Chapter 39 Shan Yuming, with displeasure, longing, and dissatisfaction, sucked and bit...
Forsythia.
Cui Yiluo was slightly taken aback, then belatedly realized that the withered flower branch in the box did indeed resemble a forsythia.
Why is he keeping a withered forsythia? A scion of a noble family, who dislikes the Four Gentlemen of Flowers, instead treasures the humble forsythia.
Perhaps it was a gift from someone, something so important to him. Even someone as reserved as him could harbor a certain affection.
Cui Yiluo collected her thoughts, put the wooden box back deep inside the rosewood cabinet, picked up the Xuan paper and continued copying.
After lunch, Cui Yiluo was still in Jiang Yunjin's study when Lilan suddenly came to report that Jiang Zhaoyue had arrived with Yang Jingling. Cui Yiluo then put down her pen and went to the flower hall of Yuzhu Courtyard.
As soon as I entered the flower hall, I heard Jiang Zhaoyue's voice: "If Yiluo hadn't married my elder brother, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to step into Yuzhu Courtyard many times."
Jiang Yunjin's reputation for being aloof was widespread, and Yang Jingling, who was Jiang Mingxun's childhood sweetheart, had naturally heard about it. She smiled faintly and said, "Do you want to see your older brother more often?"
Jiang Zhaoyue quickly shook her head and looked at Cui Yiluo, who was sitting down: "It's good to see Yiluo more often. What do I need to see? I think I'll be having a little nephew and niece soon. Alas, it's a pity that my marriage is still unsettled."
Yang Jingling took a sip of tea with a calm expression and said, "I saw you and the Prefect of the Capital at Ruyi Tower last time..."
Jiang Zhaoyue's expression changed, and she quickly raised her voice to change the subject: "Yi Luo, when are you and your brother planning to have a child? I really can't imagine the image of your brother holding a baby."
Cui Yiluo found it both funny and helpless: "Why did you drag me into this, cousin?"
On the other side, Yang Jingling put down her teacup, opened her palm and said, "Yi Luo, let me take your pulse. If you want to have children, you should take care of yourself."
Seeing that the topic had been successfully diverted from her, Jiang Zhaoyue naturally encouraged Cui Yiluo to take her pulse.
Since it was about recuperating her own body, Cui Yiluo naturally wouldn't refuse.
Yang Jingling placed three fingers on Cui Yiluo's wrist for a moment, then had her switch hands and hold it again before withdrawing her hand and saying, "You're healthy, there's nothing wrong with you."
Cui Yiluo withdrew her wrist; she was naturally fine, as she always cherished her health. The one with the problem was clearly Jiang Yunjin.
Jiang Zhaoyue, who was standing to the side, thought the same thing as her: "Could it be that there is something wrong with my brother's health? He works hard day and night for official duties, exhausting himself. Yiluo, you should give my brother some more nourishment."
Cui Yiluo smiled but remained silent.
He was very strong, and not only did he almost break her apart every night, he could also control himself and not finish for a long time. He was clearly so tense that his veins were bulging, but after frowning and closing his eyes to calm down, he could pinch her waist again.
He even used more force, as if punishing her for deliberately forcing him.
But if it only happens once a night, it's naturally not so easy to get pregnant.
Yang Jingling seemed to keenly sense something and lowered her voice: "Did you use the box of things I gave you? You don't need to worry about the incense harming your body. It's not only harmless, but it can even help with conception."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoyue's expression became complex and varied, but in the end she said nothing, took a sip of tea, and turned her head away from them.
Yang Jingling was generous and straightforward, and being a doctor, Cui Yiluo naturally didn't have many concerns.
"I've never used it, and I don't think I'll ever need it."
Yang Jingling paused, then hesitated before tentatively asking, "Your husband..."
Cui Yiluo nodded.
Yang Jingling was clearly shocked for a few moments, then confirmed in disbelief: "But I gave you many booklets... I can't possibly have none of them..."
Under Yang Jingling's shocked gaze, Cui Yiluo nodded again.
Aside from the day she took Chinese medicine, it's strange that someone who only uses one type of medicine would cooperate with her using the things in that box. Sometimes, when she gets too agitated and complains that it's too deep, he would even cover her mouth.
