Chapter 38: Exclusive 19: Eminem, teach me a lesson, you...
As he spoke, the man handed over a neatly folded piece of paper. Chen Ying unfolded it, her heart pounding. She quickly scanned a few lines of text, then suddenly turned to look at Chen Jinshi and smiled:
“It’s true!”
Chen Jinshi stood behind her, tilting his head to look at her, a smile playing on his lips: "I saw it."
Chen Ying hurriedly thanked the postman and called out to Chen Xing, "Go and prepare some silver for the young man as a thank you gift, and then give him some tea and food."
The postman waved his hand quickly, "You're too polite, young lady. I have to rush to the next place to deliver a message. By the way, Master Chen said that the Empress Dowager has granted him a month's marriage leave. He will be back in two days, so you don't have to worry about that."
After saying this, Chen Xing took out the silver and stuffed it into the postman's hand. After the man left, Chen Xing smiled so hard that his eyes wrinkled. "Miss, this is a great honor for my family!"
Chen Ying couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. "It just so happens that the house is almost ready now. All that's left is to add some fresh flowers and plants."
Chen Jinshi sat back in his chair, his eyes glued to her, and listened to Chen Xing say, "The eldest son is now a fifth-rank official, so his marriage should be more splendid than before."
Chen Ying pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I remember there's a pair of exquisite gilded candlesticks in the general's storeroom. Let's take them out and give them to them."
Chen Xing was about to agree with a smile when Chen Jinshi suddenly said, "No."
Chen Ying glanced at him: "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Jinshi stared at her and said, "All the good things are used by my brothers. What will we use when the time comes?"
In front of Chen Xing, Chen Ying secretly attributed the "we" to Chen Jinshi and Chen Jinyun.
Chen Xing smiled and said, "Second Master, you don't have to worry about that. Not to mention that it's still a long time before Second Master gets married, and besides, I'm already an official. How can the good things in the family be left without you?"
Chen Jinshi's eyes were glued to Shen Ying's back, as if they were burning a hole in her: "Mom, have you ever thought about following me..."
"Chen Jinshi."
Chen Ying turned around and gave a warning look.
Chen Jinshi didn't say anything else, but his eyes were still fixed on her face. The depths of his pupils seemed to be soaked in water, with an indelible dampness.
As if deliberately trying to avoid suspicion, Chen Ying turned to Chen Xing and said, "Just take it out and give it to Jin Xing and the others."
Chen Xing nodded and said, "Okay, okay."
"No." Chen Jinshi stood up and grabbed her wrist suddenly. His strength was not strong, and his fingertips were as cold as ice, with an almost paranoid emotion.
Chen Ying lowered her head and stared at the place where the two were holding hands, feeling a pain in her forehead.
Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, then quickly tried to smooth things over: "Yes, or let's just forget it. Your wedding has already been grand enough."
Chen Ying didn't say anything, and she didn't dare to irritate Chen Jinshi any further. Her wrist was numb from his grip, and she finally let go: "Chen Xing, you go down first."
Chen Xingru was pardoned and quickly responded and retreated.
Before leaving, he looked back twice and saw that the second master's attitude was really the same as when he was a child. He was a domineering person who would snatch everything from the eldest master.
When Miss Shen has a child in the future, he won't have to compete with others for milk, right?
There were only two people left in the corridor. Chen Jinshi not only did not let go, but also moved closer step by step.
Chen Ying's scalp tingled from his stare, and her lower back suddenly hit the wall, and he supported her from behind with a palm.
The man's breath quickly surrounded her, and she couldn't breathe.
Even his eyes changed from the wet and aggrieved look to a sharp one.
He was like a fully drawn bow, with undisguised aggression, trapping her firmly between his arms and the wall.
"Chen Ying, shouldn't you explain something to me?" His voice was low and filled with evil, and his breath fell heavily on her face without any concealment.
She barely avoided his gaze, and he leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on her like a hawk.
Chen Ying turned her head away with all her might, and spoke slowly and clearly, "There's nothing to explain. If you want that pair of candlesticks, keep them for your future use."
"Chen Ying, I want to use it tonight."
