Chapter 95, the Soup for Extinction.
Even the slow-witted Ji Wanyuan finally realized what was happening at this moment.
"You...you mustn't do anything rash." She was frightened by the dark turmoil in his eyes.
My first instinct was to say that she was pregnant, but I quickly swallowed the words back down. She wasn't pregnant at all! She had not only given birth, but she had also been out of confinement for a long time!
Waaah, that excuse doesn't work anymore.
After she recovered from childbirth, she and Wen Qiyan had an intimate relationship. However, at that time, he was still mindful of her health and didn't act too roughly, always showing restraint, just like when she was pregnant. But now...
Wen Qiyan was just arguing with her about He Xun's matter, and his gaze was incredibly frightening.
Ji Wanyuan was so frightened that she choked on her own saliva, but her eyes darted around and an idea suddenly came to her.
She originally wanted to suggest moving to another place, but Wen Qiyan was still caught up in his jealousy and probably wouldn't believe her, so she simply went along with his plan and did not stop his hand from reaching for her skirt.
She lowered her head as if to meet his kiss, but just as the kiss was about to land, she immediately took action. Taking advantage of the man's momentary lapse in attention, she tried to push away his arm, jump off his lap, and run away.
But the moment she moved, the man instantly regained his senses. He curled his thin lips into a knowing smile, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and easily pulled her back into his embrace.
This time, Wen Qiyan's control over her was even tighter than before, almost to the point of being airtight. Through her clothes, she could feel the warmth of his body and the power hidden beneath his well-defined muscles, ready to be unleashed. She felt like a lamb to the slaughter.
Her hands were wrapped around his shoulders, seemingly still able to move, but in reality, her every move was under his control.
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but feel her heart pounding.
The man holding her was admiring her expression, watching the turmoil that was impossible to hide on her small face.
From initially being arrogant and calling him despicable, he has now begun to soften his stance.
"Brother Qiyan..."
She started to play the victim again.
"Ji Wanyuan." He called her name.
"Hmm?" Ji Wanyuan was thinking about what nice things to say to get Wen Qiyan to let her go.
"Have I ever told you that you are really flexible and adaptable?"
"I'm not a real man," she muttered to herself, "of course I can be flexible."
"Um...we're in the study right now, so let's not do anything reckless, shall we?"
"What's wrong with the study?" His voice was cold, and if you only heard that sentence, you would never know what he meant.
Ji Wanyuan sat on his lap, clearly sensing his interest.
Waaah, it was terrifying to see him pressing against her like that. And Wen Qiyan's eyes were so deep and dark, it made her feel so flustered. She was already clutching his collar, completely at a loss.
The woman sitting on his lap had a full bosom, a slender waist, and long legs that dangled and swayed at her sides.
After giving birth, she took good care of herself, and the roundness of her small face did not decrease much. Even so, it still looked like the size of a palm. Her pretty features were lightly powdered, and her eyebrows were slightly raised, making her look both pure and charming.
"The study is an important place!" Ji Wanyuan reminded him that this was a place for discussions.
Wen Qiyan's expression shifted slightly. "Don't you want to try it here?"
"Aaaaaaah!" Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but scream inwardly upon hearing this.
"In no mood!"
How could he say something like that so seriously?!
Ji Wanyuan pushed against his chest, intending to force herself on him.
She knew that Wen Qiyan always had his bottom line and that he wouldn't hurt her.
But Ji Wanyuan didn't expect that he would grab her by the waist and turn her around, so that she was instantly facing away from Wen Qiyan.
"What...what are you going to do?" She gripped the edge of the table with both hands.
This desk is made of sandalwood and is very heavy. She can't push it. Since she can't push it, she can't escape from the front, and behind her is Wen Qiyan's chest.
A complete dilemma.
"Hold on tight." He stood up slightly.
These words seemed familiar. Ji Wanyuan had a vague recollection of them. It was on their wedding night that he didn't want to see her face, so he told her to turn around and hold onto the bed railing.