At first, Cui Yiluo didn't realize it. She was already drowsy and her vision was blurry. It was only after it happened several times that she realized that what she was saying must have been "obscene" in his eyes, which is why he lowered his head and covered her up.
Therefore, no matter how many booklets Yang Jingling provided, someone as rigid as her on the couch would probably never need those booklets in her lifetime.
"However, this matter is nothing more than that."
At first, teasing Jiang Yunjin and watching him succumb to lust was somewhat interesting, but later it inevitably became monotonous and boring.
A hint of sympathy flickered in Yang Jingling's shocked eyes.
Is there no fun in doing this?
The room fell silent. Jiang Zhaoyue broke the silence, saying, "By the way, Yiluo, Fenghua Tower is putting on a new play tomorrow. The young actor is incredibly popular and famously handsome. It's a pity that tomorrow my brother is taking Jingling and me to Luoxia Peak to admire the autumn leaves, so I wasted a lot of money booking a private room. Why don't you and my brother go instead? Don't waste it."
Cui Yilu smiled and said, "He's busy with official duties, so let's not interfere with his business. But it's alright, I'll go with Lilan."
It would be more carefree and unrestrained. Besides, Jiang Yunjin would never get involved in such entertainment as watching plays; he would only think that indulging in frivolous pursuits would lead to a loss of ambition.
Jiang Zhaoyue nodded knowingly, "Then I'll have someone deliver the wooden plaque to you later."
After making a reservation for a private room at the Shengjing Central Academy of Drama, a wooden plaque will serve as proof, bearing the name of the corresponding private room. Upon entering the building, the plaque will be handed over, and a servant will then lead you to the corresponding private room.
Cui Yiluo nodded, her smile revealing her delight: "Then thank you very much, cousin."
She probably hasn't watched a play in a long time.
As soon as she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of a silver-gray robe out of the corner of her eye. The familiar style of the robe startled her, and she subconsciously looked over.
Her sudden head-up startled Jiang Zhaoyue and Yang Jingling.
Jiang Zhaoyue was positioned so that she could see Jiang Yunjin leaving through the carved window. She exclaimed in surprise, "Big Brother?"
Cui Yiluo's heart skipped a beat. When did he start standing outside the door? Could he have overheard her and Yang Jingling's conversation?
Jiang Yunjin seemed to be about to leave the flower hall, but was stopped by Jiang Zhaoyue, so he had to walk back to the flower hall door. His tall figure was back to the sunlight, casting a long shadow on the carpet inside the hall, and his handsome face also appeared somewhat somber because of the backlight.
Cui Yiluo secretly observed his expression. Seeing that his eyes were still as calm as ever, she felt a little relieved. She walked up to him and said with her usual smile, "Husband, why are you back so early today?"
He used to return home after finishing his shift, and often stayed to handle official business until it was completely dark before returning home.
Therefore, Cui Yiluo was able to chat with Jiang Zhaoyue and Yang Jingling in the flower hall without any restraint, and she did not keep quiet.
Jiang Yunjin said calmly, "I was handling official business in the city this afternoon, and I came back after I finished."
Cui Yiluo responded, her eyes brimming with tears as she smiled, and with a hint of teasing, asked casually, "Was my husband looking for me just now?"
Jiang Yunjin stared at her with his dark eyes, and after a moment said, "No, just passing by."
Upon hearing this, Cui Yiluo was completely relieved. He had always been a gentleman, and there was no one in the entire Jiang family who was more law-abiding than him. She figured he wouldn't do something like eavesdropping. It had been a while since she finished talking to Yang Jingling about that matter.
Moreover, if he had actually heard it, given his rigid and ascetic nature, he would certainly have been displeased. However, he appeared calm and did not seem displeased, and the direction he was heading from just now suggested that he was going to the study.
It seems they were just passing by.
Cui Yiluo felt relieved, and her smile deepened: "Then my husband, please go and get busy. I'll send someone to call you when it's time for dinner."
Jiang Yunjin's eyes were deep and unfathomable. He gave a soft "hmm" and turned to leave.
As the low pressure dissipated, the other two people sitting in the hall couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After chatting for a while, Yang Jingling took her leave as it was getting late, and Jiang Zhaoyue also returned to her own courtyard.
