Chapter 31 How could he have fallen so low when his official duties hadn't even made any progress...?
Upon hearing this, Ji Wanyuan blinked in disbelief, looking at the man's handsome, almost otherworldly face. It seemed that... that was indeed true.
Although she no longer liked Wen Qiyan, he was still a "trophy" to her.
The spoils she gained after years of secretly competing with Lin Nianxi!
She knew that Lin Nianxi liked Wen Qiyan, and that she liked him secretly.
Fair competition is fine, but Lin Nianxi is not that kind of person; she often sabotages things behind the scenes.
For so many years, he has enjoyed competing with her, and Lin Nianxi is aloof and acts like a proper daughter of a high-ranking family. She especially likes to put on airs. If she only pretends to be herself, then it's not a big deal.
However, she always allowed the servants of the Lin family to unintentionally spread rumors, causing people in the capital to compare her with Ji Wanyuan. Ji Wanyuan was unfairly belittled and naturally resented it.
Actually, going back a long time, at the beginning, she was resentful of Lin Nianxi's petty actions of putting her down, but she didn't get too angry.
Lin Nianxi prides herself on being the most talented woman in the capital, excelling in poetry, lyrics, and prose. However, when it comes to horseback riding, archery, polo, pitch-pot, and chuiwan, she can easily handle it with one hand.
The reason she disliked her so much was because Wen Qiyan only spoke gently to her, which made her angry and jealous.
Thinking back to all the years she had pursued Wen Qiyan, always humbled and subservient in front of him, she had never received a kind word from him. He was too lazy to even speak to her, and when he did, it was always cold and sarcastic, designed to pierce her heart and lungs.
Why is he so gentle and polite to Lin Nianxi? He keeps calling her "Little Sister Nianxi".
snort.
This made her feel choked up, and she felt indignant and even secretly wiped away tears when she woke up in the middle of the night.
Lin Nianxi's maidservant once flaunted her attitude towards Wen Qiyan, who treated the two of them so differently. At that time, Lin Nianxi stood behind her, calmly waving her fan, which made Ji Wanyuan grit her teeth and hit her on the spot.
Even though she no longer liked Wen Qiyan, she was still angry when she thought about it.
Looking back now, putting aside the past, let's just talk about Wen Qiyan. He's no different from those superficial scions of noble families; they're all the same.
They all thought Lin Nianxi was noble and polite, and that a young lady from a prestigious family should be like that, while she was too unruly, too fond of showing off, and uneducated.
Thinking of this, Ji Wanyuan sighed. It was her own fault for being so stubborn. Why did she have to be with him? There were countless good men in the capital city who could replace Wen Qiyan.
"What are you thinking about, my wife?" She was laughing just a moment ago, but then she started sighing again.
"I wasn't thinking about anything." She looked away, avoiding his face.
Wen Qiyan, who was confused, was speechless.
She was looking at him very carefully, which made him even a little nervous.
Because Ji Wanyuan hadn't looked at him like that in a long time.
Although the infatuation in her eyes was not as intense as before, her gaze remained focused on him.
Wen Qiyan's face remained calm and undisturbed, but an uncontrollable tension was lurking in his heart, climbing up his internal organs and down his spine, causing him to unconsciously straighten his posture.
But he soon noticed that Ji Wanyuan was distracted, as if she wasn't looking at him seriously, but rather thinking about something else.
His slight frown interrupted her thoughts, and she sighed and looked away, without even answering him.
What is she thinking, or is she trying to see someone else through him?
Thinking of this, Wen Qiyan's already cold and aloof expression became even more frosty.
"..."
Ji Wanyuan could feel his unpredictable moods even as she walked beside him. It wasn't the first time she had noticed it, but she was too lazy to ask.
One could only guess that it might be because he cherished his younger sister, Nianxi.
She was so direct in saying she was going to take him there to show off, and Lin Nianxi's illness wasn't cured, so she might get even angrier.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but click her tongue inwardly.
Back in her room, after calming down, she couldn't help but worry that her excuse hadn't been good enough and that she shouldn't have acted so impulsively.
Would Wen Qiyan, who is so petty, go with her to the Lin family to upset his sister Nianxi?
Because of Madam Wen's instructions, the two of them should be allowed to "get closer" and Wen Qiyan should spend more time with her.
