My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

Wei Rongde gave up the main room and could only live in the side room next to his son. His stepmother was still in a coma, and he could not eat or sleep after visiting her several times.

The doctor didn't diagnose anything serious. He said that the old lady was old and had suddenly suffered such a blow. She hadn't eaten for a long time, so it was natural that her body couldn't keep up and she would suffer some physical loss.

She needs to be well cared for and protected from any further stress.

But once she wakes up, if we send her back there, not to mention whether my sister-in-law can take good care of my mother, how can she recover properly when everything is lacking?

Wei Rongde's idea was that no matter what others did, his stepmother's life and safety were the most important things, and at the very least, he had to take good care of the old lady.

This brings us to Wei Nanxun's thoughts; he knew his daughter had a lot of opinions about this grandmother.

However, filial piety is the most important virtue. If a daughter were to stand by and watch her grandmother fall critically ill without taking care of her, her reputation would be affected.

I was so conflicted that I came to discuss it with Wei Nanxun.

Even though he was a businessman, he still valued etiquette. Even if they were father and daughter, it was not appropriate for him to barge into his daughter's room so late.

Seeing that the doors and windows were tightly closed, he knocked on the door and said softly, "Xun'er, it's your father."

Wei Nanxun, separated by a wall, was being pinned against it by the man in front of her, his hand supporting her back. The two were pressed so tightly together that not even a page of a book could fit between them.

His flawless face loomed large before her eyes, his aura carrying a bewitching charm that left her completely mesmerized.

Just as their lips were about to touch, the voices outside instantly snapped her back to reality.

It's Father!

Wei Nanxun didn't even have time to push him away, but this person was fearless and just stood there leisurely next to her, not even daring to stand up straight.

Even when she was panicked, he was still able to kiss her on the lips.

He is crazy!

This isn't inside the palace, nor in his residence; her father is even standing right outside the door. How could he be so bold?

As night fell, the courtyard was quiet. Wei Nanxun could almost hear her own heartbeat, frantic and rapid.

She dared not struggle too hard, afraid that her father would hear the noise, and could only look at him with pleading eyes.

Wei Rongde, who was outside, did not hear a response, so he had to knock on the door again.

This time, she raised her voice: "Xun'er, are you there?"

Still no one responded to him. Wei Rongde couldn't help but be a little surprised and muttered to himself, "Could it be that he's not inside?"

Wei Nanxun's mouth was covered by that large hand, so she couldn't make a sound. Only her beautiful eyes kept blinking.

This person is great in every way, except that sometimes he likes to tease her and enjoys seeing her blush and not know what to do.

Seeing the panic in her eyes, he leaned close to her ear, lowered his voice, and shushed her.

Shh, shh, shh! Why don't you just let go of my hand?

However, she could only cooperate, thinking that her father would assume she had no one else and would look for her elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, Wei Rongde muttered again, "Could it be that he fainted from exhaustion?"

Normally he would never have thought that way, especially since his mother was lying unconscious in front of him, and Wei Nanxun had just returned from attending to her illness in the palace.

Who knows if the Empress Dowager might have passed on her illness to her daughter, or if she had overworked herself.

After all, she had just returned from the palace when she encountered the Wei family's affairs, and she didn't even have time to rest.

When Wei Rongde thought of this, a look of worry appeared on his face.

"Xun'er, Father is coming in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

Wei Rongde hurried into the house and saw a cloth used for twisting hair lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), but no sign of his daughter. He went around to the inner room to look, but still found nothing.

"This child, instead of resting properly, where have you been so late?"

Unable to find her, Wei Rongde went outside. So anxious was he that he didn't notice the curtain by the window swaying slightly.

Once the door was closed again, the sound of running water could be heard in the quiet room.

The area beneath the curtain was dark, as if it had shut out the outside world, leaving only the two of them in the vast expanse of space.

Wei Nanxun's neck was covered in his warm, moist breath and burning lips. He kissed her little by little down from her chin, like a wild beast savoring a delicacy, not wanting to miss an inch.

She was already very sensitive, and in such a stimulating environment, every single one of her senses became especially acute.

His kisses and caresses were more sensual than ever before.

Her body had long since gone limp, and she lay helplessly in his arms, even stepping on the back of his feet to avoid making a sound.

She leaned against him, all her weight pressing down on him. She was like a vine without legs, clinging to him to survive.

Most importantly, her father hadn't gone far and might return at any moment if he couldn't find her.

She had to bite her lower lip tightly to keep from making a sound.

He will never know that, just a curtain away, his beloved daughter is embracing another man.

She didn't know how much time had passed, so long that she was almost exhausted, like a fish out of water finally returning to the water.

The curtain was opened, and she nestled in his arms, her cheeks flushed, breathing softly.

Her eyes were bright and watery, veiled in a thin mist. Her lips were swollen and red, with some cuts at the corners of her mouth, making her look like a ripe peach, even more tempting.

Even breathing hurts a little for her, all because of this person who keeps licking the broken parts.

But he was completely stiff, so even if she punched him twice, only she would feel the pain.

Pei Ji's eyes were frighteningly dark. Seeing the little girl still looking up at him, oblivious to her impending doom, he pressed her head into his arms.

"Don't look."

Wei Nanxun was about to ask what was wrong and why she couldn't watch.

He said in a voice full of lust, "I won't be able to resist."

Beast! What a beast!

Fortunately, he knew his limits and knew that he was in Wei Nanxun's house and someone could come back at any time, so he couldn't be too presumptuous.

He then sat on the chaise longue, embracing her with a comfortable but not too tight grip.

Although the two were together yesterday and separated at the city gate this morning, it was only one day since they last saw each other, but somehow it felt like they had been separated for a very, very long time.

"I really want to take you back right now."

Wei Nanxun's face flushed slightly; she certainly understood what this so-called "going back" meant.

Before the Wei family incident, he could have proposed marriage at any time, but now is not a good time.

She braced herself against his chest, sat up slightly, and separated the two of them.

She looked at him seriously: "Not yet."

Pei Ji frowned, thinking she was deliberately stalling, and asked with some displeasure, "Why?"

Wei Nanxun reached out and rubbed his brow: "Don't frown."

“Firstly, there’s the issue of my identity; you need to make sure no ministers will object. Secondly, the Wei family has been raided, and I don’t want them to use your identity to cause trouble. Thirdly, no one gets married so casually.”

She said the last one with a blush and biting her lip.

In her previous life, she was forced to become Pei Yuyan's concubine. On her wedding day, she was carried in a pink sedan chair and entered the underground palace through a side door.

There was no wedding banquet, no one to congratulate her, and she couldn't even wear bright red wedding clothes.

This has always been a thorn in her side; she doesn't want to be treated perfunctorily anymore.

Pei Ji scoffed lightly: "Is this all you're going to make things difficult for?"

"Instead of worrying about these things, you should spend more time on me."

Wei Nanxun blushed at his words and gently punched him in the chest with her fist.

"Then do me a favor."

Pei Ji raised an eyebrow noncommittally, and Wei Nanxun leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

In his memory, she was extremely strong-willed and would not ask for help easily. He thought that if she asked for help, it must be something very difficult.

"That's it?"