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C51: Trying to Please Her
It was not easy for him to say those words.
If it was in the past, he would have never admitted his wrongs regardless of whether you were angry or not. He would act just like when he was young. After holding it in for half a day, he would have said, "Do you want to come to my house to fly a kite?"
Now that he had come to his senses, it was different.
They were a couple who would want to spend their lives face to face, and if he didn't admit he was wrong, Xie Zhen would never forgive him.
If Xie Zhen didn't forgive him, she would ignore him as she did today, and he cannot stand the treatment.
So, ashamed and disgraced as he was, he said it anyway.
After he finished speaking, he looked around at the surrounding servant maids and said with an unfriendly tone, "What are you looking at?"
There were eight servant maids in the room, four of whom were brought from Duke Dingguo's Mansion by Xie Zhen, Shuang Yu and Shuang Yan, Hong Mei and Tan Mei.
They'd been working for Xie Zhen for years, and they were good at it.
The other four were the servant maids of the sixth prince's Mansion, Qing Xia, Sun Ya, Cui Xiu, and Lv Ao.
These four servant maids were quite clever and had very neat appearances. But when they were serving the princess, they still didn't got to know well about her tempers.
With such an order from Yan Yu, the other servant maids knew that he would not hurt Xie Zhen, so they lowered their heads and retreated. Only one of them remained standing.
Yan Yu frowned, "What do you want?"
That servant maids was Qing Xia, the most beautiful one of the servant maids. She obediently replied, "Your Highness and the Empress are both angry. What if your relations.h.i.+p with the Empress is damaged …"
"The servant begs you to remain in the room."
Yan Yu frowned, "Who allowed you to make your own decision?"
Qing Xia was startled. She raised her head and looked at him. Perhaps she was scolded, so tears quickly filled her eyes.
She bowed her head and said, "Yes."
Then, she bowed and left. From the looks of her back, she seemed rather pitiful.
Unfortunately, Yan Yu was a person who didn't know how to appreciate relations.h.i.+ps with women, and he also didn't pity women. If he did, then he probably wouldn't force Xie Zhen and himself to such a state.
After everyone had left, he looked into Xie Zhen's eyes, and when he saw she didn't respond, but looked thoughtfully at the door, and he was instantly annoyed. "Did you hear what I just said?"
Xie Zhen retreated her gaze before subconsciously relpying. "Yeah?"
Right after she said that, his face turned black once again.
When Xie Zhen came back to herself, she said straight to the point, "Well, what's wrong with you?"
This person was even more arrogant than others when he apologized.
He said it was his fault, and Xie Zhen waited most of the day without waiting for him to say what was his fault.
Did he think that just by saying "it's my fault", he would be able to finish it?
If she allowed him to fool her so easily, then in the future, how could her position in the family still remain?
Yan Yu did not expect her to chase after him relentlessly. What's wrong with him?
What would he say?
He pursed his thin lips. "Don't you know?"
Hearing those words, she was truly angered to death!
Of course she knew, she was afraid that he didn't know!
Only after he said that would he be able to realize what he had done wrong and correct himself in the future.
But it was hard to pry a word out of him, and Xie Zhen gave him a hard look, thinking she was a fool if she still hoped for him.
She turned and left the room, and he went after her. "Where are you going?"
She didn't answer.
Yan Yu strode up to her, one hand holding the screen, the other holding the wall to block her way. "You didn't forgive me?"
Xie Zhen thought it was funny, and then curved her lips. "It is not your fault." she said. "Why should I forgive you?"
He came to understand her now, and knew she was angry.
The room was so quiet he couldn't help putting his hands down and trying to hold her, but he was afraid she would get even angrier. "Xie Zhen…"
His tone was a little pitiful.
Xie Zhen ignored him.
He lower his eyes and said, "I shouldn't have left you in the house last night."
She had her head down, her expression unreadable, and all he could see were two rows of long eyelashes.
He went on apologetically: "I came back too late."
"I didn't drink cross-cupped wine with you. "
"I don't want to drink cross-cupped wine with you." she finally said.
Yan Yu pretended to not hear it, but no longer easily angry because he got used to being dissed by her.
