Chapter 50 Chapter 50 "Has he touched here?"...
The candlelight in the room was dim, and Shuyun was pressed down by him on the dressing table. She looked up and saw two intimate figures reflected in the bronze mirror.
The man's fingers fell across the ravines of her breasts, their tips pressing precisely against the spot where the red mole was on her chest. She could feel the warmth of his fingertips even through her clothes. Shuyun's cheeks flushed, and a deep sense of shame washed over her. She struggled, trying to escape the man's grip.
Xiao Ye pressed his big hand on Shuyun's slender waist, and Shuyun's half-straightened waist collapsed again. She lay on the table, and the man fell on her.
Embarrassing memories came flooding back like a tide, and Shuyun's neck turned red. She lowered her head and didn't want to look at the mirror, but when she lowered her eyes, the man's arm came across from behind and circled her, his fingertips still resting between the moles on her chest.
His fingertips traced circles as Xiao Ye whispered in her ear, "Did he touch Yun'er here?"
Shuyun bit her lip and didn't answer.
Xiao Ye chuckled and tightened his arms around Shu Yun's slender waist. Shu Yun's body trembled slightly and her whole body stiffened in his arms. He looked up at the woman in the mirror. This mirror was not as clear as the one in the mansion, but it was still clear enough.
Xiao Ye's hot and wet lips gently bit her ear, "Has he ever touched my sister's waist?"
Xiao Ye leaned over, pressing his firm chest against the woman's back. Shuyun's breathing became stagnant, her hips tightened, and a string in her head was tense.
Xiao Ye freed his hand from his waist, grabbed her snow-white neck, turned her lowered head, and his almond-shaped eyes were filled with fear.
Biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, Xiao Ye reached out and placed his fingertips against her soft lips. "And here, my brother stamped it. Did he kiss it?"
When Xiao Ye thought of the scene he encountered on the street, his eyes suddenly darkened. She had a fiancé here, and they were truly in love. The wedding date was approaching, and the soon-to-be-wed couple were in great love. Xiao Ye sneered and kissed her lips with anger.
The hairpin in her hair swayed and fell on the dressing table. Shu Yun's struggle was painless in his eyes. Xiao Ye grabbed the hand that was beating her, twisted it behind her back, and suddenly picked her up and sat her on the table.
Xiao Ye grabbed her neck, forced her to lie on her back, and deepened the kiss.
Shuyun couldn't break free and was forced to kiss him. Saliva flowed from the corners of her lips and his hot breath almost swallowed her up. But the more this happened, the more Shuyun didn't want to obey him.
He kissed her passionately, and his grip on her gradually loosened. Shuyun suddenly broke free from his hand.
The crisp and loud sound of slapping broke the silence and severed the ambiguous and lingering atmosphere.
Xiao Ye was caught off guard, and his handsome face was covered with red slap marks. Her long nails scratched his jaw.
After a slap, Shu Yun was stunned. The long scratch on his jaw oozed blood. She gradually realized what she had done. Her palms were hot and numb.
The two were stunned, and Shuyun pushed Xiao Ye away and ran away.
Suddenly, a strong arm reached out from behind, grabbed Shuyun's waist and pulled her back, and she suddenly bumped into the man's chest.
Xiao Ye grabbed her slender waist, which was so thin that it could be held in one hand, and pressed her against his chest, saying coldly, "After not seeing you for a year, my sister has become even bolder."
Shu Yun couldn't avoid him, and all the grievances she had accumulated burst out. "What kind of brother would have such dirty thoughts about his sister? What kind of brother would force his sister to do such a thing?"
Xiao Ye's eyes flashed with anger. He grasped her slender waist, turned her body in his arms, and pressed her against the wall. Even though Shu Yun couldn't break free from him, she didn't fear. Her repeated attempts to yield only resulted in him getting even more aggressive. "From the beginning to the end, you never intended to let me go. I'm about to get married, and you still chased me, pursuing me like prey. How are you planning to break up this marriage this time?"
