Chapter 30 If he completely abandoned his restraint, what would he be like...?
The bathroom was filled with mist. Slender arms rested on the edge of the tub, supporting her body. Her long, white neck led to a beautiful face, but her clear, misty eyes were slightly dazed, lost in thought.
Today, in front of everyone, Jiang Yunjin disregarded the risk of offending the Emperor and Empress, and stepped forward to speak for her without any evidence to prove her innocence. Wasn't he afraid that if Xiao Zheng had a backup plan, he would be implicated? Or was it that, for Xiao Jing's sake, he had to protect her as a pawn?
Moreover, if her reputation is damaged, the Jiang family's good name will also be affected.
Perhaps he was simply considering the interests of all parties involved.
So as long as she is his wife, for the sake of the Jiang family, he will protect her and choose her unless absolutely necessary, because she is the young mistress of the Jiang family.
If Jiang Yunjin can go to such lengths for something he values, what if she becomes someone he values?
When he's lost in passion on the bed, does he still remember his rules? If he does, he wouldn't have lost control here last time.
If that's the case, she can entice him to lose control, gradually replacing rules and the Jiang family's place in his heart.
Her lukewarm attitude these past few days has been somewhat influenced by her emotions. She shouldn't be like this; hasn't she always prioritized self-interest? How can she let her emotions dictate her actions?
Cui Yiluo's mind suddenly became much clearer.
Cui Yiluo changed into her nightgown and had just opened the bathroom door when she suddenly bumped into a man who was closing the door with his back turned at the other end of the corridor.
She paused, then her voice softened: "Did my husband just go out?"
"Hmm." He had his back to the camera, and his voice sounded incredibly deep in the darkness.
Cui Yilu frowned almost imperceptibly, noticing that something was wrong with his mood.
"My husband..."
Why wasn't I informed about the account books?
Cui Yiluo had just opened her mouth when he choked her with his next words.
He turned around, his dark eyes sinking into an abyss.
His expression remained as calm as ever, yet it inexplicably brought a sense of oppression. Even the way he casually looked at her made Cui Yilu feel extremely pressured.
Cui Yiluo paused for a moment, then laughed mockingly: "I thought my husband always knew, but it turns out he didn't?"
Jiang Yunjin's voice was low and deep, as if emphasizing: "I don't know."
Outside the courtyard, when confronted with his questioning, Steward Liu repeatedly denied it. If he hadn't discovered that Cui Yiluo hadn't looked at the account book for the past few nights, and there was no trace of the account book in the room, and it was clear that on the day she got the key, she had moved the account book into the bedroom and was reading it by lamplight, and when he returned to the room yesterday, she was reading the book again as before.
Under repeated questioning, Manager Liu finally admitted that her grandmother had taken her keys and had instructed everyone to keep it a secret.
Several days have passed, but she hasn't mentioned a single word of these things to him.
Because he made her completely distrust him.
He added, "I will look for my grandmother tomorrow."
Hearing his seemingly promise-like words, Cui Yiluo smiled enigmatically: "Didn't my grandmother say that my husband wouldn't hand over the family business to me?"
Jiang Yunjin frowned deeply: "I didn't say that."
Cui Yiluo took a few steps closer and stopped in front of the bamboo curtain in the bedroom. The bamboo curtain blocked the light from half of her face, making her expression even more obscure.
"Ah, then Yiluo doesn't know."
Jiang Yunjin's brows furrowed even more as he spoke with a mocking tone, "Did Grandmother tell you this?"
Cui Yilu smiled and said, "Have you made any promises to anyone else, my husband? I know that you are a man of your word, so I don't want to put you in a difficult position."
Seeing her indifferent expression, as if she didn't care at all, Jiang Yunjin's face darkened even more. He pursed his lips, his voice slightly strained and uneasy: "Grandmother did not agree to the marriage back then, and therefore was unwilling to hand over the family business. What I said was that I would not hand over the family business to you for the time being. The affairs of the eldest branch of the family were not Grandmother's responsibility. You will manage the affairs of the eldest branch of the family, and after a while, you will take over the Jiang family business."
He spoke clearly, each word resonating in her heart in the darkness.
Faced with his solemn expression, Cui Yiluo suddenly found herself speechless.
Was he explaining things to her? Cui Yiluo suddenly didn't know whether to believe him or not.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yunjin's gaze remained fixed on her face, and he said seriously, "We are husband and wife. If anything like this happens in the future, you can tell me."
She hadn't told him a word about the punishment her grandmother had given her before. He only found out about it when a servant in her grandmother's courtyard let it slip.
Cui Yiluo paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and asked, "Would my husband be so disobedient and unfilial for my sake?"
Jiang Yunjin frowned again. Just as he was about to speak, she suddenly stepped across the bedroom door and walked directly in front of him, a familiar fragrance instantly enveloping him.
“Husband,” she said, lifting her face slightly to look at him, her eyes, brimming with autumn water, even more captivating in the dim candlelight, “but Yiluo must also consider filial piety. If Grandmother forbids Yiluo from telling you, what should Yiluo do?”
As she spoke, seemingly conflicted, she bit her lip, making her full, red lips glisten with moisture, enticing anyone to fall for her.
The two were very close, something that hadn't happened in a long time. Cui Yiluo felt the man's breath become heavier, and her smile deepened.
But his expression remained calm, and he said in a serious tone, "I will handle this."
This was something Cui Yiluo hadn't expected. Would he really try to mediate because of his responsibility to his wife?
Cui Yiluo tiptoed and slowly wrapped her arms around the man's neck, the thin gauze gently rubbing against his crimson official robe.
