Please have mercy on me
Chen Cong returned exhausted at the hour of Chou on the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
After returning, he heard the secret guard report that his eldest son was rude to his stepmother, and his brows frowned slightly; then he heard that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shen Huaiyin went to visit Aunt Zhao, and Shen Huaiyin gave Ling Wan a rabbit lantern, and his brows furrowed completely.
"How did Madam react?"
The question was vague, and the secret guard was unsure what Chen Cong was asking about. After a moment's silence, he could only recount in detail what had happened in the past few days and his wife's reaction behind him.
Chen Cong listened carefully, occasionally asking other questions. By the time the secret guard finished speaking, a faint ray of dawn was about to break through the horizon.
He rubbed his brows and signaled the secret guards to retreat.
Shen Qing, standing by, saw his master's face grow increasingly grim as he listened. He grew suspicious, but could only bite the bullet and step forward to ask, "Second Master, was it Lin Sui's report that wasn't thorough? Qingque and Zhuchi are the ones who know Madam's affairs best. How about I go and call them over now?"
Chen Cong closed his eyes, slowed down, and said calmly: "No need, you can go down first."
What's unclear? Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, he has not been at home, and his wife has not asked a single question, let alone shown the slightest sign of anger.
Others might think that "Lord Shen is very lucky" because his wife is dignified and knows that he is often absent from the court, the emperor, and the prince, running around everywhere, and this is also the case during these times.
Even his mother, siblings, and closest relatives have become accustomed to and understand it, not to mention his good wife.
But Chen Cong knew that Ling Wan was not used to it, nor did she understand him, but because she didn't care about him in her heart.
The girl seemed to be clinging to him on a daily basis, calling him "husband" all the time and obeying him without hesitation, but she had a clear boundary in her heart: everything she did was nothing more than the duties and responsibilities of a wife.
Wang regarded the responsibilities and obligations of a wife as her own shackles.
Xu Lingwan has a different attitude. She makes the shackles into jewelry and has been learning, understanding and appreciating them.
But although their methods were different, they had one thing in common, that is, they all regarded him as a husband, not a loved one.
When Chen Cong thought of this, his heart tightened. Could it be that Ling Wan also had someone in her heart?
This thought only lasted for a moment, but the pain in my heart was unbearable.
He tightened his fingers one by one, looking at the cold mirror outside the window, his eyes becoming colder.
Chen, who was suspected by Master Shen, had a good night's sleep and slept until the beginning of the morning. When she woke up, she saw Master Shen sitting on the armchair beside the bed with disheveled hair, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes, and she didn't know how long he had been staring at her.
Xu Lingwan was startled. But he was already accustomed to this calm demeanor, so after a brief moment of shock, she half-closed her eyes, tapped his chest with her foot, and muttered, "When did you come back? You scared me when you came back."
Snow-white insteps, pear blossom jade feet. Competing for coolness and beauty, lusting without knowing it.
Chen Cong's eyes darkened as he grabbed her feet. His hands moved very gently, playing with her feet as if they were a piece of jade.
Ling Wan hadn't woken up yet, and Chen Cong pressed her feet lightly and gently on her vagina, which made her feel so comfortable that she felt drowsy again.
But when she was drowsy, she suddenly felt a burning sensation on the soles of her feet. The next movement woke Chen Yuanyuan up from her sleep, and her mind became clear.
"Chen Cong, you, you, you bastard!" Ling Wan half-stood up, her beautiful eyes wide open, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed.
She was afraid of being heard by the maids and servants, so she lowered her voice and scolded them. Her frightened and hoarse voice had another meaning when it fell into Shen Cong's ears.
Seeing Chen Cong's eyes getting darker and darker, and unable to break free, Ling Wan was so embarrassed that red beads dripped from her face.
Mr. Shen had always had some quirks in bed, and Chen Yuanyuan usually indulged him, treating it as a marital pleasure. But in broad daylight, if word got out, she would be in trouble.
Seeing her so coquettish and angry, Chen Cong did not stop his hands and coaxed her patiently and wholeheartedly.
