Yiyun turned back at the city gate, looking at the teeth marks on her shoulder, "Little wildcat!"
"Get out!" Ji Wushang seemed to be on the verge of collapse. "If you touch me, I'll die."
Yiyun Shangcheng suddenly froze, then grabbed her chin with his large hand, forcing her to look at him. "You're resisting me like this? Could it be... you've already been with him..." He glared at her angrily!
Perhaps because he hadn't noticed that Ji Wushang's hand was now free and was only restraining her lower body, Ji Wushang was filled with rage. She raised her hand and slapped him across the handsome face with a "smack." "He would never do this!"
"What do you mean?" He endured the pain, his eyes fixed on her. Her hands were held above her head by one of his hands, so he could clearly see the beautiful scenery in front of her. With her breath, everything about her rose and fell with her.
A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of water.
"That's the idea." Looking at him like this, Ji Wushang felt a surge of fear rising in her heart. This man was not to be trifled with. How could she get away from him?
"Is that what you mean?" Yi Yun Shangcheng narrowed his dangerous eyes, and his free hand no longer hesitated, reaching for the softness of her chest.
"Ah, no!" Ji Wushang cried out in alarm, tears streaming down his face. "No, please, stop!"
"I told you, tonight, I will love you properly and take you hard!" Yi Yun Shangcheng's eyes became even more wicked. He leaned in, pressing almost all his strength on her body. His palms were already burning, so hot that they scalded Ji Wushang's skin!
"No, please, if you do this, you'll ruin me..." Ji Wushang sobbed uncontrollably, "Don't make me hate you, I don't want to hate you!"
He was originally a gentle man, a humble man, a good man who considered the feelings of others. But what happened to him today? He's a demon! He's his own nightmare!
don't want!
He then began to roughly tear her clothes, and in no time, Ji Wushang was left with only an undergarment! Ji Wushang was shocked and desperately tried to cover herself, but Yi Yun Shangcheng seemed to have lost control of himself and suddenly ripped off the last piece of clothing covering her and threw it on the ground!
Ji Wushang cried out in surprise, "No, please, please! Ah, Cong, save me!"
——
With a whoosh, Nan Xuzong suddenly sat up in bed. These past few days, he had been studying with the old man at Panyaoju how to cure his legs. Now, he was able to sit up on the bed on his own, but due to severe nerve atrophy, he still couldn't find any way to cure his legs.
Nan Xuzong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, muttering to himself, "No, no." He had just dreamt that Ji Wushang was being taken by a man… Nan Xuzong's fists clenched involuntarily. He couldn't see the man's face clearly. What did this dream mean? He hated his legs so much. If he could move freely, he could use his light-footed skills to go to her boudoir. He wasn't afraid of overstepping the rules; he was afraid of her disappearing before his eyes!
"Master, is something the matter?" At this moment, Gong Shu walked in.
Nan Xuzong loosened his fist slightly and waved his hand, "It's alright. Is my father going to General Ji's mansion tomorrow to discuss my marriage?"
"Exactly." It was rare for the Marquis of Jinnan to personally arrange Nan Xuzong's wedding, which made Gong Shu, a servant, happy. This was finally an opportunity to improve the relationship between him and his son. But, wasn't the master going to Panyaoju tomorrow?
“Tomorrow, I’m going with Father. You should talk to Father about it,” Nan Xuzong said, his tone suggesting that he wanted to see her and see what she was like rather than go to the General’s Mansion to discuss the marriage.
"Yes." Gong Shu nodded, and then helped him to continue sleeping, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what, the shout lingering in his mind.
——
He raised his head, his hair now looking so wild, the curls and reddish color, the long, thin silver strands stretching from his thin lips, making him look sexy and alluring.
Ji Wushang had no time to read this; her heart was already ashen, tears streaming down her face. She looked at him, shaking her head desperately. She couldn't do anything to betray Nan Xuzong. If he really forced himself on her, then… she was sorry… they could only be husband and wife in the next life…
Looking at her face covered in tears, and seeing her shaking her head in resistance, Yi Yun Shang Cheng felt as if her heart had been violently struck.
He wiped the saliva from his lips, the residue from his passionate kiss. His desire had awakened, pressing tightly against her fragrant entrance. She resisted, but her resistance was futile.
With just a little force, he could easily penetrate her through her thin clothing!
But then he suddenly stopped.
She was hoarse and unable to speak.
Ji Wushang looked up at the ceiling of his bed as if he were witnessing the end of the world, a time when he could do whatever he wanted. But now, he stopped. He stepped off her and helped straighten her clothes. She was shocked. Had he gone mad?
"I...I'm sorry," he suddenly said, pulling all her clothes up. Although she wasn't wearing underwear, it was better to be naked in front of him.
Ji Wushang raised her hand, intending to slap him across the face, but stopped in front of him. She was astonished to see that his eyes were deep purple, but not the crimson she had seen before!
