resentful spouse
Chapter 31: Resentment and Hate
After calling a doctor for Wang Qi, Cui Luan did not want to contact him anymore. When he saw the person following the carriage, he pretended not to see him.
A folding fan stopped Cui Luan as he came out of the shop. Jiang Tongzhou smiled and introduced himself, "I am Prince Zhen, and you are Captain Peng's wife?"
Cui Luan bowed, took a half step back to create some distance, and said, "I, your humble servant Cui, greet your Highness."
"Luan Niang, I have something to talk to you about. Let's find a quiet place to talk."
His words were sticky and slanted, and Cui Luan felt his frivolous and seductive gaze and avoided it with disgust, saying, "Your Highness is very kind, but my husband at home is in a hurry. Please forgive me, I will take my leave."
"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness." Jiang Tongzhou sneered at her back.
However, Prince Zhen had no intention of letting Cui Luan follow him. After all, she was the daughter of an aristocratic family and had the proper dignity. Summoning his attendants, he asked, "Has the medicine been administered?"
"The drug is in the incense. Even if Madam Peng passes by, she will definitely fall into the trap."
Jiang Tongzhou laughed happily and hinted, "If Luanniang can't find anyone, you guys should be smart and go and invite Captain Peng over when the time comes."
"yes."
The drug took effect quickly, and Cui Luan realized that something was wrong. His lower abdomen tightened slightly, and his mind was full of thoughts about sexual intercourse between men and women. This must be the result of that drug.
In the narrow alley, only Wang Qi was following behind. Cui Luan dodged the struggle, but she had no choice but to take the antidote while she still had her sanity. She secretly pulled out the golden hairpin from her hair and said, "Cai Deng, find a reason to lure the coachman away and bring that person here. Then, you must stand guard from a distance and don't allow anyone to approach the carriage."
Caideng swallowed her doubts and did as she said.
Inside the carriage, Cui Luan stopped Wang Qi from bending his knees, and looked at him with eyes that were not just a toy. He had a narrow waist and shoulders. If he were not tall enough and acted like a man, his white skin like a soft cloud would have given people the wrong impression.
Cui Luan didn't know his name even though the words were on his lips. "What's your name?"
"My little one, Wang Qi."
"look up."
Cui Luan's gaze lingered on his dark eyes, which he found much more pleasing than his face.
"The juggler has a face that looks like someone from the Chu Hall."
Wang Qi lowered his head in silence. It was because of this delicate face that he was chosen by the class leader and was able to learn skills and make a living.
"Look up. Let me ask you, do you have a lover? Do you have someone you like?"
"There was... but no one I liked."
Cui Luan then asked, "Have you ever been to a brothel?"
Knowing what she wanted to ask, Wang Qi unconsciously moved his fingers and said honestly: "No, I have never been there. I have served other girls."
Cui Luan smiled, perhaps satisfied with his answer or something else, and asked again, "Have you been in touch recently?"
“No.”
"I've been drugged, an aphrodisiac. I need you to give me the antidote. I'll pay you after the deed is done, but you can't blame me. This matter needs to rot in your heart."
Wang Qi looked up in shock and stammered, "I, I, am so vulgar and uncouth that I am afraid and dare not serve you, my lord."
"You can find me a secret-mouthed waiter."
Wang Qi subconsciously refused, unable to come up with an explanation, "Little one..."
Cui Luan grabbed the front of his lapel and said softly, his cheeks flushed and his eyes moist. He hummed and cursed at the same time: "You are so annoying. Coward."
The scolding was like water, repeating the same two words over and over again. Because the voice was unbearable and sounded like a spoiled child, Wang Qi swallowed his saliva and carefully moved closer.
By the time Wang Qi had made sufficient mental preparation, Cui Luan had become even more confused from the torture. His hot hand touched his neck, and the latter stiffened his body and dared not move.
"What are you waiting for? Wang Qi... hold me..."
Cui Luan kissed him randomly, bit the side of his neck as if to vent her anger, but the effect of the medicine was defeated, and she couldn't help but stick to him. The hot tears she shed burned Wang Qi's heart.
Wang Qi lowered his head and kissed her cherishingly with his eyes closed. His love was so deep that a transparent tear slid down the corner of his eye.
