On our wedding night, "Then you can hold me, but you're not allowed to tear my clothes..."
The light from the red candles in the inner room seeped in through the gaps in the half-open curtains.
Pei Xuanzhi felt a tightness on the back of his neck; she was holding his gold necklace and pulling him toward her.
The fragrance hidden in his skin and blood finally wafted out, but he never expected that the first person to be captivated would be her.
The fragrance was merely a seductive allure, not her true desire. He controlled the scent on his body using methods he had learned beforehand.
However, it was difficult to completely control the fragrance when it was first released, so he could only reach out and cover the curtains more tightly to prevent any leakage.
Because the curtain was a little far away from her, she actually grabbed the collar and tore him back.
He was choked and gasped for breath, collapsing onto the pile of brocade quilts, coughing as he clutched his neck and said, "Senior Sister Yan, please be gentle."
Yan Huanyue, half-asleep, climbed onto him and gently inhaled the fragrance emanating from his face and temples.
Pei Xuanzhi tried to get up, but she held him down firmly.
He could only lean against the layers of brocade quilts piled up behind him, his thin lips occasionally brushing against her soft, warm cheeks.
The tiny, cool jade beads on her earrings brushed against his lips, like floating feathers, tickling him all over, even his bones, with a hidden itch.
"Xuanzhi...you smell so good..."
She held the longevity collar around his neck, sniffing it lightly against his cheek, following the fragrance all the way to his ear and neck, forcing him to tilt his chin up and let her tease him.
Her nose brushed gently against his Adam's apple, which bobbed up and down, and her warm breath steamed his neck, which was gradually turning pink.
The person beneath her trembled, struggling to hold their breath, "Sister..."
Upon hearing this, Yan Huanyue looked up at his reddened eyes, seemingly unable to understand. She gradually stood up, supporting herself on her arms beside him, and looked down at his fair face with a hint of pink. Her gaze eventually fell involuntarily on his slightly pink lips.
It looks so sweet.
Although she was still a little dazed, she remembered to be polite and asked very courteously, "Xuanzhi, may I taste your lips?"
Pei Xuanzhi looked at the spring-like desire in her eyes from beneath her, his gaze involuntarily following the unclosed collar of her clothes, inch by inch, and then slipped inside.
After a moment, he suddenly came to his senses, slowly closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have smeared poison on my lips. If you dare to eat it, I will become a widower tomorrow. I will definitely stay by your side for the rest of my life. You can eat it without worry."
Yan Huanyue's muddled mind was no longer able to analyze anything, but in the end, her will to survive prevailed over the inexplicable greed that burned like wildfire.
She licked her lips, avoiding the danger, and said, "Oh, then forget it."
She reached out and poked his fair, rosy cheek again, asking in a confused tone, "What about here? Is it poisonous?"
"have."
She was easy to talk to, and her hot fingertips poked at the corner of his eye again, "What about here?"
"I'm poisonous all over."
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in both arms. He opened his eyes and saw her looking at him with longing in her eyes, her hands tightly gripping his arms to relieve the pain of not being able to have her.
Her eyes were filled with nothing but the utter greed, plunder, torment, and pain that arose because of him, so intense it could ignite everything.
Pei Xuanzhi stared blankly into her eyes, breathing in her scent.
After a long while, he raised his hand and gently touched the red ribbon in her hair that had fallen to his shoulder, stroking it gently as he murmured, "Sister, it's so unfair. You showed me this same way, but by tomorrow, you'll have forgotten it all..."
Yan Huanyue's face was flushed red with fever. She leaned down and hugged him tightly, her hot nose rubbing against his neck. Her eyes were filled with tears as she murmured, "Why did you put poison on me? Why won't you kiss me? Why won't you hug me? You're already mine..."
Pei Xuanzhi had never felt so powerless in his life.
He leaned against the brocade quilt, his thin lips pressed tightly together, looking down at her tearful eyes.
