After Jiaojiao got pregnant, her husband who died in the war came back

After that day, Pei Muyao would run to the palace whenever she had time, and would quickly meet her best friend the princess who she used as a cover, and then go find Yu Wenyuan.

For some reason, Yu Wenyuan was not what she imagined. Although he listened to her carefully, he was very quiet.

Sometimes, she didn't even know whether he was listening or distracted.

But she doesn't care.

Only then did Pei Muyao understand why her father wanted her mother to accompany him when he was doing work.

Even if two people are doing different things and have no communication, as long as they are in the same space with the person they like, just looking at each other occasionally will make them happy.

A month later, Pei Muyao made the first sachet in her life.

In the past, her mother had never forced her to learn housework, but she saw in storybooks that people gave these to their loved ones, so she followed suit and made one.

Yu Wenyuan took a look and said, "This is..."

Pei Muyao patted his shoulder excitedly, "Isn't this mandarin duck beautiful? I embroidered it for a long time. Do you like it?"

The corners of Yu Wenyuan's mouth twitched. He originally wanted to ask, is this a duck or a chicken?

He thought for two seconds, forced a smile and said, "It looks good."

Pei Muyao smiled with satisfaction, "I knew you would like it. Come here, I'll put it on for you."

After a while, Yu Wenyuan looked at the ugly thing hanging around his waist and pursed his lips.

If he didn't know that Pei Muyao liked him, he would definitely think this was a humiliation to him.

Pei Muyao leaned on the couch and excitedly recounted the origin of the sachet and how hard she had worked to make it.

Yu Wenyuan didn't respond as usual.

After listening for a while, he noticed that the sounds around him were getting smaller and smaller, until at some point, there was suddenly no sound.

Yu Wenyuan turned his head and found that Pei Muyao had fallen asleep.

Just like that, I slept in his room without any protection.

Looking at Pei Muyao's peaceful sleeping face, Yuwen Yuan suddenly thought of Pei Jingyi, the man who caused the destruction of his country and his family.

His heart suddenly became dark.

Pei Muyao said that she had sneaked out. If Pei Jingyi knew that his precious daughter was sleeping next to him, he would be furious.

Yu Wenyuan stared at Pei Muyao's face, his fingers sliding from her cheek to her collar and landing on the undulations.

He could untie her clothes with just a flick of his finger. Although Pei Muyao knew some kung fu, she was definitely no match for her.

His courtyard was the most remote place in the palace. Usually, few people came here. Even if she shouted at the top of her lungs, no one would come.

At that time, she could only let him ravage her.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenyuan clenched his fists. There are many ways to take revenge on someone, and this one is undoubtedly the most convenient.

But after two seconds, he didn't make any move, instead his eyes fell on Pei Muyao's fingers.

The needle holes are particularly obvious on the white and slender fingers, like flaws on a perfect work of art.

Yu Wenyuan knew that it was torn because she was making a sachet, because half an hour ago she was still chattering in his ear about how hard it was to embroider.

For some reason, Yu Wenyuan suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever made anything for him.

His mother was a palace maid who died of illness shortly after giving birth to him. His father had many sons, and he was just the most inconspicuous one. Before being sent out as a hostage, he had never even been looked at by his father.

However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, Yuwen Yuan suddenly despised himself in his heart.

What was he thinking? He actually felt sorry for Pei Muyao. She was Pei Jingyi's daughter!

Yuwen Yuan raised his hand again. Although he had never touched a woman, he had seen others having affairs more than once or twice in the deep courtyards of the imperial palace. It was nothing more than men and women hugging each other and doing that kind of thing.

He lowered his head, wondering where to start.

I don’t know if it was because of what he just did, but Pei Muyao suddenly woke up.

Two big watery eyes suddenly opened, but because they had just woken up, their pupils could not focus clearly.

After two seconds, Pei Muyao finally saw the face in front of her clearly.

Looking at the face that was magnified in the near distance, she opened her lips woodenly and said, "Are you..."

Yu Wenyuan's back was stretched straight, and he felt panic for a moment. He thought Pei Muyao must have noticed something unusual.

What should he do? It would be better...

"Are you going to kiss me secretly?"

A soft, watery voice sounded, causing Yu Wenyuan's pupils to tremble.

Pei Muyao did not show any anger or rage, but suddenly raised her arm and hooked it around Yu Wenyuan's neck, leaning closer and saying, "No need to be secretive, I'll let you kiss me."

She has been craving for it for a long time.

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her head and kissed the corner of his lips.

After they finished, she seemed to realize it belatedly and felt shy, burying her face in Yuwen Yuan's neck awkwardly.

Yu Wenyuan's body was as stiff as a stone. He took a deep breath as he felt the softness in his arms.

His hands hung at his sides, and he looked like a sculpture.

After hugging for a while, Pei Muyao saw that Yu Wenyuan was motionless, so she freed one hand to pull his arm and said in a muffled voice: "You don't know how to hold me."

After saying that, Yuwen Yuan gently placed his hands on her back, stroking it for a few times. Then, as if he suddenly recalled something, he tightened his arms and held her tightly.

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Ever since that incident, I don’t know if it was Pei Muyao’s illusion, but I always felt that Yu Wenyuan was not as wooden-faced as before.

That day, it was drizzling outside, but the air in the house was unusually hot.

After a long time, Pei Muyao suddenly pushed Yu Wenyuan away, licked her sore lips, and covered her chest with her hands.

She looked at Yu Wenyuan with dissatisfaction and said aggrievedly: "I don't like this very much. It hurts me a little."

Yu Wenyuan withdrew his hand awkwardly, the corners of his lips were straight, as if he was unhappy about being interrupted.

He said coldly: "It's up to you."

After saying this, he didn't even look at Pei Muyao, as if he was unhappy.

Pei Muyao noticed his emotions, leaned over and leaned on his shoulder and said, "I'll let you see it when you marry me, okay?"

Yu Wenyuan became even more depressed after hearing this.

Marry her? She said it lightly.

It would be a miracle if Pei Jingyi could get her to marry him.

Pei Muyao didn't notice his change in mood and just stared at him.

After a few seconds, she tugged at Yuwen Yuan's sleeve and said, "Can I touch it?"

Yu Wenyuan didn't hear clearly at first, so he turned his head and frowned: "What?"

Anyway, she had said it, so Pei Muyao boldly repeated, "Abdominal muscles, can I touch them?"

As she spoke, she deliberately put her hand under Yu Wenyuan's arm and touched his waist and abdomen.

Yuwen Yuan almost thought there was something wrong with his ears.

After confirming that Pei Muyao was not joking, he chuckled, his eyes full of mischief, "Didn't I say you can't look here? Why do you still want to touch it?"

Pei Muyao heard this and said seriously: "Men and women are different. I just touched her and didn't do anything else."

When Pei Muyao said this, her eyes flickered and she looked innocent and harmless.

If these words hadn't come from her mouth.

After a long silence, Yuwen Yuan calmly untied his belt, looked at Pei Muyao suspiciously and said, "Why do I feel like you are trying to trick me?"

Pei Muyao rubbed her hands, blinked and said, "How is that possible!"