After dinner, Cui Yiluo hadn't finished copying the family rules, so she had to go to Jiang Yunjin's study again.
Still as silent as last night.
After copying it twice, Cui Yiluo's fingers were sore, so she called Lilan over: "Go and bring some midnight snacks."
After saying that, she looked at Jiang Yunjin beside her and said in a gentle tone, "My husband has worked hard today, so please have some too."
Lilan was about to leave after receiving the order when she was suddenly called back: "Wait."
Cui Yiluo glanced at the man beside her who had spoken up to stop her, and frowned slightly: "Does my husband have any other instructions?"
Jiang Yunjin slowly placed the wolf-hair brush in his hand on the brush holder, his tone calm yet serious, subtly suppressing a sense of pressure: "Eating is not allowed in the study."
Cui Yiluo had already guessed what he meant when he spoke, and said with a cold smile, "My husband is indeed a dignified and cautious person."
After saying that, she turned directly to Lilan: "Then that's fine, Lilan, brew a pot of Dancong tea."
Just as Lilan was about to agree, the man's cold voice rang out again: "Dancong tea has a sweet taste, which easily attracts insects and ants."
Cui Yiluo chuckled inwardly, but smiled faintly and said, "Official documents and books are of utmost importance to my husband; it was Yiluo's oversight."
Jiang Yunjin gave a soft "hmm," then picked up his pen again, regaining his focused expression, and began copying.
Cui Yiluo's interest was completely dampened, and she had no intention of resting any longer, so she picked up her pen again.
After copying for a while, Cui Yiluo didn't want to stay in the study any longer. Since there were still two days left before the deadline set by Old Madam Jiang, she went back to her room early. Jiang Yunjin, who was busy with official business during the day, had to spend extra time to finish the copying.
When he spoke to take his leave, Jiang Yunjin didn't even look up, his hands moving smoothly without stopping, and he only responded softly.
He seemed extremely focused, as if copying the family rules was not a punishment for him.
Cui Yiluo didn't linger and turned to leave the room.
After returning to her room and taking a bath, Lilan thoughtfully prepared water with added herbs for Cui Yiluo to soak her hands in, which helped to improve blood circulation and relieve her soreness and pain.
"The Jiang family is far too strict; they repeat those thick family rules ten times a day."
Cui Yiluo rubbed her right hand fingers absentmindedly and said, "They've always been like this. Right now, I only have the authority to manage the eldest son's branch of the family, and Jiang Yunjin is someone who values filial piety."
Lilan said irritably, "Young Master, you should just accept the punishment yourself."
Cui Yiluo carefully dried her fingers with a handkerchief. Just as Lilan was about to take the water away, Cui Yiluo suddenly called her back.
Beside the flickering candlelight, a woman stood slender and delicate, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, but her snow-white face, bathed in the warm yellow candlelight, held a slightly cold expression.
"Extinguish the candles."
The large bedroom was completely dark. Cui Yiluo lay down on her side, closed her eyes, and prepared to fall asleep.
Half-asleep, the door creaked open, and Cui Yiluo suddenly opened her eyes and looked outside.
Through the gaps in the hanging curtains and bamboo blinds, she confirmed that the person outside was Jiang Yunjin. Only then did the tension in her heart dissipate, and she turned over to continue sleeping with peace of mind.
After an unknown amount of time, the faint sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and footsteps gradually approached the bed.
Strangely, just moments ago Cui Yiluo was somewhat sleepy, but now that Jiang Yunjin had returned to his room and come out of the bathroom, her mind was becoming increasingly clear.
The other end of the brocade quilt covering the body was gently lifted.
A warm breath wafted from behind her, carrying a familiar scent of soapberry that was similar to the scent she wore.
In the silence, the man's deep, piercing voice suddenly rang out: "Not asleep?"
Cui Yiluo naturally did not answer.
The next instant, her body was suddenly flipped over. Before she could react in surprise, her chin was lifted up by slender fingers.
The man propped himself up on one arm and lay down on her, seemingly with displeasure, desire, and dissatisfaction. He sucked on her lips and forcefully thrust into her.
Author's note: That's it! [doge emoji]
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