Chapter 53: Am I having a fever again? Yun Yang opened his eyes, his eyes...
Yun Yang opened his eyes, and when they adjusted to the darkness, he saw a dark shadow in front of his bed. His low sigh was particularly clear in the quiet night.
Yun Yang's hair stood on end, his nails digging into his palms through the sleeves of his underwear. His gun was still far away, and he wondered if he had any chance of subduing this tall thief with his bare hands...
Late in the night, the world was still, insects were roosting, and birds were silent. Yun Yang closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. The moment the dark shadow approached, he suddenly stood up, raised his legs, and rushed towards the man's face...
Kicked it!
As the black shadow fell backwards, a clear and familiar low cry was heard.
There was a smell of blood, Yun Yang's heart was pounding, he jumped out of bed, and in the moonlight, he could see the person in front of him clearly.
Black hair and snow-white skin are used to describe women.
But these four words just popped up in her mind, but there was a glaring red on her face which was as cold and white as snow.
She had kicked hard just now.
"It's me." Xue Yu said, as if enduring the pain.
"Ahhh, I didn't mean to do that. I didn't mean to do that." Yun Yang babbled incoherently. She rushed forward to hold his arm, hurriedly wiping the blood off his face with her sleeve. "Is it okay? Brother-in-law, you won't blame me, will you?"
As soon as her hand touched his cheek, he grabbed it and pressed it closer.
There was a strange touch in the palm of her hand, a tangled mixture of warm liquid and warm breath, and he was rubbing her slowly, again and again!
Yun Yang's body stiffened, and he tried to pull his hand back, but the person in front of him didn't move at all. He raised his narrow, deep eyes and said gloomily, "It hurts a lot. I need you to rub it and touch it."
Yun Yang's stiff hands softened as they caressed his handsome nose. "I kicked you pretty hard just now. How about we light the candle first and see how badly I hurt you..."
Xue Yu closed his eyes slightly, listening to her incoherent and flustered apology. He buried his face in her palm, his thin lips slightly raised, quietly feeling her scent and the warmth of her palm...
"Did I scare you just now?" he asked.
"Yeah, I opened my eyes and saw a dark shadow, which scared me." Yun Yang nodded and added, "Fortunately, I know a little bit of fighting skills. If it was really a bad guy, he wouldn't get any advantage from me."
"That's great." Xue Yu gritted his teeth.
She was afraid, shouldn't she cry? Shouldn't she tremble? Shouldn't she throw herself into his arms with tears in her eyes after realizing it was him?
Then he would hug her tightly, caress her, and coax her. Perhaps in the dim light her lips would be pressed against his neck again...
"Brother-in-law, get up. I'll help you up." Yun Yang said.
She tentatively put her arm around his waist, but suddenly remembered that he still had an injury on his back. She hesitated for a moment and was about to let go of her hand, but he held it down and pressed it back to his waist.
"Hold me, I can't walk steadily." Xue Yu said.
Yun Yang responded and supported him tightly as they walked towards the bed. He naturally got on her bed, buried his face in her soft pillow, took a deep breath, and then turned his head to look at her, "Are you afraid of me like this?"
The blood in her nose stopped, and he wiped the rest on her palms and face.
Yun Yang was hesitating about what to say. A beauty is beautiful, even when injured. With blood on her face, she has an even more thrilling impact.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Xue Yu misunderstood and a bitter smile appeared on his face, "Don't you like me like this? Are you afraid of me?"
Actually, I'm not that timid, Yun Yang thought. Just as he was about to say he was not afraid, he saw Xue Yu's face change.
He seemed to be frozen in place by some magical skill from some martial arts secret book, staring at a certain place motionlessly.
Yun Yang moved closer and followed his gaze. It was the Buddhist scripture he had read before going to bed. It was lying next to his pillow. The first page had a slight crease from being flipped through, revealing Master Zhang's private seal.
