Chapter 69. He really liked how Ji Wanyuan depended on him and bossed him around...
Is this possible? Lin's father pondered.
Could Ji Zhao be using a diversionary tactic to send her daughter away? If so, to whom would she be sent?
Unable to think of anything for a moment, Lin's father asked, "Are you sure Ji Wanyuan isn't at the Wen family's house?"
Is it possible that he is still alive, but deliberately spread rumors that he has returned to the Ji family?
"My daughter is sure." Lin Nianxi said that the Wen family's inner quarters were very quiet, with only Wen Qingling and Madam Wen in the eldest branch, and Wen's father rarely came home.
With His Majesty busy "reversing cases and collecting money," and Wen Qiyan leaving the capital, the Censorate lost its helper, so Wen Ze naturally had to be busy.
"Does Father suspect that she was keeping her pregnancy a secret while staying at the Wen family home?"
Lin's father nodded solemnly, "After all, you've been spying on the Ji family for so long without getting a single clue. Ji Zhao is a very cunning person, and it's not impossible that he might let his daughter stay in the Wen family."
“If she were in the Wen family, she couldn’t have kept it from her daughter.”
Looking over, Lin Nianxi told her that she had secretly bribed several kitchen maids in the Wen family in preparation for any eventuality.
If Ji Wanyuan were in the Wen family, even if she were well hidden, she would still need to eat and drink. However, the Wen family's cooks basically never cooked for her, and there was never any sign of cooking in the courtyard where she lived alone, which was enough to show that she was not in the Wen family.
"Have you ever bribed any of the servants in the Ji family?" Lin's father asked.
“The Ji family is extremely vigilant. There are people watching inside and outside the house. Even the maids and servants in charge of purchasing are followed by people. I heard that those people are Prime Minister Ji’s confidants. My daughter is afraid of alerting them, so she doesn’t dare to make a move.”
"Prime Minister Ji's confidants?" Lin's father was shocked. Ji Zhao had actually secretly cultivated so many people?
It seemed he absolutely knew the court wanted to interfere with his daughter's pregnancy. This matter couldn't be handled directly; he still had to go through the Wen family. Lin's father secretly pondered this in his heart.
"..."
The following day, Madam Lin ordered many tonics to be prepared and, together with Lin Nianxi and a doctor, went to visit Madam Wen.
"You've been sick for so long and haven't gotten better. Have you seen the imperial physician for a thorough examination?"
"People from the palace have come to examine me and said that my illness is not serious, but it is slow to heal and I need to rest for some time."
"Every medicine has its side effects, and it's not good to keep taking medicine all the time."
"I heard Xi'er mention when she came home a while ago that you weren't feeling well, and she was very worried. So, my husband took it upon himself to bring back the doctor from our hometown. This doctor is very famous in the Linning area and has cured many terminal illnesses. Let him take a look at you."
"I hope you get well soon, then my good-for-nothing daughter will be at ease and won't nag me endlessly when she gets home."
Madam Wen smiled and glanced at the doctor waiting outside the screen, then looked at Lin Nianxi. "You're so thoughtful."
She then nodded in agreement to let the doctor from Linning treat her.
During the pulse diagnosis, both Madam Lin and Lin Nianxi were very nervous. Fortunately, after the diagnosis, the doctor said it was not a serious illness and that taking the prescribed medicine would make them better.
"Right?" Madam Wen looked at Madam Lin and Lin Nianxi's extremely worried expressions and smiled to reassure them, "I haven't been sick for a long time, and I was also exhausted a few days ago, so I suddenly relaxed. It looks scary, but it's really nothing serious."
With both sons having left the capital and Ji Wanyuan returning to the Ji family, the Wen family was unusually quiet. Wen Qingling was helping to manage all the household affairs, which allowed her to finally have some time to rest.
"That's true, it's good to go out and get some fresh air from time to time."
Madam Lin handed her a soft pillow, and Madam Wen sat up.
"I am very happy that you came to see me today," Madam Wen said with a smile. "Once I am well, I will definitely visit the Lin family and have a good time joking and laughing with you."
"It's alright, it's alright. Even if you can't come for the time being, I can come to the Wen family's house."
"Shall we have a meal together before you leave?" Madam Wen said, adding that she had already instructed the servants to prepare the food.
Mrs. Lin did not refuse.
