Chapter 30 Possession Who Touched You!
Shen Xingwan was startled by his sudden questioning. He had never been so harsh to her before, and she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
"It was just an accidental bump, it's nothing." She didn't want to make him worry, so she tried to fool him.
Yan Jinghuan's brows were furrowed, and his eyes were as dark as ink.
His hands clenched unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white from the force. "Don't lie to me, who touched you?"
He stared at her, his eyes gradually dimming.
No matter how slow Shen Xingwan was, she could tell that he seemed angry.
She struggled slightly, trying to free her hand from his. She sat up, looked him in the eye seriously and said, "It's nothing. Wei Zilin just pulled me and I accidentally did it when I was trying to get free."
When Yan Jinghuan heard Wei Zilin's name, his breathing became disordered for a moment and his expression suddenly became cold.
"You still love him?"
"What?" Shen Xingwan was confused.
Yan Jinghuan suddenly grabbed Shen Xingwan's wrist and pulled her into his arms. His lips fell like a storm, strong and domineering, with undisguised possession and anger.
Shen Xingwan's eyes widened, and before she could react, she was almost suffocated by him.
She wanted to struggle, but Yan Jinghuan, in a rage, easily bent her arms and leaned over to press her down.
"Don't......"
Yan Jinghuan raised her eyes, which were clear without any trace of lust, but were filled with emotions that she could not understand.
"Don't you understand your identity yet?"
He asked in a low voice, his hands moving non-stop, as if warning, "You are now my Yan Jinghuan's legally married wife, and only I can touch you like this."
He pursed his lips, ruthlessly untied the laces, and leaned down to kiss her.
His strength was terrifying, which seemed like humiliation, but also like love.
Shen Xingwan understood that she had already married him, and whatever he asked for was acceptable, but the tears in her eyes still could not be stopped from flowing down her face and dripping onto his strong arms.
"Don't do this..." She sobbed, "I'm scared..."
He paused, then became even more outrageous.
"My Lord! Please...please..."
Yan Jinghuan raised his head, his eyes dark and red, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have tried my best to accommodate you, but you don't seem to understand your own identity. I will tell you now."
He held her tightly, as if to make her understand who was the only piece of wood she could cling to.
She was really scared. Ever since he agreed to marry her, he had always treated her gently and considerately, so much so that she had even somewhat forgotten how cruel and brutal he was in his previous life.
The man in front of me seemed like a different person. Perhaps, this was the real him?
She no longer had time to care whether he was reborn or not; she was crying and was almost swallowed by him.
"Jinghuan, Yan Jinghuan, I'm scared..." She cried and choked, gasping for breath, "You hurt me, don't do this... I'm really scared..."
Yan Jinghuan slowed down, let go of her hand, and as if he had lost all his strength, he lowered his head into her shoulder.
"I'm sorry to scare you..."
She turned her face away and sobbed softly.
His breathing gradually steadied. He stood up slightly and saw that she was crying inconsolably. He reached out to wipe the tears from her face.
She turned her face to the other side angrily, avoiding his touch.
"I'm sorry." He said angrily, reached out and pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and pressed his face against her cheek.
Shen Xingwan felt so resentful that she immediately pushed him away in anger and punched him with her fists like raindrops.
Although it was no different from tickling to him, he still gently grasped her fist, put clothes on her, and said helplessly: "Be careful or your hands will hurt."
"You can't ever do this again!"
She yelled angrily, and when she saw Yan Jinghuan pursing his lips and frowning, she knew he had misunderstood, and quickly added: "Yes, you can't be so overbearing anymore, you have to..." She lowered her head in embarrassment, "You have to be gentler."
The haze in Yan Jinghuan's eyes gradually dissipated, and even climbed into joy. He held her wrist with his knuckles a little harder and moved closer to her, "Are you willing?"
Shen Xingwan's face turned red with embarrassment. She hated him for asking questions even though she knew the answer. But judging from his reaction just now, he was obviously a stubborn person. If she didn't explain it to him clearly, she didn't know how he would get so excited and angry.
"When did I say I didn't want to?" Shen Xingwan bit her lip and said, "Since I married you, I'm naturally yours. It's just that there have been many incidents recently, so I don't have the chance..."
The joy in Yan Jinghuan's eyes gradually disappeared.
Shen Xingwan caught a glimpse of him and shyly shook his hand back, "If you want, I will certainly agree."
Yan Jinghuan's face became uglier and uglier. "Because you want to marry me, so you agree?"
Shen Xingwan was confused and nodded.
He sneered and stared at her, "So if you had married someone else, you would have been willing?"
What you said, isn't this the obligation between husband and wife? It's reasonable and legal. Shen Xingwan nodded, "Yes."
"......"
The temperature in Yan Jinghuan's eyes dropped to freezing point. He took a deep breath, turned around, lay down, and pulled the quilt over him, "Go to sleep."
Shen Xingwan looked at his back in surprise, really unable to figure out how she had offended him again. She had already said she agreed, so why was he still unhappy?
Shen Xingwan didn't dare to ask him, so she could only gather her clothes and lie down next to him, pitifully pulling the corner of the quilt to cover herself.
Yan Jinghuan waved his hand, grabbed the quilt and covered her tightly.
She felt relieved, turned sideways and buried her face in his thin back, and said sullenly, "He just wanted to get news about Zihui from me, that's all. Don't be angry, you see I'm fine."
