Chapter 46, Section 46: Pei Duo: You scared her.
Jiang Ninghui had a dream.
I dreamt that I was trapped in vines woven from fire.
Countless vines wrapped around her body, twisting and climbing up her toes and calves inch by inch.
It twists and turns through the leg bones and the lower back.
He caressed every inch of the snow-capped peaks, the hollows of the neck, the lips and nose, leaving no stone unturned.
She was suffocating, bound by the tightly intertwined vines, and longed to breathe, to exhale fresh air.
But as soon as it opened its mouth, an even hotter breath rushed in.
Jiang Ninghui let out an uncomfortable groan and finally lifted her heavy eyelids.
The first thing you see is a slanting ray of sunlight, with a dark rooftop above.
She raised her hand to her lips, feeling a strange sensation between them, as if they had been invaded.
and……
Moreover, the base of her tongue felt somewhat numb.
Jiang Ninghui raised her hand again to touch her eyebrows and eyes. The feeling of being touched was so real that it gave her a dazed feeling.
She wasn't dreaming.
Instead, she was truly... taken advantage of.
Jiang Ninghui was startled by the sudden thought that had come to her.
That's ridiculous.
Her courtyard gate and house door were both bolted; what scoundrel would dare to climb over the wall and molest a woman in broad daylight?
The side closest to the door is not exposed to the afternoon sun.
The young man's tall and imposing figure stood in the shadows, his clear and aloof eyes taking in Jiang Ninghui's bewildered and confused state after waking up.
She remained lying on the couch.
The quilt was pulled down, the hem of her clothes was slightly loose, revealing a light purple undergarment.
The thin straps of her garment clung to the woman's hollow collarbone, trembling with her breath.
Underneath the Clothes—
It is the most tender and vulnerable place.
The young man's prominent Adam's apple bobbed down several times, his dark gaze lingering on Jiang Ninghui's delicate and pretty face.
That gaze felt as if it were actually touching her cheek.
He called her "sister-in-law".
A clear, melodious voice suddenly resounded in the room, sending a chill down Jiang Ninghui's spine!
She screamed in fright, grabbed her pillow and rolled over. She saw Pei Duo standing in the room, his handsome face shrouded in shadow, making half of his face look sinister and sharp.
Jiang Ninghui's pupils trembled, and her face turned pale.
She hurriedly got out of bed and put on her shoes, still clutching the pillow tightly in her arms.
"Young Master Pei, you, you, you..."
She hesitated, glancing at the open door and then at the courtyard gate outside the window.
The courtyard gate was also half open.
She clearly bolted the courtyard gate and the house door before going to bed, so how could it be open?
Jiang Ninghui looked at Young Master Pei inside the room again.
Young Master Pei's expression was calm, but there was a hint of apology in his eyes.
Pei Duo lowered his chin slightly towards Jiang Ninghui: "When I came back, I found the courtyard gate was bolted. I knocked for a long time but my sister-in-law didn't open the gate. I was worried that something had happened to her, so I did something despicable, climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, and then opened the gate from the inside."
The young man looked up at Jiang Ninghui and said, "I saw that your door was open and was worried that something had happened to you, so I came in uninvited. I didn't expect to find you waking up from your afternoon nap. Please forgive me."
How could Jiang Ninghui blame him?
Young Master Pei climbed over the wall to enter her courtyard and room because he was worried about her.
only……
She clearly remembered that her door was bolted.
Could it be that she misremembered?
Jiang Ninghui glanced at Pei Duo in the room, turned around awkwardly, placed the pillow on the couch, tugged at her slightly wrinkled dress, straightened her clothes, and then turned back.
He spent time alone with Pei Duo, especially indoors.
Jiang Ninghui would uncontrollably recall the memory of that night when he trapped her on the pear blossom table and forced her to do those things.
She lowered her head and asked softly, "Why isn't Young Master Pei at the school?"
Pei Duo looked at the woman bathed in sunlight.
She had just woken up; her hair was a little messy, with fine downy hairs scattered around her ears and neck.
Somewhat like a rabbit in the mountains, its fur standing on end after being frightened.
Extremely charming.
Pei Duo placed the dark red wooden box on the pear blossom table, with a string of coins pressing down on it.
It was her private money.
When Jiang Ninghui saw the box, she remembered the box that Young Master Pei had handed her last time, which contained two small outfits that he had bought for her.
