Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

"Commander, you..."

Lin Wantang was surprised and subconsciously raised her hand to press against his chest. Through the thin inner garment, she could still vaguely feel his icy body temperature.

Her mind was in turmoil, and her paused voice met his misty, deep eyes, making her vaguely sense that something... wasn't quite right.

"Do you know who I am? The Governor?"

Wei Wujiu felt dizzy and his abnormal physical sensations made his internal organs feel like they were on fire, but his body was cold. This torment of being torn between fire and ice made him confused and everything in front of him seemed unreal and dreamlike.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his breath came out heavily, but he didn't make a sound.

Lin Wantang was shocked and had a bad feeling. She tried to struggle to get up so that she could help him lie down properly, but Wei Wujiu thought she was trying to escape and instead bent down to hug her even tighter.

"It's not the governor... loosen your grip, I..." She was almost out of breath!

Lin Wantang patted his arm repeatedly, but received no response from Wei Wujiu. She managed to squeeze out the words with difficulty: "Let go... I'm going to die..."

Perhaps it was the word 'death' that triggered Wei Wujiu's reaction. After a long while, he finally relaxed his strength a little, but he still refused to let her leave.

Lin Wantang took a few breaths, then gave up struggling, looking helplessly at his face: "Commander, how are you feeling now? I know you're in a lot of pain, but specifically..."

Before she could finish speaking, he captured her lips with his, sealing everything away. The deep, lingering passion was devoid of the warmth of the daytime, fierce as a storm. He forcefully gripped her wrists as she tried to resist, raising them high above her head...

Lin Wantang, who was momentarily unable to breathe, also seemed to have been poisoned.

A strange burning sensation surged through her body, spreading from her heart to her internal organs, then crashing into her brain, creating a wildfire that made her mind wander and instantly forget everything.

"you……"

What's the rush? Can't we wait until our wedding night?

After a long while, she managed to utter a broken sound, but she was too ashamed to continue.

"Call me by my courtesy name..." Wei Wujiu finally uttered, his voice hoarse yet magnetically alluring. His kiss was urgent and passionate, licking her lips and then her collarbone, slowly moving downwards...

Lin Wantang was filled with shyness and confusion. She tried to move her wrists, which were restrained by him, but to no avail. She asked, "What?"

What was Wei Wujiu's courtesy name?

She had never heard of him, nor had anyone ever called him.

"Wu Jiu..."

He murmured something, propped himself up slightly, and locked his gaze on her with a dazed look. But with a tearing sound, Lin Wantang instantly felt her skin touch the cold air, her body shivering from the cold, and she cried out.

She could no longer discern why his courtesy name was his given name. Instinctively, she curled up, her tense and terrified desire solely to escape. Her helpless voice trembled even more: "Governor... no..."

The two were already husband and wife, but the wedding ceremony had not yet taken place, and the three bows had not yet been completed. Lin Wantang had already lost her virginity to him. Even if she did not suspect that Wei Wujiu had changed his mind afterward, she had lost her reputation and chastity. How could she face the servants?

Besides, this is just a study, not even a bedroom.

How could a noble lady from a prestigious family, a woman of high birth, act like a concubine and have casual sex with men anywhere?

Lin Wantang was tormented by inner conflict, feeling anxious and ashamed to the point of tears. Her body trembled uncontrollably. Just as she felt Wei Wujiu pulling and pressing her down again, and thought everything was over, she was suddenly embraced by him.

They held each other tightly, skin to skin, the contrast of hot and cold seeping into each other's very being.

"Don't...don't be afraid..." Wei Wujiu managed to muster a sliver of consciousness, "I won't touch you, just use acupressure on me..."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and, with his last remaining clarity, grasped her hand and guided it to his back. He pointed to the acupoints, and Lin Wantang responded immediately, their movements perfectly synchronized.

The pressure points restricted his movements, yet he still clung to her.

But without such strong coercion, Lin Wantang finally breathed a sigh of relief, having escaped a calamity. She didn't rush to leave, but remained in an embrace, gazing at him earnestly and meticulously.

"Commander, were you out of control just now?"

In other words, it wasn't that Wei Wujiu wanted to force himself on him, but rather that the poison had manipulated him into a state of confusion and arousal.

Wei Wujiu barely managed a "hmm," his head throbbing with excruciating pain. His body felt like it was being gnawed by a thousand insects and torn apart by ten thousand ants, with no outlet for his pent-up rage. The dual sensations of internal heat and external cold tormented him to the brink of collapse.

"Could...could this poison contain an aphrodisiac?"

Lin Wantang gasped, her voice sharp with concern. "Governor, if it were just an aphrodisiac, I have a way to alleviate and treat it for you. But we don't know what kind of poison it is..."

She still couldn't bring herself to prescribe medication to him haphazardly.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..." Wei Wujiu gritted his teeth, his words filled with unbearable pain: "Remember those acupoints. If I...if I do anything to you again...you can use acupressure...or tie me up..."

"Get out...go! Don't worry about me..."

Hearing this and seeing his arduous forbearance, Lin Wantang's narrowed eyes became increasingly chaotic. In the end, she didn't hesitate. She pushed him aside, helped him lie down, straightened her clothes, put on her outer robe, and went out.

They just left like that.

They came and went freely, without the slightest hesitation or reluctance.

Wei Wujiu glanced at her retreating figure, a cold, desolate smile creeping across his face. Had he known this would happen, he... shouldn't have held back.

Husbands and wives are birds of the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately.

Lin Wantang truly proved this statement with her actions. In other words, did he ever have feelings for her?

As Wei Wujiu's consciousness faded, little remained of his being. But on the eve of closing his eyes, enduring the excruciating pain, he made up his mind: once he recovered from the poison's effects, he would...

"Be quiet, don't disturb the governor."

Lin Wantang's voice giving instructions to her servants could be heard, accompanied by the sound of Night Hawk's footsteps.

Wei Wujiu suddenly opened his eyes and heard Ye Ying come to the soft couch and bow, saying, "My lord, please forgive my rudeness."

Then, Night Hawk reached out to help Wei Wujiu up, draped a cloak over him, and led him to his bedchamber.

At the same time, Jiang Fulu also received Lin Wantang's instructions and asked Chunhen, Qiuying and others to quickly rearrange the bedroom. The bed was made of bright red with warm curtains and a quilt, and peanuts, dates, longans and lotus seeds were scattered all over the bed.

Red candles burn brightly, and the fragrance of pears fills the air.

The scene resembled a hastily decorated wedding room.

"This old servant congratulates the master and young lady... no, madam, wishing them a long and happy marriage!" Jiang Fulu bowed and knelt down with Chunhen, Qiuying and other maids, before leaving one by one.

After busying herself for a while, Lin Wantang wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead with an embroidered handkerchief. Looking at Wei Wujiu, who was sitting by the couch with a surprised expression and unable to move due to pressure points, she took a deep breath and smiled: "Commander... no, I should change my address too."

"My lord, on this auspicious wedding night, I should serve you and let you rest early."