Chapter 63. She wants to divorce her husband.
Because of his anger, Lin's father spoke with great force.
Even if one had guessed it, hearing it from one's own father was a completely different matter.
Lin Sinian's expression changed, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
The emperor issued an imperial edict, so the Lin family had no choice but to comply, even if they didn't want to.
Lin's father, however, assumed he was frightened by the Emperor's edict. He sneered, took a sip of tea, sat down, and remained silent for a moment before speaking to Lin Sinian.
“Our ancestors were once the most prominent family in the capital, but since your grandfather passed away, our family has declined. It’s understandable that the Ji family has risen to prominence, since Ji Zhao has someone to support him.”
The Ji family is not to be underestimated, and in Lin's father's mind, Ji Wanyuan is just a daughter, and a naive to the point of being foolish, who can't cause any big trouble. Even though Ji Zhao has an adopted son, he is not his biological son.
"But what is the Wen family anyway?"
“Wen Ze’s official position is below mine, yet he is so highly valued by His Majesty. His son is also favored by the Emperor and has a bright future ahead of him. Now we finally have the opportunity to besiege the Ji and Wen families. It is a golden opportunity. As long as we get rid of them, our Lin family will become the number one family.”
Lin Sinian laughed, a laugh born of extreme anger. "Father, all you think about is seizing power and vying for influence. Have you ever truly opened your eyes to the current situation?"
"In recent years, the national treasury has been depleted, the court has been increasing taxes, and the cases in the Court of Judicial Review and the Censorate have been piling up. However, His Majesty is often absent from the morning court session, and even when he does come, he does not solve the problems of the court."
“If this continues, the government will inevitably collapse in a few years.”
"Insolence!" Lin's father slammed his hand on the table and pointed at him. "Shut up!"
"What do you mean by 'the collapse of the imperial court'? How can you just spout such nonsense?"
"Son just didn't expect that you've become so old and blurry-eyed over the years?" Lin Sinian pinched his brow, took a deep breath, and sat down.
Lin's father angrily retorted, "You and Wen Qiyan were classmates, do you think you're as good as him?"
Lin Sinian didn't respond to his question. "Father, I'll say it again: Miss Ji's pregnancy must not be touched, otherwise..."
Lin's father, however, didn't take it to heart and scoffed, "Otherwise what?"
"The Ji family is already struggling to survive, do you think the Wen family would dare to directly clash with our Lin family?"
After talking for a while, Mr. Lin calmed down a bit and said, "You keep bringing up Ji Wanyuan's pregnancy. Could it be that you've discovered something fishy?"
This is why Lin Ssu-nien dared not utter a word.
"His Majesty told me that Wen Qiyan has been close to the Ji family's daughter for a long time, but he has not made much progress in the mining industry in Youzhou. Recently, he has only managed to deliver some insignificant information. Could something have gone wrong?"
"You have a good relationship with him, have you noticed or heard anything suspicious?"
While asking questions, Lin's father kept staring at Lin Sinian's expression.
Lin Ssu-nien feigned indifference, "Father, I don't want to get involved in these power struggles between parties. I don't know the answers to your questions."
"I won't spy on Wen Qiyan for you either."
“This is His Majesty’s decree,” Lin’s father reiterated repeatedly.
"His Majesty's edict was not addressed to his son, nor was it issued publicly. Moreover, the Dali Temple is overwhelmed with matters, and his son has no time for it."
"You!" The anger that Lin's father had finally managed to suppress immediately surged up again, his face turned red with anger, and he coughed repeatedly.
Lin Sinian watched from the side, coldly adding a cup of tea and placing it over.
When Lin's mother heard from the servants that the father and son had started arguing as soon as they entered the study, and that it was a very unpleasant scene, she rushed over immediately.
Hearing Lin's father cough, he rushed in.
Upon seeing someone break in, Lin Sinian immediately became alert, but he did not let his guard down when he saw that it was his mother.
The fact that her father allowed her mother to eavesdrop and break in meant that her mother also knew about the Wen and Ji families, including Ji Wanyuan's pregnancy.
Thinking of this, Lin Sinian's expression grew even more solemn.