Before she could ponder what was in the box, she heard Young Master Pei say, "I have bought two new outfits for my sister-in-law as an apology for causing her trouble this time."
Jiang Ninghui didn't even have time to feel embarrassed before she was stunned by Young Master Pei's last sentence.
She looked at him in confusion: "This matter was a misunderstanding by my parents-in-law, and had nothing to do with Young Master Pei. On the contrary, it almost damaged Young Master Pei's reputation. Moreover, Young Master Pei saved me and helped me in time. If anyone should be blamed, it was me who dragged Young Master Pei down."
Pei Duo: "If I hadn't introduced my sister-in-law to the money, she wouldn't have suffered because of this."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ninghui assumed that Young Master Pei would no longer act as a matchmaker for her.
She quickly shook her head, trying her best to dissuade Young Master Pei from thinking that way.
Pei Duo stopped her explanation in time: "I have never liked owing favors to others. Please accept it, sister-in-law. As for the matter of helping you make connections in the future, you can rest assured. If my friend asks me for help, I will truthfully entrust the task of weaving tassels to you."
Jiang Ninghui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She solemnly said, "I will keep the money safe from now on and will never let my in-laws find out again."
She wanted to save up this money to buy a pen for Young Master Pei as a way to repay his kindness and also to congratulate him in advance on his success in the imperial examinations next year.
She couldn't afford a pen that cost three taels of silver.
She would save up for that pen, which cost only one or two taels of silver, and try her best to save it; perhaps there was hope.
She's just over 600 coins short of buying that tael of silver brush.
After Young Master Pei left, Jiang Ninghui closed the door and found another place to hide the money.
She searched around and finally hid the money in a corner under the bed, covering it with a brick.
If you don't look carefully, you won't find a string of coins hidden here.
Jiang Ninghui then opened the dark red wooden box, inside which were two small garments folded.
One was a pomegranate-red embroidered blouse, and the other was a turquoise embroidered blouse. Although the embroidery patterns were different, the fabric of the blouses was the same as the other two, both being of the finest quality.
The thought that this was a little outfit bought for her by a man from another family made her feel very happy.
And it's none other than Young Master Pei from next door...
Jiang Ninghui felt both ashamed and embarrassed.
She quickly put away the box and hid the undergarment in the wardrobe to prevent her husband from seeing it.
Today is her husband's birthday, and Jiang Ninghui specially made a pot of longevity noodles for dinner.
May is rainy.
It started raining five days after my in-laws left.
It's been raining on and off for three days now.
That evening, after finishing her work in the kitchen, Jiang Ninghui put her hands on her head and rushed into the house in the rain.
Although it was only a short distance, her thin clothes were still soaked by the rain. The spring shirt clung to her body, outlining Jiang Ninghui's slender and exquisite curves. She gently wiped the rainwater from her cheeks and neck with her sleeves and looked up at the torrential rain outside.
The rain seems to be getting heavier tonight.
The air was filled with the dampness of rain.
As Zhao Zhixue listened to the deafening sound of the rain, he looked up from his book and glanced at the curtain of rain falling outside the window.
He turned to look at his wife standing at the door.
The room was dimly lit, and the warm light shone on her, making her figure appear alluring and captivating.
Jiang Ninghui wore a woman's hairpin, using the simplest wooden hairpin. She wore no bright or eye-catching jewelry. Even without makeup or bright jewelry, she was still elegant and beautiful.
Zhao Zhixue watched as the raindrops slid down his wife's cheek and into the side of her clothes.
Looking at his wife's fluttering eyelashes, her delicate nose, and the soft rise and fall of her body as she breathed.
Zhao Zhixue's Adam's apple bobbed, and he lost interest in reading. He got up and went over to hug Jiang Ninghui from behind.
"What are you looking at, my wife?"
Jiang Ninghui nestled in Zhao Zhixue's arms, a gentle smile playing in her bright, clear eyes: "Watching God make it rain."
Zhao Zhixue buried his face in Jiang Ningsui's neck and affectionately rubbed against her snow-white and alluring neck. Jiang Ningsui tickled and tried to move away, but Zhao Zhixue grabbed her neck and she couldn't move.
Jiang Ninghui bit her lip and whispered, "My lord, the door is still open."
Zhao Zhixue kissed Jiang Ninghui's cheek: "I'll go turn it off."