Shu Yun used to be afraid of him, but now that she spoke her heart out in one breath, she was no longer afraid of him. "I'm not your sister. I have a family, parents, and brothers! My last name is Shen, and you can't interfere with this marriage!"
Shu Yun's eyes were filled with hatred, thinking of the feud between the Chen and Xiao families, "Is the Marquis going to follow your father's example and take your brother's wife?"
Her accusations one after another were like a sharp knife piercing his heart. Xiao Ye's eyes were bloodshot and he was already very angry, but he still suppressed the anger in his chest again and again. He grasped her slender white neck with his big hand and said coldly, "You dare to marry him?!"
"Why not marry me? He likes me and will consider my feelings, unlike you, who only uses threats and inducements to me!" Shuyun's eyes slowly filled with tears as she complained, "When we were at the Marquis' Mansion, you forced me to beg you; when we were at your private residence, you used my mother's maid to force me to stay with you. It turns out that my brother also knew that I didn't want to be with you at all, so he used despicable means!"
Xiao Ye felt depressed and tightened his grip on her neck, "Shuyun, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted in the first place."
Looking back, it was really funny. He was carried back to the house with his back covered in wounds and flesh. His clothes were torn and the back was covered in blood and flesh. He was worried that she would be frightened by the bloody scene, so he deliberately hid it from her.
But she took this opportunity to escape.
This escape lasted for a year.
He went to great lengths to make the Shen family's enemies suffer the consequences of their actions. The Shen family also returned to the capital and met her again, but she was about to get married.
Very good.
Xiao Ye took a step forward, used his knee to separate her legs, and stepped between them. He gripped her fair wrist with his free hand and angrily shouted, "I should have shackled your hands and broken your legs, locked you up in the room, and never let you out of my sight."
Xiao Ye pushed her against the airtight wall. Shu Yun's eyes were filled with fear. The leg that was pressed by his knee suddenly felt a pain, as if he had broken her leg as he said.
Xiao Ye held her slender waist and attacked her with an angry kiss, holding her pursed red lips.
Shu Yun struggled and turned her head away with all her strength, and his lips fell on empty air.
Shu Yun lowered her eyes, looking at the shadows of the two people entangled on the wall, her eyes red, and she said in a muffled voice: "Your kissing skills are not good at all."
If they were to confront each other head-on, Shu Yun couldn't break free from Xiao Ye, but why should he do whatever he wanted to her? "My Lord is no match for him. When we kissed, he was gentle and soft; in bed, he was also better than my Lord."
Xiao Ye's suppressed anger was completely ignited, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out of it. He picked up Shu Yun with one arm and carried her on his shoulder.
The world was spinning around her, and Shuyun was frightened and panicked. She clenched her fists and punched his back. As she saw him getting closer and closer to the bed, she pulled out the hairpin in her hair and stabbed him, "Put me down."
The man ignored her and went straight to the bed.
The tip of the pulled-out hairpin was stained with blood, and Shuyun's hands couldn't help but tremble. In the blink of an eye, she was thrown onto the quilt. The man pressed one knee against the bed, and his stern body blocked her way. His knee pressed the hem of her skirt forward, brushing against the side of her leg.
Shu Yun was extremely frightened. She clenched the hairpin tightly and stabbed him, saying in a trembling voice, "Don't touch me!"
Xiao Ye still didn't dodge, and the sharp tip of the hairpin pierced his chest. Shu Yun was frightened, and when her fist touched the warm blood, she was panicked for a moment and let go of her hand. The man suddenly grabbed her hand and helped her hold the hairpin again.
Shuyun's hands were shaking, but Xiao Ye insisted that she hold the hairpin tightly. He took off his clothes, and his strong chest came into her sight.
The hairpin slid across his chest.
Shu Yun's hands were covered in blood. Xiao Ye held her hand tightly. Her hands were shaking. She watched the blood flow along her thin muscles and yelled at him, "Are you crazy? Let go!"
Xiao Ye turned a deaf ear to him. He seemed to be carving words on his chest with a hairpin, each stroke leaving a bloody mess.
Shu Yun cried with tears in her eyes, "I was wrong, okay, please let me go."
