The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 105: Newlyweds

Xie Yunzhen slightly loosened his grip, giving Ji Mingzhu some space to breathe.

However, his legs tightened their hold on her.

His demeanor seemed as if clinging to Ji Mingzhu was his only way to survive.

Ji Mingzhu suddenly thought of the fragile dodder plant.

The thought almost scared her.

Xie Yunzhen was ruthless and assertive; how could he be associated with the dodder?

She dismissed those chaotic thoughts from her mind.

She tried to move further into the bed.

They were already married, and consummating the marriage was a natural progression.

But remaining so close afterward was something she couldn’t handle.

Things shouldn’t be this way between them.

She reached out to push Xie Yunzhen away, but all she felt was muscle.

Even in his usual attire, she could sense the hidden strength beneath the fabric. Now, without any cover, it was entirely exposed.

Bulging.

Hard as a rock.

His muscle lines were just right, his skin was healthy, making the person in his arms appear even more snow-white like jade.

Ji Mingzhu’s hand, pushing against him, rested on his arm. The contrast between rigid and soft, dark and light, was unexpectedly harmonious.

"Where are you planning to go?"

The man’s voice was cheerful, with a hint of satisfaction.

"To sleep, is that not okay?"

"Okay."

"Then why don’t you let go quickly?"

"I won’t."

No matter how the person in his arms resisted, Xie Yunzhen simply held her tightly.

Since he had taken the first step, he wouldn’t allow Mingzhu to retreat, nor would he become distant or care about some gentlemanly demeanor.

What does it matter if he’s shameless?

He had long since disregarded saving face!

He moved Ji Mingzhu’s hand to his waist, forcibly making her hold him.

"Hug me, comfort me a bit."

He had not yet fully calmed down.

His face was full of a pleading look for love, completely different from the usual noble, restrained, and indifferent man.

At this moment, he was just an ordinary man, wanting his wife’s affection.

His body instinctively moved closer to Ji Mingzhu.

Puzzle-fit tight.

Ji Mingzhu’s expression stiffened.

"Are you done or not!"

Xie Yunzhen was also a bit bewildered, instinctively holding her lower back to prevent her from retreating.

He kissed Ji Mingzhu’s face in a pleasing manner.

"I won’t move."

"Get lost!"

Xie Yunzhen very obediently rolled over with her in his arms.

The world spun, and Ji Mingzhu didn’t know whether she was dizzy or something else.

In her view, the fiery red curtains were once again swaying.

The noise in the room grew intermittent, only quieting down completely after the deep of the night.

Ji Mingzhu’s eyes were tightly closed, and she had already fallen asleep.

A wedding quilt covered her, with large peony flowers embroidered on it.

The pillow was also red, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Xie Yunzhen couldn’t sleep, lying on his side, propping his head on one hand, tracing Ji Mingzhu’s features over and over.

Her makeup and hair had been removed, but there was still a faint blush on her cheeks.

It was a hue emerging from deep within her skin, both alluring and amorous.

Her lips were slightly swollen.

This was the result of him losing control, repeatedly demanding kisses from her, leaving traces.

At this moment, she was like a freshly bloomed peony, stunningly beautiful, exuding a captivating aura.

It wasn’t a dream, nor his illusion.

The woman he loved lay right beside him, sharing the same quilt, resting on the same pillow.

Her leg was even draped over him.

Sleeping so sweetly.

In this life and the previous one, this was the first time she had peacefully slept by his side.

Xie Yunzhen’s heart was filled, an overwhelming warmth surged, spreading throughout his limbs and bones.

His entire body was enveloped in a warm aura, every inch of flesh and bone feeling utterly comfortable.

He wanted to kiss Ji Mingzhu again.

The urge grew stronger, and Xie Yunzhen leaned over.

Yet, worried about waking Ji Mingzhu, he finally let his kiss fall on her hair.

Silently, only he knew.

The man’s eyes held a smile, his features softening.

The hand under the quilt gently rested against Ji Mingzhu’s waist, loosely embracing her.

As long as Mingzhu was by his side, there was no need for words or actions; he was already very happy.

...

In stark contrast to the tranquility of the bridal chamber, chaos had erupted outside.

Du Peifang feigned illness to avoid morning and evening greetings.

Only at night did the elders of the Du Family realize she wasn’t in the residence.

Just as Xie Yunzhen was getting married, she ran away from home; anyone could guess what she was up to.

The Grand Tutor immediately wanted to take people to the Xie house to bring Du Peifang back.

But was stopped by Madame Du.

"The situation is still unclear; don’t make a big fuss, or else where will the Du Family and Peifang put their reputation?"

The Grand Tutor was so angry his face turned green, "If she cared about her reputation, she wouldn’t have done such a thing!"

Although Madame Du was angry, she had to side with her own child.

A girl’s reputation is too important; one misstep could ruin Peifang’s entire life.

No matter what was going on inside, they could only handle things discreetly now and avoid creating gossip.

"Dear, you stay home and wait for news. I’ll go see Princess An He. If Peifang is at the Xie house, I’ll bring her back."

Peifang couldn’t orchestrate a big plan on her own.

If they indeed found her at Duke Mansion, it would only mean someone was working with her from the inside.

Besides Princess An He, Madame Du couldn’t think of anyone else.

She was enraged inside.

After all, a mother understands her own child best, and Princess An He was clearly using Peifang.

She didn’t care whether this would ruin Peifang’s reputation!

With only two servant women, Madame Du quietly left the house.

The people arranged by Princess An He had mysteriously disappeared from the residence without a trace.

This included Du Peifang, whose whereabouts were unknown.

Ji Mingzhu was confirmed to be the person in the bridal room by Princess An He.

At the moment, she was extremely worried.

If they lost track of Du Peifang, things would turn troublesome.

No time to meddle with Ji Mingzhu, Princess An He dispatched trusted aides to secretly search the mansion.

She also sent people outside to look.

After all this waiting, it was Madame Du coming to demand to know where she was.

This was no small matter; Princess An He staunchly denied ever seeing Du Peifang.

She even sneered at Madame Du.

Saying she didn’t discipline her daughter well, allowing a young girl to run away from home.

Despite being embarrassed, Madame Du couldn’t do anything to a Princess.

She could only force a smile, "You’re also a mother, so you understand how I feel. If Peifang truly hasn’t been to Duke Mansion, then it was my mistake. I apologize, and I will report to the authorities for help in finding her."

Princess An He felt uneasy; involving the authorities would complicate things.

She could only hope her people found Du Peifang first and quietly returned her.

In her heart, she cursed the incompetents.

Du Peifang must have leaked the plan, leading to this development.

This is Duke Mansion; if she had kept her mouth shut, not giving anyone a chance to prepare, who could have sabotaged it?

She couldn’t stop Madame Du from reporting to the authorities, or it would seem suspicious.

Princess An He said, "If necessary, Duke Mansion can lend you manpower. Peifang was once considered my daughter-in-law; I don’t want anything to happen to her either."

Madame Du was frantic; if her daughter wasn’t at Duke Mansion, where could she be?

Could something have happened to her?

Her mind was in turmoil, unable to continue exchanging pleasantries with Princess An He.

She was about to leave.

Just then, a rough old maid burst into the main yard, loudly shouting, "Found her, Miss Du has been found!"