Chapter 45 You Should Be Abstinent for Life
Chu Yunjin wasn't sure if Yan Cang slept well in the morning, but his energy at night was indeed overwhelming.
If only I had known...
If she had known he had such amazing stamina, she probably wouldn't have insisted that he rest for that half-day, because that would have been asking for trouble.
Of course, it's also possible that he'd been abstaining for too long and was so frustrated that once he broke his vow of celibacy, he couldn't stop himself.
Seeing her beloved in front of her every day, yet unable to kiss or touch him, Chu Yunjin felt an immense burning desire within her. She was tormented and tormented repeatedly, and her pleas for mercy were in vain. She didn't even have a chance to ask the question that was weighing on her mind.
As a result of Yan Cang's excessive indulgence, Chu Yunjin's body was almost falling apart, and she was only able to fall asleep close to dawn.
After the sheets and blankets were all changed, Yan Cang, feeling satisfied, carried the disheveled princess to a bath. He personally served her as she washed and dried herself off, and then she fell into a deep sleep on the bed with the changed bedding.
Yan Cang himself couldn't sleep at all.
After a long and intense session, he should have held her and slept together, but looking at her tired sleeping face, seeing the marks left beside her, and thinking of her hoarse pleas for mercy last night... Yan Cang's throbbing emotions, which had just subsided, returned.
He gently closed his eyes, trying his best to restrain himself.
Her body could no longer take any more.
Thinking that on this night, two years into their marriage, they were finally intimate, Yan Cang couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions, including satisfaction, bitterness, and sighs.
Tonight, he was like a wild beast out of control, wanting nothing more than to tear her apart and devour her piece by piece, to leave his mark on her heart, eyes, and body, so that she could never escape.
Yan Cang held her close and gently kissed her forehead.
Chu Yunjin slept until noon.
Her sleep schedule has been a bit irregular these past few days, but she was really tired today. She woke up with a sore back and legs, and felt weak all over.
She truly understood that the descriptions in the book about women experiencing multiple nights of aches and pains, and that the women's backaches and leg pains, were not exaggerations; it was true that some people were that strong.
She opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face so close to hers. Her reaction was not the shyness that a normal woman should have, but a hoarse complaint: "Yan Cang, you should abstain from sex for the rest of your life."
Yan Cang paused for a moment, then pursed his lips and asked, "Are you very tired?"
"It's more than just being tired?" Chu Yunjin's voice was hoarse. "My whole body aches, especially my thighs."
She told him again and again last night that she couldn't take it anymore, but he acted as if he didn't hear her and insisted on draining her dry.
She couldn't help but wonder if his love was real or fake. He was such a patient and yielding person in ordinary times, but in bed he was like a wolf that hadn't eaten for half a month—well, he had been starving for two whole years.
This is the first time I've eaten meat since we got married.
But isn't he worried that his roughness will frighten her and make her never dare to come near him again?
"Turn over." Yan Cang sat up and adjusted her to a prone position. "I'll help you relax."
He started pressing down on her shoulders with both hands. Although he was a martial artist, he controlled his strength very well, so that she didn't feel unbearable pain.
Chu Yunjin couldn't help but regret: "Was the wedding night decorations too romantic last night, which made you lose control like this?"
Yan Cang chuckled softly: "You are so delicious that I cannot resist you."
Yan Cang massaged her from her shoulders and neck down to her back very carefully. He was even more meticulous when he reached her waist, as if he wanted to drive away her soreness and fatigue. While massaging, he asked her how she felt: "If the pressure is too strong, just say so."
Chu Yunjin lay on the pillow, groaning as he pressed her down, not wanting to say a word.
She didn't see the tenderness in Yan Cang's eyes, the heartache on his face, or the possessiveness and desire for control that were constantly brewing in his chest.
After relieving her lower back pain, Yan Cang's hands gradually moved down to her inner thighs, gently kneading her aching muscles and tendons. Chu Yunjin was drowsy in the painful yet pleasurable soreness, naturally unaware that Yan Cang's eyes were gradually deepening behind her, and his lust was gathering like dark clouds, sweeping over her once again.
He knew she couldn't take any more, and he also knew they couldn't spend all their time in bed—although if she wanted, he wouldn't mind locking her in the room and bed for three days and three nights without her leaving.
"Yan Cang," Chu Yunjin suddenly spoke, her voice hoarse, "I have a question for you."
Yan Cang suddenly snapped out of his reverie and looked at her profile: "What?"
Chu Yunjin was clearly sleepy, but she still managed to ask, "Have you... ever liked anyone else before?"
Yan Cang answered without hesitation: "Never."
Chu Yunjin paused for a moment, then opened her eyes, looking back at him with a dazed expression: "Never?"
"Um."
I don't believe it.
"Really," Yan Cang said patiently, his voice steady and firm, reassuring everyone. "It's just you."
Chu Yunjin lay back down on the pillow, her mind still a little dazed.
Is no one else there?
What's the story behind that portrait?
Did the Princess Consort of Jin deliberately create a portrait to deceive her, intending to sow discord between them?
Chu Yunjin was half asleep when she suddenly hissed and woke up with a start. She almost jumped out of bed: "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
But the jump didn't happen.
Because Yan Cang grabbed her ankle and dragged her back: "Lie down properly."
Chu Yunjin cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face: "It really hurts."
"Just bear with it," Yan Cang said. "It'll be fine in a bit."
Chu Yunjin gritted her teeth, enduring Yan Cang's merciless torment, her voice trembling with pain: "Yan... Yan Cang, Jin Yue said... said you don't want to be emperor, is that true?"
Yan Cang paused slightly, silently looked at her face, and then asked, "Do you want to be the Empress?"
Chu Yunjin shook her head: "I haven't thought about that, but I don't want to die."
The struggle for the throne among princes has always been a life-or-death struggle.
If the King of Jin were to ascend the throne, he would not be able to tolerate Yan Cang.
Chu Yunjin didn't want to die, nor did she want Yan Cang to die.
"You won't die." Yan Cang's voice was tense, and his face unconsciously paled slightly. "No one dares to let you die."
Chu Yunjin noticed something was off about his voice, turned around, and looked at Yan Cang: "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Cang shook his head: "It's nothing."
Chu Yunjin didn't want him to press her leg down anymore. She pulled her leg out of his grasp, sat up, and looked at Yan Cang seriously: "Do you really not want to be emperor at all?"
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