Ji Wanyuan originally wanted to rest in the inner room, but he followed her here. If they ended up on the bed, who knew if he would kiss her?
He openly sticks out his tongue and kisses her until she's breathless in public; what would happen inside the room?
So Ji Wanyuan stood still in the outer room. Wen Qiyan looked at her, but before he could speak, Ji Wanyuan sat down at the round table and sipped her tea, resting her chin on her hand.
After she deliberately finished a cup of tea slowly, he asked her if she was sleepy.
She couldn't say she was sleepy, so she shook her head like a rattle. Wen Qiyan saw through her little trick but didn't expose her. He then took her to the study.
Although the study was connected to the inner room, she hadn't visited it many times or stayed long since she married into the family. This time, when Wen Qiyan brought her to the study, she finally took a good look at it.
It was just as nice as her father's study, both being "old-fashioned" and filled with books and documents. The sandalwood shelves on all four sides were packed full of antiques, rare artifacts, and jade pieces, but even those were fewer than her father's.
He had originally asked her to sit at the desk, but Ji Wanyuan recalled the scene from the last time Wen Qiyan had put his arm around her waist and lifted her onto his lap.
She wanted to stay far away from him, so she went to lie down on a small tatami mat nearby.
This couch is really hard, so Jade laid out several soft goose down cushions for her.
But just as she sat down, Wen Qiyan told her to get up.
Ji Wanyuan was confused and thought he was just annoyed by her laziness, but to her surprise, he had someone move a chaise longue from the outer room for her to rest.
Having come to her senses, Ji Wanyuan was not moved. She perfunctorily said "thank you, husband" and then lay down.
Feeling utterly bored, she asked Wen Qiyan if she could take a look at the book next to her. He said yes.
Ji Wanyuan randomly picked up a book, but unexpectedly, she drew an ancient book. The language was obscure and difficult to understand, and there were some words she didn't even recognize.
She forced herself to stay awake, but was about to fall asleep when the man who was glancing at her out of the corner of his eye suddenly opened his mouth and asked her if she wanted to go back to the Ji family.
Almost instantly, Ji Wanyuan snapped out of her daze. She raised her small face and looked over, her eyes wide open like a kitten's.
"What did you say?" Why did he suddenly want to go to the Ji family?
Could it be that Wen's father entrusted him with some task, and since he couldn't get any information out of her, he wanted to use her to make connections with the Ji family?
Wen Qiyan noticed her reaction and paused for a moment while holding the pen.
Ji Wanyuan met the man's dark eyes, and she couldn't help but look away, even sitting up. "I...weren't we supposed to go to the Lin family tomorrow?"
"Why are you suddenly asking me if I want to go back to the Ji family?" What is he up to now?
Although Wen Qiyan didn't directly agree just now, in her opinion, it was already close enough, and he had tacitly agreed to go to the Lin family with her.
Even if Wen Qiyan doesn't go, she will still go often. After all, didn't Madam Wen say that she wanted him to spend more time with her?
She often went to the Lin family's house, and it would be strange if Wen Qiyan didn't go. If he didn't go, he would make him kneel in the ancestral hall! His knees would swell up and turn black and blue, and he would walk like a turtle.
He was secretly plotting something wickedly, but his face didn't betray him.
"My father-in-law is ill and has been absent from court for many days. Did you not know, my wife?"
Ji Wanyuan really didn't know. She frowned. "My father is sick?"
"Are you... are you telling the truth?" Her father had been ill for several days and hadn't attended court. Why hadn't she received any letters from home?
Ji Wanyuan looked at Wen Qiyan for a while, then left the study to ask about Jade.
The other party clearly didn't know about this either, so they asked the old lady to inquire.
Ji Wanyuan was still worried. Her father had always been in good health, so why did he suddenly fall ill?
Thinking of the deceased parents in the storybook, she felt terrible and didn't want to wait any longer. Regardless of whether Wen Qiyan was bluffing her, she ordered a carriage to be prepared and immediately said she wanted to go back.
She had just finished instructing the maid when she saw Wen Qiyan walk out of the study.
"I'll go with my wife."
Ji Wanyuan didn't want to, "My brother-in-law is going home the day after tomorrow. Didn't my husband take on the job of repairing the yard for him? You stay home and keep an eye on things. I'll go by myself. If my mother-in-law scolds you for not coming with me, I'll explain."
