Chapter 7 007 This Marquis wants you, so you have to accept it
Yun Sheng withdrew his hand and took a breath.
She looked up and slowly raised her eyes, only to see Xie Hou looking down at her condescendingly.
"Uncle...cousin." Yun Sheng's lips trembled twice.
"Can you still walk?" Xie Zhan said in a low voice and stretched out a big hand towards her.
"Thank you, uncle. I can do it myself." Yun Shengfang lowered his eyes again and never took his hand.
Seeing her avoiding suspicion, Xie Zhan's face became sullen and frosty.
The young lady had a stubborn expression on her face, her hair disheveled and wet, sticking to her earlobes. Raindrops trickled down her long black hair and into her bulging skirt. Her face, plain and simple, without any makeup, was like a lotus flower emerging from the water after rain, pure and elegant.
She was wearing a turquoise silk skirt with a plain top. The thin clothes were tightly attached to her body, highlighting her graceful figure.
The guard took the umbrella from Xie Zhan.
He remained silent for a long time, then leaned down slightly in front of Yun Sheng's frightened pupils.
Xie Zhan lifted Yun Sheng's slender back with one hand, and put the other hand around her legs, holding her in his arms while she was suspended in mid-air.
Yun Sheng looked panicked and hurriedly whispered, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Uncle, I'm sorry. Please put me down quickly."
Her voice was hurried, and as she spoke, she raised her hands to push Xie Zhan away, struggling without stopping. His whole body was burning hot, and the places he touched were even more burning.
Xie Zhan pretended not to hear and strode towards Linyuan Pavilion with the person in his arms.
Yun Sheng looked around, feeling extremely nervous, afraid that she would be seen by others, and then she would not be able to explain herself even if she opened her mouth several times.
"Uncle, uncle, I beg you, it's so impolite of you to do this." Her clear eyes were filled with tears and mist, and she had already turned red with anxiety.
"Do you really want me to put you down?"
Xie Zhan's eyes were cold and serious, and the strength in his hands suddenly loosened a little while he spoke. The fear of weightlessness made Yun Sheng's face pale. She subconsciously climbed onto Xie Zhan's shoulders and hugged him tightly.
"Since you don't want to fall, just keep quiet."
Xie Zhan tilted his head and took a steady look at Yun Sheng. She was obediently hugging his neck, quieting down a bit. Perhaps afraid of being caught, she buried her face in his chest, one hand still clutching his shirt tightly.
She relied on him so docilely, and his arms were filled by her. Xie Zhan relaxed his brows and felt comfortable all over.
What a fool! If he didn't want to be caught, no servants in the mansion would dare to gossip about him.
The person in his arms was trembling and shaking. Xie Zhan said calmly, "What are you afraid of? I just saw that you sprained your ankle, so I took you back to Linyuan Pavilion to wash and change clothes. Do you think I can eat you? Or do you really want to walk all the way back to Qingtong Courtyard in such a mess?"
After he finished speaking, Yun Sheng felt relieved and stared at him in a daze.
The rain had almost stopped, turning into a light drizzle.
A crystal clear drop of water slid from Xie Hou's sharp jaw to his Adam's apple, and then flooded into the collar of his round robe.
Yun Sheng pursed her lips and said, "My feet are fine and I can still walk. I'm afraid I'll be wasting my uncle's kindness. My husband is still waiting for me, so I dare not trouble him any more."
As she spoke, she tried to break free from Xie Zhan.
Xie Zhan smiled softly, "It has delayed us for quite some time. I'm afraid he has already returned to Qingtong Courtyard. You'd better take care of yourself."
Yun Sheng refuted him softly: "No, my husband hasn't seen me yet, so he must still be waiting in the front yard."
"Xie Qingyuan is a good man with hands and feet. The rain has stopped and he will walk by himself." Xie Zhan said coldly, with a nameless anger in his chest.
She talks about Xie Qingyuan all the time. Does she really like him so much?
Yun Sheng heard impatience in Xie Zhan's voice, and he was afraid of angering him, so he stopped talking.
