Chapter 37 Chapter 37 (Revised) Ah Yun, I can’t leave. …
The room was silent for a long moment, broken by the man lying on the bed, who chuckled softly. He pulled the motionless cold-hearted man towards him and demanded, "Why aren't you looking at me?"
For some reason, Song Siyun actually detected a hint of timidity in his voice.
She didn't answer, but just looked past him with her eyes downcast, got out of bed with her pillow and quilt in her arms, and said calmly, "Since you're injured, I'll give you the bed. Go get some rest."
"Song Siyun."
His wrist was suddenly grabbed, causing pain. He frowned, slowly raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, and asked calmly, "Master Gu, is there anything else?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly relaxed his grip, turned away, and said in a dejected voice, "It's okay."
Finally, he snatched the pillow from her hand and said in a muffled voice, "The floor is too hard. I'll sleep on it."
With a frown on his face, Song Siyun didn't let go and just stared at him quietly.
I always feel that this is not what he wanted to say just now, but he just changed the subject temporarily.
He didn't explain, so she didn't ask any more questions. She just turned away, blocked his hand, and threw the quilt on the ground, "Go to sleep."
The voice was very faint, as if he was talking to him and also as if he was advising himself.
After an unknown amount of time, the candlelight in the room finally dimmed. In the darkness, the person who had closed his eyes early in the night slowly opened them.
Song Siyun leaned sideways, his gaze fixed on the bed not far away. His brows were twisted into a knot, and his usually bright eyes seemed to be covered with fog, unable to see through or clear away.
She didn't understand what Gu Yanzhou meant just now. She just felt that he was like a monster in a storybook, who could make her heart feel confused with just a flick of his finger.
I don't understand whether he did it by accident or on purpose...
He seemed to be hidden in the fog, and his every move was unpredictable, but Song Siyun knew clearly that he was neither a playboy nor a rude playboy.
He was from the palace, so etiquette and rules were a given, but his words and actions over the past few days could truly be described as reckless. If it were an ordinary couple, it could be considered a matter of interest.
But he is Gu Yanzhou.
She is not a good wife either.
Forget about the affection between them, even the name of husband and wife would be gone. They were like water and fire, never getting along. Naturally, there would be no romance.
If that's the case, then his actions today must have a deeper meaning...
Song Siyun pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at the person sleeping peacefully on the bed, with even deeper doubts in his eyes.
She thought about it for a long time, and finally attributed everything to the man's strong self-esteem and inexplicable desire to conquer.
Because of his pride, he could not bear that his first wife did not love him. Because he felt that his first wife was not interested in him, he began to tease and conquer her.
All of this has nothing to do with love, it's just ridiculous self-esteem.
That's ridiculous.
Song Siyun curled his lips, sneered in his heart, and became more determined to divorce.
She couldn't accept being tamed and conquered like a horse, a toy. She was a human being, a person with flesh and blood, with her own thoughts and choices.
As long as it doesn't bring disaster to her family, she, Song Siyun, only does what she wants to do and what makes her happy.
She is so willful and unruly, and she behaves so recklessly. No one should think of doing anything bad to protect his ridiculous self-esteem, otherwise he will break his legs and make him pay for his rudeness!
In the darkness, the girl's eyes were sharp, and her eyebrows were full of sharpness.
His gaze swirled around, landing on the bed again, his eyelashes narrowed slightly.
Even Gu Yanzhou is no exception.
A sharp gaze fell on the back of his neck. Gu Yanzhou's eyes trembled and he dared not move.
He didn't want to open his eyes, didn't want to turn around, didn't want to meet her cold and indifferent eyes, didn't want to hear the divorce she talked about every day, and he didn't even want to see the sarcastic corners of her lips.
Song Siyun was right, he must be a coward.
Gu Yanzhou thought.
Only when he heard the breathing behind him become long and melodious did he quietly turn around and stare at the person who had rolled himself into a ball and was still trembling.
It was already late autumn and the ground was very cold. Even a man like him felt cold even when he was sleeping, let alone her who already had a cold body?
He sighed helplessly, stood up quietly, and picked Renren up quietly.
It must have been really cold. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the woman clung to him like an octopus, digging into his arms. Even after he got on the bed, she clung to him tightly.
