Chapter 19 Chapter 19 My sister’s snow neck must have a couple…
Sheng Puzhu covered her lips in disbelief. She simply couldn't believe that the sound just now actually came from her throat.
At that moment, her mind seemed to be captured, and she felt as if struck by lightning. The feeling was too unfamiliar, and she was caught off guard. She ignored the rules and called him by his full name.
The word "bastard" was not even out of her mouth before he bit her, forcing her back.
Sheng Puzhu clenched the sheet beneath her with her fingertips and could clearly feel her entire face burning. She opened her slightly trembling lips, wanting to say something, but all the sounds died between her lips and tongue.
She wasn't sure if she could speak fully in this situation.
"Ma'am, you don't like it?"
In response to her reaction, Xie Zhiyan paused noticeably, his lips still on her beautiful neck.
He restrained himself and supported his hands on her sides, looking down. He saw that the room was dark. A waning moon had leaked in through the diamond-shaped window lattice, casting blurry shadows on the ground.
The wife beneath him had a blush on her slightly raised face, and her eyes were filled with ripples, like the rippling blue water of a lake in spring. Her lips, slightly opened due to excessive shock, were outlined in the moonlight, as if covered with a layer of sugar water soaked in green plums.
She must like it since she reacted like this, Xie Zhiyan told himself.
In that case, let’s continue according to what the book says.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Xie Zhiyan's throat suddenly tightened. He suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the lust in his eyes seemed to be swallowed up by the thick darkness of the night. He had enough patience to conquer the city.
Unlike the brief taste just now, this time he bit the skin on the side of her neck and sucked it gently, sweeping his tongue across it, causing a fatal shudder.
"Thank you Zhiyan!"
"Where did you learn this?"
Sheng Puzhu's voice trembled and her eyelashes quivered violently. Such intimacy made her feel extremely embarrassed. She couldn't tell whether she was uncomfortable or longing. She just felt the heat in her body getting stronger and stronger, starting from the skin of her neck, burning all the way along her spine to her whole body.
If the man in front of her was not her husband, and they were not in the same room every night after returning home, she would not be able to help but wonder whether this man had lived in a pink nest for a year or two, which was why his skills had improved so rapidly.
Xie Zhiyan remained silent, just looking at her, their breaths intertwined. He was so close that she could see her own hazy shadow in his deep eyes.
His chest was rising and falling, almost touching hers. The pale moonlight outside the tent was mostly blocked by his perfect, crescent-shaped, tense shoulders and neck, leaving only a few strands of bright white light outlining the tip of his upright nose.
His entire face was shrouded in shadow and could not be clearly seen, except for his slightly narrowed eyes, which stared at her with a tangible oppression that could not be ignored.
"In the book." Xie Zhiyan suddenly stepped back half an inch, his voice hoarse, his breath close to her ear, every word clear.
Sheng Puzhu’s first reaction was!
impossible!
How could there be such an inappropriate thing in the book!
What's more, based on her understanding of Xie Zhiyan's upright character, she didn't think he would read such a book even if there was one.
However, Sheng Puju forgot that even though she had read countless blushing and heart-pounding booklets that taught details, Dayan also had a kind of book that was only circulated in secret and not shared with outsiders - that was the "Fire Avoidance Chart".
But it’s a pity that because of the “fire avoidance map”, when she got married, the elders in her family thought that her husband had given it to her, so they didn’t give it to her at all!
In the silence, their eyes met.
As someone who already had some "theoretical knowledge", Xie Zhiyan could guess what Sheng Puju was thinking just by looking at his confused eyes.
"Madam doesn't understand."
"I can teach you..."
He seemed to smile, his hot and wet lips brushed her jaw, and he took advantage of the situation to press down on her slender wrist with his palm, spreading his five fingers and squeezing into her soft fingers.
The two of them held hands, so close that they could hear the uncontrolled swallowing sound as the other's throat slid open.
This teaching and learning is like the rain that has accumulated for an entire winter.
When early spring arrives, you must moisten all the touchable skin so that the only seed in the soil can take root, sprout, and then bloom.
Compared to his hands, his lips were really burning.