"Hmm, are you done?" The man's expression remained unchanged as he took a cloak from the side and draped it over her shoulders.
Ji Wanyuan watched as the man's long, jade-like hands moved swiftly before her eyes, tying the sash of her cloak.
"Let's go."
He took her hand again.
Even after she realized what was happening, Ji Wanyuan couldn't shake him off.
After getting into the carriage, she resisted the urge to wipe her fingers, puffing out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and said, "Don't hold my hand like that in front of others in the future."
"Why?" In the past two days, he has seen through her disguise more and more.
Ji Wanyuan's impatience with him was growing day by day, and her superficial gentleness and obedience could no longer be maintained.
Especially when talking to him in private.
"Because...it's broad daylight, the world is clear and bright!" she said, adding that it wouldn't be good if others saw it.
"Do you know how many people saw you kiss me that day? It even reached my mother-in-law's ears."
If word gets out that the Wen family went out into the world, people won't think that Wen Qiyan took the initiative, but rather that she seduced him.
Because this scoundrel has such a good reputation in the capital.
Wen Qiyan stared at her for a while, which puzzled Ji Wanyuan. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"Under the clear blue sky and bright sunshine, under the bright heavens and earth," he repeated her words, his tone laced with sarcasm, yet also subtly revealing a resentment that left her puzzled.
"When Miss Ji used to ambush me in the streets and alleys, why didn't she think about the clear blue sky and bright moonlight? When she tricked me into going to the teahouse, why didn't she consider what time it was?"
Ji Wanyuan, “I…”
Feeling choked up, Ji Wanyuan held back for a moment, but couldn't help herself; she had to speak up for herself.
"These are all old, trivial matters. Why are you bringing them up again?"
"Old stories? Does the past not count?" He stared at her face.
The woman in front of him was becoming increasingly impatient, and her aggressive, argumentative tone was irritating him.
They had only been married a short time and hadn't even had a child yet, but she already disliked him and even began to loathe him.
He couldn't understand why people's hearts could change so quickly.
Is it because you've obtained it that you no longer like it?
The younger sister in the family used to be like that. She really wanted a set of jewelry, but because it was a tribute item, the auction price was too high. Her father and mother wouldn't buy it for her. The Wen family has always been low-key. If they were to spend money lavishly for a set of jewelry, wouldn't they be just like the Ji family?
The younger sister didn't have much money each month, so she came to beg him. She followed him around for a whole month, pleading with him. When Ji Wanyuan found out about this, he wanted to use this opportunity to curry favor with his sister and get her help. Not wanting to owe her a favor, he eventually found someone to make this headdress for his younger sister.
When she first got it, she loved it dearly. Her maid said that she not only wore it all day, but even kept it on a small table next to her to sleep at night. She really liked it very much.
But in less than a month, her enthusiasm faded, she no longer thought about that face, and later she didn't even touch it anymore.
What about Ji Wanyuan? Has she been married to him for even a month? In her eyes, he might not even be as good as a decent person.
I'm not talking to you anymore.
Seeing Wen Qiyan's cold and unpleasant expression, she suddenly blurted out another sentence.
"Think whatever you want."
She's never been able to win an argument with him, so why waste her breath? It would only upset her.
"Heh," the man said coldly again.
Ji Wanyuan forced herself to endure it, not wanting to face him, and turned her back to him, leaving him with only the back of her head.
"..."
The atmosphere inside the carriage was not good, and the two did not speak when they got off the carriage.
He went down first to help her, but Ji Wanyuan bypassed him and called out to Emerald.
The maids noticed something was wrong, but none of them dared to speak.
As soon as Ji Wanyuan steadied herself, she ran home, not caring about Wen Qiyan's expression behind her.
The servants announced that the young lady had returned home. Madam Ji, who was in the kitchen watching over the medicine, rushed to greet Ji Wanyuan when she learned that she had arrived.
"My little darling, why did you suddenly come back?" I was just about to ask Wen Qiyan.
Then a tall, handsome man walked over and greeted her mother-in-law with humility and politeness.
"Yes." Madam Ji nodded.
"Mother, is my father sick?" Ji Wanyuan asked.
How did you know?