But……
Jiang Ninghui was worried that Young Master Pei next door had overheard this.
When her husband leaned in to kiss her, she knew what he was going to do.
Zhao Zhixue bolted the door, turned around, picked up Jiang Ninghui horizontally, and walked to the bed. He impatiently put her on the bed and pulled on the thin belt around her waist.
Jiang Ninghui was forced to raise her porcelain-white, slender neck, her bright, watery eyes glistening with moisture.
She quickly pressed down on her husband's erratic hand: "Aren't you going to read, my lord?"
Zhao Zhixue covered Jiang Ninghui's hand with his own and kissed her passionately: "I won't watch it tonight."
"My wife, it's been more than two months since we last made love. Have you missed me?"
A blush crept onto Jiang Ninghui's cheeks.
Actually, she didn't want to.
She felt that things weren't as enjoyable as her husband had described.
Especially now, as her husband was doing whatever he wanted to her, she suddenly remembered that night when Young Master Pei had trapped her on the pear blossom table.
The panting that echoed in her ears didn't seem to be from her husband.
It was Young Master Pei.
The five fingers that gripped her waist also resembled those of Young Master Pei.
Jiang Ninghui seemed to smell a very faint scent of cedar, which permeated her nose and filled her lungs.
Young Master Pei's body temperature was boiling hot.
The body that collapsed on her was like a small mountain.
And then, Young Master Pei suddenly felt a fleeting tremor of memory…
Jiang Ninghui closed her eyes in shame, curled her fingertips and pushed her husband away: "My lord, please stop, the autumn examination is coming soon, you should focus more on your studies."
Zhao Zhixue held her hand: "One more night won't make a difference."
Knowing that she was worried that Pei Di next door would hear her, he reassured her, "It's raining so hard tonight, the sound of the rain is so loud, no matter how loud we make, Pei Di next door won't hear us. Sui Sui, just relax and enjoy yourself."
Jiang Ninghui was extremely embarrassed by his last words.
Zhao Zhixue forced her to raise her chin high, stretching her neck into a beautifully curved arc.
The rain was pattering outside the window.
The air inside was thick with tension.
Just as her outer garment fell to the ground and her inner garment was about to be peeled off, Jiang Ninghui suddenly shuddered!
No!
no!
Absolutely not!
She was wearing a pomegranate-colored embroidered undergarment that Young Master Pei had bought for her.
The fabric of the undergarment is as smooth as silk; it is an excellent material. Once the young master sees it, he will surely ask her where the undergarment came from.
Jiang Ninghui clutched her inner garment tightly with both hands, afraid that her husband would see it.
Zhao Zhixue thought she was still worried that Pei Duo next door had heard, so he kissed her nose and comforted her, "If my wife is still worried, I will go and close the window."
After saying that, he got up to close the window.
The heat in her body suddenly vanished, and Jiang Ninghui sat up in surprise, quickly pulling her inner garment tighter around her waist.
As her husband closed the window and turned around, Jiang Ninghui grabbed the quilt and covered herself with it. Her watery eyes gazed at Zhao Zhixue, making Zhao Zhixue's blood boil. He only wanted to cherish his wife for a moment.
Jiang Ninghui knew that she couldn't avoid it tonight.
Feeling guilty, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "My lord, could you turn your back so I can undress myself?"
Zhao Zhixue simply thought she was shy and had a thin skin.
After all, the two of them hadn't had sex for more than two months.
He laughed and said, "I will obey my wife."
Seeing her husband turn around, Jiang Ninghui quietly took off her clothes and hid her pomegranate-colored undergarment under the covers.
The rain was torrential, and the sound of the rain was deafening.
Even so, their conversation still reached Pei Duo's ears through a thin wall.
The young man stood before a pear blossom table, on which lay a scroll painting.
In the painting, a woman sits on a couch, her black hair cascading over her slender, snow-white shoulders. The strands of hair meander in front of her pomegranate-colored embroidered blouse, outlining an exquisitely beautiful arc, with the ends hanging down to her incredibly thin waist.
The woman's almond-shaped eyes were moist, her gaze still lingering with the emotions she felt upon waking.
Extremely beautiful.
Extremely tempting.
Just one glance at her makes you want to bully her without restraint.
They bullied her until tears welled up in her eyes.
Pei Duo's fingertips touched the pomegranate-colored embroidered blouse worn by the woman in the painting, and his fingertips meticulously traced the curve of the blouse.