What Lord Xie said made sense. The rain had stopped, and her husband should not go back in the rain. But if she turned back, she would definitely be scolded by her mother-in-law.
What made Yun Sheng feel fortunate was that she didn't see a single person along the way while being carried by Xie Hou. Perhaps it was because of the heavy rain just now, and everyone had returned to the house.
As for the servants in Marquis Xie's courtyard, they all waited respectfully with their heads bowed, and it was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was around.
"How's your hand?" Xie Zhan asked suddenly.
Yun Sheng saluted: "It's nothing serious, just a few scrapes."
"Hmm." He withdrew his gaze from her and then looked at the maid: "Go and take Madam Yun downstairs and have her wash up."
Yun Sheng originally thought that the "washing" that Xie Zhan mentioned meant washing one's face and hands and tidying up one's appearance. It was not until she was carried to a wooden barrel by two maids that she came to her senses.
It is more than just a little bit against the rules for the niece's wife to bathe in her cousin's yard.
Her face flushed, and she refused to take off her clothes: "No need."
The two maids knelt down in panic and kowtowed, "Madam Yun, please be kind and don't make things difficult for us."
Yun Sheng went to help the two girls: "It's none of your business. I will go and explain it to my uncle."
The two women remained kneeling, saying, "The Marquis said that if we can't get Madam Yun to give in, he'll have us both slap our faces thirty times."
Yun Sheng took a few steps back, feeling a chill on his back.
After a long silence, she spoke with difficulty: "I understand."
The two women breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly helped her change clothes and take a bath. If Yun Sheng refused, they would kneel down at every turn, so they had no choice but to let them go.
The warm water soaked through her body, relaxing every pore, but Yun Sheng was too anxious to enjoy it. She looked at the small dress and underwear hanging on the carved openwork screen, along with the green skirt and embroidery that matched the one she had worn when she arrived, and a strange feeling suddenly struck her.
The maids just said that these were all sent by Marquis Xie.
He had neither a concubine nor a wife or concubines, so why would he buy clothes for girls?
The important thing is that it is very similar to hers.
Yun Sheng was absent-minded and just let the two men serve her. What was even more strange was that the size of the red dress fit her very well.
She was led by a maid into Marquis Xie's house.
Yun Sheng was startled after only looking up. He quickly lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you for what you did today, uncle. I'll bring you another plate of cakes later. If there's nothing important, I'll leave now."
Xie Zhan probably had just bathed. He was leaning on the Arhat couch, sitting with his clothes on, and he was only wearing a white undershirt underneath.
Yun Sheng avoided him, not daring to look any further. She only caught a glimpse of him raising his hand, and with a click, she turned around and saw the maid exit the room and slowly close the door.
She felt uneasy and bit her lip and asked, "What does this mean, uncle?"
Xie Zhan narrowed his narrow eyes and straightened up a little: "My headache is coming back. Come forward and massage my acupoints."
Headache? I've been in the mansion for many days, but I've never heard that Lord Xie suffers from a headache?
Yun Sheng lowered his eyes and said, "I have never learned medicine. I am afraid that I might have missed my uncle's condition. Why don't you ask a doctor to come to your house?"
Xie Zhan's eyes were solemn, and Yun Sheng felt a chill all over her body from the gaze above her head.
After a moment, she finally compromised and stepped forward and said, "My cooking skills are not good, I hope my uncle will bear with me."
Yun Sheng smiled bitterly. She didn't know why things had turned out like this. She had clearly intended to distance herself from this cousin after giving him the purse.
"Just press it, I won't blame you."
Xie Zhan closed his eyes and leaned casually on the couch.
Yun Sheng stood beside him, took a deep breath, and gently placed her hands on Xie Zhan's solar plexus. She gently rubbed it with her fingertips, making circles.
The young lady's strength was just right, and the violent anger running through Xie Zhan's heart was calmed down and gradually suppressed.
