48 Strong Kiss
◎Something hard was pressing against her belly◎
The game continued, and due to the power of the drinking chips, everyone at the table was embarrassed.
Wei Tingzhou, a light drinker, was already drowsy and slurred. Fearing he might pass out, Wei Tingshuang and her brother left first. Moments after they left, Wu Guanshu and the siblings Yan Qikuan and Qizhu also left.
Although Wei Ziyan had Yan Qizhen to block the wine for her, she still felt dizzy and could not bear it any longer, so she went back to her room to rest. Only Yan Qizhen and Yu Sugong continued to drink.
The two of them were already enjoying themselves. Yu Sugong looked at the blossoming garden and felt a sudden emotion: "My wife loves flowers too. It's a pity I didn't have time to create a garden like this for her."
Hearing him mention his deceased wife, Yan Qizheng was silent for a moment.
"You...really don't want to consider remarrying?"
Yu Sugong shook his head.
"It won't be the same."
"To put it bluntly, if it were someone else, would Captain Yan still be willing to build such a garden for her?"
Seeing Yan Qizheng remain silent, Yu Sugong smiled and raised his glass. "I'm sorry! I know Captain Yan and the young lady love each other deeply and are in perfect harmony. No one can replace them."
Yan Qizhen still didn't say anything, silently drank the wine, then continued to fill it up and drank another glass.
Noticing his strange expression, Yu Sugong pondered for a moment and guessed the reason: "Are you remembering Chao Fenglang's poem and still brooding over it?"
The way Wei Tingzhou looked at the lady was really too focused, and the five-character poem he wrote also seemed to have some ulterior motives.
"Zhuangzi dreamed of a butterfly, radiant and charming before a flower."
One is "Yanran" and the other is "Butterfly", both are related to wives.
"No." Yan Qizheng shook his head in denial, "He saved my wife's life."
"So you don't mind?"
Yan Qizheng shook his head again.
Wei Tingzhou regarded himself as Zhuangzi, so he certainly couldn't help but mind, but it wasn't to the point of being upset. He just suddenly realized that he was actually the same as Wei Tingzhou, silently watching the butterfly from behind, but she couldn't look back.
She couldn't see Wei Tingzhou.
Most likely, I can't see him either.
Only that person...
He thought of that person when Yu Sugong said "love each other".
The person who makes her wait for him regardless of everything is the one she really wants to "love and cherish".
Yu Sugong didn't understand, and it was too late for him. Even if he built a garden, if that person came back one day, he might still not be able to stop her from leaving...
It was inconvenient to confide these concerns to Yu Sugong, so Yan Qizhen had to change the subject. Before they knew it, they both drank too much.
Xu Ji was ordered to arrange a carriage for Lord Yu. When he returned to the yard, he saw the eldest master still sitting there alone, looking very worried.
"Master, are you still drinking?"
"Don't mind me."
The eldest son said not to worry about it, and Xu Ji didn't dare to say anything, but he would secretly come over to take a look from time to time.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, the eldest son seemed to be drunk and slumped on the table. Xu Ji hurried over.
"My dear, let me help you go back to your room to sleep. It's windy here."
"No...I don't want to sleep..."
Xu Ji had no other choice but to run back to the room and ask Aunt Lengxiang for a cloak, intending to cover the eldest son with it. However, he was pushed away: "I told you, I won't sleep!"
Leng Xiang witnessed everything. She returned to the room and saw Ping'er getting some hot water. She asked her if the young lady had woken up.
"Yeah, just got up."
A few hours ago, Wei Ziyan returned to her room, washed her face, and loosened her hair before lying down on her bed. When she woke up, the sun was almost setting. Qiu Luo stood by her bed, helping her get dressed. "Young Madam, you've slept quite a long time."
Wei Ziyan stretched and asked about Yan Qizheng.
"The eldest master is still drinking in the yard!"
Wei Ziyan was very surprised.
