Chapter 10. Anyway, she didn't want this child anymore. ...
It was a sweetness he had never imagined, unlike the cloying, melt-in-your-mouth taste of pastries.
Wen Qiyan couldn't describe her sweetness.
In short, it was astonishing, and even left him somewhat bewildered.
Perhaps to verify whether the drug she gave him this time was stronger than the last one, with a greater aftereffect, which caused him to have a hallucination and thus make him taste sweetness in her kiss.
How could Ji Wanyuan be sweet? He simply couldn't associate that word with Ji Wanyuan, yet he had actually felt it.
Wen Qiyan probed even deeper inside.
He stirred up a storm between the lips and teeth of the tearful woman beneath him.
Out of anger, there was no pity whatsoever.
He intended to teach her a real lesson.
Only by frightening her and making her fearful will she dare not offend him again and again, and not try to do anything reckless in the Wen family mansion with her extremely foolish methods.
Ji Wanyuan felt the man's tongue, nimbly and forcefully sweeping across her lips.
They used a lot of force, just as much as the force used to restrain her wrists.
The kiss was so painful it hurt; it wasn't a kiss at all, but rather a gnaw, a tear, a bite.
Even though she didn't resist Wen Qiyan's cold, snow-like aura and scent, she still didn't want to kiss him.
Because his kissing skills were so bad, it hurt her so much!
The moment he entered her mouth, she immediately shut her mouth.
But he wouldn't let her succeed. He pinched her cheeks and with a forceful pull of his large hand, he forced her to open her mouth in an instant.
Ji Wanyuan did not think that Wen Qiyan was kissing her, nor did she think that it was a kiss that could be called a kiss.
Because he was completely reckless, relentlessly rummaging through her mouth, grabbing her tongue and even sucking on it, making her tongue numb.
If he goes any further, will he bite off her tongue? Chew it up? Is he trying to make her mute? To make her unable to speak anymore?
Thinking of this, Ji Wanyuan cried even harder, her whole body struggling weakly and helplessly.
But I was already tired today, and I hadn't eaten much, so I just stuffed myself with some cold pastries to fill my stomach.
She's pregnant, and she just had another argument with him, which took a lot of effort. It's already quite good that she's still awake.
At this moment, there is truly no one to turn to for help.
The girl beneath him began to wail and howl, then turned into sobs and whimpers, her breath coming in shaky, trembling sounds.
Last time, when the pain was too intense, she moaned like this, making people so irritable that they wanted to kill her immediately.
The sounds of kissing gradually drifted from inside the room; though faint, they were still clearly audible.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt somewhat at ease.
When a couple argues, they naturally make up before they get out of bed, since they already have children.
"..."
After kissing for an unknown amount of time, Wen Qiyan tasted the tears that had rolled down the woman's cheeks and into his mouth; they were salty and slightly dirty.
He snapped back to his senses and finally managed to pull away from her mouth.
For a moment I was clear-headed, and I couldn't quite explain how my thoughts suddenly settled down and I regained my senses.
But the anger and resentment aroused by the medicine in his chest had not subsided.
He looked down at her disheveled appearance with cold, handsome features.
Her eyes were red and swollen, her hair was messy, her cheeks were covered in smears, and her lips were swollen.
It's disgusting; this is the real Ji Wanyuan.
He's gone mad; he actually thinks kissing her is sweet.
Salty and dirty are the feelings she should evoke.
In short, it's about disgust.
Wen Qiyan further distanced himself from her.
At this moment, she no longer posed any threat to him.
His hands were still bound, he was having trouble breathing, and he could no longer speak. He could no longer say anything about tearing him apart, chopping him into eight pieces, and feeding him to the dogs.
Even her sobs were weak, making her look unusually pitiful.
He looked away, no longer looking at her face.
Because I feel really uncomfortable right now.
This medicine doesn't seem as potent as the last one. He only found out later that the last medicine was something that Ji Wanyuan, that idiot, had someone get for him to knock out livestock.
She only wanted to get things done, not caring about the consequences of spilling the entire bag of medicine.
By the time he drank that cup of tea and realized something was wrong, he was already powerless to retaliate.
Not only was my lust surging, but my internal organs were also being squeezed, feeling like they were about to explode at any moment. My heart was pounding so hard I could barely see anything.
Although this medication wasn't as strong as some people feared, it was still painful and uncomfortable.
He didn't want to look at her face anymore, afraid that he would really strangle her, so he pulled the blanket next to him and covered her face.
But she cried and said she was going to die, begging him to kill her and stop torturing her like this.
Anyway, she didn't want the child.
He then remembered that Ji Wanyuan was pregnant, and yet she was still trying to provoke him.
Who's really risking their life? Do they even have the nerve to cry?
Wen Qiyan pulled back the red brocade quilt and lifted Ji Wanyuan up, but she had no strength and couldn't stand up at all. She was as soft as mud and slid down, still crying.
Her long, flowing hair obscured her face as she wept bitterly, as if the sky had fallen.
She didn't want the child, but he did?
If it weren't for the Emperor's decree, who would marry her?
The matter has just begun, and it is indeed not advisable to kill her now. This child is still useful. If the child is lost, the Ji family will not let it go. After all, she is the apple of the Ji family's eye.
Wen Qiyan exhaled a deep, hot breath and held it back.
The veins on his forehead throbbed, and he slightly loosened his grip on her hand, placing it on the bed frame.
"Hold on tight," Ci Chen said coldly in a deep, hoarse voice.
Ji Wanyuan was angry. When she didn't move, he squeezed her wrist hard as a warning.
"Don't make me repeat myself."
The man's voice reached her ears, and Ji Wanyuan had no choice but to pitifully submit, tears welling up in her eyes.
