Yan Beimo ignored him, as if he had remembered something.
He looked down at her and gave her a teasing smile.
"It is truly miraculous that someone who committed suicide by poison could come back to life."
Chu Changning was startled, the color draining from her face instantly, and she glanced at him sideways.
He raised an eyebrow, his sharp eyes fixed on her as if trying to see through everything.
"It's just that the treatment was timely."
Upon hearing this, Yan Beimo chuckled lightly but said nothing.
He had one arm around her, and with the other hand he played with the stray hairs by her ear, speaking casually.
"Be content to be your wife, and don't covet anything else." He paused, then whispered seductively in her ear, "I will protect you and keep you safe."
Chu Changning lowered his head, concealing his inner emotions.
Seeing that she remained silent, Yan Beimo was not annoyed.
“Your Excellency has doubted me time and time again. I am nothing but a hunchbacked man. You might as well take it.”
Suddenly, she raised her watery eyes and spoke softly.
Yan Beimo tightened his grip on her waist, lowered his eyes, and looked at her with a gentle smile.
What would I do with your life?
Chu Changning said, "Ever since I came to Yandu, Lord Junhou has been testing me, and even tried to kill me because of the Yinlou Pavilion incident."
As she spoke, she pointed to a spot a few inches below her shoulder, where a tender red scar still remained at the wound site.
"You even personally pierced my bones with three broken nails. Since you're so worried about me, you might as well eliminate any future trouble."
"Oh."
Yan Beimo suddenly lifted her up forcefully, forcing her to lie on his chest.
"Trying to provoke me?"
She knew perfectly well that he wouldn't kill her now.
Chu Changning remained silent, his expression indifferent.
"I want you to serve me, I want you to lie beneath me willingly."
After saying that, he lowered his head and sealed her lips with his, taking a deep, forceful kiss.
"Your life will be spared for now."
Chu Changning was stunned by his sudden kiss and instinctively bit him.
The smell of blood permeated the air between their lips and teeth.
Yan Beimo refused to let go, holding her waist in his arms with one hand and pinching the back of her neck with the other, his kisses becoming increasingly forceful.
The hot breath sprayed against her ear.
Chu Changning's eyes reddened as she forcefully pounded his chest.
Blood seeped from their mouths as the two became entangled in the warm pool, causing the surrounding temperature to rise rapidly.
"Yan--Yan Beimo--"
A low, annoyed voice escaped from between his lips.
Yan Bei Mo's eyes were bloodshot. He trapped her against the pool wall in his arms and kissed her fiercely and brutally.
After he had kissed them enough, the two separated, panting.
Her legs went weak and she almost fell into the pool.
"He has a fiery temper."
Yan Beimo glanced at her, lightly wiped the blood from her bitten lip with his fingertip, and chuckled.
Chu Changning glared at him, her body going limp against the stone wall.
"I came out after washing myself clean."
Fortunately, he didn't intend to do anything serious. He gave her a word of advice and then strode out of the bath.
Watching his departing figure, Chu Changning slowly slid down the stone wall, her mind blank.
She closed her eyes, her mind filled with the look of certainty in his eyes.
"Your father married you to me, so you'll be mine for life, understand?"
His posture clearly indicated that he was determined to have her; how long could she protect herself?
She unconsciously touched her red and swollen lips, her heart feeling like it was hanging in mid-air.
Silver moonlight spilled down, casting a faint outline on the room, while the cawing of crows outside the window brought Chu Changning back to his senses.
She rubbed her head, which felt as thick and sticky as if a pot of porridge had been cooked, and frowned.
Why would he suddenly be interested in her?
bother.
She took a deep breath, leaned over the edge of the pool, and covered her face.
"lady."
Suddenly, a sound came from behind.
Chu Changning turned around and saw a maid respectfully walking over.
"I have come to serve the lady on the orders of the Lord."
The maidservant approached with her head bowed.
Chu Changning knew that the madman thought she was too slow.
When she came out after washing up, she saw Yan Beimo leaning lazily on the soft couch, listening to the report from the master below.
He was casually wrapped in a black robe, the collar loosely tied, exposing a large expanse of his chest, where bright red scratches were clearly visible.
Perhaps hearing her commotion, he turned to look over.
"I'm done washing."
Chu Changning nodded. "You go ahead with your work. I'll head out."
Yan Beimo said, "Go to the inner room and wait."
"---"
The atmosphere inside the room was somewhat tense.
The adult behind him glanced discreetly at the lady who had clearly just taken a bath, then looked at the scratch marks on his master's chest, and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.
Chu Changning naturally dared not refuse at this time and went into the inner room.
She quietly peered through the crack in the door and faintly heard words like "master of the family," "ears," and "leaving Beichaoge."
She guessed that Yan Beimo had cut off Yan Liangyu's ear, and the people at the old mansion found out and were investigating the murderer.
Chu Changning frowned. Yan Beimo was ruthless, but in front of outsiders, he was a brilliant and talented young master from a prominent family in Yandu. No one would have guessed that he was the one who did this.
If she secretly informs him, what punishment will Yan Beimo receive? But if he gets away unscathed, she will be the first to die.
No, no, that won't do.
The powerful clans of Yandu are deeply entrenched in their power and influence. A single misstep could cost them their lives, so they cannot act rashly.
Moreover, Yan Beimo must have made thorough preparations to dare to take such ruthless measures.
Chu Changning was filled with many thoughts and couldn't help but start letting his imagination run wild.
She remembered that the original book mentioned a person who was extremely at odds with Yan Beimo.
Helian Ye, the young master of the Western Regions.
This person is cunning and has clashed with Yan Beimo on the battlefield many times, forming a deep enmity.
If we can get acquainted with Helian Ye and let them fight like dogs, that would be the fastest way to get rid of Yan Beimo.
However, the two fought each other for many years, which allowed Shen Yan to reap the benefits.
As Chu Changning pondered, he couldn't help but squint.
Although Shen Yan overthrew the powerful families and established his eternal empire by stepping on the corpses of the Southern Dynasty royal family.
But aside from that, Shen Yan was indeed a wise and ambitious emperor.
During his reign, he was diligent in governing and cared for the people. He built the Grand Canal, supported officials from humble backgrounds, and enabled people from poor families to enter the court as officials, breaking the system that the upper ranks could not be held by people from poor families and the lower ranks could not be held by people from noble families.
Unfortunately, for thousands of years, powerful aristocratic families have been so influential that even a single emperor could not shake their foundations.
It's just a pity for the female protagonist. She watched her husband destroy her country, kill her father and brothers, went mad, and was imprisoned. I wonder what happened to her now.
Sigh.
What are you thinking about?
Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind.
When Chu Changning turned around, she saw someone leaning against the door looking at her. His gentle face was as flawless as white jade, but the red mole under his eyebrows was gorgeous and enchanting under the lamplight.
"I wasn't thinking about anything. Now that you're done with your work, I—"
Before he could even utter the words of leaving, Yan Beimo suddenly chuckled softly, his well-proportioned and muscular chest trembling with laughter.
Chu Changning, puzzled, stared at him.
Seven parts beauty, three parts wickedness, not a trace of gentleness.
"Still can't learn from this."
He slowly walked towards her, bending down to get closer.
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