Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Sheng Puzhu was lifted up by him and pinched by the waist...
He lifted Sheng Puzhu up and held her by the waist.
Before he could exclaim, the man had already spun around in mid-air.
Xie Zhiyan held her knee with his left hand, and pinched her slender waist with his right hand like a branding iron. The dark color in his eyes almost overflowed, and even his breath was scorching hot.
Sheng Puzhu didn't dodge for some unknown reason and met his gaze. Her heart felt like it was hit hard by something and trembled inexplicably.
It was strange that he had such a blank expression on his face that he seemed calm, but in fact he seemed angry.
Why is he... angry?
Sheng Puzhu frowned and turned her head away, pressing her palm against the man's strong chest. Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "My dear, you can put me down now."
Xie Zhiyan seemed not to hear, instead he tightened his arms and stared at her with his eyes lowered.
Just when Sheng Puzhu was tense and thought he would do something, Xie Zhiyan tossed her in his arms and sat down nonchalantly.
"Madam, don't move."
"Oh my god."
Xie Zhiyan looked at her quietly, resting his chin on her shoulder. His voice was low and hoarse, with unconcealable fatigue. Just a moment ago, the loss of control in his eyes seemed to be just her illusion.
Sheng Puzhu froze in his arms, his heart beating like a drum.
On the way back to Duke Jingguo's Mansion, she was locked tightly in his arms.
The big hand that was wrapped around her waist caressed her unconsciously with its fingertips, which was not a comfort but more like a silent possession.
"My dear, how did you know I was in Pingkangfang?" Sheng Puzhu bit her lip, and her sweet and soft voice was filled with cautious temptation.
Xie Zhiyan closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, and his hot breath fell on the skin on the side of her neck, as if it was going to burn that white porcelain skin red.
Just when Sheng Puzhu thought he would answer, Xie Zhiyan opened his eyes, and his rough palm gently fell on her cheek, touching it lovingly: "Princess Duanyang said so."
"You went to your aunt's house?"
"Um."
"I just finished my shift and came to pick up my wife."
He did not tell her that he had actually been waiting for a long time. After she left Princess Duanyang's mansion, Cang Guan had secretly ordered someone to pass on the news to him. To put it bluntly, since the accident at Daxingshan Temple, he knew her whereabouts like the back of his hand. As for what she was doing when she was busy with Princess Duanyang every day and often left the mansion.
Xie Zhiyan didn't intend to investigate. He was able to restrain himself from going too far. Otherwise, if she knew one day that he was monitoring her actions all the time, for a proud young lady like her, it would probably be more than just anger.
So he left himself a last way out.
Sheng Puzhu was stunned, and felt that his calm gaze suddenly became very heavy.
Princess Duanyang's residence is more than just a little distance away from where he is on duty. How can this be called convenient?
Then he must have waited in front of Linlang Pavilion for a long time. Fortunately, she had a lot of jewelry, so even if she walked around in Linlang Pavilion for a long time, he should not be suspicious.
But after all, there was something she was hiding from him. Sheng Puzhu felt guilty and didn't even dare to look him in the eye. She whispered a thank you: "Thank you for your concern, my lord."
"Then how are you going to thank me, Madam?" Xie Zhiyan asked in a hoarse voice, with a half-smile on his face and his lips against her cheek.
Sheng Puzhu almost couldn't breathe. She lowered her head and stared at the big hand around her waist.
During the month or so she spent at the Princess's Mansion, he always liked to hold her like this, whether before or after sex. Sometimes both of them were covered in sweat, and he was so strong that she begged him to pry his hands apart when she couldn't bear it anymore.
He would only hold her tighter, just like that, easily subduing her with just one hand, controlling all her emotions.
Thinking of what happened at night, Sheng Puzhu wanted to hide away even more.
Her body was sensitive to begin with, and now that she was being held by him, she was thinking of such embarrassing things. She seemed to feel something, and her body trembled involuntarily.
My mind was in a mess and I couldn't even remember what he asked me before.
"My dear, why don't you put me down?" She was afraid that he would notice something was wrong.
Xie Zhiyan didn't get an answer, but didn't get angry. Instead, he looked at her quietly, his eyes revealing deep meaning as he asked, "Madam, don't you like this? I remember that Madam clearly liked it last night."
Sheng Puzhu was shocked. How could he always speak the most frivolous words to her with a cold and gentle face?
She opened her mouth to refute, but unexpectedly Xie Zhiyan's head, which was resting on her shoulder, tilted slightly, his breath approached, and the man's slightly pursed lips kissed her smooth and crispy skin arrogantly.
A sudden touch.
Soft, moist, and much warmer than his palm.
"Hmm." Sheng Puzhu couldn't help but let out a gentle hum from his throat.
"you……"
Xie Zhiyan smiled and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Madam, for the thank you gift."
Who would thank him with such a "gift".
The carriage passed through the busy streets. Although there was a lot of noise outside, it was so quiet inside the carriage that one could hear each other's breathing.
Until the carriage stopped in front of the Duke's Mansion.
"My dear, we're here."
Sheng Puzhu couldn't wait to stand up, and she twisted her waist uncomfortably.
Although Xie Zhiyan's body temperature was low, the two of them were holding each other like conjoined twins, there was a charcoal brazier in the carriage, and she was wrapped in his cloak, so how could she not be hot?
It was probably because I was sweating, and the clothes were sticking to my skin. With just the slightest movement, I could feel the thin fabric sticking to my skin, which was very sticky.
Xie Zhiyan nodded, as if he was enjoying this kind of intimacy, and continued to sit still.
"Is there anything else you want to say to me, ma'am?"
He looked at her, a faint smile appearing in his dark eyes, his voice was as gentle as usual, and even the strength he used to help her up was just right.
say what?