In the time it takes to eat a meal, the doctor worked quickly, not only writing out a prescription but also preparing and leaving the medicine.
After the Lin family mother and daughter left, the old woman next to them asked Madam Wen if she wanted to take the medicine that the doctor had prescribed.
Madam Wen had a headache. "Eat it. Anyway, the symptoms he described are almost identical to those of the imperial physician, so the medicine should be the same."
Whether it was replaced or not made no difference in Madam Wen's eyes, it was just that the Lin family had gone to the trouble of finding a doctor to make this trip, and she didn't want to waste their efforts.
"Yes, I will have someone change her today." After saying that, the old lady praised Lin Nianxi a few more times, "It's just that she and our young master are destined to be apart."
Upon hearing this, Madam Wen couldn't help but pinch her brow, "There's nothing we can do about it."
"When it comes to marriage, even I, as her mother, can't change her mind. As you know, Qi Yan's heart is entirely set on the Ji family."
He was so infatuated with Ji Wanyuan that he started arguing with his mother, son, and father. If it were just him, it would be one thing, but he didn't expect Wen Yunqin to be the same way.
Mentioning the two of them made Madam Wen angry, and she couldn't help but cough. The old woman next to her quickly comforted her and helped her walk to the lotus pond in the courtyard.
As night fell, a dark figure flashed through Madam Wen's courtyard. The figure silently entered the sandalwood cabinet, took out an identical medicine packet from its bosom, and switched Madam Wen's medicine.
The news was quickly sent out by carrier pigeon from the capital. By the time it reached Wen Qiyan, the group had already settled in Qi County, Qingzhou.
After reading the letter, a cold smile appeared on his face. He used his palm to ignite the letter in his hand, watching it burn to ashes.
"..."
Despite the thick cushions in the carriage, and after traveling for a long time, Ji Wanyuan felt exhausted and uncomfortable. She didn't want to vomit, but her back ached.
Wen Qiyan carried her to bathe and cleanse her body. Not long after he placed her on the bed, he turned around and went into the inner room while he was dealing with some matters, only to find that she had already fallen asleep.
She didn't even want to eat dinner, and had to be helped up and fed to her mouth, her eyelids drooping lazily.
Wen Qiyan had already placed a small table on the bed, but she still wouldn't move or get up. If he urged her too much, she would get angry. Seeing her sleepy appearance, he dragged her and picked her up.
Ji Wanyuan wanted to curse, but she was too tired and had no strength. She leaned against him like a limp bone, murmuring against his chest. It sounded like she was cursing, but it was actually more like she was being coquettish.
Wen Qiyan had never realized that he was so patient with people, so patient that he was willing to serve her. Not to mention bathing her, wiping her hands and feet, washing her face and rinsing her mouth, he was now even feeding her.
The young lady being served was still unwilling, complaining that his chest was too hard and not as comfortable as a soft pillow, that the food he fed her was too full and she choked, and now she was complaining that the soup was too hot.
Despite the pickiness of the person in his arms, he felt no resistance or annoyance whatsoever.
I obediently removed some of the food from her spoon, blew on it to cool it down, adjusted her holding position, and fed it to her.
Seeing the person in his arms finally open their mouth and slowly chew their food with their eyes closed, he found it pleasing to the eye. He was completely satisfied with being treated like a slave, and his heart was overflowing with joy.
He really liked how Ji Wanyuan depended on him and bossed him around.
Ji Wanyuan's hair was too long. Whenever she moved, it would come from behind to the front, almost touching her mouth and covering her face. Wen Qiyan helped her brush it back.
Before long, her soft, black hair started to fall loose again. He frowned, holding her in one arm and taking a ribbon from the side to tie her hair up with the other.
My hand wasn't very dexterous, and I was afraid of hurting her, so I did the styling a little slowly.
She was unhappy and accused him of pulling her hair, asking if he was trying to bully her.
Wen Qiyan paused slightly and looked down at her. Her face was small, her eyes were closed, and her thick eyelashes cast beautiful arcs. Her cheeks bulged as she chewed.
He just smiled and didn't respond to her words.
After dinner, I rinsed her mouth and wiped her lips. I took the leftovers out and when I came back, she had fallen asleep again, hugging a soft pillow.
After finishing the business, it was already late at night. When he entered the inner room, he found that she was awake.