"Master Yu hasn't left yet?"
"Let's go! It's the eldest young master drinking alone." Qiu Luo's face was full of confusion. "At first we thought the eldest young master was happy because of drinking, but later we found out that he seemed to be drinking alone."
Drinking alone?
As she spoke, Ping'er brought hot water to wipe her face.
"Madam, Xu Ji said the eldest master is drunk. Would you like to go and check it out?"
Are you drunk?
Wei Ziyan was more and more surprised. She didn't even bother to comb her hair. She just wiped her face and hurried out of the room.
Sure enough, Yan Qi was still sitting in the courtyard, his head resting on the table. Xu Ji stood nearby, his cloak draped over his arm, a look of helplessness on his face.
Wei Ziyan walked closer and saw Yan Qi closing his eyes as if he was asleep, with the exposed half of his face flushed.
It's autumn now. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold if you sleep outside?
"The eldest master refused to listen and insisted on sitting here..." Xu Ji explained the reason in a low voice, "and he refused to let me cover him with this, saying he couldn't sleep, and now he's fallen asleep."
Wei Ziyan was silent for a moment, but it would be better to wake him up and let him go back to his room to sleep, so she put her hand on his shoulder and patted him gently.
"Yan Qizheng, wake up and go back to sleep."
After calling out twice, Yan Qizheng slowly woke up and opened his eyes. Wei Ziyan saw that he was staring at her in a trance, his eyes hazy, as if he had not yet woken up.
"Go to bed." She whispered again.
Yan Qizheng stood up, looked around, and raised the corner of his mouth suddenly: "It's not dark yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
“…”
Wei Ziyan was slightly embarrassed, but she could also tell that this man was probably drunk and talking nonsense.
"Why are you drinking so much?"
"A lot?" Yan Qizheng nodded, "It's a bit much... but I can still drink it..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at Xu Ji: "You... bring some more wine and food over, I will drink with the young lady."
Xu Ji's eyes widened as he looked at the young lady for help. Wei Ziyan heard that he was struggling to speak properly and gently advised, "You've already drunk quite a bit today."
Yan Qizheng shook his head: "But my husband and I haven't had a drink together yet."
“…”
Yan Qizheng said, and urged Xu Ji: "Go quickly!"
"Young Madam..." Xu Ji was in a dilemma.
"Go ahead." Wei Ziyan thought for a moment, then reached out and took the cloak from his arm. "Ask the kitchen to make some more hangover soup and send it over."
"yes."
Xu Ji took the order and left. Yan Qizheng smiled and looked up at her with a very happy expression.
Is that so? It was like a drunkard finally getting drunk. Just as he was about to put his cloak on him in silence, Yan Qizheng suddenly said, "Now you know to prepare sobering soup for me."
“…”
Wei Ziyan's heart trembled, and the movement of unfolding the cloak in her hand stopped.
She remembered that on the night of their wedding, he drank too much and Ping'er asked her if she wanted to prepare some sobering soup.
How could she have cared about these details at that time? But the words she had just given to Xu Ji came out naturally, as if naturally...
Wei Ziyan was still in a daze when Yan Qizhen suddenly stood up, took the cloak from her hand, and put it on her.
"I just woke up, don't catch a cold."
As he spoke, he combed her hair out from under her cloak and tied the ribbon, his movements gentle and considerate.
There's no one around now, so there's no need to pretend to be affectionate. Besides, he's drunk...
"Of course I believe what Big Brother says."
"He said he likes you, is that true?"
Yan Qizhu's words were still fresh in her mind. Wei Ziyan's heart skipped a beat. She didn't dare to guess how sober he was at this moment.
Xu Ji quickly came over with wine and food, wanting to stay and serve, but Yan Qizheng waved his arm and said, "No need... Today, it's supposed to be a feast for the two of us, so outsiders are not allowed to disturb us."
Xu Ji widened his eyes and watched the young lady's reaction again.
