Chapter 8 008 If he dares to seek death, Xie Qingyuan won’t live for many days...
The sky after the rain is still gloomy.
In the quiet inner room, the woman's low sobs and the man's heavy breathing intertwined and merged into one.
Yun Sheng's legs were spread apart by Xie Zhan, and she knelt in his arms, her two slender arms hanging casually at his sides. He pressed heavily on her shoulders and back, forcing her to look up, making it almost difficult for her to breathe.
This was the first time Yun Sheng had been hugged so tightly by a man, a man who was nominally her cousin. Tears welled up in her eyes, and Yun Sheng suddenly remembered the widow Yu from their village. She had committed adultery with a man and was caught by the man's wife. The village headman had decided to have her thrown into a pig cage.
Mrs. Qian spat a lot in the yard, saying that the head of the village was fair and that such a fickle and unfaithful woman should be thrown into a pig cage.
Yun Sheng still remembered Widow Yu’s white eyes that were swollen by river water.
Xie Zhan's palm was gripping the young lady's slender waist. Seeing her lifeless and dazed look, he frowned and pushed her down heavily again.
He seemed to want to pierce her. Her struggle was useless and Yun Sheng was forced to endure it.
She bit her lips tightly, refusing to make that embarrassing sound again.
Xie Zhan refused to let her have her wish, and immediately asked unhappily, "What's wrong with me being a marquis? Why are you being wronged by following me?"
Yun Sheng didn't want to see him, nor did she want to hear him say such shameless words, so she turned her head and closed her eyes.
Xie Zhan laughed so hard that she almost died.
A few wisps of breeze drifted in through the gaps in the half-open window, dispersing the scent of heather in the room.
Xie Zhan finally let her go.
Yun Sheng felt hopeless.
Her legs felt weak and she trembled as she tried to adjust the hem of her skirt, but her hands were covered with his dirty stuff, and her heart ached again.
Xie Zhan glanced at her and warned her sternly, "If you dare to seek death, Xie Qingyuan won't live for a few days."
Yun Sheng's straight back bent a little more, she paused, and then walked out of his yard without looking back.
She dragged her body all the way back to Qingtong Courtyard like a walking corpse.
The courtyard was silent. The doors of her mother-in-law and husband's rooms were tightly shut, presumably still resting. Yun Sheng was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Only Ah Xi came forward and asked, "Madam, why did you come back so late? My husband left early this morning."
"Madam? Madam?"
Ah Xi waved her hand, and she called out twice before Yun Sheng came back to his senses.
"Well, I'm back... I'm back. It's good to be back."
Yun Sheng's voice was hoarse, and he muttered to himself twice, then went into the inner room.
The door was closed and she fell to the ground helplessly.
Yun Sheng felt uncomfortable and sticky because of the blockage under her body. She lowered her head, lifted her skirt, and saw dots of white sticky liquid on her panties.
The man had pushed the white fabric deeper, and Yun Sheng reached down, struggling to pull it out. The silky fabric rubbed against her delicate skin, causing her pain as she pulled, but she remained calm, as if the pain had faded.
Yun Sheng's face was numb. She looked at her wet fingertips, buried her head in her arms, and finally burst into tears.
Even though Xie Zhan didn't go in completely and there was a layer of clothes between them, how could she deceive herself with such intimate behavior?
The faces of her mother-in-law and husband flashed through her mind one by one.
Her husband once said that he would formally marry her after he graduated from high school next year. How could she still have the nerve to do that now?
But what was her fault? She was forced to do it. Yun Sheng would not seek death. She always knew that living was a difficult thing.
"Sheng Niang, Sheng Niang, I heard from your servant that you are back. Are you asleep now?"
It was Xie Qingyuan knocking on the door.
Yun Sheng opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond.
Perhaps because he saw she had been silent for a long time, his voice was tinged with anxiety. "Just now when I came back, I heard from my maid that you had gone looking for me, so I went out to look for you again. I didn't find you, so I came back. Where did you go?"
"Why aren't you talking? Did you cry just now?"
Yun Sheng raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and whispered, trying to sound as normal as possible, "I...I'm useless. I went looking for you, but I got lost."
Xie Qingyuan outside the door breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's okay. The mansion is huge. If you walk around a few times, you will remember it. Then open the door and let me take a look at you?"
Yun Sheng looked sad: "I'm tired and want to sleep for a while."
Xie Qingyuan wanted to knock on the door, but was pulled away by Mrs. Qian. She cursed, "She has nothing to do all day long. Why is she so tired? Is she deliberately trying to be lazy?"
Yun Sheng buried his head in the quilt and sobbed silently.
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"Mom, what do you want me to do?" Xie Qingyuan looked at Mrs. Qian in confusion.
Mrs. Qian looked around and closed the door.
She then pointed to a green silk umbrella in the corner that looked out of place in the gray room and asked, "How did my son get an umbrella like this, suitable for the nobility? Did he catch the eye of some important figure at today's poetry gathering?"
She had been worried the entire morning, fearing that her son would not be able to adapt to such a banquet and that he would be looked down upon.
She wanted to go to the front yard to find out something, but the servants in this mansion just acted according to the situation and didn't take her seriously.
Xie Qingyuan blushed and said truthfully, "My son didn't wait for Sheng Niang, and ran into the second lady of the mansion on the way. She was kind and lent me her umbrella."
Mrs. Qian opened her mouth wide. She thought that the lady in the mansion looked like the second lady, with a square face and thick lips. She couldn't be called ugly, after all, she was wearing silk and satin, gold and silver pearl hairpins, and with makeup on, she couldn't be that ugly.