Five years ago, the day of the great battle with the Turks was also a rainy night. The blood of the soldiers was washed away by the heavy rain, and corpses were scattered all over the ground. His father's body was among them. The bright red blood stung and burned his eyes.
The headache problem started at that time.
It was just after noon when everything in the mansion was quiet. She didn't know how much time had passed. It was so long that Yun Sheng thought Marquis Xie had fallen asleep. It was so long that her fingers felt sore and her feet were a little numb.
She paused for a moment and gently stood on tiptoe, trying to ease the discomfort.
Suddenly, her feet were suspended in the air, and a slender and strong arm grabbed her waist. After a while, Yun Sheng fell into Xie Zhan's arms.
Her clear pupils shrank in shock, and her mind went blank. Then, without caring about status, she exclaimed, "My Lord, what are you going to do?"
Yun Sheng looked up at him and saw that his eyes were slightly open. The bottom of his dark pupils was like a deep lake. It seemed calm on the surface, but in fact it was bottomless and dark.
"What do you think I should do?" Xie Zhan's face was calm and his eyes were fixed.
Yun Sheng was horrified. She tried to get off him, but the man's powerful arms held her tightly, preventing her from moving. Her long legs, dangling in the air and kicking wildly, were quickly grasped by him.
"Uncle, I am your niece-in-law." Yun Sheng deliberately emphasized the last two words, trying to awaken Xie Zhan's reason.
"So what?" Xie Zhan looked at her coldly, his rough fingertips brushing across her cheek, then moving to her red lips, kneading them hard and stroking them back and forth.
He caressed her face again, a smile on his face, but the words he said made Yun Sheng feel like she was falling into hell: "This Marquis wants you, so you have to accept it."
Yun Sheng could no longer cry. Tears streamed down her face, and her voice was filled with sorrow. "Uncle, I am your niece-in-law. Please let me go. You are in a high position and have great power. You can get any noble lady you want. Why force me to do this? Please."
Xie Zhan supported Yun Sheng's back and lifted him up, pushing him forward. Their bodies pressed tightly together. He said in a deep voice, "You don't need to interfere with what I do."
Immediately, he grasped Yun Sheng's chin with his large hand, forcing her to look up. He demanded, "Why are you crying? Isn't it better for you to follow me?"
Yun Sheng's eyes were dull and her voice was hoarse: "I am your niece-in-law, and I have a husband."
"I have a husband, I have a husband." She murmured twice and struggled again while speaking.
Xie Zhan's face was as gloomy as water, and he said lightly: "We haven't even married yet, how can he be considered your husband?"
"I'm his child bride. In our country, we don't even have to marry. I'll be his wife once I reach the age of marriage." Yun Sheng's originally calm face suddenly became agitated, and she raised her voice angrily, "I'm his wife. Marquis Xie, a great general who defends his country, secretly forced himself on someone else's wife and took his niece's wife. If this gets out, aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you and ruin the reputation of the Marquis's mansion for a hundred years?"
Xie Zhan laughed, "If I marry you, you will enter the palace as the daughter of a minor official. As for my cousin's fiancée, she will be kidnapped by thieves and destroyed."
He touched Yun Sheng's cold, trembling face and said, "Tell me, whose wife did I take away?"
"Shameless, you are shameless." Yun Sheng shouted at the top of his lungs, but there was no sound outside the door.
Xie Zhan placed his hands on her hips, then threw her down hard. Yun Sheng suddenly pressed tightly against him.
She widened her eyes and kept her mouth slightly open for a long time without making any sound.
Yun Sheng remembered that when she went to the river to wash clothes, she heard the women in the village teasing the newly married young lady, saying that she came to wash clothes so lively on the second day of her wedding. Could it be that her husband looked big but was actually a weakling?
The thing she touched on Xie Zhan in the carriage that day flashed through her mind again. It turned out...it turned out that everything had a traceable path.
Yun Sheng closed his eyes, and tears as big as pearls silently slid down from the corners of his eyes.
Xie Zhan seemed to move, and then he let out a muffled groan.
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