Chapter 79: Didn’t we read it all last night? Oh my god…
It was still dark, and the chill wind at dawn blew into the quiet tent.
Yun Yang was afraid of the cold and huddled closer to Xue Yu's arms.
When he saw the person in his arms, his narrow and dark eyes were like spring water breaking through the ice, overflowing with warm joy.
In the mountains, in such a simple tent, because of her, our skin and bones were pressed against each other, and I slept especially well.
He smiled slightly, his expression filled with tenderness, and hugged her tightly. He gently kissed the top of her head and coaxed her, "Be good, sleep a little longer."
She closed her eyes and did not move, as if she was sleeping soundly. Her red lips unconsciously pressed against his chest, and he could not fall asleep.
Waking up in the morning is a special time, with a fire so strong that it cannot be suppressed.
The crimson-purple panties were half rolled up, revealing her snow-white legs, and were wrapped around his waist.
In the dim light, his thoughts were like the chaotic flow in the dark night, floating and scattered, difficult to control. Xue Yu frowned, his muscles tensed under the clothes, he trembled slightly, and carefully hugged her waist closer.
Through the thin and soft cloth, his body was like a fully drawn bow, his brows were furrowed, his thin lips were pursed, his cold white neck was raised, and a rich and bright color gradually appeared on it, which was indescribably charming and elegant.
The crimson brocade had fine creases.
Yun Yang felt as if he had turned into a ball of warm, sticky paste, sweet and sticky. It aroused the desire deep in his heart, and he just stuck to it without thinking.
After a moment, he felt a faint dampness and heat. He frowned and suddenly stopped.
He lowered his eyes to look, and it wasn't his.
Under the pale blue skylight, Xue Yu stood up, still supporting her with his hands, and stared at the dark ripples slowly spreading across the crimson purple in the brocade quilt, like the gentle rain pouring down, and the delicate flowers exuding a gorgeous and ambiguous scent.
His breath hitched as he finally realized what it was.
Another half incense stick of time passed before Yun Yang opened his eyes and saw the familiar tent ceiling. The aftertaste of the dream was still there, and his body felt a strange pleasure.
She moved and found herself sleeping in the arms of the person in front of her. For a moment, she could hardly tell whether it was a dream or reality.
The person who was thinking about it day and night had his eyes closed, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, his nose was high and his cheeks were thin.
Xue Yu woke up and looked into Yun Yang's clear eyes. His heart beat so fast that he held his breath.
And when she glanced down lightly, he was so ashamed that he had nowhere to hide.
The abrupt outline had not been resolved until the early morning, and its shape was still terrifying.
But this time, he didn't hide it anymore. The desire between men and women is complementary to love. It's normal for him to like her and have desires for her.
Yun Yang stared blankly, the medicine Song Fanghe had given her last night flashing through her mind...
After a while, Yun Yang's eyes widened and his face turned pale. "Do we have it?"
Xue Yu was startled, raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said firmly: "Yes."
Yun Yang frowned, motionless, still in his arms, with her head lowered silently, not knowing what she was thinking.
Xue Yu didn't want to lie to her, but he was afraid that she would turn against him again, so he decided to just go with the flow. Since she had given him her innocence, she would not abandon him.
"Your sister told me originally that she didn't want this marriage, but she was forced into it." Xue Yu looked at her and explained gently, "I've been sending people to look for her for years. I heard about her appearance in Shuzhou a month ago, so I came here. But things didn't go as planned. The woman in question only bore a passing resemblance to her."
"You're right to blame me for this. I shouldn't have lied to you, and I shouldn't have let her leave on her own." His fingertips traced across her drooping brows. "So, I'm not your brother-in-law, Yunyang. I never have been."
"During these days in Shuzhou, I thought it was fortunate that you were so ruthless to me. Even if I died here, it wouldn't have delayed you in any way. I was even glad that I betrothed you to Lu Jie before I left. Lu Jie is a good man I can rely on."
"I once thought that even if we were still brother-in-law and sister-in-law, a good girl like Yangyang would treat her family with impeccable care. You can do whatever you want in the future, whether it's being unrestrained, free and passionate, or taking charge of the Lu family's harem. I will do my best to help you achieve it, but I won't ask for your sincerity anymore. I just hope you can live a stable life and don't abandon me..."
He has been able to find a way out of the bitterness of unrequited love.
A gentle breeze blew through the mountains, and birds chirped in the forest from time to time.
