Half-asleep, I felt short of breath and woke up in a daze. I saw that I was being pinned down by someone, with my hands held above my head, unable to move.
Driven by desire and intoxication, someone buried their head in her neck, their hot breath falling on her skin, sending shivers down their spines.
He was biting her neck like a snack, and He Yue's face immediately darkened.
What's going on here?!
He lay on her in the middle of the night and then gnawed on her like a snack. Is he a dog?
The key point is that I could clearly feel his desire; the place on my neck where I was bitten was a little painful, and also a little tingly and numb.
Damn it! Even when he's drunk, he still won't behave!
"Let go of me!" He Yue said angrily, trying to break free with some force.
Sensing her struggle, he gripped her hands even tighter, showing no intention of letting go.
Instead, he reached his other hand inside her clothes.
He Yue felt like cursing.
What's going on here?
Pretending to be drunk?!
The two hadn't been intimate for a long time, and Heyue was still a little sensitive. She suppressed the soft moan that was about to escape her lips and bit her tongue hard.
The person in front of her seemed quite reckless, and He Yue really couldn't easily break free from his grasp.
She didn't want him to succeed, but she couldn't stop him.
When he was drunk, he was not as obedient as usual. Instead, he exuded a domineering aura, like a real adult man with immense strength.
I remember he was always a heavy drinker. When he came back before, Yue suspected he was faking it, but when she saw that he was not in a good state of mind and was talking nonsense, she believed that he was really drunk.
Seeing that he was still thinking about this even when he was drunk, she began to have doubts again.
So he pretended to be annoyed: "If you're sober, leave. Don't use alcohol as an excuse to cause trouble here!"
The person on top of her paused for a moment, which He Yue noticed keenly. She sneered inwardly, "Ha, just as I thought!"
But instead of leaving, he intensified his actions, his breathing becoming more rapid, and kissed her face.
He closed his eyes, his chest heaving rapidly. When he opened them again, his gaze had turned icy: "Do you want me to do it?!"
Thirteen whispered with a chuckle in her ear, "Anyway, I'm not leaving today. At worst, you can beat me up. Tomorrow I'll go to court with my injuries, and if Father Emperor asks, I'll just tell him the truth: it was my wife who beat me!"
Ha! You dare threaten her?!
He Yue was stunned and furious, cursing him under her breath as a scoundrel, but she really couldn't do anything about it.
She's practically let a wolf into the house!
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have bothered with him and let him fend for himself.
Thirteen raised his head, his bright eyes fixed on her gritted teeth, his brows and eyes full of gentle smiles: "You dare say you don't care about me? Otherwise, you could just throw me out. You brought me in here of your own accord, how could I possibly let down my wife's kindness?"
He Yue was secretly annoyed by his words, thinking, "Who cares? Stop being so presumptuous. I just don't want another drunkard causing trouble in my yard."
But she herself felt guilty, so she didn't say it aloud, and just glared at him angrily.
"Anyway, you've already punished me these past few days. I know I was wrong. How about you forgive me this time, my lady?!" He softened his tone, pressing his face close to hers and gently rubbing against her.
He Yue was almost swayed by his actions and the aggrieved tone in his words, but the next moment, she looked at him coldly: "What if I don't agree?"
Now that she was under his control and couldn't get away with it, his soft, coquettish behavior only made He Yue angrier.
There's a proper way to beg for mercy. How can you use force while saying nice things at the same time?
Thirteen's lips curled into a pleased smile, his eyes shining even brighter, completely unconcerned about her obvious annoyance: "Then I can only trouble the Princess Consort."
He Yue didn't understand what he meant for a moment and stared blankly into space.
It wasn't until he closed his eyes, his cheek drew close, and his lips were sealed the next instant that she realized what had happened.
No matter how much he struggled, it was useless. He always acted so cute and adorable, and I always thought he was an obedient white rabbit. Who knew he was actually a hidden big bad wolf.
The night passed very slowly, and Heyue felt more powerless and angry than ever before.
Even a rabbit will bite when cornered; that saying is certainly true.
I underestimated his shamelessness before.
The next day, Thirteen went to court feeling refreshed, while Heyue hid under the covers and angrily pounded the bed, accidentally aggravating her wound and wincing in pain.
I took a deep breath and silently told myself, "Don't get angry, don't get angry... How can I not get angry! How can I hold my head up if I don't teach him a lesson?!"
I had just gotten up at Chenshi (7-9 AM) and had breakfast when a servant came to report that Fucha Yuxiu had come to visit.
Since getting married, the two rarely saw each other, as they were no longer young ladies and could not go out to play as they pleased.
Hearing that she had arrived, he was naturally overjoyed, which somewhat eased his morning's gloom.
They were immediately invited to the main courtyard, and Heyue personally greeted them at the entrance.
Seeing Yuxiu's dignified and elegant figure slowly approaching, Heyue smiled sincerely, took two steps forward, and held her hand to stop her from bowing: "It's been so long, I've missed you so much."
Yu Xiu smiled gently, but then chided, "You're still so unreliable even after getting married."
Heyue playfully stuck out her tongue: "I just forgot because I was so happy!"
I completely forgot that people in ancient times avoided talking about things like death.
The two sat on the couch in the west side room, and Heyue instructed someone to prepare several kinds of snacks that Yuxiu liked.
"That's wonderful. Getting married and becoming a prince's wife really makes a difference. You're so much better than that tomboy you used to be," Yuxiu teased her with a smile when no one else was around.
He Yue sighed, looking distressed: "I would rather things were like before. Now I really can't do anything freely."
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