Madam Cui, you shouldn't have done this to a lowly person like me.
I like you, and we should be open and honest. If you don't love me, my lady, how can we have sex?
Pulling the person away from him, Wang Qi restrained himself and stopped, tears streaming down his face as he quietly asked, "Cui Luan, do you know I'm Wang Qi?"
Cui Luan snorted, poked his chin and said, "Peng Xishan."
"well."
Ignoring her struggles, Wang Qi tightly wrapped her hands and feet with the thin blanket in the car, and fed Cui Luan cup after cup of cold tea. His taciturn face showed concern and heartache that was different from what his eyes expressed.
"Cui Luan, I don't want you to hate me."
Even if her body is unable to work, there are other ways to relieve her pain.
Wang Qi carefully washed his right hand, one stroke at a time, to comfort Cui Luan, who was feeling anxious and uncomfortable due to the effects of the medicine.
His clean left hand fell on her slightly arched pregnant belly. After pausing for a few seconds, the palm patted it lightly.
There was a happy event in the Peng Mansion, and Wang Qi heard about it.
Congratulations and best wishes from afar.
During the most difficult quarter of an hour, Wang Qi used a cloth to block her mouth and endured it with her. The bleeding on her arm, where she had accidentally scratched it, gradually stopped, and a sharp pain shot through her head.
The colorful lights could not stop the voice of someone with ulterior motives. Wang Qi blinked his sore eyes, slowly released the sleeping Cui Luan, wrapped his left hand around his right hand, and found the corner farthest away from her, waiting for a moment of secret pleasure before the punishment came.
Wang Qi was still tied up in the side room, and Peng Zuoyuan sat upright in the main courtyard, estimating the time and waiting until the incense in the house was almost burned out before going in.
"Are you awake?"
Cui Luan's hair was half loose, and her cheeks, which had become thinner and pale, gave her the beauty of a naturally withered white magnolia in early autumn.
This was something that no man could tolerate. Cui Luan asked, "Do you want a divorce, or do you want to go to the county yamen?"
"Aluan, you are shameless today."
Cui Luan's face turned cold, and he retorted, "We didn't have sex. I was drugged. You're wrong."
Peng Zuoyan must have found out, otherwise they wouldn't be talking face to face so calmly at this moment.
"But it is a fact that you messed up everything."
"I thought we would be together forever," Peng Zuoyan recalled. "I promised you before we got married. I thought we would keep our promise. We would have a child next year, raise him, and cherish him. Only then would we be considered a complete family."
Cui Luan sneered, "I also treat you sincerely. On the wedding day, I still remember the anxious and relieved feeling when you carried me across the brazier."
Even louder than the noise of others was what Peng Zuoyan, who was wearing a red wedding dress, said: Alua, let's cross together.
But how did they get to this point now?
In just two years, it was clear that he regarded Cui Luan as his wife from the beginning, and he pretended to be considerate and gentle enough. Was it a hidden danger caused by the Cui Ping incident, or was it even earlier?
Peng Zuoyuan lowered his eyes, poured two cups of tea, and said in a deep voice, "I am sincere too."
"No, your sincerity has long been worn away." Cui Luan saw clearly after he had uncovered the identities of the people involved. "You only loved me because you needed a wife, so you came to me. Peng Xishan, do you dare to say that you still treat me with the same respect and love you once had? Stop saying you're deeply in love, and admit that it's okay for you to change your mind about me."
"Do you think I've changed? You can't even be yourself, so how can you expect me to?"
"What about Yi Huan? You've favored her several times. Do you really only consider her a concubine? She doesn't want to stay here, so why are you making things difficult for her?"
Cui Luan believed the promise made before marriage. She was just a concubine who had been with him for many years and was not a big deal. But when they really got along with each other, he found that Peng Zuoyan favored Yi Huan and ignored her time and time again. His subconscious protection and care made it the most difficult to interfere. In his heart, Yi Huan was much more important than he thought.
Peng Zuoyan was displeased for a moment, "Why are you talking about her when it comes to our affairs?"
Cui Luan snorted, and looked at him as if he could see through her. He said nothing, but his eyes were so penetrating that it made him want to avoid him.