Is he really sick? Ji Wanyuan was very anxious. "Father has always been in good health. How could he suddenly fall ill?"
"Oh dear, didn't the autumn wind blow a few days ago? Your father drank some cold wine and that's why he caught a chill last night."
"Why is Father drinking cold wine for no reason?" Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but complain. "His alcohol tolerance is so low!"
Madam Ji was not on guard. She said, "It seems that one of your father's subordinates, who had served him for many years, suddenly fell ill and died."
Upon hearing this, the handsome man who had been listening silently behind him blinked, “…”
"You know your father is a man of great loyalty and righteousness."
“He hasn’t been in a good mood these past two days, so he took leave. It wasn’t a big deal, so he didn’t tell anyone. But you still found out and even came home.”
"You didn't tell me that Father was sick. Did you think that once I got married, I wouldn't be a daughter of the Ji family anymore?" Ji Wanyuan stomped her feet angrily and complained.
Madam Ji pinched her puffed-up cheek, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your father will be happy to see you back."
Ji Wanyuan felt a little better after that.
Prime Minister Ji was indeed happy to see his daughter return home, but remembering her rebellious behavior of refusing to eat or drink a few days ago, he put on a stern face and was about to scold her.
But when he saw his own daughter's red eyes and heard her call out "Dad" in a sticky, mushy tone, he couldn't hold back and blurted out "Yuan'er."
He beckoned to her, "Come to your father. It's been so long since I've seen you. You look a little thinner."
"How's your stomach?" Prime Minister Ji asked. "Has Qi Yan taken good care of you? Has he been bullying you?"
Wen Qiyan addressed him as "Father-in-law," and Prime Minister Ji glanced at him and nodded slightly in response.
"No..." Ji Wanyuan said reluctantly, but fearing that Prime Minister Ji would notice something was wrong, she quickly changed the subject and asked him how he was sick, whether he had seen a doctor, and what the doctor said.
Prime Minister Ji stroked her hair and said it was all good, "She'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Madam Ji said, "On the very first day of your illness, His Majesty sent the imperial physician to examine your father. He said there was nothing wrong, just that he had caught a cold and would recover with rest. He also prescribed some medicine."
His Majesty was indeed wary of the Ji family. His apparent concern was feigned; he simply wanted to see if Prime Minister Ji was truly ill.
After the first visit, the imperial physician stopped coming to the Ji family to avoid arousing suspicion. After all, it wasn't a serious illness, and frequent visits were not advisable.
Today, Ji Wanyuan suddenly showed up at the door. The Ji family should have been caught off guard, so it's unlikely that she was just putting on an act.
Prime Minister Ji's illness was probably caused by his trusted confidant who bit off his tongue and committed suicide.
He looked guilty, leaning against the bed, looking much older, with graying hair at his temples.
Wen Qiyan was initially unmoved by Ji Zhao's reaction, but when his gaze shifted downwards and he saw his wife with teary eyes, a sudden stirring of emotion arose within him.
She shed tears because of her father Ji Zhao's illness. Seeing her red eyes from crying, Wen Qiyan realized that at this moment, he himself actually wished Ji Zhao would get better.
If she gets better, Ji Wanyuan will stop crying.
"..."
She cried so ugly.
After watching for a while, he took a handkerchief from the side and handed it to her, intending to wipe her tears, but Ji Wanyuan took the handkerchief and wiped her own tears.
Wen Qiyan's hand, which had missed its target, gently touched her shoulder, patting it softly to comfort her and tell her not to cry.
"Father-in-law, you must take good care of your health. It's getting colder at this time of year, so it's not advisable to drink cold wine."
Seeing Wen Qiyan showing concern for Ji Wanyuan, she did not stand there indifferently.
The Prime Minister Ji's tone when he replied was much better.
"I drank too much, but I didn't realize that it would make my body feel hot and cause me to catch a cold at night."
"I'm really getting old."
Ji Wanyuan told him not to talk nonsense, "Father isn't old!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Dad isn't old. Dad is still waiting to hold his grandchildren!" He pinched Ji Wanyuan's red nose to stop her from crying.
"..."
Having made this trip, I now know that Prime Minister Ji is indeed ill, so it wasn't entirely fruitless.
Ji Zhao was very cautious, so he rarely spoke to him and never asked about court affairs. Instead, he talked about family matters, mostly about Ji Wanyuan's pregnancy.
