Clear intention
Chapter 4: Clear Intentions
Yi Huan didn't expect that he would chase her all the way to her doorstep.
"There is a pavilion and waterside terrace in Xi Garden. It is early summer and the temperature is pleasant. I will invite you to enjoy the scenery and have tea."
Yi Huan didn't smile, and said in a more serious tone: "General, I am just an ordinary person. I only offered a piece of bread and showed me the way. I don't deserve your repeated gratitude."
Peng Zuoyan smiled harmlessly, and his open expression was good at misleading others.
"I won't be staying in Yizhou long, but I just wanted to host another banquet for you, my lady, with whom I've met before. Would you be willing?"
"Are you leaving?"
Peng Zuogong was happy to explain: "Although Nanzhao was defeated, the war situation is not stable yet. I will return to the border."
Out of respect for him and the generals, and considering the hardships of the border crossing, Yi Huan agreed: "I am willing to do this for you."
There are only two of them in the pavilion half surrounded by water. The water surface is connected to the endless mountains. The dark green mountains are lifted by the green water. Being in it, one can't help but sigh at the magnificence of nature and the shock of the soul.
Yi Huan sighed at the clearness of the water while taking the tea brewed by the man with both hands.
"Try the Mengding stone flowers I picked before Qingming Festival."
The yellow-green tea soup is not turbid at all, and the green porcelain cup is slightly cool when it enters the water, and does not become warm at all due to the hot tea.
"Thank you, General."
Yi Huan didn't know how to taste tea, and since this tea was probably very valuable, he didn't dare to drink it like a cow. He drank most of the cup and said, "It's fragrant at first, and the aftertaste is sweet. I don't know how to taste tea, so I'm afraid I'll be insulting this tea."
It was expensive, but it was tastier than the cheap tea she had tasted before.
Peng Zuoyuan didn't take her words seriously, took a sip and put down the teacup.
"Those who understand tea appreciate it with elegance, while ordinary people drink it just to quench their thirst." Facing her surprised gaze, Peng Zuoyuan continued, "Income is always linked to social class. If you try to be rich just to save money, you'll end up in hardship later. It's really not worth it."
Yi Huan smiled and put down her cup. She didn't expect him to say such words that were inconsistent with his status.
"What do you think of this scene, my lady?"
Yi Huan closed his eyes and felt the summer breeze in the pavilion, chanting: "The sky is clear and the air is fresh, the wind is gentle and refreshing."
The latter part of the sentence is about looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the abundance of species. Yi Huan did not continue.
"My lady, your writing is very elegant. It is gentle and appropriate to the mood and the occasion."
Yi Huan smiled awkwardly, not acknowledging the praise. He explained, "I wrote down this poem I heard from a famous poet. You are so kind."
Enough of the foreshadowing, getting straight to the point, Peng Zuoyuan said directly, "To be honest, I invited you here today because I have something to tell you."
"You can follow me."
Yi Huan paused and thought in silence for a long time.
"I've never been in a military camp before and I'm afraid I won't be able to do my job well and lose face. Besides, I'm one of the escort agents in the escort agency and I'm afraid I'll let you down."
Peng Zuoyan laughed at her for misunderstanding. Did she think he wanted to recruit her as his subordinate?
The smile on his face faded a little, Peng Zuoyuan lowered his head to adjust the edge of his single-silk flowered silk robe, and his tone was no longer gentle when he spoke.
"Yi Huan, the "he" I'm talking about is the heel between a woman and a man."
Seeing her panic over disturbing the teacups, Peng Zuoyang ordered, "It's nothing. Tell them to clean up. Yi Huan, you haven't answered me yet?"
"General Peng, I already have someone in my heart." Yi Huan tried her best to calm down, carefully observing his expression, and looked him in the eye. "I am a vulgar and uncouth woman, unworthy of your attention. I am unworthy of your attention."
Peng Zuo'an knew that she had a childhood sweetheart. It was precisely because the investigation showed that the two had never had an affair that Peng Zuo'an was willing to have her. Otherwise, why would he, a general of Dingyuan, want a woman who had been used by someone else?
"Are you engaged? Are you married?"
