Chapter 36 Fallen Star Husband, tell me, do you and I count as... now...?
After all, she had only been in charge of the main branch of the family for a short time when this happened.
Jiang Yunjin paused for a moment, then frowned: "That's not what I meant."
He said in a serious tone: "The servants in the manor are exchanging gifts in private and engaging in lewd behavior in broad daylight, which has violated the rules of the manor. I am also at fault in this matter."
Although he took the blame upon himself, he said that "she" was also at fault, clearly feeling that she also bore responsibility, which led to the incident where the servants in the mansion had an affair and were caught by outsiders.
He kept talking about rules, and Cui Yiluo retorted directly, "Is rule all you care about, my husband?"
Jiang Yunjin seemed to sense the sarcasm in her tone, frowned, but still said, "Without rules, there can be no order."
Cui Yiluo smiled, but her eyes were icy: "My husband says to follow the rules, but does that mean he's completely disregarding reason and emotion?"
The more he talked about following the rules, the more she wanted to break those rules, pull him down from his high position, and turn him into the very thing she least wanted to be.
Rules are made by people, but are rules the truth? Just now she said that she would just kick the two out of the mansion. Both Madam Zhu and Old Madam Jiang felt that she was too soft-hearted. Before leaving, Old Madam Jiang even warned her with her eyes, which made her feel that she was not strict in managing her subordinates. The northwest and Lingnan are remote. The two people will probably die on the way before they even arrive. This is the rule of the Jiang mansion.
Cui Yiluo didn't consider herself kind-hearted or soft-hearted, but she truly loathed rules. Rules only bound those who followed them and those who didn't. If she had followed the rules, she would have been bound by filial piety and might have been tortured to death by Yao Shi long ago. Even if she hadn't been tortured by Yao Shi, she would have been raised by Yao Shi to be illiterate, unskilled in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting.
When she reached a certain age, because of her beauty, she was used as a pawn by Yao and forced to marry someone, where she was completely drained of her lifeblood.
But she was rebellious. It was precisely because of her disobedience that Yao Shi has survived to this day, escaping Cheng Feng and her disgusting maternal family.
But now, in the strictly rule-bound Jiang family, everyone rigidly follows the rules without regard for personal feelings, making her completely out of place. Not to mention, the man she shares a bed with every day is the most law-abiding member of the Jiang family.
Cui Yiluo thought sarcastically, "Jiang Yunjin probably knows all those family rules by heart. When the old lady punishes him by making him copy the family rules ten times, he doesn't even need to bother referring to the rules; he can just memorize them."
He was so disciplined in everything he did, unable to abandon the rules of etiquette.
She bewitched him. That day, the room was in a mess. Except for the curtains, the screen, windowsill, and table all had traces. At that time, he completely abandoned the rules, unlike now. It was a one-time thing, and the style was even more monotonous.
Once the effects of the drug wore off, he reverted to being a law-abiding and conventional person.
She would make him watch her fall into depravity, watching her abandon all rules, even when he wasn't under the influence of the medicine.
Jiang Yunjin said in a deep voice, "I am not being unreasonable, but in this matter, the two of them were engaging in lewd acts in broad daylight and in front of others, so they should be punished."
Cui Yilu smiled, her lips curving upwards.
The moment he finished speaking, a force suddenly struck him in front of him, causing him to fall back onto the couch behind him. The rosewood tea table tilted, and a few drops of tea spilled from the porcelain cup, glistening even more in the twilight shining through the carved window.
Jiang Yunjin steadied himself and sat down on the soft, fragrant body.
She pressed herself against him, and the warmth of her skin instantly seeped through his robes.
Jiang Yunjin's eyes darkened: "Get out."
He stood ramrod straight, and his solemn third-rank official robe made him appear even more serious. He exuded an aura of authority without even speaking, and his cold expression at this moment sent chills down people's spines.
But Cui Yiluo was straddling him at this moment, her soft and alluring charm contrasting with his unyielding firmness, yet she seemed to have the upper hand.
Jiang Yunjin was below, his face cold, his back straight, his head slightly tilted back, and his warning gaze exuding pressure.
Cui Yiluo had just pushed him down, and now she was completely uninhibited. She sneered and looked at him with a provocative look: "If I don't get down, will my husband scold me for not knowing the rules and breaking etiquette?"
Jiang Yunjin appeared serious and slightly annoyed, but Cui Yiluo could feel the rapid heat pressing against her. If she hadn't been pressing down on him, it would have felt as hot as his straight and unyielding back at that moment.
Jiang Yunjin clearly sensed it; he was most perceptive at that moment. He also knew that Cui Yiluo, who was closely pressed against it, could also sense it, and his expression immediately turned even colder.
He said, his voice heavy with apprehension, "Since you know the rules, don't act recklessly."
Cui Yiluo chuckled, feigning innocence: "What's wrong, husband? Why do you call it nonsense between husband and wife?"
As she spoke, she shifted back and forth, and a large hand instantly gripped her waist, stopping her movements. The veins on the back of the hand bulged out, standing out prominently against her pale skin.
The heat intensified, as if it were about to burst through.
It goes without saying that her official robes were now in a disheveled state.
“Cui Yiluo,” he said in a deep voice, his eyes dark and gloomy as if a storm was about to break out, “Get down.”
Cui Yiluo remained motionless, her beautiful face smiling in a way that appeared innocent and harmless, like a pure camellia.
Her voice was sweet and clear, as if she were merely curious: "Why doesn't my husband call me Cui anymore? I just wonder what rule it is that you call your wife by her given name directly?"
