The Slender Waist-Chapter 615 - 445: A Brief Mention_2

"..." Feng Yun raised her foot to kick him but he held her down, leaving her panting and guiltily glancing at the brush, "What do you want to do?"

Pei Jue’s voice was deep, "I’ve decided to give you this ignorant and vile woman, a little punishment."

Who’s the vile woman?

Feng Yun’s eyes widened.

"Are you crazy?"

"Perfect." Pei Jue gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, laid her body down flat, then kissed her temple, saying, "You’re drunk, and I’m crazy."

Feng Yun was taken aback by Pei Jue’s strength for the first time.

In her past and current life, she had never seen him this forcibly restrained.

This fierce, this crazy...

Since her rebirth, Pei Jue had been cold, true, but he had always been proper and respectful in her presence, maintaining decorum, from daily routines like eating and sleeping to the smallest details of behavior—you couldn’t pick out a single fault.

If Feng Yun hadn’t known what kind of person he truly was at heart, she might have believed he was the epitome of a gentleman...

In other words, she had never seen Pei Jue lose his temper.

To be strict, what was erupting now wasn’t temper, it was lust, and it had been provoked by her own actions.

For a moment, she feared she might die at his hands.

Restraint? Nonexistent.

Pity for the fragility of beauty? An absurd concept.

To him, she was like a puppet he could manipulate at will, twist and shape as he pleased...

"Pei Gou, you’ve played the noble gentleman for so long, you’re dropping the act now, aren’t you?"

Pei Jue did not speak.

All his strength seemed to be concentrated on her.

Like a hundred thousand steeds running wild.

Feng Yun truly felt she might die in his hands.

Drenched in sweet sweat, her cries soft and melodious.

All of a sudden, Huanhuan’s hushed voice came from outside the door.

"The eldest young master has returned, should we inform the lady..."

"The lady has been longing for the eldest young master for many days..."

What Xiaoman said, Feng Yun couldn’t hear clearly.

Because Pei Jue had covered her ears, using a quilt to cover her eyes as well.

"Pei Gou." Feng Yun gritted her teeth, "My brother has returned..."

Pei Jue fixed his gaze on her and said in a deep voice to the outside, "General Wen must not have dined at this hour. Do not neglect him, serve him the best wine and food. Just say that the lady has retired for the night and will pay her respects first thing in the morning..."

He assumed the role of the head of the house, making decisions on Feng Yun’s behalf.

Xiaoman, ears perked, waited to hear Feng Yun’s voice; hearing nothing, she withdrew.

Feng Yun’s body trembled, as though immersed in warm water, eventually emerging to exhale deeply.

"I want to go and dine with my elder brother... to ease the tension..."

"You’ve eaten very well, no need for more," Pei Jue said, his voice still hanging as he grasped her slender waist and suddenly exerted force.

Feng Yun made a stifled sound, her nails nearly digging into his flesh.

Pei Jue inhaled sharply, his scalp numbing, steadied himself, then softly stroked her sweat-damp hair and bent down to kiss her.

Deeply, deeper still...

The sounds within the room grew more intense.

This was the most ferocious assault Feng Yun had suffered since her rebirth, utterly merciless, allowing him to invade and turn her world upside down, thoroughly stirring her small realm...

The two became one in a miraculous rhythm.

As though all displeasure evaporated into thin air.

It had always been like this.

It always would be like this. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The storm ended and it was already past midnight.

After cleaning her up and tucking her into the blanket, Pei Jue lay on one side, watching her.

The lamplight was dim, his eyes profound and hard to read.

They looked at each other for a long time before Feng Yun finally let out a deep sigh.

"The General came to Huaxi, has he forgiven me?"

Pei Jue: "Sleep."

His voice was low and husky, with a bewitching power.

Feng Yun yawned, "I’ve always felt that I did nothing wrong, but thinking about seeing the General, I’m actually nervous."

Pei Jue was silent for a moment, then gently turned her face towards him.

"If you don’t want to sleep, can I still come over?"

Feng Yun pulled the blanket up and closed her eyes.

The night deepened.

Changmen Village lay under the vast starry sky, silent.

The day brightened.

The sun peeked through the clouds, blushing as it rose.

Another clear day.

Feng Yun didn’t like to sleep in, making Wen Xingsu wait, but last night Pei Gou exhausted her so much that she slept straight through, and when she opened her eyes again, the sun was already high.

She hurriedly got up to wash and changed into fresh clothes, went over and found Wen Xingsu in the living hall, talking to Pei Jue.

It was as if the incident with Lady Chen had never happened, the two of them chatting merrily.

Wen Xingsu was as gentle and refined as ever, his features warm and approachable, and when he saw Feng Yun, he gave her a warm smile without hesitation.

Feng Yun suddenly felt a bit guilty.

She had no remorse when she hit Lady Chen.

And after it was done, she still felt no regrets.

After all, that beating was an outburst built upon two lifetimes worth of resentment.

But Wen Xingsu didn’t know about those things.

He was innocent...

No child can watch their mother be beaten and remain indifferent.

So, seeing the tolerance in Wen Xingsu’s eyes now made Feng Yun feel as though her heart was being stabbed with a knife.

"General, about Lady Chen..."

"It’s all in the past, no need to bring it up again." Wen Xingsu’s glance swept lightly over Pei Jue’s face, paused for a moment, then continued: "My mother was at fault to begin with... I can’t blame you for being harsh."

He spoke lightly.

As if he were simply glossing over it.

Feng Yun didn’t feel good inside.

But Wen Xingsu’s ability to speak this way relieved her immensely.

"Having not seen the General for a few days, and you didn’t show up for Ao Qi’s wedding, I thought... you were mad at me."

Wen Xingsu said with a smile: "Didn’t I come?"

Feng Yun spoke with a hint of reproach, "I think you came for the King, didn’t you?"

"Indeed I have official duties." Wen Xingsu said warmly and smiled, then added: "But I also came specifically to see you."

Feng Yun, seeing his complete lack of resentment, relaxed entirely, and even the aches wreaked by Pei Gou the night before seemed to disappear.

"Sit for a while then. I’ll go see what there is to eat in the kitchen. General, you must dine at home today, I will cook myself."

A faint smile spilled from Wen Xingsu’s eyes, "Alright, then I’ll take advantage of your hospitality."

Pei Jue pursed his lips, not saying a word.

He saw Feng Yun’s face full of smiles, a happiness in front of him she had never shown before, a trust without any guard up.