He heard it.
The sister-in-law asked her husband to turn his back so she could take off her clothes herself.
The undergarment my sister-in-law is wearing today must be one he bought for her.
She was afraid her husband would see it.
A chilling, malicious sneer crept into the young man's cold, deep eyes as he ground his fingertips heavily over the snowy ravine in the painting.
Sister-in-law, do you know I'm scared too?
I'm afraid that the places I've touched will be defiled by that good-for-nothing again.
What a wonderful sister-in-law.
How could I possibly please that good-for-nothing!
The young man lifted his thin eyelids and glanced out the window; his eerie gaze sent chills down one's spine in the pouring rain.
He turned and walked to the front of the house. His white, slender fingers opened the door, and his handsome, aloof back was instantly shrouded in the damp, gloomy atmosphere of the rain.
In the next room.
Jiang Ninghui closed her eyes shyly, her two soft arms climbing onto her husband's shoulders, letting him do as he pleased.
The rain outside was heavy, pounding on the ground with a deafening noise.
With such heavy rain, I suppose Young Master Pei couldn't hear it.
Jiang Ninghui prayed.
I hope Young Master Pei can't hear this.
Hopefully, this agonizing time will pass soon.
Zhao Zhixue lowered his head and kissed her trembling eyelashes.
"My wife."
"I'm coming in."
Jiang Ninghui bit her lip and gave a shy, hesitant "Mmm".
The woman's soft, delicate "hmm" pierced through the rain and reached Pei Duo's ears.
Why should that good-for-nothing get to do it?
But he cannot?
Just because that good-for-nothing is her rightful husband?
My sister-in-law is soft-hearted and easy to bully.
But on that very night, my heart hardened like stone.
I didn't want to help him, I didn't want to touch him, I just watched him suffer, torment, and release.
The young man, with his white, jade-like fingers, stood tall and elegant on the rooftop, holding an oil-paper umbrella. The rain lashed against the umbrella, producing a clear and deafening sound. With a flick of his toes, tiles flew off and crashed to the ground, shards splashing onto the closed door.
The sudden noise startled both of them inside the room.
Jiang Ninghui shrank into Zhao Zhixue's arms in fright, her thin and fragile shoulders and neck stiffening into a straight line.
She turned to look at the closed door and asked in a trembling voice, "My lord, what is it—"
Before he could finish speaking, another crisp sound rang out outside the door.
Jiang Ninghui trembled, and her rosy cheeks instantly turned pale.
"bump--"
"bump--"
One, two, three...
A series of sharp cracking sounds rang out outside the door, making Zhao Zhixue feel a little uneasy.
The arrow was on the bowstring, but before it could be released, it was forced to be withdrawn.
Zhao Zhixue got up and put on his clothes: "Wife, I'm going out to take a look."
Jiang Ninghui was both surprised and frightened: "My lord, please be careful."
On the rooftop.
Pei Duo kicked the all-black cat that was squatting at his feet.
The black cat's limbs snapped open as it leaped off the roof beam, letting out a sharp cry.
As soon as Zhao Zhixue opened the door, he heard a cat's meow echoing through the rainy night. Before he could see where the cat was, everything suddenly went black, and then a pair of wet cat paws slammed into his face, the sharp claws tearing through the skin on his left cheek, the stinging pain spreading instantly from his skin.
Zhao Zhixue hissed twice and hurriedly covered his left cheek, which had been scratched by the cat's claws. Before he could grab the cat, the dead cat suddenly kicked, and its wet claws kicked him in the groin!
Things that are just beginning to gain momentum are inherently fragile.
Now, after being kicked hard by a cat's paw, the pain went straight to my abdomen!
Zhao Zhixue was caught between two worlds at once, and in anguish, he squatted down and cursed the dead cat a few times.
The door was open, barely blocking Zhao Zhixue.
Jiang Ninghui had no idea what was happening; she only heard a few sharp meows.
She hurriedly put on her clothes and ran over, only to see her husband frowning, clutching his groin and gasping for breath. There were also three bloody scratch marks on his left cheek, which looked somewhat ferocious and ghostly in the dark moonlight.
Jiang Ninghui was startled and cried out. She quickly helped her husband onto the bed to check where else he was injured.
