Chapter 50: You are not allowed to mess around with other girls outside Yan Heng...
Yan Heng closed his five fingers and wrapped Ji Yunchan's soft hand in his palm. His posture was casual and nonchalant, but the red earlobe was the only thing that completely betrayed him.
He didn't look at her, and said calmly, "I've helped you with this."
Ji Yunchan looked at him in confusion, and now she was even more confused.
The booklet my mother gave me contained pictures of women helping men to relieve their stress, but never of the other way around.
Her almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright, raised innocently, pure as water.
Yan Heng's throat tightened at the look in her eyes. He reached out uncomfortably and pinched the tip of her nose, threatening: "If you don't understand, try again another day."
Ji Yunchan's ears slowly turned red. She imitated his old words: "The sky is clear and the sun is bright..." Halfway through her words, she realized something better and quickly changed the subject: "Ah Heng, what about before this?"
Mentioning this, she calmed down and recalled, "There was no fixed number of dishes when we ate, and the drinks were just refilled when they ran out, so there wasn't much opportunity to start."
"Thinking about it carefully, I'm afraid it was the bowl of medicine that was brought to me." Ji Yunchan thought slowly, and suddenly realized the key point. She looked up and confirmed with him: "The maid who brought me the medicine is the same maid who called Yuye away. Is she?"
"I didn't want to tell you about these dirty things..." Yan Heng's emotions were mixed, and he felt rather reluctant. He couldn't help but whisper, "You're right, but he's just a front, bribed into being a pawn. You know the mastermind behind this, the maid who used to serve you and was later kicked out by me."
"Yuyan?"
Ji Yunchan was secretly surprised.
Yan Heng nodded, "It's her."
"She actually hates me so much..." Ji Yunchan murmured, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"I don't understand either, that's all."
Yan Heng treated people he didn't care about like dead leaves drifting by the roadside, and would not even step on them. However, this maid violated his taboo.
He said, "I dealt with them, including the one who sold you out and drugged you."
Ji Yunchan was still thinking, then nodded blankly and said softly, "Perhaps I know..." As Yan Heng looked at her, she explained, "It's just that they all lean on the big tree for shade. The maid from the lower class thought she was smart. She had been working in the mansion and she liked you, so she had the idea of climbing up. But then she found me and she regarded me as a thorn in her side."
Yan Heng knew everything that happened afterwards.
But this didn't stop Yan Heng from frowning when he heard Ji Yunchan say the word "delight". He brought up the past with a vengeance and looked at her unkindly: "Last time, you asked me to marry her. I was almost pissed to death by you."
He clasped his hands together with a little force, pulled Ji Yunchan towards him, looked at her inquiringly, and asked, "Are you really not jealous?"
Ji Yunchan shook her head and nodded.
Realizing that any answer would be ambiguous, she whispered, "A little bit."
"Hmph." Yan Heng gave up.
He pinched the soft flesh on her cheek and said smugly, "Do you know how I felt when I chased away those flies around you? And you still give me a cold shoulder."
"What flies?"
Ji Yunchan glared at him. If those young men from the aristocratic families in the capital knew that Yan Heng evaluated them like this, who knows how they would scold him.
Besides, this is not the reason why I am giving him a hard time.
"You were like guarding your food at that time. I always felt like I was the meat and bones in your mouth, that's why I was unhappy." The hand on her cheek was still pinching, and Ji Yunchan dodged.
Yan Heng was reluctant to let go of the soft touch and withdrew his hand.
The general, who hadn't quarreled with his childhood sweetheart for a long time and had always regretted it, became malicious and resorted to his usual tricks of deliberately teasing people.
He raised his chin, his face unfriendly: "You had a bad temper back then, much worse than now."
"You always pretend to be virtuous and kind outside, which makes everyone flock to you." Yan Heng gritted his teeth, and said with some sincerity: "I endured it and didn't expose you, but you came to steal my corner without any hesitation."
Ji Yunchan had a few tender feelings in her heart, but she gave them up. What was this familiar feeling? She put her thoughts aside and asked calmly, "Am I not virtuous?"
No one except him has ever said that she is not virtuous.
Yan Heng didn't rush to refute, but thought about it. He looked at Ji Yunchan's beautiful eyes that were fixed on him, and couldn't help but touch her cheek.
The more Yan Heng thought about marrying the girl he had dreamed of marrying since his youth, the happier he became. He even said something sympathetic: "Not really."
"My Yuanyuan is smart, pretty, and talented. Who wouldn't like her?" He rubbed her cheek, feeling quite satisfied. When Ji Yunchan was about to let down her guard, he suddenly changed the subject: "But you're so spoiled. You ignore me if we don't agree. With such a bad temper, I can only consider you a mediocre person."
Ji Yunchan frowned, and then she noticed the hand on her cheek. Why was he touching her again? He was scolding her and touching her face at the same time.
"Picky." She dodged and snorted, not taking it seriously.
Yan Heng felt the pain of losing the soft flesh under his hand, and withdrew his hand with regret. He continued without any self-awareness: "Was what I said wrong? You are so kind to others, but so mean to me."