Xue Yu's eyes passed over her dry lips. He stood up to pour some water, lifted her up, and fed her some water. Yun Yang swallowed a few times, choking and coughing. She frowned and her face flushed red.
He patted her back gently, and couldn't help but kiss her forehead, whispering: "I've wanted to do this for a long time. Let me take care of you in the future, okay?"
"I thought that this was it with you. After the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, the day you got married, everything would be back to normal. Ashes to dust, earth to earth, and no one would know how much I thought about you."
"But..." He paused, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "You don't know how I spent that night. I didn't sleep all night. I felt like I was being fried in oil. I was so restless that I couldn't even stand. I just wanted to see you and take you away from me. Even if you hate me for the rest of your life, it's better to miss me for the rest of your life than to be strangers."
"Later, Wenyuan wrote me a secret letter, mentioning that you risked your life to find me. He thought you and I were husband and wife." He hugged her slender and soft body tightly. "From now on, you and I will be husband and wife, okay? I'm obsessed with you. Even if it's just one-sided or self-indulgent, I will marry you in this life."
Yun Yang looked up blankly and saw his thin jaw and Adam's apple, with a faint blue stubble on his chin. His arms were strong and he held her tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
She looked at him, and when their eyes met, she hurriedly lowered her head.
Song Fanghe forced her to drink medicine last night, and she still remembers how strong the medicine was.
Later... later, could it be that she was the one who pestered him and insisted on... having it?
Yunyang was very confused.
Normally, I wasn't averse to him getting close to me, but last night, under the effects of the drug, I actually let myself go...
After a while, she stretched her legs a little and whispered to herself, "Why doesn't it hurt..."
He said, "...Maybe it's because of the medicine I used. I was holding back, worried it would hurt you the first time."
Yun Yang lowered her head, her long black hair draped over one side of her shoulder. From Xue Yu's perspective, he could see that half of her snow-white face was slightly flushed.
She moved a few more times and asked in confusion, "That's it?"
"What?" he asked.
"It's not painful or itchy, and there's nothing special about it... It's different from what's described in the storybook." Yun Yang said, "How about you?"
The air grew quiet.
Xue Yu was a little breathless. She clearly didn't say anything, but to him it was like a burning torture. In the early morning, the ignorant and simple girl leaned against him gently and discussed matters between men and women with him.
What kind of storybook is she reading?!
After a while, he explained, "Maybe it's because of the medication you took that you've lost some of your memories. I... I feel fine."
This scene had only appeared in his dreams. Her eyes were misty and full of affection.
But now, she looked confused. Even though she thought he had done it with her because of his lies, she did not feel happy or shy.
He couldn't help but wonder if what she said last night, "Xue Yu, I like you so much," was true or just his illusion?
"Yangyang, don't be afraid. I will be responsible for everything for you from now on and will find your mother and sister for you." Xue Yu promised.
She looked up at him.
A gentleman is like jade, there is no other like him in the world.
He was the person she had always liked without realizing it, and the person she truly wanted to marry.
Her tears suddenly welled up and she buried her face in her arms and cried loudly.
The sun's shadow was slanting, and the sunlight depicted her small figure. She bent her legs and buried her head, and her long black hair cascaded down, swaying gently, making her arms look even whiter like jade.
He stroked her long hair, he didn't know why she was crying.
But no matter how much she cried, he would never let her go.
"What's wrong?" he asked softly.
His body was burning hot, and the familiar, refreshing scent on his body enveloped her. Although Yun Yang was crying, she felt at ease.
Her voice was slightly hoarse. "How could I do this? How could I like you and become your wife?"
The word "like" almost made him jump for joy, and he even wanted to kiss her again, but he knew that everything had to be done slowly. After calming down, he patiently explained, "Yangyang, I just said that Yunjia has no feelings for me. If that's the case, why can't we be in love with each other? If others have any doubts, I will explain to them. Leave everything to me."
While talking, he kept holding her hand, and she did not let go.
His hands were large, with distinct joints, and were thin and slender. There were thin calluses where he held the pen. The skin on the back of his hands was cold and white, with raised blue veins that meandered to the cuffs and disappeared.
In every dark dream from which she could not wake up, this hand would reach out into the picture, holding her, or holding a sword for her, protecting her behind his back.
She had thought many times how nice it would be if she could hold these hands, if she could hold these hands forever and never let go.
