Yi Ning was just over fourteen, petite and slender. She felt helpless as a lamb beneath his mountain-like weight. Forced into submission, unable to refuse, her lower body aching with a bursting pain.
She wanted to hit him, but he pinned her down against the corner of the bed. He pushed harder and harder, and at this moment he still remembered to ask her, "Do you still want to divorce?"
I want to, I want to, I have never wanted to! If I have to suffer like this in the future, I might as well get a divorce.
Yining was driven unconscious, but she still knew to respond with his sobs: "No... no divorce..." She cried in pain, it was so embarrassing.
Luo Shenyuan smiled, lifted her up, and sat her in his arms. The sensation was so intense that he didn't want to wait a moment longer. He couldn't help but push harder, pushing harder until she nearly collapsed. But her body was weighed down, trapped in a corner with nowhere to escape. After a long, heavy breath, he finished, unable to control himself and came again. Only then did he hold her face and gently kiss the corner of her mouth. Only then did Yi Ning open her eyes.
She saw that the usually indifferent Luo Shenyuan was breathing heavily, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his body temperature was still very hot.
The candlelight was dim, and Yi Ning, already not in good spirits, felt drowsy. Her hands were weak and powerless as she pushed them out, almost like a puddle of mud.
Luo Shenyuan held her in his arms, took her hand, and kissed it. His hand went inside, and her fragrance filled it. Her clothes hadn't been completely removed just now, and now seeing the beauty of her movements, his lower abdomen felt hot again.
But he was so carried away that he didn't pay much attention to her. After two times, that delicate part could no longer withstand it.
Luo Yining sat in his arms, feeling her legs being spread apart again. She said weakly, "Luo Shenyuan, come one more time... my life will end here..."
"Call me Third Brother," Luo Shenyuan corrected him. "I'm applying ointment on you."
A kiss landed on her forehead, as if to comfort her.
Yining felt the hand moving deeper and deeper, his breathing becoming heavier, and the hard object under his buttocks pressing against her again. She quickly pushed him away: "Third brother...don't apply it anymore, I'll do it myself!"
She rose from his embrace and tried to go to the bathroom to apply the ointment herself. She simply couldn't bear it any longer; she couldn't bear it any longer. But as she grasped the edge of the bed and tried to get out, her legs gave way to the pain, and she couldn't walk. She lost her strength and fell, but he held her against him.
"Not again." Luo Shenyuan grabbed her arm and helped her up. Because he was still aroused, he couldn't get too close to her. He only let her sit next to him, leaning on his shoulder, and he wouldn't dare hold her in his arms again. He had been so overwhelmed by desire that he couldn't help himself. Now, what had become of Yi Ning? She was indeed too young, her body too tender to handle sex, and he was particularly difficult to handle. If he hadn't been so aroused by her talk of divorce, he wouldn't have had sex with her immediately.
Luo Shenyuan promised, and Yi Ning felt relieved. The third brother was a strong-willed man, and he would definitely do what he promised.
This unexpected intercourse, forced and threatened, had her witnessing Luo Shenyuan's unfamiliar, lustful side, which was perfectly normal; he was a man after all. But aside from the thrill of pleasure when Luo Shenyuan comforted her, the rest of the experience was almost painful. It had left her with a shadow, and even before she could get a glimpse of him, she gritted her teeth.
She really wasn't pretending. Her past life couldn't compare to this. The physical differences in this life were too great! Yi Ning was originally small and only five feet tall. But Luo Shenyuan was six feet and two inches tall. Standing next to him, Yi Ning looked like an immature child.
After applying the ointment, Yining felt even more sleepy. She automatically crawled onto the couch and wrapped herself in the quilt, slumped over, unwilling to move. A bright red brocade quilt depicting mandarin ducks playing in the water was inlaid with a white lace border. Inside, there were bright red drapes with gilded hooks. This exquisitely crafted bed, two steps deep, had gold-woven gauze and crimson silk curtains draped over the hangings and canopies. The candlelight shone through, leaving a hazy view.
This should be the wedding night.
Luo Shenyuan suddenly thought that the candlelight might disturb her, so he went outside to put it out.
He didn't lie down to sleep until he came back, but she was lying next to him. Her fiery body couldn't cool down for a while, and after experiencing it, her heart became even more restless. He closed his eyes and pretended to be alone. They slept in separate blankets, and Yi Ning wrapped herself up like a silkworm chrysalis, but after a while, she became restless.
Yi Ning couldn't sleep well in a dark room, so she always left a light on in her lamplighter. The maids who served her knew this habit, but Luo Shenyuan didn't.
Silkworm chrysalis Yining struggled with her bedding, dreaming of a dark cliff, gloomy and deserted. She struggled again, and then she bumped into something soft, firm. It seemed to stiffen slightly, but Yining felt at ease. Perhaps the scent was so familiar. The dream faded, and the silkworm chrysalis Yining stopped struggling.
The next morning, the first light of the day came through the partition. Yining was still asleep when she was awakened by the creaking sound of a door opening.
She realized she was no longer in her original bed, but had tucked herself into Luo Shenyuan's blankets, hugging his strong waist and leaning against his chest. Yi Ning was startled because Luo Shenyuan was looking down at her. She jumped up, only to find her back ached and agonized. She remembered that no matter how much she refused last night, he had just held her down and ignored her.
Yining was a little afraid to look at him, so she turned her head and looked at the white light outside the window.
Luo Shenyuan stood up and dressed, the marks of her scratches visible on his sturdy back. A maid came in and helped him put on his unlined clothes, then his red silk robe, his official uniform, and finally his five-beam crown.
The two are already husband and wife.
When Yi Ning thought about it, she didn't know how to face it. Her eyes looked at him with more complex feelings. This was her third brother, a man, and really her husband.
Luo Shenyuan was going to the morning court today. He put on his court robes, walked over to Yining, and leaned over to her, saying, "Mother is worried about you, and Nan'er is always thinking of you. But I've already told you that you've been traveling so hard, so you shouldn't go to pay your respects until tomorrow. From now on... you're not allowed to talk about divorce, understand?"
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