"Why can't the father and son talk things out properly, to the point that they've escalated to such a point!"
Madam Lin patted Lin's father on the back and scolded Lin Sinian, telling him to bow his head and apologize to his father.
He urged him many times, even bringing up how good he had been to him in the past and how hard he had worked to help him get into officialdom. Lin Sinian stood up, cupped his hands in a salute, and said that he should not talk back to his elders.
“Apologize properly to your father,” Madam Lin said, seeing the displeasure on Lin’s father’s face.
"My son doesn't think he did anything wrong."
Guessing that Madam Lin was about to bring up the matter of her upbringing again, Lin Sinian scoffed, "I have served the country and spoken up for the people in my official career, and I have never felt ashamed. If Father only wants me to pursue fame and fortune, or even to harm innocent lives, then I am afraid I cannot do it."
"Please take good care of yourself. Your son has matters to attend to at the Dali Temple. Farewell."
"Si Nian!" Lin's father coughed again in anger. Lin's wife called his name loudly, but he ignored her.
After a long while, Lin's father finally calmed down, and Lin Nianxi returned to stay by his side. She naturally knew what had happened at home.
Her eyes welled up with tears. "Mother... how could my brother and father have gotten into such a fight?"
Madam Lin didn't know what to say. Everything was fine, and it had even been out in the open, yet Lin Sinian was so opposed.
"Is it possible that our daughter's marriage to Brother Qi Yan is no longer possible?"
In recent years, her father's health has deteriorated, and his brother has established himself firmly in the court, carrying considerable weight in the family. Things he disagrees with are unlikely to be accomplished.
Thinking of this, Lin Nianxi couldn't help but wipe away her tears.
Knowing she would cry, Mr. and Mrs. Lin concealed the fact that Lin Sinian had mentioned her marriage beforehand; otherwise, they don't know how much more she would have cried.
“Your brother is just having a temporary lapse in judgment,” Mrs. Lin comforted her. “Besides, your brother and your father were just arguing about business; it’s nothing serious.”
"Really?" She had a bad feeling about it.
"Really." Mrs. Lin sighed and tucked the blanket around Mr. Lin.
Lin Nianxi then asked, "What about my daughter's marriage to Brother Qi Yan...?"
Mr. Lin had a headache. “Let’s put this matter aside for now. I’m too busy with official business. By the way, these are turbulent times, so you should go to the Wen family less often.”
After waiting for several days without any news, she heard that Ji Wanyuan had returned to the Ji family. Today, she went out to buy some tonics and was just about to go to the Wen family's door when her father said that she could not go. How could she then get close to Madam Wen?
Lin Nianxi's heart tightened. She was about to ask further when she saw her father's furrowed brows, so she decided not to bring it up again.
Changing the subject, she asked, "What about Ji Wanyuan's child?"
"Don't bring this up in public; it's not something to be proud of."
You can't mention getting married, and you can't talk about having children either?
Is she destined to be subservient to Ji Wanyuan for the rest of her life, suppressed by her?
"Alright, Xi'er, you must be tired from going out just now. Go and rest, let your father have some peace and quiet. I'll keep an eye on things here."
Lin Nianxi didn't say anything more and came out after paying her respects.
Once back in her courtyard, she could no longer contain herself and smashed the white jade cup on the table.
The maids beside her knew her temperament well and dared not openly provoke her, so they remained silent and trembling.
After being annoyed for a while, Lin Nianxi finally calmed down and told someone to clean up the mess on the ground.
“My father and mother won’t help me, and even my brother isn’t on my side. It seems I have no choice but to figure things out for myself.”
Hearing her say this, her personal maid was somewhat worried, "But Ji Wanyuan's status is no lower than Miss's. Besides, what if you make a move that alerts her and people find out?"
"Didn't the master and madam say not to act rashly for the time being?"
"Don't act rashly?" Lin Nianxi gritted her teeth. "When are we going to wait? Ji Wanyuan is already so far along in her pregnancy! She's aiming for six months!"
Are we really going to let her give birth?
She was already furious when she saw Ji Wanyuan's belly, and now that Ji Wanyuan had given birth, how could she accept seeing this bastard child who looked so much like the two of them?