She had been crying silently. He knew why she was crying, but he was still panicked, breathing heavily and disordered. "When I couldn't see you, I thought about you every day and wanted to see you. But now that I see you, I don't know what to say so that you wouldn't feel uncomfortable. Yangyang, don't cry..."
Although she wasn't his sister-in-law, many people had assumed during her time in Beijing that she and he were brother-in-law and sister-in-law. Furthermore, she hadn't realized he wasn't married to Yun Jia, yet she'd fallen for him. This was inappropriate and wrong.
What's more, she and Yunjia have a deep sisterly relationship.
So she cried out of shame.
Xue Yu's heart was as soft as water. He loved her integrity and innocence, and he loved her even more because she had no choice but to love him.
He held the bedpost and locked her in front of him. Her tears and her helplessness were like invisible needles piercing his heart, sweet and painful, but he was willing and receptive to it.
His throat was dry as if it were on fire. Although he had kissed her before, it was all due to his unwillingness and jealousy, and it was against her will.
Now that he knew her feelings, he realized that being in tune with her was such a wonderful thing. He had tasted her wetness and tenderness many times in his dreams, their fingers intertwined, and she would respond to him with affection.
Getting closer and closer, he kissed away her tears. When he was about to go down, she pressed against his chest and raised her tearful eyes, "You clearly, clearly really treat me well. You clearly want to be my brother-in-law... When did you..."
In that way, he would be like the moon in the sky and the flower on the ridge for the rest of his life, the most dazzling existence in the Xue family's generation, without any stain, and no one would be disappointed in him.
He will always be the insurmountable mountain in her heart. She will be grateful to him, respect him, and will not have any evil thoughts while looking up to him.
Xue Yu's throat was choked and he didn't know what to say for a moment, but his grip on her hand tightened even more.
Did it shatter her good impression of him?
If he could restrain himself... even if his marriage with Yun Jia failed, she would be grateful to the Xue family and always remember all the good things he had done for her. Maybe she would get married and live a peaceful life under the protection of the Xue family.
Why didn't he restrain himself?
It was as if she was back to the day when she saw Yun Yang and Song Fanghe being intimate with each other, back to the day when Yun Yang put on her wedding dress for Zhang Qian to see, back to the time when she was talking to Lu Jie in the cell, back to the fourteenth day of the first lunar month when she was going to get married!
Jealousy, resentment, burning pain, and anxiety swept over him again, spreading throughout his limbs and bones.
In front of her, his emotions had long overcome his reason.
He only wants her!
Xue Yu hugged Yun Yang fiercely: "Since I understood the meaning of love, you are the only one in my eyes."
"Why don't you restrain yourself..." she asked.
"I tried to control myself," he gritted his teeth, "but I'm just a mortal with flesh and blood. I can't be so generous as to give away the one I love..."
He sighed, "Yangyang, you don't know how I feel about you. It was me who allowed myself to seduce you, and that's why you started to have different feelings towards me. It's not your fault, it's all my fault."
Every word he said struck her heart. He was actually earlier than her... Yun Yang couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, she just wanted to cry.
After a while, she wiped her tears and choked out, "But, but I seduced you last night. If I hadn't done this, there would be room for maneuver!"
He was stunned for a moment, then he realized that his deception was right. He suddenly smiled, rubbed her head and said nothing.
"Should I be responsible for you? Shouldn't you say that I should be responsible?" She looked up at him with a slight blush on her face.
"Whether I'm responsible or not, I'm yours." He smiled.
Yun Yang lowered his head for a while, then angrily pounded the folded quilt beside him.
"Get up and wash up. I'll take you to eat something easy to digest. Wen Yuan said you haven't been eating well these days." Xue Yu said, stroking her shoulders, "I've prepared a new dress for you."
What she wore yesterday was given to her by Song Fanghe, and it has been burned.
"The mountain dew is heavy, and you don't know how to take care of yourself, wearing such thin clothes. This robe is made of Shu brocade. When the city was captured, I saw the silk shop owner trying to collect it and take it away in a panic. I thought this dress would suit you very well..."
Yun Yang stood up from the bed, raised his hands and ripped open the collar of his clothes, which slid down to the sides, revealing his sharp collarbone and half of his white skin...
Xue Yu stopped talking for a moment.
There was wind in the mountains, and her black hair meandered around her snow-white body. The interweaving of black and white was breathtakingly beautiful.
She looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong? Didn't we see it all last night?"
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