Chapter 81 I just want to see the “status?” Yun Yang hesitated...
"Status?" Yun Yang said hesitantly, as if he didn't understand.
He looked at her face, which was dull and showed no shyness or joy, and his heart sank.
He wanted her, not just for a one-night stand, but to possess her from the inside out, to make her depend on him and unable to leave him.
He wanted her name to be written into the family tree along with his.
"Yes, I want to marry you." Xue Yu said, "I want you to stay with me forever, in the Xue Mansion."
"But, but I... I don't know anything." Yun Yang looked him in the eye. "Being your wife seems to involve a lot of things, like managing household affairs. I never learned housekeeping since I was a child. I can't do it..."
It was because she was not as stable as her elder sister that her father allowed her elder sister Yun Jia to marry Xue Yu.
"Time is long. After a while, you'll think I'm vulgar, only good at wielding swords and clubs. I can't even pretend to be a noble lady. I can't do anything else."
He suddenly smiled. Silly girl, if something really happened between them, she didn't even know how to get a name for herself, so she just accepted it.
He pinched her face and said, "Who told you that you can't do anything? And who taught you that being my wife, Xue Yu, requires you to know everything? This isn't an imperial examination or a job as a housekeeper."
Yun Yang looked at him as if he understood something, then lowered his head and remained silent.
Xue Yu knew that her concerns had not completely subsided at this time. Although he felt frustrated, he was willing to wait.
Wait for her heart knot to be resolved, wait for Yunjia and her mother-in-law to return.
There was still honey from the rose wine he had just drunk on Yun Yang's lips. He pressed his lips against them very naturally and kissed them gently. Yun Yang dodged for a moment, then closed her eyes, her fingers nervously tugging at his collar.
Xue Yu's heart was filled with joy, wrapped in a soft feeling. They were in tune with each other and were intimate with each other. This was something he had never dared to imagine before.
He held her gently in his arms, and her shoulders slowly relaxed.
He needs to give her time to slowly accept her new identity and accept him.
Before going to bed, Yun Yang wrote a letter to her sister, detailing her past with Xue Yu. She actually didn't know when she fell in love with him, and when she realized it, it was already too late.
No matter why her sister left, she felt weird and awkward, as if she had snatched away her sister's marriage.
Maybe Xue Yu was too good and she couldn't bear to let him go.
She thought that she would tell her sister and mother slowly after they came back.
There were many men in the tent, and it was a chaotic time. Xue Yu was worried about her living alone. In addition, Yun Yang thought that the two of them were already together, so she agreed to live in the same tent. However, she insisted on letting him come when everyone was asleep and no one could see.
Yun Yang felt that since Fourth Master Xue was still around, it was not right for him to be so…
Xue Yu agreed.
The birds were silent and the insects were chirping. He came under the cover of night. In the darkness, it was so quiet that they could only hear each other's breathing.
He stroked her long, satin-like hair, kissed her forehead, tucked in the quilt for her, and then lay down beside her.
The dim tent was small and the two of them were very close to each other. Yun Yang could smell a familiar scent in her nostrils, a scent that made her feel at ease.
But for some reason, she felt vaguely irritated at this moment.
The inexplicable heat and emptiness enveloped her again. The places where he had just kissed became hot and unbearable, and her throat became more and more thirsty.
Noticing that she tossed and turned, Xue Yu thought she was not used to sleeping in such a simple environment. After all, the bed was old and the bedding was too thin.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I want to drink water." She whispered, her sweet voice almost overflowing with juice.
His eyes dimmed and he stood up to pour her a cup of cold tea. Yun Yang took it and drank it quickly. After the cold tea went down her throat, the thirst and restlessness in her internal organs were only soothed for a moment before it came back like a tide.
She grabbed his collar and said helplessly, "I don't feel well..."
Xue Yu knew that this was because the aphrodisiac had not been completely removed. He touched her forehead and cheeks, both of which were hot.
He held her helplessly and awkwardly, "I'll go find some medicine for you."
"Xue Yu..." She called him distractedly, hooking her fingers around his, "I'm afraid... will you always like me?"
In the darkness, his heartbeat was deafening. He looked at her with deep eyes, but his voice was gentle, "Yes, Yangyang, do you like me?"
He wanted to hear her say it again, even if he had to take advantage of the little girl's misfortune and ask her to say some sweet words while she was still confused.
Her face flushed, she looked up and nodded seriously.