Yun Yang's fingers inch closer to the Buddhist scriptures, snatched them up, and hid them behind her back. A little embarrassed, she said, "This is a gift from Master Zhang. He said reading it before bed would help me sleep, but I don't think that's the case. I couldn't sleep well after reading it, and now I've been woken up by you, brother-in-law."
Xue Yu extended his hand and said with a calm smile, "I'm having trouble sleeping either. Can Yangyang lend it to me?"
"...Okay." Yun Yang nodded, a layer of sweat on his back. He must be tired from helping him just now.
"Brother-in-law, you were not at the theater. I thought you were not feeling well, so I went back. Why did you come to see me so late?" Yun Yang found a topic and washed the handkerchief in the silver basin beside him while talking.
"I do feel uncomfortable. But when I woke up in the middle of the night, I couldn't feel at ease because I hadn't asked Yangyang what she thought of Zhang Qian." Xue Yu said, putting the Buddhist scriptures into his sleeves, finding a comfortable position and looking up.
Yun Yang carefully wiped the blood off his face. His sword-like eyebrows slanted down to his temples, his brow bones prominent. His eyes were slightly closed, with deep creases on his eyelids, resembling double-lidded phoenix eyes. His eyes were long and narrow, his nose high. Next was his lips, with a beautiful lip edge, the lower lip fuller than the upper, and soft to the touch...
Yun Yang took a breath, and the shocking thoughts that he had noticed behind the stage became clear again. A sense of shame permeated his bones, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, and quickly turned his face away.
"Why don't you wipe it anymore?" Xue Yu opened his moist eyes and asked.
I saw that her brows were tightly furrowed, her red lips were pursed, her breathing was rapid and disordered, her chest was slightly heaving, and she looked indescribably panicked.
"You dislike your brother-in-law?" Xue Yu continued, his words clearly filled with grievance. He pondered, "Yangyang hurt me, and yet, she still dislikes me. Do you want me to leave you with blood all over my face?"
Yun Yang turned his back to him, his tone somewhat stiff and cold, "Your hand is not injured, you can wipe it yourself."
He reached out and tugged at her sleeve, wanting her to turn around and face him, but she dodged without a sound.
The young man's hand froze in the air. After a long while, he lowered his head, smiled faintly, and said in a cold voice, "You said you couldn't bear to leave me, and that you wanted to stay with me in the Xue Mansion forever. It was all just to coax me. Now you see that Zhang Qian, you must be very satisfied, right? He comes from a high-class family, has good looks, and is a good-looking young man in this troubled world. There are no mother-in-law or sister-in-law relationships to maintain. You will be very happy if you marry him. So you don't want to care about your brother-in-law?"
"You, is that what you think of me?" Yun Yang interrupted him abruptly, "Am I someone who forgets my principles and roots when it comes to profit?"
She actually placed Zhang Qian's handwriting next to her pillow, so close to her.
He said those things to make her deny that she had fallen in love with Zhang Qian and that she wanted to marry into the Zhang family as soon as possible.
It was so that she could appease his anxiety and his increasingly strong possessiveness of her.
Xue Yu looked at the angry and surprised look on her face when she turned around, and he knew he should coax her.
But he wanted to bite her even more, to make this heartless little thing feel as painful as he did!
She didn't know what he was planning for her, what kind of willpower he had to continue to act like an elder in front of her, how hard it was for him to restrain himself, and she didn't know that his heart almost broke every time he saw her talking to those men.
He didn't know when, compared to her, his heart had already become chaotic, and the identity he adhered to and the constraints of etiquette were also in disarray.
If she became Zhang Qian's legal wife, taking care of her husband and children, her life would be comfortable and happy.
Her future obviously didn't include him, and he couldn't accept that.
In the past few days, he often felt ashamed. Although he had been taught by great Confucian scholars since he was a child, he did not have a holy heart. He was not a gentleman. In front of her, he was just a man.
Just a man who wanted her.
