SFS Chapter 224 Giving birth to a child
Chapter 224 Giving birth to a child
The fourth wife reacted quickly, not wanting to lose face in front of that scoundrel, and took two more steps forward.
The man stood like a wall in front of her, and she could faintly feel the heat emanating from him.
Her heart began to race as she stared at his broad, muscular chest. The muscles in his arms were bulging and taut, and his clothes, which had been slightly loose, were now tight, making him even more muscular than before he left the capital.
The fourth wife swallowed nervously, her legs feeling weak.
"Stop! Don't go any further!" The Fourth Madam pretended to look up at him, then naturally took a step back, waving the letter in her hand, and demanded, "Did you deliberately write a letter to trick me into returning to the manor?"
“How can you refined people call this a lie?” Zhao Qiyuan raised an eyebrow: “All’s fair in war.”
The fourth wife gritted her teeth. That dog of a man is petty and still holds a grudge.
During their last time in bed, he made a crude remark, and she, embarrassed and angry, called him vulgar and kicked him. He grabbed her ankle and made her experience repeatedly what vulgarity and rudeness truly meant.
Recalling this old incident filled her with anger, and she wanted to turn around and go back to her parents' home. But she knew very well that if she dared to do so, this barbarian would carry her back to her room.
The fourth wife couldn't bear to lose face, and she scolded him, "You barbarian!"
Zhao Qiyuan looked at the Fourth Madam's flushed face, which made her look even more charming and beautiful.
"Barbarian?" Zhao Qiyuan said nonchalantly, "Isn't it this brute spirit of mine that you like?"
The fourth wife spat at him, calling him shameless.
Zhao Qiyuan touched his chest, where a talisman lay: "If you really didn't want to see me, why did you ask me for a talisman?"
"Don't flatter yourself." The Fourth Madam sneered, "This was requested by Tan'er."
Zhao Qiyuan took out the talisman, looked it over from both sides, and said, "Your second nephew's wife asked for this, and you sent it to me? You really have no conscience. Do you even believe it yourself?"
The fourth wife choked with anger, turned her head, and walked alone towards the fourth house.
Zhao Qiyuan gazed at the Fourth Madam's swaying back, her long red dress accentuating her soft, delicate figure, making her incredibly charming.
She loves wearing red, saying that her fair skin is the perfect complement to the color.
Zhao Qiyuan flicked his tongue against the tip of his teeth. This woman was not only fair-skinned, but also very tender.
He can leave a mark with just a little force.
Even after the fourth wife had walked a distance, she could still feel the man's burning gaze, and she walked even faster.
As soon as she entered the room and turned around, a dark shadow suddenly fell in front of her.
The next moment, she was lifted into the air by a strong arm, hoisted onto his shoulder, and carried towards the bathroom.
The fourth wife clenched her fists angrily and punched him twice on the back.
This amount of force was like a tickle to Zhao Qiyuan.
"It's rare for my wife to give me gifts, so I have to make sure you serve her perfectly."
Zhao Qiyuan threw her directly into the pool that had been filled with water, his gaze fixed intently on her, who was soaking wet, her clothes clinging to her body, revealing large expanses of her snow-white skin.
He took a long stride and followed her into the pool, leaning in and pinning her against the pool wall.
Their chests were pressed tightly together, and they could clearly feel each other's heartbeats.
Zhao Qiyuan grasped her slender shoulders with his large hands, looked down into her misty eyes, and gave her a soft glare.
He was captivated and kissed her red lips.
It was even a bit cruel; he didn't close his eyes, but kissed her while watching her succumb to his charms.
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As night fell, the Fourth Madam, thoroughly washed and refreshed, was tucked into bed, her body aching and weak.
Zhao Qiyuan poured her a glass of warm water, helped her lean against him, and fed her the water.
After drinking a glass of water, the fourth madam felt better. "You..."
Hearing her own hoarse voice, she immediately shut her mouth and glared at him fiercely.
Zhao Qiyuan asked calmly, "Not going to curse anymore?"
The fourth wife shoved the scoundrel away, rolled herself into the blanket, and went to the inside of the bed, not wanting to deal with him for the time being.
She had to find a way to make this stinky man restrain himself, otherwise even a vixen like her couldn't handle it.
Zhao Qiyuan went out of the inner room, went to the kitchen, and brought some food to the room.
The fourth wife smelled the aroma of chicken soup and belatedly realized that she was hungry. She sat up, wrapped in the quilt, and watched him walk over with a bowl of soup.
When he wasn't speaking, his face was stern, and his eyes held a sharp edge; he looked quite respectable.
The fourth wife curled her lip; this man had one face in bed and another off.
Zhao Qiyuan handed the bowl to her: "Have some soup."
The fourth wife held the bowl in both hands, sipping the soup slowly, her eyes following his figure. As she watched him walk towards her carrying her embroidered shoes, a sudden thought struck her.
"Let's have a child?" The fourth wife said, quite tempted. "You're twenty-eight now, and you'll be twenty-nine next year. It's time to have a child."
He dared not touch her again because she was pregnant.
It will be peaceful for at least a year.
The more the Fourth Madam thought about it, the better she felt. She looked at Zhao Qiyuan with eager eyes, only to find him staring at her with a dark look in his eyes, filled with emotions she couldn't understand.
She stuck her foot out from under the covers and kicked his thigh: "Say something!"
Zhao Qiyuan held her delicate and pretty foot, which seemed to be made of snow, so white it was dazzling.
He rubbed his rough thumb against a tooth mark on her forehead, without replying to her.
From childhood to adulthood, he never felt inferior because of his status as an illegitimate child.
Until he met her, from the first moment he saw her, he wanted to marry her.
There is a distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children among them, and the Minister of Personnel would never marry his daughter to him.
Moreover, she was going to enter the palace as a concubine.
Unexpectedly, after she came of age, she went to a temple to worship Buddha and was kidnapped by bandits. He rescued her, and they formed a happy marriage.
Everyone says he's lucky. If she hadn't lost her reputation, he, a son of a concubine, wouldn't have had the chance to marry the legitimate daughter of a high-ranking official.
Everyone felt sorry for her and thought she was unfortunate. She was supposed to receive the blessings of the imperial family, but due to an accident, she was forced to marry a son of a concubine.
He didn't care what others thought; he just wanted to know what she thought.
When she returned to her parents' home after her wedding, he overheard her saying to her elder sister, "A woman will only willingly bear children for the man she loves. Otherwise, it's just for the sake of continuing the family line, to have a child to rely on. I don't rely on children for support. If I'm not willing, no one can make me have a child."
On their wedding night, she asked for a contraceptive potion, saying, "Zhao Qiyuan, I'm young and afraid of pain. Let's have children a few years later?"
Zhao Qiyuan had gone along with her, and now, after hearing her words, he came to the conclusion that she was unwilling to have his child.
Over the years, he has never forced her to have a child.
Now, however, she is actively seeking to have a child.
Zhao Qiyuan's mind raced with thoughts, unable to fathom her intentions, and he said softly, "Reason."