Starting from the center of the eyebrows, there was an unignorable touch, as if it was a restrained temptation, and then it reached the eyelids, and the moist breath brushed against the eyelashes. The eyelashes, which were forced to shed tears because of the unbearable pain, were like a butterfly whose wings were wet by the spring rain.
Until his kiss slowly moved down along the small and delicate bridge of her nose, passed over her lips that were pursed due to nervousness, and stopped on the fair and delicate collarbone without warning, just a light taste.
Sheng Puzhu closed her eyes, her body soft as if she had lost all her strength and power. She couldn't stop shaking, and he obediently lifted her neck and pressed her into his arms.
After a long drought, rain comes.
The rain started out dense and gradually became torrential as the warm wind passed by.
She closed her eyes, feeling that every limb was imprisoned and soaked in the sound of the drizzling rain. While her body was nourished and filled by the rain, every nerve was awakened by excessive pleasure.
Until a long time later, the rain, which gradually became heavy, still showed no sign of stopping.
"I'm about to be drowned by you." Sheng Puzhu twisted her waist and said weakly in a hoarse voice. She was still in a trance and didn't realize what she said at all.
"It will be fine soon." Xie Zhiyan sighed softly from his throat, and the sound was no longer as cold as before.
He glanced at her, his deep eyes sliding from her trembling eyelids to her rosy lips. Restraint gradually turned into indulgence at the moment when he was about to smash her into the sheets.
He suddenly leaned over and kissed her.
The rain has stopped.
Sheng Puzhu was still trapped in the damp aftertaste and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
"I have to sleep." She closed her eyes, muttered, and seemed to have fainted.
"Madam." Xie Zhiyan pinched her small chin with his fingertips, using very light force to force her to open her eyes.
He looked at her and said in a serious tone, "Don't be so lazy."
The spring rain always comes back, thick and endless.
Gentleness and delicacy are just temptations, while urgency and fierceness are the essence.
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Sheng Puzhu woke up from his sleep, still in a trance and dizziness.
"Mammy."
"I want some water."
She closed her eyes and hummed continuously, not even having the strength to get up. Her fingertips were pressed on her eyebrows, like a drunkard who had drunk too much, even her memory was intermittent.
"My lady is finally awake." Nanny Du trotted into the room, holding a wet handkerchief in her hand.
Sheng Puzhu reached out to take it, and sighed in frustration: "Mammy, seeing that I wasn't awake, why didn't you call me?"
"I won't know how to explain this to my mother and grandmother when I go to pay my respects to them later."
Madam Du had the tea replaced with honey water. Seeing Sheng Puzhu's embarrassed and annoyed expression, she hesitated for a long time before saying, "Why didn't I call you, Madam? After my husband got up, I was afraid that you would miss the opportunity to pay your respects to the elders, so I called you every hour."
"But my wife is sleeping so soundly that she doesn't show any signs of waking up."
Sheng Puzhu blinked, looked at the sky outside, and asked uncertainly, "What time is it now?"
"My lady, it's already three quarters past noon, and lunch is already past."
"Not long after breakfast, the old lady and the eldest lady sent people to the Treasure Pavilion to inquire about the situation. They learned that the lady was unconscious. Madam Sheng ordered the kitchen to prepare some easy-to-digest food for the lady and said there was no need to wake her up."
"The old lady also sent a nanny over to tell you to just sleep like you used to at home. There's no need to be restrained."
After hearing this, Sheng Puzhu felt ashamed to death. After all, Xie Zhiyan stayed overnight drunk and she couldn't get up the next day. Any elder with a normal mind would not be wrong about what happened.
How would she greet the elders at home later? Sheng Puzhu covered her face and lowered her head even lower.
"Where's your husband?"
"When did he leave?" Sheng Puzhu thought of the culprit and asked with gritted teeth.
Aunt Du cursed her ancestors in her heart and said with great admiration, "My husband got up at five o'clock in the morning and went to the palace."
"Oh, by the way, my husband left a message saying he would return to the Treasure Pavilion at night."
Five o'clock in the morning!!!
Is he still human?
