"Well, I’m tired and I’m going to sleep."
In fact, her intentions were clear- I am drowsy and going to sleep, it’s time for you to leave.
To her surprise, the man only said, "Hmm, go to sleep!" but didn’t budge.
Enraged, Cai Wei was blunt, "If you don’t leave, how can I sleep?"
With all seriousness, Nangong Yi replied, "I will leave after applying your medication."
"What? Could you...please repeat that,?"
Clinging to her arm in disbelief, Cai Wei felt the hairs on her body standing on end.
She thought that with all the pleasant conversation they had, he would have forgotten about it by now, but he remembered it clearly!
Nangong Yi casually played with the wolf fur brush on the table and said naturally, "Help you apply your medication. Didn’t we agree on this last night?"
Cough cough, who the hell agreed with you? You decided that on your own, right? I don’t need your pretentious help; I can manage on my own."
Backing away, Cai Wei declared her refusal sharply while hugging her shoulders.
Upon seeing her refusal, Nangong Yi started laughing, "Wei’er, are you shy? There is no need for such formality between us."
As he spoke, he threw the wolf fur brush in his hand. After the wind passed, Cai Wei was frozen in her spot, unable to move!
On the ground, the wolf fur brush rolled a long distance away...
For the first time, Cai Wei coldly called out his full name.
"You despicable wretch, you dare to paralyze my pressure points!"
Her voice was low, as if afraid of waking others, yet her slow and deliberate words contained a deep sense of resentment.
Seeing her resistance, Nangong Yi felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Despite being his woman and having been intimate before, and having been totally honest with each other, she treated him with such aloofness and cold indifference. She was not even as close to him as the scheming Huo Yuan!
With this thought, he felt a wave of anger rising from his heart. Walking over, he picked her up and carried her to the couch....
He called her name and laid her on the couch.
"Many have said that you and I are destined to be husband and wife. You should not reject me." As he spoke, he began to remove her light pink beizi, revealing her ivory-colored undergarment.
Feeling outraged, Cai Wei’s face flushed a bloody red that reached her neck, she gritted her teeth and said, "Nangong Yi, you better stop dreaming! I am not your fated wife, and even if I were, I would fight against this destiny and never marry you."
Upon hearing this, the man’s long eyelashes drooped, concealing a flicker of anger. He stared at her beaded floral long skirt and, in a fit of pique, pulled at it forcefully, causing it to fall silently.
"Who do you want to marry then, if not me? Is it that Huo Yuan? Hmm?" He asked, his voice frosty.
Cai Wei was also in a rage, not caring about his temper, she retorted spitefully, "So what if it is? Even if it isn’t, it’s definitely not you."
Nangong Yi chuckled, his laughter filled with a forbidding coldness that sent chills down one’s spine. After his laughter subsided, he suddenly exerted force, ripping her ivory undergarments to shreds, leaving her entirely exposed in the flickering candlelight.
Cai Wei inhaled sharply, her blood rushed to her head, and her whole body turned red as if she were a cooked prawn, appearing as if she were bleeding.
Nangong Yi climbed onto the couch and knelt over her. Filled with a hint of reproach, he stared at her in detail and then, focusing on her eyes, he questioned in a low voice, "How could you continue to fantasize about others when our relationship has progressed to such a stage?"
Never in her two lives had she been bullied . Cai Wei’s anger was so intense that her whole body trembled, her teeth gritted together while her eyes turned red. The hand that was lying next to her clenched tightly. Being pressed against by him, her body slightly shivered, she looked like a fragile begonia flower tottering in the storm.
Nangong Yi had seen sharp and critical Cai Wei, gentle and serene Cai Wei, and even the playful and cunning side of her. But he had never seen the version of her in front of him, one that was wronged and pitiable. In the end, Nangong Yi’s heart softened. He covered her with a blanket and sat beside her, feeling indefinitely choked.
Filled with resentment and grievance, Cai Wei couldn’t help but start sobbing. Her long eyelashes trembled as two cold teardrops rolled down her lightly blushed cheeks. Then she couldn’t stop crying.
If it were some other woman crying, Nangong Yi wouldn’t even spare it a second glance, even if she were to cry herself to death. But the woman on the bed was the wife he had acknowledged, the one who controlled his emotions, and tugged at his heartstrings. More importantly, he knew that Cai Wei was not the type to cry. Regardless of the situation, she would always fight back, refusing to concede.
However, right now, she was crying. Nangong Yi was taken aback. He found her tears as heavy as a thousand pounds, fiercely pressing upon his heart and squeezing it out of shape. He was extremely anguished.