The Slender Waist-Chapter 311 - 219 Furious

Her voice was gentle to the extreme, yet annoying to the extreme.

Every word seemed to carry a murderer’s knife, stabbing straight into Pei Jue’s heart.

"No wonder the Empress Dowager is so obsessed. With such a gifted nature, who wouldn’t love her."

"Speak properly," Pei Jue’s ear tips warmed slightly, his jawline tensed, as he looked at her seriously.

"The Empress Dowager presides over the court; her edicts are as sacred as the Emperor’s."

"Are you implying that I influenced your official duties?" Feng Yun glanced at him faintly, her voice lowered, sounding aggrieved.

"Today’s meeting with the Qi Envoy was supposed to be about the peace treaty. It’s fine if you refuse to see my father, but why blame this on me?"

After saying that, she pushed him forcefully, took two steps back, and let out a low, feeble chuckle with a flutter of her eyelashes, which filled her gaze with mist.

"If the General wants to leave, then go. I won’t stop you."

Pei Jue frowned and embraced her.

Feng Yun did not struggle.

She remained motionless, so quiet that only breathing remained.

"Lady Yun," Pei Jue sighed, his voice hoarse, "be reasonable."

"That’s why I’m letting the General go. Meeting the Empress Dowager is important; that’s being reasonable."

Under the dim sky, the girl’s pale face blushed strangely, as if she were tipsy, her body so soft that it seemed boneless, leaning against him. She did not act coquettishly or voice any grievances but was even more irresistible.

Pei Jue lowered his head and couldn’t help pinching her face.

"Then why be angry?"

"I’m not."

Pei Jue’s brow furrowed tightly as if he pondered something.

"As a servant of the state, openly defying an imperial edict would be...."

Feng Yun lifted her head, "Would the Empress Dowager punish you for it?"

Pei Jue looked down at her, "Even if I were punished, it wouldn’t matter. Have you ever thought, if the whole court claimed that you’ve beguiled me into acting improperly and disobeying imperial commands, how much slander would you face?"

Feng Yun’s lips curved slightly, "Would it be fatal?"

Pei Jue, "It would."

Feng Yun laughed, a cool mockery in her clear eyes.

"Would the General protect me?"

Pei Jue, "I would."

He watched her without moving, his voice magnetic and clear, plain and direct, without a hint of artifice or seduction, yet it filled Feng Yun with stoppable delight.

She naturally leaned in, moving over his body even with clothes between them, their temples rubbing, like a pot of intoxicating wine, every grimace, every smile spilling into enchanting colors.

"With the General’s protection, what do I care about them? If someone wants me to die unjustly, then the General will kill them for me...."

Pei Jue’s expression became stern, as if something plucked at his heart.

He said nothing, his arms involuntarily tightened, and inexplicably, he hugged her close and kissed her in the next instant.

Outside stood a guard, while Feng Yun responded cautiously.

The air carried a languid scent as they clung to each other, comforting minutely and silently entwined, the barely perceptible sounds causing their body temperature to skyrocket....

"Mmm... General...."

This was going to be the death of him.

Pei Jue gripped the back of her head, his heavy breathing inducing Feng Yun to gasp continuously, becoming gradually dazed.

"It’s so unfair, terribly unfair...."

Pei Jue hoarsely asked, "How is it unfair?"

Feng Yun’s legs were so weak she couldn’t stand; even her heels seemed to tremble, "The General knows."

Pei Jue’s heart thundered, blood surged through his body, and it was as if she had cast a spell on every pore, tightening them to the extreme.

"You go back first; I’ll be quick."

"Don’t...."

As she spoke, Feng Yun’s fingers clenched suddenly.

"I seem to be sick again, what should I do if the General leaves...."

Pei Jue struggled to breathe because of her words, fighting the desire that surged to his brain, staring at her silently, waiting for her next words, waiting for her to be the first to ask.

Their eyes met.

It seemed both understood each other’s thoughts.

Feng Yun’s eyes smoldered as she held his gaze.

"I want the antidote, but the General’s pride is too great to bear. Perhaps...."

Pei Jue knew she had more up her sleeve, "Perhaps what?"

Feng Yun murkily suggested, "Maybe I should tie up the General? That way you won’t hurt me." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Last time in Bingzhou, she said the cloth strip was for him, which Pei Jue found baffling. Now that she had brought it with her today, after a moment’s hesitation, he did not refuse.

Yet when he realized he had been duped, it was too late. Feng Yun wasn’t interested in tying up his hands and feet; instead, she knelt down and carefully tied away a piece of him, making sure it was secure before contentedly nuzzling against him.

"Half your pride cut down, let’s see how fierce you can be now."

"You woman, are you doing this on purpose?"

"Mmm, on purpose," Feng Yun’s eyes and brows all smiled, very satisfied as she watched for a moment: "You could go as you are to meet the Empress Dowager. After all, when you come back, I’ll have to inspect you. If anything goes wrong, I’ll have no need for my antidote."

"You...you really are..."

"What? A shrew, a virago, a jealous wife?"

"A seductress," Pei Jue gritted his teeth, flipped over to pin her down, hugging her tightly in his arms, feeling as if a wild beast raged inside him.

He yearned to charge, to talk wildly, to revel; he wanted to tear this little wild creature to shreds and devour her flesh and skin to quench his hunger.

He had forgotten the horse was ready, the troops were assembled, and he was supposed to go to Andu County to meet Li Sangruo.

"General... it’s getting late."

Feng Yun deliberately spoiled his mood and pushed his shoulder.