The hairpin scratched across bit by bit, and he finally let go of his hand. The hairpin fell from Shuyun's hand. Her hands were covered in blood. Xiao Ye took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands clean.
Shuyun recognized the handkerchief; she had used it before, either in the Marquis's mansion or in his private residence.
The scratch on Xiao Ye's chest was still bleeding, and the entire brocade handkerchief was stained red.
In the blood, the words left behind can be vaguely discerned:
cloud
He is really crazy.
Shuyun's body trembled slightly. She turned her head away and stopped looking. The clean mattress was stained with his blood, the bright red was dazzling. Her heart trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of the bloody words.
Xiao Ye left the bed and took out the medical box from her room. When he came back, he stuffed a roll of white cloth into Shuyun's hand.
Shuyun stared blankly at the white cloth he handed her.
Do you still want to give in?
Will it be like this in the future?
The man's shadow cast a shadow over her, and his breath lingered in her nostrils. Shuyun blinked and threw away the roll of white cloth.
He curled his fingers and put them back into his sleeves.
Xiao Ye was silent, looking at the white cloth between them, his brows suddenly turned cold again.
After a while, he picked up the roll of white cloth, lowered his head and wrapped it around the wound on his chest, tightening the wound so that the blood stopped seeping out.
…
The night was quiet and Zhao Mucheng did not find Xiao Ye in Fuyuan Inn. He thought of what happened on the street during the day and felt like a thorn in his heart.
He had interrogated countless people, so naturally he could see something was wrong in Shuyun's eyes. She and Xiao Ye must have known each other for a long time, and she was even afraid of Xiao Ye.
She was a weak woman who came to Nanzhou alone to look for her relatives. From her words and actions, one could tell that she was raised in wealth and was a very well-educated lady.
Zhao Mucheng didn't believe that there were two people in the world who were exactly the same. Since he didn't make a mistake, was the fiancée his brother was talking about the wife he was going to marry?
Zhao Mucheng's failure to see Xiao Ye at the inn further confirmed his suspicions. He walked down the street and unknowingly arrived outside the Shen residence.
The surroundings were quiet, without any unusual noises. Zhao Mucheng paused, then climbed over the wall and entered the house.
The lights were on in the bedroom and there was a noise. Zhao Mucheng approached the room and heard his brother's voice coming from inside. He suddenly clenched his fists.
The door of the bedroom opened and Zhao Mucheng was standing under the eaves. His brother-in-law was dressed neatly and was about to come out.
Their eyes met. Xiao Ye's eyes were calm, without any ripples, his expression was normal, and it was impossible to tell his emotions. He looked at Zhao Mucheng very calmly, as if this was his mansion.
The person in the room was his fiancée! Zhao Mucheng punched Xiao Ye, but Xiao Ye clenched his fist and threw her out of the room.
Zhao Mucheng stood up from the ground. His respect for his sworn brother was immediately replaced by resentment. His eyes were bloodshot as he angrily shouted, "What did you do to Yun'er?!"
"You have no respect for your elders. She's your sister-in-law." Xiao Ye stepped out of the house and glanced at the angry man indifferently.
"Beast! She is my fiancée!" Zhao Mucheng didn't say anything and swung his fist at Xiao Ye again.
Xiao Ye dodged and the two started fighting in the yard.
Shu Yun didn't bandage Xiao Ye and remained in a stalemate with him for a while. He probably felt bored and left.
Shuyun didn't expect that Zhao Mucheng entered her house and met Xiao Ye. When she hurried out of the house, two figures started fighting in the yard.
Zhao Mucheng was no match for Xiao Ye and was knocked to the ground in just a few moves. He covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. Xiao Ye looked down at him, his appearance was neat and tidy, and he was not hurt at all.
Zhao Mucheng clutched his chest and trembled as he stood up, ready to fight him again. With his injuries like this, he was no match for Xiao Ye. Any further injuries would kill him. Shuyun ran over.
"don't want!"
"Stop fighting."
