Your Highness, your wife has had her virginity mark applied and married someone else.

When Liu Yi's voice came, Shen Mingshu's heart tightened suddenly. Despite her exhaustion, she sat up warily.

Seeing her like this, Wei Ziye explained, "We just arrived at the post station, so we'll rest here tonight."

Shen Mingshu frowned: "The betrothal letter is due the day after tomorrow. You don't mean you have no intention of letting me go back at all, do you?"

A bead of cold sweat slid down her brow as she moved, and just as it was about to drip into Shen Mingshu's eyes, Wei Ziye casually wiped it away for her.

"If everything goes well, I'll be able to get back in time."

What constitutes "smooth sailing"? With Shen Fu around, she simply didn't believe things would go smoothly.

But in the desolate wilderness, her hands were already wrapped up like rice dumplings, so even if she stole a carriage, she wouldn't be able to travel.

Moreover, she lacked confidence in successfully escaping from Wei Ziye's clutches.

"Hey, the rooms are booked. There are just enough for two adults and one child. I'll stay in the smaller one."

Liu Yi was holding the package and was about to get off the bus when she heard Wei Ziye say, "Go stay in the big room."

Shen Mingshu and Liu Yi both looked at him and said in unison, "You want to stay in the smaller room?"

Wei Ziye: "..."

Wei Zichen looked at Shen Mingshu calmly: "It's inconvenient for you."

Shen Mingshu: "There's a waiter."

Wei Zishi: "He is a man."

Shen Mingshu: "You're not?"

Wei Ziye glanced down at me with a blank look in his eyes: "I've never served before?"

Liu Yi suddenly fell off the carriage!

A furious roar came from inside the car: "Wei! Zi! Ye!!"

……

inside the room.

The waiter held his breath and carefully put down the hot water, then quickly left the scene that resembled a battlefield.

Shen Mingshu glared at Wei Zishi: "Get out! I want to take a shower!"

Wei Ziye calmly put down his official duties, got up and walked towards her.

Shen Mingshu shrank back, angrily shouting, "Get out of my way! I can wash myself!"

Wei Ziye stopped helplessly: "I just wanted to help you take off your clothes."

"I don't need your fake kindness!" Shen Mingshu retorted, "Three years ago, before A-Yuan appeared, I washed myself too!"

Wei Ziye frowned: "And then what happened after he appeared?"

"..." Wei Ziye's thoughtless retort made Shen Mingshu laugh in exasperation: "What do you think?"

"cough--"

Wei Ziye belatedly realized what a stupid question he had asked, coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "How do you wash yourself?"

"None of your business!" Shen Mingshu snapped impatiently. "Get out!"

"That's nonsense."

Wei Ziye stepped forward, grabbed Shen Mingshu, and ripped off her belt.

Skilled and natural, just like countless times before, so fast that it caught everyone off guard.

"Ah! Wei Ziye!" Shen Mingshu struggled, "Do you believe I'll scream for mercy! You lecherous scoundrel! Stop! Ah!"

Her clothes were ripped open and slid down her thin shoulders.

A gust of cold wind blew through Shen Mingshu, causing her to hunch her shoulders as she stared in shock at everything.

The man ripped off her bodice expressionlessly, as if it were just a routine matter. With a blank face, he bent down, picked up Shen Mingshu, and gently carried her into the bathtub.

"you--!"

"Shen Mingshu, I'm not interested in you."

Compared to her inability to accept it, Wei Ziye, the perpetrator, looked completely impartial, as if her reaction disgusted him. He coldly looked down at her and added.

"Your injury was caused by me after all. In order for you to cooperate well tomorrow, I don't mind making it up to you before we enter the valley."

As he spoke, he took off his outer robe, rolled up his sleeves, and used the bath powder to apply it to her.

Shen Mingshu felt a surge of anger rising within her as she looked at him without glancing to the side!

