After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Chapter 429 It was not his intention
His forehead was hot and pressed directly against the side of her neck.

As his desire increased, he felt feverish all over his body, as if his body was on fire, clinging to her body.

The heat made Yan Funing palpitate.

A flash of panic flashed through his heart, and he quickly reached out and pushed his shoulders hard.

"Fu Ciyi, wake up!"

"You're too heavy, get up!"

No matter how she shouted, he had no intention of getting up. Instead, he sprayed his breath directly on the skin on the side of her neck, fast and hot.

She had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder.

He couldn't help but clenched his fist and hit him on the back.

What came back was that he bit her earlobe.

"Well, Fu Ciyi, just hold on for another half-quarter of an hour."

Her voice was soft and mournful.

This made the man intensify his kiss, sliding from her ear to her white and slender neck.

Perhaps he felt that her hands were hindering him in beating him, so Fu Ciyi straightened up slightly, clasped both of her wrists with one hand, and raised them above her head.

Eyes facing each other.

Yan Funing was shocked.

Although I was panicking, I didn't have the same fear as before.

The reason is that he probably knew that this was not his intention at this moment.

Then he softened his tone: "The silver needle is pricking, if you hold on for a while, it will be done in about half a quarter of an hour."

However, the man seemed not to hear.

The other hand restrainedly pulled at the skirt of her clothes, revealing a small piece of white and greasy skin. The next moment, his thin lips fell on her collarbone.

It's crispy and numb, with a burning sensation.

For a moment, Yan Funing's mind went blank.

Not for anything else, but the look on his face in front of her was very much like the one she saw in her dream.

"Fu Ciyi, you are awake, right?"

The words came out of her mouth, and her calm tone shocked her.

Fu Ciyi stopped kissing, slowly let go of her wrist, and removed his lips from her collarbone.

As he tried his best to suppress it, his whole body pressed heavily against her.

"sorry."

His voice was low and deep, with an apologetic tone.

Yan Funing patted his back gently: "It's okay, just bear with it and it will be fine."

He rested his chin on her shoulder, nodded, and pressed his still hot cheek restrainedly against the side of her neck.

Yan Funing didn't hide.

She hugged him gently, caressing his back with one hand, and felt his pulse with the other.

After a moment, he whispered: "The pulse just now showed that it was menacing, but now it is starting to stabilize."

He is already very powerful. It only takes half a quarter of an hour for others to suppress them all.

"I wonder what was put in that soup? It's even worse than the Hexin wine on the wedding night."

The man said hoarsely: "I have to ask my mother about this."

After that, sit up.

Yan Funing sat up and said, "How about I go talk to my mother? Just do what I said before and just say it's my problem. I'll save you the next time she gives you such a soup that hurts your body."

Fu Ciyi shook his head.

Whenever I move my head, my temples feel throbbing and painful.

He raised his hand and pressed his swollen temples with his slender fingers. His voice was still deep: "I will talk to her."

Yan Funing nodded: "That's fine."

The couple sat on the edge of the bed.

Yan Funing poked his arm with her index finger: "There's a needle stuck in the lower back, please lie down for a while."

"it is good."

Fu Ciyi complied.

Yan Funing glanced at his fair skin, picked up the corner of the quilt and covered him. While waiting for the acupuncture time to arrive, she sat on the edge of the bed, dangling her calves, looking relaxed and content.

Fu Ciyi tilted his head and watched her body swaying with her legs, and couldn't help but curling up the corners of her lips.

"You weren't afraid of me just now?"

No matter how close he was to her in the past, her eyes were full of fear.

But just now, he didn't see her panicking and fearing him.

Yan Funing turned around and smiled lightly: "I'm not afraid, because I know that your behavior just now was not your intention."

Fu Ciyi coughed lightly.

To be honest, he was awake just now.

But his thoughts increased in an instant, and if he tried his best to restrain them, it was not impossible.

For a moment, by some strange combination of circumstances, he wanted to completely let the effects of the soup take effect, and also wanted to know what state she was in in front of him.

Listening to her say this now, ripples seemed to rise in my heart.

He seemed to care more and more about her opinion.

Seeing that the man's shoulders were exposed, Yan Funing helped him tuck them up again, and said softly: "Fu Ciyi, regarding today's matter, you should be a gentleman."

Fu Ciyi chuckled but did not answer.

"The time has come." She raised her hand, "I have taken out the needle."

"Okay." He said.

Yan Funing pulled out the silver needles one by one and put them away, then said softly: "Get dressed quickly, don't catch a cold."

The man sat up and dressed.

Yan Funing held the silver needle bag and walked out.

After walking a few steps, he called out: "Madam, come here."

"Huh?" Yan Funing turned to look at him.

He pointed to the quilt on the bed: "It's still wet. I still can't sleep in the study tonight."

Yan Funing raised her eyebrows: "Your body temperature could have dried the bedding, so you still can't sleep?"

The man's voice was neither fast nor slow: "If you don't believe it, come and touch it."

Yan Funing really didn't believe it. She took a few steps back and reached out to touch the quilt. Sure enough, it was still damp.

She didn't expect the man to grab her wrist and touch his slightly open skirt.

Yan Funing stiffened suddenly when soft fingers touched his chest.

"Fu Ciyi, what are you doing? You held my hand and let me touch this."

When the time comes, don't say she took advantage of him.

Fu Ciyi's lips moved slightly, let go of her hand, and said gently: "I just let you touch my body temperature. Is it not hot now?"

Yan Funing nodded honestly: "It's not hot anymore, the body temperature has returned to normal."

"In this case, I can't even use the quilt, so I can only sleep with my wife tonight."

"Okay, it's too late now. I'll go wash up first."

Yan Funing waved her hand and walked out of the study briskly.
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The next morning, the snow was still falling.

But it's no longer a snowstorm.

Fu Ciyi went to find his mother.

In the east wing, he sent Fu Nanyao away.

During breakfast, Wan Niang wanted to ask, but she couldn't do it in front of everyone.

At this moment, when the eldest son came looking for her, Wan Niang immediately said, "Ci Yi has something important to tell my mother?"

Fu Ciyi sat down calmly and said to her mother, "Mom, please don't do anything in the water."

Wan Niang was startled: "You kid, what are you talking about? I can't see my mother, how can I do anything? Besides, where do you get the things to do this?"

Fu Ciyi adjusted his robe: "My son is not stupid."

Wan Niang choked and sighed after a moment: "I am also worried about your relationship with Funing."

"Mom, don't worry about my relationship with her."

"What did Hun say? The mother doesn't care, who cares?" Wan Niang asked anxiously, "It's been almost a year since we got married. Why didn't you consummate the marriage?"

Fu Ciyi's lips tightened.

When Wan Niang heard that her son was silent, she became even more anxious: "You should talk about it. If you don't say it, I can only be anxious."