He had been with the eldest young master for many years and had never seen him drunk. He didn't expect that when he was drunk he would... speak frivolously.
However, after hearing Yan Qizhen's words, Wei Ziyan calmed down a lot. She believed that this man was completely drunk. Why should she bother with a drunkard?
"You should step back first."
Wei Ziyan dismissed Xu Ji, and the two sat down together. Yan Qi was picking up the wine pot, but his hand was unsteady as he poured the wine, and some of it spilled outside the cup. He didn't notice, filled it up, and held the cup over.
Wei Ziyan’s hands were also unsteady, so she quickly took it.
Yan Qizheng also picked up his wine glass, his eyes full of smiles: "Just touch your lips with it, don't drink it all."
He was drunk himself, but he was still worried about her not drinking too much. Wei Ziyan was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"good."
She followed his lead and took only a small sip, but he drank it all in one gulp and immediately refilled his glass.
"Eat some food first."
Wei Ziyan picked up the chopsticks, intending to pass them to him to pick up some food, but she didn't know how he understood. He moved closer to her and opened his mouth, waiting for her to feed him.
That’s all!
Wei Ziyan thought it was the behavior of a drunkard and picked up a piece of meat and fed it into his mouth.
Yan Qi was chewing the meat slowly in his mouth, but he kept tilting his head to look at her, with a smile in his eyes that seemed to be about to overflow.
Wei Ziyan wondered how embarrassed she felt being stared at. He looked so happy, so why was he drinking alone? Was Xu Ji mistaken?
"Drink slowly." Seeing him pick up the wine glass again, Wei Ziyan advised.
Yan Qizhen's eyes flashed and he put down the cup.
"Why don't we write couplets together? You come up with the first line, and I'll write the second line."
“…”
I didn't have the chance to play drinking games with him today, but now that I think of it, he really wants to do whatever he wants!
Wei Ziyan was surprised and amused. She had never seen Yan Qizhen like this before.
It turns out that a serious and upright person can become a little childish when drunk.
Afraid that she wouldn't agree, he added considerately, "Don't worry, I'll drink it whether it's right or not."
"Then listen carefully," Wei Ziyan thought for a moment and gave the first line of the couplet: "The moon moves the chrysanthemums, casting a thousand charming shadows."
"The moon moves, the chrysanthemum shadows, a thousand strands of charm..."
Yan Qizheng muttered the same thing twice, as if deep in thought. After a while, his pensive eyes suddenly lit up.
"The wind carries the cold fragrance for thousands of miles."
"It's neatly matched."
Wei Ziyan praised him, and he happily picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and then asked for more with great interest.
"Change the order. Instead of 'chrysanthemum', choose 'butterfly'."
Wei Ziyan's heart couldn't help but move.
“Why butterflies?”
"Ah..." Yan Qizheng sighed softly, his tone rather regretful as he spoke, "Didn't you love asking me to catch butterflies for you when you were little?"
“…”
It turned out it wasn't because of the bun she wore her hair today.
"You still remember something that happened so long ago."
"Hmm..." Yan Qizhen remembered it very clearly, even the disappointed look on the little girl's face after he rejected her was all reflected in his mind.
He raised his wine glass sullenly, and Wei Ziyan reached out and pressed his wrist: "Why are you drinking before I even make a choice?"
"Butterfly is not good, it won't come out."
"Why is it bad again?" Wei Ziyan was puzzled. "Is it because you didn't help me catch butterflies?"
"besides……"
Yan Qizhen turned to look at her loose black hair, and a sour feeling emerged in his heart.
"Butterflies are so easy!"
"Looking for colorful butterflies among the thousands of flowers, dancing gracefully in the thousands of scenes."
"Butterflies dance among the flowers, intoxicating the heart; the wind blows the petals down, intoxicating the fragrance."