"If you don’t meet the Empress Dowager now, you will be defying her orders..."

Pei Jue’s breathing was scorching hot, his anger at its peak, treating the delicate woman in his arms as an enemy formation he desperately needed to break through, oblivious to the severity of his actions in his secret exhilaration after she had tied him up...

"General." Feng Yun made herself look pitiful as she struggled with her heaving breath, fixing her gaze on him.

For some reason, she thought of the villa from her past life.

That day when Li Sangruo had summoned her, she displayed the traces of their pleasure with a show-off attitude, telling her it was the result of her frantic entanglement with Pei Jue...

It was at the Andu Villa as well.

Li Sangruo was waiting for him there right now.

Thinking of that scene, Feng Yun felt extreme hatred and punched him hard on his body.

As if she had a deep grudge against him.

"What are you going crazy for?" Pei Jue grasped her wrist.

"How about you tie me up as well, General?" Feng Yun said, "With me tied up, you can do whatever you want."

Pei Jue’s mind roared, and he bit down on her neck. Another bite. And another. Like a beast gnawing at succulent prey, his sound full of invasive warning.

"Don’t tempt fate."

"Are you a dog, Pei Jue?"

"Shush." Pei Jue grabbed her wrist, pressing it upon the pillow, signaling her to be quiet as there were people outside.

Feng Yun glared at him breathlessly, her eyes seductive as silk.

"What are you afraid of? The Empress Dowager can’t hear us, can she?"

Her words truly knew how to sting.

Pei Jue’s rough fingertips gently traced her lips.

She was a bit nervous.

But she still underestimated how bad Pei Jue could be.

"You may leave."

He spoke with a stern voice, and a chorus of assenting voices came from outside.

Feng Yun was slightly startled, and before she could react, her flowing black hair lightly fell upon the pillow.

Pei Jue removed her hairpin, cradled her face, kissed her softly, then dragged over a soft pillow to cushion behind her waist.

Feng Yun was first taken aback.

Then her eyes widened, staring at him spellbound as he traced a warm and nimble path, sliding lower.

She was beautiful, glowing with a clean, moist luster. At that moment, as she lovingly submitted, allowing herself to be harvested, it aroused in him a destructive desire that was irresistible...

He knew every trigger on her body, easily took control of her. Most importantly, Pei Jue didn’t have that many annoying habits; he was a tough man outside, but quite humble in the bedroom...

"Ah." Feng Yun pulled firmly on his hair, her body arching to form a straight line against the cushioned pillow, her mind blank.

Pei Jue’s eyes slightly drooped, silently engrossed in his task like a greedy beast nibbling, gently coaxing with soft friction, scent-seeking.

An indescribable tingle coursed through her head, as if he was lifting the lid off her crown, with surges of electricity intensely attacking, Feng Yun spasmed uncontrollably, soft and enticing like a cat.

"My lord..."

This was always when she called him ’my lord’.

Pei Jue gazed at her, his eyes dark and profound.

After a moment, her tensed body relaxed, and she collapsed on the bedding, her dark eyes slightly unfocused, left with nothing but deep breaths.

Their clothes were in disarray, and there was no space between them.

Feng Yun’s fingertips trembled, looking at the man in front of her with a hazy and seductive gaze.

Pei Jue pulled her close, clinging tightly, his body drenched in sweat.

"Shall I let go?"

"No..." Feng Yun’s voice was soft and honeyed, almost breaking the last strand of his restraint.

Thinking of what Pei Jue had just done to her, she thrashed about like an angered little beast, her face flushed red.

"You’re going to meet the Empress Dowager, I have to tie you up so you won’t misbehave. Don’t you dare let go."

Pei Jue’s eyes heated, she laughed at him. In that position, he lifted her into the air.

"Ah!" Feng Yun exclaimed in a low cry.

"Pei Jue, are you intending to kill your wife to remarry?"

Pei Jue lowered his head, patting her neither lightly nor heavily, and tossed her onto the couch, reaching out to pull down the curtains.

"Behave yourself."

"Pei Gou." Feng Yun pounded on his shoulder, whining and acting coquettishly in equal measure, her incessant complaints sounding captivatingly sweet.

"My waist..." In the intimate seclusion behind the curtain, Pei Jue brushed aside her damp hair from her forehead, mumbling vaguely, "I’ve been thinking about it terribly."

"What did you say... I didn’t hear. Say it again?"

Pei Jue clenched his jaw, his face darkened, staying silent.

She smiled mischievously, "Say this: ’Please spare me, my wife, and I will concede.’"

It was at this moment that Feng Jingteng’s carriage arrived at the Xinzhou military camp.

Handing over his letter, he said with sky-high rage:

"Please inform General Pei that the envoy of Qi Country, Feng Jingteng, seeks an audience."

The two countries had agreed to meet on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, which was today, at Mingquan Town to inspect the conference hall. As her father-in-law, enraged by his son-in-law, not to mention...

Ultimately, Feng Yun had sent Ge Guang to speak blunt words.

Saying he abandoned the city and offered his daughter, cowardly and spineless, unworthy of living in this world...

Saying he only shamelessly sought recognition in Xinzhou after he saw Feng Yun marry the Great General, audacious and disgraceful, pretending to be a man of worth.

Each sentence was more demeaning than the last, igniting Feng Jingteng with fury. He couldn’t survive without setting the record straight, so he directly sought out General Pei under the guise of an envoy.

"Neither of us can bear the accusation of sabotaging the peace agreement, please ask General Pei to come out and accompany me to Mingquan Town to jointly inspect the conference hall."