Chapter 9: A Night of Seduction

At the same time, he also felt a chill in his heart, because every time Yan Zhiqing addressed him this way, he sensed a hint of danger.

Nang Xipi, this is what you brought upon yourself. Soon, I will make you regret coming to my room! I am truly looking forward to the delightful news that will spread throughout the mansion tomorrow

"Hehe, just a joke, merely a jest. In fact, that great talent recited the magnificent poetry of Li Bai at that time, which moved me to applaud! I was purely touched by the sentiments of my ancestors! I hope my dear wife can understand." Shen Yujia said, turning surprise into joy.

It is almost April, dear heavens, could you not bring some warm winds

"Well, I am waiting," Yan Zhiqing said with a smile that bloomed like a flower, yet her eyes were as cold as frost.

However, Yan Zhiqing ignored his pleas for mercy, and his fists struck with even greater force, violently pounding against his back. Shen Yujia felt that his back must be swollen and bruised over a large area now

Shen Yujia secretly complained and said to Yan Zhiqing with excitement: "How wonderful it is! The talented scholars are showcasing their literary skills, producing exquisite verses that dazzle the eyes of the spectators and delight the hearts of the listeners. I, too, am deeply immersed in it!"

Yan Zhiqing has transformed from her previous cold elegance to a more gentle demeanor, even exhibiting a somewhat delicate charm now. Shen Yujia was taken aback for a moment before regaining his composure, wiping away some drool, and quickly recalling verses related to wine. After a brief moment, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he recited aloud: "Do you not see the waters of the Yellow River come from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning? Call the boy to exchange fine wine and beautiful books, to share with you the sorrows of eternity."

However, Shen Yujia was quite quick-witted and soon realized where his mistake lay. Although the history of this time and space differed greatly from what he knew, it did not mean that all people in later generations would disappear. Some famous individuals might still emerge; even with changes in history and dynasties, their true talents and skills could not be shaken.

Shen Yujia turned and walked to the entrance of the hall, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing up at the waning moon, and slowly said: "Finish eating and go home. Play! Old! Lady!"

Alas, having reached this point, it is entirely due to my own actions that I have brought myself here; turning back is no longer possible

With a sigh, Shen Yujia exclaimed: "My dear wife, at the poetry gathering, I encountered four talented individuals. We shared a mutual admiration, raising our glasses in joyous conversation. During the feast, they chose the theme of appetizers, each contributing a line, and together we crafted a poem, each line a masterpiece, which I deeply cherish! I wish to present it to you now, so please listen carefully."

The servants who were supposed to rest have all gone to rest, and even the night watchmen no longer dare to linger in the hall. Even Yan Zhiqing's personal maid, Huan'er, does not dare to wait outside the door. This indicates that she has sensed something unusual in the air. Yan Zhiqing is angry; whenever the young lady reveals her charming dimples, transforming from her cold and stunning demeanor to a gentle smile, it marks the beginning of disaster. Although she knows that she will not be in trouble, the fate of those young rascals who once teased the young lady in the streets is truly pitiful. They have startled her awake from her dreams on several occasions. Yan Zhiqing is angry; whenever the young lady reveals her charming dimples, transforming from her cold and stunning demeanor to a gentle smile, it marks the beginning of disaster. Although she knows that she will not be in trouble, the fate of those young rascals who once teased the young lady in the streets is truly pitiful. They have startled her awake from her dreams on several occasions.

Shen Yuhe looked at Tu Shujia with a fierce determination, and the pleas for mercy abruptly ceased. His expression of pain quickly transformed into one of extreme pleasure, as he suddenly began to emit soft, suggestive sounds from his mouth and nose. The tone was as ambiguous and enticing as it could be, so much so that even a child hearing it would likely find it hard to resist.

This night was destined to be tumultuous. I had thought that a beautiful line from one of the Four Great Talents of Jiangnan would at least make Xiaoming blush and her heart race, even if it couldn't bring her joy. However, Yan Zhiqing's boldness was beyond what Shen Yujia could have anticipated.

As soon as Shen Yujia rushed back into the room, before he had the chance to loosen his clothes and lie down, he was suddenly kicked by his wife, who barged in, forcefully sending him onto the bed. Following that, she leaped onto his waist, her fists raining down like a machine gun, thundering against his back, creating a series of "bang bang" sounds

Ah, yes, mmm, that feels good! Oh, keep going, yes, just like that, faster! Put in more effort, keep pushing! It's coming, it's coming, it's about to happen.

"No, no, no, please stop, can I just say I'm sorry? If you hit me again, I'll throw up my liver." Shen Yujia pleaded desperately.

Looking at his wife's kind and gentle smile, juxtaposed with her pair of incongruously cold eyes, Shen Yujia was uncertain about how much Yan Zhiqing truly knew. If she was merely setting a trap for him, that would be one thing, but if she genuinely knew about his visits to brothels, then it would be disastrous

Oh, so captivated, I ended up drinking two cups!" said Yan Zhiqing with a smile.