He eventually gave up struggling, reached out to help her close her slightly open collar, and said helplessly, "Then you can hold me, but don't pull my clothes."
Yan Huanyue turned her head and rubbed against his clothes, inhaling his cool, refreshing scent. She felt that his layers of clothing were somewhat heartless.
Pei Xuanzhi let her hug and rub against him, no longer caring about entanglement with her. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, his spiritual energy washing over the heart contract in his heart again and again. The power of the heart contract gradually seeped into his spiritual meridians, nourishing his body.
Since he could remember, he had never tasted such vigorous vitality. That tiny bit of spiritual connection almost brought out all the infinite greed and thirst for life in his heart.
He seemed to see his younger self kneeling on the ground, helping the young master copy books.
A bright red pomegranate rolled down to his knees, and he couldn't help but swallow.
The eldest son, who was reading a travelogue on the daybed, laughed heartily. "I brought this back from my cousin's wedding banquet. Everyone says it symbolizes many children and many blessings. Here you go."
“Ah Xuan, I heard that your clan is made for people to enjoy. I’m giving you this pomegranate. Remember my kindness. When you grow up, have many children so I can use them as gifts.”
He eventually smashed the pomegranate to pieces in a dark corner, its bright red juice splattering onto him, just like how he later smashed the eldest son's head...
A malevolent heat snuggled against her neck.
Just as she was about to steal a light kiss, Pei Xuanzhi grasped the back of her neck and pressed her back against his lapel, gently stroking her hair and comforting her with his eyes closed, "Sister, just bear with it a little longer."
She was very restless in his arms, and Pei Xuanzhi could only endure it.
After a long while, he heard her muffled and angry voice say, "This won't do, that won't do, I can't kiss you, I can't smell you, nothing is allowed, what good is a husband like you to me!"
Pei Xuanzhi opened his eyes and looked at the curtains above. He gently stroked her hair to comfort her, murmuring to himself, "Didn't you say you wouldn't mind...?"
As he said this, he released her, and Yan Huanyue immediately perked up like a little animal again, tilting her head back and making feigned movements to move closer to his face. Before she could get close, she was pressed back against his clothes.
After this happened several times, she became so amused and embarrassed that she buried her face in his clothes and whimpered softly.
Pei Xuanzhi pressed her head down and laughed heartily, but after a while, he suddenly coughed.
He coughed for a long time, and Yan Huanyue, whose head was still drowsy, struggled to get up and complained, "Let go of me, your voice is like a bellows, it hurts my ears."
Pei Xuanzhi pressed her head down, coughed a few more times, his voice still hoarse, but he smiled triumphantly and coughed again, determined to provoke her.
Yan Huanyue kicked his shin twice, and Pei Xuanzhi moved slightly while holding her waist as he dodged. Suddenly, his soul trembled and his vision went white.
His long, slender fingers gripped her clothes tightly at the waist, a blush rising from his fair skin, and he fell silent instantly.
Once he realized what was happening, he quickly placed her on the inside of the bed, took a talisman and pressed it on her body, then pulled a brocade quilt over her and wrapped her up in it before lying down with his back to her, fully clothed.
Yan Huanyue was immobilized by the talisman and couldn't move. She could only kick his leg with her toes and complain, "Why can't I even hug you? Xuanzhi... Xuanzhi... Pei Xuanzhi!"
Pei Xuanzhi let her kick him, his eyes still open as he stared at the red candles outside the wedding tent.
The fleeting pleasure he had just experienced seemed to leave an indelible mark, spreading comforting ripples throughout his body, even making his calves tingle with a tingling sensation from the light and heavy kicks.
He secretly moved his leg to a place she couldn't reach, blinked quietly, and felt a deep, indescribable sense of bewilderment welling up in his heart.
His reaction when he was kicked before was nothing like tonight's. He's not a dog that will wag its tail and plead for mercy no matter how it's treated.