Shu Yun stood between the two of them, with her arms outstretched to block Zhao Mucheng. Xiao Ye's fist swung at her, but she retracted it in time. The wind from the fist blew her hair.
Shu Yun looked at him and begged, "Don't hit me anymore."
"I won't get married, please don't hurt him anymore."
"Yun'er, don't beg him!" Zhao Mucheng came out from behind Shuyun, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xiao Ye angrily, "I was blind at the time, so I recognized him as my sworn brother. You beast, Yun'er is my wife! What did you do to her tonight?!"
Xiao Ye looked like he had just heard a joke and said coldly, "Sister Yun and I have known each other for eighteen years. Where did you come from?"
Xiao Ye looked at Shu Yun with cold eyes, "Yun'er, I'll ask you again, are you sure you want to get married?"
Did she have a choice? If she insisted on marrying, Zhao Mucheng would surely be severely injured tonight. Shuyun closed her eyes and shook her head, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. She had no choice but to lower her head, "I won't marry you. I'm going back with my brother."
"No, Yun'er, I'm fine." Zhao Mucheng couldn't bear to see his wife, who had not yet married him, suffer such grievances. Even if he was his sworn brother, he couldn't take away someone else's love.
As soon as he finished speaking, the two men started fighting again. Xiao Ye kicked Zhao Muchen to the ground. Zhao Muchen lay on the ground coughing, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Shu Yun panicked and stood in front of Zhao Mucheng. She grabbed Xiao Ye's hand and begged, "Brother, please stop hitting me."
Her face was already tearful, and she cried and begged him, "I won't marry you. I will be obedient and don't hurt him anymore."
"Yun'er, he..."
Zhao Mucheng looked at the thin figure standing in front of him and asked, "Did he bully you or force you?"
Shu Yun shook her head and turned back to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "No, no."
Shu Yun's tears welled up in her eyes and she choked up and said, "Let's just leave it at that. I won't marry you."
Zhao Mucheng held Shuyun's hand, and Xiao Ye frowned and pulled Shuyun to his side.
Xiao Ye said: "It is the parents' order and the matchmaker's words that bind the two families together. Without the parents' consent, this marriage is annulled."
The night wind was chilly, the moonlight was clear, and the cold frost settled, making the roof tiles look like they were coated with a layer of silver frost.
Shu Yun helped Zhao Mucheng into the house, cleaned his wound briefly, and applied medicine. "Brother Zhao, I lied to you."
"I'm not from Huainan. I came from the capital. Because I didn't want to be..." Shu Yun glanced at Xiao Ye who was sitting in the distance, lowered her gaze, and lowered her head to apply the ointment to the bruise on the back of Zhao Mucheng's hand. "Because I didn't want him to find me, I concealed my identity. I planned to marry Brother Zhao and then return to the capital."
Zhao Mucheng remained silent. At the moment, he had no ability to protect the woman beside him.
After simply treating the wound, Zhao Mucheng left Shuyun's house.
Xiao Ye did not leave. He watched Shu Yun packing up the medicine box and coughed lightly. But when there was no movement, he started coughing again.
Shu Yun frowned slightly, looking at him with a pair of red eyes. Xiao Ye coughed lightly and said, "The wound on your chest has been torn."
The room fell into silence and Shuyun did not move.
Xiao Ye coughed lightly and pressed his hand against his chest.
After a long stalemate, Shuyun took a bottle of hemostatic medicine and a roll of white cloth and walked over, stopping in front of him.
Shu Yun said in a muffled voice: "I don't take off other people's clothes."
Xiao Ye opened his shirt, revealing his white undershirt stained red with blood. The wound was torn.
Shuyun took off the bandage and saw the blood-red word "Yun". She felt indescribable in her heart.
After sprinkling the powder on the wound, Shuyun quickly bandaged it with white cloth. Just as she was about to leave, the man suddenly pulled her down and made her sit on his lap.
Xiao Ye said: "Yun'er forgot one thing, let me blow it."
In the past, she was young and ignorant, and she just thought that her brother must be in pain after being injured, and it would still hurt even after applying medicine, so she lowered her head and blew gently on his wound, hoping to relieve his pain.