At first, he thought she was up to something, but when he asked, he found out she had just had a good night's sleep.
"Where have you been?" she asked him, sitting up.
"I'm busy with official business," he explained as he sat down.
"We still have a long journey ahead tomorrow, so you should continue sleeping," he said, going to take a bath.
But when she came out again, she found that she was still awake, even more so than before.
"Are you hungry, or is something wrong?"
The woman on the bed shook her head. When he sat down, he rubbed her head and was glared at by her.
Wen Qiyan lay down, grasped her waist, and pulled her into his arms.
This time, she had only been away from the capital for a few days, but she had already gotten used to resting in Wen Qiyan's arms.
Back in Beijing, she never wanted him to hug her. Even when they were intimate, they would separate afterward. Unless she was too tired to move, she would definitely struggle.
At this moment, she leaned against Wen Qiyan's chest and could feel his steady and powerful heartbeat.
Just listening wasn't enough, so Ji Wanyuan reached out to touch it out of boredom.
She only touched it twice with her index finger before he grabbed her hand, saying, "Don't touch it."
"What's wrong with bumping into me?" She propped herself up against his chest, the ends of her hair brushing against his abs, causing him to unconsciously tense up.
Wen Qiyan frowned as he looked at her, “…”
Ji Wanyuan belatedly sensed his interest. The man's gaze made her nervous. After a while, she looked away, snuggled into his arms, and remained silent.
He looked at her soft, swirl of hair and closed his eyes.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't fall asleep no matter what she did. She had been away from home for many days and was starting to miss it.
The past two days have been relatively peaceful, and no one has noticed that she has disguised herself and followed Wen Qiyan. However, the atmosphere is not good. Wen Qiyan and Wen Yunqin seem to have become enemies. He Xun appears to be trying to smooth things over, but in reality, he is stirring up trouble.
I have no idea what they're up to. The storybooks say that three women make a drama, but in her opinion, three men make a drama!
Ji Wanyuan kept moving around when she was bored. Although she didn't deliberately touch the man's chest, her movements inevitably aroused his attention.
Just as she was lost in thought, the man lifted her by the waist, moved her up, pinched her cheek, and kissed her.
A long-awaited kiss.
Ji Wanyuan let out a soft moan, instinctively trying to struggle and resist, but the man's tongue, which had just probed inside, withdrew. He looked at her, his voice low and deep.
"Don't shout, or you'll attract attention."
Ji Wanyuan tried to speak, but his fingers were pinching her cheeks, and her lips trembled but no sound came out.
He finished speaking and kissed her again, their lips and tongues intertwining. He drew her in his kisses, sucking on the base of her tongue and gently biting her lips.
As if to prolong the kiss, the man would make her catch her breath from time to time, and the pauses were longer than before.
In the dead of night, Ji Wanyuan easily heard the sound of the two kissing.
The atmosphere gradually turned passionate and alluring during the kiss. She felt she couldn't take it anymore, yet she inexplicably longed for it.
Ji Wanyuan's hand pressed against the man's chest, struggling slightly to break free from his kiss.
Although the kiss was abruptly interrupted, the lingering saliva and scents did not completely dissipate.
Ji Wanyuan gasped for breath, her voice trembling, "Isn't that...almost enough?"
She had barely finished speaking when the man grabbed her waist, pinned her down, and began kissing her.
This time, she didn't even whimper. She placed her hands between her legs, gripping his shoulders, her body completely hidden from his view.
Wen Qiyan's kiss was more ferocious than before; it was a suppressed desire finally being released.
Ji Wanyuan was already delicate, and she couldn't resist for long. Her eyes and the tip of her nose were red, and she whined to him that she didn't want to kiss him anymore, begging him not to kiss her. Little did she know that her behavior only made him want to kiss her more.
Unable to kiss her lips, Wen Qiyan moved to other places, first her eyebrows and eyes, then the tip of her nose, and finally her neck.
Wearing a mask for days had left some marks on her fair skin, which hadn't fully healed before being covered by the man's kisses.
The kiss landed on her chest, and Ji Wanyuan's voice trembled with sobs. The man's movements stopped abruptly, and his dark eyes turned to look at her.
She briefly came to her senses and realized where she was. Sniffling, her nose was red, as if she had done something wrong. She looked at him guiltily and raised her hand to cover her mouth.