He had probably just fallen asleep at that time. Sheng Puzhu helped herself to sit up with the help of Nanny Du's hand. Her lower back suddenly felt numb and sore. She was secretly shocked and thought that Xie Zhiyan was simply not a human being in terms of physical strength.
"grandmother."
Sheng Puzhu first called out from outside the door, then delicately leaned out half of her body and said somewhat embarrassedly, "My granddaughter is here to pay her respects to you."
After getting up, she went to her mother's courtyard first. During this time, she ate two pieces of snacks, drank a cup of tea, and took a peacock feather from the porcelain vase on the flower table to play with the cat slave who was catching birds in the garden.
Then she was sent to the old lady's yard by Madam Shengda on the pretext of chanting scriptures.
Sheng Puzhu only appeared calm on the surface.
"Puzhu is here, my darling, come quickly."
"What did you have for lunch? Would you like some snacks? Or maybe Mammy could get you some candied green plums. I remember you loved them."
When Sheng Puzhu heard the word "green plum", she felt a pang of pain in her teeth for no reason. She shook her head and leaned into the old lady's arms: "I just had two pieces of dessert at my mother's house. I'm full."
"I see you didn't sleep well last night." The old lady reached out and pressed the corners of her eyes with her fingertips. "If you are tired, go back and rest. You don't have to accompany me."
Sheng Puzhu was shy and didn't dare to look up. She only said in a low voice, "No, it's not true. If I can't sleep well in Pearl Pavilion, then there's no other place I can sleep well."
"My husband was drunk last night, so I was inevitably late in taking care of him. I got up late today and was unable to come and pay my respects to Grandmother early."
"You are kind-hearted, please forgive me."
The old lady wanted to tease her granddaughter, who was already blushing with shame, but she didn't expect that Sheng Puzhu would make her laugh after just a few words.
She looked lovingly at the child she had raised: "Good Puzhu, you are blessed."
"When you married Zhiyan, I couldn't help but worry that his distant nature would make him ignore you. Now it seems that my worry was unfounded."
Sheng Puzhu held the old lady's aged palm, slowed his breathing, and said with a smile: "I am the girl you raised. Of course, I am the most intelligent young lady in Chang'an City. I am perfect in every way."
"Hahahaha." The old lady laughed heartily, her eyes full of pride. "My bodhi beads are naturally the best."
But at this point, her voice paused slightly: "I heard from your eldest brother that you borrowed a horse from him to leave the house yesterday?"
"Um."
"I can't just sit back and watch my second sister's affairs."
"My uncle has been assigned to a mission to relieve the Saint's worries. Even though his return date is near, I think it would be best to put an end to these groundless rumors about my second sister as soon as possible to avoid any further complications."
The old lady nodded and said, "I have discussed this matter with your grandfather. It seems that someone is deliberately trying to ruin your second sister's reputation. However, it is a trick done by the inner court of the mansion, so your grandfather is not in a position to intervene."
"Plus, Prince Ning's wife died young, and there's no one capable of taking charge of the palace. Princess Changning did send someone to inquire, but the young lady is young and can't control those who are causing trouble."
"The people I sent out were inevitably slower in their investigations. Plus, the other party was probably well prepared, so they didn't get any news that quickly."
Sheng Puzhu pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't worry, Grandmother. I asked Princess Duanyang for help yesterday, and there are already some results."
"If the Marquis of Changxing's wife comes to you again to ask for a break-up, you don't have to argue with her. Just reject their proposal openly. It's better not to marry into a family like that."
The old lady's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She pursed her lips and said, "Puzhu, what do you mean by this?"
"The marriage was arranged because, firstly, your second sister liked him and asked your grandfather for help; and secondly, the Marquis of Changxing saw that he was very fond of Mingshu and agreed to everything she asked for."
"Plus, he's the only legitimate son-in-law in the Changxing Marquisate, so Mingshu doesn't have to worry about managing relationships with sisters-in-law because of sibling rivalry."
"At the time, I reluctantly agreed to the marriage because Mingshu liked me and she was a quiet person."