The beautiful scene before us is similar to that day, but the depth of our feelings is no longer the same.
"What are you going to do?" She turned her head.
Then I saw...!
Ji Wanyuan blushed instantly. "Wen Qiyan! In broad daylight!" How could he do this?
The man remained silent.
Ji Wanyuan only heard rustling sounds. She sensed that Wen Qiyan was gradually establishing himself in a place that did not belong to him, attempting to occupy it and leave his mark.
"So Yuan'er wasn't so indifferent after all."
Because he noticed.
Hidden from the public eye, the delicate, intricate weave is both gentle and... evidence of her deep emotions.
Ji Wanyuan's face turned even redder. Her two delicate wrists gripped the edge of the table, and if the tabletop hadn't been coated with high-quality lacquer, she probably would have scratched them.
She turned around, gritting her teeth, "Shut up!" This despicable dog of a man, all he knows is bullying her.
She was about to be devoured by him.
She looked down, unable to see much of the scene, but she could feel the man approaching.
She knew she was going to be completely taken advantage of by him here today, but couldn't he hurry up? She was willing to accept being killed or tortured, but what did he mean by being so slow and agonizing? Was he torturing her?
Waaaaah, Ji Wanyuan not only whimpered in her heart, but also let out a lot of sobs.
Hearing the sobbing voice, the man couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly. "Are you about to cry now?"
He said he hadn't started yet, and asked her what he was going to do later.
"You're so awful!" she said, adding that she no longer liked him.
Upon hearing this, the man paused slightly, pinched her chin, and examined her face for a while. So angry yet so vivid, he made her say it again.
Ji Wanyuan felt flustered under his gaze. She didn't dare to speak at first, but he moved closer with intense heat and touched her completely.
He was already prepared to bully her, so what was there that she wouldn't dare to say? If she were to be so cowardly, what kind of young lady would she be!
"I said I don't like you anymore! You're awful! You're so annoying—, um..."
Before she could finish speaking, he grabbed her chin and kissed her, instantly turning her angry words into ambiguous sobs.
He kissed her passionately, and she couldn't resist and soon began to show weakness.
One of the hairpins holding Ji Wanyuan's hair fell off with a snap as she tilted her head back and kissed him maturely. Her long hair instantly cascaded down to her waist.
Wen Qiyan's large hand reached up and pulled out her other hairpin, throwing it to the ground.
Ji Wanyuan was still thinking about her single hairpin with filigree dangling ornament, which she had specially asked her maid to put on her today. If Wen Qiyan threw it like that, it would probably break!
"I sob..."
She glanced at him briefly, reaching out to pick up the hairpin, but was forced back by his kiss, tears welling up in her eyes. Wen Qiyan paused slightly, brushing away the silver threads of blood from their intertwined kiss.
Seeing her teary-eyed, sniffling expression, I felt an urge to kill her.
The pause was only a moment, and Wen Qiyan continued to kiss him.
Ji Wanyuan felt his kisses growing heavier and more intense, and his usual restraint and aloofness were beginning to crumble.
With the safe delivery of her child and her postpartum recovery complete, Wen Qiyan no longer had so many concerns.
So scary, boohoo.
With her back to him, she couldn't even resist him. Her hands gripped the edge of the table, and his kisses completely drained her strength.
What else could she do?
Wen Qiyan embraced her from behind, one large hand supporting her waist, the other hand resting on her chest.
Ji Wanyuan tried to avoid his kisses, but she couldn't resist them at all; she was being thoroughly bullied.
Not only were tears streaming down her cheeks, but beads of sweat also appeared all over her body, making her faint, exotic fragrance even more intense and unsettling.
When the kiss ended, Ji Wanyuan was already panting heavily.
She was in a complete panic, especially above her heartbeat.
Her beauty, as pure and lovely as snow, was almost entirely revealed, and as the two kissed, it rippled like the water in a lotus pond, stirred by a gentle breeze.
Because it is so soft and gentle, it seems to be about to completely melt away, but it doesn't actually do, because it will still condense.