Having gained a moment of relief, he gripped the bed frame tightly to keep himself from falling.
She had her back to him.
He approached.
At first, the rustling sound of someone untying their skirt could be heard.
She bit her lip, nervous and scared, her hands gripping the sandalwood bed frame tightly.
The man slightly raised his eyes and looked at her constantly clenching fingers, but did not notice that she was up to some restless little trick again.
"..."
Finally, I couldn't see her face anymore, and I barely managed to suppress the nausea in my heart.
But because they were so close, almost hugging Ji Wanyuan, they naturally smelled her scent.
It has a light, pleasant fragrance.
It was emanating from the back of her neck, like her natural scent, no longer the strong rouge he used to smell when she came close to him a long time ago.
Her clothes were mostly torn, and one shoulder was completely exposed.
He didn't want to look, instinctively resisting and averting his gaze, but as he glanced at her, he noticed a small, red mole behind the tip of her ear.
Because she was still a baby, Wen Qiyan didn't feel any bulging curve in her waist or lower abdomen when she supported the person in front of her.
Just like the last time they were intimate, she was incredibly slender, so delicate that she could be grasped in one hand. If one used a little force, one could cut Ji Wanyuan in half at the waist, killing both of them.
It's hard to imagine that a life is already being conceived.
As he moved, Wen Qiyan also noticed the spring scenery nearby.
His hand moved forward...
Ji Wanyuan neither wanted to nor dared to utter any more words, only letting out a few when she could no longer suppress them.
She still felt a lot of pain and fear, but nothing else.
She even developed feelings of dislike for the man behind her.
She felt that she had terrible taste before, so why did she fall for this man?
What's good about him besides his face?
It was as cold as ice.
Cousin Qingru is right. Wen Qiyan is as cold as ice and doesn't seem like the kind of person who would cherish women. Such a person wouldn't care about love and romance at all, and is even a bit arrogant.
She didn't believe it before, but now she does, and her belief is growing stronger.
Ji Wanyuan lowered her eyes and saw the pitiful softness, unable to escape under the Five Finger Mountain, almost being crushed.
Each time, before things can return to normal, the torment begins again.
It's already red; tomorrow it will surely turn green and purple.
She used to think Wen Qiyan was omnipotent, but now she thinks he's just so-so. His hands aren't that big, and he can't completely control her.
Even if he managed to hold her wrist with one hand, his other hand was still no match for the softness on her heart.
Lower your gaze further.
...So ugly.
Ji Wanyuan glanced at it disdainfully, snorted coldly, and looked away.
All his good looks are on his face.
"..."
She didn't know how much time had passed, but she really had no strength left, and her ankles were trembling.
The skin on my inner thighs was chafed raw, but this ordeal is finally over.
I really want to lie down and rest, but the bed is all dirty.
She didn't want to lie down.
She already had some dirt on her clothes, and she didn't want to make it even dirtier.
Wen Qiyan should be awake now. She secretly glanced at him and noticed that although his breathing was still unsteady, the flush on his cold face caused by lust was fading.
His clothes were slightly disheveled, but that did not diminish his refined and elegant demeanor.
Ji Wanyuan looked down at herself.
It's simply...unbearable to look at.
The man walked away coldly, just like that day, without even glancing at her.
Ji Wanyuan stared at him for a while, unable to help but mutter to herself.
He ignored her, so she would retaliate in kind!
Don't think she's still the same person she used to be, treating him like a hot commodity. Who cares!
So she couldn't help but huff and puff, forcefully turning her face away. Because she used too much force, not only did her neck twist and hurt, but she also almost fell over.
Ji Wanyuan, "..." couldn't help but secretly curse herself for her terrible mistake.
Wen Qiyan, who noticed her movements out of the corner of his eye, frowned.
Unable to see her expression clearly, he looked over and only saw the back of her head, and her long, fair legs that couldn't be completely covered by her torn dress, with his fingerprints still on them.
Seeing this, he paused slightly, frowned in disgust, glanced away, and walked away.
My fingertips twitched inexplicably.
When Emerald brought people in, she couldn't help but be startled. At first, she thought that Ji Wanyuan was using the same trick again.
After all, it wouldn't sound good if word got out that they didn't consummate their marriage on their wedding night. They had to go through the motions, right? There were members of the Wen family guarding the outside, and Ji Wanyuan was someone who cared a lot about her reputation.
It's obvious to everyone that Young Master Wen dislikes his young lady, so why would he obediently go through the motions?
Unexpectedly, the room was a complete mess.
Ji Wanyuan's wedding dress and bridal gown were torn to shreds, and her body was... a pitiful sight.
She kept crying out in pain when I applied the medicine to her chest.
"Please bear with it, Miss." Jade had already tried her best to be gentle, but Ji Wanyuan was still whimpering.
She muttered to herself, lying in the bathtub cursing Wen Qiyan as a bad person, a hypocrite, a degenerate scoundrel, a rotten turtle, and so on...
Emerald felt embarrassed upon hearing this and told her to lower her voice.
She lowered her voice, but the more she cursed, the more intensely she became.
After a while, as if remembering something, Ji Wanyuan suddenly opened her eyes.
"Someone drugged my drink today and framed me. Tomorrow, have someone send a message to Father and Mother to find out which little brat dared to mess with me. I'll make him regret it!"
She hissed as soon as she finished speaking, because the movement was too sudden and she had pulled her wrist.
Emerald quickly agreed and rubbed it for her.
At this moment, a young maid from the Wen family came in and said that the bed had been made again, and she stammered with her head down.
"The eldest son went to the side room and told you to... to rest by yourself."
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