She didn't look at him, forcing him to pinch her chin and force her to look up and look directly at him. The possessiveness in his eyes was almost overflowing.
She was stunned. His forehead was against hers, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his breathing.
"Amu..." His voice was very hoarse.
He lowered his eyes and said, "I know what you are thinking. You have never thought of using those candlesticks with me. In your heart, you have long assumed the existence of another person. I want to tell you now that there will never be such a person!"
Chen Ying lowered her eyes slightly: "Hmm. Maybe."
A vow made by a seventeen-year-old boy was truly unconvincing. She might as well have been perfunctory, but she wouldn't have taken it seriously.
He saw through her perfunctory attitude, and his possessiveness instantly receded, turning into cautious flattery.
"I'm serious...please don't leave, okay?"
He gently wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled.
The warm breath hit her neck, a little wet, like a little animal begging for love.
"Amu, can you love me a little more?"
At some point, Chen Jinshi developed the habit of burying his head in the side of her neck, burying his lips and nose in the crook of her neck, sniffing fiercely like a pig addicted to sex.
Although he was clearly showing weakness and begging for mercy in his words, she was forced to retreat step by step by him.
She shrugged and raised her head: "Chen Jinshi, don't be like this."
He was pushed up by her, his eyes sticky and soft, the wet and sticky feeling on her neck was still there.
"Am, do you really not want to kiss me at all? Do you regret getting so close to me?"
Having said that, he rubbed his thumb against her lower lip, hard.
She hadn't figured out how to answer him yet, and his thumb was still twisting her lips. Suddenly, his warm lips covered hers.
No temptation, no buffer, only eager plunder.
He held the back of her neck with one hand, forcing her to raise her head, and pressed the other hand firmly on her waist, keeping the distance between them airtight.
Chen Ying's struggle was like scratching an itch through a shoe in his arms.
He bit her lower lip as if it were a punishment. She groaned, and he gently licked the bite mark as if to please her.
His kiss gradually became sticky and long, lingering on her lips with a pleading look.
Until Chen Ying became weak all over and almost collapsed in his arms, he supported her with his strong arms.
The root of her tongue felt sore, the excitement still lingering, but she was Eminem, she couldn't act like she still wanted it.
She collapsed into his arms and shook her head: "I have no regrets."
Although she said this, her attitude was unclear.
"Look at me," he ordered.
She looked up at him obediently. His eyes were extremely aggressive, and they concealed unsatisfied desires.
Those eyes, which sparkled with a strange luster, stared at her from beginning to end.
"Do you like it?" he asked, caressing her lips.
Her eyelashes trembled, she raised her hand, gently grabbed the collar of his shirt, and turned her head away: "I like it."
She tried her best to appear ambiguous, but he still forced her to express her opinion.
Are you satisfied? Chen Jinshi.
"Then I'll go get the pair of candlesticks."
Chen Ying was stunned.
He added, "Put it on your bedside."
He touched her head, then let her go. Chen Ying held him back: "Chen Jinshi, don't make trouble."
He turned around and blinked: "Am, besides the two rules you set, can't I do whatever I want?"
He asked sincerely.
She explained gently: "No, Chen Jinshi, those two are the bottom line."
He looked at her for a while before making a gesture of retreat: “Okay, Am, I am your best child, I will naturally listen to you.
Am I?
"Who are you."
The snow started falling in the second half of the night, and when we woke up in the morning, the entire Jinling city was wrapped in white.
Chen Ying had just ordered someone to clear the snow in front of the door when she heard the doorman come to report that the master's carriage had arrived.
She walked towards the door in her soft-soled shoes. Chen Jinshi held her back and stuffed a hand warmer into her arms.
Her cloak swept the snow in front of the steps, and she could see the familiar green-covered carriage parked at the entrance of the alley from afar.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted by two maids, and the snow-white hand with distinct joints was placed on the carriage door, and Chen Jinxing bent down to come out.
He wore a fur-rimmed hat and looked thinner than before. However, in just half a month, a calmer look appeared between his brows.
Seeing Chen Ying standing in front of the steps, he nodded: "Mom, I'm back."
