Chu Changning suddenly remembered the letter of divorce and cursed through gritted teeth.
"Yan Beimo, you beast."
As soon as he finished speaking, he tightened his grip on her soft, white hand and pinched it a few times with a clear conscience.
Chu Changning gasped unexpectedly, then nudged him with her elbow in anger.
"Get off me—get off your dog paws."
"Dog paws?"
Yan Beimo chuckled softly, not angry at all. He lowered his head and took her earlobe into his mouth, his voice tender and affectionate.
"It's gotten bigger again."
Chu Changning, "---"
He stopped talking, grabbed her waist, turned her around, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Chu Changning's back was pressed against the carved frame, and her front was squeezed by him. She struggled, but he held her even tighter.
He seemed afraid she would speak, so he wouldn't let her have her way. He held her waist with one hand and the back of her neck with the other, kissing her tightly and deeply.
Chu Changning was so breathless from his kisses that she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Enraged, she kicked him in his weak spot.
But this scoundrel reacted extremely quickly, swiftly clamping her legs together and rubbing them upwards.
she,"---"
Dead color embryo, mental illness.
Their breaths mingled, her low, seductive voice suppressed, which aroused a surge of lust in him.
Chu Changning realized that he was getting more and more demanding, her eyes welled up with tears, and she bit him in anger.
Yan Beimo didn't hold back and lightly bit the tip of her tongue.
Her anger flared up instantly, and as he kissed her downwards, she pushed him away desperately.
"A dignified emperor, writing a letter of divorce with the lewd and obscene songs of the Mang tribe, Yan Beimo, have you no shame?"
Yan Beimo paused, suddenly looked up at her, and said in an unfriendly voice.
"Helian Ye told you?"
Chu Changning retorted, "Stop putting on that face. You secretly sent people to follow me, do you think you don't know whether I've seen Helian Ye or not?"
Yan Beimo's anger subsided slightly, and he asked, "Do any of your secret guards know Mang tribe music?"
Whom do you look down on?
Chu Changning tried to push him, but he stood firm as a mountain and couldn't be moved at all.
She was so angry that she stood on tiptoe and bit his shoulder hard. Only when she saw blood did she feel a little better.
Yan Beimo tilted his head and glanced at the bloodstains on his shoulder, his expression indifferent as if the pain wasn't his.
"You promised to give me a letter of divorce, and we'd part ways amicably. Why are you trying to trick me with that?"
Chu Changning was so angry when he brought this up that he wanted to scratch her to death.
Is it fun to watch her run around and play games with her?
"Trying to fool you? Didn't I tell you not to leave?" He chuckled, looking down at her. "A-Ning, you came back on your own."
“You—” Chu Changning gritted his teeth, “You’re despicable.”
mean?
Yan Beimo nodded noncommittally. He leaned down and said, "You secretly gave birth to my son and tried to deceive me. What do you call this?"
Chu Changning, "---"
She looked away. "Ayu is mine."
As Yan Beimo listened to her possessiveness, a strange rage welled up inside him, but he concealed it and spoke calmly.
“Those are descendants of my Yan family.”
Chu Changning, "---"
Feeling extremely agitated, she pushed him away forcefully and walked towards the bed.
Yan Beimo pulled her from behind, scooped her up in his arms, and pressed her against the bed, kissing her passionately.
Chu Changning was startled, covered her mouth, and kicked him.
"Don't forget what you said."
In the dimly lit tent, Yan Beimo paused in kneading her hand.
He looked up and saw that her eyes were full of rejection. The wicked thoughts that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time suddenly arose and began to grow wildly and unrestrainedly.
He would lock her up and imprison her, then she would belong to him alone.
"You said you weren't dependent on me, so what are you doing now?" Chu Changning deliberately provoked him. "A dignified emperor, going back on his word and shamelessly pestering a woman—"
"Shut up."
Suddenly, he flung her away, lifted the curtain, and got off the bed.
Chu Changning watched his retreating figure, pursed her lips, and took the undergarment from the foot of the bed.
Yan Beimo lowered his eyelids, suppressing the surging, intense madness in his mind, and closed his eyes.
Inside the main hall, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
After Chu Changning finished dressing, she saw him standing there motionless. She hesitated, wanting to urge him, but didn't know what to say.
This is his palace; she can't just kick him out.
After a while, seeing him lie down on the small couch next to her, she breathed a sigh of relief, drew the curtains, and lay down to sleep.
Inside the dark hall, the two remained silent, neither uttering a word.
Yan Beimo leaned against the small couch, looking at the tightly closed red silk curtains, his brows furrowed in thought.
The next day, it was broad daylight.
When Shuangyue came in to serve, she discovered that Yan Beimo had returned from the Northwest.
He rushed back in the middle of the night, while everyone else had gone to the military camp, so the people at the palace did not know he had returned.
Shuangyue was startled and immediately knelt down.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Yan Beimo had just come out of the washroom and changed into casual clothes. He glanced at the bed, which was not moving, and said in a low voice.
"stand up."
Chu Changning had been awake for a while, but she just didn't want to see him.
Hearing his urging, she pursed her lips, straightened her clothes, and slowly lifted the curtain.
Two slender, white legs were revealed first, and the white light from outside shone on them, making them appear as if they were covered in a layer of light.
Yan Beimo glanced at it, then looked away, gesturing for the palace maids outside to go in and serve him.
When they reached the back bath, he looked at Shuangyue kneeling on the ground and remained silent.
"Go prepare to return to Jiankang."
Shuangyue hesitated for a moment before telling the story of Chu Changning's poisoning.
Yan Beimo's brows furrowed coldly, and he lowered his gaze.
"Poisoning?"
"Yes, it was Prince Ding who did it. The doctor said that the lady was poisoned with a poison called Jiuyuye. This poison comes from the Western Regions and will emit a strange fragrance. The stronger the fragrance, the deeper the poison. If there is no antidote in time, the lady's life will be in danger."
A fierce glint appeared in Yan Beimo's eyes, and the jade thumb ring in his hand was suddenly crushed.
Shuangyue knelt on the ground, watching the jade thumb ring being crushed into sand and falling inch by inch before her eyes. Her back trembled, and she dared not speak.
"Qilin, come in."
The Qilin, which had been waiting in the shadows, immediately appeared and pushed open the door to enter.
"His Majesty."
Yan Beimo's voice was terrifyingly cold, "Has the matter in the Northwest been resolved?"
"Xuan Yao has taken over."
"Tell him to dig up that old bastard Sima Yu's corpse and hang it on the northwest city wall to whip it."
Qilin was slightly startled and paused for a moment.
"Did you hear that? Go do it."
Qilin hurriedly replied, "Yes."
Chu Changning overheard their conversation as he came out of the washroom.
She paused slightly, then looked up at him.
The two locked eyes.
His voice was icy, "Why didn't you say so last night?"
Chu Changning lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Yan Beimo didn't press her for answers, and instead looked at Shuangyue.
"Go and summon all the imperial physicians."
Previously, imperial physicians had come to examine the patient, but none of them knew the formula for the antidote. Only Physician Hu had some knowledge of Jiu Yuye and brewed medicine to temporarily suppress the spread of the poison.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, this medicine takes effect very slowly, and the lady's life is not in danger for the time being."
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