Chapter 1 Tianzhang Xi Na is also your child
The Duke of Dingguo's mansion in Yujing recently had a joyous occasion: the heir's wife had given birth to a son.
The Emperor personally wrote the inscription and bestowed upon him a plaque made of golden nanmu wood, which was hung on the main door of his grandson's house, becoming a well-known story.
Looking back, the reason why the Crown Prince was able to marry his wife was because of the Emperor's personal decree, which made this perfect match possible.
Everyone envied the Crown Prince's wife's destiny.
The daughter of a carpenter from a small county in Qingzhou actually managed to marry into the Duke of Dingguo's family. I wonder what kind of good fortune her ancestors had.
Lin Shutang sometimes wondered why she had insisted on turning back and getting herself into all this trouble.
"Please open your eyes and take a look at the young master, Madam."
The Duke of Dingguo's mansion was filled with joy and festive cheer, with red ribbons and colorful lanterns everywhere. However, one courtyard was eerily quiet.
Inside the bedroom, where you could hear a pin drop, a group of servants knelt on a light pink velvet carpet.
The one speaking was the head nanny, who was holding a baby wrapped tightly in a brocade quilt in her arms. The baby's round, bright eyes, visible on the baby's fair face, blinked curiously as the baby stared at the nanny.
So incredibly cute.
The old woman looked at the child in her arms and felt her heart melt. She couldn't understand how the young master's wife could be so heartless. Even if she had a grudge against the young master, how could she involve the child in that dissatisfaction?
After thinking it over, she mustered up her courage and said, "Madam, please take a look at the young master. After all, he was born after you carried him for ten months."
The old woman mentioned the pain of childbirth, hoping to awaken Lin Shutang's maternal love.
Lin Shutang felt annoyed by what she heard, so she simply turned over and buried her face even further into the bed.
If it weren't for the hoarseness in his voice, he probably would have been even angrier, saying, "Take it away."
“…This…Madam…”
The old woman was clearly taken aback by this remark and didn't know how to react for a moment.
These are, after all, the lady's own children. How could the lady use a word like "take"?
It was as if they were about to discard something they didn't want.
"It's been so many days since you gave birth, how long are you going to stay angry?"
Just as the old women were at their wits' end, a deep, cold voice came from outside the six folding screens behind them.
Upon hearing this, the servants immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, their foreheads beaded with sweat.
The young master's orders were for them to make sure the madam saw the young master no matter what, but let alone see him, the madam wouldn't even give them a glance.
Up to this point, the lady has only said one thing to them: get out.
Everyone's hearts were pounding in their chests; they hadn't fulfilled the prince's orders. Punishment was inevitable.
The steady footsteps landed on the velvet carpet, easily silencing the sound. Out of the corner of her eye, the old woman saw a pair of jade-toed boots made of white satin stepping past her ear, still damp with the frost from outside.
Only after the person had passed did he breathe a sigh of relief without making a sound.
The man sat in front of the rosewood canopy bed, lifted the lotus-patterned curtain, and looked at the woman who was pretending to sleep on the bed.
The woman wore no makeup, and a section of her delicate skin peeked out from under her dark blue brocade quilt, dazzlingly white.
Her hair was thick with ink, her eyelashes were like butterfly wings, her jawline was as soft as jade, and her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, graceful and charming.
Lying on the tatami mat at this moment, there is not a trace of laziness or languor, but rather a broken beauty like pear blossoms being crushed, making one want to destroy it.
Shen Yun's Adam's apple bobbed slightly; it had been a long time since he had touched her.
But I also know that she has just given birth and needs to recover.
The thought of their child brought a glimmer of light to Shen Mo's eyes, and his tone softened, unlike the coldness he had displayed in the outer room.
He chatted casually with her, just like an ordinary couple. "You haven't seen the baby once since you gave birth. He's very well-behaved. His nose and mouth look just like yours."
“He cried especially hard today, probably because he misses his mother.” Shen Yun’s tone seemed to carry a hint of grievance as she finished speaking.
I don't know if it's for the child or for myself.
Lin Shutang swallowed hard, and she had been trembling ever since she heard Shen Yun's voice.
It was almost an instinctive reaction.
Over the years, she had been entangled with him for so long, and she thought she could accept it, but that was until the arrival of this child…
"He's just a little beast who's just opened his eyes, what does he know?"