After having dinner, the two stayed there.
Ji Wanyuan seemed unwilling to share a bed with him and wanted to rest with Madam Ji, so she had someone prepare a separate courtyard for him.
However, Madam Ji had to stay with Prime Minister Ji at night, and Ji Wanyuan was pregnant. She said she wanted to stay with him, but her offer was rejected.
At this moment, she reluctantly led him towards her boudoir.
Dragging along, incredibly slow.
"If you get tired, I can carry you, my wife." Wen Qiyan's words made her speed up.
Ji Wanyuan, who had strode into the courtyard, couldn't help but turn around and glare at him angrily.
Wen Qiyan looked at her without saying anything.
Upon entering the boudoir, he smelled a sweet, cloying fragrance emanating from the incense burner.
In addition, the further in he went, the stronger the faint fragrance emanating from Ji Wanyuan became in this area, which he could easily distinguish again.
This was the first time he had set foot in Ji Wanyuan's boudoir. It was luxurious and bright, and everything used there was expensive. The tables, chairs and benches were made of the finest wood, and they were comparable to the items used in the imperial palace.
Not to mention the ornaments and utensils in her room, which were basically all tributes. If he hadn't been so knowledgeable, he probably wouldn't have recognized them.
Wen Qiyan also noticed that the teacup she was drinking tea from was a tribute from a foreign region. There were only a few sets in the entire Liangjing. Even if there were, they were in the palaces of the Empress and the Empress Dowager. Ji Wanyuan actually had one.
Has His Majesty bestowed any rewards upon the Ji family? Does Prime Minister Ji have any dealings with people from other regions?
Seeing Wen Qiyan looking around her inner room, Ji Wanyuan felt as if her private territory had been invaded.
Even her brother rarely came to her courtyard, let alone other men.
Ji Wanyuan knew that her inner chamber was too extravagant, but she just liked it. She liked expensive things, which matched her status and also showed her parents' unique love for her.
I forgot to have someone clean up before I arrived. I hope Wen Qiyan doesn't use this as leverage to impeach my father.
She rolled her eyes and told him that many of the items in the inner room were fake.
"It's not that expensive."
The man's gaze fell on her small face. "Really?"
"Miss Ji would use counterfeit goods?"
Sure enough, he felt that her inner room was too extravagant.
Ji Wanyuan quickly explained, "Oh dear, since it's placed in the inner room and no outsiders come here, naturally no one will know whether it's a fake or not."
The man asked, "Has anyone been here?"
Ji Wanyuan disliked his questioning, but when it came to matters of the court, she replied, "We're family."
Prime Minister Ji, Madam Ji...
"Your brother came by?"
"Of course my brother has come." Many of the valuable ornaments were gifts from her brother.
Ji Lingyue, the adopted son of Prime Minister Ji, is unfathomable and difficult to approach.
He is the core figure of the Ji family. These days, Prime Minister Ji has been ill, and he has been the one handling everything. I didn't see him just now. Madam Ji only said that he was busy with something, but I don't know what he was busy with.
That man harbored deep hostility towards him, and had even visited Ji Wanyuan's boudoir. Although he was her sworn brother, there was a deep tension between them...
"Besides this, is there anyone else?"
Bystanders?
Ji Wanyuan was a little confused. "You..."
Besides his brother, isn't it him?
"Am I just an outsider?"
The man's focus surprised Ji Wanyuan; his tone was cold, and his expression was unpleasant.
"Uh...no." She forced an awkward smile. "You are my husband."
"Husband? I don't think my wife treats me like a husband at all." She started speaking coldly again.
This is the Ji family, and Ji Wanyuan couldn't bear to do that to him, especially since she's no longer taking the gentle approach.
She wanted to cause trouble for Wen Qiyan.
Only by arguing with Wen Qiyan can Lin Nianxi make him feel that she is understanding.
Wen Qiyan couldn't stand her shrewishness and arrogance, so he would spark a romance with the Lin family girl.
As for Lin Nianxi, she didn't even need to give any instructions or use her persuasive skills like she did with Cao Xin; Lin Nianxi would readily act pitiful on her own.
Don't people in the capital all say she's a woman who understands your heart?
Thinking of this, Ji Wanyuan's face instantly fell. "Wen Qiyan, what do you mean by that?"