Gu Yanzhou tried to pull her down several times but failed, so he just let her do what she wanted. He put one hand around her waist and with the other hand he pulled the quilt over her tightly.
He carefully observed the person on top of him as he moved, fearing to wake her. Fortunately, she was sound asleep, even wiggling in his arms, seeking a warmer position. She nuzzled into his chin like a swaddled baby.
Looks just like Ah Huang when he was little.
Gu Yanzhou couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the hairy top of the person in his arms, his brows smiling. But for a moment, his expression froze again.
Some things can never be ignored. The resentment and hatred behind him just now was real.
He had always known that she hated him.
He just didn't understand why. He wanted to ask, but the words stuck to his lips like glue, and he couldn't speak. Later, he thought about being nicer to her, even nicer, nicer enough to completely drive out the resentment in her heart, so that her heart would be filled with only his gentle and considerate side. But he seemed...
Messed up.
In the darkness, the man bent his neck and looked at the person in his arms with a cautious expression in the fragmented moonlight.
"Ah Yun," he lowered his head, burying it in the head of the person in his arms. The unique fragrance of the girl filled his chest and lungs, bringing with it a burst of bitterness. "What should I do..."
"How can I get closer to you..."
“Like now.”
He pressed against her, his arms unconsciously straining, as if possessed, ruthless, determined to crush the girl into his bones and blood. As if this would allow him to be with her forever, to possess her, to be close to her, to watch her forever...
"Hmm..."
A disgruntled whine, like the string of a lost kite, yanked his lost sanity back to its track. The crimson greed in his eyes faded, and Gu Yanzhou came to his senses. He loosened his arms, soothing him gently, cherishing the moment of tenderness he had begged for.
Maybe he doesn't ask for much, and this is enough.
The bright moonlight filtered through the window, and seemed to take on some warmth when it fell on the corners of the man's eyes and eyebrows. Now it fell softly on the girl, lightly wrapping her... and on the man under her, who relaxed his brows and looked cautious and satisfied.
That night, he slept exceptionally soundly. As the golden sunlight fell on his face, he drowsily pulled aside the bed curtain. Seeing the frown on the woman in his arms, he embraced her and fell asleep again.
The next time I woke up, it was because someone was pinching me. I dazedly grabbed the hand that was causing trouble and pressed it under my body, mumbling softly, "Stop making trouble, sleep a little longer."
"Sleep, sleep, sleep, you big-headed ghost!"
A voice that was both embarrassing and annoying exploded in my ears, and my consciousness, which had wandered off in the morning, suddenly returned. When I opened my eyes, I was met with a pair of fiery eyes.
The girl's face was full of humiliation. She looked up from her chest, gritting her teeth and looking at him, struggling constantly.
Almost the moment he woke up, he let go of his hands and placed them on both sides of his head to prove his innocence, but he couldn't help but pursed his lips and swallowed hard, his eyes wandering and he didn't dare to look at her.
Song Siyun propped himself up on the bed and straightened up, puffing his face and asking, "Are you taking advantage of me?"
The man raised his eyes and did not deny it.
It was just a casual question, but now that she saw that he really admitted it, her face changed and she quickly reached out to touch the belt of her underwear at her waist.
Seeing that he was fine before going to bed, she felt relieved and turned to look suspiciously at the man in front of her who didn't even dare to raise his eyes.
I just don't know if it's out of guilt or timidity.
In the past, when people teased him in every way, he was the most shameless one. It is really strange that he is so indifferent now.
Song Siyun leaned over, one arm resting against his ear. His gaze swept across his forehead, and seeing the sweat dripping from his face, he couldn't help but smile. He raised his hand and placed it on his back, gently brushing it across, feeling the heat of the man's sweat. A moment later, his hand drifted down to his brow, rubbing along the line of his brows towards his eyelashes. The man beneath him closed his eyes.
Song Siyun saw this, amused. He lingered for a moment, then raised his eyes and forced the back of his hand toward the high, pointed nose in the middle of his face. His slightly cool fingertips, warmed by the burning heat, seemed dissatisfied. Heedless of the warning of the hot, heavy nose, she pressed her lips against the man's merciless, thin lips.
The spray from the tip of his nose became heavier. Song Siyun raised his eyes and looked into the man's dark and tense eyes. He smiled wickedly and wiped his lips with the back of his hand, passing over the short and hard stubble and landing on the man's exceptionally high Adam's apple.
