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

Lin Yanyu trembled and tried to back away, her shoulders trembling back and forth as if a centipede was crawling on them.

"Get away! Don't touch me!"

Her face turned pale and her eyes widened in fear.

This look of disgust and resistance, in He Zhiyuan's eyes, was like adding fuel to the fire.

"What?" He Zhiyuan grabbed her chin with all his strength, leaned forward and angrily said, "Li Yanqi touched it? Why can't I touch it?"

He held her tightly, like a spider web tying up a small fly, pressing the girl down and pinching her shoulders intentionally with malice.

While kneading me in an ambiguous way, he said harshly: "You can touch me or not, you have no say. Today, even if you don't want to, you have to do the Zhougong ceremony with me."

"I, I..." Lin Yanyu's face flushed red, and she closed her eyes and shouted, "We are not married yet, this is against the rules!"

She felt the burning pain on her shoulder, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

He Zhiyuan is a scholar and is the most polite person. She just hopes that he can change his mind and save her from this.

But he snorted coldly: "Not in accordance with the rules? It's because I follow the rules too much that I let others get away with it."

"You... um!" Lin Yanyu suddenly opened her eyes wide.

He Zhiyuan covered her mouth with his hand. He knew that this mouth could not say what he wanted to hear.

"Within ten days, I will go to His Royal Highness King Cheng to ask for a marriage decree."

He stripped off the half-removed light purple silk gauze dress hanging on the girl's shoulders, and couldn't help but gasp, feeling hot all over.

"Just be good today, and I'll be gentler."

"No no no!"

Lin Yanyu's heart trembled with fear. She felt the air blowing on her shoulders, followed by a warm and wet feeling, and the hand reached out to the lilac-colored bra.

She suddenly felt as if a piece of pig iron had fallen on her lower abdomen. The pain was unbearable. She was in so much pain that sweat broke out on her forehead and her chest was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe.

She groaned in pain, her vision went dark, and she knew nothing.

"Liu Quan, go and see the doctor off. Madam Wang, go and boil some medicine for the Madam."

Lin Yanyu vaguely heard He Zhiyuan's voice, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Then, she felt a burning discomfort in her lower abdomen, like her menstrual period coming.

She was delighted. In this way, no matter what He Zhiyuan wanted, as long as he was not a beast, she would be safe for the time being.

Lin Yanyu turned her head and saw He Zhiyuan sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a complicated expression.

"I have always wanted a child born from you. Don't worry, even if..."

He Zhiyuan sighed and said unwillingly, "Even if it's not mine, as long as you gave birth to it, I will just treat it as my own."

Lin Yanyu looked confused: "?"

He Zhiyuan turned his gaze to her belly, his expression complicated, "You are more than two months pregnant."

Lin Yanyu was shocked and put her hand on her lower abdomen.

She... is pregnant?

Before I could feel happy, a wave of panic ensued.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she asked incoherently, "Why do I have a stomachache? What happened to him? Is he okay? What did the doctor say?"

He Zhiyuan stared at her pale face, glanced outside, and comforted her, "Don't worry, he's fine. The doctor said that you were overly worried and your emotions fluctuated greatly, so you had a miscarriage. Just rest for a few days and drink a few doses of miscarriage-stabilizing medicine and you'll be fine."

Lin Yanyu's tense body finally relaxed. She held her belly, feeling sad and happy at the same time, and murmured, "That's good, that's good..."

The joy is the arrival of the child, but the sadness is that he comes at the wrong time.

She is in a difficult situation now and can hardly take care of herself, so how can she have the time to take care of the children?

Li Yanqi...If he knew this news, he would be so happy.

Can……

Lin Yanyu turned her gaze to He Zhiyuan. She supported herself with her arms and stood up. She reached out to grab his green brocade robe, tears streaming down her face.

"I have never asked you for anything, Brother Zhiyuan. For the sake of our past friendship, please let me go. I already have a child. I can have any woman you want. Why do you have to embarrass a pregnant woman like me?"

Her chest heaved violently, she cried so sadly that she almost couldn't breathe.

"Even if you don't consider our past relationship, my father, as your mentor, taught you everything he knew, and my mother treated you like her own son. Can you, can you let our family of three be reunited for the sake of my parents?"

"I beg you."

The hot tears were like boiling oil, falling drop by drop onto He Zhiyuan's hands. He curled up his palms and took the cold little hand that was holding his into his palms.

"I also want to help your family of three be together." He Zhiyuan clenched his hand, his eyes red.

"But, but who can help me? I know how good you are. I already like you, and I have lived a perfect life with you in my dreams. You were with me when I was young and proud, and you were with me when I was fighting for power and rising in my middle age. You are also with me when I am old and gray. I can talk to you when I am frustrated, and you can share my successes with me."

"Tell me, who will help me?"

Lin Yanyu choked up, tears rolling down her cheeks. Looking at his painful expression, she shook her head and said, "But I'm not happy. I really don't want to live that kind of life anymore. I'm sorry."

A group of women were trapped in the backyard like prisoners, and she was the jailer, helping the male owner to manage these prisoners. She controlled the resources to allocate food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The higher-ranking prisoners wanted to get rid of her and become prison bosses themselves.

Those fearful and resentful gazes scraped her skin all the time, following her like a shadow for many years. How could she be happy?

He Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, his heart bleeding with hatred, "You are with Li Yanqi, and he can teach you to be happy? How long have you known him? You have been married for less than half a year."

"Alright!" He Zhiyuan took a few quick breaths, let go of her hand and stood up. "Mother Wang will bring the pregnancy-maintaining medicine over in a moment. Take the medicine and have a good rest."

He Zhiyuan took two steps outside, then stopped and looked back at her, "I know you don't like being locked up in the room. I will remove the guards and only keep Madam Wang and the maids. But..."

His eyes turned fierce, "If you dare to run away again, let alone the piece of meat in your belly, whether it can bear your exhaustion, if I catch you again next time, as a punishment, I will never allow him to stay in your belly any longer. Sister Yanyu doesn't want his final destination to be a bowl of safflower, right?"

Lin Yanyu huddled in the corner of the bed, holding her stomach, her face pale, and she pursed her lips and shook her head.

"I, I won't dare to do that again."

He Zhiyuan looked at her for a moment and saw that her expression did not seem fake and she was really scared. He nodded in satisfaction and his tone softened.

"That's good. I have a lot of official business to do today in order to play the game of chase with you. I have to go to the office now, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner. If you are bored, go to the small garden of Woyun Courtyard to see the crabapple flowers."

After saying that, he turned and left the bedroom.