She was stumped and didn't know how to answer.
"Yi Huan, I trust you as a person and am willing to give you a chance to talk it out with others. As long as you agree, I will give you one day to make peace with it. I will forgive you for what you did before."
Yi Huan pinched her fingers to keep herself upright, trying her best to suppress her astonishment. "I know I am not worthy of you, General, and I dare not ask for anything more. I hope you will show me mercy!"
After being repeatedly humiliated, Peng Zuoyan's brows smoothed and he asked calmly, "You don't want to?"
"yes."
Yi Huan was frightened like a frightened bird. He stood up and tried to leave in a panic, but was stopped by Chang Yi who was holding a sword.
"Yi Huan, if you take even a single step out of here, you will lose this opportunity."
"Thank you very much, General, for your kindness. I always answer with that word."
With Peng Zuoyan's permission, she walked quickly and even jogged. She accidentally bumped into a stone edge, but she endured it and continued walking.
Peng Zuoyang looked at him coldly, some thoughts slowly forming, and he snorted, thinking that he didn't know how to appreciate the courtesy.
As the night gradually darkened, the moon became obscured. The earthen wall of Yi Huan's house could not stop the people from climbing over it. Peng Zuoyang did not need to act like a thief. Chang Yi unlocked the door and the two of them came in openly.
After taking a look at the basic layout of the courtyard, which he considered to be poor and unremarkable, Peng Zuoyuan waved his hand and asked him to wait outside.
The inky black night was somewhat diluted by the moonlight. Peng Zuoyan placed his fingers on her slightly closed lips, pressed his fingers against her lips, and bent over, staring at her tightly closed eyelids through his thumb.
It's not that it's impossible to go a step further and do something blushing and heart-pounding, and there are many ways to make her unaware, but Peng Zuoyan did not move.
People who are confident in their plans will not be impatient. They will appreciate the prey walking step by step into the depths of the trap and wait for the prey to come forward. They are calm and think that everything is under their control.
Yihuan, I hope you are worth the extra thought I will put into you.
There are always a few days in January when there are no complaints. Chao Lanyu always comes to find Yi Huan. The two of them walk and stop in the mountains and forests, talking and playing, feeling very free.
In the afternoon, the two came back by ox cart. Yi Huan got off the cart by holding his hand. After looking at each other ambiguously, their hands never loosened.
It is easy and pleasant to get along with people you can rely on.
Peng Zuoyan, who was in the attic, saw them walking hand in hand along the entire street. He saw the shyness and love on her face, and the sinister look in her eyes that could not be concealed.
It turned out that what she said was true. No wonder she rejected him. It turned out that she already had a lover, and they were having an affair in broad daylight before they got engaged. She was very good at it.
She treated him with aloofness and courtesy, but treated her lover with two different faces.
So she didn't care when he mentioned their childhood. It turned out that she already had someone who cared about her more. He had been remembering her for more than ten years because of that piece of dry biscuit. It turned out that he was the one who was laughed at in the end.
Since that’s the case, just do as he wishes. As for Yi Huan’s reluctance, it doesn’t matter.
His fingertips resting on the armrest tapped from time to time, and Peng Zuoyan asked unhappily, "Captain, what has this general wanted that he hasn't gotten?"
The man standing there sternly glanced at the man and woman who were leaving side by side, and said calmly, "Never."
So, Yi Huan, I'm going to choose you.
Peng Zuoyan narrowed his eyes and looked away, letting the boiling water gurgle into smoke, his emotions unrecognizable.
She is just a treacherous woman. You can't win her over with kind words, so just snatch her away if you want.
He pretended to be a gentleman for a few days and then forgot his true nature.
Yi Huan came home late these days and his heart was pounding. He gripped the dagger tightly and quickly closed and locked the door. His back pressed against the door, his heart pounding uncontrollably. He instinctively knew something was going to happen.
The shadow in front of the table was not afraid of being discovered. Before Yi Huan passed out, he saw Peng Zuoyan's face and his confident voice: "Yi Huan."
The purpose was to take people away to do something, so the dosage of the drug was not large. The candle in the dim room was half-burned, and two people were lying on the large round bed.