Wen Qiyan remained silent, watching her begin to throw a tantrum.
Ji Wanyuan began, "You were being sarcastic and mean to me in the carriage all day, and now that we're home you're still picking on me. If you dislike me so much, why did you marry me?"
She wanted to talk about divorce, but she didn't explicitly say so.
"I'm picking on you?" he listened to her complaint. "How am I picking on you?"
"Didn't you call me an outsider first?"
Wow! This isn't even nitpicking.
Ji Wanyuan hadn't acted out in a long time, and she had been holding back her anger. She frowned and yelled at him.
“When did I say you were an outsider or a stranger? It’s clear that you are intolerant, petty, and you’re the one who’s nitpicking and beating around the bush, but in the end, it’s all my fault.”
Speaking of this, she deliberately scanned Wen Qiyan from head to toe with a critical and scrutinizing gaze.
Even though she was amazed by his outstanding stature and tall stature, she still acted as if she disliked and despised him.
"I've never seen such a sophistical and obnoxious man as you!"
Even though he knew she was doing it on purpose, his emotions still stirred when he heard the word "hate".
He said coldly, "I hate it?"
Don't you hate it?
"You're so unpredictable, always wearing a long face, either frowning or furrowing your brow. Do I owe you money?"
I knew before that she was very good with words, not only did she have a lot of fallacies, but she could also turn black into white, and she did so with a very confident tone.
Today, I witnessed something new again.
He stared at her without saying a word, his eyes dark and menacing.
If Wen Qiyan had argued with her, she could have countered his words, but she didn't expect him to fall silent and just stare at her like that.
He stared at her so intently that she got goosebumps all over, as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.
It wasn't exactly being torn to pieces, it was more like... being devoured?
Anyway, the point is to teach her a lesson.
Ji Wanyuan was a little scared. She choked on her words, put her hands on her hips and stuck out her neck. "Wen, Wen Qiyan, I'm warning you, this is the Ji family. If you dare to hit me or bully me, see how my parents deal with you!"
Would he dare to make a move?
If he were to lay a hand on her, it would be considered a mistake. In that case, there would be no need to go to the Lin family's daughter; her father could simply submit a memorial stating that Wen Qiyan had laid a hand on her, thus seeking a divorce.
Thinking about this, Ji Wanyuan felt more and more that she had taken the wrong path before.
Why should she always be subservient and suffer humiliation in the Wen family?
Wen's parents are elders, so she can tolerate it, but what about Wen Qiyan?
He should give in to her!
She should make a scene with him, make him so upset that he can't take it anymore, and that way she can force him to divorce her.
Thinking of this, Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but feel that she was being foolish, taking so many detours and making herself suffer for no reason!
At this moment, she was afraid. For the sake of her divorce plan, she endured the endless pressure from the man and stood on tiptoe even more, trying to make up for the difference in their height and not feel so short.
She said another thing.
"What are you looking at! What are you glaring at for! How dare you look at me like that? Tomorrow I'll have my father gouge out your eyes, chop them up, and feed them to you—"
Before she could even utter the word "dog," someone grabbed her chin and kissed her.
Waaaaah...
Her voice trailed off.
Ji Wanyuan wanted to call for help, but the maids beside her had all left when the two of them came in. At this moment, her voice was so weak that she could not possibly call the maids.
Ji Wanyuan was forced to retreat step by step by his pinching and kneading of her chin and cheeks.
Soon, the two of them fell into her soft quilt, his large hands protecting her waist, so she didn't bump into anything.
The curtains beside her fell down, casting a shadow in Ji Wanyuan's line of sight.
Ji Wanyuan felt increasingly panicked.
She was only thinking about how to provoke Wen Qiyan and make him hit her, but she didn't want Wen Qiyan to use such methods to hurt her.
It won't kill her, but it will leave her completely exhausted, and no one will think it's bullying.
Waaah, I made a mistake.
She wanted to speak, to tell him that she was pregnant and that she needed to call for help!
But he held her lips tightly and kissed her passionately, his tongue swirling and pressing against hers.
The sound of smacking one's lips and drooling was so obvious.
She reached out to pull on the jade hook of the curtain beside her, hoping to use it as leverage to climb up. Even if she couldn't get up, she thought that if she could at least pull it down and it crashed down, it would hit Wen Qiyan.
