The Slender Waist-Chapter 253 - 177: Abandoning Righteousness at the Sight of Beauty_2

Chapter 253: Chapter 177: Abandoning Righteousness at the Sight of Beauty_2

"Once I get to Xinzhou, I’ll send a letter to my father, to seek his advice. Judging from the current situation, the fact that the remaining poison has been triggered again after so long, and even rivals the first time, is quite unexpected..."

After he finished speaking and saw that Pei Jue remained silent, he suddenly felt a bit deflated.

"You two are truly a match made in heaven. From now on, you can just be locked up together, no more worrying about who might get sick, go mad, or go crazy, and no more bothering me, the quack doctor..."

When he heard the word "lock," Pei Jue almost subconsciously thought of what happened in the cave.

Last year, the military confiscated a book, its content obscenely indecent, called "The Atlas of Exquisite Vessels." The most coveted was known as the Jade Lock, described as "like jade in its luster, so delicate a puff could burst it, containing a vessel within, creating a fountain of powder that induces saliva, greedy and smooth, pulling one in with difficulty to extricate... truly a rare treasure, one that could rule a thousand women and yet be matched by few."

He let out a sigh.

She was indeed delicate, refusing to let go once she had bitten down.

"Wangzhi?" Puyang Jiu saw him staring intently at Feng Yun, silent, his gaze wolfish as if he were about to devour her right in front of him, and he shuddered, waving his hand in front of Pei Jue’s face.

"Buddy, don’t scare me."

Pei Jue suddenly looked up, "Heal her."

Puyang Jiu: ...

He looked strange as he blurted out what was on his mind.

"Brother, I can heal, but wouldn’t you rather do it yourself..."

Pei Jue’s hand rested on Feng Yun’s cloak, "I mean, her qi and blood are deficient."

Puyang Jiu was truly frightened now.

This was serious...

Did Pei Jue want to cure Feng Family’s daughter’s difficulty in conceiving? Was he thinking of having children with her? Since when did Pei Wangzhi suddenly want kids?

Puyang Jiu watched her with slanted eyes, and the more he watched, the more disconcerted he became...

"You’ve changed, Brother Wangzhi."

Pei Jue did not reply.

The two men stared at each other.

Puyang Jiu suddenly winked, wearing a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Tell me, how does it feel? I didn’t deceive you, did I? There’s no better medicine in this world than this."

Pei Jue did not reply.

All along, he had taken pride in being able to control his desires, but in front of Feng Yun, his self-control collapsed completely. He could manage his mind but not his body; that encounter in the cave was just the initial probing of spring in the jade pot, and he could hardly restrain himself from coming out once, although she was unaware, or else it would have been terribly embarrassing.

Of course, he wouldn’t tell Puyang Jiu, this lecherous man.

Even though he always said that as a doctor, he needed to know the details to diagnose her, how could he believe his nonsense?

Puyang Jiu was truly dying of curiosity...

Firstly, he wanted to know the effects of Pearl Charms’ medicine, and secondly, he really had a bit of a voyeuristic desire, like a pervert, wishing he could hide behind the curtains of Pei Jue’s tent to carefully observe such an extraordinary spectacle...

Both of them harboring their own ulterior motives.

You glance at me.

I glance at you.

Puyang Jiu chattered nonstop, while Pei Jue just listened.

The sound of rain kept pattering down.

Oblivious to what had transpired, Feng Yun curled up in Pei Jue’s arms, her eyes tightly shut, her cheeks flushed with fever from her illness, a few strands of black hair spread out, softly falling from the strong arms of the general, her slender waist resting in Pei Jue’s palm, hardly enough to fill it...

Puyang Jiu watched with envy.

They were doing nothing improper, sitting quite properly, and yet he felt as though he had seen a million scrolls of erotic paintings, his mind filled with those scenes from the cave he hadn’t actually witnessed, where the delicate woman and the rough-hewn general trembled together in the sound of torrential rain.

He was about to get a nosebleed.

Puyang Jiu covered his nose.

"Wangzhi, ah,"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Pei Jue gave him a cold look.

Puyang Jiu sulked, his lips puckering in dissatisfaction.

Wasn’t he at least half a matchmaker?

He couldn’t make a fuss in the bridal chamber, and now he was even resented for making a diagnosis?

"Fine, if you won’t talk, then I’ll guess on my own."

He had inquired with a hidden agenda earlier. Pei Jue’s words were ambiguous, but he had more or less understood. Spending the night in a cave was true, but to say that consummating the marriage was not entirely satisfactory.

Indeed, it was a difficult match...

Puyang Jiu thought to himself that he would definitely ask his father to go through several secret imperial recipes to see if they could improve Pearl Charms and Jade Gates, maybe next time it would be more successful.

Thinking about it, he really was breaking his heart over this.

He was even dragging his old father into the matter...

On further reflection, he felt a little regret.

What exactly had he been doing all his life practicing medicine?

When it came time for him to be laid to rest, wouldn’t it be inconvenient for his descendants to write and speak of his legacy?

The carriage was silent.

And a more silent and awkward place than here was Bingzhou City, in the alternate residence of the former Military Governor of Bingzhou...

Xiao Cheng stood right now in Feng Yun and Pei Jue’s bridal chamber.

Remnants of Feng Yun’s life lingered there.

Of course, there were Pei Jue’s as well.

On the desk, there was the wedding gift list from their marriage day, which was modest to the point of being pitiable for someone like Xiao Cheng, an emperor. It wasn’t even one-tenth as grand as when he had married Feng Yun in his past life, yet it was such an eyesore...

Behind the screen, there was a small brazier, its coals long since extinguished, leaving only a pile of ashes, and a lingering fragrance in the room...

Xiao Cheng lowered his head, pinched a pinch of the fragrant ash between his fingertips, slowly grinding it, and then slowly sat down on the edge of the bed covered with wedding quilts.

He thought of his grand wedding with Feng Yun.

That year, in the bridal chamber after the wedding feast, her face was as white as snow and her cheeks as pink as peach.

She had said, "I hope to grow old with my husband, to be with you till the end of our lives."

Her voice was soft and gentle, pleasant like a spring, which he did not know would be so lingering. When recalled, the faint fragrance turned into a knife, as if it pierced through the barriers of two lifetimes and stabbed into his heart...

He was like a parched traveler.

Searching for her breath in this space.

"Xiao Lang." On their wedding night, she was very shy. When he reached his hand out, she trembled in fright, struggling yet enduring with such nervousness that it filled him with disgust.

She had already been intimate with Pei Jue, she wasn’t pristine...

So why put on such airs?

Was she pretending to be untouched to entice him, to win his pity?

He found her to be utterly ridiculous, only to realize that the one who was laughable was himself.

She cautiously pleaded with him, "Imperial Physician Peng said that the fetus is less than three months along, and intercourse could lead to miscarriage..."

Xiao Cheng threw the cup in his hand, and it shattered into two halves as it hit the ground, just like their marriage.

He had only wanted to drink a Bridal Cup Wine with her and then to consummate the marriage, but she was unwilling to share a bed with him. She even refused to drink the Bridal Cup Wine on their wedding night because of the little fiend in her belly...