Chapter 156: Unsatisfied
The guards retreated at some point and the door was closed tightly.
The light outside gradually became clearer.
The heat fell on Cheng Nianying's neck.
Fu Yi kissed her neck.
It was different, very different from when she was at the Prince's Mansion. Cheng Nianying instinctively shrank her neck, but Fu Yi grabbed the back of her neck.
Winter nights are always exceptionally cold, and the mist turned into a layer of sticky, cold moisture, falling on Cheng Nianying's hair and skin.
Fu Yi felt the wetness just like that.
Cheng Nianying remembered that he loved cleanliness, and she stopped struggling. She sat down firmly and rubbed all the dust on her body onto him.
Fu Yi was probably really sick and had lost his mind. He didn't even frown. He just pulled the soft blanket at the end of the couch and covered both of them with it.
It was as if the two of them were imprisoned in this small world together.
Then Fu Yi's big hand kept rubbing the back of her neck, as if he wanted to warm it up.
That felt even weirder.
Like she pets a kitten.
Then the kisses came again, fine and dense, blending with the warmth of the palm.
Cheng Nianying's head also felt a little dizzy unconsciously.
Suddenly, she heard a soft "ding" sound, and she looked down. It was the jade buckle leather belt around Fu Yi's waist that had fallen to the ground, the jade surface reflecting the light, dazzling.
——He took off his clothes.
The dizziness disappeared instantly. Cheng Nianying raised her foot to kick, but Fu Yi touched her ankle with his fingertips and grasped her ankle. He leaned over to her ear and spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
"I know you don't allow me to sleep with you."
"I remember."
"I'll listen to you."
Cheng Nianying turned her head and met his dark eyes. The fire in them danced, but was then pushed into a deeper darkness.
He really did what he said.
He just pressed against her legs, and the little bit of winter chill that came in was quickly swept away by the heat.
That's a different kind of intimacy.
Fu Yi's suppressed breathing burned into her ears.
…
…………
Only then did she hear her heartbeat gradually quickening... She wanted to poke Fu Yi's eyelashes.
When she was at the Prince's Mansion, she had secretly looked at Fu Yi many times. Then she found that even if his face was gentle, his eyes were empty and cold.
But now it's filled.
Filling her appearance, there are more unknown emotions.
He looked as if he were madly ill.
Cheng Nianying was actually a little happy. So she couldn't help but poke his eyelashes, and then Fu Yi paused and bit her fingertips.
Fortunately, she washed her hands with snow water before coming back.
wrong.
I shouldn't have washed my hands, or he'd be furious.
The light outside grew brighter, but the absurd things continued to happen inside.
Why did it take so long? Cheng Nianying had the same thought as before.
Before Fu Yi could completely vent his anger, which had been suppressed for who knows how long, Cheng Nianying pushed him away and jumped off his lap.
Cheng Nianying's dress was wrinkled.
Normally, Fu Yi really didn't like such a messy scene. But it was he who wrinkled it and made it dirty.
He pressed his still painful temple with his fingers, and some emotion came to him again with his breathing.
"Where are you going?" Fu Yi asked.
Cheng Nianying: "Sleep."
Fu Yi moved his lips, and an uncontrollable irritation welled up in his heart. The gap between his internal organs seemed to have widened.
Not only was he not satisfied, but he felt even more like a fish on the shore thirsty for water.
The word "come here" was on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed it.
He only asked hoarsely: "Where are the walnut cakes?"
Cheng Nianying turned around and pointed at the ground.
“…”
"You knocked it over." Cheng Nianying accused him.
“…………”
Fu Yi rubbed his temples again and said kindly, "I'm wasting your kindness."
Cheng Nianying imitated the four words "It's my fault". Fu Yi felt a headache just thinking about it, so he naturally wouldn't say it again.
"It's your own money that's being wasted." Cheng Nianying patted the pouch around her waist.
"Since I give it to you, it's all yours."
"oh."
Fu Yi didn't expect her to be happy or grateful.
His voice grew hoarse as he said, "Go to bed."
Cheng Nianying is gone.
He walked very smoothly and without any delay.
