Chapter 209 Finally Admitted
Ji Shu was so angry she almost fainted. She turned around to call someone to bring in medicine, but Pei Yanzhi misunderstood that she was about to leave again.
He pulled her back, and Ji Shu fell onto his lap, her buttocks resting on his firm legs.
Enraged, she blurted out, "If you want to die, then die! Why drag me into it?"
Fortunately, although the wound looked frightening, it only pierced the skin and flesh and did not damage the internal organs.
Pei Yanzhi raised his hand and stroked her tender lips, his voice soft and deep as he asked, "Don't be angry with me. If I don't do this, how will you untie the knot in your heart? I'm not even afraid of death, so can't I let you vent your frustrations?"
The stench of blood gradually filled the study. Ji Shu remained seated on his lap, seemingly stunned by his words and unable to recover for a long time.
But in the end, she didn't abandon him and leave.
Pei Yanzhi sighed contentedly to himself and said, "After I've dealt with the Prince of Qin, shall we set off back to Luoyang?"
His expression was gentle. “By the time we return to Luoyang, it will be autumn. You have never seen Luoyang in autumn before. It is my son’s favorite season.”
Ji Shu didn't know if it was because of the bloodshed or because of the dream, but she closed her eyes and finally admitted that she cared about him, saying, "I can agree to let you go back, but I have conditions."
Pei Yanzhi held her hand and said without hesitation, "Okay, go ahead."
"Let alone conditions, I wouldn't mind if she took my life right now," he thought to himself.
“I will not believe a single word of what you did or said in the past.”
“I agree to go to Luoyang, firstly because of Qinghe, and secondly because you are the emperor, and I don’t want you to die in vain.”
Seeing the joy flash across his face, she continued, "But that doesn't mean I'll go back to the Luoyang palace with you. I'll just stay in the capital, Luoyang, and continue running Guangmintang, seeing patients and dispensing medicine."
"No matter what I do every day or what I do outside, you must not stop me. If I find out that you have other ideas, I will leave Luoyang again."
"We will never meet again in this life."
"good."
Pei Yanzhi answered decisively.
It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his resolute face, causing Ji Shu to momentarily lose herself in thought.
Now that the matter has been discussed, she tried to get up, but the two of them bumped into each other, and she could feel it.
Now that he had finally glimpsed her inner thoughts, the man was not about to let her go so easily. He lowered his head and took her lips into his mouth, licking and kissing them gently.
"I'll go... find you... medicine for your wounds." Ji Shu said haltingly, while the man hurriedly pulled out the jade belt.
He gently stroked her milky body, noticing her flushed face, and whispered in her ear, "This little injury won't kill you. Didn't you say I'm too old and can't do it? In a little while, Shuer will have to take the initiative."
"To prevent the wound from reopening, is that alright?"
As he spoke, he rubbed her all over, using his hands and legs, making her involuntarily straighten her back and close her eyes slightly.
They let him do whatever he wanted.
Pei Yanzhi's face, which had been pale, turned red, and his eyes stared at her with a dark intensity.
He didn't miss a single expression on her face, and when he saw that she no longer refused but instead acquiesced, he was delighted.
The kisses became increasingly gentle, pulling her slightly back; her mouth was already growling with hunger.
Pei Yanzhi pressed against her back, beads of sweat emanating from his chest, staining the bloodstains.
The man hugged her and leaned back slightly, staring at her as he said, "Shu'er, come here!"
He left her hanging like that, neither here nor there. Ji Shu looked at him in disbelief. The man forced himself to remain silent and simply pointed to his chest and the arrow wound on his back.
With a pained expression, he said, "Look at me now, how can I move at all?"
Ji Shu snorted twice.
She did as he said and clutched his thin garment tightly.
Sure enough, after a short while, the man let out a low, restrained gasp, his chest heaving as he whispered something.
September was approaching, the hottest time of the year, and an intense passion was spreading freely in the study. I don't know how much time had passed.
Ji Shu collapsed heavily onto his shoulder, fine beads of sweat dripping from her forehead onto the two of them, her delicate fragrance growing ever stronger.
The whole room reeked of blood.
Pei Yanzhi noticed her unusual behavior and couldn't help but chuckle. This was nothing, just an appetizer.
Her beautiful shoulder blades were stretched out freely, and Ji Shu had not yet recovered from the shock.
He leaned over her, and Ji Shu struggled to get up, but he held her firmly in place. He wasn't injured at all.
He was both angry and anxious to find that he still had such strength despite being injured, realizing that he had fallen into a trap again.
"Shu'er, are you feeling more comfortable?"
"You're... a liar..."
The "liar" hadn't finished speaking.
The man's muscular chest pressed against his back, his tone casual and unrestrained: "What did you say?"
"Um?"
He spoke with a threatening tone.
Her slender, fair fingers had been clenched so tightly they turned white, so the man simply placed her on top of him, in that position.
If someone were to look into the study from outside at this moment, they would only see a pure white cat being pinned down by a wolf-like body.
The pure white cat said weakly, "I'll never say you're useless again. It's me who's useless. I'm sorry..."
The tiger and wolf suddenly burst into human laughter, extremely unrestrained, as if they had been starving and suddenly become full.
His hand caressed that spot, his voice growing hoarse and deep: "I see you're not speaking your mind, so be it..."
It seemed as if the noise had just stopped, but soon it grew louder and louder, and there were also sounds of tables and chairs swaying.
Perhaps the table couldn't support their strength, because it started to creak.
After an unknown amount of time, as dusk fell, a voice came from inside: "Prepare water!"
The servants, without changing their expressions, carried water into the study, all lowering their eyes and bowing, not daring to glance at him at all.
Pei Yanzhi sat in the chair and let her lie face down on his chest. The wound on his chest had already been torn and closed again under the force of their movements.
There were bloodstains on the floor and the desk, but fortunately not much. He casually draped the clothes she had taken off over her shoulders.
Her body and legs were covered in his marks. She couldn't even speak at the moment. She was extremely charming and languid. Pei Yanzhi gently gathered her sweaty hair behind her back.
He bent down and kissed her forehead and cheeks, feeling so happy he didn't know what to do.
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