QWAPMP Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Eunuch Little Husband

Chapter 108: Eunuch Little Husband

The wedding banquet ended late in the evening. Master Yan stopped his son, who was preparing to return for their wedding night, his expression somber. “Speak, what did that servant say to you today?”

“Father is wise,” Yan Ye complimented.

Master Yan clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with the vicissitudes of life. “It’s related to your concubine Liu, isn’t it?”

Yan Ye walked to the same spot as Master Yan, gazing at the same lotus pond. “Did Father know all along?”

Master Yan nodded. “She is the mistress of the Yan family. If a concubine were to overshadow her, do you think she would allow it?”

Yan Ye was silent. What Master Yan said was not without reason. If concubine Liu had her own child, and Madam Yan did not, then Madam Yan would try every means to eliminate that child.

So, according to the original owner’s father, he had known all along that the original owner was concubine Liu’s child, and Madam Yan had no children of her own.

After a moment of silence, Master Yan sighed. “Your concubine has suffered these years. If we hadn’t done that, it would have been difficult for you to grow up under Lu’s care.”

“Does concubine Liu not know even now?” Yan Ye asked.

Master Yan shook his head. “When I returned from doing business abroad, your concubine cried to me that her child was gone. Only later did I discover that you were actually born to He Xiang.”

The matter had been settled back then. Master Yan didn’t want to cause chaos in the family, so he didn’t make any further announcements. Anyway, whether the son was born to her or the other, he was still his son.

Yan Ye opened his mouth. “Do you plan to never tell her?”

Master Yan merely raised his eyes, as if hesitating.

“I still have to go back for the wedding night, so I’ll take my leave first.”

Yan Ye’s voice was very calm, and he appeared very composed, which made Master Yan unable to tell for a moment whether he was standing up for his birth mother.

In the bridal chamber, Yan Ye pushed open the door with the auspicious character pasted on it and saw the little husband sitting quietly by the bed.

He went over and lifted the little husband’s red veil. A shy face was raised as he lifted the red veil. Their eyes met, and their eyes were full of gentle light. They were both quietly moved, uncontrollably.

The little husband’s dark eyes reflected his figure, and a thin layer of blush appeared on his fair cheeks. His lips, dabbed with rouge, were also very alluring. Yan Ye put his finger on his lips, gently wiped it, leaving a bit of rouge color on his fingertip.

He stared at this color for a moment, then raised the little man’s chin, and asked in a low voice, “Did you eat something just now?”

“I did. The servants said you told them to send it,” Song Yi honestly replied. Then, a warm breath appeared next to his ear. Immediately afterward, his earlobe was gently nibbled by the man’s lips. “Now it’s my turn to eat.”

Song Yi’s body trembled slightly, so sensitive that Yan Ye was a little surprised. He let out a low laugh in his throat and undid the little husband’s bright red wedding gown, one slender finger at a time.

Skin as white as snow fell against the bright red wedding gown. The strong contrast in colors gave a visual shock. The scene before him could not help but elicit a few exclamations.

Song Yi didn’t even have time to be shy this time before he felt a weight on his body. The man’s aggressive gaze carried a hint of dominance and unreasonableness. One leg wedged between his legs, and his fingers raised his chin, his voice low in his throat. “Do you know which part of your body your husband likes the most?”

Song Yi wanted to shrink back, but he was pressed down and couldn’t move. His throat made a sound like a small animal. “I… I don’t know.”

Yan Ye’s fingers slowly rubbed over his lips, his hair scattered over his shoulders. His other hand landed on Song Yi’s lower abdomen, and he gently kissed his face.

Song Yi’s face turned even redder, his dark eyes turning. He would close his eyes involuntarily when he was overwhelmed, and then bite his lip.

His fair toes curled, and his thighs were red, all rubbed against the man’s fabric.

There would be no pleasure in the front for an eunuch. Yan Ye withdrew his fingers and looked down at the little man, whose face was as red as a shrimp. He knew he was thin-skinned, but he still wanted him to do things that made him even more shy.

Song Yi understood his implication, let go of the wedding gown on the bed, knelt on the bed, helped his husband undress, and then lowered his head little by little…

The red candle dripped tears, lamenting the long night; the red curtains billowed until the hour of Yin.

The next day, the new husband had to offer tea to his mother-in-law. Song Yi thought about this and woke up early in the morning. Seeing that the man next to him had not yet opened his eyes, he originally wanted to get up by himself, but before he could climb out, he was hugged around the waist.

“Is my husband’s stamina so good? Why were you crying like you were about to lose your breath last night?” If he hadn’t seen the person in his arms crying so hard that he couldn’t breathe last night, Yan Ye wouldn’t have wanted to let him go so quickly.

Song Yi trembled all over when he heard this. He was afraid.

The more gentle and jade-like a man looks on the outside, the more terrifying he is, especially in bed, where he is completely different from usual, fierce and domineering, making his legs tremble just thinking about it now.

“I have to offer tea to my mother-in-law,” Song Yi was forced to sit on the man’s abdomen, his eyes seeing the scratches he had made on the man’s body, his eyes awkwardly dodging.

Yan Ye grabbed his hair and put it all in front, nonchalantly saying, “I was not born to Lu, so you don’t have to treat her like you would a mother-in-law.”

The reason he told Song Yi this was also so that he wouldn’t have to care about Lu.