Sheng Puzhu pondered for a moment, and felt that there was no need to hide it since things had come to this point, so she told the old lady her guess in a cold voice.
"That's why my granddaughter feels that it's not easy to leave the Changxing Marquis's Mansion. Regardless of whether the Changxing Marquis's son was involved in ruining my second sister's reputation, anyone who marries such a person will be...
"It will only make my second sister stuck in the middle and suffer all kinds of grievances."
After hearing this, the old lady was shocked: "Is what you said true?"
Sheng Puzhu nodded: "After all, the second sister's drowning is related to their family."
Old Madam Sheng patted her chest and drank two cups of tea in succession before she suppressed her fear.
"Originally, I was thinking of waiting for your uncle to return home some time before persuading Mingshu to cancel the engagement. But now it seems I can't wait even a day."
"I shouldn't have agreed to this marriage in the first place." Old Madam Sheng blamed herself.
"Don't worry, Grandma."
"There's no need to feel guilty. No one could have imagined that the Changxing Marquisate, our Sheng family's future in-laws, would resort to such despicable tactics. I suspect there must be some sinister intentions we couldn't anticipate."
She stayed beside old lady Sheng Puzhu for more than an hour until the woman she sent out yesterday came back to report the news. Then she stood up slowly and said with a smile.
"Ancestor."
"I'm going to see my second sister first."
"Granddaughter will come and have dinner with you after I have dealt with the matter properly."
After leaving Shouchun Residence, Sheng Puzhu asked the maid, "Did you find out?"
Aunt Wei quickly bowed and said, "To answer your question, Madam, we have already found out."
Sheng Puzhu raised the corner of her mouth and gave a look to Madam Du.
Madam Du pulled a purse from her sleeve and stuffed it into Aunt Wei's hand, saying with a smile, "Aunt Wei, you've been running around last night and today. Please quickly tell my wife where Aunt Liu from Princess Changning's mansion has been sent to."
Aunt Wei smiled and waved her hand, her face full of gratitude: "Madam, there is no need to be so polite."
"If the lady hadn't taken me in and given me this job, I would have jumped into the river and died. I wouldn't have the good life I have today."
Sheng Puzhu personally stuffed the purse into Aunt Wei's hands and said, "It's freezing in winter, how can I let you come here for nothing?"
"Just think of it as a stipend for your children to go to school."
Aunt Wei accepted it without a word and said, "Thank you, Madam."
"Yesterday, my wife asked me to wait in the restaurant outside the alley of Prince Ning's mansion. As expected, just after the curfew ended at 3 p.m., a furtive maid slipped out from the corner gate of the mansion."
"I have good eyesight and I saw that the maid was dressed just as my wife said. She had pierced ears and was wearing earrings."
"I followed her and saw her go to Tongjifang, then enter a narrow alley and knock on the door of a house with green tiles and red gates for a long time."
Sheng Puzhu frowned after hearing this and asked, "How long has the maid been in there?"
Aunt Wei thought for a moment and said, "He came out in just a quarter of an hour, then went to the morning market and bought a lot of snacks."
"Did you buy the things I asked Mammy to ask Aunt to bring?"
"Madam, take a look, is this it?" Aunt Wei took out a small bamboo tube from her bosom, with a fuse sticking out.
Sheng Puzhu's eyes lit up: "It's this, I'm really sorry to trouble Aunt Wei."
Madam Du wanted to give her money, but Aunt Wei kept saying no: "What you just gave me is enough to buy a lot of things, but the shopkeeper said this thing will explode. Madam, remember to stand far away when you light it, so as not to get the smell of gunpowder on you."
Sheng Puzhu asked Madam Du to send Aunt Wei out of the house, and she went straight to Sheng Mingshu's yard.
"Is my second sister feeling better?"
Sheng Mingshu leaned on the bed. She heard the sound and coughed lightly.
Sheng Puyao was playing cat's tangle with Sheng Mingya beside her. When she heard the voice, she tilted her body and said happily, "Second sister looks much better. The high fever has subsided, and she just had a bowl of porridge."
