Chapter 175 The Big Dream (Part 2)
Her voice was gentle, "Okay, go ahead."
After a while, he woke up and felt less dizzy. "My husband is awake. Would you like some water?"
He shook his head and leaned back on the bed. The room was lightly lit with fragrance. She came closer and pulled the quilt for him. "Husband, does your head still hurt?" Her face was full of worry.
"It's okay, don't worry. You've been here for so long, go to sleep." Maybe it was the wine he drank that night that made him gentler than usual.
She was still worried, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "Bai Yi, go down and rest. I'll wait for her to come over before I go back." After that, she got up and closed the window to prevent the night wind from giving him a headache. When she came over, he had just gotten out of bed. She reached out to help him, and an inexplicable floral fragrance lingered in his nose. "What flower?"
She was confused, "I don't have any incense, husband."
"That's your body fragrance, how come it smells so good." Maybe it was the lingering night, or maybe it was the effect of the wine, he forgot how much he hated her in the past, but now he hugged her tightly and she sniffed his neck, her breath slowly getting hotter, he was no longer satisfied with this.
She had long been distracted by him and could not think, "Stay, I want you."
She didn't speak, only biting her lip, shy and sweet. The candlelight danced in the air, casting a vague and lingering shadow. The room was filled with incense, and the red curtains blocked out the hustle and bustle of the world. For a moment, she was a little scared.
"I am your husband."
Her breathing became disordered, and she slowly opened her eyes, trying to pry his hands open.
Her eyes were blurred and her smooth white chin was slightly raised.
Clothes were scattered on the ground, and the moonlight shone quietly on them, but it could not illuminate the rising flames.
Her cheeks were rosy, and she felt shy and embarrassed. She frowned slightly and ran her fingers through his hair.
She combed her hair lightly, sometimes heavily, her joints bent and her teeth bit lightly.
In the dim light, he searched for her hand again, interlocked their fingers, and pressed them on the snow-white pillow.
The night passed quietly.
He woke up at the first light of the morning. He was stunned for a moment when he saw her. Then he looked at himself, slowly calmed down, and sat up from the bed.
"I'll get your clothes for you." She knew his clothes were in the cubicle.
He supported his head slightly and said, "No need. I'll ask someone to prepare water for bathing." After that, he ignored him and took the clothes from yesterday.
Of course she knew what she should do in this matter. As a wife, she should go and serve him, but she could see that he was not happy. She didn't know why. Maybe it was because he was in a bad mood after waking up, or maybe he remembered what happened last night and felt disgusted and regretful?
She slowly placed the clothes in her hands beside the bed, feeling somewhat at a loss as to what to do.
"...I was drunk last night." He said as he put on his clothes.
She lowered her head and became even more silent.
Of course Zhao Yan knew what was going to happen next, but he was powerless to do anything. He watched as a smart and bright woman's luster was dulled.
Then, he looked at her and tried to speak gently, "I was... too much last night. Are you okay?"
She tried to tell herself that she was overthinking it. After all, didn't her husband care about her?
She shook her head.
He walked over, straightened her hairpin, and said, "Then...you can go back first. You don't have to pay your respects today. I will tell mother."
She quickly shook her head, "No, that's not necessary... Husband, if you still have a headache, just get some rest." Then she instructed, "You can also drink some honey water, that would be better."
He nodded.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside, and Bai Yi came in. She knew it was time to leave. When she reached the door, she heard him order, "Prepare some water for me."
There was no trace of joy in his tone, and it was even extremely cold.
She tugged at her sleeves, her heart filled with sadness and loneliness. She felt a lot of loss, as well as the frustration of a woman who was not cherished and cared for by the man she loved.
At this moment, Bai Yi called out, "Madam, your sachet fell."
He was about to go in, but suddenly turned around as if he thought of something, took it from Bai Yi's hand, leaned in to smell it, and his expression changed.
Bai Yi asked, "What's wrong, Master?"
"It's nothing, go down first." He said in a cold tone.
After Bai Yi nodded and left, she didn't know what had happened. She just felt that her husband was very unhappy and even disgusted after taking the sachet.
She walked over and asked carefully, "...Husband, what's wrong?"
He suddenly said, "There's musk and aphrodisiacs in this. You drugged it, didn't you?"
She was stunned, not understanding what he was saying. He raised his eyes, his gaze was cold, even with contempt and anger.
"What kind of tutoring would allow you to do such a thing?"
She was speechless, and he stared at her and said, "Yu Huatang, why would you do such a thing? You should know how much I hate it."
His expression was cold and stern. "I know what you want, but I can tell you clearly that it's impossible. On the day you married into the family, you should have known that the title of Young Madam of the Zhao family was acceptable, but nothing else was possible."
"So, why are you so greedy and insatiable, even resorting to such despicable tactics? Didn't your family ever teach you anything? What do you think my Zhao family is? What do you think I am? Are you just a ladder for you to climb to the top?"
He had never been so angry before, nor had he ever been so furious, or even cursed at anyone like this, so he was like this because he was extremely angry.
She finally understood that he thought she had used some tricks from a brothel and shamelessly gave her an aphrodisiac.
He felt that he was greedy. He had already become the young lady of the Zhao family, but he still wanted true love and children, and wanted a higher status.
She could explain that she didn't know much about the spices here, but she bought some and brought them back just because they smelled good.
But she couldn't speak.
What made her sad was not his anger, but the fact that touching her made him so angry. She even realized that when he was sober, he would never touch her.
She remembered the New Year's Eve last year. It turned out that her infatuation and her silent waiting were all wrong.
It turned out that he was no different from other people. He despised her from the bottom of his heart and didn't want to have too much involvement with her.
In an instant, she lost her courage and the color on her face gradually faded.
Seeing her like this, he angrily stuffed the sachet into her arms and said, "You are speechless, aren't you?"
After a long pause, she finally spoke, "I didn't put any medicine in it. As for why it was in there, I don't know. I just bought it."
She spoke calmly, stating the facts softly, as if she was trying to defend herself.
He was speechless for a moment, but he didn't want to look at her anymore. He closed his eyes tightly and asked her to go away quickly.
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