"We are all family, son-in-law, you don't have to be too polite!" Yan Yongchen looked at Yan Muyun who was held by Dongyu behind him, "Yun is a little girl, she drank some fruit wine for fun, I hope son-in-law will not be too harsh on her."

Gu Yunting was very surprised to hear that he was pleading for his daughter instead of scolding her.

My wife had been married to the marquis's mansion for less than half a year, and she had only mentioned her aunt and sisters a few times, but had never mentioned her father, Yan Yongchen.

He originally thought that Yan Yongchen treated his wife in an average way, but now it seems that there is still some father-daughter relationship between them.

"Please rest assured, father-in-law. Mu Yun has a pure and kind heart. She is a good wife that is hard to find. I will treat her with all my heart."

After Gu Yunting finished speaking, he took the sleeping Yan Muyun from Dong Yu's arms, and carefully wrapped her tightly with his cloak to prevent her from catching a cold.

Before he could say goodbye, Yan Yongchen waved his hand and said, "It's cold outside, hurry up and take Sister Yun to the carriage, and be careful on the way back."

"Okay, it's late at night and the weather is cold, so I won't bother you any more!" Gu Yunting turned around and suddenly remembered something, so he turned back again, "I have successfully obtained the imperial decree granting marriage, but I have not yet formally thanked my father-in-law for his great help."

"As a family, there is no need to say polite words. The best way to thank you is to treat Sister Yun well." Yan Yongchen was silent for a moment, and then said, "The forces in Luodu are complicated. After the mourning period is over, your son-in-law should return to the northern border as soon as possible!"

Gu Yunting nodded in response, "Thank you, father-in-law, for your concern. I have been planning to do the same. North Vietnam has invaded repeatedly in recent years, and the situation in Northern Xinjiang is turbulent and unstable. Once the mourning period is over, I will immediately return to Northern Xinjiang."

Yan Yongchen said nothing more after hearing this, and waved his hand for the two to get in the car quickly.

Only after the carriage drove out of the alley did he turn around and return home.

At the corner gate, the gatekeeper knelt on the ground, trembling. When she heard footsteps approaching from afar, she trembled even more and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, "Master, please spare me, Master, please spare me. The young ladies want to enter and leave the house, and I dare not stop them. I have no choice..."

The gatekeeper thought she would be punished on the spot, but until the footsteps disappeared from her ears, she didn't hear a single word.

Not only did she not feel relieved, but her heart became even more anxious. The master of the house was kind-hearted. If he punished her on the spot, she would not be punished too severely. If the matter was handed over to the lady, her whole family would suffer.

In the carriage, Yan Muyun's face was flushed and her body kept shrinking into one place.

Gu Yunting held the person in one hand, and with the other hand he opened the cover of the charcoal stove and put two pieces of charcoal in.

The temperature in the carriage rose. Seeing that the person in his arms had a frown on his face and was still sleeping restlessly, Gu Yunting completely covered the person with his cloak and hugged him tighter.

"Hmm~ Drink, I won't go home until I'm drunk... Eat meat, I want more meat..." Yan Mujun smacked his lips greedily in his sleep and actually drooled.

Gu Yunting raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand and wiped the saliva from the corner of his pink lips with the back of his hand without calluses.

The tender and juicy lips came into his eyes, and he could no longer look away. Desire was clamoring for a kiss, but reason prevailed in the end.

Gu Yunting looked away with difficulty, silently reciting the meditation mantra he had recited since childhood.

However, the mantra that usually calms me down after reciting it once, I recited it three times today and it still failed to suppress my crazy and restless heart.

At this moment, the woman in his arms began to struggle restlessly. He didn't dare to wrap her too tightly and relaxed his strength a little.

“Drinking, eating meat… I finally get to drink and eat meat… Don’t stop me, don’t stop me…” Yan Mujun muttered as he struggled to break free from his restraints, his body sliding down uncontrollably.

Gu Yunting was startled and quickly pulled the person back into his arms. Yan Muyun, who suddenly lost weight, subconsciously looked for something to grab, hugged the arm in front of him tightly, and climbed up until she put her arms around Gu Yunting's neck and sat on him, then she tilted her head and fell asleep again.

The woman's hot cheek rested on the crook of her neck, and she moved from time to time. Gu Yunting recited the Heart Clearing Mantra to death, but it was of no use.

His mind collapsed in an instant. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the furry head. When the haunting face came into his eyes, he could no longer control his emotions and kissed the pink lips.

First, they skim the water like a dragonfly, then they taste the thirst that cannot be quenched, until they become entangled with each other...

Yan Muyun had been dreaming for a long time. She dreamed that someone was chasing her all the way, and when she couldn't run anymore, she was beaten up... She was awakened by thirst. She turned over to find some water to drink, but ran into a hot wall head-on.

"Ah, it hurts~" Yan Muyun rubbed her sore nose and opened one eye with difficulty. What she saw was honey-colored skin. When she looked up, she saw Gu Yunting, who was sleepy and looking back at her with a confused look on his face.

After being stunned for a moment, Yan Muyun quickly stepped back in a panic. Suddenly, she felt a chill behind her and subconsciously reached out to grab the quilt.

Then, the man in front of her was honest with her. His muscles, waist, and legs...

After staring at him for a while, she let half of the quilt out and turned her eyes away with difficulty, "Cover it up quickly and stop tempting me."

Gu Yunting: “…”

He felt it necessary to figure out who seduced whom.

After a moment of silence, Yan Muyun took the initiative to ask, "What happened last night?"

"You, you drank too much!" Gu Yunting still had that indifferent tone as if it had nothing to do with him. After saying that, he pulled up the quilt that only covered his chest.

Seeing that he looked like he was being bullied, Yan Mujun narrowed her slightly swollen eyes.

Could it be that I was really strong? But with my small body, could I be strong enough to fight against Gu Yunting?

Thinking back carefully, there were some strange fragments in my mind. She took the initiative to hug Gu Yunting, and even hooked her arms around his neck and kissed and bit him randomly...

Realizing that she might have taken the initiative, Yan Muyun cleared her throat uncomfortably, "Even if I hugged you first, I was drunk and unconscious, couldn't you push me away?"

Gu Yunting glanced at her and said, "I can't push it open." There seemed to be a hint of grievance in his tone.

Yan Muyun: "..."

So, she was raped for no apparent reason, and in the end it was still her fault?

She frowned and asked, "Why can't you push it open? Can't you push harder?"

"No." Gu Yunting answered simply.

"why?"

"Reluctant to part with it."

The man still gave a simple and straightforward answer, but Yan Muyun endured it for a while and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips. Suddenly, she thought, "Then, will it be okay if we do this?"

Gu Yunting asked back, "Will you tell anyone?"

Yan Mujun quickly shook her head, "Of course I won't tell anyone, I'm just afraid that you can't stand the condemnation of your conscience?"

They only had sex on their wedding night, and after that, they never had sex again to observe mourning. Gu Yunting had to take several cold showers every night, from summer to winter, and his iron-clad body was cold.

"I can bear it." Gu Yunting's voice was hoarse, and if you looked closely, you could see a little red on his face.

"As long as you can bear it, that's good." Yan Mujun always felt that there was something wrong with these words, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

When I raised my eyes and met the man's burning eyes, my head began to feel dizzy. It seemed like something was wrong with them.

She swallowed her saliva. Last night passed in a daze. It was quite regrettable when she thought about it. Why not experience it again while it's hot?

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