"Speaking of which, there is indeed something," perhaps because she was close enough, her voice softened, her breath lightly brushing against his thin lips and chin, "Grandmother said that Yiluo should keep the matter of the Jiang family's heir in mind, but husband..."
Cui Yilu blinked innocently and said, "My husband leaves early and returns late every day. How can I manage to have children on my own? But my grandmother is urging me to..."
The warm breath tickled his skin, making Jiang Yunjin's jaw tighten. He tensed up as well as when he touched the warm, soft neck and chest.
But Cui Yiluo seemed to have no intention of doing so, her innocent eyes staring straight at him.
Jiang Yunjin's eyes were filled with a dark look, but he let her arm rest against his neck.
The next instant, one of her arms slid down her neck, chest, and abdomen like flowing water towards Xia, touching the already aroused spot and tightening its grip.
The man's body tensed even more instantly, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he let out a barely audible groan.
Cui Yiluo looked innocent: "Does my husband want to do this here?"
Jiang Yunjin's face was suppressed, his voice became hoarse, and he avoided eye contact: "I'm going to take a bath."
Cui Yiluo tightened her arms slightly, as if on purpose, causing a slight wrinkle to appear on his official robe.
"Why? Is it against the rules?"
The soft curtains shielded him, and Jiang Yunjin's handsome face flickered in the candlelight. His eyes flashed with a sharp glint, as if he was no longer suppressing his emotions. His usual gentleness had faded, revealing his true nature.
He was wearing his usual official robes for court affairs, but the summer heat was becoming increasingly intense.
The contrast and taboos create an intriguing effect. Cui Yiluo was particularly drawn to his behavior, driven by lust and abandoning all rules.
Cui Yiluo's expression suddenly turned somewhat disappointed: "Does my husband think that Yiluo has overstepped her bounds again and is going to get angry?"
The man's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out of his throat: "No."
Cui Yiluo's hand, which had been resting on his burning heat, slid upwards to embrace his neck. She brought her cheek closer, her nose lightly brushing against his, her eyes fixed on him, seemingly wanting to kiss him but not quite.
The man, whose neck she was holding and whose head he was slightly lowering, had half-closed eyes. His crimson official robe accentuated his noble and aloof demeanor, making it impossible for anyone to imagine the intense heat of late summer.
Their eyes met and locked.
Under his direct gaze, Cui Yiluo gently raised her delicate chin and touched his thin lips.
Then, gently extend the tip of the chair and lightly hook it.
An intimacy I haven't experienced in a long time.
Before Cui Yiluo could count down to ten in her mind, she felt thin lips slightly part. Before she could react, she was hooked by Gouchan.
Suddenly, the wind and rain came crashing down, as if venting or drawing upon something.
His strength increased, his lips constantly kissing her full lips, rubbing them until she was numb and lost consciousness, yet she was being ravaged.
Cui Yiluo was caught between a rock and a hard place. She tried to break free, but when she opened her eyes, she saw that the man had completely closed his eyes.
A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in my heart.
The way he looks...
As if sensing her opening her eyes, her lower lip was bitten hard again.
Cui Yiluo's soft voice was muffled and swallowed up by the silence, leaving only a very short struggle.
He seemed unsatisfied with merely going through the motions and went even deeper.
Cui Yiluo felt like she couldn't breathe, her breath was being forcefully robbed away, and she instinctively pulled back, trying to breathe.
But the man's hand, which had been hanging by his side, suddenly gripped the back of her neck tightly, pressing her against him and urgently preventing her from escaping.
Now the gelatinous flow deepened, and the sound of water was soft.
Cui Yiluo had never known that a close friend could be so affectionate. Suddenly, she was afraid to think about what would happen next, and the hand that was wrapped around his neck was now pressed against his chest.
She pushed him outwards with all her might, not caring that she would crumple his official robes so much that the front was covered in wrinkles and so disheveled that he was no longer fit to wear them in public.
No matter how hard she tried, his chest was as solid as a rock, as high as a mountain, making it impossible for her to push him away; instead, she was forced to hold on even tighter.
Rou Ruan was completely powerless against Jian Ying and could only be beaten into a pool of ice by Ya Cheng.
She was being kissed and sucked, her body aroused by the sensation of his breath, almost as if she were being secretly taken in. Seemingly helpless, yet also angry, she punched his chest with all her might.
Unexpectedly, in the next instant, her wrist was locked by his other large hand, easily pinned down, and she was unable to move at all. No matter how Cui Yiluo struggled, she could not break free.
My lower lip was pinched again as if as punishment.
The dark figure suddenly disappeared, and rapid breathing filled the sullen room in the dim night.
Cui Yiluo instinctively took a step back to avoid him, but Jiang Yunjin seemed to be aroused by his competitive spirit. He quickly leaned down, his long arms reaching through her thin nightgown to hold her knees and wrap his arms around her waist.
Before Cui Yilu could react, she only had time to see the dark, unyielding ink in the man's eyes when the world spun before her eyes. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Jiang Yunjin's neck, her palms rolling.
He was incredibly strong, easily pulling her into his arms, locking her knees so she couldn't struggle, and his steps were steady and swift.
"Wait, my husband..."
Her voice inexplicably trembled, her eyebrows raised again by the earlier intimacy, her resistance sounding more like a urging, a coy refusal.
Before she could finish speaking, she sank into the soft bedding inside the tent.
It wasn't thrown in; it seemed the man still retained some restraint.
But if that's the case, what would happen if he completely lost his self-control?
Before Cui Yilu could think, the man's lean and powerful body covered her.
They completely ignored the fact that he was still wearing his solemn and dignified official robes.
Author's Note: [doge] I've been indulging in both meat and vegetarian food for a long time, and I just can't control myself.
[Heart] Thank you, my darlings, for the nutrient solution and the landmines you threw!
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