"If you couldn't bear to let her go in the first place, you should have been more resolute. Why did you give me hope and then abandon me?"
"You betrayed me!"
Cui Luan refused to accept this and complained about the injustice: "You were unfaithful to me, so why do you expect me to be loyal to you? If I had known that you valued her, I would not have agreed to your proposal."
"It's normal for a man to have one wife and multiple concubines. She didn't take the initiative to provoke you. It's you who is jealous and intolerant." Peng Zuoyao subconsciously felt that what she said was wrong and retorted: "From the moment you dared to tie up Yi Huan, I should have known that you were cruel. I underestimated you."
Peng Zuoyan acted condescendingly and said, "Aluan, you are quite bold in your rebellious behavior."
"Humph, you're ridiculous. You're dominating someone who doesn't like you, yet you're unwilling to show them any affection. You're more into the chase-and-run game."
"No match for Madam, you can shoot with both hands."
The humiliating words pierced his heart like a sharp knife. Cui Luan blamed himself for not being able to hold back his tears and shook off the past, saying, "Your heart was biased. You never considered me a lifelong partner. You abandoned my brother, disgraced me by taking two concubines, and even had an affair with Yi Huan. Do you have a clear conscience towards me?"
"Come to think of it, you still blame me for the Cui Ping incident." Peng Zuoyuan was silent for a moment, and there was a hint of heartache in his words.
"I've blamed you for many things."
The resentment made the gap between them deeper and deeper. Cui Luan didn't want to give in to fill the gap, and Peng Zuoyuan was unwilling to lower himself on his own initiative. As a result, this pair of happy lovers became a couple of resentment.
Having said this, Peng Zuoyan knocked on the wooden table and said to the outside, "Bring it in."
The dark medicine was still rippling. Cui Luan had a bad feeling and asked, curling his fingers, "What is this?"
"Aluan, my eldest son cannot have a mother with such a stigma. You and I have been in such a mess. I really don't know how to treat him."
"So you want to kill him?" Cui Luan said anxiously and shocked by this speculation: "This is your child!"
"The Peng family's unborn child died unexpectedly, and A'luan Da'ao fell ill and couldn't face the public. I am of course certain that this is my child, so he cannot have a legitimate mother like you. I will not allow a legitimate child whose legitimate mother has an affair to become a stain on my life."
Peng Zuoyan could not treat the mother and son separately. Since his father and mother did not give birth to the child with true love, it was enough for the Peng family to have only one Peng Zuoyan.
Cui Luan was shocked by his seriousness and stood up and said with great momentum: "This is your child, how could you really do this to him?"
"Even if you gave birth to him, I could send him to heaven with my own hands."
Standing up with the medicine bowl in hand, Peng Zuoyan said in a friendly manner, "Aluan, not wanting him is my decision after careful consideration. Just be good."
After saying so many nice things, since Cui Luan was unwilling, he had to do it himself.
Cui Luan retreated in fear and cursed in terror: "You are not a human being. This is my child. You are not allowed to touch him. Mother and child are connected by heart. You can't let me do that!"
"Did you feel anything strange when you took him to kiss that man? Did he touch our child? Is a pregnant woman different from an ordinary woman?"
"Stop talking! Peng Zuoyan!"
Peng Zuoyuan took a step closer to face her and narrated, "I didn't talk about or interfere with your relationship with him. It's not that I'm prepared to endure it, Alua. I pity you for licking your wounds after losing your brother, so I let you act recklessly. But since you were plotted against by King Zhen, I have to show some appreciation."
"Since you know I was being plotted against, why do you need abortion pills? I swear I will never see Wang Qi again. I will live a good life with you in the future. Please let me give birth to the child. This is my child. Please don't leave!"
Cui Luan retreated to the edge of the frame, with no way to hide.
"Prince Zhen, Al-Luan did well. But what about Prince Qi? Al-Luan, didn't you have any physical contact? Do you dare to swear in front of the child that your body and mind are pure?"
A brief fragment flashed through his mind, and he felt the touch of a foreign object under his body. Cui Luan could not guarantee their innocence.
“Since we can’t fix the present, let’s go back to the past.”