What responded to her was a turbulent kiss, which brought out the emotions she had tried hard to suppress, and a crack was opened in her heart and bones. The strange feeling was like a rising tide, one wave higher than the other. His lips and teeth were like a clear spring, moistening her dry and burning throat. She indulged in it, greedy and avaricious.
It seems like there is no end, it’s not enough, it’s still not enough.
A pale red moon hung outside the translucent window, and the corners of his eyes were also tinged with a faint red like rouge. He held her awkward hand tightly, took a deep breath, and smiled lightly, "Still not satisfied, huh?"
This was the first time that Yun Yang felt Xue Yu's side as a man. He tore off the mask of "brother-in-law" and no longer hid or suppressed the surging desire in his body.
His arms were strong and his chest was solid. He held her tightly, and the two of them were pressed together. She could feel his obvious changes.
But she felt a knot in her heart, always fearing that her sister and mother would blame her, blaming her for being shameless and for secretly having an affair with her brother-in-law.
Xue Yu saw her suddenly turn cold, lost in thought, staring at her, biting her earlobe, and decided to strike while the iron was hot, "When will you give me a legitimate status?"
The pain made Yun Yang sober up a little, and the strange heat in her body was not so rampant anymore. She pursed her lips and shook her head, her dark eyes drooping.
I haven’t thought about it yet.
"If you don't want me, and I marry someone else someday, and that person has sex with me and bears my children..." His narrow, dark eyes stared intently at her, and he held her chin with one hand. "Would you be willing to let me go?"
Her heart trembled slightly and she shook her head violently.
He smiled, his eyes were bright, and his faint smile was captivating in the dark night.
"Be good and wait for me to find medicine for you," he said.
Soon, the pills for clearing heat and detoxifying were brought over and swallowed with water. He watched her swallowing in small sips, and the soft and delicate side of her neck throbbing slightly, and he felt indescribable satisfaction in his heart.
She drank the water, took the medicine, and rubbed her cheek against his shoulder.
I guess it's the lingering effect of the medicine Song Fanghe gave me before.
She was grateful that he didn't touch her again at this time.
She's not ready yet.
He seemed to know what she was thinking, and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't cross the line until I return to the capital to formally marry you. Or, if you're worried, I can stay away from you and sleep in another tent..."
"No!" She wanted to stick to him, so she stood up and hugged his neck tightly, whispering pitifully, "It's so dark at night, I don't want to be alone..."
"Okay." He kissed the tip of her nose. "I'll stay with you, always."
In fact, he was also afraid that she was childish and would develop feelings for him under his pestering, but it would only be for the sake of novelty. Once she had it and the passion was gone, she would regret it and start to look down on him again.
But he was used to wearing a mask of propriety. When he was alone with Yun Yang, he was always worried that his desire and possessiveness for her would scare her, and he was unwilling to expose his anxious side to her, so he could only suffer and often watch her until late at night after she fell asleep.
Yun Yang was not well-behaved in her sleep and kicked off the quilt, so he tucked it in for her. The sleeves were wide and fell to her elbows, revealing her snow-white arms. He reached out to pull them down for her, but she stretched out her soft arms to hug him, and her fingertips were still stroking his neck gently.
"The bed is so hard." She murmured, twisting her body in dissatisfaction, "It's uncomfortable..."
Half of her body was lying on him.
In the dark night, Xue Yu's breathing was a little disordered.
As if his love for her wasn't enough, he put his arm around her waist and pulled her onto him with a little effort, "Then sleep on me."
She hummed a few times, buried her face in the crook of his neck, found a comfortable position, and was content.
The night was hazy, the tent small and dim. Her breath and delicate body were very stimulating to his desire. His breathing was a little disordered, and he was hit by the dizziness of the beauty, which inevitably gave rise to some reverie. But this was not last night. He only remembered last night's indulgence that time.
As long as he was sober, he would restrain himself, control his desire for her, and never desecrate her again.
Xue Yu looked at the moonlight outside the window, took a deep breath, and let his thoughts fly somewhere else.
In fact, before she came, he seemed to have made up his mind, but also seemed to be trapped in the painful quagmire of forcibly taking her and letting her go. But when she came, he wanted to stay with her every day, without a moment's separation, and his joy for her overwhelmed everything.
He looked at her quietly, her fair and beautiful face, her long black hair, her slender hands tightly grasping his clothes.
