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Feng Yinxiao noticed Yun Kexin's "actions," and the smile in his eyes deepened. He casually placed his hand on her delicate white hand, gently rubbing it as he said:
"I'm just asking the lady for a reward," he said, staring intently, his tone nonchalant as if he didn't care at all. "Of course, it should be something substantial; otherwise, wouldn't it be a fruitless effort?"
Yun Kexin rolled her eyes and replied with a half-smile, "May I ask what kind of reward my husband desires?"
Her expression remained calm as always, but Feng Yinxiao could clearly feel her hand moving in his palm, knowing she was gripping her collar tightly. He felt a joyful laugh in his heart but remained silent as he held her hand and forcefully moved it downward.
Yun Kexin couldn't resist his strength and had to follow Feng Yinxiao's hand. Before long, she felt something beneath him that was hot and hard, like touching a torch. Her face turned red to the roots of her ears. Just as she was about to glare at him in warning, Feng Yinxiao had already lowered his head, taking her earlobe into his mouth and whispering:
"The arrow is on the string—must be shot!"
Yun Kexin was both amused and exasperated. She retorted, "You forgot our 'three rules.'"
"The rules are dead; people are alive," Feng Yinxiao pretended to pout in displeasure. "My lady, what I want as a reward is 'this,'" he said while rubbing her hand against himself. "This is me asking for credit."
Yun Kexin felt her face heat up again but suddenly had an idea. "Oh, so this is what you want?" she teased, squeezing him deliberately and seeing his face turn bright red. "But I don't have 'that.'"
It was rare for Feng Yinxiao to see Yun Kexin being so "clueless" and playful; she was clearly pretending not to understand and teasing him on purpose. So why be polite? He loosened his grip and suddenly flipped over to pin her down. He playfully said, "What I have is enough; as for the reward, my lady knows what to do."
"You!" Yun Kexin bit her lip but couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. She feigned anger and said, "If you keep being so inappropriate, I won't talk to you anymore."
Feng Yinxiao revealed a triumphant smile. His hand slipped under her clothing, then he leaned down to kiss her cheek and neck, nibbling and sucking gently. The familiar faint fragrance drove him wild with desire. Unable to control himself, his hand inside her clothes became more forceful and reckless.
Years of wielding a sword had made his palms broad and strong, with some calluses. He rubbed against her delicate skin without restraint, urgent and intoxicating, bringing a slight sting.
The deep winter night brought a bone-chilling cold; the cold wind swayed the branches, causing leaves to fall and hearts to shiver. The desolate moonlight cast shadows on the window panes, reflecting the swaying branches and adding to the chilliness. Inside the room, however, there was a spring-like warmth as a pair of Jade Companions intertwined on the bed, their bodies burning with heat.
"Feng Yinxiao, be gentle. Your hand," Yun Kexin wrapped her arms around his waist from under his armpits and gently bit his ear, saying softly, "It hurts a little."
Only then did he come back to his senses; with an apologetic look on his face, he stopped but eagerly removed her inner garments and bellyband. His warm lips enveloped her full trembling breasts as they eagerly pleased each other; her ears filled with his suppressed heavy breaths while in his ears were her pleasurable soft moans.
“Yun Kexin, tell me one truth,” a voice came from her chest, “have you ever doubted that I’m ‘incapable’?”
Yun Kexin, who was being stirred by Feng Yinxiao to the point of burning desire, was momentarily stunned and confused by this statement.
“What do you mean?”
“Just this.” Feng Yinxiao mischievously pressed down, invading her warm territory.
Yun Kexin felt completely filled in an instant, a tingling discomfort rising within her. She understood immediately, her flushed face turning even redder. What should she do? Should she tell the truth?
At first, when she heard him repeatedly refuse the Duchess's arrangements for concubines and maidens, she had playfully doubted him. But on a certain night after their wedding, when he couldn’t control himself and started to touch her, she felt a certain heated part of him while struggling in shyness and realized he wasn’t incapable; he was just self-restrained.
“What are you thinking about?” Feng Yinxiao withdrew his hand and cupped her cheeks, “Or have you already tacitly accepted it, hmm?”
He deliberately teased her slowly, waves of pleasure invading her.
Yun Kexin bashfully pounded his chest, turning her face away and ignoring him. However, Feng Yinxiao could clearly feel her arms tightening around him, a testament to her feelings. He became even more pleased with himself, lowering his head to bury his handsome face in her neck, kissing her passionately as his movements beneath became increasingly vigorous, as if silently coaxing her to “confess.”
“Feng Yinxiao, slow down,” Yun Kexin ultimately found herself unable to resist and could only plead weakly, “Don’t make too much noise; there are people outside.”
Feng Yinxiao’s face flushed as he recalled how Yun Kexin would become uncontrollably joyful during exciting moments, making sounds that exceeded the creaking of the bed. This had been subtly conveyed to Yun Kexin by the maid on duty, leaving both of them somewhat embarrassed. She had ignored him for quite some time afterward, so he had to restrain himself. Yet somehow today he fell back into his “old habits.”