How could this person not distinguish between relatives and strangers? Besides, she had never been very mean to him in the past.
He has a really bad temper, so awful that no one can help but be scared of him.
Ji Yunchan pursed her lips and was about to look up and ask him if he was looking for trouble.
Yan Heng reached out and pinched her cheek with some force, as if to avenge her for not letting him touch him. He glared at her unkindly, "Don't mess around with other girls outside anymore. Do you hear me?"
He is getting more and more demanding.
"It hurts... Stop pinching."
He had strong hands and calluses on them. Ji Yunchan felt so much pain from being pinched that she stepped back and distanced herself from him.
She pressed her palms against her cheeks, feeling very angry. She asked incredulously, "How have I ever been unfaithful?"
Yan Heng subconsciously wanted to rub her, but she dodged him.
Looking at that look, he's pretending to be innocent, he thought unhappily.
General Yan will take revenge if he has any. "Do you want me to settle the score with you?"
This person had been so gentle to her before, why was he like this after they reconciled? She was still angry, and she was quite desperate: "You say."
"Let's forget about the past," Yan Heng said aggressively, "let's talk about that chess game at the end of last year. You practiced your chess skills so hard for that poor scholar, and it almost pissed me off to death."
"You are just bringing up old things!" Ji Yunchan glared at him angrily.
He did say he wouldn't bring up past grudges, and Yan Heng nodded nonchalantly. He'd never lost an argument outside, so if that didn't work, he could just say something else. After all, someone had a history of past offenses. "Okay, this one won't count. But you gave me knee pads, and then you gave him a dress. I never said that, so what are you going to say?"
"What do you mean by giving him a piece of clothing?"
Ji Yunchan became puzzled. When did she give clothes to Brother Zheng?
"That night when you returned the cloak." Yan Heng didn't mind helping her recall the past. He narrowed his eyes and looked unfriendly. "It wasn't enough that a man and a woman stood at the door for so long. You even went out of your way to bring him clothes after you turned around and went back. Wasn't that you?"
The description is so detailed that it feels like you have seen it with your own eyes.
Ji Yunchan was shocked. She spoke slowly with a trembling voice, "Did you follow me back that night?"
"Why else would I see you flirting with other girls again?" Yan Heng said aggrievedly, "I felt sorry for you not embroidering, but you turned around and gave it to someone else who had better things."
It turned out that he was taking care of her at that time.
Ji Yunchan was still shocked by what he had just said.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she shook her head, tears bursting out, "No, Ah Heng, you misunderstood."
She wiped her tears and explained, "Those were Aunt Zheng's clothes. They helped my family a lot. Aunt Zheng is old and her eyesight is not good, so she asked us to mend her clothes for her... I didn't mend those clothes, Yun'e did."
It is so.
Yan Heng really didn't expect this. He was stunned and turned his head stiffly, only to see her crying.
Yan Heng: ...
This is crying out of grievance of being wronged.
"I should have known."
He added something to ease the atmosphere, leaned over, and looked up at Ji Yunchan's face. Seeing that she was also looking at him, he tentatively took her wrist and pulled her towards him.
Ji Yunchan did not resist and sat on his lap as he wished.
"Yuanyuan?" He moved closer, his nose almost touching hers, and softened his brows as he soothed her from the bottom up: "I was wrong, don't cry."
When his face is cold, it can scare children to tears, but when it softens, he seems helpless.
This person doesn't even know why she is crying.
Then she thought again, he was clearly still angry with her just a moment ago, and was still using this matter as an excuse to scold her in a roundabout way.
This guy really is.
Thinking of this, Ji Yunchan's tears dried up. She let Yan Heng carefully wipe away her tears, and then raised her hand to touch his eyebrows.
Ah Heng had high brow bones, deep eye sockets and thin eyelids. Her eyebrows were very lush and felt fluffy and comfortable to the touch. Her eyelashes were also very thick. Seeing that she wanted to touch him, he closed his eyes and let her touch him as much as she wanted.
Ji Yunchan touched it enough with satisfaction and withdrew her hand.
She wanted to get up and sit aside, but Yan Heng held her waist and prevented her from getting up.
Yan Heng opened his eyelids and observed her expression intently. Ji Yunchan glanced at him and said, "I want to eat."
"Don't be angry, okay?" Yan Heng took her hand and placed it on his eyebrows, suppressing a smile and said, "I'll touch it for you when you're angry."
Ji Yunchan's thoughts were exposed, and she said in shame: "Who wants to touch me? Let me go."
"No." Yan Heng simply held the person in his arms.
"A great general is acting like a rogue." Ji Yunchan muttered softly without struggling.
General Yan is as thick-skinned as a city wall and is good at playing rogue.
He hugged her for a while, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Honestly, Yuanyuan, did you ever like bookish men?"
Ji Yunchan felt at ease being held like this, but then she heard these words faintly coming from behind her.
Ji Yunchan: ...
She was so angry, "Let me go."
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