Chu Changning felt nauseous and was about to vomit. She tried her best to suppress the urge to vomit and forced a smile.
"I've eaten too much, I want to go to the clean room."
Yan Beimo glanced at her and saw the golden powder on her fingertips.
He paused, then glanced meaningfully at the desk a few times.
Chu Changning didn't notice and didn't dare to make any nauseous movements in front of him. She twisted her wrist, which he was holding.
Suddenly, he leaned in and pushed her down onto the table behind him.
"W--what are you doing?"
Yan Beimo leaned down, placed his hands on the table, and looked down at her.
They were so close that he could see the fine downy hairs on her face.
"What did you do?"
"ah--"
Chu Changning was confused and bewildered.
Yan Beimo chuckled when he saw her like this.
He grabbed her face and bit her with his cold lips.
His kiss came suddenly, and she didn't react in time. A wave of nausea surged up in her stomach, and she quickly pushed him away, lay down, and vomited into the trash can.
Yan Beimo, "---
"I kissed you, and you threw up?"
The voice behind me was flat and emotionless, yet it carried a chilling undercurrent of impending storm.
Chu Changning ignored him, picked up the herbal tea to rinse her mouth, spat it all out, and cleaned her mouth before she felt comfortable.
Once the cool minty taste in her mouth had dissipated, she turned around and saw the man with a cold look in his eyes, a taut jawline, and a face that suppressed his anger.
She was startled and cleared her throat. "No, no—"
Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, his face became even more gloomy.
"I ate too much at lunch, and I feel really uncomfortable."
She snuggled up to him and kissed him on the cheek.
Yan Beimo grabbed her tightly, his grip was quite strong, and it hurt her.
He was thrown onto the small couch next to him, and he leaned over and pressed down on her.
Chu Changning was furious. "That damn madman, can't he be a little gentler?"
Numerous delicate kisses rained down on her body, and the temperature around her gradually rose.
He grabbed her slender waist, his voice low and husky.
"If you dare to cause any more trouble, I'll drain all the blood from your body and make you into a human skin mask."
"---"
Does it have to be this terrifying and bloody?
Chu Changning rolled her eyes inwardly, but feigned fear on her face and hooked her arms around his neck.
Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly caught sight of the fine gold powder on her hand, and her heart tightened.
Oops.
That madman is pretty cunning too.
A sudden pain shot through my neck, accompanied by a faint smell of blood.
Chu Changning gasped in pain.
She's a dog, why is she biting her like that?
"I just woke up and I'm bored. I can't find any storybooks. Let me go to the street to buy one."
Yan Beimo paused in his kissing motion, glancing at her sideways with a mocking look.
"Looking for storybooks here?!"
"Yeah, I didn't find anything." She paused, then feigned disgust, "I don't know what got on your drawer, it got all over my hands, it's filthy."
Yan Beimo raised an eyebrow and squeezed her hand hard.
The bony fingers were covered in gold dust.
Chu Changning frowned, unsure of his meaning.
But the next second, he grabbed her mouth and stuck his fingers inside to rummage around.
Chu Changning was slightly taken aback and tried to push him away in discomfort, but he held her tightly.
Their bodies were intertwined tightly, and the temperature inside the tent gradually rose.
His usually mild face now held a strong hint of mockery, which made her so angry that she couldn't help but bite his fingertip hard.
Yan Beimo winced in pain, but instead of removing it, he began to tear at her clothes.
"It's a wild fox, and it's very fierce."
A twisted smile surfaced in his indifferent eyes, carrying a hint of sinister ruthlessness.
Chu Changning, fearing he would become ruthless, had tears welling in her eyes and became obedient.
But Yan Beimo was a hard-hearted man who didn't care about anything.
Just then, the voice of a guard came from outside, interrupting the two people inside.
Chu Changning felt as if he had been saved and hurriedly pushed him.
"Something may have happened, you should go quickly."
Yan Beimo lost his temper and didn't care about anything else; he was determined to teach her a lesson.
Before Chu Changning could react, her wrist was locked with a gold chain.
The person was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.
She was so angry that she wanted to bite it to pieces without caring about anything else.
His warm fingertips traced her body; his calloused fingertips, calloused from years of battle, brushed against her delicate skin, making her feel both itchy and numb all over.
Their breaths mingled, and her beautiful eyes welled up with tears.
"Yan Er, Xie San is here. He wants to see you."
Just then, Wang Hezhan's voice came from outside.
Yan Beimo paused, a flash of displeasure crossing his eyes. He knew Wang Hezhan would barge in and speak.
"Okay, don't come in."
After saying that, he kissed her lips and then slowly got off her.
"Stay put."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Chu Changning quickly said, "Untie this for me first."
This is the council tent, unlike her main tent, which is warm and cozy with a fireplace.
With such heavy snow falling outside, and her clothes all torn off by him, she'll freeze to death lying here.
And what's the point of locking her up? To make her a slave?
Yan Beimo's face had regained its human-like appearance.
He glanced at it indifferently and said, "You like being here, right? I'll let you stay as long as you want."
"---"
Chu Changning wanted to speak, but saw him casually throw a cloak at her, covering her head completely.
She gritted her teeth in anger, and after much struggle, managed to peek out, but the person had already left.
She was left here for a long time, and perhaps she was instructed not to come in.
Chu Changning dared not struggle. He didn't know where the gold chain clasp came from, and if he struggled, it would lock even tighter.
She lay listlessly on the small couch counting sheep, the memory of vomiting replaying in her mind, and unease grew in her heart.
I've been drinking cooling medicine all this time, so it's impossible for me to get pregnant.
She couldn't help but carefully recall what had happened before, and suddenly her face turned pale as she realized what had happened.
I didn't drink it that one time, so I hope I didn't get infected.
Chu Changning felt a moment of confusion, but then she thought that Yan Beimo was very ambitious and prone to causing trouble, so if he really had a child, something bad should have happened long ago.
However, to prevent any accidents, she still needs to find an opportunity to go out and see a doctor.
The moon shines through the window.
When Yan Beimo returned after finishing his business, he saw her on the small couch, her snow-white neck arched as she reached for water to drink. Her gilded brown cloak had fallen askew, revealing her soft and slender figure, which swayed gracefully in the candlelight.
He slowly walked over, picked up the teacup on the table, and pressed it to her lips.
The tall figure blocked the light.
Chu Changning struggled to lift her eyes and saw him.
She was so angry she wanted to curse him out, but she didn't dare to.
They locked her up here without even sending anyone to check on her; she almost died of thirst.
"Didn't you want a drink?"
His lazy voice came from above.
Chu Changning ignored him and quickly started gulping down the drink from the rim of the bowl.
After she had drunk her fill, she was still angry and deliberately bumped her head forward.
The tea was accidentally spilled, soaking him completely.
Yan Beimo lowered his eyes, his calm face revealing no change in emotion.
Chu Changning pretended not to see it and said in a sweet voice, "My hand is about to be ruined."
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