Pei Jue said nothing, his breathing heavier than before as if her words had aroused his interest. He embraced her and pressed down with force...
Feng Yun whispered breathlessly, "I’m hungry; can I eat sothing first?"
Her delicate face was pale, her cheeks flushed—a beauty like a healing potion, igniting Pei Jue’s dark eyes as if about to burst into flas.
He said, "Do you want to feed you?"
Feng Yun’s eyes were hazy and unfocused, and with a fox-like curve, she prodded him through their clothes.
"Wasn’t the General saving himself for the Empress Dowager? If this common girl dares to partake of the Empress Dowager’s treasures, won’t my family be executed?"
Pei Jue laughed in exasperation, twisting her hand to pull her around.
"General, don’t... If the Empress Dowager sees us, I’ll be dead..."
She turned her body to the side, her eyes half-closed, her slender waist and long legs emphasized by her dress, her skin underneath as tender as trembling tofu, seemingly so soft that it might ooze water if pinched too hard.
Yet she remained wickedly unyielding with her tease.
"General, spare , I don’t want to steal from the Empress Dowager... I don’t want to die..."
Pei Jue smacked her buttocks, hoisted her onto his waist, and pulled her in close.
"You wretch, dare to spout nonsense again?"
How could a thin layer of fabric contain the beast eager to break free? Feng Yun, tickled by the throbbing urgency, put up a lazy struggle:
Is it excitent from hearing about my dead husband’s siege, or is it the ntion of the Empress Dowager that sends you into a frenzy? Why do you seem so much more imposing than in the camp..."
"Feng Ji!" Pei Jue’s face darkened.
In private monts with Pei Jue, Feng Yun now wholly indulged herself.
The chaotic nightmares had awakened the devil within her—unconcerned with conventional views, even less with the male gaze, she was like a wild creature freed from its cage, saying whatever pleased her and not giving a damn even if it infuriated Pei Jue.
"Then the Empress Dowager must be credited. Or is it the Empress’s skill, able to keep the Great General chaste for over twenty years, refusing anyone’s touch..."
Pei Jue frowned, "Do I forbid you to touch ?"
Feng Yun curled her lips up, "So the General likes other n’s wives, enjoys sneaking around behind the Empress Dowager?"
She truly had a talent for infuriating people.
Pei Jue, grinding his teeth, held her down, and gave a couple of firm smacks as a punishnt. Yet Feng Yun, seizing the montum, boldly climbed on top of him, speaking breathlessly and lazily.
"You might not say it, General, but inside, you like it quite a lot..."
Pei Jue couldn’t help but catch his breath.
Her coquettishness and petulance were like poison, lethal to n.
Yet she seed oblivious, fanning the flas, writhing against his waist, her moans almost separating his soul from his body.
At that mont, Pei Jue heard nothing, his breaths as heavy as an ox, wishing nothing more than to consu her whole.
"Had enough yet?"
Pei Jue grabbed her ankles, parting them and doting on her without restraint.
Feng Yun was left breathless by his actions, her tears nearly flowing as she watched the muscles on his shoulders pulsate with effort, and spitefully kicked at him.
His gaze unwavering, he caught her ankle, looking at her huffing with anger and pushed her leg down onto his waist.
"Speak!"
Feng Yun: "I am being good now; I’ll even write to the Empress Dowager later, telling her how her beloved Great General was devoured by ..."
Pei Jue felt a murderous frustration.
Yet he could clearly see that there was not the slightest hint of jealousy or concern in the eyes of the woman before him...
She was simply bored, teasing and provoking him.
Ever since the day she spoke out, Feng Yun had beco like this, shalessly wanting the whole world to know she was a bad woman.
She might as well have "bad woman" plastered on her forehead.
"What shall we do?" Feng Yun asked with half-closed eyes, tilting her head back to et his gaze, a playful smile on her lips, full of allure, "I’ve seduced the Great General coveted by the Empress Dowager; isn’t that a capital cri?"
Pei Jue’s face darkened.
"Can’t keep your mouth shut, can you?"
"I can’t, the General doesn’t let ."
Pei Jue:...
Feng Yun herself felt a bit inhumane.
But what does being inhumane matter?
She didn’t care about others’ views, including Pei Jue’s.
This should be their best state. No expectations.
Being together, just being happy with each other, that was enough.
She stretched out a foot to hook him.
"General, hurry up, I want to have a taste before the Empress Dowager... a hot one," she teased.
Pei Jue’s eyes nearly closed, his gaze fiercely gripping her.
"On our wedding night, you still have the energy to tempt ..."
Feng Yun laughed herself to death.
She never took the wedding night seriously but treated it as fun.
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