Drowsiness was at its peak.
In a haze,
Pei Shuyi felt someone peeling away the layers of her wedding dress from her shoulders, rough fingertips constantly moving about.
Holding to the principle of finishing early to sleep early,
she wrapped both hands around his, her brow tightly furrowed, breathing gradually quickening, unable to suppress the brokenness in her voice:
“Can you slow… down… rest…”
Xie Linheng found her voice overly familiar but had no time to ponder it carefully.
“Grandmother drugged me, so bear with it.”
…
About a few breaths later.
In the darkness, both of them froze.
Pei Shuyi’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she pursed her dry lips, feeling her throat a bit parched.
He was actually this fast?
She waved her hand, pretending it didn’t matter, and said in a hoarse voice:
“It’s fine, you were already very… impressive.”
Xie Linheng, looming above, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth and said meaningfully, “Impressive?”
Pei Shuyi’s heart skipped a beat. She bit her lip, racking her brains to comfort him.
“Gold cannot be pure, and no one is perfect.”
“Although your body has a problem now, think on the bright side—you’re still young, and there’s a chance to recover.”
The man’s cool voice carried a hint of anger.
“Are you saying I’m… incapable?”
Pei Shuyi thought to herself, don’t you already know that?
“I didn’t say that; you were the one who brought it up first.”
She had felt pain for a few breaths, then nothing more, unsure whether to be glad the ordeal ended so quickly or to feel sorrowful. She sighed softly.
“The Xie Family’s lineage will have to rely on your brothers to carry on.”
A moment of silence.
Xie Linheng gritted his teeth, released his grip on her waist, clenched his hand into a fist, and fiercely pounded the canopy bed.
The canopy bed nearly shook apart.
Pei Shuyi instantly stiffened all over.
Worried he might vent his anger on her in a fit of rage.
But she was even more disgusted by the saliva on her neck.
“Don’t be angry either; it’s not something you can control. Clean up and call for water.”
Xie Linheng’s face darkened to the extreme.
Pei Shuyi felt sticky all over and frowned.
Seeing he showed no reaction, as if lost in thought, she pushed aside the man with a fierce glare.
Planning to call a servant to prepare water.
Moonlight streamed through the latticed window.
Illuminating a corner of the room by the bed.
As a fair, slender hand parted the bed curtains, it was seized and pulled back by a hand with bulging veins.
He covered her again, intertwining their fingers.
“Again.”
Pei Shuyi pouted, thinking it would only last a few seconds and she could endure it.
“As you wish.”
This time, she didn’t know how long it had been.
Pei Shuyi’s fingers, tangled in his hair, curled up, her sobs tinged with pleading:
“Is it… over?”
Xie Linheng’s voice was low and hoarse.
“Not… yet.”
Pei Shuyi’s mind went blank, her eyes gradually glazing over, pupils trembling violently.
“I didn’t mean… to say that about you…”
“This could kill someone…”
Xie Linheng curved his lips, his gaze darker than the night sky, enunciating each word:
“The night is still long. As for the family’s lineage, I can also lend a hand…”
Pei Shuyi’s last thought before passing out was deep regret, cursing herself for provoking him?!
Xie Linheng kissed her lips, still continuing.
Earlier, he had drunk two cups of aphrodisiac tea given by his grandmother, and it was his first time with a woman, so he had been too hasty.
He hadn’t controlled it well.
Fortunately, he had been clever since childhood, perceptive about many things. In the subsequent rounds, he learned from the first experience, not letting her off easily.
Only then did he realize she had actually fainted.
He had just finished and was about to carry her to bathe.
Little did he expect the aftereffects of the medicine to suddenly take effect.
And so, he collapsed right on top of her.