moment, he picked her up from the table and put one of his coats on her. Seeing the bruises on her knees and waist, he raised his hand to touch them. She hissed, and he immediately withdrew his hand and looked at her beautiful face that was battered and messy.

It was late at night outside.

Ji Ci ordered some hot water, and without a word, he carried her to the bathroom and put her in the tub. Jiang Qiuye was exhausted, her body aching and swollen, and as soon as she sank into the warm water, she fell into a deep sleep.

He cleaned her gently, carried her back to the bed, found some ointment and applied it to her, helped her change into clean clothes, then followed her onto the bed and held her in his arms.

Jiang Qiuye was an elite assassin trained from childhood, so her physique was naturally different from that of an ordinary person. After enduring all this, it seemed like nothing happened to her. After taking a bath, she recovered.

Curled up in his arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, my heart gradually calmed down.

Ever since he discovered what happened to Zhao Wan'er, it had been a long time since she had been able to lie in his arms.

Although he had frightened her in the study just now, and she almost thought she was going to be killed by him, if she thought about it this way, if he wanted her to die, she might really not resist at all.

But now, after the incident, all that is left is shyness.

The candlelight had long been extinguished. Under the moonlight, she raised her eyes to look at his jaw, raised her hand to smooth his frown, and whispered, "Brother Jian Xi, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

She hugged his waist tightly, smiled sweetly and tilted her head to coax him: "Brother Jian Xi, don't be sad anymore."

Ji Ci held her tightly in his arms, kissed her forehead again, and then kissed her nose and lips in a flattering manner. He said stiffly, "I'm sorry, I lost control and hurt you."

She shook her head and returned the favor by giving him a soft kiss on the lips.

He patted her back gently and said soothingly, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Qiuye smiled, because she was happy that they were reconciled. What happened in the study just now was not in vain. She buried her head in his chest and closed her eyes.

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, she suddenly heard him whisper in her ear, "Ye'er, you promised me today that you will always be with me. Don't break your promise."

Jiang Qiuye couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, raised her head and kissed his chin again, saying: "Ye'er will always be with Brother Jian Xi. Ye'er can't live without Brother Jian Xi."

Ji Ci sighed, a faint sneer flashing in his eyes.

Hopefully, this time, she's telling the truth.

The author has something to say:

Bedside Talk: I am a hard-headed person. I hate you! I want to kill you!

Bedside Ci: What? What did you just say? Woohoo, what should I do? I only want my wife, nothing else!

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