He liked her no matter how he looked at her. He could no longer tell whether every part of her had grown on his heart, or whether he had always wanted a wife like this.
Thinking about being with Yun Yang forever, having children with her, sleeping in the same bed and studying together until death, he felt that his future life was filled with endless sweetness and expectations.
It was almost midnight when he put his arm around her shoulders and held her tightly in his arms. Her weight made him feel at ease.
When it was almost dawn, the young man closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.
*
The next morning.
Yun Yang woke up and found her face resting on his broad chest.
The camp had to train soldiers early in the morning, and even from a distance, one could faintly hear the sound of weapons clashing.
She squinted at him and saw that his narrow eyes were closed and his breathing was even.
She didn't believe that he didn't wake up, so she raised the corners of her lips and felt like teasing him.
Yun Yang looked at him carefully. His breath was right in front of her eyes, as cold as wine, and it made her drunk without her noticing.
Her fingertips moved down from his brow bone, across his high nose bridge, lips, and beautiful Adam's apple, and finally stopped at his neck.
Beneath the thin, cold white skin were evenly pulsating green veins, which looked very interesting. She reached out and poked it.
Her eyes were drawn again to the bulging veins on his arms.
This place was once injured by a female leopard, leaving two light pink scars. Now the color of the scars has faded and gradually become the same as the skin color, but the winding marks inexplicably add a bit of lust.
She curiously reached out and pressed the bluish vein, pressed it, and then released it.
After a few attempts, she felt bored and was drawn to the waist and abdomen that was faintly exposed under his clothes. With each breath, his muscles stretched slightly, and the tight and hard touch made her fingertips feel faintly hot.
Yun Yang suddenly recalled a beautiful dream from long ago, the erotic painting she had secretly seen on the eve of her sister's wedding. The man in the painting had become Xue Yu, and she still remembered the glimpse of him below...
I'm really curious, I've never seen it before.
As if possessed by a ghost, she reached out and untied the drawstring of his underwear.
Yun Yang was actually just curious, but her breathing became a little irregular. What was the outline revealed under the thin fabric? What did it look like?
The next moment, her hand was suddenly held.
Xue Yu half-pushed himself up helplessly, frowning at her nervously, "Yangyang?"
She didn't know how much pain he was enduring, and she was afraid that any action she made next would make him collapse.
Yun Yang smiled innocently, "Aren't you asleep? I just wanted to see what this is."
"...I can't watch it now." He sighed.
"Forget it if you can't watch it." She pouted, turned her back to him, and lay back down.
He was silent for a moment, then reached out to hold her shoulders, his lips brushed her earlobe subtly, and he whispered, "Are you angry? Do you have to see it now?"
"I don't care. What's so good about it?" Yun Yang said sullenly, his voice getting lower and lower. "How stingy! You've seen me, but I haven't seen you yet. I'm really at a disadvantage..."
He laughed, grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms, lowered his eyes to look at her, raised the corners of his lips, and said in a casual and uninhibited tone: "If you want to see, then come on."
His voice was clear and cold, but at this moment it carried an unspeakable taboo and temptation. Yun Yang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, intertwined with his rapid breathing.
She suddenly became afraid, realizing that he was seducing her. She quickly pushed him away and leaned against the wall. "I was just kidding. You're so generous. You said you'd show it to others, and you showed it to them right away. You're so generous. I'm worried..."
If I really read it, what would happen if the examiner saw it?
The morning light of dawn was divided into a hazy and gentle halo by the gauze curtain. Her eyes were sparkling, her fair face was flushed with a charming blush, and her whole body seemed to be immersed in water. How could anyone let her go easily?
As soon as her body left him, he hugged her back. Xue Yu pressed his lips against hers, pressed her against the bedpost and kissed her for a long time, his muscles becoming increasingly tense.
His kiss was full of aggression. Yun Yang felt dizzy and completely unable to resist. She opened her eyes in surprise when she heard someone walking outside the tent. Xue Yu's frowning and confused face came into her sight. He was handsome and full of a strange secret happiness.
She was afraid that someone would hear something, and even more afraid that he would be bewitched her into going too far. The thin and soft fabric could not hide the increasingly obvious outline. She begged him in a trembling voice, "Don't kiss me..."
"Sir! Urgent news from the capital, eight hundred miles away!" A sudden voice sounded outside the tent.
Yun Yang was so embarrassed that she quickly buried her head in Xue Yu's hot chest.
He chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her tightly.
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