The servant was busy unloading the car, and Chen Xing directed a group of servants to greet them at the door.
Several tightly tied bundles and a wooden box half a person's height were unloaded from the carriage. I guess they were things brought back from Beijing.
Chen Jinxing brushed off the snow on his body, his eyes swept over the newly hung red lantern on the door and the "囍" characters posted everywhere in the mansion, and a hint of warmth appeared in his eyes.
"Amu, I brought you a lot of fun stuff, play with them."
Chen Ying stepped aside to let him in, and handed the heater to him: "Are you freezing? There's ginger tea simmering on the stove, go warm yourself up first."
Chen Jinshi saw this scene and didn't say much to Chen Ying.
"Brother! You're finally back!"
Just as Chen Jinxing looked towards Chen Jinshi, the snowball that Chen Jinshi had rolled came towards him with the sound of wind.
Chen Jinxing was unable to dodge for a moment, and the snowball splashed a large amount of snow on his shoulder and even on his temples.
Chen Jinshi laughed hard.
Chen Jinxing, however, felt a chill down his spine.
Chen Ying glared at Chen Jinshi: "What are you doing? Chen Jinshi!"
Chen Jinshi pouted at her behind Chen Jinxing's back. Chen Ying avoided him unhappily, her face slightly red.
Chen Jinxing patted the snow off his shoulders, but he wasn't angry. He just glanced at Chen Jinshi with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "You're already grown up, and you're still playing this."
Chen Jinshi raised his eyebrows, silently took the hand warmer from Chen Jinxing's hand, and held it in his arms.
At this time, Chen Jinyun had just made a snowball and took advantage of Chen Jinshi's inattention to throw it at his back: "Big brother, I will help you get revenge!"
Chen Jinyun was not very strong, and the snowball felt like a feather when it hit Chen Jinyun. He turned around and saw that it was Chen Jinyun, and deliberately put on a stern face: "Little girl, your elbows are bent outward!"
He bent down and picked her up horizontally: "I'll beat you up!"
Chen Jinyun struggled and shouted, "Who told you to bully big brother?"
Only after entering the main room did Chen Jinshi put Chen Jinyun down.
Chen Jinxing said to Shen Ying, "Ah, the Queen Mother gave me a red gold hairpin, I think you will like it."
As he spoke, he took out a wooden box from his bag.
Chen Ying shook her head gently: "I don't need this either. Your wedding is coming soon, why not keep it as a gift for your new wife?"
Chen Jinxing took her hand and stuffed the wooden box into her hand. "A new wife is a new wife, and a mother is a mother. Before my father passed away, he specifically told us to treat you like a mother for the rest of our lives. Now that I have received such a good thing, the first person I thought of is naturally you."
As he spoke, he glanced at Chen Jinshi lightly.
Chen Jinshi ignored him and turned to look at Chen Ying: "Just keep it, Am. My brother has a conscience."
"Emu will always be Emu, so I naturally have to have a conscience," Chen Jinxing looked sideways at him, "Chen Jinshi, don't you have one?"
Chen Jinshi had just put the orange slices in his hand to his lips when he paused and looked at Chen Jinxing sharply: "Brother, you..."
"That's enough."
The three siblings all looked at Chen Ying. She stood up and said, "I'll go see how the meal is cooking on the stove."
After Chen Ying went out, Chen Jinshi also stood up, glanced coldly at Chen Jinxing, and followed.
She didn't go to the kitchen or anywhere else.
She needed somewhere to breathe.
She walked slowly along the corridor. The snow made everything look blindingly white. The cold wind stung her cheeks. She heard light footsteps behind her, and she knew who it was without turning around.
"Amu, the wind is strong, let's go back."
He draped a cloak with his body temperature over her shoulders, hugged her from behind, and used his entire chest to shield her from the wind.
His palms were burning hot, with the unique warmth of a young man, warming her fingertips little by little. Chen Ying struggled but couldn't get away, so she had to let him do it.
"I don't want to go back, Chen Jinshi."
Chen Jinshi buried his head in the crook of her neck and hummed in a muffled voice: "I know, then I won't go back."