What nonsense is she talking about.
If he hadn't been concerned about his reputation, he wouldn't have been so restrained and just played with this pair of jade feet. But now was clearly not the time to teach this beloved girl to read and write. Shen Cong's Adam's apple rolled, and he stared into Xu Lingwan's eyes, and suddenly sighed as if resigned to his fate: "Please, my dear, have mercy on me."
Please, my dear, have pity on me?
Chen Yuanyuan felt like she had suddenly turned into a steam engine, with hot steam coming out of her nose, eyes, and ears.
Ahhhh, the ancients’ words of love were all about flexibility and endurance!
Master Shen didn't let her go until almost the end of the day. While carrying Ling Wan to the bathroom, he caught a glimpse of her slender feet and suddenly felt strange. He hadn't seen enough of this beautiful woman with her sparkling jade feet.
The two of them played around in the bathroom for a while, and when they came out, lunch had already been set up in the west room.
A morning of intense exercise had left Ling Wan exhausted and listless. Seeing this, Chen Cong dismissed everyone, took her to his arms, and fed her mouthful by mouthful.
"Chen Cong, I really can't go out and see anyone this time." Thinking of the blushing faces of several personal maids just now, Chen Yuanyuan wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
"Okay, then don't go out to see anyone. Ling Wan is only for me to see." Chen Cong lovingly fed her a spoonful of milk soup.
He really thought so, and not doing so was just because he loved her, respected her, and pitied her. Chen Cong had a very thorough understanding of his own personality, and at the same time he was glad that some of his personality traits were still unknown to his wife.
Ling Wan gave him a look that seemed to ask, "Are you stupid or am I stupid?"
Chen Cong wanted to laugh. Actually, he didn't think what happened today was excessive, but he was afraid Ling Wan would no longer obey him in the future. After thinking it over, he sincerely admitted his fault, "I couldn't help myself. I didn't care about Madam's reputation and let my lust take over."
"My wife doesn't like to have sex with me. Although I am sad, I won't force it."
"In the future, I will cultivate myself, be indifferent to desires and restrain myself, and will never let Madam fall into such an awkward situation again."
Indifference and self-control? Chen Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.
Chen Cong's eyes flickered slightly: "However, the mistake has been made. Madam's reputation has been ruined. Cong should have died. But as a man's wife, I also have the responsibility to take care of my wife and young children."
Wait a minute? How did this become a serious mistake and a capital crime? Chen Yuanyuan's forehead was full of question marks.
"So, Cong has a plan that can both preserve Madam's future reputation and teach Cong a lesson."
uh-huh?
"From today on, Cong will observe the precepts again and practice for three years. After three years, Cong will no longer be driven by desires—"
Chen Yuanyuan suddenly covered his mouth with her hand. She'd only been here a year, and a wife saying "I'm too embarrassed to face anyone" was such a serious accusation against her husband? Was it causing Chen Cong to become a lay Buddhist monk for three years?
What would she do if he was going to be a Buddhist monk? She didn't want to stay in an empty room. Besides, she liked and enjoyed this thing between her and Shen Cong...
"Uh, that...husband." Chen Yuanyuan swallowed hard, "That...when I said I couldn't face people, I was actually acting coquettishly towards you, not making an accusation against you."
"I have an iron grip on Yanxiju. Even though today's incident was a bit outrageous, it will definitely not be spread out."
"As for you saying that I don't want to have sex with you, that's pure slander—" As a modern woman, Chen Yuanyuan has always been bold and responsible. "I really like what you do to me, I..."
Since it concerns her own happiness, Chen Yuanyuan would never let Chen Cong have any grudges about this matter. She glanced at him and offered her cherry lips to him.
"My dear husband, it was me who was attracted by the beauty and my willpower. Please don't blame me for being a lay Buddhist or a monk, okay?"
She was truly charming and affectionate, with a charming demeanor. Her response was naturally Mr. Shen's embrace around the waist and the swaying golden dust outside the pearl curtain in the afternoon.
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