But just as her outstretched hand was about to touch the curtain, the man suddenly moved, grabbed her hand, interlocked their fingers, and subdued her.
Ji Wanyuan tried to call out, but couldn't utter a complete sentence; only the sounds of ambiguous kisses escaped her lips.
The maids had just overheard the argument between the two and were unsure what to do. They listened carefully to the intermittent sounds and then moved away.
Ji Wanyuan tried to speak during a moment of respite, but her plan failed. Wen Qiyan kissed her intensely, and before she could catch her breath, his kiss immediately blocked hers.
This time, he not only dragged and pulled her soft tongue, but even gently bit her.
Ji Wanyuan was truly terrified.
He bit her tongue.
Was it because of what she just said that he wanted to bite off her tongue?
Such gentle caresses, tears, and bites—is it to see where it's easy to bite, to measure carefully so that you can bite off her tongue in one go, without leaving any lingering residue?
Ji Wanyuan was genuinely frightened. The hand that wasn't being held was patting the man, but now she didn't dare to hit him anymore.
She does want a divorce, but she wants a clean and complete divorce, not one where she has to remain silent. Otherwise, she will definitely suffer from depression for the rest of her life.
Thinking of this, she instantly became more obedient, shrinking back as he kissed her.
She let the man enter and exit between her lips, stealing her breath, capturing her fragrance, and occupying her territory.
He left his mark on her territory.
Not only was she so obedient, but even when Wen Qiyan kissed her hard, she responded slowly in order to make herself feel better.
Ji Wanyuan's original intention was not to let herself fall into such a passive position, and she also wanted to take the opportunity to fight back.
But somehow it turned into them kissing.
Her hair had already become disheveled during the struggle, not only spreading out like ink in a painting, but some of it even stuck to her face.
Wen Qiyan's kisses grew heavier and heavier, and Ji Wanyuan could no longer bear it.
He held her delicate chin, kissing her until she kept looking up.
The candlelight illuminated the slender neck of the woman being kissed, revealing a fine sheen of sweat and some loose strands of silver hair.
She was quite embarrassed by his kiss.
If this continued, Ji Wanyuan felt like she was about to suffocate and die.
Finally, just as she was about to faint from exhaustion due to difficulty breathing, Wen Qiyan released her lips.
Ji Wanyuan opened her eyes, which were filled with tears, and breathed heavily. Her nose was red and her lips were swollen. She looked like she had been fiercely loved.
She looks utterly pitiful yet... decadent.
Wen Qiyan leaned over her neck, panting.
He was a little better than her, but not by much.
He deeply felt the fluctuations in his emotions, feeling particularly uncomfortable because of her words of dislike and her constant disgust for others.
He had always been clear that he loathed Ji Wanyuan, but at some point, he felt that this hatred, twisted from loathing, gave rise to a suffocating tenderness that entangled him and Ji Wanyuan.
The entanglement softened his long-standing resolute stance towards her. He could no longer coldly drive her away as before, and even began to care about her feelings, while hating her aloofness and her domineering nature.
How could she say he was someone else?
Ji Wanyuan is truly detestable; she turned him into this ridiculous and awful state.
He hated her, yet at this moment he wanted to stay nestled in the crook of her neck.
He couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart as he smelled the delicate fragrance emanating from her; he loved her scent.
How can dislike and liking coexist?
He was a little confused, unsure whether he liked it or disliked it.
He hasn't even gotten to the important business yet, how could he have fallen so low?
"..."
Ji Wanyuan calmed down after a while and was about to speak when the man next to her moved as well.
Realizing he was about to kiss her again, Ji Wanyuan hurriedly tried to speak, but before she could utter a single word, "Wen," she was kissed back.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't hold back her tears any longer; the tears that had been welling up in her eyes slid down her cheeks.
He saw her tears; her eyelashes were stuck together because of them.
He took her hand and brought it to him, wiping away her tears with the pad of his thumb, and then kissed her eyebrows and eyes.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but tremble, her eyelashes shaking even more violently.
She wanted to speak, but her lips were being kissed so tightly that she instinctively dared not utter a word. She had a feeling that if she opened her mouth, Wen Qiyan would kiss her down, making her weak and unable to say a word.