Ji Wanyuan sniffed, crying as she felt the man's caresses.
He was away all the time, tormenting her like this, making her feel his pain, and then asking her how she felt.
Ji Wanyuan was so weak that she could barely grit her teeth anymore.
She felt deeply that Wen Qiyan was shameless and asked him how he had become such a person.
He replied, "Isn't this what you wanted to know?"
"When do I want to know—"
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly remembered that a long time ago, she and her cousin Qingru went to Youxianju. There, she had seen some male prostitutes. At that time, her cousin taught her how to judge a man's physical appearance by whether he was "outstanding" or not.
She took a few sips of wine, unconsciously commenting on Wen Qiyan's face, and then said some things that weren't very pleasant...
At that time, Cousin Qingru also expressed her opinion, saying that she could not subdue Wen Qiyan, because Wen Qiyan's appearance, not only his physique, but also his aura was overwhelming, and her small body would definitely not be able to withstand it.
At that time, she didn't believe it and made a harsh statement, saying that one day she would definitely let Wen Qiyan know how powerful Miss Ji was!
Thinking of this, the man chuckled and asked her, "Weren't you going to show me something?"
Ji Wanyuan, “!!!”
At that moment, when he suddenly brought it up, Ji Wanyuan was stunned for a moment, and then felt guilty.
But she quickly realized that was all ancient history! How did he know?!
"You...you investigated my past?"
"Do these things still need to be investigated?" He neither denied nor directly admitted it.
The matter concerning him and Ji Wanyuan could not be kept secret in the capital. Even if he did not investigate, someone would deliberately inform him. Therefore, at that time, he knew everything.
At the time, he was indifferent and dismissive, but now he has tasted the sweetness and is even insatiable.
This hasn't even started.
Wen Qiyan moved slightly, lowered his eyes to look, and saw the place where he was wet. "Ji Wanyuan, are you a person made by Ningwu?"
She wanted to bite him; she cried and cursed him as a stinky man.
"If you want to kill me or torture me, then do it! What do you mean by torturing me like this?"
She couldn't take it anymore, it was so embarrassing, she could feel it even without him saying it; she was incredibly sensitive right now.
"So, do you... do you want to continue?" She started speaking haltingly.
"Are you urging me?" he asked her if she couldn't wait any longer.
Ji Wanyuan cried out, unable to bite him. After a while, Wen Qiyan's tormenting act finally ended, and then he began to truly "devour" her.
Ji Wanyuan felt that tonight's confrontation was going on for an incredibly long time.
She simply couldn't handle Wen Qiyan's power and force him to stop.
Was it because he changed their usual positions?
He didn't dare do this because she was pregnant before.
Now they've become completely unscrupulous.
She felt that the standoff had reached a terrifying level, but he didn't stop. Ji Wanyuan didn't know how much longer it would take for him to arrive.
She was so nervous and terrified. She lowered her eyes and cried out his name softly, asking him if it was okay, and if anything would go wrong.
He was amused by her and asked her casually, "What could possibly happen?"
"It's just...it's just..." Ji Wanyuan really couldn't say those words.
"I'm going to die." Waaah.
She was already thinking of begging for mercy.
"Yuan'er, you've seriously underestimated yourself." He told her not to be so nervous and afraid, otherwise, he would be the one to die at her hands.
Ji Wanyuan started making threats, "Wen Qiyan, I'll kill you as soon as this is over."
"It won't be over in a moment," he interrupted her again casually.
With a sob in her voice, Ji Wanyuan asked him how long he wanted to stop. Unable to scold him anymore, she softened her tone, "How about we stop here? Let's not go any further. We can do it next time..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly...
Ji Wanyuan's nails left long scratches on the desk, and not only that, everything on the desk was moved.
Her thoughts froze, and she was completely lost in thought. Before she could recover, the attacks became increasingly fierce.
This caused her to cry instantly.
It wasn't just crying because she couldn't bear it, it was crying because she was scared.