Could it be that the secret of Linlang Pavilion has really been discovered?
Sheng Puzhu's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. He felt that he had suddenly become so considerate, like the calm before a storm. The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and even his breathing stopped.
She had to raise her head and asked hesitantly, "What does my dear want to know?"
He had long been prepared for the fact that his beautiful wife would be noticed by others.
However, the palace examination is approaching in the next few days, so the list of people who need to enter the palace for an audience with the emperor naturally needs to be checked.
He shouldn't have thought too much about it, but the first person on the list, Pei Xuzhi of the Luoyang Pei family, had been engaged to the eldest daughter of the Sheng family in the first year of Zhen'e's reign, as discovered by the secret guards in the family file.
Those few words were like a needle piercing his heart.
He shouldn't have been so angry. That was something that happened in the past. Sheng Puju was already his wife. But just half an hour ago, in the library across the street from Linlang Pavilion, the two of them stared at each other from afar.
Now my wife's expression is panic, guilty and uneasy.
Probably he's unwilling to say it.
Xie Zhiyan's eyes gradually became more hostile. Although he couldn't control his emotions, he still said expressionlessly, "Nothing."
"Ma'am, watch your step."
Sheng Puzhu got off the carriage. Xie Zhiyan took the cloak from Madam Du and tied it on her. His knuckles brushed the back of her neck, and his dark eyes said, "The kitchen has made lily soup today. Madam, remember to eat it."
Lily soup?
It seemed that she was very tired last night and unconsciously mumbled for food.
I didn't expect him to remember it.
Sheng Puzhu opened her mouth and asked, "My dear, are you not coming back?"
"No, I still have some unfinished business. Madam, you don't have to wait for me tonight."
Sheng Puzhu felt that something was wrong with his mood, but he didn't think much about it.
Naidong and several others surrounded her and escorted her to pay respects to the old lady and Princess Shoukang.
The moment Sheng Puju turned around, she did not notice Xie Zhiyan. There was a sinister look in the corners of her eyes and her thin lips were pursed into a line.
"Prepare the horses."
"Go to Dali Temple."
"Yes." Cang Guan didn't dare to breathe.
"Bozhu is back. Is it fun in Princess Duanyang's mansion?" The old lady had received the news a long time ago, and asked with a smile as soon as the person entered Yishou Hall.
"Replying to Grandma, my granddaughter-in-law found it interesting."
"My aunt dug a fish pond in the mansion. In winter and spring when the weather is nice, we often move to the small side hall and have meals while watching the fish."
"She even invited a dancer to perform the Huxuan dance for her grandson's wife."
The old lady laughed, blinked her eyes, and whispered, "I heard that the Hu people are also good at dancing the Hu Xuan. There are so many people at the Princess's mansion, so she didn't want to show it to you?"
Sheng Puzhu pursed her lips and remained silent, her cheeks flushed. She didn't dare to say that she had seen it a long time ago and was caught red-handed by Xie Zhiyan.
The old lady looked behind her and asked, "Where's Sanlang?"
"Didn't he say he would pick you up and have dinner with me?"
Sheng Puzhu was slightly stunned.
Didn’t Xie Zhiyan just say that he had some unfinished business?
Sheng Puzhu's heart skipped a beat. Her watery almond eyes blinked, and she forced a smile: "I don't know."
The old lady sighed, "Then forget about Sanlang. He's always busy. I don't know what the sage has arranged for him during this period."
"It's not enough that I can't see him during the day. At night, I heard the gatekeeper say that he didn't return home either."
"If it weren't for the diligent maids cleaning your Yunyu Hall every day, I estimate that no one would have lived there for more than a month."
"I'll have to talk to him about this when he pays his respects to me." The old lady emphasized, "Although Xie's husband has always been chaste, you two are still newlyweds. How could he be so un..."
Before she could finish her words, the old lady's voice stopped and her eyes fell on a small red mark on Sheng Puzhu's collar that could not be hidden at all. She seemed to have a sudden flash of inspiration and guessed something.
"Did Sanlang look for you at night?"
Sheng Puzhu felt so hot from embarrassment that she lowered her head and nodded slightly.
"Good boy."
"Just pretend the mistress didn't say anything before."
"But he was a bit too reckless. It was curfew at night, and the princess's mansion was unlikely to be open. How did he get in?"
"Over...over the wall."
The old lady was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. With a loving look in her eyes, she scolded with a smile, "You children are really ridiculous."
"Does Princess Duanyang know?"
Sheng Puzhu said in a whisper, "Auntie knows."
The old lady didn't say anything after hearing this. Instead, she patted Sheng Puzhu's hand and said meaningfully, "Good Puzhu, you have worked so hard."
Sheng Puzhu's mind was in a mess, and he quickly said, "It's not hard."
After she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong, but if she said "hard work", wouldn't that be even stranger?
After dinner, Sheng Puzhu took a bath and went to bed early.
After a tiring day, she planned to go to bed early, but she felt vaguely uneasy and had a light sleep, and she woke up several times.
"My lady, I'm not feeling well."
Nanny Du led people to keep watch at night. When she heard Sheng Puzhu tossing and turning, she couldn't help but light a candle and go into the inner room.
This is the first time that Sheng Puzhu hardly suffers from insomnia.
"Mammy, I don't know what's going on. I can't seem to sleep, but I didn't eat anything heavy today."
Madam Du was stunned: "Is the lady waiting for her husband?"
"ah?"
Sheng Puzhu was secretly annoyed and tugged at the quilt noisily, saying unhappily, "He's busy with official duties, why should I wait for him?"
"Well, Mammy, I'm going to sleep."
"You don't have to worry about me."
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