Thinking of this, Lin Nianxi couldn't help but cry again.
She should have been the one to marry into the Wen family, but who knew that Ji Wanyuan would be so shameless as to drug Wen Qiyan and get there first.
After crying for a while, she stopped. A rough plan had formed in her mind. She beckoned to her maid and whispered instructions, "..."
As night fell, it started raining again.
The area inside the curtained tent was already incredibly stuffy from the very beginning.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but cry, whimpering as she burrowed deeper into the brocade quilt.
But the man on top of her tore off the quilt, grabbed her wrists, and controlled her waist.
There was nowhere for her to squeeze in; the only place she could squeeze in was into his arms.
Ji Wanyuan was annoyed and couldn't help but yell at him, "What exactly do you want to do?"
She thought her voice was loud and strong, but in reality it was weak and intimidating, which made the man smile slightly.
"Is Miss Ji in a hurry?" He liked to call her that even on the bed.
Ji Wanyuan's anger was reignited. She raised her eyes and glared at him, her eyebrows and eyes full of charming allure, making people's hearts burn with desire.
Wen Qiyan lowered his eyes and kissed her angry brows and eyes, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her body. It was originally very light, but because the curtains were drawn and the atmosphere was warm, it became a little stronger.
Ji Wanyuan felt weak in her limbs, as if she had completely turned into a puddle of water under the opponent's onslaught.
Moreover, Wen Qiyan hasn't even made his move yet.
He was just kissing her, showering her with kisses all over her body, and she couldn't resist.
Moreover, she found that after becoming pregnant, her body was more prone to numbness than usual. Although she didn't really like Wen Qiyan and was quite sure that she hadn't developed feelings for him, she didn't reject being close to him and even had a slight longing for it.
"I'm not in a hurry, I hate you." She raised her hand to hit him.
Wen Qiyan didn't dodge at all. Ji Wanyuan didn't have much strength, and she scratched his arms and neck like a cat, leaving obvious scratch marks.
It hurts, but the pain is pleasurable and refreshing.
He moved closer and made contact with her little by little, using the same trick again.
Ji Wanyuan was too delicate and tender, and coupled with her pregnancy, Wen Qiyan did not "hit" her as before, but only made little contact with her, which was then a bit irritating.
This slow, dawdling process didn't ignite any passion; instead, it caused the rain to fall.
Ji Wanyuan sensed that he deliberately led her astray at the end of each encounter, as if he was trying to satisfy her, but not quite.
Because he will soon be able to extricate himself from this situation.
He was really making her feel terrible by his back-and-forth teasing.
"Wen Qiyan, what exactly are you trying to do?" Her voice was already trembling with sobs.
"Tomorrow I'll tell my father and mother that you only bully me, and I'll ask them to help me divorce my husband!"
"Divorce?" The man's tone was low and dangerous.
The delicate young woman didn't want to hear that sticky, cloying voice. She gripped the soft pillow with her two slender wrists, covered her ears, buried her face in it, and cried out in a muffled voice, "Yes."
"I'm going to divorce you!" she sobbed.
"How are you going to divorce me?" He wasn't angry; on the contrary, he was quite interested. "Tell me."
"I'm going to write you a letter of divorce!"
"How do I write it?" he asked again.
Can you write?
This scoundrel actually mocked her academic achievements, saying she couldn't write anything.
"I asked my brother to write it for me."
“My brother-in-law isn’t in the capital.” He was still pestering her.
Ji Wanyuan had tried her best to hold back, but she just couldn't help it and a sound still escaped her lips.
Intermittent, babbling sounds, "ah. ah" and "um. um," even though the speech was out of tune, it was still incredibly pleasant to listen to.
Moreover, her tone of voice was controlled and guided by his movements.
This inexplicable connection filled him with excitement.
Because she wanted to hear, Wen Qiyan didn't make a sound, so Ji Wanyuan could only hear her own voice.
She felt so ashamed; how could she make such a seductive sound, let alone Wen Qiyan?
Even she herself blushed when she heard it, and felt like killing herself.
Waaaaah...
