Chapter 45: My dear husband, please hug me.
The man's dark eyes caught hers through the curling fragrance, and at that moment, Cui Yiluo suddenly understood.
The noise at the corner of the corridor last night was made by his people.
He had known for a long time that Zhao Jian had threatened her, so he came to deal with the aftermath personally. And the reason he handled it personally was simply for the Jiang family's reputation, because she was the young lady of the Jiang family.
When did he send his men to spy? How much did his men hear? How did he deal with Zhao Jian? How much money did he give him? Would Zhao Jian embellish the story of that year, or perhaps he had guessed something from their conversation last night?
He clearly knew everything, yet he refused to mention it last night after returning to his room. Yet, he held her like that last night...
Cui Yiluo's heart was suddenly in a mess.
She stood in front of the private room without moving, and the man sitting upright on the couch did not urge her.
"Miss..." Lilan said hesitantly.
Cui Yiluo took off the veil and said softly, "Take your men and wait downstairs."
Jiang Yunjin is in the private room, so there is no need to have anyone guarding outside the door.
Cui Yiluo entered the room and closed the door tightly. Immediately, the aroma emanating from the Boshan stove in the room became even more intense.
She walked to the other side of the couch and sat down. Without looking at him, she stared straight ahead and said, "My husband already knew."
The tone wasn't questioning.
"Um."
"What did my husband promise him?"
The man said calmly, "Ten thousand taels."
The calm eyes that had been suppressed deliberately began to waver, and she looked at him with slightly wide eyes. She felt that three thousand taels was too much, but Jiang Yunjin gave such a huge amount of ten thousand taels to Zhao Jian without blinking an eye. How could he do this for the reputation of the Jiang family?
Cui Yiluo opened her lips, but before she could say anything, she heard him speak again.
His profile shone slightly cold in the sunlight, revealing a resolute and unyielding determination. "I've prepared a carriage for him. He won't be returning to Shengjing."
The ripples in Cui Yiluo's eyes slowly subsided. She was no longer surprised by Jiang Yunjin's decisive approach. Her voice also became a little deeper when she spoke: "My husband knows what happened before."
If he hadn't known what had happened before, how could he have accepted Zhao Jian's exorbitant request, offered him ten thousand taels to shut him up, and proposed that Zhao Jian should never set foot in Shengjing in his life.
Jiang Yunjin is such a conservative and upright person. Although he came forward to protect her this time, it was only because she was the young lady of the Jiang family. Could he really have no grudges in his heart?
People's hearts are the last thing you can gamble with. She should have been more careful last night.
"Um."
His voice was cold, and Cui Yiluo clearly knew the answer, but when he actually opened his mouth, his heart sank.
The room was silent for a few moments.
"Nothing to say?"
He continued speaking, and Cui Yiluo was startled. She had thought he would be unable to accept this due to rules and etiquette, and also angry about Zhao Jian's threats. After all, this matter was related to her, although she was not wrong. But the anger in his tone now seemed to be caused by her concealment.
She hugged him that night. He did say that he could let Wen Feng deliver a letter to him in the palace, but she didn't.
Cui Yiluo chuckled and said, "My husband already knows everything, what else can I say? If I say he never touched me, will you believe me?"
Late at night, a man broke into a woman's boudoir. There was a huge disparity in power between the man and the woman. Afterwards, all those who knew about the incident kept their mouths shut. There was no need to guess what happened.
There was only her and Zhao Jian in the room, so Zhao Jian could say whatever he wanted. Others would only believe Zhao Jian and would not listen to her at all.
Even Jiang Yunjin.
Cui Yiluo clenched her palms with her hands half hidden in her sleeves.
"If you tell me, I'll believe it."
His voice was clear, and in the quiet room, it made people's hearts tremble slightly.
Cui Yiluo loosened her clenched hands, frowned slightly, and looked at him with complicated eyes. His dark eyes drooped, and the sharp lines on his profile revealed a bit of paranoia.
She scoffed softly and spoke with a desperate tone, "The truth is, my parents rejected his proposal. He sneaked into the room at night, hiding from the servants and Li Lan. But I discovered him as soon as he got close to the bed. So, he didn't succeed."
Cui Yiluo still remembers the time when she was sixteen and opened her eyes hazily in the middle of the night. She suddenly saw a burly man standing in front of her bed, looking at her with an obscene smile, as if he was looking at a prey that had fallen into his hands and could not escape. She was terrified.
How did he hide it from the servants and Lilan? It was Yao who tacitly approved it and drugged them, so no one would hear what was going on in the room. On the one hand, Yao refused his proposal, believing she was more valuable and could bring more benefits, while on the other hand, she tacitly allowed her nephew to do something shameful.
But the moment he opened the curtain, the dagger stabbed into his chest. Zhao Jian had never thought that a delicate girl would hide a sharp dagger under her pillow, so he did not take precautions.
She was still useful to the Cui family, and Yao had something to hide. If this matter was exposed, neither side would be in a good situation, so she helped to cover it up.
Cui Yiluo laughed sarcastically and said, "Well, are you satisfied with what I said? Is it the same as what you heard?"
How could Zhao Jian possibly confess the evil things he had done to Jiang Yunjin? He would naturally put the blame on her. It went without saying that he would say that she seduced him.
But it just so happened that between her and Jiang Yunjin, she was the one who seduced him in every possible way.
"I just said that as long as you say it, I will believe you."
Jiang Yunjin's tense body seemed to relax slightly, and he continued, "So, you just need to trust me."
Just trust him, trust him and trust her.
Cui Yiluo's throat was stuck and she didn't respond for a long time.