Shuyun's eyes felt a little sore. Under his gaze, she slowly leaned over and blew on the bandaged area.
It was late at night, Xiao Ye was sleeping in Shu Yun's bed, no longer holding her old clothes. He held the woman he had been looking for in his arms, and finally had a sound sleep after many days of insomnia.
…
In the cave of the mountain stream, a drop of water fell from the top of the cave and hit the puddle with a dripping sound.
A man came in from outside and knelt in front of Li Ce, "Prince, I have spotted Xiao Ye. He really appeared next to that girl."
In the darkness, Li Ce sat on the stone seat with his head down, holding a pink sachet in his hand that was more important than his life, his entire face hidden in the shadows.
Li Ce's eyes were filled with murderous intent and hatred, and he said in a deep voice: "I will kill him, Xiao Ye."
"Everyone, listen!" Li Ce stood up and said to the elite soldiers who were hiding here and there, "To avenge our father, this time, Xiao Ye must come alive and die!"
The men raised their long swords and shouted in unison: "No return! No return! No return!"
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As the wedding date was approaching, the marriage was called off and the betrothal gifts sent by Zhao Mucheng were returned.
Xiao Ye stayed in the house and stayed by Shu Yun's side all the time. He counted the things that Zhao Mucheng had sent to the house and asked the maid to return them.
Qingshan and Chuhe were curious about the man who suddenly appeared. Shuyun did not tell them his identity, and as servants, they naturally did not dare to ask. They returned the things to the Zhao family as he instructed.
Shu Yun had been feeling restless and uneasy lately, feeling that something bad was about to happen. Seeing that Xiao Ye seemed to be staying here for a long time, she felt uneasy and finally asked, "When are we leaving?"
Xiao Ye took a sip of tea and said, "I won't be returning to the capital for now. I've already sent Fu Feng to investigate the whereabouts of the rebels."
It is too dangerous to let Shuyun follow him around to hunt for the rebels. Xiao Ye cannot afford to lose her again. When his men find the trace of the rebels, he will lead people to capture them.
"Li Ce?"
Shuyun felt complicated as her former friend became a traitor and rebelled.
Xiao Ye said calmly, "It's him. Yun'er, he's not as simple as you think."
Shu Yun nodded. "As a woman, I don't understand what goes on in the court, but I do know that treason is a serious crime punishable by death and confiscation of property. It's unforgivable."
On this side, Qingshan came back from Zhao's house and gave the birthday sticker he got back to Shuyun.
Shuyun reached out to take it, but Xiao Ye took it first.
Shuyun tried to grab it from him, but missed. The man took her hand and led her to sit on his lap.
Shu Yun: "This is my birthday card, give it back to me."
Xiao Ye opened the birthday post. She had changed her birthday from September 22 to September 20, which was her real birthday.
Xiao Ye threw the birthday card in his hand into the brazier. Shu Yun reached out to retrieve it anxiously, but was stopped by him.
Xiao Ye took out a small red sticker from his sleeve and placed it in her hand, "This is my sister's birthday sticker."
Because Shuyun was in a hurry to get married, she made a birthday card for herself. Now it had been burned by the raging fire and turned into ashes. She gave up and lowered her eyes to look at the birthday card stuffed in her hand.
She felt that he looked familiar, as if he was the one she had exchanged with Liang Meng.
She fled in such a hurry that she didn't take anything with her.
Shuyun opened the birthday card, which showed her birthday when she was still a girl in the Xiao family.
"I was born on September 20th. I can't keep this. Let's burn it."
Shu Yun was about to throw it into the brazier when Xiao Ye took it. He dipped his fingertips in tea and pasted a picture on the spread-out birthday card.
When the paper is wet, words immediately appear.
The original September 22nd was crossed out and the number next to it was changed to the 20th.
And there was an extra line next to her name, which was Xiao Ye's name and his birth date.
Shuyun was stunned. When did he change it?
The two names were written on a birthday sticker, and their birth dates were also put together.
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