Yan Qi was reciting couplets by himself. He drank a cup after finishing one couplet, and then recited another couplet after drinking one cup. After two cups, he was stopped by Wei Ziyan again.
At this moment, she realized that something was wrong with Yan Qi.
"Are you unhappy?"
Wei Ziyan suddenly asked the question, Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Happy, why wouldn't I be happy?"
"Then why are you drinking alone?"
"Who says a person just drinks alone?"
Being pushed back by him with a smile, Wei Ziyan suddenly felt a little angry: "Then you drink it alone!" After saying that, she stood up suddenly, but was grabbed by the wrist.
"Don't go!"
Yan Qi was holding her hand tightly, and his eyes looked at her with reluctance and were full of thousands of words, which made Wei Ziyan's heart soften again.
"If you don't want to answer, then don't answer. But don't try to evade me with half-truths, and don't tell me lies."
"Because I'm greedy." Yan Qizhen suddenly said.
"I don't just want to be happy today, I want to be happy every day in the future."
If she left, there would no longer be flowers blooming in the yard, and there would not be such a lively scene as today. How could he be happy?
Yan Qizheng stretched out his other hand, covered her palm, and inserted his fingers one by one between her fingers, interlocking theirs.
"Don't go."
Wei Ziyan seemed to understand the three words of You Ran's nostalgia, but also seemed not to understand.
The palm that held hers was hot, but he had also drunk a lot of wine.
"Are you... serious?"
"Really? I'm not lying to you... I'm feeling really dizzy right now, and I can't come up with a lie to you..."
I'm feeling dizzy, really?
Wei Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.
"Headache?"
"Yeah, I want to sleep." Yan Qizheng frowned.
"Who told you to drink so much?"
"you."
“…”
Forget it, why should she bother with a drunkard? She should just coax him back to sleep first.
"I have a gift for you."
Sure enough, Yan Qizheng's brows immediately relaxed after hearing this: "What gift?"
"Keep it secret for now. I'll give it to you tomorrow."
"Trying to cheer me up?" The drunk man actually saw through her tricks.
"Yes." Wei Ziyan admitted.
"Why should you make me happy?"
"If it doesn't make you happy, does it make you angry?"
"Wei Ziyan..." Yan Qizhen suddenly pinched her face.
The familiar action made him startled, and he couldn't remember whether it was a dream or a real thing. Two voices sounded in his mind:
"Still want a divorce? I'm telling you, don't even think about it!"
"Yan Qizheng, you're a big liar!"
Yan Qizheng shuddered suddenly, and his hands were not careful enough to control the pressure. Wei Ziyan hissed in pain and angrily slapped his hand away.
"Aren't you ready to sleep? Why are you acting drunk and crazy?"
"Feel sorry……"
Yan Qizhen shook his head, trying to keep himself awake.
There were two red marks on the fair cheek. Just as he reached out his hand, it was ruthlessly opened with a "snap".
"Go to bed!"
Wei Ziyan didn't intend to coax him with kind words. She simply grabbed his wrist and tried to pull him up. But when she pulled, it didn't work. Yan Qi was staring at her intently, his eyes as deep as a pool.
No matter how hard he tried, it still remained motionless.
Wei Ziyan was anxious: "If you don't get up, I will-"
"who is he?"
“…”
The sudden change of question made Wei Ziyan unable to react for a moment, and she had to swallow back the last three words "I don't care about you".
"who?"
"Who is the person you are trying so hard to wait for?" Yan Qizheng asked softly.
Until now, he didn't even know who the object of his jealousy was.
Wei Ziyan quietly let go of his hand, withdrew her hand, and unconsciously bent her fingers.
"He is not a nobleman, you wouldn't know him."
Not a high-ranking official...
Yan Qizhen smiled bitterly in silence. He was actually not as good as an ordinary man.
"Why... do you like him?"
Wei Ziyan remained silent.
"Don't want to talk about it?"
"No." Wei Ziyan shook her head.