But Jiang Yunjin did not force her to speak, as if he had reached some kind of tacit understanding with her. He just leaned slightly to the side and poured tea into the cup in front of her.
The sound of water splashing was gentle, and his action of slowly pouring tea with his eyes closed seemed like a comfort.
"This matter has nothing to do with you, and he will not enter Shengjing again."
His expression was indifferent, but there was an inexplicable sense of security in him. Cui Yiluo had rarely felt what security was, but at this moment, in the dense fragrance in the room, her mind was a little dazed, and even her body felt hot and weak.
"Since my husband trusts me, why should I give him ten thousand taels?"
Cui Yiluo looked at him, trying to catch the slightest detail in his expression, but he remained calm. After a moment's silence, he said, "I trust you, but I don't trust others."
The rich aroma and peaceful surroundings slowed Cui Yiluo's thoughts, and she slowly understood. He didn't trust Zhao Jian, so he sent him away in a carriage, forbidding him from ever setting foot in Shengjing again, forcibly cutting off his chance of speaking.
So does he really believe her?
He appears gentle and peaceful, a gentleman of integrity and self-discipline, but his methods seem inconsistent with his appearance, being decisive and fierce.
Which one is the real him? Can she really trust him?
Cui Yiluo bit her lip, fell into deep thought, and unconsciously drank a sip of tea.
Jiang Yunjin didn't say anything else and picked up the teacup in silence.
After drinking the tea, Cui Yiluo felt that her throat was not moistened, but instead felt dry, and her heart also felt hot and dry. She felt even more dazed when she inhaled the rich fragrance in the room.
Cui Yiluo frowned and looked at Jiang Yunjin, only to see that he was tense all over, with veins bulging on the back of his hands, as if he was trying hard to suppress something, and he looked a little ferocious. His sword-like brows were tightly furrowed, and his dark eyes became darker. She was familiar with the undercurrent of repression and restraint in his eyes.
There's something wrong with the tea and the incense.
Cui Yiluo's thoughts were slow, but she finally understood. Zhao Jian had prepared a private room, and then he called her over. What good things could he have prepared? What he didn't expect was that Jiang Yunjin would actually come.
She had brought Lilan and the guards to guard the door. If Zhao Jian was the only one in the private room, she would definitely be extremely vigilant, and Zhao Jian would naturally have no chance of succeeding.
But when she saw Jiang Yunjin was the only one in the room, she subconsciously felt relieved. Cui Yiluo couldn't help but panic. Had she subconsciously trusted Jiang Yunjin so much? And because of her relaxation, she didn't realize something was wrong until the drug took effect. She even evacuated everyone downstairs.
Jiang Yunjin has always been upright and honest, and he obviously did not expect that Zhao Jian would resort to such despicable means in the private room of Ruyi Tower.
"I'll go call someone and go back to the mansion first."
Jiang Yunjin stood up without hesitation, but it was obvious that his usually steady steps had become a little unsteady, and his breathing was a little disordered when he walked.
Cui Yiluo's whole body went limp, and she was barely holding up her body by supporting herself with her arms on the coffee table.
After returning home, they were already husband and wife. Would he still abide by the rule of not having sex in broad daylight and ask a doctor to come?
Cui Yiluo couldn't understand. The man before her was tall and slender, his cool, moon-white robe brimming with strength. She suddenly remembered the feeling of being held in Jiang Yunjin's arms two nights ago, and now she wanted to penetrate him even deeper.
She suddenly stepped forward and hugged Jiang Yunjin from behind.
"Husband, hug me."
Her voice was muffled, making the restlessness in her heart more pronounced. She could clearly feel his muscles tensing as he tried to recover, his peak climbing higher and higher, even reaching her wrist.
Her wrist was suddenly pulled down, and the next moment, he turned around, and she suddenly fell into a broad and unfamiliar embrace. He pressed his arms on her waist, restraining her.
Cui Yiluo couldn't help but be greedy and went deeper.
In Shen District Jinhui, the irritability that had been suppressed just now suddenly spread like a raging fire, and spread throughout Shen.
I don’t know who took the initiative to kiss the other on the lips, or maybe they were just following instinct to get closer.
The restlessness was not easy to relieve. Even though the clothes were piled up in a mess on the carpet in the private room, Cui Yiluo still felt dizzy and dizzy. But she could clearly feel in a trance that Jiang Yunjin felt the same way.
She was nearly killed.
When asked, Jiang Yunjin obviously lost his usual calm and self-control. There was a darkness in his eyes. The coffee table fell to the ground with a bang, and the teapot and teacups all fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The tea, with a faint fragrance, soaked the carpet.
Cui Yiluo felt as if she were being burned, but she was completely blocked, unable to utter a single sound. But she knew Jiang Yunjin wasn't trying to silence her. This private room was on the rooftop, and the Ruyi Building's private rooms were extremely well soundproofed. Even when the coffee table fell to the ground, no sound could be heard outside the room.
She was already half-hit by him, and he was still making progress.
Cui Yiluo was constantly being tortured, and her fingers couldn't help but grab the window frame beside her. Her fingertips turned white from exerting too much force, as if she was exerting too much force. Her fingers couldn't help but move back and forth, trying hard to find a balance.
Suddenly, a hand supported Cui Yiluo from behind and she was picked up.
The medicinal properties of Meng Lie made her panic, and she felt insecure and increased her bet on him.
He stretched out his arms, but his long fingers were positioned where she had shown him.
Cui Yiluo was shocked in a trance, but soon, everything in front of her eyes became blurry. She had no energy to think and could only hold his neck, using all her strength to prevent herself from falling.
The aroma from the Boshan stove in the room became even stronger, and the fragrant mist obscured Chanmian's figure, who was leaning against the screen, even more vaguely.
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