Chapter 125 It's Night
Back in the West Garden, Pei Yanzhi waved his hand to dismiss the servants and went into his bedroom alone.
The candlelight flickered in the room. Ji Shu had already washed up and fallen asleep on the small couch. She got up to do her makeup before dawn. In fact, she had slept for less than two hours last night.
Coupled with the tension of the whole day, she finally relaxed and fell asleep, completely unaware that a hungry wolf had entered the room.
The wolf first looked around the room, but his gaze finally fell on her sleeping face. He lowered his head and sniffed her scent, then sniffed his own, afraid that she would find it offensive.
He then turned and walked outside, whispering, "Bring in water."
He quickly took a hot shower, and while she was still steaming from the shower, he picked her up and carefully carried her horizontally. The sudden weightlessness instantly woke Ji Shu up.
When she opened her eyes, she saw his muscular chest with his slightly open collar, and he still smelled of his post-bath fragrance. Seeing that she was awake, Pei Yanzhi teased, "You're finally awake. I thought my wife was planning to spend our spring night in her sleep!"
The word "Madam" came out of his mouth, such a shocking and obscure term. Ji Shu never expected to be addressed by him like that one day, and she was stunned for a moment.
Then she remembered that she had important things to do tonight, and she couldn't care less about arguing with him about how to address him.
Ji Shu placed her hand on his arm, struggled for a moment, but seeing that he wouldn't let go, she said seriously, "Lord Marquis, do you remember the three rules I mentioned to you before?"
Pei Yanzhi paused slightly, his eyes narrowed unconsciously as he looked down at her.
Seeing her clutching her collar with both hands, determined not to give up until she got what she wanted, Pei Yanzhi had no choice but to put her down. She quickly moved to the side and subconsciously adjusted her collar.
If she doesn't establish the rules tonight, she can almost foresee whether she'll be able to get out of bed safely tomorrow. Just looking at that canopy bed that can accommodate three or four people makes her tremble.
Pei Yanzhi walked to the desk and sat down, tapping his knuckles on the surface. His deep voice rang out: "Come here."
Ji Shu first took out the letter she had prepared earlier. When she looked up unintentionally, she met his staring gaze. The undisguised desire in his eyes was terrifyingly intense.
She swallowed hard, suppressing her fear. The experience that night had been too much of a shock; she felt helpless and adrift like a small, broken boat, and even now, the thought of it made her legs go weak.
He carefully took his things and moved towards him very slowly.
Pei Yanzhi raised an eyebrow at her dawdling, a smile playing on his lips, and said to her, "If you keep dawdling like this tonight, then let me tell you, I will keep waiting."
"Let's see who gives up first!" His eyes were full of interest and provocation.
Helpless, Ji Shu rushed to his side and slammed the written text onto the table.
"Please take a look, Your Excellency, and see if there's anything that needs to be changed. Let's finalize our relationship plan for the next ten months tonight; it'll be better for both of us."
Pei Yanzhi raised his long eyebrows and picked it up with great interest to take a look.
The content filled the entire page, but the handwriting... Pei Yanzhi raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ji Shu, who saw him pointing to the words on the page.
Did you write this?
Suddenly, her cheeks flushed red. She had lived in this era for so long, and had dabbled in perfumery, painting, and even music and chess.
Only this handwriting is so messy, like a dog's scratch, as if he didn't want others to know the specific content.
She could only write down whatever came to mind in Yongning Lane these past few days, completely forgetting what her handwriting looked like!
Ji Shu stiffened her neck and raised her voice, "That's right, I wrote it. Who says that good looks have to have good handwriting? I'm different from everyone else."
Seeing that she was still so self-righteous, Pei Yanzhi shook his head and chuckled. He continued reading and saw that it said that she could not be restrained when she went out every day, and her subordinates could not be dealt with at will.
There were other rules, such as not being able to go to bed before washing up, which were all acceptable to him, until his gaze fell on the last rule, and his eyes suddenly froze.
He pointed to the words above, his tone inscrutable: "No more than four sexual encounters per month? What does this mean?"
Ji Shu simply sat down beside him, and seeing that he had finally gotten to the point, she nodded vigorously and said, "That's right, I wrote this. Does Your Excellency have any questions?"
Pei Yanzhi looked at the spot where the three strokes had been changed to four, the ink marks still fresh. Perhaps this infuriating person felt it was inappropriate and reluctantly added another stroke.
Seeing the smug look on her face, he raised his brow slightly, gazing into her dark and deep phoenix eyes: "Does Madam mean no more than four times a night?"
He feigned surprise, his tone deliberately distorted: "I never expected my wife to be so insatiable. Once a night isn't enough to satisfy you; you even want three or four more!"
"I can satisfy you once or twice, but if it's like this every night—" he drawled, "it's not impossible. I can just drink more tonics during the day, and have Wu Yang prepare more deer blood for me—"
"Pei Yanzhi!" Ji Shu's cheeks flushed red with anger, her eyes blazing, and her chest heaving slightly with rapid breathing.
He was clearly doing it on purpose; the terrifying image even uncontrollably surfaced in her mind. If it really happened every night, she felt her body tremble and her head spin.
If one day he really does something stupid and kills her in bed, then she might as well not live anymore.
Seemingly unaware of her unease, Pei Yanzhi's gaze darkened further as he looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.
His voice became hoarse: "Since Madam is so eager, our wedding night should not be wasted."
After saying that, he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms, and the two of them fell directly onto the soft chaise lounge.
Ji Shu was both ashamed and angry: "You clearly know what I mean. If you don't explain it to me clearly tonight, I will never agree to it." After saying that, she turned her head away, her eyes instantly reddening, and tears welled up in them.
I'm not afraid of a beautiful woman getting angry, but I'm afraid of such a beautiful woman shedding tears.
Upon seeing this, Pei Yanzhi clicked his tongue and had no choice but to roll off her. This wasn't marrying a wife; it was marrying a tyrant!
Seeing that she was still sobbing, Pei Yanzhi turned to look at her and saw the tears sliding down her cheeks. He bent down and sucked the wetness clean.
Seeing that she was crying even harder, he stood up and sighed helplessly, "Since Madam showed it to me, it must have been with my permission. Let's go over the feasibility of each point one by one."
"We can't just sentence me to death from the start."
Hearing his tone soften, Ji Shu knew there was room for negotiation, so she sat up and said, "Alright, Lord Marquis, please take a closer look. If there's anything you find inappropriate, we can discuss it further."
"I've never seen a couple discuss the number of times they'll have sex each month behind closed doors," Pei Yanzhi muttered under his breath.
Ji Shu's face flushed. She knew this was illogical, but the two of them were not an ordinary couple. If they didn't make things clear beforehand, where would she go to reason with them later?
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