Peng Zuoyan blew a tube of smoke antidote at her and waited for Yi Huan to wake up.
The moment he saw his face clearly, Yi Huan suddenly shouted, "Asshole! You're forcibly seizing a woman. That's illegal!"
Peng Zuoyao didn't deny it, but snorted contemptuously, "What? You want your childhood sweetheart to sue me at the county office?"
He was disdainful of Chao Lanyu in the first place. How could he have the courage to challenge him when he was just a small lawyer?
"If you let me go, I can pretend nothing happened, General Peng. If you let me go, I will forget about it."
Peng Zuoyan lowered his head and smiled, then replied, "Ha, I don't have the habit of tying you up, talking to you for a few words, and then letting you go."
"Yi Huan, I will ask for something, and you cannot refuse it."
The closer he got, the more Yi Huan retreated, cursing, "You beast!"
Peng Zuoyuan pulled out the dagger he had given her from his sleeve, pulled the rope around her ankles and pulled her in front of him. The moment he cut the rope, he knew she would run away, so he threw the dagger away with one hand and put his other hand around her waist and held her in his arms.
"You don't want the banknotes, you don't want my invitation, Yi Huan, what are you being so stubborn about?"
Yi Huan's ribs were numb from being held by him, and she hit his chest and neck with her elbows. He looked at her fighting back without knowing her own strength with amusement, and even used one hand to untie the ten buckles at his waist.
Peng Zuoyan stripped her upper body naked and untied the ropes on her hands.
Before he could take the next step, Yi Huan slapped Peng Zuoyuan firmly and fiercely. Peng Zuoyuan was hit on the jaw and tilted his head due to the force.
Yi Huan took advantage of the time he had to react to get up and run, but before he could get out of the round bed, he was grabbed by the calf and pounced on.
"Get out of here! Peng Zuoyan, you're not a human! Talk about repaying a favor? How the hell is that how you repay a favor? Your whole family is not human. You're repaying kindness with hatred. Let me go..."
"You can curse fluently." Peng Zuoyan took the time to reply to her, concentrating on the matter at hand. He didn't care about her frequent swear words and focused on untying the wrinkled belt between his legs.
"General Peng." Yi Huan grasped his wrists with both hands, pleading with tears in her eyes, "Please forgive me once, as I helped you twice. I promise to disappear from your sight. General Peng, I beg you, I will never appear in your presence again in my life."
The man in a superior position unexpectedly stopped moving. Just when Yi Huan thought he was nostalgic and was about to let go, the man pinched her cheek and lowered his head to bite it.
"I want to be a villain for once."
Yi Huan's face turned pale instantly. Unwilling to be oppressed, he began to struggle with both hands and feet.
Peng Zuoyao took a long time to take off her coat, then he remembered something and said, "Yi Huan, the downfall of the Zhang family is my fault. You don't have to be that fool Zhang's child bride."
It was a good thing for her, she didn't expect that they would have the fate to sleep in the same bed at this time.
"Are you the one who's causing trouble for the Zhang family?"
Yi Huan was so excited that he wanted to stand up. "If the Zhang family hadn't collapsed, I wouldn't have fled, and Brother Lu wouldn't have died. Peng Zuoyan, you destroyed my shelter!"
"Really?" Peng Zuoyan never thought that his good intentions had led to his mistakes, but it didn't matter anymore. "That's perfect. I will be your protector."
“Ah…get out!”
The rough fingers touched the unusual soft drum, and both of them were so frank that their breathing could be heard. The fingers kneaded and rubbed the skin, and the abdomen tightened and accelerated, and the breathing involuntarily quickened.
I want to surrender to my instinctive desires just to relieve the longing in my heart.
Peng Zuoyan moved his right hand upwards, rubbing his thumb into her mouth mercilessly. He rubbed it hard with his hand. He lowered his head and bit her upper lip and said, "Yi Huan, say you are willing."
"I don't want to!"
"Hmm."
Touching the lips that she had bitten and bled, Peng Zuoyan sneered. With a crisp "ripping" sound, the hand holding her hands turned to lock her neck, and the other hand curled up and reached down, fingers turning flexibly. She tried hard not to make a sound, but the culprit was gasping for breath.
