Chapter 17.2 (1/2)

Chapter Seventeen (Part 2 of 2)

Six years ago the emperor arranged a marriage between Pei Jin and Yewu.

After Pei Jin and Yewu’s betrothal was announced a celebratory banquet was held in the palace. Pei Jin initiated a conversation with Yewu but she was cold toward him. After a brief period of interactions with her, he realised why she was always cold toward him – she wanted to be empress and she couldn’t be empress if married to an unfavored prince.

After Pei Jin understood the situation, he happily kept his distance from Yewu. Then one day while he and her father were discussing imperial court matters in the palace, they saw Yewu seducing Pei Zhang… a few days later Yewu died of a mysterious illness.

Pei Jin remembered what Yewu’s father said to him at Yewu’s funeral, ‘Thank you ninth prince for not exposing Yewu in front of the emperor, in the future ninth prince can ask for my help if needed.’

Pei Jin walked on the wet and muddy path to his and Yan Shi Ning’s chamber. He didn’t tell Bei Dou that he honestly wasn’t involved in Yewu’s death and didn’t know what happened to her until her father said those words to him at the funeral. Initially he wanted to amicably break the betrothal. He didn’t expect her father would force her to kill herself.

Pei Jin thought about his seventh brother. Seventh brother only saw two kinds of women in the world. One were women that could be used and the other were women that couldn’t be used. It was a pity Yewu in seventh brother’s eyes couldn’t be used. Seventh brother’s heart never grieved Yewu’s death.

Pei Jin pushed the chamber door open, stepped to the bed and hugged Yan Shi Ning who was eating on the bed.

Pei Jin was happy he only needed to wait another four days.

Pei Jin kissed Yan Shi Ning’s cheek. ‘Wife, if you washed your face then why is there makeup on your face?’

Yan Shi Ning poked her tongue out and laughed playfully.

Pei Jin understood the reason why Yan Shi Ning wore makeup to bed.

Pei Jin pulled her closer to him and whispered in her ear. ‘Wife, if you haven’t washed your face then let’s bathe together.’

Yan Shi Ning’s face immediately paled.

‘This is called taking one li and stretching it longer,’ Pei Jin teased.

‘Ah!’ Yan Shi Ning cried out.

Yan Shi Ning would rather die than let go a pole of the bed.