Chu Changning felt uncomfortable from his grip and subconsciously slapped his hand away.
Yan Beimo deliberately pinched her, refusing to let go.
Out of embarrassment and annoyance, she opened her mouth and bit his palm.
With a hiss, he let go.
"Your teeth are sharper than a wolf's; they'll wear you down sooner or later."
Chu Changning saw the blood trickling from his palm and inwardly grimaced, wondering why she hadn't bitten him harder and made him bleed.
Yan Beimo saw the look in her eyes, leaned in, grabbed her cheeks, and shoved his bloodied hand into her mouth and stirred it around.
Chu Changning was tackled onto the couch by him and kicked him.
He reacted extremely quickly and clamped her legs together.
"How does it taste?"
His voice was clear and gentle, but his eyes were full of mockery and a hint of arrogance.
Chu Changning gritted his teeth in hatred. He looked respectable, but he had no sense of chivalry or tenderness towards women.
But she dared not bite him anymore. Her wet tongue obediently licked the wound on her hand, and she looked at him with moist eyes.
Yan Beimo reacted immediately upon being looked at like that.
He withdrew his hand and began to unbutton her clothes.
Chu Changning was furious and kicked his robe.
"Have you forgotten what the imperial physician said?"
Yan Beimo remained unmoved, merely chuckling, "I won't touch you."
After saying that, he took her delicate, smooth hand in his and leaned down to kiss her.
It was cold outside, and the north wind was raging.
There was no one guarding outside the study. Wang Hezhan walked around from the other end of the corridor and pushed the door open to enter.
Yan Beimo possessed profound internal strength. Upon hearing the commotion, his expression changed, and he immediately pulled over the blanket beside him to cover the two of them.
"Get out."
Wang Hezhan paused, startled by the porcelain bottle that was smashed in front of him before he could even see what was happening inside. He glanced at the woman's dress on the ground and his face darkened.
"absurd."
A vixen.
Wang Hezhan walked out with a sullen face.
Chu Changning was also furious. She pushed him away, picked up her dress from the ground, and put it on.
Yan Beimo didn't say anything, but had someone send her back to Qinglan Garden, and then took a cold shower himself.
Wang Hezhan and the others were in the small room next to the study. When they saw him coming, they spoke.
"What were you thinking?"
Yan Beimo was already feeling uncomfortable because his good time had been interrupted.
What do you mean?
"That's Jinling, the princess of a fallen kingdom. You let her give birth to a legitimate son, are you going to protect her for the rest of your life?"
"What's the point of protecting her?"
Wang Hezhan frowned. "Have you lost your mind? She wants to kill you."
Yan Beimo stood by the table, poured himself a glass of cold tea, and remained silent.
“Noble families will not allow a princess of the former dynasty to give birth to a legitimate son. If the Yan family finds out, she will not live.”
Yan Beimo grunted in response but said nothing.
He took a folded piece of yellow paper from his desk and handed it over, saying, "Tell Xie San that no one inside will be spared."
Wang Hezhan casually opened the document and glanced at it a few times. "You're going to make trouble for the Xie family?"
"If these people are not eliminated, it will be difficult to achieve great things."
Wang Hezhan's return to Yandu this time was for the matter of Jiangdong.
It snowed in Yandu. On his way back by carriage, he passed by the Xie family's villa in the suburbs and stayed there for the night.
When I woke up the next day, the housekeeper told me that Miss Xie had invited three or five friends to enjoy the snow, drink wine, and talk about poetry over at the other end of the plum grove.
Wang Hezhan wasn't in a hurry to return to Yandu, and somehow ended up here.
The manor of a prominent family in the suburbs of Beijing stands by a lake, with a serene and elegant landscape.
As he walked through the plum grove, he saw a group of people in the lake, men and women, reciting poetry and appreciating the moon.
A man dressed in a blue sable coat was playing a zither, while several noble ladies sat beside him, chatting and laughing.
His brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze settled on the woman in the pale yellow dress behind him.
Xie Rongyue was listening to the music with a smile when she noticed the deep gaze opposite her. She looked up suspiciously and met the man's eyes.
She felt a jolt in her back and instinctively lowered her head.
Why is he back?
"Miss Xie."
A clear voice rang in her ears, and Xie Rongyue snapped back to reality.
She coughed lightly to hide her guilty conscience, then raised her eyes and addressed the crowd.
"Third sister, isn't that the young master of the Wang family?"
Her words reminded everyone, and they looked up.
Born into the Langya Wang clan as the eldest son, he once attracted countless noble ladies from Yandu to throw fruit at his carriage. When people saw him, they were delighted and would all smile and go over to greet him.
Xie Rongyue took the opportunity to slip away.
The Xie family manor was a place of refined tastes; their small courtyard was filled with a dazzling array of treasures, and the area outside was planted with many exotic flowers and trees, creating a picturesque scene.
After taking a bath, Xie Rongyue lay on the small couch reading a book while the maid behind her twisted her hair.
The mistress has been busy with the marriages of her sisters in the clan lately, and she has also broken off her engagement with that old man. Since she can't find a suitable husband for them, she has left them to their own devices.
Therefore, she has been living a very comfortable life lately.
When Wang Hezhan came at night, he saw her smiling as she flipped through the sketchbook in her hand.
"Moon".
A familiar, gentle voice suddenly rang out.
Xie Rongyue's sweet smile froze instantly, and she looked up.
Wang Hezhan looked at her face and his gaze darkened.
She quickly composed herself and stood up delicately.
"General."
The maidservant tactfully withdrew.
Only two people remained inside.
"Why has the general come?"
Wang Hezhan walked slowly closer, casually glancing around, and remained silent.
Why does the moon avoid me like a ferocious beast?
Otherwise, the two-month period has already passed, and their relationship would have ended long ago.
Xie Rongyue thought this to herself, but she wouldn't say it aloud.
He's a member of the Langya Wang clan; if she angers him, killing her would be as easy as turning her hand.
She chuckled softly, "I'm just surprised the general has returned?"
Wang Hezhan glanced at her thin clothes and looked her up and down.
Xie Rongyue felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and couldn't help but recall their past intimate moments, so she pulled her clothes closer.
A golden incense burner was burning inside the room, and although she was dressed lightly, one could vaguely see the scenery inside.
Wang Hezhan shifted his gaze to her face. "How have you been lately?"
"Thank you for your concern, General. Everything is fine."
He nodded, slowly sat down on the small couch where she had just been lying, and glanced at her.
"Is the young master of the Lu family who was just playing the zither and reciting poetry Yue'er's lover?"
Xie Rongyue's face stiffened, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes as she looked at him, but it disappeared in an instant.
She was not young anymore, and to prevent her mistress from sending her to a high-ranking family as a concubine or as a plaything, she secretly looked for a husband herself.
The young master of the Lu family's collateral branch was gentle and dignified. After chatting a few times, he was humorous and witty, and the two met several more times. How did he know?
"Um?"
An unpleasant voice interrupted her thoughts.
Xie Rongyue quickly replied, "We've only met a few times, there's no other relationship between us."
The matter is still unresolved, so there's no need to say more.
Wang Hezhan didn't believe her, grabbed her by the back of the neck, and pressed her to his feet.
Caught off guard by his actions, Xie Rongyue raised her moist eyes.
They looked at each other, and she saw the meaning in his eyes.
She blinked and whispered a reminder.
"General, the two-month period has already passed."
Wang Hezhan narrowed his eyes slightly. "Unwilling to serve me?"
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