Chen Ying held back her breath and changed her words: "That won't work. We still have to go back."
He buried his head in her neck and chuckled, and she felt itchy from his breath.
He looked down at him kneading her hand and whispered, "My brother knows everything. We can't hide it from him."
Chen Ying's heart trembled slightly. She opened her mouth and was about to speak when she heard him slowly say, "He knew a long time ago that I was a bastard. I wanted to kiss my Am, I wanted to possess my Am... He saw through my thoughts and he had already advised me."
Chen Ying's fingertips tightened suddenly, and a chill crept up her spine.
The young man's chest was still pressed against her back, his heartbeat thundering in her ears.
Noticing her nervousness, he gently rubbed and squeezed her hand, continuing to soothe her.
"Chen Jinshi, he has already advised you and you still...you are crazy." Her voice trembled. They almost wouldn't have come to this.
"I'm not crazy." His lips brushed against her earlobe, with a scorching temperature.
"Emu, I'm very sober. Do you think I'll become like this just because I went crazy once? No, I've been thinking about you day and night for a long, long time."
If she turned around, she would see his extremely obsessed eyes.
Chen Ying felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body, and she didn't even have the strength to struggle.
His breath was filled with burning desire, making it hard for her to breathe.
Those shameless emotions that she had deliberately suppressed surged up in his straightforward words, causing chaos in her heart.
"You..." She wanted to say something, but he gently bit her earlobe, and a slight itch mixed with trembling spread throughout her limbs, "Don't do this..."
She groaned and collapsed completely into his arms.
"Chen Ying, look at me."
He pulled her shoulders and forced her to look at him.
Looking at him, the corners of his eyes were red, as if he had applied rouge, and the obsession surging in them almost drowned her.
He gently held her cheek: "I know what you are afraid of, but feel it, it's all you in here. Am, I will die without you." He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his heart.
He had said this more than once, but this was the first time he said it so seriously.
Chen Ying obviously only regarded this as a light oath. How could he die without her?
His illness has almost healed, and with her medicine, he will not die anyway.
"Amu..." He choked and buried his head in her hair.
Chen Ying's heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by something, making it feel sore and soft.
No, he will die, he will cut his wrists with scissors, he will kill himself!
She raised her hand and gently stroked his well-defined face, her fingertips brushing the red corners of his eyes: "Brother Shi, come here."
He lowered his head slightly, and she took the initiative to kiss him. She opened her eyes, and there was light in her eyes: "Don't do stupid things in the future."
Chen Jinxing felt helpless as he watched his brother chasing after him.
Chen Jinyun belatedly asked him, "Big Brother, is Am angry? Did Second Brother provoke her?"
"No, Jinyun, it's none of your business."
Not long after, the two came back one after the other, Chen Ying walked in front and Chen Jinshi followed behind.
Unfortunately, I came back in a hurry and didn’t have time to straighten my collar.
Chen Jinxing saw the red mark on her neck, calmly avoided his gaze, and stood in front of her when Chen Xing came over to set the table.
"Chen Xing, move that plate of steamed sea bass towards Am. Am loves fish." Chen Jinxing said.
Chen Xing responded with a "Hey", and Chen Jinshi sat down next to Chen Ying: "Amu, don't eat it by yourself later, I'll pick out the bones for you before you eat it."
"Mom, try this." Chen Jinshi picked up a piece of crystal clear bacon and put it in her bowl. "The ones my brother brought back from Beijing are different. They smell better than the ones we make at home."
Chen Jinxing said, "If Ammu likes it, I'll bring some back from the capital in a few days."
Chen Ying paused her chopsticks holding the bacon in mid-air, but eventually she put it into her mouth. The salty aroma of the bacon mixed with the mellow flavor of smoked pine wood was delicious, but she felt a little uneasy being stared at by two people.
"It's good." She praised vaguely.
"Mom can't eat anything too salty." Chen Jinxing said as he served her a bowl of lotus root soup.
Chen Jinshi had already picked out the fish bones and placed a large piece of fish belly meat in her bowl. "Mom, eat it while it's hot. It will be greasy if it gets cold."