These words seemed to give him a way out. He had the servant maids immediately prepare two cups of wine to serve to him in order to make up for last night's etiquette.
Very quickly, Hong Mei walked into the inner room with a tray in her hands. On the tray were two golden wine cups filled with fine wine; it was a high-quality Shaoxing wine.
She bowed. "Your Highness, the Empress, here is the wine."
Yan Yu told her to put down the wine, "You can leave now."
Hong Mei placed the tray on the square table next to lady couch and left.
Yan Yu walked over by holding Xie Zhen's hand. They sat side by side. He handed her a cup of wine and took one for himself.
He caught her eye and quickly moved it away. "After drinking cross-cupped wine
We are the real couple. "
Xie Zhen thought in her heart. Who wanted to be a real wife with him?
They hadn't been willing to marry each other from the start.
But she didn't say it, because he'd hooked his arm around her arm and poured the wine down his throat.
Xie Zhen restrained eyesign, and took the cup to her mouth, tasted it with her tongue, and felt it was so strong that she frowned.
Seeing that Yan Yu had already finished his drink, she did not think too much about it and instead imitated him to drink it all in one gulp.
The wine slid down her throat into her stomach. It was the first time for her to drink wine, so she coughed fiercely.
Yan Yu quickly put down his cup and patted her back, "Are you better now?"
"You've never had a drink before? "
She shook her head.
They were close together, the way he was patting her back, looked like he was holding her, and his heart softened. "Xie Zhen, will you forgive me?"
However, after waiting for a long time, he still did not hear her reply.
He was frustrated and ruffled. How would she forgive him?
"Don't go too far …"
Before he finish speaking, she fell into his arms.
Stunned, he hugged her helplessly, not knowing where to put his hands.
Her body was small and soft, her head buried in his stomach, looking so cute.
" Xie Zhen?"
He tried to call her, but she didn't respond.
He called again, "Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d?"
Still no reaction.
He turned her so that she might not be suffocated, and turned her to face him.
She was unable to drink properly. After drinking a cup, her face turned red and her eyebrows knitted together. Her delicate mouth slightly opened as she moaned in discomfort.
He touched her cheek and lowered his voice. " Little Lamb?"
She actually agreed to it. "Hmm …"
Then she managed to move into his arms, found a comfortable position, and curled into a ball.
Yan Yu was startled at first and thought she had woken up. When he saw that she was still drunk, his heart felt incredibly soft.
He didn't dare to scream too loudly for fear of waking her up, so he covered her ears and said again, " Little Lamb …"
"You marry me and you're so unhappy?"
Fearing that she would not feel well lying out, Yan Yu carried her to the bed in the inner room.
She kept moving, tugging at the lapel of her dress and raving, calling her mother, calling her sister Ah Xun.
She called everyone she knew, but didn't call him.
Yan Yu decided not to leave and just sat beside the bed, watching her while she was drunk.
He didn't know that she was so light that she could be knocked down with a single gla.s.s of wine. Fortunately, he didn't drink cross-cupped wine with her last night. Otherwise, if others saw this, wouldn't they laugh?
Thinking of this, he actually smiled.
She held his sleeve in the palm of her hand, and he stared at her small, jade-like hand, itching for a moment, and then he opened her fingers and put his hand inside.
When she did, she held him as tightly as she had held him when he was a child, but he was still not satisfied, so he intertwined his fingers with hers, entwined them, and did not want to let go.
During this time, Yan Yu gave her a cup of tea. She made a ruckus for a while before finally calming down.
Yan Yu was rubbing her fingernails with his head. She suddenly murmured, " Brother Xiao Yu …"
He looked at her steadily.
She rubbed her eyes with her other hand and said slowly, "Why."
The last few words were too light for him to hear clearly.
He rolled over and wrapped her under him, his arm over her head. " Xie Zhen, speak again?"
She sobbed and shook her head.
Men and women's weigh was so different. He weighed her down so heavily that she was breathless.
He had to keep his legs on either side of her, his body hanging above her, and he kept asking, "What's the why?"
"Speak it clearly."