Time has passed, and it is meaningless to mention him again. However, since Yan Qizheng asked, she didn't want to hide it anymore.
"He saved me twice at the stables and taught me how to ride a horse."
"I promised him that I would wait for him to come back."
It turned out that she learned horse riding from that man.
He had saved her once at the horse farm. Had she ever thrown herself into that man's arms like she had thrown herself into his? Yan Qizheng felt a surge of pain in his chest.
Why was he asking these questions? He was just asking for trouble. But he couldn't help but wonder about their past, wondering how much she loved him.
Yan Qi was picking up the wine jug when Wei Ziyan quickly snatched it from him.
"Don't drink anymore, you'll be really drunk soon."
"Why," Yan Qizheng grinned and stood up unsteadily, "Are you afraid that I might do something to you when I'm drunk?"
He would rather be drunk and mess around. Wei Ziyan's cheeks flushed at his nonsense, and Yan Qizheng's mouth curved even more sharply.
"Don't worry, I never get drunk. Unlike you, who would hold me tightly when you're drunk..."
Wei Ziyan blushed even more when he brought up that embarrassing incident for no reason.
"Stop talking!"
"You remember that too?"
"No! You're drunk and talking nonsense."
"Oh, then who said he wanted to be my husband and wife——"
Wei Ziyan quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth, but the hot breath from Yan Qizheng's mouth and nose sprayed on her palm, which was itchy and hot, so Wei Ziyan hurriedly retracted her hand.
"Wei Ziyan..."
Yan Qi was leaning close to her, his nose almost touching her face.
"Zi Yan..."
"You shouldn't..."
"Lie to me..."
The moment he finished speaking, a heavy head rested on her shoulder and he slid down.
"Hey—" How could Wei Ziyan hold a man? In desperation, she hugged his waist.
"Yan Qizheng, wake up!"
His entire body was now pressing on her, weighing her down to death.
"And he said he never gets drunk!"
Wei Ziyan had no other choice but to call Xu Ji, and together they helped Yan Qizheng back to his room. Xu Ji simply took off Yan Qizheng's boots and left, while Leng Xiang and the other maids hesitated to move forward.
"Young Madam, the eldest master usually doesn't let us get close to him, so I dare not make a move."
That’s all!
Wei Ziyan waved her hand and said, "Bring some more hot water."
"yes."
After giving the order, Wei Ziyan took off her cloak and turned to face Yan Qizhen, who was lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out. She felt a little helpless.
Where does the belt come from?
She reached out from the front to the back and finally found the opening. She pulled and tugged but couldn't get it untied. Wei Ziyan had no choice but to lean closer to take a closer look. Finally, she untied the opening, pulled out her belt, and then began to unbutton her clothes.
However, after unbuttoning the clothes, Wei Ziyan was at a loss as to how to take them off.
He had to use all his strength to peel off the two sleeves, but he couldn't push Yan Qizhen's heavy body.
Wei Ziyan panted and sat on the edge of the bed to slowly soothe the soreness in her hands.
"Young Madam, the water is here." Ping'er and Qiuluo each brought in a basin of water, and they both burst into laughter when they saw the scene on the bed.
"Still laughing? Help me."
"yes."
So, with the combined efforts of the three, Wei Ziyan finally pulled the two layers of clothes out from under Yan Qizhen.
Perhaps because the noise was too loud, Yan Qizhen hummed twice, then turned over and fell asleep again while hugging her pillow.
“…”
Wei Ziyan closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
That’s all!
Wei Ziyan kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, crossed the human barrier, knelt on the inside, pressed against Yan Qizheng's shoulders, and pushed him outward. Yan Qizheng, who was lying on the inside, slowly fell to the middle, revealing his entire face.
"Give it to me." Wei Ziyan stretched out her hand, and the two maids beside the bed immediately handed her a wet hot towel.