"Big sister." Sheng Mingya put away the flower string and stood up. She looked at Sheng Puzhu with admiration. "Just now, my fourth sister and I went to pay our respects to grandmother. I heard from grandmother that big sister is still sleeping in the Treasure Pavilion."
"It's said that the Xie family has been around for a hundred years and has strict rules. The third son of the Xie family is even stricter with himself."
"Sister, can you sleep until after lunch at Xie's house?"
Facing the shocked looks of his sisters, Sheng Puzhu touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
"We are not talking nonsense." Fourth sister Mingyao went to the Treasure Pavilion to look for you, and came back to tell grandmother that you looked like you were drunk and sleeping unconscious.
Sheng Mingya said seriously.
Sheng Puzhu: "..."
She felt that it was a rare opportunity for her to return home, but because of her husband's mischief, she had to get up late. Now, even the cat servant at home had heard the rumor that she was unconscious in her sleep.
Fortunately, Sheng Mingya and Sheng Puyao are young, and even if they make jokes, they are not as sharp as Sheng Mingshu.
Sheng Puju took a deep breath and decided to be a kind and generous lady and not bother with her younger sister.
She pulled out a small bamboo tube wrapped in a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to Sheng Mingshu: "Second sister, smell it and see if you can smell the same scent as the one on the body of the man who saved you when you fell into the water."
Sheng Mingshu stared at the bamboo tube suspiciously: "What is this?"
"On the day of the flower viewing banquet, the Changxing Marquis's son brought fireworks to the Changning Princess's residence."
Sheng Mingshu then dropped the book in her hand and took it with a handkerchief. She put the bamboo tube close to her nose and smelled it carefully for a long time.
She frowned and said, "The taste is slightly similar, but also seems to be quite different."
"It can't be different, right?"
"Did I guess wrong?"
Sheng Puzhu thought about it seriously for a long time, then suddenly slapped her head and said, "Oh, I forgot."
"Since it's fireworks, I'm afraid you can only smell it after it's set off."
"Who of you dares?" She glanced around.
Sheng Puyao quickly hid behind Sheng Mingshu: "I don't dare."
Sheng Mingya also shook her head: "Big sister, I don't dare either."
Sheng Puzhu looked at Sheng Mingshu, who still looked sick, and said helplessly, "Forget it, I'll do it at night."
"Why do you want my sister to let it go?"
"People say it's romantic for a man to set off fireworks for his wife."
"Why didn't Big Sister ask Sanlang Xie to release it?"
Sheng Puyao asked innocently.
Sheng Puzhu's first reaction was to refuse, but she was stared at closely by her three younger sisters. As a proud girl, she raised her chin slightly and said calmly, "Well, Puyao is right. I will let my husband release it tonight."
"Then can we go and see it?" Sheng Mingya and Sheng Puyao looked expectant.
"No." Sheng Puzhu said without hesitation.
She couldn't let them see her setting off fireworks alone, which probably wouldn't be dignified at all.
"Is it really impossible, big sister?" Sheng Puyao hugged Sheng Puju's arm and shook it, accidentally loosening her clothes.
Sheng Puzhu had no choice but to say, "I'll let you go when you come back from Fanyang."
Sheng Puyao finally quieted down, but her clear eyes trembled, and she suddenly stared at Sheng Puzhu's neck: "Big sister, what's wrong with your neck?"
"What bit you?"
"Does it hurt?"
After asking, she widened her eyes, as if wanting to see more carefully.
Sheng Puzhu got up in a hurry at noon and didn't notice any traces under her clothes. She blinked and met Sheng Mingshu's gaze.
Sheng Mingshu pulled her lips coldly. Although she was weak, her words were still as sharp as ever.
"Yeah, I see."
"Big sister's neck is covered with plum-shaped red marks, much more severe than the one my sister-in-law had."
"No, listen to my explanation." Sheng Puzhu held his clothes with both hands and struggled for a few times. The words on his tongue turned into a helpless stare.
Sheng Mingshu smiled, showing no sign of restraining herself: "Sister, you don't have to explain."
"I was wrong before. My sister has proved to me that it is not okay for a man to not look at his face."
"Snow neck, red plum."
"This is a sign of affection between husband and wife."
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