Yan Zhiqing leaned against the high-backed chair, looking at Shen Yujia with a pleasant expression and asked, "Go ahead, just how exciting is it?"

This good-for-nothing scoundrel truly infuriates me. Yan Zhiqing stomped her foot in anger and stormed out of the hall.

Yan Zhiqing's tone was very much like that of a spoiled child, which made Shen Yujia's heart feel both soft and cold, and incredibly tingling. However, he was constantly reminding himself to remain calm and not to be further enchanted by Yan Zhiqing. The more unusual Xiao Ming's behavior became, the more he sensed that danger was approaching

Uh

I underestimated you; a single poem, "Bring in the Wine," has been recited by you with such fervor that it has stirred my heart as well. I wonder, my husband, what other poems you have learned, and could you perhaps recite them all for your wife?

In the past, it was mostly sarcasm; ever since he experienced the family discipline, he realized that sarcasm is false, while education and guidance are true

Wife, you must forgive your husband this time. Originally, I would never dare—oh no, I mean I would absolutely never touch alcohol. However, a talented scholar composed a poem that stirred my heart and filled me with ambition, making it difficult to suppress my excitement. So, I had two cups, just two cups, as you know my capacity. Any more, and I would be drunk

After a long silence, Yan Zhiqing felt as if she had something stuck in her throat while eating, making her uncomfortable. Unable to help herself, she urged, "Isn't it one sentence from each person? There's still one more sentence, right?"

The melodious voice of Shen Yujia resonated throughout the Shen residence, echoing in the grand hall for a long time

What a fine poem! This great talent must surely be the renowned poet, Mr. Li Bai, who has been famous for hundreds of years! What is even more astonishing is that he has managed to live to this day, and I have the fortune to meet him; it truly is a remarkable event in the world.

Shen Yujia greatly enjoys being addressed as "Xiang Gong" by his wife, and he even secretly praises that this is not the Song Dynasty; otherwise, he would not hear this term.

"Upon hearing the poem, I raise my cup; it seems this poem must be truly exceptional! As an unworthy wife, I also have a fondness for poetry. How about you recite a passage for me to listen to?"

As Shen Yujia sang passionately, Yan Zhiqing's little face grew increasingly red. The raindrop-like fists fell more slowly, and at the same time, she felt that this shameless husband was persistently pushing his backside up, making her feel as if she were riding a horse, with a distinct sense of rhythm

Unable to endure any longer, Yan Zhiqing seemed to have gone mad, as if she truly paid no attention to Shen Yujia's frail resilience, and her back was burning with pain.

A group of geese by the river, hushed voices drive them into the water, catching geese in the river to satisfy hunger

Upon hearing Yan Zhiqing's words, Shen Yujia was greatly astonished, thinking to herself: "The Tang Dynasty has fallen, how could there still be Li Bai?"

He is well aware of the essence of being lenient with those who confess and strict with those who resist. Xiao Ming cannot be deceived easily. If his lies are exposed on the spot, he will truly be finished. This time is different from the last; previously, Xu Gao Cai and Yang Mao secretly assisted him. After that incident, they became quite close, and Yan Zhiqi must be aware of this. She probably has noticed something. If a real mistake occurs this time, it may fall upon her to take action herself.

At last, he exhaled, gazing contentedly at Yan Zhiqing, and smiled, saying: "How is it?"

Although Yan Zhiqing is still flawless, it does not mean that she does not understand the source of this sound

Thinking of how Xiao Ming could pull the two stones of the bow back and forth, Shen Yujia broke out in a cold sweat, as if he had just come out of the bathhouse, completely soaking his underwear

Shen Yujia was very afraid of the family law, but he was even more afraid of confessing. After all, once he confessed, with Xiao Ming's star-like temperament, he would not fare well either. It was better to take a risk and fight for it.

Although Shen Yujia heard Yang Mao say that Xiaoming's star-like nose was extraordinary, it was only after witnessing it firsthand that she realized its remarkable nature. Since entering the room, Shen Yujia had maintained a certain distance from her, fearing that the smell of alcohol would be detected, yet ultimately, it was still sensed.

In the midst of the heart-fluttering moans and the dual assault of Shen Yujia's embarrassing actions, Yan Zhiqing's face turned a deep shade of red, her heart seemed to be beating like a drum, "thump thump" echoing loudly. Before long, she could no longer bear it, hurriedly covering her ears with both hands, she jumped off Shen Yujia's back, leaped, and dashed out of the room.

Once the poem was recited, Yan Zhiqing's smiling face instantly stiffened, but soon, she regained her composure and glared in the direction, only to find that there was no trace of Shen Yujia anywhere.

Uh

Upon reaching this point, Shen Yujia suddenly stopped, quietly glancing at his wife. He discovered that her gaze held a hint of warmth, and he realized that she was completely unaware of what he had been up to today