Lin Shutang couldn't help but be sarcastic, his light tone carrying an undisguised disgust and heavy hatred.
She was forced to give birth to this child by Shen Yun, so why should she go see him?
As soon as the words left his mouth, the kneeling servants on the ground were all terrified, their souls nearly leaving their bodies.
Without even looking at the young master's reaction, they could guess what was going on just from the sudden, tense atmosphere in the room.
Everyone was trembling with fear.
Shen Yun's voice was no longer as relaxed as before, carrying a hint of heaviness, as if she was suppressing something, "That is also your child."
"Oh, really?" Lin Shutang said dismissively.
She finally turned her head to look at him directly, but her eyes were bloodshot. "But just thinking about how your blood is still flowing in his body makes me feel nauseous."
"Do you find him disgusting, or am I disgusting?"
Shen Yun frowned deeply, his expression turning very unpleasant, as if he were truly angry.
He lifted Lin Shutang's chin and moved closer, his gaze sweeping over her face before finally settling on her red lips. The deep intimacy in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a mischievous glint, yet still tinged with coldness. "And what about when I enter you? What about when I ejaculate inside you? Will you feel disgusted?"
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"Shut up!"
Lin Shutang's eyes widened in disbelief.
She had witnessed his shamelessness, but each time he managed to redefine her understanding of him.
A group of servants were kneeling in front of the canopy bed, and there were also maids on duty nearby.
With so many people around, how dare he!
Lin Shutang wasn't sure if they had heard her. She was both ashamed and angry, and couldn't say a word for a long time. She could only stare at Shen Yun resentfully.
The resentment in her eyes seemed to overflow, and Shen Yun felt as if he had been burned. He turned his eyes away and withdrew his hand.
She took a deep breath and said, "Fine, you just gave birth, I won't hold it against you."
He said earnestly, "Ah Tang, when will you understand that as long as you are obedient and live a good life with me, I can give you anything you want?"
"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, Lin Shutang merely sneered, "If you really wanted to live a good life, you should have made me abort this child back then, instead of putting on this act here now!"
"Marital relations and the continuation of offspring are matters of moral order. If you truly wanted to live a good life with me, you wouldn't be so resistant to bearing my child." Shen Yun stared at her, his eyes blazing. "Unless, you still want to escape?"
The last syllable of his voice was slightly raised, and the darkness in his eyes completely blurred.
Lin Shutang felt a chill run down his spine, and even wondered if a window hadn't been closed properly, letting in a strong gust of wind.
She couldn't help but be afraid of Shen Yun; even though she was angry, she still couldn't stop trembling.
Her eyes were red, her heart was swollen, and a surge of pride welled up from somewhere. She stared at Shen Yun with extreme sarcasm, "Since Your Highness values ethics and morality so much, do you understand that forcibly marrying someone, coercing them into marriage, and taking them as a concubine are acts that violate morality?"
When she brought up the past again, Shen Yun's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal.
His eyes were gentle as he reached out to tuck her disheveled quilt, his manner utterly considerate. "Is my wife still half asleep? Have you forgotten that I am here by imperial decree to marry you, we..."
He leaned down and breathed softly into her ear, saying, "I am deeply grateful for the Emperor's grace; this is a match made in heaven."
As he finished speaking, he met Lin Shutang's startled gaze and smiled gently.
His handsome appearance, though clearly bright and unassuming, seemed to Lin Shutang like a ruthless demon who devoured people without spitting out the bones.
He used the imperial decree to force her to submit, and now he wants to use such rhetoric to whitewash their rotten marriage.
Just like now, judging from the kneeling servants outside, their posture was undoubtedly one of deep affection and intimate whispering.
But who knows the fear and malice in her heart?
"Shen Yun, you'd better stay high and mighty forever. I'm waiting to see you fall to the ground and the Shen family be utterly destroyed." Lin Shutang stared intently at him.
Shen Yun remained expressionless, but her tone was full of affection, "You're talking nonsense again."
He reached to the side, and as soon as Lin Shutang heard the familiar sound of a chain, Shen Yun had already grabbed her ankle without giving her a chance to object. With a crisp "click," a pure gold bracelet was fastened around her fair ankle.
The end is connected to the pillar of the canopy bed, which is as hard as iron and difficult to break.