So, in order to make herself feel better, Ji Wanyuan remained silent.
His kisses landed all over her face, gradually moving down her cheeks.
Ji Wanyuan was really scared, but the man's movements were gentle, unlike the forceful kiss on her lips.
He would even look up to observe her expression before continuing.
As Wen Qiyan's kiss moved further down, Ji Wanyuan lowered her chin and glanced at him.
The softness on her chest was glistening with moisture, revealing a visible smoothness.
Her breath rose and fell.
But soon she couldn't think of anything else, because the man's kisses were getting lower and lower.
It had already reached her waist and abdomen, but it still didn't stop.
A terrible thought arose in Ji Wanyuan's mind, and before she could utter a sound, the man's kiss had already taken hold of her.
Her pupils suddenly widened in shock.
Her fingers gripped the blankets beside her.
Has he gone mad?
Where is he kissing? How can he kiss like that...?
Either she's gone mad, or Wen Qiyan has gone mad.
I never imagined that he would go to such lengths to please her, get closer to her, and obtain better evidence from her.
Doesn't he try to avoid talking about it?
Ji Wanyuan was still in shock and unable to recover.
Before she could sort things out, she was already too exhausted to think about anything more.
Wen Qiyan's "kiss" sounded awkward in a different setting.
She was especially timid when kissed.
How could anyone resist such a kiss?
Tears welled up in Ji Wanyuan's eyes, tracing down her cheeks before disappearing into the brocade quilt.
She couldn't help but make a sound.
"Wen...Wen Qiyan, please don't...don't...kiss me anymore."
It was so difficult for him to say that.
Her tone was so soft it sounded like she was being coquettish; even she herself found it endearing.
Trembling.
It was indeed trembling, not just trembling, but even shaking slightly.
Unable to touch him with her hands and unable to exert any force to resist, she began to try to kick his head with her feet.
But the man easily held her legs, preventing her from moving.
Well, now even getting up has become extremely difficult for her, let alone fighting against Wen Qiyan.
They can only be at the mercy of others.
Ji Wanyuan originally knew very little about matters between men and women. She had heard about them but had never practiced them. She learned most of what they were about from her cousin Qingru.
However, after her cousin Qingru married out of Liangjing, no one told her these things anymore, and she herself didn't dare to go to Youxian Courtyard, because the young men there were too clingy.
But she never expected that Wen Qiyan would stoop to such a low level.
How could he possibly lower himself with his handsome face?
Even kiss her, kiss her into the bloom of youth?
Unlike other parts of him.
Wen Qiyan's face was exquisite and beautiful. She had seen many different kinds of young masters from noble families in Liangjing, but none of them could compare to Wen Qiyan's face.
As the most distinguished young master in the capital, he was always aloof and proud, like the pine breeze and the moon reflected in the water, or the snow-covered branches of a mountain ridge—untouchable and unbreakable.
He lowered his head to kiss her, regardless of whether he was using her or not, no matter how clumsy or terrible his kissing skills were. He didn't understand why he kept running into obstacles, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Ji Wanyuan had to admit that while she was angry, she would put everything else aside.
She experienced immense pleasure, a truly delightful feeling.
"..."
But soon, a more tangible sense of joy emerged.
After some initial awkwardness, he quickly learned more about her feelings through her reactions.
He knew how to kiss her to excite her, make her face flush, and her eyelashes tremble, but not to make her feel uncomfortable.
Ji Wanyuan didn't want to get so agitated.
But Wen Qiyan's kiss caused her to shed a shower of rain.
Even though she didn't want her emotions to flustered, she couldn't help but tilt her head back, overcome with emotion, and burst into tears.
Even though Wen Qiyan dodged quickly, his handsome face was still somewhat affected.
He reached up and brushed away the stain that had accidentally gotten on his nose, then looked at it for a while.
Once she had finally calmed down, he calmed down a bit too.
Looking at her full, slightly parted lips, breathing heavily, Wen Qiyan lowered his head to kiss her.
Unexpectedly, she dodged it, and even said something disdainful.
"...You're dirty."
Wen Qiyan, "..."
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Author's Note: I'm here! [rainbow fart] I'm even happier today than yesterday and the day before because I received so many more nutrient solutions! [glasses]
Thank you, little ones! ~(≧▽≦)/~
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