Yan Li didn't take Wen Yichu's strange behavior today to heart, but was curious about what had happened to make Yan Jingzhi give up her life.
But she wasn't the only one curious; Wen Zizhuo was also waiting for Yan Jingzhi to compromise.
He couldn't win the throne, which was understandable, since he did have problems with his abilities and intelligence.
But Yan Jingzhi was just changing her collaborator when she wrote the book. He hadn't treated her badly, so why was she disagreeing and making excuses?
Even after being locked up for a few days, he started acting like he was going to die and went crazy, constantly muttering that he wanted to go home, and would stand in the pool from time to time, threatening him.
What home are we going back to?
Not to mention that Prime Minister Yan didn't care about his daughter at all.
Even if she's a concubine, she's still listed in the imperial family's genealogy. If he doesn't release her in this lifetime, she'll be his ghost even if she dies.
To his surprise, Yan Jingzhi actually drowned in the waist-deep pool.
This made his already bad reputation even worse.
Now, people in the city are saying that he had bad habits, which is why this concubine died not long after arriving at the mansion.
He truly had the words on his mind but couldn't bring himself to say them.
…*…
Three days later, at night.
Yan Li glanced at the thin gold chain cuffed to her ankle.
To my utter surprise, Wen Yichu turned out to be a pervert.
Her system arrived late, just in time for an extremely unreasonable event, successfully getting her locked up in a dark room.
“Ah Li,” Wen Yichu said, displeased with Yan Li’s distraction. She pinched Yan Li’s chin, kissed her lips, and then kissed her with even more force.
"You promised to always be with me, are you going back on your word now?"
"dream!"
Yan Li, who was almost out of breath, was in a whirlwind of thoughts. It took her a while to finally catch her breath.
"No...I haven't changed my mind, please stop for a moment..."
That's enough.
He dragged me to bed before the sun had even set, and now it's already late at night. Is he really not afraid of dying from exhaustion?
Yan Li placed her hand on Wen Yichu's shoulder, then slowly exhaled after creating a slight distance between them.
Upon hearing this, Wen Yichu's eyes were unreadable, and a faint, enigmatic laugh escaped her lips. She obediently stopped, but also took the opportunity to capture Yan Li's hands, raising them above her head once more.
"Ah Li, but I heard it all. There's a bad thing that wants to take you away."
The thought that the woman he had finally married might run away to a place he couldn't find made Wen Yichu unable to remain calm, and he couldn't help but speak with a somewhat forceful tone.
“Reject it, Ali.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and she subconsciously pushed the person away further. After adjusting her clothes, her voice trembled slightly:
"Go wash up and go to bed, Wen Yichu, you've gone crazy from staying up all night."
I've said it before.
Staying up late will damage your brain.
I was hallucinating.
Yan Li, deceiving herself, shrank back to the other side of the bed.
Unfortunately, Wen Yichu was not one to compromise easily. Seeing that Yan Li had not given him a definite answer, he pulled her back again, held her tightly in his arms, and hugged her tightly.
Like a pet that knows it is about to be abandoned, it desperately hopes that its owner will have a change of heart and keep it.
"Ah Li, are you really going to abandon your husband?"
His eyes had dimmed, as if he had already guessed Yan Li's choice, and he showed weakness like a pitiful little thing.
Wen Yichu felt wronged, but Yan Li felt even more wronged than him. Her back was almost broken and her voice was nearly hoarse, but he alone seemed to have absorbed her yang energy and became more and more energetic.
"Wen Yichu, can't you have any conscience? You've locked me up, where else can I go?" Yan Li moved her foot.
Suddenly, the quiet room was filled with the sound of a gold chain jingling.
"If I hadn't locked Ali up, would Ali still be in my arms right now?" Wen Yichu showed no remorse, but simply pinched Yan Li's chin once more.
"Ah Li, I forbid you to seek death!"
The truth has come to light.
Looking at Wen Yichu, whose eyes were red, Yan Li asked in surprise, "You think I'm trying to kill myself?"
Although Wen Yichu didn't speak, her eyes clearly conveyed:
Isn't that right?
He never forgot Yan Li's words.
Should we go back to where we're supposed to be?
He wouldn't allow it.
Wen Yichu calmly plotted, ordering people to forge this gold chain and even build a gold cage, planning to lock up his Ali if they couldn't reach an agreement.
He was locked up in a place only he knew about.
Bind her hands and feet, cutting off her path to death.
Even if she hates him for it, he will keep her.
After a long while, Yan Li finally gave in and patted Wen Yichu's head: "Wen Yichu, you've really gone too far. As you wish, I will stay."
"So in exchange, can you take off your dog leash?"
After saying that, Yan Li did not wait for Wen Yichu to untie the gold chain, but instead was overwhelmed by a barrage of kisses.
He scooped her into his arms like he was catching a cat, pinched the back of her neck, pressed her between his legs, and let her struggle.
Yan Li regretted it again.
I have a feeling that if things continue like this, I'll definitely die in bed one day.
But before she could refuse, Wen Yichu pulled her into the dark room again. For her, the long night had only just begun.
...
Wen Yichu never imagined that there would be someone in this world who came for him.
He had long forgotten how many times he had started over and how many times his intelligence had been forcibly reduced; he only remembered those long nights waiting to die in the mansion.
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