Seeing that she didn't refuse, Chen Jinshi became even more unscrupulous. When he saw her take a bite of vegetables, he immediately pushed the dish towards her; when she picked up the teacup, he refilled it with hot water first.
Chen Jinxing served very attentively, but he was not as shameless as Chen Jinshi, so he had to avoid him.
On the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the doors of the Chen family mansion were wrapped tightly with red silk, big red wedding characters were pasted on every window frame, and even the palace lanterns hanging under the corridors were replaced with brand new red gauze.
Chen Ying got up before dawn, wearing a pomegranate red jacket, and was directing the servants to tie red silk on the two stone lions that had just been erected in front of the door. The Chen family's status is now different.
"Let's go check on Jinhang to see if everything is settled. We need to go there early to welcome the bride."
As he was speaking, Chen Jinshi came in wearing a white fox fur coat. "The red envelopes from the neighbors have been sent out. Why is Mom wearing so little?"
Without saying anything, he stuffed a heater into her arms and reached out to straighten her collar.
Chen Ying slapped his hand away: "Don't make trouble today."
Chen Jinshi pouted, but his eyes remained glued to her face: "Am I that kind of person? Ammu looks really good today, even prettier than the bride."
Chen Ying rolled her eyes at him, but felt warm in her heart.
Chen Jinyun came over wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket, holding a velvet flower in her hand: "Mom, do you think I look good in this?"
"It looks good." Chen Ying took the velvet flower, pinned it in her hair with a smile, and rubbed her face: "Our Jinyun will have a sister-in-law soon."
Chen Jinxing came out from the inner courtyard wearing a bright red wedding gown. The auspicious dragon and phoenix embroidered with gold thread sparkled in the morning light, making his already handsome features look even more composed.
He walked up to Chen Ying and nodded slightly: "Am, I should leave now."
"Be careful on the road," Chen Ying took the cloak from the maid and tied it around his shoulders, "Don't miss the auspicious time."
"I understand." Chen Jinxing's eyes swept across her neck. She was wrapped tightly today, so there were no red marks.
"Go ahead. Go early and come back early."
Outside the door, deafening drum music began to be heard, mixed with the laughter of neighbors.
The wedding procession marched out of the house in a mighty procession. Chen Ying stood on the doorstep, watching until the red color disappeared at the entrance of the alley, then turned and walked back. Chen Jinshi followed closely, and suddenly reached out to hold her hand.
"Chen Ying, when we get married, stand next to me."
Chen Ying tried to break free, but he held her tighter.
"good."
The two sat around for a while, and then Chen Jinyun went out to distribute wedding candies. After a while, people from the second and third rooms also arrived.
Chen Ying stood up and went out to greet the people. Just as she reached the corner of the corridor, he suddenly hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "Mom, my brother is getting married soon. When can you marry me?"
"Let's talk about it later." She looked grim.
Chen Jinshi couldn't let go, instead he hugged her tighter: "Promise me first."
More and more people gathered outside, and someone shouted, "The bride's sedan chair is coming soon!"
Chen Ying's voice was a little anxious: "Chen Jinshi, don't make trouble today, let me go quickly, or someone will see you like this."
Chen Jinshi was eager to be seen and refused to let go.
Chen Ying was furious: "This is absolutely impossible!"
He let go in a daze, muttering, "I'm not messing around."
Chen Ying looked at him indifferently: "That's enough, really."
She hated the feeling of having no clear boundaries.
She originally had the rules set in stone.
Within the scope of her own limitations, she can do anything and enjoys it, but if she has to bring it out in the open, then I'm sorry.
"Chen Jinshi, you've crossed the line."
He looked innocent and pretended not to understand: "Don't be mean to me..."
Her gaze fell on him, calm and still, like a lake in deep winter, or more like an invisible whip lashing at him again and again.
Beat him, beat him to death.
He was pinned to the spot by that gaze, his fingertips curled up until they turned white. It felt like weeds were growing wildly in his heart, tickling him and making him panic.
She turned around and was about to leave. She was truly a cold-hearted woman to the extreme.
"Amu, I will be your good boy and I will listen to you. Amu, discipline me and you will be happy and I will correct myself."
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