The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

Yun Wei finally put down her pen and rubbed her brows.

Does Gu Changling want to attack this place openly and openly in the name of bandits, and then use the opportunity to reveal that this is Lu Xingyi's base, so as to accuse him of treason?

It's theoretically possible, but Lu Xingyi has been hoarding here for a long time. Will he really give up so easily and choose to return to Beijing?

And Caixia's identity, hasn't Gu Changling noticed it yet?

Now the plot has completely deviated from the main line, and the plans of both parties are no longer something she can understand.

The rain finally stopped in the evening.

Yunwei took medicine, ate, bathed and rested as usual.

The maids knew that the princess was reticent, so they all quietly withdrew.

When leaving, a maid in pink lit the sandalwood.

Lu Xing also knew that she would not sleep well at night. On the first day, she was supposed to put some agarwood to calm her nerves, but Yun Wei threw it out.

So the next day the maid brought sandalwood...

Yunwei didn't lose it anymore, she needed a good sleep.

Perhaps only by sleeping a little longer can she be quiet for a while and stop thinking wildly.

The sandalwood spreads and invades the nose, making one feel drowsy.

In the middle of the night, the light breeze mixed with humid air blew open the window...

Yunwei seemed to be dreaming.

The dream was the rainy day when Gu Changling left.

His back became more and more distant, and gradually became a small dot in the rain curtain, like the ink stains spreading in the inkstone, and finally faded to the point of being invisible.

Yunwei wanted to catch up, but she couldn't catch up. In the end, she fell weakly into the rain and could only feel the rain hitting her face, as cold as snow particles.

She was soaked to the skin and shivering from the cold.

In a daze, I instinctively wanted to grab the quilt, but failed to find it. Instead, I touched a pair of hands as cold as jade.

The suddenly cold temperature startled her to open her eyes, but she couldn't see anything clearly, it was dark.

But for a moment, she fell into a deep sleep again, curling up in a ball without being able to get the quilt.

Suddenly the quilt moved and fell on me, along with a strong sense of oppression.

It seemed like someone was bullying her, trapping her in a tight spot.

Those cold jade-like hands caressed her face all the way down, falling on her fragile neck and rubbing it. The slowly gathering strength made Yunwei shiver in excitement.

He unconsciously uttered a sentence, "Aling, I'm cold..."

The coldness that had been lingering on his neck slowly faded away.

But within a moment it struck again, but this time it wasn't her neck, but her waist...

Like thin ice scratching across her skin inch by inch, Yunwei trembled, wanting to escape and push away.

But he couldn't exert any strength, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

Yunwei felt that she must have been trapped in bed by a ghost, and tried desperately to wake up.

But my eyelids seemed to be stuck, and I couldn't open them.

When she was anxious, a gust of breeze blew by, and under the thick sandalwood, there was a vague fragrance of ink, which instantly made Yunwei open her eyes.

On a moonless and candleless night, it was as dark as an abyss.

But Yunwei still caught the familiar outline beside the bed.

She reached out tremblingly and touched the outline.

Is it a dream?

It must be a dream, otherwise how could she still touch him...

If it was a dream, could she linger on it for a while?

Her hands fell on his waist and moved towards him slowly.

The faint scent of ink became stronger, as if he was sitting in the study, flipping through books, on an ordinary afternoon.

Yunwei's lustful aura...

She wrapped her arms around his neck, found his lips in the darkness, and kissed them.

But the figure remained motionless, neither pushing her away nor kissing her, her thin lips pursed into a thin line, and she refused to open the door no matter how she probed.

The scent of sandalwood in the room made her head dizzy and her eyelids became heavy again.

Yun Wei simply gave up and leaned into his arms as if she was helpless, listening to the clear and faint sound in his chest.

Like the sound of rain, it makes people fall asleep.

Before she was about to fall completely into a dream, a word brought her back to consciousness.

"Have you ever liked me?"

The sound of running water splashing jade is familiar to my bones.

Yunwei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the fabric covering her palms suddenly became real.

"Do you have?"

I asked again, stubbornly wanting an answer.

"Do you have……"

His voice was weak, as if he was talking to himself.

There was silence for a long time, Yunwei seemed to have fallen asleep and remained silent.

The figure that had been frozen suddenly moved.

Like an impatient beast, he bullied her and pulled her clothes apart.

Without any foreplay, he just rushed over so recklessly.

"pain……"

A very light cry of pain, like a cub whimpering, so helpless.

In the end, the recklessness gave in and became gentle.

The fine warmth fell on Yunwei's neck...

Accompanied by a vague "Weiwei..." that is so vague that you can ignore it without listening carefully.

This sound made Yun Wei's eyes sore.

She wanted to hug him, but as soon as she raised her hand tremblingly, he grabbed it and pushed it down again, holding their fingers together.

The rain fell outside the window again, and the dripping patter covered the panting inside the house.

Yunwei's consciousness was confused, but her body was as sharp and clear as any.

His kiss, his hands, he accumulated the power of collision, trapping her tightly.

In fact, he didn't check her too much, but Yun Wei felt that she had no way to escape and didn't want to escape...

In the entanglement, she accidentally touched a piece of cold iron.

After stroking along the lines of the thing, I realized what it was.

She let go tremblingly, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and fell into the pillow quilt.

The person on her body also stopped and looked at her loosened dagger, his eyes darker than the night.

It has been placed in such a conspicuous position. If you are so disgusted with me and don't want to play husband and wife with me, shouldn't you at least grab a dagger to defend yourself?

Even if it doesn't work, you should try your best to shout and attract people...

Why, you leave everything up to me?

Do you...love me so much?

The delusion was born in the smallest place and grew wildly in the dark side of his heart.

But in the end, it withered on the breath of joy...

The rain didn't stop, and the wind picked up, violently blowing open the half-closed windows, causing the curtains in the house to shake wildly.

It also blew away the ambiguous atmosphere in the house...

Yunwei was lying on the bed, fully clothed and covered with quilts, but she was empty beside her.

The feeling of powerlessness gradually disappeared after he left, making people feel clear.

She waited for a long time before holding on to the bed and getting up.

He turned on the lamp, closed the window, and opened the lid of the incense burner.

Among the ashes, there was indeed an unnoticeable touch of black ash.

She had experienced it three times, and somehow she could tell whether it was a dream or being drugged.

It’s just that she didn’t understand that Lingxiao Pavilion was heavily guarded, how could he break in?

Or is Lu Xing also retreating and the guards are lax?

Or, Lu Xingyi deliberately let the situation go so that they could meet each other.

As long as she shows reluctance and soft-heartedness today, the breakup of the past few days will be rejected.

He could still secretly threaten Gu Changling with himself without her knowing...

Yun Wei looked at the next room and smiled coldly.

The room next door was also empty at the moment, with only a cup of tea cup left, which was crushed to pieces, and the fragments were stained with a few traces of bright red.