But we can only say that she is a dignified and noble lady, not a great beauty. However, the second lady is very different. She is truly a rare beauty.
She leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Why is Second Lady so kind? Could it be that she has feelings for my son?"
Xie Qingyuan's face flushed. "Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? How could a fairy-like figure like Second Lady fall for me?"
Mrs. Qian was unhappy: "My son is handsome and talented. If he can really pass the imperial examination next year, I will feel that Second Lady is not worthy of my son. You can marry a noble lady from a high-class family."
The Second Lady's father, the Third Master, is just a bastard. Even though he is a bastard, no one knows why he has never entered the officialdom. Now he just takes care of some menial affairs in the mansion and is of little help to his son's official career.
Xie Qingyuan listened to her mother's increasingly outrageous remarks and quickly interrupted, "My son already has a daughter, Sheng Niang. When he graduates from high school next year, he will welcome her home with great fanfare. Mother, please don't say such things again, especially in front of Sheng Niang."
"Yuanlang, oh Yuanlang, are you confused? Mother has already inquired about it. People like us who have no connections, even if we become officials, we will probably be appointed as seventh-rank county magistrates in remote counties. Mother worked hard to support you to study, wasn't it just so that you could stay in Chang'an? If you marry a noble woman, with the support of your father-in-law, there is no need to worry about not being able to rise to a high position. The relationship between us in the Hou Mansion is still a little shallow, so you have to make more plans."
Mrs. Qian was so disappointed that she continued, "Sheng Niang is just a child bride. How can she be your wife? She's petty and uneducated. How can she help you manage your harem? If you really like her, you can make her a concubine after you get married. I don't think she would dare to complain in the slightest."
Xie Qingyuan was so shocked that his eyes widened. It turned out that his mother had never thought of letting Sheng Niang be his wife since she came to Chang'an.
Mrs. Qian sighed and said, "Given her status, it wouldn't be unfair to her to be your concubine. My son, please think about it carefully."
Xie Qingyuan didn't want to wrong Yun Sheng. A man's word is as good as his bond. He closed his eyes, and the ugly faces at today's poetry gathering suddenly flashed through his mind.
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The sun was setting, and it was time for dinner, but Yun Sheng was still sleeping in the house.
Ah Xi knocked on the door lightly and called out "wife" twice, but there was still no movement from inside.
She was extremely anxious and pushed the door open regardless.
The bed curtains were drawn tightly. Ah Xi went forward and lifted them, only to see the lady on the couch lying on her side, holding the quilt in her arms. Her clothes were clinging to her body, and her full forehead and cheeks were covered with fine beads of sweat.
She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Ah Xi touched her forehead and found it was burning hot, a symptom of fever.
She shook Yun Sheng gently twice and called out, "Madam, Madam, wake up."
Her head felt like it was weighed down by a thousand pounds, buzzing, and someone kept calling her in her ears. Yun Sheng lifted her heavy eyelids with force, blinked a few times, and finally opened her eyes.
She held Ah Xi's hand, her throat dry: "Water, I want to drink water."
Ah Xi hurried to pour water, and Yun Sheng was half-supported by her and drank two cups in a row.
"Madam, you have a fever. I'll go tell Old Madam Qian, then report back to the Second Madam, and I'll go out and get a doctor for you."
"Okay." Yun Sheng lay down and said sincerely, "Thank you, Ah Xi."
Ah Xi's face turned red. She felt unworthy of Yun Niang's thanks and felt guilty.
Fortunately, it was still daylight and not yet curfew, so the Second Madam was quite tolerant about my leaving the house and even said in a friendly manner that I could get the money from the accounting office later.
After leaving the Second Madam's courtyard, Ah Xi turned around and entered Linyuan Pavilion.
After a while, she went out from the west corner gate, and about a quarter of an hour later, she returned to Qingtong Courtyard with the doctor.
Mrs. Qian and Xie Qingyuan were already in Yunsheng's room.
Mrs. Qian was not in a good mood, muttering about losing money. Xie Qingyuan looked anxious, wrung out the wet towel, and repeatedly covered Yun Sheng's forehead.
"Shengniang, how are you feeling? It's all my fault. I should have come in to check on you at noon."
"You're a grown man, you don't need to do these. Yuanlang, please move aside, let your mother do it." Mrs. Qian didn't want to serve Yun Sheng, but she couldn't stand her son serving Yun Sheng even more.
Ah Xi came in at this time. She took the towel from Mrs. Qian and said, "Old lady and the young master can go and rest. I will take care of the lady here. The doctor has taken the medicine boy to the small kitchen to boil the medicine."
Mrs. Qian was more than happy to do so, but Xie Qingyuan didn't want to leave.
Yun Sheng glanced at him, holding back tears, and then turned her back and said, "I'm afraid I'll infect you. Brother and mother, go out first. It's not a serious illness."
She was full of grievances, but she couldn't tell Xie Qingyuan. Looking at the face that cared about her, she felt even more ashamed and didn't know how to face it.
Yun Sheng was helped by Ah Xi to drink the medicine.
Ah Xi asked, "My lady, your stomach is still empty. How about I go to the kitchen and make you some soft porridge? At least it will fill your stomach."
Yun Sheng shook his head and said weakly, "I have no appetite."
After what happened at noon, how could she eat?
She knew that she was frightened sick.
Yun Sheng washed up briefly and came out of the bathroom in the back room. As soon as she returned to her room, she took two steps back to the door. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her lips, which had already lost their color, became even paler.
Xie Zhan was sitting upright on a mahogany chair.
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