He injured her and then made her compensate him with such reluctance!

Showing such disdain for her, how can she possibly ask for someone's cooperation?

"hiss--!"

Wei Ziye was too rough, and Shen Mingshu's skin turned red from being rubbed with bath beans. Enraged, she kicked him in the chest.

"You're rubbing the wood veneer! Can't you be a little gentler!"

Wei Ziye's face was splashed with water by the spray from her leg, and his expression darkened for a moment: "Don't move!"

"Hmph—" Shen Mingshu was happy when Wei Ziye got angry.

Wei Ziye held the bath powder and moved it more gently, but Shen Mingshu still cried out in pain and kicked him again. Wei Ziye, with a dark face, grabbed her ankle directly.

"Shen Mingshu! If you move again, believe me, I'll tie you up!"

"If you're so impatient, get out!" Shen Mingshu's face was full of disdain and harshness. "You won't leave yourself, but you have the nerve to insist on washing for me. Who forced you?"

"..." Realizing that Shen Mingshu was deliberately picking a fight, Wei Ziye sneered and showed no mercy to her. He directly pulled out his belt and tied it around Shen Mingshu's legs!

Shen Mingshu: "!!!"

"Wait, wait! I'm not moving!"

"Too late!" Wei Ziye quickly tied her ankles, his clothes wide open, revealing his abs without realizing it.

He simply kept a cold, hard face as he wiped Shen Mingshu's body.

Shen Mingshu did quiet down, but her gaze would occasionally drift uncontrollably towards Wei Ziye's chest.

Over the course of three years, Wei Ziye's muscles had shrunk considerably. With no exams to prepare for, his once bulky muscles had fused into a more toned and firmer physique.

Similar to Wei Yuan's muscular physique, but larger and more pronounced.

It can be seen at a glance without the need for physical activity.

This feel will probably make it easier to handle...

A swallowing sensation rose in her throat, and Shen Mingshu suddenly realized what she shouldn't have been thinking. She coughed lightly and silently turned her head away.

Suddenly, Wei Ziye asked, "Is it still very heavy?"

"Huh?" Shen Mingshu looked at him in confusion, her autumn eyes filled with blushing tears, looking up at him innocently and purely. Wei Ziye's hand suddenly froze.

He belatedly realized that the blush on Shen Mingshu's body wasn't from scrubbing with bath beans...

A certain string in his heart seemed to be plucked silently, the lingering sound echoing in his heart, and for a moment the wooden expression on Wei Ziye's face shattered.

His gaze trembled slightly as it fell upon Shen Mingshu's moist red lips, and his throat began to churn wildly.

The warm steam instantly filled the room, a subtle atmosphere enveloped the two of them, and their hearts drew closer...

"What do you want to do?"

Shen Mingshu suddenly spoke, and Wei Ziye froze on the spot. At this moment, their lips were less than a centimeter apart...

Wei Ziye abruptly stepped back, his movements somewhat chaotic.

He coughed lightly and frowned: "Don't look at me like that."

Shen Mingshu: "..."

After washing, drying, dressing, and leaving, Shen Mingshu cooperated with him very well.

Before long, she was the only one left in the room.

Shen Mingshu lay down on the bed and let out a deep sigh of relief.

Before long, he drifted off to sleep under the lingering effects of the medicine.

……

On the other side, in the carriage.

Wei Ziye leaned back in his chair, one hand supporting his forehead, his eyes tightly closed as he breathed heavily.

At this moment, his mind was filled with Shen Mingshu's pure and innocent expression, a face that had once driven him crazy for four years.

His appearance completely eliminated his aversion to Zhang Yu's coercion.

Wei Ziye recalled the way she obediently called him "cousin" when they first met, just like the honest and well-behaved persona she wore on her mask half a month ago. Both of them made him want to violate her madly without any defenses!

The thought flashed by in an instant, merging with the image of Shen Mingshu from just now…

"grass!"