Jiangnan Gaiden - Capítulo 15
"At this moment, I wholeheartedly agree with the profound wisdom of the ancients."
Shi Wuji did not fly into a rage as Huan'er had anticipated. Curious, Huan'er blankly followed the lead of his trap-setting words.
"What did you say?"
"A woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent."
Everyone burst into laughter!
"Hmph! Hmph!" Huan'er scoffed. "That's because the ancients discovered that once women received education, it would jeopardize the high status of men, because women's abilities are no less than men's. Forget it, let's not talk about this hurtful topic. Three against two, we women are at a disadvantage. If we don't eat soon, it'll get cold, eat! Everyone eat!" She took the lead and buried her head in her food.
No meal was ever truly exciting, because no one ever spoke during the meal. By the end, Shi Wuji realized he had been indulging his young wife's blatant challenge to his authority. Was she planning to climb all over him next? This little woman should be thankful she wasn't married into an official family, otherwise she would definitely suffer. Although the Shi family was extremely wealthy, the three brothers were also江湖人士 (jianghu figures, figures in the martial arts world), and being born in the north, their personalities were more unrestrained and free-spirited, which allowed her such audacity. However, Shi Wuji found himself enjoying watching his young wife's expression when she delivered her insightful pronouncements. She was radiant and lively, captivated, and he didn't care what she was saying at all.
Based on their interactions over the past ten days, he knew Huan'er was a frank yet somewhat absent-minded woman. She could be sentimental at times, like when she was crying outside, gazing at the sky. But most of the time, she was adorable and endearing. Was this the real her? Or a facade? His innate, sharp intuition told him that this was her true nature. But she was indeed sent undercover, though she hadn't made a move in the past two weeks. A girl sent by Su Guangping was certainly no ordinary person. If her outward behavior was a deliberate act, then Su Huan'er was truly a cunning and shrewd woman.
It's been so long since I've had a proper shower!
Huan'er sat in the bathtub, large enough to be a swimming pool, surveying her surroundings. Since the maid brought her to this room, her eyes had been drawn to the pale yellow glow! It wasn't candlelight, nor was it lamplight. Each room's lampshade was inlaid with a baseball-sized luminous pearl, its soft yellow hue adorning the room like a dream! How astonishing it would be in the 20th century! Such treasures would be priceless, carefully cherished; who would so casually use them for lighting? But then again, that's the intended purpose of luminous pearls. If they weren't so rare, wouldn't everyone use them for lighting today? Why would anyone need unreliable candlelight? Alas! Shi Wuji is indeed wealthy, but he's wise enough not to be a slave to his possessions. A sheer veil surrounded the bathtub, its light shimmering against the glowing pearls. A gentle breeze rippled the veil, creating a dreamlike scene that captivated Huan'er... Lost in her reverie, she didn't notice a tall figure standing at the entrance to the bathtub from the bedroom. The figure slowly moved closer to her. By the time Huan'er realized it, Shi Wuji was already crouching in front of her, backlit, so her expression was obscured. Huan'er quickly covered her chest, her tongue stammering, "You—you—why—I'm taking a bath—you can't come!"
"This is our room. You don't think you'll be sharing a room with Wuxia again tonight, do you?" He reached into the water, supported her waist, and lifted her up. Huan'er gasped! But before she could protest, Shi Wuji took a large towel, wrapped it around her, and headed straight for the bedroom.
Did he want her to become his wife in name and in fact? Huan'er wondered, her heart filled with panic!
Shi Wuji laid her on the soft bed, pulling the large towel aside to give her no time to flinch or retreat. His eagle-like lips captured her fragrant cherry lips! No longer a light kiss born of passion and restrained by propriety! Passionately, he parted her lips, his tongue slipping into her mouth and entwining with hers…
Huan'er was in a daze. His strength frightened her. His hands, which were full of possessiveness, explored her entire body... Utter helplessness left her at a loss. She could only tremble and let him ignite the passion within her that no one had ever set in motion before!
After a passionate kiss, Shi Wuji's eyes met hers. She was panting heavily… trying to speak in a pitiful, even voice, but what came out was a low, hoarse whisper. "I—I'm scared—I—don't know what to do…" She begged him not to do it, wanted to run away, yet longed for his love. God! She didn't know what to do, she felt so helpless!
“I will teach you.” He kissed her earlobe, causing her to tremble. “Hold me,” he commanded. Huan’er’s hands, unsure where to go, finally found a place… Her hands naturally slipped inside his clothes, touching his firm, hot muscles… He was as hot as she was. Huan’er was overjoyed at this discovery; her fear lessened considerably… He wanted her! He desperately wanted her; she felt his excitement, which satisfied her… He used kisses to dazzle her, and she began to reciprocate… Reason vanished, completely controlled by emotion. He was her man, she was his woman. At this moment, with the stars and moon as witnesses, they surrendered to each other. Across centuries, a 20th-century soul and an ancient soul had united. How did their searching and yearning lead to this night of entanglement? A fleeting moment of connection became eternity…
Then.
Huan'er lay on him, like a lazy cat. At this moment, Huan'er had loosened Shi Wuji's hair, leaving it as loose as hers.
"I've heard that a man's hair is always styled by his wife, whether it's in a bun or loose, because it means only the wife can unleash her husband's passion." Her voice was soft and low, with lingering breaths after the passion had subsided.
"So once a woman becomes a wife, she must wear her hair in a bun, which means the same thing." His breath brushed against her hair.
Huan'er looked up and gently stroked his hair. He exuded a gentle and sexy aura, completely devoid of his usual sternness.
"I love seeing you like this, a little arrogant, a little unruly, unlike your usual meticulous, aloof and self-possessed self."
It's so nice to be so close to him! We chatted casually, sometimes exchanging a few words, and even in moments of silence, there was a warm feeling. She was almost falling asleep.
Her feet, hidden under the quilt, curiously rubbed against his leg, unconsciously enjoying the slightly itchy sensation. But soon Shi Wuji's hand pressed down on her feet. Huan'er opened her eyes curiously, only to see her husband's deep gaze. She suddenly realized that her behavior was extremely provocative, almost arousing his desire. She should be afraid, but she smiled sweetly instead. "It's good to know how to make you lose control."
Shi Wuji was not one to be trifled with. His hand wriggling under the covers caused her to gasp, and his eyes met hers with a soft smile. "Likewise! Likewise!"