It was as if Prince Danshuo was the one who was abandoned in the end.
Fu Yi got up and changed into clean clothes, feeling both amused and angry. He had a splitting headache and felt a bit stuck.
When he lay back on the bed, he still couldn't fall asleep. Later, when he felt a slight fever coming back, he finally closed his eyes.
That strong dissatisfaction also had an answer - he wanted to hold her while sleeping.
*
When the Weiyang city gate was first opened, a group of people entered the city.
The soldier checked the fish bag but couldn't quite figure out what rank the official held.
The leader was about forty years old and had a beard. He was not as handsome as a young man, but one could still see the handsomeness of his youth.
He said calmly, "Go directly to the person who can make the decision in Weiyang and tell them that Yin Huiyi is here to visit."
The soldier was frightened by his intimidating aura and instinctively said, "Yes, yes."
They entered the city and waited at the city gate.
The servant boy poked his head out from behind the middle-aged man named Yin Huiyi, revealing a face that was none other than Yin Ping.
When he saw the familiar street scene in Weiyang, he couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes and his teeth almost broke. "Don't be fooled by the peaceful atmosphere here. The Lord is dead, and these people are still talking about it as a joke."
"I really hate this Wei Yang!"
"Yin Ping," Yin Huiyi stopped him, "you won't have to follow me later. As soon as you show up, they'll know something's wrong and will hide and cover it up."
"Yes, sir."
"You said earlier that Heng'er's body was not found in the county morgue..."
"Yes, yes, that's what Miss Jiang said."
"Well, that doesn't necessarily mean the end of the road. Maybe Heng'er is still alive." Yin Huiyi paused and asked, "Do you know where Miss Jiang is?"
"I don't know. I don't know now. She originally rented a house in the city, but her things were stolen and she was arrested..." The servant said, unable to help but get excited. "The people of Weiyang are really rotten!"
Yin Huiyi raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder, suppressing the boy's impatience.
"Okay, that's fine. I'll just deal with them one by one. When I find Miss Jiang, I'll reward her handsomely."
As he was speaking, the officials from the county government came running towards him carrying a sedan chair.
The old man in the sedan quickly got down, looked at the man, and said with a bow, "Is this Master Yin? I am Sun Lai, the magistrate of Weiyang County."
"Why are you alone?"
"Recently, the county government has been overwhelmed with affairs, and the rest of us really have no time." County Magistrate Sun laughed awkwardly.
With one word from Prince Danshuo, County Magistrate Tian fell from power, and the others were secretly encouraging each other to fight for their positions. They also had to find something for the girl next to Prince Danshuo... How could they not be busy?
"Lead the way."
"Yes, yes." County Magistrate Sun hunched his back in fear. "Why is Scholar Yin here?"
"Looking for someone."
County Magistrate Sun secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I wonder who you are looking for?"
Yin Huiyi glanced at him indifferently, without explaining his true purpose. Instead, he said, "Looking for a girl."
"Oh, that's easy. Wei Yang will definitely spare no effort to find this girl for Master Yin."
He was welcomed into the county government office, and the Cen family soon received the news.
Third Master Cen was the most surprised: "Yin Huiyi? Who is he? Why did he come here in person?"
Cen Yaoxin had just stood up, looking tired. She asked, "Is it the one from Guanwen Hall?"
"Yes, it's him. How could he get away?" Mr. Cen San pursed his lips, "Something's wrong."
"The Cen family and the Yin family have never had any friendship, but Scholar Yin and Prince Danshuo served in the same court, and they discussed state affairs together in front of the emperor. Why not ask the prince?" Cen Yao thought to himself.
"Yeah." Mr. Cen nodded, "It's time to go take a look."
When Mr. Cen San arrived at Tingxuexuan, before he could speak, the guard sighed heavily: "The prince is even more seriously ill."
"Then... can I come in to visit?" Mr. Cen San was restless and had to see Fu Yi. "Then I can feel at ease."
Hearing this, the guards stopped trying to stop him.
Mr. Cen Sanye walked in to see that Fu Yi's face was indeed pale and he had his eyes closed without even opening them.
How could he be so furious when that girl disappeared?
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