She cursed him, cursing him intermittently, cursing him with choked sobs, cursing him in a sticky, rambling way.
He smiled and agreed to each one.
"..."
Ji Wanyuan didn't know how much time had passed, only that when Wen Qiyan turned her around, she was completely exhausted. He allowed her to rest for a while, and then continued.
Ji Wanyuan felt a long-awaited respite, but not long after, she suddenly realized something.
"Wen... Wen Qiyan, you... you've stained me!!!"
She had almost forgotten about it; she was no longer pregnant.
If again...
She absolutely refuses to have any more children.
Once you've experienced that kind of pain and fear, you never want to go through it again.
She doesn't want to die, so there absolutely can't be any more.
Ji Wanyuan didn't even care that her legs were weak; she asked him what to do.
They immediately ordered someone to prepare a contraceptive soup.
Wen Qiyan told her not to rush.
"I...you only care about your own pleasure. If you get pregnant later, it's not like you'll be carrying or giving birth, so of course you won't be in a hurry!" She was really angry and scolded him.
Wen Qiyan cupped her lips and kissed them. "I have already drunk the medicine that will prevent me from having children."
Ji Wanyuan was stunned. She even forgot to care about the kiss. "When did you drink it?"
How could she not know?
"After you give birth." He didn't want to experience that heart-pounding feeling again.
If he could, he truly wanted to give birth for Ji Wanyuan, to bear the burden for her. But alas, he was a man, unable to give birth for her, unable to bear all of this for her.
Therefore, in order to eliminate future troubles, he directly drank the medicine that would prevent him from having children, thus solving the problem once and for all.
Ji Wanyuan was still in shock when Wen Qiyan continued.
For a moment, she still had some doubts, "You...you really did this? Or are you lying to me?"
"You actually think I'm lying to you?" He said he could find a doctor to examine her pulse in person tomorrow.
Ji Wanyuan's thoughts were somewhat scattered by him, and even with her lips tightly pressed together, she couldn't stop herself from humming softly.
"Why...why did you do this?" Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but wonder.
He... he actually drank the medicine that would kill off his heir. What's the difference between that and becoming a eunuch?
Even if there are differences, they are not significant.
Even though the Wen family still has Wen Yunqin to inherit the family line, he is too ruthless to himself!
"Focus..."
He suddenly jolted her awake again, and Ji Wanyuan's thoughts were scattered one after another, leaving her no longer able to care about anything else.
Just as it was about to end, Ji Wanyuan fainted.
Wen Qiyan pinched her cheek, kissed her forehead, and took her to take a bath.
"..."
When Ji Wanyuan woke up again, she was already in the residence of the Prefect of Yizhou.
When the maid saw that she had woken up, she immediately went to inform the Prefect's wife, Madam Ming.
The other party treated her very warmly, calling her "Young Madam" repeatedly and praising her for her beautiful appearance, saying she didn't look like a woman who had given birth at all, but rather a young lady from a respectable family.
Ji Wanyuan blushed slightly from the praise, and she chuckled, finding herself unable to resist Madam Ming's enthusiasm.
After washing up, she asked, "Where is Wen Qiyan?"
"The Grand Chancellor is discussing matters in the city hall. Now that foreign enemies are attacking, it is relatively safe here."
Ji Wanyuan remembered everything before she fainted, and her waist was still sore! That bastard Wen Qiyan, but then she thought of the infertility medicine that the man drank, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.
"Young Madam, don't worry, the Grand Chancellor will definitely return safely."
Ji Wanyuan nodded and hummed in agreement.
She first went to see her son, Lin'er, and then had breakfast. Madam Ming stayed with her the whole time, telling her not to be shy and to ask if she needed anything.
"I understand, thank you, Madam."
Madam Ming told her not to be polite.
For the next few days, Ji Wanyuan did not see Wen Qiyan, but he continued to send letters.
Ji Wanyuan settled down in the prefect's private residence. Life there seemed peaceful on the surface, but perhaps because they were in Yizhou, which was under attack from foreign enemies, the tranquil days were actually tinged with tension and stagnation.