Yi Huan couldn't control his body, a soft moan was not released from his throat, and he only shouted at him to get out in a rough voice.
Peng Zuoyan reached down with one hand and raised it to her eye level, his mouth full of lustful teasing: "Ah Huan has two intentions, look, it's inviting me."
Yi Huan retreated with her legs tucked in, and seeing him coming towards her half-kneeling, she sobbed and shook her head.
There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women. Peng Zuoyan placed his palms on the sides of her knees, bent them according to his own wishes, and stared at her stubbornly with his expression fixed on her.
Peng Zuoyang let her sharp teeth bite him, exerting more and more force, and asked her: "Yi Huan, now it is me who is lying on the same bed with you, and your body does not reject it. Ah Huan, who of us wants it?"
The stable bunk bed made no sound, and in the gradually darkening shadows there was only the courage to move forward.
The night was eerily quiet, and the summer wind whimpered like a vengeful spirit locking the soul.
The wooden windows in the hall were open, and the cool and warm night breeze blew across the exposed skin, but it did not dispel the heat of the two people.
Just like a stream receiving dew, it expresses all its instincts and leaves only happiness.
The man's strong arms restrained the waving woman. Peng Zuoyang groaned and said deliberately, "Ah Huan, please suck gently, I'm about to break."
Giving her a chance to separate a little, Yi Huan bit his forearm and kicked away.
Even though they were only half a hand's distance apart, the man was not completely relieved, and his face was full of nervousness. He stared at her, who was smooth and shiny, with shining eyes, like a group of beasts eating.
He wanted to come again, and Yi Huan waved her hands randomly at his face. The man hugged and kissed her and sat down, forcing her to scream.
Peng Zuoyang had escaped death countless times and fought against hundreds of bandits alone without dying, let alone a half-dressed, soft and tender woman.
Peng Zuoyang spoke incoherently, his movements mixed with his words. Seeing her cheeks and chest flushed red from the orgasm, he chuckled and said, "Good Ah Huan, just relax and let me give you everything."
Yi Huan's crying and cursing seemed like an aphrodisiac to him. The more unwilling and angry she was, the stronger his desire to conquer her became.
After a low gasp and a fierce roar, Peng Zuoyan clamped her waist without moving, closing his eyes briefly to savor the moment, his body feeling hot and sticky, his mouth and nose filled with the scent of the other.
Unexpectedly, his interest in her as a person was far greater than just a casual sexual encounter.
Whenever he thought that it was Yi Huan under him, and the ups and downs of their empty communication just now, the satisfaction of the desire to conquer that surged in his chest almost overwhelmed him. He could not control his desire. It had nothing to do with her body, but it was just in tune with her.
Peng Zuoyan didn't move when he heard her leave. When he opened his eyes, he saw the disgusted look on her face after being humiliated, which she wanted to avoid, which was quite unpleasant.
Yi Huan crawled to the foot of the bed and was pulled in front of him by his ankle with one hand. Feeling that it was troublesome for her to flutter with both hands, Peng Zuoyuan took out his bellyband and tied her hands behind her back.
His lips kissed the corners of her tearful eyes, and Peng Zuoyan's voice was a little hoarse: "Why are you crying? It's love between a man and a woman, the union of yin and yang, aren't you happy?"
"Bah! You're so cool! I hate you!"
Peng Zuoyan was dissatisfied with her ingratitude, so he turned her over and continued to stick to her, as if he wanted to have more fun.
"I once met a military prostitute who was even more powerful than you. She was also very exciting, but I only had her once and then I gave her up. Do you know why?"
Yi Huan turned his head away and refused to answer the question, instead uttering some scolding words.
Peng Zuoyan said to himself, "Because you are no different, you are just a toy for sexual gratification."
Even if he forced her, Peng Zuoyan didn't feel the slightest bit disturbed. He had been a general in the army for sixteen years, and if he had been soft-hearted he wouldn't have gotten to where he is now.
Yi Huan, if your temper is mild, you can be my concubine. If not, you have already tasted the bitterness of life, so you can send her away early.
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