He's not sick, he's sure of it.
Yan Huanyue grumbled for a while, then wrapped herself in the blanket and angrily scolded him.
He listened silently with his eyes open, and by the time he controlled the fragrance, she had gradually fallen asleep.
Pei Xuanzhi completely released his hand from his chest, and a few wisps of golden mist crawled out from behind him, tightly wrapping around her like vines.
One of the wisps of golden mist finally emerged, transforming into a fluffy golden raccoon. It glanced at him smugly, wagged its fuzzy tail, and crawled to her side on its four short legs. With its eyes half-closed, it contentedly rubbed its little head against her fingertips.
The kitten rubbed against the wall, twitched its ears, and purred contentedly...
Pei Xuanzhi didn't even need to turn around; he simply grabbed the kitten back with a stern face.
The kitten was so angry that it waved its four paws and howled, completely breaking up with him. Pei Xuanzhi ignored it, forcibly pressed it into his heart, and forcibly withdrew all the golden mist.
A moment later, his heart pounded, and he sat up, lifted the curtain, and walked out without looking back.
Yan Huanyue saw the charred bones again. She scratched her blackened face and said with a strange expression for the first time, "I gave my heart contract to Junior Brother Pei, but something's strange, isn't it?"
She nodded. "Yes, after I gave him the Heart Contract, I almost took advantage of his kindness to ask for something in return. It's strange, I didn't mean it that way at first, but... I inexplicably developed lustful thoughts. I'm afraid I might take advantage of him when he's not looking, and that won't do..."
Jiao Gu pondered for a long time before finally saying, "However, I gave him the Heart Contract, so I can consider it a sacrifice I have made for myself."
At dawn, Yan Huanyue opened her eyes and found that the bedding around her was already cold.
She couldn't remember how she fell asleep last night; she could only vaguely recall that her clothes were still unbuttoned after the heart-binding ceremony.
She immediately touched it; her clothes were neatly arranged. Suddenly, a possibility occurred to her...
Pei Xuanzhi had just entered the outer room carrying two dishes of vegetables when she saw her change her clothes and emerge from the inner room by lifting the curtain.
He stopped slowly and nodded politely, saying, "Good morning, Senior Sister. The food is ready. Please have some."
Yan Huanyue stepped out of the inner room and asked in a very casual manner, "Did you put out incense last night?"
The boy walked to the table and put down the two plates in his hands. "Yes, the fragrance has been successfully diffused. I must thank my senior sister for her heartfelt connection."
Yan Huanyue wanted to cover her face, but she held back.
She thought, there's no need to ask, really.
Just like last time, after that night, Junior Brother Pei never asked her what he looked like in her eyes back then.
"How do you feel about the change of heart contract?"
"It's much better than before, but I'm afraid I still need to rest and recuperate slowly."
Yan Huanyue nodded, but couldn't help asking a question, "Did I take off my clothes last night?"
Pei Xuanzhi replied, "No, after I controlled the incense, my senior sister slept very well."
"Oh...that's good."
The fragrance has dissipated, and the next thing that might come is a period of intense passion, which could arrive at any time.
As Yan Huanyue watched him set out the bowls and chopsticks with his head down, she suddenly felt a headache coming on, wondering if he could withstand that kind of torment.
Enchantresses rarely marry anyone to exchange heart contracts, because once a heart contract is exchanged, they are completely locked to that person's side. If they seek another person without getting the heart contract back, they will definitely suffer the backlash.
Yan Huanyue only hoped that he could recover as soon as possible, and if possible, that he could get through it with the help of medicine.
She sat down opposite him and ate some breakfast. The two, who had previously been able to chat for a long time, suddenly fell silent.
After finishing breakfast in silence, Yan Huanyue cleared away the dishes and said, "You rest a little longer, I'm going to the Broken Jade Waterfall."
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Author's note: You'll regret this later, kid. (Sighs and rubs forehead)
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