Yinzhen was annoyed and furious. Hearing the unpleasant words uttered from those pink lips, he wanted to turn away and leave, but he was unwilling to give up. Why didn't she care about him? She had just made him feel so eager, and now she turned around and said she didn't care about him.
His body reacted more honestly than his heart, his large hand pressing against the back of her head, sealing her lips with his. Once touched, he didn't want to leave... His mind was filled with her sweetness; a single kiss had left him dizzy and captivated, wanting more, wanting to devour her deeper, yet for the first time, he experienced something unlike anything he'd ever felt before... a strange feeling he couldn't grasp, couldn't stop.
Nan Yi almost lost himself in it, his body unsteady, as if streams of light were spreading through his mind and fireworks were blooming in the sky. He felt dizzy and weak, deeply immersed in the other person's kiss.
In her twenty-one years of life, there are two things she cares about most: tofu pudding, which she can't live without every day, and her junior brother.
Love was a complete blank to her, unlike her junior brother's fleeting kisses on the forehead or cheek, which were full of reassuring intimacy.
When Yinzhen kissed her, his senses were even more pleasurable, his blood boiled, like masters exchanging blows, he felt a sense of exhilaration.
At that moment, Nan Yi made a decision: she wanted to hold onto this feeling forever. It wasn't love, but simply a desire to preserve a certain feeling. If Yinzhen knew what was on her mind, he would probably be so angry that he would strangle her again.
Xiao Shunzi hid at a distance to prevent anyone from entering the garden and disturbing the two. Watching the two figures entangled together, he sighed inwardly, "Consort Tong is truly formidable. The master has been in a bad mood lately, and the masters in the manor are all avoiding him for fear of incurring his wrath."
When they finally caught their breath, they reluctantly parted. Nan Yi collapsed into his arms, breathing heavily. Her misty eyes were fixed on his lips, which looked especially full after being moistened. She reached out her index finger and pressed it against his lips, thinking that his lips had a kind of magic that made her feel reluctant to leave.
Yinzhen cursed under his breath. Damn it, she was seducing him again. The timing was wrong, the place was wrong. He calmed the surging emotions within him, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, helped her stand up, and took out a handkerchief to cover her lips, concealing the alluring sight before him.
The desire surged so intensely that he almost lost control. Perhaps it was because he hadn't been to the backyard in a long time, he thought...
He was annoyed by her earlier boastful words, saying she didn't care about his presence. Tong Shi had spoken without any regret, claiming she didn't care about him after losing her memory. He didn't believe it; a woman is a woman after all. It seemed he needed to ignore her for a while. Not forgetting her inappropriate attire, he calmly instructed, "Yi'er, you mustn't wear these clothes again next time."
Nan Yi was still savoring the feeling from just now when a bucket of cold water was suddenly poured over her. Splash!—she seemed to have forgotten that the person kissing her was her concubine, and that he was calling her by her name.
It wasn't her.
Pooh--
Speaking of clothes, this man is even more annoying. She just doesn't understand why he feels more important if he dresses well.
Seeing her nonchalant expression, Yinzhen warned coldly, "Aren't you going to listen to what I have to say?"
It was as if their intimacy just moments before was merely an illusion, never having happened. His instantaneous change of expression displeased her.
"Tch, I won't change it. What can you do? She likes to dress like this." Nan Yi turned her head, pretending to admire the surrounding scenery.
Seeing that she remained unmoved, Yinzhen cracked his knuckles, feeling an urge to strangle her; that slender neck could easily break with a little force.
He commanded again in a deep voice, "Give me a reply."
She slowly turned around and said, "I think it looks good," implying that she would keep wearing it.
...Phew, very good. She dares to challenge me. He doesn't deny she's beautiful, but she's the first person to dare contradict him to his face.
If he approves, others in the backyard will follow suit, and no one will take his words seriously. He is the head of the household, and his words must be obeyed absolutely. "Master said you are not allowed to wear it."
“I’ll wear it. If you won’t let me, come on, take it off and let me run around naked.” Nan Yi walked up to Yinzhen with her hands on her hips. “Take it off, right here.”
When it comes to shamelessness and unreasonable behavior, she dares to claim second place, and no one dares to claim first.
Yinzhen was so shocked he couldn't speak. Tong Shi, where was her Lian Kui? She wanted to undress in public! She... a shameless, foolish woman! What kind of woman had he married? More shameless than a courtesan!
Seeing that he didn't move, Nan Yi placed her hand on the buttons at her waist, as if she really wanted to take them off. Yinzhen's temple throbbed with anger, and he immediately reached out and grabbed her hand.
He raised his hand, his hand outstretched in mid-air, wanting to slap her to death, really.
Nan narrowed his eyes, not afraid at all, but instead stretched his face forward, raised his chin, and gestured, "Come on, hit me."
Perfect timing, she hasn't stretched her muscles in a long time.
She was more than happy to have someone come to her for a fight.
Faced with such exquisite features and flawless skin so close to his face, for some reason, he just couldn't bring himself to slap her.
She was his concubine whom he married—yes, a concubine, not some lowly cat or dog.
Yinzhen gave himself psychological advice, advising himself not to argue with a woman. He took a few deep breaths and suppressed his anger. He was afraid that if he disagreed, this crazy woman might do something. Fine, he would back down.
He pushed her face away, put his hand down, and said, "Okay, you can only wear it indoors, not in the yard."
Upon hearing this request, Nan Yi's almond-shaped eyes widened. What was the point of wearing it then? She couldn't help but angrily retort, "Aisin Gioro Yinzhen, is there a difference between wearing it indoors and wearing it in the courtyard?"
The inner courtyard is filled with old women and maids; why would she be afraid of women looking at her?
Seeing her anger, Yinzhen laughed in exasperation. This was the first woman who dared to call him by his name. Even his father, the Emperor, only called him "Fourth Prince." For this courage alone, he decided to give her an explanation. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Too tempting. If you don't want to be punished by me on the spot next time."
Nan blinked. "Is that so? It has this effect?" She chuckled smugly. "Then I should wear it even more."
What woman doesn't want to be more beautiful and more in the spotlight? She didn't have that advantage before.
Yinzhen was too lazy to reason with her anymore. His face darkened. "Do you know who I am?" His own woman didn't listen to him and treated him like a decoration.
Nan Yi raised her head and said, "My man," though it was only temporary, she seemed to be proud. Fortunately, she had transmigrated into his family. Her husband was handsome with all four limbs and a decent face, and he was also quite wealthy. The girl hadn't lost out.
Yinzhen was stunned, thinking to himself, "She has no shame." But when she "talked about my man," the radiant look on her face was dazzling.
Perhaps it was the satisfaction he felt as a man, or perhaps it was the shock of her proud and straightforward announcement of his identity—her man—compared to the fourth prince of the Qing Dynasty, actually sounded novel and pleasing to the ear. Very good. Suddenly, his anger disappeared, and his mood inexplicably improved.
Composing himself, Yinzhen curled his lips and said coldly, "If you don't listen to my advice, I won't touch you, but I won't be lenient with the maids around you." Tong Shi was always soft-hearted, and amnesia wouldn't change that.
Nan Yi was startled. Oh my god, she had overlooked the fact that in this ancient society where human rights were nonexistent and human life was cheap, Qingyun Yiren and the others were innocent.
If they were implicated because of her clothes, her conscience would be troubled. The maids around her are all quite good, serving her very attentively. This scoundrel knows how to manipulate her.
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