She was so frank with him, asking for his advice and opinions on everything. In order to maintain the good reputation of him and the Xue family, she wisely ended her naive relationship with Song Fanghe. Whenever he was looked at by her clear eyes, he could only force himself to suppress his dark and unspeakable thoughts, close his eyes and ears to his desire for her, and could only make himself the upright, self-respecting, steady and decent brother-in-law in her heart.
But he was unwilling to give up. Life was so long. How would he get through it without her?
Moreover, he found that he could not tolerate her being close to any man other than him. When he thought about her marrying someone else, raising someone else's children, having another man's surname, and doing such intimate things with another man, he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was fried in a frying pan, and he could not sleep all night.
Yun Yang moved into his heart without permission, broke his heart of Taoism, and gradually became one with his joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, and his flesh and blood.
He was willing to break the worldly rules and ethics that he had followed for more than 20 years. Why could she remain unscathed and keep a distance from him while he advanced and she retreated?
Fortunately, he had been in official circles for many years and had to walk on thin ice in front of the emperor, which gave him the ability to disguise himself.
"Go away, get out, I will never talk to you again." Yun Yang said angrily, pointing his finger in the direction of the door.
He took her fingers and murmured, "Brother-in-law is talking nonsense. Touch me and see if I am burning again."
Yun Yang's anger dissipated in his wet eyes and turned into panic. She reached out and touched his forehead, "Why is it burning again..."
"I lied to you." He took her hand and said, "Brother-in-law was wrong. I said the wrong thing."
Yun Yang wanted to struggle, but he remained motionless. The disappointment and anger she had felt earlier washed over her. She had thought he and she were close enough, that after going through the events of Youzhou together, they must be closer than anyone else. She had thought he understood her...
But how could he say that!
Is she going to dump him now that she's married to a rich man? How could that be possible? He's her brother-in-law, a relationship that's as close as a bone to a tendon.
What's more, that high branch may not be higher than the Xue Mansion.
And when did he become so energetic? Yun Yang's eyes turned red with anger. He continued to struggle with one hand, while hitting and twisting him with the other, letting out all the anger he had just felt from the shock and fear he had felt at being wronged.
Xue Yu did not hide and let her beat and scold him. She could not fight anymore and her chest ached slightly. She did not know whether it was because she hit him really hard or because of the bitterness in his heart that could not get the love he wanted. He reached out and took her into his arms, pressed her, who was breathing slightly, against his shoulder, and carefully kissed the top of her head with his lips.
The kiss was so light, like a dragonfly touching the water, and like treating a rare treasure in this world.
He said calmly and softly, "Yangyang, don't be angry."
His hand gently stroked her long hair. Yun Yang felt like he was coaxing a child. Her parents used to do the same. So she relaxed, but the bitterness in her heart spread. Her eyes were inexplicably swollen. The inexplicable bitterness could not resist her desire to be close to him.
His embrace was warm, his tone gentle, like a gentle country, or a harbor after a storm, making people want to drown in it...
Seeing that she remained silent, Xue Yu nuzzled her slightly cool hair with his cheek and patiently coaxed her, "Why are you so angry? When you first arrived, I asked Chu Qin to impersonate me, and you even ran to the government office to beat the drum and complain. But when I came to pick you up, you forgave me. Seeing you relying on me softened my heart."
"You are very domineering and don't even allow other women to covet me, but seeing you happy makes me happy too."
"Later, you were always unhappy, holding back everything and letting me guess." His voice was gentle and lingering, with a hoarse nasal sound. "Brother-in-law can't guess it, Yangyang, can you teach me more, okay?"
Yun Yang bit her lip, leaned on his shoulder and said nothing.
What could she say? She had just felt her heart was empty when he spoke these words. With each word, her heart would beat heavily, slowly swelling up, filled with his tenderness and lingering affection...
What should I do, Yun Yang thought desperately, he is her brother-in-law.
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