Chapter 110 You want to sleep with me?
"It's me."
Sheng Yunche chuckled and responded, then took Ye Mingzhu's hand and headed towards the courtyard gate.
Ye Mingzhu quickly pulled him back and gently reminded him, "Husband, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Have you been to Jingchun Residence?"
"I've already been there." Sheng Yunche said with a smile. "I went to my mother's place as soon as I got back to the manor. When I heard that you had already returned, I came to catch up with you."
"That's good." Ye Mingzhu nodded.
After saying that, she didn't know what else to say.
Looking up at the man in front of her, she saw thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge, and a layer of stubble on his chin that made him look different from his usual noble and handsome appearance, with a touch of wild handsomeness.
Under the moonlight, there is an even more breathtaking beauty, which is incredibly alluring.
But she wondered if it was just her imagination, because she felt his lips looked a little pale.
Just as he thought of this, a smile flashed across Sheng Yunche's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "Want to kiss me?"
"..." Ye Mingzhu took a step back in fright, waving her hands repeatedly to prove her innocence, "I didn't."
“You can have it.” Taking her hand again, Sheng Yunche rubbed his prickly stubble against her forehead, his eyes showing dissatisfaction, seemingly unhappy that she had the desire but not the courage to do it.
Ye Mingzhu: "..."
She really didn't.
But... if he wanted to, she could cooperate.
Considering his safe return and escape from the calamity of his past life, she could indulge him a little.
But just as she was about to say "okay," Sheng Yunche's expression changed, and he coughed.
Although she managed to cover it with a handkerchief, the blood trickling from the corner of her lips was still shockingly visible.
"Your Excellency!" Ye Mingzhu exclaimed, "You're injured?"
Sheng Yunche immediately replied, "No."
Ye Mingzhu didn't believe it.
But when she asked again, Sheng Yunche only casually said that he had been injured before and was almost healed now, and refused to let her take his pulse.
"Have you had dinner yet?" Ye Mingzhu could only ask.
Sheng Yunche said, "You make the arrangements."
That's it.
As Ye Mingzhu walked forward, she asked Baozan to ask the small kitchen for some food. The dishes she ordered were all ones that Sheng Yunche used to like.
Then she instructed Ruyi to prepare hot soup in the bathhouse and to prepare clean clothes for Sheng Yunche to change into.
Sheng Yunche held her hand in his, listened to her soft and melodious voice, and smiled broadly, suddenly understanding the meaning of "peaceful and quiet life".
Only then did he finally understand what his rough men meant by "a wife, children, and a warm bed."
When the food was served, Ye Mingzhu, though she had just eaten dinner, was worried that Sheng Yunche would find it boring to eat alone, so she ate a few more bites with him.
After resting for a while after dinner, Sheng Yunche took a bath. He came out of the bathroom covered in hot steam, and the new stubble on his chin had been shaved off, leaving only a layer of bluish hair.
Ye Mingzhu invited him to sit down on the low couch and carefully combed his hair with a comb.
After she put down the soft white cloth in her hand, he pulled her into his arms and carried her to the window to sit down and admire the moon.
Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The moon hanging in the sky is like a silver plate, big and round.
Held in his arms, Ye Mingzhu braced her hands against his chest and asked with a mixture of surprise and hesitation, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"You want to sleep with me?" Sheng Yunche asked back.
Ye Mingzhu took a deep breath, her face flushed red from his question, and she remained silent for a long time.
Sheng Yunche couldn't help but chuckle and continued to tease her, "Don't worry, I'll satisfy you later."
"...I don't have those kinds of thoughts, so what do I need you to satisfy?" Ye Mingzhu couldn't help but retort.
"Don't you want to sleep?" Sheng Yunche feigned surprise. "When you urged me, I thought you were sleepy."
Ye Mingzhu: "...?"
She couldn't win any argument, so she gritted her teeth and punched him in the chest in anger.
Sheng Yunche looked at her with a smile, his expression unchanged.
But her eyes widened as she sensed something was wrong with her subordinate.
"Why are you wrapped in bandages? You said you weren't injured, are you lying to me?" Ye Mingzhu asked in surprise, reaching out to tug at Sheng Yunche's clothes, but he held her hand tightly.