"Go ahead and fight," he said calmly.
Ji Wushang didn't understand, but then he turned around and grabbed her wrist. "How dare you hit me?"
"Let go!" Ji Wushang looked at him. "I know you want me dead, don't you?" She uttered the coldest words.
Yiyun Shangcheng paused for a moment, then said, "No, I want you to live."
"Then please leave, leave immediately." Ji Wushang's voice, as cold as ice, slowly entered his ears. He didn't know what had happened to him. If it was as he said, then he would support him. If he had any needs or asked him for advice, he would definitely not refuse. But now, how was he any different from a beast?
"Wu Shang, do you hate me?" Yi Yun Shang Cheng's clothes were half off, and he pulled her in front of him. "Tell me, if I touch you, you will die, is that true?"
His eyes were hurt; he longed for her to say no.
However, Ji Wushang gently shook his head, "I will not betray him, neither physically nor spiritually."
Her answer sent a chill down his spine. Who in this world would say such a thing to him? What was so good about that man?
"What do I lack compared to him? Tell me, tell me!" Yiyun Shangcheng tried her best to control herself.
“You are very good, you can’t compare.” Ji Wushang looked at him and pushed him away.
"You've always resisted me, always rejected me. You're so cruel, so heartless!" Yiyun Shangcheng smiled bitterly. "You hate me, don't you?"
“I don’t hate you, nor do I love you.” Ji Wushang shook his head at him. “Yiyun Shangcheng, you’ve changed.”
Hearing this, he said, "Yes, I have changed." A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he pulled her to his chest, his arms tightly holding her waist, making it impossible for her to move!
"I'm so jealous of him! He and you were actually granted a marriage by heaven, how ridiculous, how ridiculous!" Yi Yun Shangcheng laughed wildly. Before Ji Wushang could react, his hand was already gathering a beam of light as he raised his hand.
Ji Wushang looked at him, immediately surprised, "You, what are you doing!"
"I want you to think of me and love me every moment. I want you to forget him. The more you love him now, the more you will hate him from now on! Your hatred for him needs no reason, just as your love for me needs no reason!" Yi Yun Shangcheng smiled wickedly, her purple eyes flashing and turning red.
Ji Wushang shook his head, "No, I don't want to, I don't want to hate him, him..."
Before she could finish speaking, the sharp light shone into her mind, and instantly disappeared into her brain.
Yi Yun Shangcheng watched her faint and held her tightly. "You don't hate me or love me, then love me or hate me. Even though you will marry him, you will hate him. I believe in you. You will definitely wait for me to come back. You will, you will!" At this moment, he was full of confidence.
He smiled innocently, gently placing Ji Wushang on the bed. He then tidied her clothes and carefully covered her with a blanket, his tenderness unnoticed even by himself. "I know that women in your Great Xia Zhou Dynasty value chastity highly. Tonight, I won't touch you. I will wait until the day you willingly give yourself to me." Yi Yun Shangcheng raised her head, a hint of bitterness in her eyes. She was ultimately going to marry someone else, but he would take back what was rightfully hers!
"Maybe I won't be your first man, but I will be your last man."
He tidied everything up, picked up the undergarment that was still on the ground, and gently held it under his nose to smell it, as if he were buried in her chest, smelling her fragrance.
Yi Yun turned around at the city gate, glanced at Ji Wushang, and then stuffed the undergarment into her bosom.
He glanced at her one last time before jumping out of the window.
Dawn broke at that moment.
Ji Wushang felt as if he had a very long dream. In the dream, it seemed as if someone was talking to him in his sleep. He couldn't hear clearly and wanted to see who it was, but he couldn't see or touch it at all.
As the sun rose above the horizon, Pearl brought in a basin of water from outside, calling softly, "Miss, it's time to get up."
Ji Wushang did not wake up.
Zhu'er placed the basin of water on the table, then tidied up before entering Ji Wushang's inner room. Seeing that Ji Wushang was still sleeping soundly, she was unsure whether to wake her up or not.
At that moment, Xian'er came in from outside, "Miss."
"Miss hasn't woken up yet, I don't know what happened," Zhu'er said, looking at Xian'er.
Xian'er nodded, "But, today the master said he wants to make Concubine Qin his official wife, so let's wake Miss up soon!" As she spoke, Xian'er went forward to call out, "Miss, Miss, it's time to get up."
"Hmm." Ji Wushang let out a soft sound, then slowly got out of bed. But he felt something was wrong, because... Ji Wushang looked down and saw that his clothes were on properly, but why wasn't he wearing an undergarment? He clearly remembered that he was wearing one.
"Miss, are you alright?" Zhu'er came forward to look at her, feeling that something seemed off about her, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"It's nothing," Ji Wushang said, but immediately frowned. Why did his voice sound hoarse, as if he had been crying? Even Zhu'er and Xian'er felt something was off.
