That night, I heard music coming from outside, so I slowly walked to the door wearing a long coat.

The inner courtyard was so quiet that there was only the sound of the wind, but it was very lively outside. They seemed to be having a big banquet for guests again, but I also knew that I would not attend such occasions. I just looked at the sky over there and felt a little coldness. I couldn't help but stretch out my hand and tightened my clothes on my shoulders.

It's autumn.

Although the sun was still as bright as fire during the day, at night, the coolness in the wind was already unstoppable by thin clothes. When I stood at the door, I felt the cool breeze blowing through my ears, and even the candlelight in the room behind me swayed, casting my shadow on the ground and shaking it constantly.

Just like the world now and my state of mind, it is turbulent.

However, the only thing that is gratifying is that Miaoyan has already returned to Beijing with Pei Yuanhao.

This may not be the best choice for Miaoyan's life, but now it is her only way out. No matter what, curing her abscess is the top priority for me. No matter what I experience or what I have to bear, I cannot let my daughter spend her life ignorantly.

As for, after curing her, she should feel all the pain or happiness.

After Liu Qinghan, Xiao Yusheng and others rescued him, they must have returned to Xichuan. No matter what happens in Jiangnan, at least they will not be affected for the time being.

Thinking of this, I feel relieved.

After standing for a while, I felt the chill gradually rising. I was a little tired, but I didn't want to sleep. So I bent down and sat slowly on the steps, holding my knees and looking at the dark shadows of trees in the inner courtyard, slowly swaying with the wind.

At this time, there was a burst of rapid footsteps in front of me, and someone was saying something loudly. I looked up and saw that a team of guards hurriedly ran over with lanterns. When they saw me sitting at the door, they were stunned and looked at each other and couldn't speak. Finally, the leader of the team took a few steps, bowed carefully to me, and said, "Madam, isn't you sleeping yet so late?"

I glanced at them lightly: "What are you doing?"

"We were patrolling and guarding the inner courtyard on our orders. We just saw someone here and came over to check it out. It turned out to be the wife."

“…”

"Madam, it's too late at night. Please rest early and don't catch a cold."

“…”

They spoke sincerely, but when I saw that I had no reaction, they didn't dare to say anything. They bowed to me one after another, and then turned around and retreated.

I still sat at the door motionless.

The night was darker and the dew became heavier. After a while, the corners of my skirt were stained with wetness, and the tips of the hanging bamboo leaves in front of me were even more dew condensed, reflecting the swaying candlelight in the house, reflecting a faint light spot.

At this time, another sound of footsteps came from the dark path ahead.

This time, it was a person's footsteps, and he walked to me slowly. When he bent down to look at me, he felt a faint smell of alcohol coming.

He drank some wine, but he was not drunk. Speaking of which, I had never seen him look really drunk. But now, his eyes were a little red and his breath was slightly heavy, making him look a little different from usual.

He looked at me for a while and said, "What are you watching here?"

I didn't speak, just sat still.

"Why don't you sleep so late?"

“…”

He couldn't get my answer, and his breath became heavier. I was about to get up and go back to the house. As soon as I was about to stand up, I felt my feet numb and fell back. He frowned and looked down, and found that I was walking out of the house with barefoot. At this time, I stepped on the cold stone steps, my feet were already white and almost lost consciousness.

He slowly squatted down, half kneeled in front of me, and reached out and grabbed a barefoot that was exposed outside my skirt.

It was originally cold, but I felt my feet fall into his palm. The warm body temperature immediately came up, which made me tremble. I subconsciously wanted to retract, but he held it tightly in the palm of my hand, squeezed it hard, and then raised my head to look at me: "Is it still cold?"

At this time, there was no way to even get up and leave.

I only felt a burst of sorrow coming to my heart, especially as he watched him holding my feet with his hands and trying his best to warm it up. When he opened his mouth, he was slightly hoarse: "Let me go."

“…”

He ignored me, and even ignored my feet slightly struggling to pull out, but lowered his head and held my feet wholeheartedly.

After a while, he said softly: "Is it still cold?"