At this moment, Xie Zhen's mind was in a state of confusion. How could she understand what he was asking …
All she knew was that she had a headache and wanted to get a good night's sleep, but someone was holding her back, buzzing in her ear.
She said, "Don't be noisy," and it were clear, and she pursed her lips and fell into a deep sleep.
Yan Yu helplessly pressed his hand to her forehead, clenched his teeth and said, "I don't mind you are noisy, but you actually dare to despise me first."
She did not answer, but slept soundly.
Unwilling to give up, Yan Yu bent over and bit her on the cheek without any forewarning.
Her face was smooth and tender, and her teeth sc.r.a.ped gently. She did not feel any pain, but rather a little itch.
This sound was soft and soft, and the long note dragged into his heart, making him want to eat her in one gulp.
He took another bite, not too loudly, deliberately making her sound like a spoiled child.
In the end, he couldn't take it anymore. His whole body felt weak, and he couldn't help but place his palm on her waist, sliding down bit by bit.
There were two shallow teeth marks on her face, and he licked them, wetting her entire face before long.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened in the end, but he ate up all the parts of her that he could touch all through the night.
Xie Zhen had a strange dream at night.
In the dream, a big dog suddenly rushed into her house and threw her onto the ground without any explanation. She didn't even have time to struggle before her face was covered with saliva.
Not only that, the dog licked her face down to her neck and even her hands.
She tried to resist, but her hands and feet were too weak to do anything but let it do as it pleased.
When she woke up the next day, facing the morning light outside the window, she was still in a trance. She couldn't tell if he was dreaming or reality.
She smelled her hands, and they smelt odd.
Shuang Yu came in from outside and she asked, "Did you have a dog in the yard last night?"
Shuang Yu shook her head curiously. "I didn't see a dog come in."
"What's wrong with miss?"
She sat up and tucked her hair behind her ears. Her small face was wrinkled like a bun's, and she said bitterly, "I guess I sweated a lot at night."
"I feel I stink. I want to take a bath first. "
Shuang Yu answered. "Then I'll let the servants prepare it."
"It'll probably take a while. Let's eat breakfast before taking a bath, right?"
She put down the washbasin and stepped forward to put on her shoes.
She rubbed the s.p.a.ce between her eyebrows, thinking back to the scene from last night. She was still a little confused. "How did I fall asleep last night?"
"Why don't I have any memory of it?"
Shuang Yu replied, "You and His Highness drank the cross-cupped wine together. When I came in, you were already asleep."
She finally remembered to ask, "What about him?"
"His Highness got up early and practice his swordsmans.h.i.+p. His Highness is now outside and waiting for you for the morning meal."
After changing clothes and was.h.i.+ng her face and rinsing her mouth, she casually tied her hair into a concentric bun and followed Shuang Yu out for a meal.
It was chilly in the morning, and she was wearing an embroidered silk blouse and a colorful skirt. As she walked, she wiped her face with a wet handkerchief and walked out of the inner room, meeting Yan Yu's gaze.
He sat here for quite a while. After practicing his swordsmans.h.i.+p, he wore a long robe with green flowers wrapped around it. His eyes were clear and bright, and he looked even more refreshed than before.
A few plates of porridge cakes sat on the table, untouched. He was waiting for her.
Seeing her coming, he took the initiative to speak first, "Sit down. We'll go back to Duke Dingguo's Mansion after the breakfast."
They were supposed to go home on the third day of marriage, but that day he asked Xie Zhen, and Xie Zhen said she would return home today, and in an effort to please her, he agreed.
When he thought about it this morning, he hurriedly asked the steward to prepare the return gifts. Fortunately, the steward was efficient and had already prepared everything in the morning.
After hearing this, Xie Zhen's eyes lit up and finally let out a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. "Really?"
"How long will we stay there?"
He said, "One day."
She wilted and sat silently across from him.
He saw she kept wiping her face with a handkerchief, so asked, "What happened to your face?"
She said, "It was like being bitten and licked by something last night, and my face was sticky."
He was stunned for a moment before he lowered his head. A trace of guilt flashed across his face.