Her rosy eyes were wet with a few tears, her eyelashes were damp, and her pupils were clear, making her look as cute as a kitten.
"..."
The men who were preparing to rest in the rooms on both sides heard the faint noise.
Although Wen Yunqin had never married or experienced such matters, he instantly realized, based on past experience, what kind of situation would produce such a sound.
My brother is a beast. She's pregnant, and he still has to make a fuss so late.
Even if he wanted to stop her, he had no right to do so, let alone avoid being seen and cover for her and her brother to prevent any trouble.
Thinking of this, his expression grew even more unpleasant.
He Xun, on the other side, was initially confused. He got up, frowned, and listened quietly for a while. He heard some faint, fragmented sounds and slowly realized what was going on.
Like Wen Yunqin, his expression was also very unpleasant. He also couldn't very well disturb him, since it was late at night and what would it look like if he went to knock on Wen Qiyan's door?
No wonder Wen Qiyan's people arranged his and Wen Yunqin's rooms on the left and right sides; it must have been intentional. They had planned this far, it was truly meticulous.
The man, who was being secretly criticized and despised by the two, was immersed in the warmth and softness of the woman.
Ji Wanyuan wanted to make a sound, but she couldn't.
Her slender, fair ankles trembled, her small hands clung to the man's arms, her nose was even redder than before, and when she couldn't help herself, she opened her mouth and gently bit the man's collarbone.
They hadn't even started doing anything yet, just a kiss, and she was already completely limp.
Wen Qiyan held the dewy liquid he had touched in front of her, "Ji Wanyuan, are you made of water?"
She naturally saw it too, and her eyes, brimming with springtime affection, delivered a soft, sharp glare to him.
The man chuckled softly, “…”
Do you want me?
When he asked her, his fingers were fidgeting, making her tremble even more.
"No... I don't want to."
Ji Wanyuan felt that he was saying those things on purpose, and she couldn't help but bite his collarbone again.
"Really?" the man asked again, trying to probe her.
Ji Wanyuan cried softly, but dared not cry too loudly.
"Wen Qiyan, I hate you."
Her tears rolled down her cheeks, fell onto his chest, and finally, as the man stood up, landed on her breasts, which were reddened by his kisses.
After saying that, he retreated.
Ji Wanyuan was stunned for a moment.
Why did he leave?
If this had happened before, wouldn't he have deliberately continued to bully her? How come she managed to shut him up with just one sentence this time?
She glanced at him, and the man stood up, propping himself up on his hands to meet her gaze, watching her eyelashes, wet with tears, forming clumps.
She cried so sweetly before it even started, making people want to bully her even more.
Wen Qiyan's kiss landed on the tip of her nose.
It flows down very gently.
This gentle, tender kiss was making Ji Wanyuan feel uncomfortable.
He was still taking advantage of her, not by forcefully taking her, but by seducing her.
Seduce her and make her admit that she wants him too.
Ji Wanyuan heard the clear sounds of kissing, and her heart was pounding. She reached out to push away the man who was leaning over her chest.
"Wen... Wen Qiyan, please don't kiss... kiss me anymore."
Her voice began to become intermittent.
But he continued, and Ji Wanyuan actually cried, tears and rain pouring down in an instant.
He approached at that moment.
He had her so infatuated that lust took over, and she became uncontrollably attached to and dependent on him.
"Ji Wanyuan, you are accepting me." The man's voice was deep.
She told him to stop talking.
He approached slowly, using a strategy of retreat as a means of advancement. For the first time, Ji Wanyuan sensed her impatience and disliked his slow pace, feeling that he was unwilling to give her a quick resolution.
What exactly do you want to do?
"You," he answered crisply.
Somewhat bewildered by her crying, Ji Wanyuan slowly understood, “…”
"When I get back to the capital, I'm going to tell my mother and father that you bullied me on the way."
"Do I have to say that too?" he asked again.
"I have to say it," she sobbed.
The man frowned slightly, appearing deep in thought, and said in a deep, sexy voice, "Wouldn't it be inappropriate to say it?"
"If you can do it, why are you worried about it not being good?" She's said that many times.
"How are you going to say it?" he asked her again.
"You mean that?" he suddenly asked.
Ji Wanyuan gripped his arm tightly, trembling all over, and couldn't help but bite him.