She couldn't help but cry, hurling insults and profanities at the handsome man on top of her, calling him a scumbag.
"Am I not a man?" he asked again.
"Yes, you, you are a... bastard, I hate you Wen Qiyan, why don't you just die."
While she was swearing, the man was caught off guard and fell into a trap.
Ji Wanyuan spoke in a high-pitched voice, her fingers clenching tightly around the soft pillow, revealing her flushed face with tears still on it.
Wen Qiyan pinched her cheeks and kissed her lips, stirring her soft tongue.
He kept sucking on her, "besieging" her lips and tongue.
Even though they've kissed quite a few times, Ji Wanyuan still can't stand his kissing style.
She pounded on him, sobbing, her delicate wrists trying to defend herself.
He thoroughly bullied her, inside and out.
When the long, intense kiss ended, Wen Qiyan was completely devastated.
Ji Wanyuan let out another sob.
He looked at her face, his eyes growing increasingly dark.
So cute.
Why is she so delicate?
He was so captivated by her that he couldn't take his eyes off her, and he wished he could die in her arms.
He finally couldn't help but gasp for breath.
A man's sexy, deep voice rang in her ear. Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but purse her lips. She was still getting used to him, and he was waiting for her to get used to him as well, without making any immediate moves.
"You're not allowed to call me that!" she yelled at him as soon as she caught her breath.
She tried to raise her hand to cover her ears, but the man grabbed her wrists and tied them above her head.
She forbade it, but he insisted on doing it anyway, even leaning close to her ear.
Now, Ji Wanyuan couldn't avoid it no matter how hard she tried.
She called him a slut, saying that it was one thing for him to act like that in the Wen family, but that he had even come to act like that in their Ji family.
His long, slender fingers pinched her chin. "Who taught you to say such things?"
"You've already done all that, what are you afraid of... Ah..." It was another unexpected action.
"Waaaaah..." she cried, before she could finish her sentence.
Tears clung to her eyelashes, making her eyes terribly red at the corners and her eyelashes stick together in clumps.
"Who is it?" the man asked again.
Ji Wanyuan felt that she hadn't gotten used to it yet, so she had to lower her head and admit defeat, "It was... Cousin Qingru who said it." She said in a low voice.
Where did you learn this?
Why do you have to keep asking?
"At..." thinking of that place.
Ji Wanyuan dared not say anything more, "There's nowhere."
He continued.
She clutched the soft pillow, but even holding onto his arm, she was still shaken off.
She saw the area above her heart disperse and then reassemble because of his movements, as if it were rippling into soft waves.
Not only was she watching, but Wen Qiyan was watching too.
Under the man's threat, Ji Wanyuan obediently told the truth.
"At...at Youxianju."
"You've been to this place."
Although Ji Wanyuan really wanted to tease him, she knew that she absolutely couldn't be stubborn or argue at this moment.
“No… no! It was my cousin Qingru who went and told me.”
"Really?" He said that he hadn't been there before, so he would have someone check it out tomorrow.
"Since I haven't been there, I probably won't be able to find anything out, don't you think, my wife?"
This petty, jealous man is always ready to throw a fit!
Since the two accidentally came to an end, Ji Wanyuan no longer needs to try to get information from him like before.
She thought she would never have to be a coward again, but who knew he had so many ways to make her dare not speak out against his anger.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling guilty?" he continued to ask.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't hold back any longer and bit the man's arm, calling him a bastard, but she could barely bite him.
The man chuckled, "Let it go for now, but don't let me know you went to this place again."
Lou Qingru is going back to the capital.
Ji Wanyuan used to be very close to her. Even though she didn't care much about the noble ladies of the capital, Wen Qiyan was still forced to hear of this person's name.
Ji Wanyuan gritted her teeth, her cheeks puffed out. She had no choice but to nod and hum in agreement.
The man smiled and slowed his movements.
He picked her up, and Ji Wanyuan's long hair swept across her waist and brushed against his arm, causing a ticklish sensation.
Wen Qiyan touched her long hair, feeling the smoothness of the girl's hair ends like water.
He realized that his affection for Ji Wanyuan was growing deeper and deeper.