A small amount of the medicine was spilled, but the advantage was that it was very effective. Peng Zuoyan sat beside him and waited for it to take effect.
Cui Luan frowned in pain. The pain in her abdomen was worse than her menstrual period. Her jacket was filled with the bitter smell of abortion pills, which made her cry.
“Ah…it hurts…”
A faint liquid oozed out, and Cui Luan slumped over the low table in agony, still able to curse: "Ahhh!! Peng Zuoyuan! You shall not die a good death! You killed my child, you murderer!"
"It's only been four months. Where does he get the heart and life from?"
They are not considered human beings.
Peng Zuoyan didn't stay long. When he saw the blood, he stood up and said, "Aluan, it would be better for him to let go as soon as possible rather than letting him grow up in a home where his parents are not in harmony."
“…nonsense.”
Cui Luan's lips were pale, and his body was covered in sweat. He was in agony, exhausted, and propped up his body. He opened his mouth and cursed viciously: "You are the one who deserves to die, Peng Zuoyuan."
Peng Zuoyuan smiled. Yi Huan had said the word "damn" countless times, but he was lucky and would not die easily.
The private prison of Peng Mansion only held Wang Qi.
"What is your relationship with King Zhen?"
"I don't know who King Zhen is."
"Is it a coincidence that you passed by?"
Wang Qi hadn't eaten or drunk anything for two days, so he replied in a hollow voice, "Yes."
"Then the teahouse, the inn, and the side street a few days ago were also coincidences? Did you specifically pick the coincidence when the lady was out of the house?"
Wang Qi's eyes were determined, and he said self-deprecatingly, "Maybe it's just a coincidence. I am just a toy for Madam to play with and entertain her. I am her slave and servant, and I serve her."
Peng Zuoyang was relentless, "Madam, you are left alone in the carriage, in the street in broad daylight, in the open air, with your two of you in such a disheveled state. Have you ever considered this captain's dignity?"
"I swear, I dared to tie up my wife, but nothing happened between us." Wang Qi raised his right hand and swore, "If I lie, I will die immediately, and my life will be filled with endless suffering and never-ending peace."
"laugh."
Peng Zuoyao didn't care about his words at all. He stared into his serious black eyes and asked like an underground judge, "Madam has been affected by this matter. Will you pay the price?"
"My life is worthless, and death is not a pity. If the captain wants to take it, then take it. But when my wife was still in the Cui family, she saved me during a charity. I approached my wife thinking of repaying her kindness. It's all my greed and shamelessness. If the captain wants to blame me, it's all my fault."
At the end of his speech, Wang Qi folded his hands, knelt down and kowtowed.
Peng Zuoyan uttered an "oh" with interest, then raised his voice, "So you're someone who repays a favor. Now I'll give you a chance. Take her away. No one will know what's going on here. It'll be a happy and carefree life with a man and a woman in love. Do you want it?"
Peng Zuoyan was testing her, but Wang Qi was serious. He straightened his body and refused, "Captain, my lady sees me as a toy. My greatest value lies in being able to have some fun with this little girl. If I take her away, she will suffer even more than she does now. Our relationship is that of master and servant, like the sky and the mud."
"You see clearly."
"What about you? Madam has no feelings for you, do you?"
Wang Qi dodged his suddenly sharp gaze and shouted, "Captain, the mud will always covet the sky. This is not the sky's fault, it's my shamelessness. My wife also has her own reasons for being framed. Please think of the Cui family's former wife. You and my wife are meant to be together for life. My death is not a pity. You can kill me or scold me, I will take it."
The Cui Luan of the past. Peng Zuoyuan dodged for a moment. Yes, such an elegant and virtuous woman, strong and gentle. Thinking about the punishment of this "adulterous couple", he hesitated for a moment.
Peng Zuoyuan didn't say anything, he was fiddling with his ring and his mind was already wandering.
Wang Qi used his stiff and painful left elbow to cover the bite mark on the right side of his chest, pressed the pain in his head, and smiled while lying down.
Regardless of whether he survived in the end, he protected Cui Luan and died with a clear conscience.
It is easy to repay kindness by taking action, but the hardest thing to repay is love. Love touches his heart and invisibly locks him down.
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