Chu Changning subconsciously covered his chest with his other hand, leaned down, and looked to the side.
Yan Beimo didn't notice her little gesture and smiled coldly.
"You dare to lie to me."
His voice was calm, yet carried an extremely strong sense of pressure, and was exceptionally powerful.
The warm breath went straight into her ears, making her back tingle slightly, and small goosebumps appeared on her exposed skin.
Chu Changning looked at the secret letter and took a deep breath.
She recognized the letter in his hand; it was a secret message that the original owner had been forced to deliver on the first night after arriving in Yandu for her wedding, in order to survive, and he had actually stolen it.
Now even jumping into the Yellow River won't clear my name.
Just two days ago she swore she wouldn't do anything for Shen Yan, but today she's been proven wrong. Given Yan Bei Mo's ruthlessness and suspicious nature, he won't believe her anymore.
Chu Changning's mind raced, but he responded with a nonchalant sarcastic remark.
"I do not know what your intentions are, my lord."
Yan Beimo smiled maliciously, tightening his grip on her hand so hard that her bones ached slightly.
"If you doubt me, my lord, then you might as well give me a letter of divorce."
After she finished speaking, she slightly twisted her wrist, which he had captured.
Yan Beimo stared into her eyes for a moment, then said, "The dead are the most tight-lipped."
"---"
The warm firelight illuminated the surroundings, and the steam rising from the bathwater flushed her cheeks. Water droplets trickled down her chin, tracing her shapely curves and soaking his black robe.
Their bodies were pressed close together, and he sensitively noticed her change.
Yan Beimo lowered his eyes and saw her soft, slightly undulating curves.
Chu Changning blushed and quickly twisted her slender waist, trying to hide underwater.
"Let me go first."
Seeing her avoid him like the plague, a mocking glint flashed in his eyes, and he flung her away with his sturdy, bamboo-like knuckles.
With a splash, that soft body was thrown into the bathtub, creating ripples.
Chu Changning nearly choked and quickly poked his head out from underwater.
She wiped her face, reached for a handkerchief, covered her exposed skin, and looked calm.
"I made it clear to you two days ago that I was only pretending to flatter you in order to protect myself. If you don't believe me, I have no way to argue with you."
Yan Beimo lowered his eyelids and looked down at her with his superior gaze.
Under the warm lamplight, her face, glistening with a misty haze, looked as if painted with ink, her sideburns damp like a lotus emerging from water, and a few drops of water clung to her petal-like lips, making her alluring.
Looking down, one can vaguely see a delicate curve in the water, as if veiled by a layer of white gauze, with two slender white legs swaying gracefully underwater, hazy and indistinct.
The air around was a little thin, the candlelight on the slanted table illuminated the surroundings, and the wind blowing through the window carried a faint fragrance.
Those seemingly gentle eyes were fixed on the exposed, water-soaked body, their gaze deep and intense.
Chu Changning noticed his gaze, tilted her snow-white neck, and met his eyes.
Yan Beimo seemed surprised that she suddenly looked up.
The two locked eyes for a moment.
He immediately glanced away and looked at the candlelight to the side.
“Your Excellency is the Lord of the Northern Wolf Clan. I am now just an orphan and pose no threat to you. Your Excellency need not try to kill me again and again. If Your Excellency is unwilling to divorce and damage your reputation, you may grant me a letter of divorce.”
As Yan Beimo listened to her words, the image of her lying naked on his chest flashed before his eyes, her soft curves trembling, and a sudden fire surged in his abdomen.
He frowned slightly, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.
Chu Changning was unaware of his thoughts and continued talking.
Enraged, Yan Beimo picked up a scroll from the table and threw it at the scroll.
"Shut up."
A breeze blew by, and the cool moonlight bathed the room in its gentle glow.
Chu Changning felt a sharp pain in his shoulder from the impact and gasped for breath.
She looked up at that sinister face, and her fingers, hidden underwater, trembled slightly.
Beneath that seemingly gentle exterior lies an absolute madman.
Indeed, scions of powerful families are driven by self-interest, especially a legitimate son like him. How could he allow anyone who crossed his bottom line to exist?
"Do you think you can just walk into the gates of the Lanling Yan Clan as you please? If you dare to mention divorce again, I'll send you down to reunite with your Southern Dynasty royal family."