For example, Madam Ming, who often comforted her, would occasionally reveal her worries and sorrows. Although she hid them well, Ji Wanyuan still noticed them. It seemed that Madam Ming was worried about the safety of Yizhou and her husband.
Besides, Ji Wanyuan was raised in the capital and never left. She was pampered from childhood to the present and could be considered to have no worries about food and clothing. Even after she got married, she had to pretend to be friendly with the Wen family. Life there was difficult, but... the Wen family never mistreated her.
Therefore, she could not imagine what it would be like to lack food and clothing.
Especially when something like this happens to someone around her, or to her.
That day, she got up earlier than usual. Without informing the maids at the prefect's residence, she took the people Wen Qiyan had sent her, went out through the side door, and went around to see her Lin'er.
Wen Junlin was still young. Although babies in swaddling clothes are active, they also tend to sleep a lot. After playing with him for a while and Wen Junlin fell asleep, Ji Wanyuan had nothing to do, so she went to the back courtyard to enjoy the scenery and relax.
The kitchen was right next to the courtyard. She never expected that she would hear two old women fetching water and picking vegetables sighing through the arched doorway.
The old woman said that the vegetables here are not enough, and Madam Ming has also sent a letter out. Why haven't the people outside sent any more? If they don't come soon, there will be no way to cook.
"We're lucky to have food here; I wonder what it's like outside."
"Speaking of which, that young mistress is the prime minister's legitimate daughter, and his only daughter, so we must not neglect her."
"If the outsiders don't deliver the food, how can we possibly cook a meal out of thin air? At that point, what else can we do but be lenient?"
The old woman fetching water looked distressed. "Now that the imperial court has abandoned Yizhou and foreign enemies are attacking, you have no choice but to close the city gates. There aren't enough supplies in the city to go around, and it's the dead of winter. Many people are starving and cold."
“This young lady, oh no, the young mistress of the Grand Secretary, has to have a full table of dishes on her table every day, arranged exquisitely and beautifully. Is this the life of a noble person? No matter when or where, she has no worries about these things.”
Ji Wanyuan listened in a daze, and then saw the old woman unable to hold back her tears as she spoke. She asked, "What if it really comes to that? I'm really worried that Yizhou won't be able to hold on and will starve to death."
She even said that it wouldn't matter if she lost her old life, but how old is her little grandson? If her little grandson has nothing to eat, won't he starve to death?
"..."
The two old women didn't notice her presence. They muttered a few words, washed the vegetables, and then left to enter the kitchen.
Ji Wanyuan, who overheard these words by chance, felt an indescribable mix of emotions. She stood there stunned, realizing that she had never thought about these things before.
All she knew was that there was a war in Yizhou, that her brother was attacking Yizhou, and that the capital, thousands of miles away, was also in turmoil, with the court in complete chaos and the situation unstable.
What she was always worried about was the safety of her own family. She didn't want anything to happen to them, but she forgot that everyone has a family.
With war raging, once it spreads, countless people will be displaced and starving, and those people will inevitably worry about the safety of their relatives and friends.
Looking back on her arrival here, the care that the Prefect's wife had given her was truly meticulous and exceptional.
Moreover, since leaving the capital and arriving in Yizhou, she has traveled to quite a few places. If we're talking about grievances, she hasn't really suffered any; at most, she was just confined to her quarters.
She had never experienced true life and death, hardship and suffering.
Therefore, it is unimaginable.
Hearing these words today was unexpectedly beyond her comprehension, so she stood there in silence for a long time.
It wasn't until Madam Ming realized she was missing that she was frightened and led her maid to search for her everywhere.
Seeing her so distraught, Madam Ming thought she was unwell and asked her with concern, "Young Madam, what's wrong?"
Ji Wanyuan looked at her face and noticed her slightly red eyes, which made her feel even worse.
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Author's Note: There will be random lucky red envelopes dropping in this chapter! [Exaggerated praise]
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