“…”

I didn't say anything, and the chill burst out at this time, seeping out from every inch of my skin, but the temperature of his palm was like a ball of fire, ironing on my cold feet, as if ice and fire were intertwined. The feeling made people tremble. He seemed to feel my trembling. He raised his head and looked at me, looking at my gaze that was leaning to the side, and his slightly white lips. When my ankles fell into his palm, and he couldn't control himself, and there was even room for retreat, he suddenly leaned over and kissed my lips.

【…】

I don’t know how long it took him to let me go. Looking at me breathing unevenly, he seemed to be very happy. His handsome face was filled with a smile and he chuckled, “Look, I’m not by your side, you can’t even take care of yourself.”

“…”

"Qingying, I am the only one who can take care of you."

“…”

"I am the only one who will take good care of you."

I bit my lower lip and looked at him without saying a word. I felt that his breath was full of pleasure. The pleasure seemed not only from the kiss just now, but also from the indulgence of alcohol, an emotional relaxation and joy.

I suddenly remembered the lively sound at the dinner that came just over there.

Although I don't know what guests came at the dinner, what they talked about at the dinner, and whether they made any decisions, looking at the corners of his slightly bent eyes in front of him, I could roughly understand that the situation in front of him was extremely beneficial to him.

He must have agreed something.

Or maybe the only thing that made him uneasy was me who was quiet in the inner courtyard.

Even at this time, it was late at night and there was only the sound of wind around me, and I could feel the layers of guards protecting us around me. He would suddenly leave from the dinner, return to this inner courtyard, and come to me, and it seemed that there was a reason for this.

...

In my trance for a moment, he had continued: "Qingying, everything for us will be fine, and one day, you will understand that it is worth it for me to do all of this."

“…”

Hearing this, I felt a sensation in my heart and said dryly: "Is that true?"

He said, "Of course."

“…”

This time, I seem to have nothing to say.

Pei Yuanxiu said again: "Qingying, if we could have a son..."

son……?

When I heard him say these two words, I was slightly stunned.

He once promised Han Ruoshi that he would marry her once I gave birth to his first son, but now things have come to this point and there is no need to wait for me to have children. They are ready to get married. Is this son any more meaning?

I couldn't speak, I just looked at him lightly, and my eyes almost made my attitude clear.

He also understood completely, but at this time, he could not tolerate my rejection at all, nor even my slightest refusal. He reached out and picked me up from the stone steps, and walked into the room in two or three steps.

The door was closed behind him. When I was placed on the bed by him and felt his hot body pressing down like a mountain, the wind outside became more and more rapid, making this quiet night so turbulent.

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The following days passed day by day.

He seemed to be busier than before. Not only did he have to have a big banquet for guests in the mansion every few days, but he also spent a lot more time in the study than before, but no matter how busy he was, he would definitely take some time to have dinner with me every day.

And at night, he would stay in the inner courtyard.

Every time this comes, it is also the most helpless and helpless time for me.

The couple's affairs between us became more and more frequent. I couldn't resist and could not resist. Although he was still very gentle, there was a little anxious and uneasy in this gentleness. The anxious and uneasy passed from him to me became a torment that could not be expressed.

No matter whether his marriage with Han Ruoshi was denied, he was as eager as ever for me and his children.

A few days later, Caiwei finally recovered.

The morning when she returned to me, it was when I had just gotten up, washed up and sat in front of the dressing table to comb my hair. After entering the room, she walked behind me, took the comb from the little girl's hand, and carefully combed my long hair. I saw from the mirror that her cheeks were still pale, and even her chin was thin and thin. She didn't say much, just sat there calmly.

We both never mentioned the incident that day, as if nothing had happened.

Although I refused to give up my wife's position, whether it is a wife or a concubine, the location around Pei Yuanxiu did not belong to me. Therefore, just one look in the Han sisters would be enough to turn my wife into a cold-eyed decoration.

After all, I had nothing to do here. After breakfast, I walked back and forth in the bamboo forest for a few times. I was really doing nothing, so I returned to the house and picked up a book and leaned on the couch to read it. Caiwei followed me without saying a word. At this time, she put on a cup of hot tea, a plate of fruit and a plate of pastries at my hand.
Chapter completed!