"Chen Yun, what are you doing!" Lin Shutang's voice was hoarse, and her feet kept struggling. The clattering sound of the gold chain was particularly clear in the breathless room.
The chains were only removed when she was about to give birth, and now, just a few days later, Shen Yun has put them back on her!
"I'm not your pet, canary, let me go!" Lin Shutang glared at him resentfully.
"Since you don't want the honor of being the Crown Prince's wife, you should think it over carefully inside the house first."
Shen Yun stood up with an indifferent expression, looked down at her, uttered those words, and then turned and left.
As he passed the kneeling servants, he paused slightly and said, "Take good care of the lady."
The tone was chilling, carrying a strong warning.
The old women hurriedly buried their heads deeper into the blankets, wishing they could bury their entire heads in the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Your old servants will remember."
"Shen Yun, you bastard!"
Behind him, Lin Shutang's curses continued, the sound of gold chains piercing his ears like sharp thorns. Shen Yun strode into the outer room, pushed open the door, and left.
At the foot of Xiwu Mountain, the Imperial Training Ground.
Shen Yun had been there for nearly an hour, and the target wall was covered with a dense array of iron arrows.
With each new arrow he nocked and drew his bow, the shockwave from the arrow piercing the wall would cause the new iron arrow to bend and break, the force seemingly intent on destroying the entire target wall.
Ji Huaiyi stood under the pavilion not far away, watching with trepidation.
From the moment Li Shenyun entered the Imperial Training Ground today, he sensed that something was wrong with his mood.
His face was shrouded in gloom, his lips pursed and he remained silent, like a wooden puppet tirelessly shooting arrows.
Following his training method, even with protective gear, Ji Huaiyi knew without even looking that there wouldn't be much good flesh left in his palms.
Sure enough, the tips of the most recent arrows were already stained with bright red blood, making them appear black.
His Majesty, showing compassion, granted Shen Yun special leave to enjoy the joy of having a son, allowing her to bathe and revel in the happiness of her family.
Instead of staying peacefully at the Duke's mansion, he came to the Imperial Training Ground to cause trouble.
Ji Huaiyi shook his head. Without even thinking, he knew that he must have had another disagreement with his partner.
Stealing a glance at him, Ji Huaiyi felt he couldn't stay there any longer. Just as he turned to leave, he heard Shen Yun's cold voice calling him over.
Ji Huaiyi gritted his teeth inwardly. Could it be that he'd been challenged to a duel again? He'd been attending too many wedding banquets lately, and he was feeling dizzy and had no energy left to fight him.
"General Wei, please spare me." Ji Huaiyi was quite flexible and acquiesced before even having a chance to fight.
Shen Yun glanced at him, tossed the bow and arrows to a soldier beside her, and pulled him to sit on the steps.
He picked up the wine jar next to him, removed the stopper, and handed it to Ji Huaiyi.
Is there any alcohol to drink?
Ji Huaiyi felt relieved.
He gripped the neck of the bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped down a large mouthful of strong liquor. The liquor seemed to stir his chivalrous spirit, and he finally dared to ask Shen Yun what had happened.
Shen Yun lowered her head, her gaze unfocused, her fingertips gripping the mouth of the jar, the blood in her palm dripping into it or flowing down the rim onto the wine's surface.
He was completely unaware.
Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Ji Huaiyi figured something serious must have happened.
The last time I saw Shen Yun like this was probably three years ago.
At that time, Shen Yun had just used her military merits to request the Emperor to grant her a marriage decree.
They say that people are in high spirits when they have good news, but before Shen Yun could even feel happy, Lin Shutang ran away again!
After finding Lin Shutang, it's unclear what they talked about, but Shen Yun also looked distraught after she came out.
“I once heard someone say that if a son is born, the rift between husband and wife can be erased, and their affection will grow stronger day by day.” After a long while, Shen Yun’s voice came slowly.
Ji Huaiyi looked at him.
His throat bobbed painfully before he spoke again, "But why does she seem to hate me even more now?"
A note from the author:
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This is a work of the author's free spirit. Before it is presented in any actual form, such as in writing, the author is not sure what kind of monster the male protagonist will be.
In short, warnings of madness, yandere, lewdness, and even—the underworld.
The main theme is love and hate, but it may also lean towards pure love. It all depends on the author's mental state.
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