It was late autumn and the weather was extremely cold, but he was sweating all the same. The veins on his neck seemed to burst out one by one as if they could not bear the humiliation.
The man, having a good time, slowly raised his eyes and saw that the man's jaw had been stretched to an angle, and even the corners of his mouth were pressed into a straight line. Song Siyun glanced at him, raised his lips and smiled slightly, his fingertips circling around his throat, and sighed, "So even Lord Gu can't stand it."
The tone of the conversation suddenly changed. She spread her five fingers and gripped the man's throat. Her expression turned cold, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of spoiled sarcasm. "If that's the case, why do you humiliate me like this?"
Using force from his waist, he sat astride him, pressing him firmly to the bed. Song Siyun's face turned cold, and he pinched him with both hands, asking fiercely, "Hasn't Lord Gu learned the principle of not doing to others what you don't want done to yourself?"
The two stood, one high, the other low, neither willing to give in. Song Siyun ruthlessly pressed her hand, applying a bit more force. She coldly watched as the man's body, divided by her hand, became two different colors. Veins bulged on one side, and the whole person looked as if they were about to explode. It was redder than the water she'd used to wash her wound last night, while the other side, wrapped in gauze, was invisible.
Seeing the man's dark eyes turn red and his breathing so heavy that he seemed to be unable to breathe, she let go of his hand and finally softened her heart.
"Gu Yanzhou, there won't be a next time."
She said this as she stood up and pulled her legs back.
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly jumped up, and she was left feeling dizzy. Her hands were grabbed and tied above her head with a hairband, forcing her to bend backward, like a piece of fish on a table, at the mercy of others.
Even in such a humiliating posture, the man on her body still had red eyes and whispered in her ear: "Ah Yun, I can't leave."
"open."
Song Siyun cursed in a low voice, struggling to break free, but couldn't. She just stared at him with wide eyes, not taking a single step back.
She had beautiful eyes, really beautiful. Gu Yanzhou had always liked them, and he would have liked them even more if there hadn't been any disgust or anger in them.
He thought.
"Ah Yun," he sighed, raising his hand to block the unpleasant sight, "Don't look at me like that, I don't like it."
As he spoke, he lowered himself to rub her face. His scorching lips moved from the center of her face, inch by inch, bit by bit, until they reached her jaw. He then nibbled and bit along her jaw until he finally reached her soft lips.
He lowered his head and rubbed around for a long time before finally licking it lightly and cautiously.
It's a wonderful feeling.
Different than last night, but just as addictive.
He licked every inch carefully, swallowing up her fragrance, and finally settled in the center. He had been lucky yesterday, but today he knocked on the door with an air of familiarity.
It left a mark inch by inch, and finally reached behind the girl's teeth. But she held on tightly and never let go.
At first, he tried to hook her patiently and coax her softly, but when all else failed, he raised his hand to hold the back of her neck, found that acupoint, and with a light twist of his index finger and thumb, there was no more obstruction.
Before he could even rub his hands together, he felt a chill in his palms. The roaring within him stopped, and the evil fire that had been raging for so long, burning him to insanity, also died down.
Gu Yanzhou loosened his grip, his eyelashes trembling as he lifted them. Unlike the disgust and anger he had felt just now, this moment was filled with more humiliation and resentment.
Her eyes were red, and she sobbed and complained, "You're such a bully."
She looked at him, tears streaming down her face, and she let out a sound, as if to vent all the emotions she had been feeling for the past few days:
"Gu Yanzhou, you bastard! You are such a bully. What do you take me for? A girl in Chunfeng Tower who comes when you call her and leaves when you wave her away? Or a Hu Ji who was taken away from a banquet? Or a skinny horse bought on a flower boat? Let me tell you, Gu Yanzhou, I am none of those!"
"I am Song Siyun, the most beloved youngest daughter of Grand Tutor Song, and the younger sister of the current Imperial Noble Consort. I am not someone you can do anything to. If you really mean it today..."
It was difficult to say that word. He paused for a moment, then gathered his strength and said fiercely, "Even if it costs me my last breath, I will kill you!"
"If you don't believe it, you can try it."
She lay on the bed, stiffening her neck and gritting her teeth as she stared at him, refusing to give an inch.
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