Zhao Zhixue endured the excruciating pain, curled up on the bed trying to ease the intense agony, and kept cursing: "Where did this damn cat come from! Last time it made me twist my back, and this time it even dares to make me infertile! If I catch it, I'll skin it alive, break its bones, and chop its flesh to pieces!"
The bloodstains on his face were gruesome and terrifying.
Furthermore, the vicious words uttered by them instilled a sense of fear in Jiang Ninghui.
This was the first time in a year of marriage that she had heard such cruel words from her husband.
Outside, the rain was like a curtain.
The all-black cat leaped onto the roof and obediently sat at the young man's feet, waiting for him to feed it.
Pei Duo lifted his robe and squatted down, his palm holding the black cat's favorite snack.
He gently patted the black cat's forehead: "You scared my sister-in-law."
The black cat wagged its tail and tilted its head to chew its food.
The young man patted its back again: "Well done."
The rain only gradually subsided around midnight.
That night, Zhao Zhixue tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He was worried that the black cat had hurt him so badly that he would never be able to have marital relations again and that he might be childless. So, as dawn was breaking, he got up, dressed, and went to the clinic outside the alley.
I told the doctor what happened, and he gave me a thorough examination until he said there was nothing serious, but I needed to rest for a while before I could have sex.
Zhao Zhixue finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He touched his burning left cheek, where three large scratch marks were blatantly imprinted. His chest pounded with rage, and he wished he could grab the black cat and tear it to pieces to vent his anger!
When Zhao Zhixue returned to the courtyard, he ran into Pei Duo, who was coming out of the house.
Pei Duo lifted his eyelids, seemingly somewhat surprised: "What happened to Brother Zhao's face?"
Zhao Zhixue gritted his teeth: "I was caught by a little beast last night!" He then asked, "Brother Pei, did you hear a cat meowing last night?"
Pei Duo said calmly, "I slept soundly last night and didn't hear anything."
Hearing the door open next door, the young man turned around, his dark pupils falling on Jiang Ninghui, and called out in an extremely calm tone, "Sister-in-law."
Jiang Ninghui responded softly and walked to Zhao Zhixue's side, asking him considerately, "How is your husband? What did the doctor say?"
Zhao Zhixue: "The doctor said there's nothing wrong, but I need to rest well for a while."
Jiang Ninghui felt relieved.
Fortunately, her husband was alright; otherwise, she would have been a sinner against the Zhao family, and her in-laws would certainly not have let her off easily.
Pei Duo raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Zhixue, who was being helped into the house by Jiang Ninghui.
What a pity.
He wasn't crippled.
The cat's strength is still lacking.
Zhao Zhixue was injured last night, and his face was scratched by a cat's claws. He stayed home and didn't go to school today.
Pei Duo also took leave today and did not go to school.
After breakfast, Jiang Ninghui opened the ointment her husband had bought from the clinic, applied a little to her fingertip, and said softly, "My lord, bear with it, I'll apply the ointment for you."
Zhao Zhixue: "Mm."
While applying the medicine, Jiang Ninghui observed her husband's expression. Seeing him frown, she gently blew on the wound on his face. The cool breeze on his face relieved some of the pain. Zhao Zhixue smiled and said, "My wife is so good to me."
Jiang Ninghui's almond-shaped eyes lit up with a smile: "My husband treats me well too."
Before the two could even enjoy their sweet moment, an unexpected guest suddenly arrived in the courtyard.
It was Pei's father.
Pei's father brought Zhao Zhixue and Jiang Ninghui some terrible news.
A few days ago, the Zhao couple encountered bandits on their way back to Xiping Village. The bandits not only stole their money, but also took them to their stronghold and tortured them for seven or eight days.
Zhao's father had his left eye gouged out, and the bandits cut out the tongues of both of them.
Jiang Ninghui's almond-shaped eyes widened in shock, still unable to believe the terrible news she had just heard.
Her in-laws encountered robbers on the road she had been walking on for the past six months!
Their tongues were cut out and their eyes gouged out by the bandits...
Jiang Ninghui's knees buckled, and she quickly reached out to hold onto the back of the chair, steadying herself from falling to the ground.
Upon hearing this devastating news, Zhao Zhixue was so overwhelmed with anger and grief that he collapsed from his chair to the ground.
She actually fainted.
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Author's Note: I'm updating early! It will be before 6 PM tomorrow! [Sprinkling flowers]
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