"You just don't understand."
He sighed, and finally turned around, holding her in his arms, and kissed the top of her head with his eyes closed, "Stay away from him in the future."
"Okay, got it."
Seeing that she agreed obediently, Yan Jinghuan's stiff body gradually relaxed.
His body was very warm, and his breath mixed with a faint soothing aroma, lingering around Shen Xingwan's nose, making her gradually drowsy. Finally, with his comforting strokes of her back, she fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, the warm sun shone through the carved window lattices and quietly fell on the bed.
Shen Xingwan woke up slowly, and what came into his sight was Yan Jinghuan's affectionate eyes and a faint smile on his lips, as if the storm last night was just an illusion.
As if he had been waiting for her, when he saw her wake up, he gently brushed the scattered hair on her forehead behind her ears with his fingertips, then bent down and placed a kiss on her smooth forehead, as gentle as the softest breeze in spring.
"Sleep a little longer, I'm going to the cabinet to discuss matters." His voice was low and gentle, with a doting tone.
"Um."
His eyes were too scorching, and Shen Xingwan shyly hid under the quilt for no reason, refusing to look at him again.
After he left, Feiyun came in with the maids to help her wash up, and came up to her and asked eagerly, "Miss, do you want to eat anything today? How about some black chicken and Huangjing soup for lunch?"
Shen Xingwan wondered, "It's too nutritious. It makes my nose bleed easily. Why would I eat it for no reason?"
Feiyun pouted her lips and glanced outside, "Look at the son-in-law going out today, he is so proud. I heard people say that a short absence is better than a new marriage. You must have been very troubled last night. I vaguely heard you crying several times when I was keeping watch outside. You should eat some Polygonatum odoratum to replenish your body."
"......"
Shen Xingwan was extremely embarrassed and slapped her on the forehead, "Where did you hear that nonsense? Stop saying it."
"I'm not talking nonsense..." Feiyun rubbed his forehead aggrievedly, but couldn't help but come closer, "I asked him to boil water last night, why didn't you call for water? Miss, you should persuade your son-in-law to pay attention to hygiene, which is good for you, so..."
"Just shut up!"
Shen Xingwan was feeling both ashamed and angry. Seeing the other maids working hard with their shoulders trembling, obviously trying to hold back their laughter, she reached out and grabbed Feiyun's mouth in desperation, making her flap her arms like a little duck and beg for mercy.
She dismissed the other maids and only kept Feiyun by her side. Feiyun was quieted by her and dared not talk nonsense anymore. After helping her wash up, she carefully combed her hair.
As she was putting pearl flowers on her hair, the maid waiting outside the door whispered, "Princess Guang'an has arrived and is waiting in the front hall."
Shen Xingwan was startled for a moment, then stood up in surprise and hurried to the front hall.
Princess Guang'an was wearing a moon-white brocade palace dress, a light pink gauze cape with a ruby bead pinned on her shoulder, and was sitting in the front hall, sighing restlessly.
As soon as she saw Shen Xingwan coming in, she immediately came over and held her hand: "Xingwan, have you seen your brother? How is he?"
Shen Xingwan dismissed his attendants and revealed all the information he had discovered about the imperial concubine's private vault and what he had learned from his visit to Shen Yunchao in the Heavenly Prison.
Princess Guang'an frowned after hearing this, "This is exactly the tricky part. I have tried every possible way these days, but I have not had the opportunity to get close to the Imperial Concubine's private vault."
Princess Guang'an stood up, paced back and forth in the hall, pursed her lips and thought for a long time.
She suddenly stopped, turned around and looked up at Shen Xingwan, "I have an idea, I wonder if it's feasible."
"Tell me about it." Shen Xingwan encouraged her.
Princess Guang'an thought for a moment, stretched out her fingers and counted, then said, "The Imperial Concubine's birthday will be in a few days. It would be great if we could hold a big banquet in her name."
"By then, there will be many people in the palace, and the guards' attention will be distracted. We can take advantage of the chaos to steal the account book. As long as we have the account book, we can clear Brother Yun Chao's name."
Shen Xingwan hesitated, "Is this really feasible?"
"Tsk." Princess Guang'an frowned. "It's much better than Yan Jinghuan going alone to rob. By then, I can also go and get the Imperial Concubine drunk, so that I can cover for you to get the account book."
Shen Xingwan was deeply moved and could not help but hold Princess Guang'an's hand, "I am truly terrified that you have put Your Highness in danger for me. Xingwan has no way to repay you..."
"Hey, stop flattering yourself."
Princess Guang'an pretended to be relaxed and patted her shoulder, "I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for myself."
Seeing her confused face, Princess Guang'an couldn't help laughing. She raised her hand and poked her forehead, "You, you are as stupid as your brother."
She pulled her cape tighter, "Alright, it's settled. I'll go back to the palace and ask my mother to take the lead in arranging the birthday celebration for the Imperial Concubine. You should also make preparations early."
After that, she walked straight out of the front hall, took a few steps, and suddenly turned back and said with a smile: "If I become your sister-in-law in the future, you have to treat me better, otherwise..."
She rolled her eyes and laughed heartily, "Otherwise I will send ten beauties to Yan Jinghuan as concubines, hum!"
“You dare!”
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