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

Wei Wujiu's body stiffened for a moment.

The girl's skin was as soft and delicate as jade, and the warm touch transmitted through my palm, bringing a strange tingling sensation.

Lin Wantang remained asleep on the bed, seemingly acting only subconsciously in a dream.

She gripped his hand tightly and rubbed her soft cheek against his cool palm.

"Don't go," she murmured incoherently, "Don't leave me, it hurts! It hurts so much!"

Her voice trembled violently, as if she were truly terrified.

Wei Wujiu frowned slightly, looking at her face full of pain, but ultimately did not pull his hand away.

"Nighthawk".

He called out softly, and a black-clad imperial guard silently appeared inside the room.

"My subordinates are here."

"Investigate all matters concerning Miss Lin in the Grand Tutor's mansion, especially those of the past six months, and report them as soon as possible, no matter how small."

"yes!"

The Imperial Guards received their orders and swiftly disappeared into the night.

Wei Wujiu leaned against the bed, his gaze falling on Lin Wantang's pale face, his eyes flickering.

How many secrets are you hiding?

When Lin Wantang woke up, her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

She was breathing heavily, and for a moment she didn't know where she was.

As consciousness slowly returned, I felt something tickling my cheek.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw a very beautiful hand, fair and slender with distinct knuckles.

This hand looks like Wei Wujiu's!

Lin Wantang broke out in a cold sweat, abruptly relaxed, and looked up.

Wei Wujiu was sitting by the bed, wearing the same black python robe he had worn during the day.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and his expression was somewhat indistinct in the candlelight.

The moment she looked over, he looked back too, and for a split second their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze.

Lin Wantang's heart skipped a beat. Was she sleepwalking?

What did you do to Wei Wujiu in your dream? Otherwise, why would you be holding his hand?

Countless questions and embarrassment welled up in her mind, instantly making her cheeks, which had just begun to flush, burn even hotter.

"Awake?" Wei Wujiu slowly withdrew his hand, his voice indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Wantang nodded, swallowed, and asked cautiously, "Governor, when did you arrive?"

"I've been here for a while." Wei Wujiu rubbed his aching wrist, still looking at her. "Had a nightmare?"

"Perhaps it's because of the change of location that I'm having trouble sleeping in this new bed." Lin Wantang lowered her eyes, avoiding his probing gaze.

"It's alright." He paused, then asked, "What did you dream about that kept hurting you?"

Lin Wantang's breath hitched, and the foul-smelling pus and blood seemed to reappear before her eyes.

She pinched her palm hard to hide her reaction, forcing a smile. "It's nothing, just random stuff, I can't remember it anymore."

Wei Wujiu didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he suddenly stood up and slowly began to undo his belt.

Lin Wantang was startled and instinctively covered her body with the brocade quilt, her voice trembling, "What is the Commander doing?"

Wei Wujiu looked at her with a half-smile, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "What can we do at this hour? Naturally, we should rest."

A peaceful night's sleep?

Lin Wantang's mind went blank for a moment, and her cheeks instantly burned.

She hurriedly tried to get off the large bed: "Governor, wait! I'll get up right away. You can have this bed; I'll go rest in the outer room."

"No need."

Wei Wujiu stepped forward, his handsome face suddenly drawing near.

The two were instantly within arm's reach. Lin Wantang froze on the spot, forgetting even to breathe.

"Didn't you keep saying you wanted to marry me at the palace gates today?" His warm breath brushed against her nose, carrying an ambiguous meaning.

Lin Wantang's throat tightened, and she couldn't speak, so she could only nod subconsciously.

"In that case," his gaze lingered on her face for a moment, settling on her flustered, peach-blossom eyes, "a moment of blissful night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, why don't we consummate our marriage tonight?"

Lin Wantang's eyes widened, her red lips parted slightly, and her mind went blank.

The bridal chamber? Isn't Wei Wujiu a eunuch? How can he have a bridal chamber?

She glanced quickly down at his crotch.

Although it is rumored that he was not castrated as a child, but entered the palace later due to serious injuries, no matter what, he could not possibly consummate his marriage with her!

Her gaze was too direct, and Wei Wujiu's eyes darkened. He instantly gripped her chin firmly with one hand.

"What are you looking at?" His voice was even lower, like ice shards scraping across the surface.

Lin Wantang shuddered in fright and immediately dared not look again. She hurriedly explained, "Governor, please calm down! It's not that I don't want to consummate the marriage! It's just that I'm worried about your health. It's already late tonight, and your old ailment hasn't healed yet. It's really not advisable for you to overexert yourself."

She paused, then quickened her pace, "How about I examine the Governor first? It would be my way of doing my part!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Wujiu's eyes flickered slightly, and he loosened his grip on her chin a little.

Taking advantage of the moment, Lin Wantang placed one hand on his open chest and the other hand groped for and grabbed his wrist hanging by his side.

The moment their skin touched, both of them froze.

Tsk!

Lin Wantang couldn't help but secretly marvel. Wei Wujiu looked thin, but he was actually quite strong. No wonder he had practiced martial arts since childhood.

Wei Wujiu's body grew increasingly stiff. The woman's warm, delicate fingertips caressed him through the thin fabric of his clothes, like feathers gently scratching him, bringing a strange itch.

He instinctively grabbed the mischievous hand, a dangerous glint in his eyes, mixed with a strange, indescribable emotion.

"Oh? Did Miss Lin find anything?"

His voice was so close to her ear, his breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe. Lin Wantang's cheeks flushed even more, but she forced herself to concentrate.

In her previous life, she learned many medical skills from her grandfather and later became a doctor through long-term illness. Although she dared not say she was a top doctor, she was still one of the best.

The pulse in her wrist, steady yet slightly weak, pulsed beneath her fingertips. Her brows furrowed more and more, her expression growing increasingly grave.

The next moment, to Wei Wujiu's astonishment, Lin Wantang grabbed his shirt with both hands and tore it violently to both sides.

Her loose outer robe, along with her inner garment, was pulled open wide to the sides, instantly revealing a large expanse of her chest and firm abdominal muscles.

Her pale skin shone with a cold, jade-like luster in the candlelight, without a single excess.

Below his left chest, a slightly darker old scar meanders down to his abdomen, silently telling the story of the past tragedy.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.