"I might be feeling a little unwell. Please bring me some refreshing lily porridge for breakfast." Ji Wushang didn't know what had happened to him last night, but he had to remain calm.
"Yes." Xian'er nodded and bowed. At this moment, Zhu'er stepped forward and said, "Miss, Zhu'er will help you change your clothes."
"Hmm." Ji Wushang got out of bed without feeling any discomfort. Apart from his voice, there was nothing wrong with his movements.
Well, maybe I was crying in my dream? I dreamt of many people, my mother, Wu Zi... Around dawn, I also had a nightmare, in which I dreamt that Yi Yun Shang Cheng seemed to have been there before... Wait, who is this, Yi Yun Shang Cheng?
Ji Wushang's heart suddenly raced. Where was he? Was it real? Had he come? Thank goodness, it was just a dream... The way he looked really scared me so much that I broke out in a cold sweat!
Zhu'er helped Ji Wushang put on a light blue silk robe and a floral snow-patterned skirt, and styled her hair into a high, flowing bun adorned with a white jade and silver hairpin. On her feet were a pair of blue embroidered shoes. Ji Wushang finally put on a jacket before walking to the table, where a good breakfast was already laid out, including a refreshing lily porridge.
Ji Wushang started eating.
The courtyard was already full of people. Perhaps because Ji Dingbei was going to officially recognize Qin as his wife, many ministers came to offer their congratulations. Moreover, upon hearing that Ji Wushang had won the championship, some people naturally took the opportunity to congratulate him and curry favor with the General's Mansion.
When Ji Wushang entered, he saw several pairs of eyes looking at him. Ji Wushang politely greeted Ji Dingbei and Aunt Qin, and then bowed to the ministers sitting to the side.
Aunt Qin was dressed beautifully, dignifiedly, and elegantly today, drawing praise from all the ministers. Ji Dingbei felt even more proud, his vanity further satisfied.
Just then, the matriarch of the Yuan family arrived, and everyone immediately rose to greet her. The matriarch was highly respected, and these ministers, as her juniors, naturally had to be respectful. The fact that she had come out of Jingyuan this time showed how much she valued the matter of becoming the principal wife.
Everyone bowed respectfully, and the matriarch glanced at the people around her before saying, "There's no need for such formalities."
Ji Dingbei stepped forward and helped the matriarch of the family to sit in the main seat. The ministers invited this time were all friends of Ji Dingbei in the officialdom, and the matriarch of the family was quite satisfied with them.
Ji Wushang stepped forward and said with a smile, "Grandmother."
"Yes, Wu Shang, come and sit here." The matriarch looked at Ji Wu Shang with great kindness, then turned to Ji Dingbei and the others, "You may continue!"
Ji Wushang smiled and chatted casually with the elder's wife.
Finally, the matter was settled, and Aunt Qin smoothly became the new wife. Ji Wushang did not object and offered her his congratulations.
After noon, after sending the matriarch back to Jingyuan, Ji Wushang returned to her own Xinyuan. Just as she was thinking of taking a nap, she heard Zhu'er run in from outside, her face full of joy, "Miss, Miss."
"Hmm?" Ji Wushang was sitting on the chaise longue, flipping through medical books. These books were really good. He should thank the person who gave him these medical books. Besides his master, there was someone else. Who was that? He couldn't remember.
"The Prince of Nan has arrived. He entered the manor with the Marquis of Jinnan and is discussing your marriage with the Prince of Nan in the pavilion with the Master. Miss, would you like to go and see?" Zhu'er asked with delight.
However, when Ji Wushang heard the words "Prince of the South," a sense of hatred inexplicably arose in his heart. He didn't know where this hatred came from, but he just hated it so much.
"My marriage? With Prince Nan? Oh, yes, it's him." A cold glint flashed across Ji Wushang's face. This was an imperial decree bestowing a marriage upon him; he had no choice. But how could he be happy marrying someone he hated? Yet, did he have the right to refuse?
When Zhu'er heard Ji Wushang's words, she was stunned for a moment. "Miss, what did you just say?"
"It's nothing, but I won't go. I don't want to see that person." Ji Wushang waved his hand coldly. "You can leave now!"
Sister-in-law Zhu'er, what's wrong? Miss seems like a different person. Isn't she usually happy to hear news about Prince Nan? Besides, they should be in love and affectionate towards each other. Why does Miss seem to have a prejudice against Prince Nan today? Has something happened?
"What are you standing there for? Get down." Ji Wushang glanced at her. Why wasn't Zhu'er listening to him?
"Yes." Pearl nodded and then went downstairs.
Ji Wushang put down the medical book, but the image of another person came to mind.
"Up in the city, how long until I can see you again?" Ji Wushang murmured. "I'm getting married on the fifth day of the first lunar month. The fifth day of the first lunar month, what an auspicious day! But I don't like him, I hate him..."
"Miss!" Xian'er shouted as she rushed in.