Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

When being kissed, Chu Xiaoyun was stunned and instinctively wanted to push Que Yu away with her hands.

Thinking of the burns on his hands, she withdrew her hand, closed her eyes and let him invade her.

Her obedience soothed Que Yu's restlessness.

He reached out and touched the corner of Chu Xiaoyun's eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of moisture there.

It is the trace left by her tears for herself.

Tears, Que Yu liked the feeling of Chu Xiaoyun crying for him. At that time, her eyes were full of him.

For Queyu, this seemed to be the first time someone cared about his injuries wholeheartedly.

To the emperor, he was nothing more than the sharpest and most useful weapon. He naturally didn't care about the pain of the weapon.

The subordinates under his jurisdiction all think that he is made of steel, are not afraid of pain, and do not care about him.

Only Chu Xiaoyun...but this was the concern he stole from someone else's identity.

Que Yu felt a slight pain and tingling sensation in his heart, and was happy and uncomfortable at the same time. He couldn't help wanting this feeling to last longer.

This feeling was too unfamiliar, making him painful and irritated. He couldn't help but press the back of Chu Xiaoyun's head and bite her lips to dissipate his messy emotions.

Just a light taste on the lips was not enough, he closed his eyes and used his tongue to invade Chu Xiaoyun's world more deeply.

The sensitive soft flesh on the inner wall of her mouth was scratched, causing a blush to appear at the corners of her eyes, and her eyes became even more moist.

"Um... Brother Wenjin... is injured... He is under pressure,"

Chu Xiaoyun's worried voice escaped from the gap between their lips.

Que Yu was not happy about her concern this time, but bit her lips as a reminder:

"What did I say last night?"

Chu Xiaoyun's mind went blank until Que Yu's hand reached into her clothes, and then she panicked and remembered:

"Husband, husband, I called you the wrong name."

He then took his hand away, but the kiss did not stop, but turned into a lingering hug.

When Que Yu let go, both of their clothes were disheveled and their hair was a little messy.

If someone who didn't know saw them, they would probably think they were having sex in broad daylight.

Chu Xiaoyun's heartache was dispersed by her anger and shame.

"It's all your fault. If Chunying and the others saw this, it would be so embarrassing."

Que Yu was rarely ashamed. He coughed twice, quickly applied a layer of ointment on the area that had been wiped off, and changed the subject:

"I had some porridge this morning. I'll have someone serve some more food."

At this time, it would be a bit strange to have lunch after this meal.

Chu Xiaoyun and Que Yu simply treated this meal as a main course, filling their stomachs, and then thought about other things.

Officials of this dynasty can enjoy three days of vacation after they get married.

Que Yu didn't have to go to the court and had nothing else to do, so he accompanied Chu Xiaoyun to stroll around the mansion, exploring the layout of the Meng Mansion under the pretext of familiarizing her with the environment.

When he was a servant, there were some places he could not enter.

Now, I can look at them one by one.

As she walked around, Chu Xiaoyun felt her legs becoming more and more sore. They were very sore from being bent and fixed in one position for too long yesterday.

I felt much better after a good night's sleep, but after walking a little, the symptoms came back again.

Thinking about the reasons for this situation, Chu Xiaoyun found it difficult to speak and was unwilling to say anything.

Que Yu was immersed in the mood of revenge and ignored this point for a moment.

When she couldn't walk any further, Chu Xiaoyun pointed to a room with a closed door and asked:

"What is that place?"

Que Yu took a look and knew the answer: "That's the study."

Meng Wenjin entered the court as a third place in the imperial examination. He had been reading widely since childhood, and his study was filled with various types of books.

Maybe there will be something else.

When Que Yu was with him before, the place he spent most of his time in was here besides the bedroom.

However, his original identity limited the collection of many evidence clues. Now...

Que Yu supported Chu Xiaoyun's waist and asked gently:

"Want to go in and have a look?"

Chu Xiaoyun was feeling tired, and when she heard Que Yu's suggestion, she suddenly felt that it was exactly what she wanted.

"Okay."

When I entered the study, it was just as I had imagined, with rows of bookcases filled with various types of books.

Chu Xiaoyun picked up a local travel book at random, sat at the desk and prepared to read. When she lowered her head, she saw a closed drawer beside the desk.

She couldn't help but feel curious, so she turned to look at Que Yu:

"Husband, can I see what's in this drawer?"

Que Yu was still standing in front of the bookcase, scanning the books on it, trying to find some clues.

Hearing Chu Xiaoyun's question, he didn't even turn his head and said directly: "Sure. You can do whatever you want here."

Chu Xiaoyun opened the drawer and saw a locked wooden box inside.

What else needs to be locked in a drawer?

Once curiosity is aroused, it always makes people feel uncomfortable if the question is not answered.

Chu Xiaoyun then asked:

"Husband, what's in here that needs to be locked?"

Locked?

Que Yu's brain was touched, and he turned around, "I'll do it..."

Have a look.

He swallowed the last two words.

He may not know other things, but Que Yu remembers this wooden box clearly.

The marriage certificate that Meng Wenjin had not sent out because it was too intimate was kept in this wooden box.

Thinking of the words on the marriage certificate, Que Yu's face turned gloomy.

He knew that his current identity was Meng Wenjin.

If he showed the marriage certificate to Chu Xiaoyun, maybe the other party would treat him better and trust him more because of the emotions she felt.

At that time, when his subordinates report to Meng Wenjin, he will feel even more sad, and it will have a good revenge effect.

But Que Yu didn't want to do that.

Just thinking about the fact that Chu Xiaoyun would be moved by the marriage certificate written by Meng Wenjin, and even express her emotions to him, made Que Yu feel uncomfortable all over.

He ignored Chu Xiaoyun's expectant look, took the wooden box and put it back into the drawer.

"There are some official documents in there, so you can't take them out to look at them."

Chu Xiaoyun said "Oh" in understanding, and continued to read the book she had taken out.

But for some reason, she felt like a kitten was scratching her heart, causing her to frequently glance towards the drawer.

Seeing this, Que Yu became more annoyed, so he used the excuse that he had unfinished official business to coax Chu Xiaoyun out of the study with the books.

Seeing Chu Xiaoyun leave, he turned around, sat back at the desk, and looked at the drawer with a somewhat cold gaze.

After a long time, he took out the brocade box and called out his subordinates without hesitation.

"leader."

The black-clad Xuanyi guards knelt on the ground.

"Take this wooden box away, in front of Meng Wenjin,"

Que Yu paused for a moment and uttered two firm words: "Burn it."

"Yes."

Xuanyiwei did not hesitate and left the study with the brocade box.

Que Yu spent some time in the study before returning to the bedroom to accompany Chu Xiaoyun.