Chu Changning felt a chill run down her spine, noticing the violence in his eyes, and remained silent.
The sound of the night watchman's drum came from the four corners of the courtyard. The moonlight shone on the lamp niche under the corridor. Yan Beimo strode forward, the wind blowing through his clothes as if covered with a layer of frost.
Did the Wu family send over a batch of goods a couple of days ago?
Night Hawk, who was following behind, immediately replied, "Yes."
Since our lord returned to Yandu, many clans have been secretly trying to curry favor with us.
Two days ago, at a banquet hosted by aristocratic officials, the head of the Wu clan of Jidu presented his lord with funerary objects and beautiful women that he had collected from Jingchu in the south.
But the lord disliked women and sent them all to his villa outside.
"Bring them here."
Night Hawk paused, then respectfully replied, "Yes."
The main courtyard was very large. Yan Beimo lived in the front courtyard, next to the study. The room was decorated in an extremely elegant style, with slanting lamplight and the fragrance of incense wafting from the burner.
He took off his outer robe, lay lazily on the soft couch, fiddling with the chessboard on the table, and suddenly recalled the scene from just now.
Those slender eyes narrowed slightly, and in the flickering candlelight, they revealed an undisguised lust.
As the moon rose above the window and dusk approached, a row of beautiful women dressed in bright red gauze gowns swayed gracefully as they walked by.
They each possess a unique charm; some are as lithe and graceful as serpents, others are alluring and seductive with the allure of a beautiful woman, and still others are as innocent and tender as lotus buds, captivating the heart with every glance and smile.
These beauties were specially trained to seduce high-ranking officials and nobles.
Each earring dangled in its own way, her lotus-like steps swaying gently, her thin, sheer gauze revealing large expanses of her bare skin.
"My Lord~"
One of them boldly moved directly to sit next to Yan Beimo, smiling charmingly.
In the mansions of the noble families of Yandu, there are always maids to attend to them. Yan Beimo dislikes romantic affairs and has been on the battlefield for many years, so he has never indulged in pleasure.
He brushed aside the beautiful maidservant beside him and said slowly, "Play a tune for me."
"promise."
Candlelight illuminates the gauze curtains, the sounds of bamboo and string instruments begin, and the beautiful woman leaps and bends over, her long sleeves flowing as she dances, her movements graceful and breezy.
Yan Beimo held a flask of wine in his hand, looking around casually.
A bright fire lit up the main hall, illuminating the entire room.
A daring beauty danced beside him, her slender hands resting on his shoulders, wine jugs and goblets swirling around her.
An impatience flashed in Yan Beimo's eyes, and he recalled the scenes he had just witnessed in the bathroom.
He instinctively brushed away the beautiful woman who was clinging to him, took a swig of his drink, and tilted his head back.
Is he getting old and needs a woman?
Hearing the sound of wind instruments coming from inside, Ye San outside couldn't help but whisper to Ye Qi beside him.
"Our lord loves the battlefield and is celibate. I never expected that he would summon so many women to serve him today."
"My lord is not young anymore; he needs a lady."
Ye Qi sighed, "The lady living in the back is Princess Jinling of the Southern Dynasty, a woman of unparalleled beauty."
According to rumors, Princess Jinling was infamous and spoiled by the former emperor. From a young age, she bullied men and women. When the capital city was breached, she disregarded her brother who was on the executioner's block and her sister who was imprisoned and insane, and forced her assassins to escort her to Yandu to escape for her life.
But now it seems that this Princess Jinling is quite different from the person in the rumors.
If the lord needs a woman, why not go with the flow and take her, so that it's perfectly legitimate?
When Night Hawk finished his business and came around from the other side, he saw the two of them whispering outside.
He strode over with a cold expression.
When Ye San saw him coming, she quickly put away her gossipy mind, nudged Ye Qi next to her, and stood up respectfully.
Nighthawk ignored them and walked straight toward the door.
But just as they passed by, the door was suddenly opened, and the several beauties, their faces pale with fright, ran out quickly.
"Send him to the northern military camp."
A familiar voice came from inside.
"yes."
Once you enter the military, your life is ruined.
Several beautiful women were so frightened that they fell to the ground, covering their faces and crying, but they were quickly pulled away.
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