"Do I really want to tell my parents-in-law that I've been mistreating you like this?"
Ji Wanyuan cried, wanting to speak, but she had no strength.
She sniffled, her eyes brimming with tears.
Seeing this, the man lowered his head and kissed away the tears at the corner of her eyes. "...Do you want to say something, hmm?"
The man's deep voice penetrated her ear, tickling her so much that she shrank back.
He said in a low voice, "If I had to say..."
This made the man chuckle softly, "Alright, then tell me."
"I'll go and speak for my wife."
He kissed her again.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't dodge him no matter how hard she tried, so she could only slowly "nibble away" at him.
Having not been in such close contact for a long time, both of them unconsciously sighed.
The woman's cries were alluring, and the man's low, sensual breaths were sexy.
The sound traveled through the wall to the left and right, and those who heard it grew increasingly grim, their fists clenching tightly.
The sultry heat continued, and he asked her if she could move a little.
She cried and said no, but he started moving.
The man's movements were very gentle. Ji Wanyuan covered her lips with her lips. Her long hair was stained with tears and sweat, sticking to her cheeks and collarbone, and scattered on the soft pillow.
She covered her face with a soft pillow, sobbing silently, revealing her equally red ears.
He looked at her profile, brushed her long hair aside, leaned close to her ear, and kissed her.
"..."
Wen Qiyan's movements were incredibly gentle, and Ji Wanyuan could feel it.
She was satisfied without feeling any pain, not even her waist was sore anymore, she was just exhausted.
He spends most of his time taking care of her now.
He not only took care of her daily needs under the bed, but also in bed, catering to her emotional ups and downs, stopping when she was tired.
Although she sensed that he wasn't satisfied, he didn't continue.
Although such thinking is not good, it has to be said that Wen Qiyan is simply like the number one star attraction in Youxianju!
"you--!"
Before Ji Wanyuan could finish speaking, he gently retreated halfway, then abruptly left, leaving behind a wave of emptiness and discomfort.
He then pulled her into the bedding, and in the blink of an eye, Ji Wanyuan came to her senses. He had already put on his clothes, and although his exquisite and handsome eyebrows and eyes still showed some lingering desire, his expression had returned to its usual coldness.
"Don't make a sound."
The sounds of fighting came from outside, and Ji Wanyuan's heart panicked instantly. She tried to reach out, but found that she was wrapped up like a dumpling and couldn't reach out to pull him.
"Is...is there an assassin?"
"Mmm." He turned around and tucked the blankets around her, his fingertips gently stroking her wet face. "Don't be afraid."
Ji Wanyuan never expected that she would be assassinated as soon as she stepped into Qingzhou territory.
She was completely naked and pregnant at the moment, in case those thieves broke in.
He seemed to see through her panic and fear, and gently stroked her hair, telling her it was alright, "It won't happen."
"I'm here."
Ji Wanyuan felt the warmth of the man's large hand, and her inner panic and unease were indeed slowly being soothed.
"Then don't go..."
Alone and alone, she was truly frightened, especially in such a terrifying situation. Even though she wasn't involved in the assassination attempt, the sound of swords clashing outside made her quite panicked.
"Okay, I won't leave." He touched her face, trying to comfort her.
Even though the man said he wouldn't leave, she was still afraid.
After all, Wen Qiyan was fully dressed, while she was completely naked. Just in case, she told the man...
"I want to wear clothes..."
He thought Wen Qiyan would refuse, but she didn't. He pulled back the covers and took a dress from the side to put on her.
Ji Wanyuan felt the stickiness that lingered and spread.
Not only did she feel it, but the man who was helping her get dressed also felt it.
It even got on his fingertips.
Seeing this, Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but blush; she was both nervous and embarrassed.
"It's all your fault! You had to do it this way."
If it weren't for him, things wouldn't have come to this. If someone were to break in, she would not only be exposed, but she would also be too ashamed to face anyone.
The woman scolding the man had completely forgotten how she had just felt so good that she cried out.
The man being questioned indulged her, a faint smile playing on his thin lips.
"Yes, it's my fault."
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Author's Note: This is just the beginning of the main plot's conclusion; it's not finished yet, so don't worry! [laughing and crying emojis]
This chapter will still randomly drop 50 small red envelopes!
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