He seemed to be captivated by everything about her, and felt that everything about her was different.
"..."
Ji Wanyuan was bullied to tears by him again.
It wasn't just those above who were crying; those below were crying too.
But before long, he continued.
She hugged the man's narrow waist, wrapped her arms around him, buried her head in his chest, and sobbed softly.
To be honest, Ji Wanyuan didn't really like this feeling of being out of control.
Because it was too pleasurable.
Based on this feeling, she couldn't help but reasonably suspect that Wen Qiyan must have secretly studied it in private.
Otherwise, how could he have made such rapid progress?
At this moment, she has no time to worry about these things.
She thought of something very important.
Having gone out with Wen Qiyan today, she had completely forgotten about this matter.
"Father..."
"What did you call me?" The man paused, raising his head slightly.
Ji Wanyuan, “…?”
Their eyes met, and through the girl's misty eyes, Wen Qiyan understood that she hadn't suddenly slipped up, but rather had something to say.
The atmosphere was tense for a moment before Ji Wanyuan held back and said, "Today, Father asked me if you deliberately leaked information to me and then relayed it to him through me?"
"Haven't I already told you about this?"
Is there?
Ji Wanyuan recalled in her mind.
So much has happened these past few days that she feels her brain can't keep up.
He reminded her of the time, on the rainy night when she had a nightmare.
Ji Wanyuan finally remembered.
The words Wen Qiyan said to her at that time were: "Ji Wanyuan, I have revealed so many secrets of the court to your Ji family. Don't you know whose people I am and which side I am on?"
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but purse her lips.
Even though I'm not entirely sure about Wen Qiyan right now and still have some doubts about him, who doesn't like to hear nice words, even if they're insincere?
She shifted slightly as he held her, and Ji Wanyuan slapped him, saying, "Can you please stop moving around?"
"I was afraid you'd feel tired." He put it quite grandly.
Ji Wanyuan pursed her lips to suppress a soft moan; her lips were already marked with teeth marks from biting them.
"What do you want to say to me?" In order to divert her attention, Wen Qiyan took the initiative to resume the conversation.
"The way you're sharing this information with me makes me think you're far too cunning." Her voice was soft, and if you weren't so close, you wouldn't be able to hear it at all.
"What do you mean?"
His cool voice was tinged with desire, and it sounded very pleasant even when he wasn't panting.
"You can even control and exploit the pleasures of love between men and women. Don't you think that's terrifying?"
Since she couldn't get around Wen Qiyan any other way anyway, she might as well confront him directly and see how he would respond.
But she never expected that he would say such nonsense!
"How profound, so profound?"
Ji Wanyuan had no strength left to appeal, and could only keep screaming "Ahhhhhh!" in her mind.
After a long while, he finally uttered a sentence: "Wen Qiyan, you are shameless."
The man, who had been scolded all night, couldn't help but chuckle.
"Miss Ji is skilled at managing her husband; I'm just stating the facts."
Who is actually controlling whom?
He's such an annoying man.
"Get away from me, I don't want to sleep with you anymore."
"I'll have someone write a letter of resignation tomorrow."
She's still bringing it up.
Wen Qiyan stammered several times, forcing out the tears she had been holding back.
"Are you going to take a break or not?"
She cried, stubbornly clinging to that one word, "rest..."
"Alright, I'll write it for you myself tomorrow."
Ji Wanyuan yelped and scratched his face. Fortunately, the man dodged quickly, otherwise she would have really scratched his face.
But it was close, because he didn't completely avoid it; Ji Wanyuan's fingertips scratched his side of the neck and chin.
He felt the spiciness, though he hadn't seen it, he knew it was broken.
Not wanting to upset her any further, Wen Qiyan said to her, "Ji Wanyuan, I need to clarify some things regarding your suspicions."
"Wh-what?" she asked weakly and irritably.
He brushed her wet hair aside and kissed the tip of her nose.
"I have no intention of taking advantage of you; I am simply going along with the flow willingly."
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Author's Note: La la la la, I'm here! [rainbow fart]
This chapter also features a random giveaway of 50 lucky red envelopes. Thank you everyone for your encouragement! [Glasses]
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