“Then Yun Kexin, just honestly tell me—have you ever doubted?” Feng Yinxiao slowed down his movements and whispered in her ear, “I want to know.”
This man was truly wicked! Yun Kexin helplessly embraced his head and said, “I did once.”
“And now?” Feng Yinxiao suddenly sat up, pulling Yun Kexin against his chest while supporting her from below with both hands, moving up and down. “Do you still doubt?”
“Why do you always like to ask questions you already know the answer to?” She hit his shoulder lightly and retorted angrily.
In the darkness, he couldn’t see her face but could sense her delicate mix of annoyance and affection. He immediately captured her crimson lips and sweetly whispered, “Alright, don’t be angry. I just want to know if you like it? Is it comfortable?”
It seems that if she doesn't say a few words to please him today, she will be "wasting" time until who knows when. How childish!
Yun Kexin helplessly wrapped her arms around Feng Yinxiao's head and pressed it against her chest, gently saying, "Husband, you are healthy and strong, truly—" Just as she was about to say "very comfortable," she felt it was too embarrassing and changed her words to, "It feels really good."
His face was shrouded in half-light and half-darkness. She caught a glimpse of the smile creeping up the corners of his eyes in the faint moonlight. Then, Yun Kexin felt countless delicate kisses falling on her cheeks, neck, fragrant shoulders, and chest as Feng Yinxiao's strong arms lifted her up and down. She felt like a small boat in the ocean, swaying with Feng Yinxiao as he rode the waves...
The next morning, when Yun Kexin opened her eyes, she found it was already bright and realized she had overslept. Turning her head, she saw that the space beside her was empty. Where did he go? Before she could ask, Shan Yue walked out from the inner room.
"Madam, the Young Lord left early this morning and instructed me to stay here."
"Oh, did the Young Lord say anything else?" Yun Kexin rubbed her eyes and lazily stretched her limbs while smiling and asking.
"The Young Lord said you were exhausted yesterday and told me not to wake you easily so you could sleep well," Shan Yue said, a blush sweeping across her face. "He will wait for you to wake up before serving you."
Yun Kexin's face turned crimson but quickly faded as she calmly said, "Draw some water and prepare for washing up. I haven't looked at the account books for a while."
The shop that Fourth Uncle entrusted to her had been delayed due to handling matters related to the Duke of Yan's residence these past few days. The account books sent earlier were only glanced at distractedly; today she must take a good look.
However, by the time Yun Kexin finished washing up, changing clothes, and grooming herself, then went to greet Feng Hongrui before returning to review the account books, she found herself unable to concentrate: The Emperor had promised last time to spare Fourth Uncle and Consort Xiang, but she didn't know where they had gone. Months had passed with no news; hopefully, the Emperor wasn't playing tricks on her.
Initially, after receiving the Emperor's promise, she shared this good news with her grandmother and assured her that Fourth Uncle would be fine; he just needed to go far away and would rarely come to the capital again. She wondered if Fourth Uncle had seen her grandmother before leaving.
If only she could meet the Emperor! Yun Kexin propped her chin on her hands, gazing intently at the bright sun outside the window.
"Madam, what are you thinking about?" Shan Ling offered a piece of candied fruit to Yun Kexin's mouth. "Eat this."
Without turning back, Yun Kexin lightly tilted her head to take the candied fruit into her mouth and fell silent again, continuing to ponder her thoughts. Standing nearby, Shan Ying and Shan Yue exchanged glances as they served tea or tidied up Yun Kexin's desk. "Madam, Eighth Sister wants to see you; she sent someone to convey that she'll arrive in the afternoon," Shan Yue raised her voice slightly as if intentionally letting Yun Kexin hear.
Upon hearing "Eighth Sister," Yun Kexin turned back in surprise and asked, "Yun Xiao wants to see me? Why?"
"I don't know; Eighth Sister didn't say," Shan Ying interjected. "She just misses Seventh Sister and wants to see Young Master."
Yun Kexin turned around and refocused her gaze on the beautiful scenery outside the window, squinting slightly.
Why did Yun Xiao come to see her? She hadn't even come to visit when she gave birth. Did she suddenly remember her now? Could it be for the Fu Family, to show some concern for a member of the Fu Family?
Yun Kexin let out a barely audible cold laugh, a glint of coldness flashing in her eyes as she commanded, "You three, come over here and get closer."
After murmuring a few words, the three looked at their mistress in confusion.
"Madam, what do you mean—?" Shan Yue said with a troubled expression.
"My meaning couldn't be clearer. Do I need to repeat myself?" Yun Kexin glanced at them indifferently. "Just do as I say; you don't need to ask too many questions about the specifics."
The three were taken aback: Yun Kexin only displayed such a stern expression and tone when facing a member of the Fu Family. Coupled with what she had just said, was she planning to deal with Yun Xiao?! This—
"Madam, whatever you intend to do, please think twice," the usually sensitive Shanling advised directly. (To be continued)
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