This is a satire of the time when she teased him by taking his measurements behind the screen in Minghua Pavilion, only to be scolded by him.
Jiang Yunjin seemed to be speechless, his face was ashen, and veins bulged on his forehead. Perhaps it was from anger, but he could hardly contain his rage.
Even through the two layers of clothing, Cui Yiluo could feel it very clearly, and she was even more satisfied with his reaction. He was holding her waist, but he was mindful of the rules and didn't restrain the parts that should be restrained. But thinking about it, it made sense; even on the bed, he only touched her waist.
Isn't he just such a stubborn and unreasonable person who adheres to the rules so rigidly and boringly, even in bed?
Jiang Yunjin parted his thin lips slightly, seemingly about to rebuke her, when Cui Yiluo smiled, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes. Suddenly, she moved and slapped him even more recklessly.
The man's breathing became erratic for a moment, and he closed his eyes tightly in unbearable discomfort. The words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat and turned into a suppressed groan.
Cui Yiluo chuckled, her tone both provocative and smug: "It's not dark yet, my husband, tell me, wouldn't you and I be engaging in daytime debauchery?"
She emphasized the last four words.
"Cui Yiluo." The words were almost squeezed out of his lips, his voice was a little hoarse, which weakened his originally imposing aura, but his back was still straight, resilient and unyielding.
Cui Yiluo interrupted, "What does my husband want?"
Looking into the man's gloomy eyes, Cui Yilu smiled playfully and whispered in a seductive voice, "Husband, why don't I teach you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Cui Yiluo pulled his large hand, which was pinching her waist, down and placed it on her buttocks. She laughed wildly, her soft palm pressing against the back of his hand with its protruding knuckles, the tension and stiffness masking the softness.
Jiang Yunjin was stunned for a moment, unsure whether it was because of her boldness or the sudden shock.
Suddenly attacked from both sides, Jiang Yunjin's eyes darkened to the extreme, like snow melting on a high mountain, leaving only towering peaks. He had reached his limit of endurance, his sword-like eyebrows pressed down heavily, and he tried to pull his hand out forcefully, while his other hand was also poised to lift her up directly.
Seeing this, Cui Yiluo recklessly rammed forward. His chest was strong and his body was as steady as Mount Tai, so he was able to steadily receive the softness.
His hand suddenly froze.
Cui Yiluo reached out and hugged his neck, then lowered her face and kissed his thin lips.
The man paused for a moment, and in that instant, Zhang Chun extended her tongue and lightly hooked it around his. He seemed to be stunned and caught off guard, and she easily penetrated him.
Her movements were not intense, only hooking and gently guiding, but this seemed more unbearable than intensity, like a feather caressing or clear water flowing gently, carrying the tenderness of a woman.
Cui Yiluo initiated a kiss, but Jiang Yunjin only slightly parted his thin lips, remaining unresponsive and motionless. However, he did not push her away. She tentatively opened her eyes, only to be met with the man's dark, inky gaze. He was staring intently at her, as if he were eyeing his prey, a storm brewing in the darkness.
The rebuke responded, and Meng jumped up, seemingly from ancient times, with a piece of lapis lazuli.
Cui Yiluo no longer closed her eyes; her eyes, brimming with autumn water, seemed to have a hook, as if in provocation, but even more so as to bewitch one's soul.
Their gazes met, and rather than a tender kiss, it resembled a fierce confrontation.
Cui Yiluo gently licked it, but suddenly, he slammed his tongue up, as if he could no longer tolerate the lukewarm response.
Even the large hand placed on the pig tightened, easily taking control.
Her embrace made it easier for him to control her at that moment. Cui Yiluo shrugged her shoulders, just like a mountain that kept climbing, but she had no room to escape and could only endure his constant pressure.
A long, iron arm crossed diagonally across his waist, gripping the cotton purse and immobilizing him completely.
His actions were like punishment, yet also like self-abandonment; he was completely different from her gentle and kind approach.
She seemed to be completely enveloped, with nowhere to escape.
The fire burned brighter and brighter, and Jiang Yunjin's hot breath sprayed onto her cheeks, which seemed to be the reason why Cui Yiluo's fair face turned blush.
She closed her eyes and endured it, responding calmly and unhurriedly.
But this is more like being cut with a dull knife, which is extremely painful.
He slid his arm down and lifted her up in his arms, but his large hands remained tightly in place. He suddenly rolled her over and held her close, but kept his head down, never separating from her for even a moment.
The situation seemed to suddenly reverse. The most upright man, dressed in a crimson official robe, now covered the person, ignoring the fact that he was about to knock over the rosewood tea table and that his official robe would be splashed with tea.
His thin, muscular frame drooped down, his arms tightening around his neck.
His breathing grew heavier, and with Cui Yiluo's increasingly ardent response, he hurriedly hooked his jade belt with his fingers, about to untie it.
Suddenly, the student was bitten hard.
Blood was drawn quickly, and his crimson official robes accentuated his snow-white face, giving it an air of forbidden desire.
Cui Yiluo pressed herself against his chest, creating a small distance between them. Her lips were red and glistening, like a peony that had just been watered.
"What are you doing, my husband?" she asked with a playful smile.
Facing the man's gloomy face, Cui Yiluo smiled even more triumphantly, her glistening lips and the watery eyes that had welled up with tears from what had just happened both charming and lively.
As Xiao Tui approached Zeng Zeng, sensing his reaction, she laughed and said, "Husband, are you going to break your vows and indulge in sensual pleasures with me in broad daylight?"
"Isn't this what my husband despises the most? Yi Luo really doesn't want to break my husband's rules, what should I do?"
Author's Note: [Poor thing] I've been played again.
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