Unexpectedly, just as she got a handkerchief, the person under her suddenly turned over again. She quickly moved back, and Yan Qizhen resumed his previous sleeping position with half of his face buried in the sheets.
“…”
Wei Ziyan raised her hands and stood still.
An inexplicable desire to win arose from the bottom of her heart. Wei Ziyan used the same trick again, pushing Yan Qizheng to lie flat on his back. This time she learned her lesson and pressed half of her body on him, to see how he could turn over.
"Move." Wei Ziyan poked him on the forehead with a handkerchief.
No sleeping posture.
Poor drinking habits.
Don't know what's good for you.
While secretly criticizing him, she wiped his face.
Wei Ziyan leaned in closer, carefully sketching his facial features for the first time. He had a broad forehead, deep brow bones, a high nose bridge, and distinct lips. He was indeed handsome.
I used to think he had a bit of a fierce look, but now it seems he was just pretending. He was known for being tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Especially this mouth, which I thought was made of stone before, but now that I've touched it, I realize it's also soft.
“Don’t move…”
Two words as light as a dream whisper suddenly came out, and Wei Ziyan's hand trembled as she wiped his mouth.
“Don’t move…”
Yan Qizhen moved his lips again, and Wei Ziyan quickly withdrew his hand.
She still won't let me touch her? The savagery in her heart came up again, and she insisted on touching her!
Wei Ziyan was about to continue wiping his mouth when the person beneath her suddenly flipped over, toppling her over with him. Yan Qizheng once again leaned over, hugging the pillow and pressing down on half of her arms and legs!
Wei Ziyan kept her eyes open silently, feeling the heavy weight on her body.
Just don't move. Who wants to move you?
Wei Ziyan used the last of her strength to free her arms and legs, sat on the bed, and exhaled.
Ping'er and Qiuluo pursed their lips tightly, trying to suppress their laughter: "Young Madam, do you want to wipe it again?"
wipe!
This person's hand is still touching her pillow!
Isn't it easy to take action without touching others?
Wei Ziyan changed her handkerchief, grabbed Yan Qizheng's upper hand, and wiped it vigorously. After wiping one, she moved on to the lower hand. The pillow was in the way, and she tried to pull it away. Unexpectedly, he held it tightly, like a treasure.
Wei Ziyan puffed out her cheeks, put down her handkerchief, and exerted force with both hands, finally pulling out the pillow. However, Yan Qizheng's arms felt empty, and he grabbed at the air randomly, caught her arm, and pulled hard.
"ah--"
Wei Ziyan let out a soft cry and fell forward. Yan Qizhen hugged her in his arms like a pillow.
“Don’t go…”
The hot air sprayed against her ears, making her feel numb and itchy. Wei Ziyan shuddered violently! Her face was pressed against his neck, her chest against his chest...
Wei Ziyan blushed immediately. Could it be that Yan Qi was dreaming?
"Yan'er..."
"Yan'er..."
As she was speculating, she heard Yan Qizheng murmuring her nickname, as if he was deeply moved. Wei Ziyan's face flushed again and again, and she wanted to push him away anxiously.
"Yan Qizheng, let me go."
"Yan'er, be good, don't make noise..."
"……open!"
"If you make any more noise, I'll kiss you."
“…”
Wei Ziyan froze.
"You keep crying..."
"It's really giving me a headache..."
The sounds and images of that night at Guanyun Villa flooded into Wei Ziyan's mind, and her heart began to beat wildly, like a firecracker that had gone silent.
But Yan Qizhen was hugging her too tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze her into a meat patty, and she could hardly breathe.
In addition, one of his legs was pressing heavily on her, and something hard was pressing against her stomach.
Wei Ziyan began to struggle again.
"Yan Qizheng, let me go!"
"Still arguing..."
Yan Qizhen suddenly opened his eyes uncomfortably and kissed her forehead firmly.
Wei Ziyan: "..."
"Don't move..."
"Little ancestor."
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【Author’s words】
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