"So eager, yet you said you hadn't thought about that." Smiling at her, Sheng Yunche said, "Don't move, just let me hold you like this, okay?"
But such blush-inducing words were no longer enough to appease Ye Mingzhu.
He was always the one who liked to kiss her there; she had never done the same for him.
Turning the tables on someone else.
Speechless, she bit her lip and glared at the rambling man before pulling her hand away and then reaching for his collar.
Unfortunately, she still failed.
He had barely loosened Sheng Yunche's clothes a little, and before he could even take a second look, he carried her to the bedside.
He gently tossed her onto the bed and then bent down.
A large hand gripped both of her slender wrists and pressed them above her head, while his other hand held her waist. His handsome face pressed down on her, and he kissed her forcefully.
Although it had only been a short time since we last met, it was as if he had been enduring for a very long time.
The gentleness and composure he had learned before were gone, and he seemed to have returned to the impulsive and intense state he had been in at the beginning, wanting to bite her lips until they bled and swelled.
"Hmm..." Ye Mingzhu gasped softly, too exhausted to think of anything else.
When she wasn't paying attention, a smile flashed across Sheng Yunche's eyes.
After the kiss ended, Ye Mingzhu was completely limp, her red lips slightly parted as she breathed, a strand of hair clinging to the corner of her lips, making her look incredibly beautiful.
Sheng Yunche lay down beside her, playing with her ink-black hair as he asked, "Did you miss me?"
"No," Ye Mingzhu replied defiantly.
After a long silence from the man, fearing he might be disappointed, she looked up and met a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The large hand that was against her lower back moved upwards and grasped a full moon.
Sheng Yunche asked in a low, threatening voice, "You say you didn't?"
Ye Mingzhu bent over, trying to get away from him, but he pulled her back. She vaguely sensed his arousal, lowered her eyes to hide her panic, and her mind was filled with shyness.
"Your Highness..." she asked nervously, "Are we going to consummate our marriage tonight? Are you sure your body can handle it?"
She was very nervous.
"No." Sheng Yunche gritted his teeth, swallowing the sorrow in his heart, and kissed her lips with a light laugh. "The previous wedding night doesn't count. I'll make up for it by giving you a grand wedding day that belongs to us. On that day, I won't let you go."
"Our wedding?" Ye Mingzhu asked in surprise.
Sheng Yunche raised an eyebrow and asked, "Otherwise what?"
When he stormed the wedding, he had to tear the wedding clothes off Sheng Huai'an. He was a head taller and broader than Sheng Huai'an, and it was only with difficulty that he managed to put them on.
Like him, Ye Mingzhu also thought of her wedding night a few months ago and couldn't help but smile.
"Still laughing?" Sheng Yunche narrowed his phoenix eyes threateningly, pulled his large hand out of her close-fitting bodice, and placed it back on her waist, giving it a punishing pinch.
I have itchy spots on my waist.
Ye Mingzhu couldn't resist the ticklish feeling and burst out laughing.
The two have reached an understanding.
Once Sheng Yunche has prepared the wedding night candles, the two will consummate their marriage.
Ye Mingzhu is not in a hurry.
Sheng Yunche was simply stalling for time, afraid that his wounds would be discovered.
After a bit of playful fighting, the two quieted down and fell asleep together.
Long hair intertwined with long hair, hands clasped together, a rare quiet and warm atmosphere gently permeated between the bed curtains.
Ye Mingzhu closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
I pinch myself every now and then to keep myself alert.
She knew Sheng Yunche didn't want her to ask about his injury, but it was okay, she could wait.
She didn't know how much time had passed when she felt the person next to her breathing become long and even, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep. She slowly got up and carefully got out of bed.
She picked up a lamp and placed it on the bedside table. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she carefully pulled open Sheng Yunche's collar and looked at his chest.
Upon closer inspection, it was indeed seen that he had a rough bandage wrapped around his chest, which he had obviously just casually wrapped himself after taking a bath.
I don't know if the wound has reopened, but there are specks of blood seeping through the white gauze. Amidst the faint smell of blood, you can also vaguely smell some medicine.
He's really injured!
He actually said no!
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