After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

Lin Yanyu looked sideways against the light, her hand that was stroking her stomach dropped down, and she subconsciously took two steps back. She did not answer He Zhiyuan's question, but pursed her lips stubbornly and remained silent.

Fortunately, He Zhiyuan didn't necessarily need her answer.

He had an expressionless face as he walked into the room wearing a light ribbon. He walked to the eight-immortals table, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

He slowly poured half a cup of tea, then looked at the light brown tea leaves in the cup and slowly spoke.

"Don't waste your energy. Even if you are a bird, you can't fly away. Stay here honestly. When we get married, I will let you go."

"I'm sorry to have to obey."

Lin Yanyu said it with absolute certainty.

She was still wearing the same outfit she had worn in Chongzhou, a light green shirt and a scarlet skirt, which should have been an extremely bright look.

But she had a stubborn look on her face. She stood in front of the door, farthest away from He Zhiyuan, and looked defensive.

He Zhiyuan only took one look and his heart felt like it was being fried in oil. He felt pain, regret and anger.

On this day last year, she was still as cute as ever, calling him Brother Yuan. But in just one year, her attitude towards him changed drastically.

How long had she known Li Yanqi? Had she forgotten their friendship of more than ten years?

"Somebody come!"

Lin Yanyu suddenly trembled all over, like a frightened bird, and pressed herself against the wall next to the door, looking at him with her drooping eyes in panic.

"What do you want to do?!"

He Zhiyuan looked at her with a solemn look in his eyes, and said to Wu Madam's maid who came in, "Go and help Madam bathe and change clothes."

He had long disliked the way she dressed, not that she was ugly.

On the contrary, the material of the clothes is very good, and the jewelry and hairpins are not cheap either. Lin Yanyu looks very bright, beautiful, noble and moving in them.

Some beauties are suitable for rich and gaudy looks, while others are suitable for plain and elegant looks.

His love is rare, it can be strong or light, angry or happy at the right time.

But he knew that she liked to dress simply and elegantly, and it was impossible for her to buy such bright and ostentatious clothes and hairpins. It was obvious who else bought them.

He Zhiyuan's eyes hurt when he saw it.

Lin Yanyu, holding up her skirt, panicked and turned around to run, but there was only so much space in the house, where could she run to?

Mother Wu brought a few maids and quickly grabbed her.

No matter how Lin Yanyu struggled, begged, or scolded, she was still taken to the bathroom.

Mother Wu stripped off all her clothes with extremely nimble hands and feet, as if she was depilating a pig.

Then, Mother Wu gasped and froze in shock.

The red marks all over her body, her snowy private parts, her slender back, her bent waist, her perky buttocks, her slender inner thighs...

Even ankles.

Mother Wu just took a quick glance and got a general idea.

Lin Yanyu hurriedly hugged her arms and sat in the bathtub, her face flushed to the neck.

"You, you guys get out! I can wash myself."

Mother Wu looked at the ambiguous mark on her collarbone with a complicated expression, and finally compromised: "Then let's go out first and hang the clothes on the rack. Madam can change them by herself after taking a bath."

After saying this, Mother Wu retreated with the little maid.

"Please keep an eye on my wife. I have something to report to my Lord."

……

Lin Yanyu didn't want to go outside and face He Zhiyuan, so she took almost half an hour to wash. The water was already cold, and Mother Wu was standing at the door urging her.

She was afraid that Mother Wu and the others would come in, so she had no choice but to change into new clothes on the wooden rack. After putting them on, she wanted to take them off again.

When I put it on, I was confused and didn't look carefully. When I lifted the sleeves, I found that the outer robe was made of soft light cloud-colored gauze. I could faintly see the willow green color of the bodice, and underneath was a light green gauze skirt.

A large area of ​​snow-white skin is exposed on the chest, with a few faint dark red spots scattered around.

This dress is common at home, nothing special, but...

This is not her home, and the man outside is not her husband.

Her previous clothes had been taken away by the maid. If she didn't change into this set of clothes, she had no choice but to walk to the bathroom door and ask Mother Wu to get her a new set.

Mother Wu became impatient and pushed the door open.

She looked her up and down, nodded approvingly, and pushed her out the door. She pretended not to hear what Lin Yanyu said.

It was completely dark.

At this time before, He Zhiyuan should have been in the study. At this moment, he was handling official business at the eight-immortals table that served as a desk under the dim yellow light of the fire.

As Mother Wu and the maid left, the sound of a door closing was heard.

He raised his head and looked at the beauty standing against the wall.

He chose the clothes, and they are pleasing to the eyes at first glance.

Her hair had completely fallen down, half wet and draped over her back, revealing dazzlingly pale skin. Her snow-white face was plain, with an angry and defensive expression on her face.

The corner of He Zhiyuan's mouth that was raised suddenly dropped.

He looked at her exposed neck and sneered, "I have always treated you with courtesy. I never thought Qingqing would like a rough man like Li Yanqi."

"If you like it rough, I can do that."

He Zhiyuan has slightly droopy eyes, which makes him look gentle and polite, and his personality is generally gentle.

The words spoken at this time were unpleasant to hear.

His eyes were dark and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, full of sarcasm.

Lin Yanyu's cheeks turned red and white, and she felt ashamed and annoyed, but more of it was anger.

She couldn't help but retort.

"It's between us, the room is closed and you are not invited to see it, what does it have to do with you? If you hadn't kidnapped someone else's wife and brought me here, how could I be an eyesore to you, sir?"

As soon as she said this, Lin Yanyu regretted it. She should not have lost control of her temper and angered He Zhiyuan since she was under his roof.

really--

"Are you married?"

He Zhiyuan slammed the half-read letter in his hand onto the table, stood up and walked towards her.

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you how to see if it has anything to do with me."

"Don't come here!"

Lin Yanyu screamed and started running around the room like a lone chick.

She was just a loser, which had been proven many times in the hands of Li Yanqi. She could only last a few more rounds in the hands of He Zhiyuan, a weak scholar.

Finally, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him over.

Lin Yanyu screamed and struggled with her hands and feet, "Let me go! Let me go!"

He Zhiyuan was breathing rapidly. It took him a while to catch the man. He was extremely angry. Then he smelled the faint fragrance from the girl and felt the blood rushing to his brain.

He grabbed Lin Yanyu's wrists, lowered his head and was about to kiss the sweet lips he had coveted for so long, but the person in his arms struggled too hard, and his face turned away, so he kissed her soft cheek.

He Zhiyuan's whole body suddenly went limp, and his clamped hands loosened.

There was a "pop" sound.

A slap hit He Zhiyuan's face, and the taste of blood filled his mouth.

Lin Yanyu took the opportunity to break free.

He stood there, pouted his cheek, and looked up.

Lin Yanyu's palms were shaking slightly because she used too much force, and her whole body was shaking. Her face was expressionless, and her eyes were red and full of tears. But she was still holding on, not letting the tears fall, and looked at him with hatred in her eyes.

It was not the initial vigilance, but hatred.

"Don't let me look down on you, He Zhiyuan."