Chapter 218 Softness
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Mingzhu was sleeping soundly when suddenly she felt a pair of icy hands slip into her inner clothes, making her shiver. She was about to react, but heard Yuwen Chu’s breathing becoming heavy and rapid, faintly with a hint of alcohol. Suddenly, she woke up and nervously tensed her body, not daring to move.
Although she knew that he had only been teasing her these past few days, and hadn’t actually done anything to her, probably because she was still recovering from the poison and he was afraid of hurting her, but she knew better than anyone how terrifying a drunken man could be. Yuwen You was like that in the past. While he was tolerable when sober, once drunk, he would do anything.
Mingzhu instinctively felt scared. If Yuwen Chu really disregarded everything and came at her forcefully, what would she do? Although he was gentle and considerate when sober, this was a young man full of vigor, who had been guarding her day and night and hadn’t even cheated outside. Presumably, he couldn’t bear it anymore. With his strength… she almost imagined the terrifying tearing sensation and pain…
Mingzhu couldn’t help but clench her teeth, trembling, her head buried in the quilt, not daring to breathe. Yuwen Chu didn’t say anything either, his palm wandering over her skin, then encircling her waist, lightly untying her belt, lowering his head, biting her shoulder blades, sometimes lightly, sometimes forcefully, not painful, but still frightening, because she didn’t know if he would lose control and become crazy the next moment, especially without the protection of her clothes.
Mingzhu heard her heart pounding uncontrollably, as if it was going to burst out of her chest. She bit her teeth tightly, not allowing herself to tremble more violently. There was a moment when she almost couldn’t help but turn around and beg Yuwen Chu, but she knew she couldn’t. If she opened her mouth, she would collapse, and she would be irretrievable. Couples were meant to be close, who could tolerate their wife being so afraid and repulsed by them? Even the most generous man would feel pain and anger, right?
She couldn’t, she couldn’t. He was Yuwen Chu, not Yuwen You. He would get angry and upset, but he had never lost control. Even if she had foolishly walked into it before, he had only kissed her forcefully when he was drunk, but hadn’t done anything excessive, just a shallow kiss. She had spent several days and nights with him, and they had kissed and hugged before. He wasn’t that scary, and she wasn’t that disgusted with him.
She wanted a child, a child connected to her own bloodline. Without mutual love and respect, where would there be children? As long as they passed the initial hurdle, things would get better afterwards. Although a drunken person might lose control, his self-control has always been good… Mingzhu gritted her teeth, desperately convincing herself to calm down slowly and prepare to accept it. However, Yuwen Chu had already gently released her, got up from the bed, leaving behind a silent room. Only the cold wind of the night occasionally rustled through the branches, producing a sound that sent shivers down one’s spine.
Mingzhu had a feeling as if Yuwen Chu had already left the room, leaving her alone. She felt a bit scared and regretful, wanting to turn back and say something comforting, yet also afraid to do so.
Footsteps echoed, moving away from the bedside. Suddenly, Mingzhu felt very afraid, afraid that he would just leave like this and never come back. She clutched her left chest and whimpered, “It hurts, it hurts.”
After just a moment, the blanket covering her head was forcefully pulled away, and Yuwen Chu somewhat rudely flipped her over, checking her pulse with a frowning face. Seeing her sweaty forehead, he furrowed his brows again, “Where does it hurt?”
Mingzhu blinked and, summoning courage from somewhere, suddenly reached out both arms to tightly hug his neck, burying her head in his chest without saying a word. Then, she felt Yuwen Chu’s body gradually soften, and he let out a soft sigh above her head.
Mingzhu hugged him tighter, her voice almost inaudible, “Wait until I’m better, wait until I’m better.” She felt like she was really sick, hence her fear. Hugging and kissing were fine, but when it came to substantive contact, she couldn’t help but feel scared. So, this was an illness, the illness left to her by Yuwen You’s madness. Therefore, what she said couldn’t be considered a lie.
Yuwen Chu took a long time to speak, “I’ve always been waiting for you.” Waiting for you to open your heart and fully accept me.
“Then lie down and don’t leave,” Mingzhu knelt on the bed, grabbing his sleeve, pleadingly looking up at him, tears glistening in her eyes, as if she would cry if he didn’t agree.
It was because he had drunk too much and was stimulated by Fu Mingzheng again, so he couldn’t control his emotions. Didn’t he already know that she was like this? Facing him, she was no longer the fierce and rigid opponent she used to be, but naturally soft and pleading. This itself was a very difficult change—she knew better now, and felt and accepted his goodwill and tolerance. She wanted to make an effort to reciprocate, but couldn’t help herself.
In this world, some people liked sweets while others didn’t. If you wanted someone who didn’t like sweets to fall in love with sweets, you had to let them know the beauty of sweets. Forcing it would only make them dislike sweets more. The difference between coercion and willingness was significant. He didn’t want this kind of reluctant behavior; he wanted her to willingly, wholeheartedly. Thinking this through, Yuwen Chu’s originally somewhat sour and cold heart warmed up again. He sat down, stroked Mingzhu’s hair, and softly said, “Sleep.”
Mingzhu carefully laid down, resting her head on his lap, gently swaying his fingertips, trying to please him, and said, “When I’m better, I’ll give you a child.”
Yuwen Chu smiled and tucked her in.
The more he indulged her like this, the more Mingzhu felt guilty. She felt that even if he treated her as he did when they were newlyweds, ignoring her or fighting with her, there would be corresponding ways to deal with it, unlike now, hanging in midair, making her feel very unsettled. She almost felt guilty, thinking she was an incompetent Wangfei, wanting others to help her and work for her, but not giving any benefits. After struggling for a long time, she finally came up with a compromise, but she felt too embarrassed to say it out loud, muttering, “Well, Your Highness, if you can’t help it, shall I help you?”
Yuwen Chu didn’t react at first. When he did, he didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
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