Song Yi was shocked and turned his head to look at him. Yan Ye gently pinched his cheek and explained, “I only found out yesterday.”

Song Yi was very smart and immediately thought of something, blurting out, “Was it during the wedding ceremony?”

Yan Ye hummed and asked him if he wanted to sleep a little longer.

Song Yi shook his head. If he didn’t have to offer tea to his mother-in-law, he would have to offer it to his father-in-law.

The two got out of bed to wash up and get dressed. Song Yi always remembered that he was a young man, and when he married, he had to serve his husband. He walked over and was about to help Yan Ye dress, but he was stuffed with a dessert.

“I can do it myself. Eat something to fill your stomach first, so you won’t be hungry later,” Yan Ye said, putting on his clothes. While the little husband was still stunned, he took the little husband’s clothes and said softly, “Raise your left hand first.”

Song Yi obediently raised his hand blankly, still biting on the dessert.

Yan Ye saw this, leaned over and took a bite, smiling. “Eat a few more pieces.”

A smile appeared on Song Yi’s face, and he once again felt that his husband was good.

After Yan Ye helped Song Yi get dressed, he took his hand and went to the front hall to pay respects to Master Yan.

After the two offered tea to Master Yan, Master Yan asked, “Have you been to your mother’s place?”

It wasn’t appropriate for Song Yi to answer this question. Yan Ye said indifferently, “I thought my mother was seriously ill and needed to rest, so I didn’t go to disturb her.”

Master Yan was speechless. The sentence he had just said was to test whether Yan Ye still recognized Madam Yan as his mother.

Yan Ye’s attitude was also very clear.

In this way, concubine Liu drank a cup of tea from Yan Ye and Song Yi in an unclear manner.

Song Yi only spoke after returning to the room. “Is concubine Liu your birth mother?”

Yan Ye nodded, not hiding his meaning.

“Then does concubine Liu not know about you?” He left the sentence half-finished.

Yan Ye patted his head. “My husband is smart.”

Song Yi was happy to receive his praise, rubbing his cheek in his palm.

The two were only affectionate for a short time before a servant came to report that Miss cousin was here.

Song Yi put away the smile on his face, frowning slightly.

Yan Ye casually said that he would not see her, and let the servant go out to deal with this Miss cousin.

On this day, Madam Yan heard that Yan Ye and his little husband had offered tea to concubine Liu. In a fit of anger, she fainted. When she woke up, Yan Ye happened to be out of the Yan residence on business.

She immediately felt that this was a good opportunity and wanted to find Song Yi, but she heard the servants say that the young mistress had gone shopping with concubine Liu.

Madam Yan’s fingers, which were holding the armrest of the chair, turned slightly white due to exertion. A cold laugh squeezed out of her throat. She called her niece, and the two of them whispered in the room for half an hour before ending.

Not long after, Lu Yishuang hurriedly left the Yan residence.

Yan Ye’s departure from home this time was to discuss the matter of going north with the Yan family’s caravan. The wedding had been completed, and he should leave Nanyang City to implement his plan.

The more concubine Liu got along with Song Yi, the more she liked him. Although he wasn’t her own son’s husband, the moment she thought of having received his gift and drunk his tea, concubine Liu couldn’t help but treat him as her own son’s husband.

In the largest jewelry store in Nanyang City, concubine Liu would put anything she saw that was suitable for Song Yi on him, and then ask the servants to pay.

After more than a dozen times in a row, Song Yi was afraid of shopping and could only say that he was tired to make concubine Liu stop.

“Then we’ll shop here today. Let’s come out again tomorrow,” concubine Liu said with satisfaction, smiling.

Song Yi squeezed out a smile. Thinking that this was his husband’s birth mother, he shouldn’t spoil his mother-in-law’s mood.

Just as the two were about to go back, Song Yi first sent concubine Liu to the carriage. Just as he raised his foot to go up, a mad horse suddenly rushed out from the other side of the street. Seeing the horse’s hooves raised high, about to step on Song Yi, a figure appeared like lightning, and timely controlled the mad horse, pulling on the reins, saving a life.

Song Yi’s pupils trembled, and his body was shaking instinctively. He saw Yan Ye get off his horse with a murderous look, and regardless of being on the street, he threw himself into his arms with a pale face, his throat tightening. “I thought I was going to die.”

At the moment he saw the hooves rushing towards him, a thought flashed through Song Yi’s mind: why couldn’t he have met Yan Ye earlier and become his little husband earlier? That way, even if he died, he would be willing.

However, God favored him, and his husband came to save him.

Concubine Liu was also so frightened that she maintained a half-bent posture. Seeing Yan Ye appear and Song Yi being fine, her eyes turned red. “I was scared to death just now!”

Yan Ye hugged Song Yi and patted him on the back. His gentle voice was different from the expression covering his face with killing intent. “It’s okay, I’m here.”

Yan Ye personally brought Song Yi and concubine Liu back to the Yan residence.

As soon as she got home, concubine Liu told Master Yan what happened today, with lingering fear. “Master, you don’t know how dangerous it was at the time. Fortunately, Yan Ye appeared, otherwise Yi ge’er would have…”

She didn’t continue speaking.

Master Yan slammed the table in anger. “In broad daylight, where did this mad horse come from?”

Yan Ye had already sent Song Yi back to the room and returned himself, spitting out a word with a gloomy face: “Investigate.”

Master Yan nodded, agreeing to his investigation.