Chapter 166
"You're back." Yi Ning half-knelt in front of a small table, carefully tracing the pattern, preparing to make a pair of winter knee pads for Luo Shenyuan.
She dipped her brush in vermilion and said, "Third brother, come help me paint orchids. I can never get it right." The house was heated, but she wore a coat trimmed with rabbit fur and a pair of delicate white jade earrings. A shoe and sock lay casually on the edge of the bed, giving off a casual air of life.
Luo Shenyuan walked over, approached her from behind, and took the pen from her hand: "Where do you want to draw it?"
He almost held her in his arms. Although they were already husband and wife, they didn't often get this close to each other.
Yi Ning held her breath slightly. She pointed to the painting, and he leaned down even further, his body smelling of the cold outside. With one hand, leaning against the edge of the table, he added the orchid with a few simple strokes.
"Is this enough?" Luo Shenyuan asked her.
"That's enough." Yi Ning actually found his voice low and pleasant, and she was a little dazed. He held her in his arms again, and she was so tense that she dared not move.
His hands were beautiful, slender and strong. When his sleeves were rolled up, a white ribbon appeared, revealing the meridians on the back of his hands.
Why haven't you let her go yet? Haven't you said enough?
Yi Ning felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little ambiguous, and suddenly turned sideways and said: "...By the way, I also want to tell you about Luo Yilian."
She hadn't expected him to be so close, and her lips suddenly brushed his chin.
A slight tingling sensation tingled between their touches, and Luo Shenyuan's breathing tightened. "What are you talking about? Lu Jiaxue wanting to take her as a concubine?"
"If Lu Jiaxue really wanted to take a concubine, why would he go to such great lengths?" Luo Yining continued, "He sent a maid and came in person. I just don't think it's right. He's so powerful now, and his behavior is so erratic. He doesn't want anything..."
"Father is very satisfied with this marriage." Luo Shenyuan tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "No one else can object. If he really wants to marry Luo Yilian, then let him do it. If not, I'd like to see what he's going to do."
He suddenly said, "I heard he came here today. Did you see him?"
"My mother asked Luo Yilian to go and pay her respects to him. She was afraid that she would be nervous, so she brought a few of us sisters-in-law with her," Yining explained.
"Yeah." Luo Shenyuan didn't show any expression. Seeing her thin, red, soft lips, and thinking of the touch just now, his throat went dry. He lowered his head and said, "Meimei, are you done with your pattern?"
"We're still short of a few egrets," Luo Yining said, and asked him puzzledly, "What's wrong?"
"Marital obligations."
Looking at his increasingly hot eyes, Yining suddenly understood and her legs went weak. It wasn't that she was delicate, but that he was in his prime and strong. She couldn't bear it even once, and the more she went on, the more painful it became. No matter how considerate he was, there was no way he couldn't finish it all at once! Luo Yining stepped back: "I haven't finished painting my egret yet..."
"I'll help you draw." He stopped her with one hand, picked up the brush with his left hand, dipped it in ink, and with just a few strokes, a line of egrets flew up into the blue sky.
His body was getting hotter and hotter. He threw away his paintbrush, squeezed her hand and said, "Come here."
Where is her normally abstinent third brother? Why did he suddenly become like this today? Luo Yining thought of the kiss marks on her neck.
The curtains on Qian Gong's bed were lowered, and before she could react, the world was spinning, pinning her to the bed, unable to move. "It's okay, I'll be gentler." He took her hand and pressed it above her head, clasping it with one hand, and a low, panting kiss landed on her neck. Yining couldn't even cover herself with her clothes, only to see the strong arm supporting her side. It was the same hand that had helped her draw the egret earlier.
Yi Ning's heart hardened. She might as well cooperate! Maybe a little more urgency would save her from the torture. She simply wrapped her arms around him and put her hands on his broad back.
Luo Shenyuan was frozen by her actions, then pinched his face with his fingers, demanding more of her soft lips.
Two candles in the room were blown out, and the oil lamp in the lamp cabinet beside Qian Gong's bed reflected the vague patterns of the curtains.
Yi Ning had no choice but to be held in his arms, forced to sit on him. The sweat of his endurance dripped onto him, and Yi Ning was panting. Before she could adjust, she was swept into the surging waves again. The waves were turbulent, and the strong waves made her bear it. He was not satisfied, and paused for a moment before saying, "Can you still bear it..."
"I can't stand it..." The tide surged again. He said in a low voice: "Meimei, avoid him from now on. Don't see him. Who he marries is none of your business."
The weather was so cold, but she was sweating all over and unconscious. Luo Yining's legs were so sore that she was shaking. He brought up another intense wave, and Luo Yining said intermittently: "Third brother... wu, you said to be gentle!"
Why did she call him "Third Brother" and it made his temples throb instead? This made Yining suffer even more. By the time he regained his composure and regained his senses, it was already midnight.
She has to go to the Cheng family to attend a wedding tomorrow, and she can't not even be able to walk.
After cleaning, Yi Ning felt Luo Shenyuan put her on the bed again and covered her with bedding. To prevent her from moving again, he slept in a separate bed.
Yining rolled up the quilt and fell into a deep sleep, wrapped like a tapeworm.
As expected, they woke up late the next day. They'd decided on a "fallen horse bun," but it was too late, so Yi Ning asked Lou Mama to do a simple round bun. Luo Shenyuan was already prepared, drinking tea nearby and retouching her painting with a brush. He was in a good mood after last night. He had originally intended to use it for some casual pattern making, but the top scholar had instead added a masterpiece of calligraphy and painting for her.
"Send a message to the mistress, telling her to come with me today." Luo Shenyuan was instructing the maid, "Bring her the cakes she wants to eat in the morning and a pot of porridge to warm her stomach."
"I don't want porridge." Yi Ning thought about how he ignored her last night's pleas, how her legs felt like they were broken, and how he woke up late this morning. She was filled with resentment. In bed and out of bed, they were like two different people: one a beast, the other a beast in human clothing. As Mrs. Wei had said, he had planned to marry her long ago, and it was definitely not just for the sake of helping others.
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