Chapter 126 Setting Rules
Moreover, whenever the two of them are in the same room, his eyes seem to want to devour her alive, and he has probably imagined countless ways to eat her in his mind.
He couldn't help but curse inwardly: What a persistent old man!
Pei Yanzhi examined the document closely by candlelight. After a long while, he said matter-of-factly, "There are no problems with what happened before. I am not the kind of person who would argue unreasonably. As long as you behave yourself, serve me diligently, and do not repeat what happened before, I can agree to anything."
Ji Shu had known this since she returned. After she was coerced by Wei Ziming, none of the servants in Yongning Lane escaped unscathed and were all implicated.
In his rage, he ordered each of them to be given twenty strokes of the cane, and even Lian'er was not spared, receiving ten strokes as well.
Thinking of this, she finally nodded silently.
He then added, "I have no objection to what you want to do when you go out, but there is only one condition: you must bring the guards that I personally selected for you."
As he spoke, he tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer into his embrace. "I never want to suffer the pain of loss again."
Ji Shu couldn't help but feel a slight tightness in her chest, her heart pounding uncontrollably as if gripped by something.
He seemed afraid she might overthink things, so his tone carried a hint of explanation: "I'm not sending anyone to monitor you, it's just that these are turbulent times, and even though Yang County is much safer than other prefectures."
"But—we still need to be careful."
There's an even deeper meaning: according to the information he received last night, Pei Xingjian had already rushed to Yanzhou three days ago and would likely arrive soon.
Given that boy's obsession with Shu'er, he would never let go so easily. Even though he is his father, how can he allow someone else to snore beside his bed?
Even if this person is his son, it won't work.
He tightened his grip on Ji Shu's arm, pulling her back to reality. She nodded; how could she not tell whether his actions were out of kindness or something else?
Pei Yanzhi picked up the letter and continued reading. His gaze fell on the last line, and he frowned, saying, "My only complaint is that it's only four times a month?"
Why were the three previous entries crossed out?
Ji Shu's teeth itched with rage. He was actually questioning her; she had no choice but to ask him.
She knew she would have her period every month, and originally she was thinking that it would happen every seven days, so three periods plus seven days would be just right.
When I first wrote it, I probably felt I had gone a bit too far, so I added another one, considering the extra one as compensation.
This is something that cannot be said, otherwise he will definitely take advantage of the situation.
She mumbled a few words and said, "Once every seven days, four times is just right."
After saying that, she couldn't help but pinch his arm and complained, "Every time after that, it takes me several days to recover. I'll be staying in the mansion for the next few months. I can't let others know that the mistress of Yanzhou is always sleeping and lying on the couch."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yanzhi's chest trembled, and he chuckled softly, causing her body to tremble as well.
He had no idea she had so many little schemes. He turned her head and forced her to look directly at him, his gaze deep: "Perhaps it's because you're still young. Your body needs to be rested. After another two years, you might be better."
"Twice a week, eight times a month, is the absolute minimum!" he said firmly.
Ji Shu's peach blossom eyes widened into almond eyes as she interrupted him: "No, four times a month is four times."
Pei Yanzhi squinted at him, her aura radiating from her, but she wasn't afraid at all. Ever since the incident at the Wei residence, she had vaguely guessed his thoughts and consciously exercised discretion in certain matters.
Seven times!
"no!"
Pei Yanzhi was practically fuming, and said, word by word, "Then six times should be enough, right?"
Ji Shu shook her head firmly: "No."
Pei Yanzhi moved closer to her face, their noses almost touching, their breaths mingling: "Fifth time, let's each take a step back, shall we?"
A smile finally appeared on Ji Shu's face. "Alright, then five times!"
Pei Yanzhi instantly realized that he had been tricked, and by a young woman at that. He was furious and immediately bit her cheek, which had only recently become a little plumper.
"Mmm—" A faint tooth mark was immediately left on the snow-white skin.
Ji Shu raised her hand to cover the spot where she had been bitten, glaring at him angrily. Did this man have some kind of shady fetish, enjoying biting people so much?
Seeing her puffed-up face, Pei Yanzhi couldn't help but burst into laughter. Ji Shu, dressed in light clothing, made a move to get up.
But he held her down, preventing her from moving. "Since we've already agreed on three rules, my wife must satisfy her husband tonight."
As he spoke, he began to tear at her clothes. His fingertips deftly untied the sash, and in just a few moments, when she was only wearing a silver-red mandarin duck hairpin, Pei Yanzhi gently gathered her up from behind.
Pei Yanzhi gently rested his head on her shoulder and kissed her tenderly. Ji Shu closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly like butterfly wings.
He lifted her slightly and she sat on his lap.
Ji Shu struggled to get up, but his iron-like arms held her waist tightly, making her unable to move.
At this moment, the window with the character for "happiness" pasted on it was half open, so people outside couldn't see inside, and people inside couldn't see the night outside the window.
A cool sensation, like the afterglow of a bath, seeped in and gently brushed against her swaying skirt.
"Don't do this..." Her face was flushed, and she felt that the effects of the wine from that afternoon had not yet worn off. Her hands were weak and she could not push him away no matter what she did. She could only watch his hands do whatever they wanted.
The red ribbon had been crumpled loose by him, hanging limply on her body, seemingly about to fall. Even though she had her back to him, she dared not make a sound.
Pei Yanzhi chuckled softly, picked her up and turned her around, taking a deep breath of the fragrance emanating from her.
At this moment, her hair was loosely tied up. Pei Yanzhi took out the hairpin that was holding the hairpin in place and casually threw it away with a "clatter". Her smooth black hair fell straight down and covered her shoulders and back.
Pei Yanzhi took a deep sniff, his hands still moving. Ji Shu bit her lip tightly, her fists clenched, and she weakly pressed them against her chest.
With a tormenting patience and an irresistible tenderness, she could hardly bear it any longer, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears.
"Ugh—" His throat felt broken and fragmented.
You could tell from her expression that she was very comfortable and happy. Pei Yanzhi pressed his hand against her sweaty forehead.
Even though the veins on his neck were bulging with suppressed rage, he still forced himself to endure it so that she could experience the pleasure.
He leaned close to her ear, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe, and asked, "Want to continue?"
Ji Shu was unaware of how alluring she looked at that moment; her red lips were slightly swollen, her cheeks were damp with sweat, and her eyes were hazy and weak.
Such a state of mind would likely move even a highly accomplished monk to tears, prompting him to willingly renounce worldly life.
Ji Shu couldn't push him away. Even though she was covered in a mess, it didn't stop him from whispering things in her ear that made her want to slap him, "Look at this..."
After saying that, he even lifted it up to show her.
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