Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 34

Chapter 34 
Are you still scolding? 
 
The clouds dispersed, the moon rose, and the new bride’s room quieted. Lin Yu’s ‘bastard’ indeed seemed to annoy Li Heming. He made her cry and did her three times before letting her go. 
  
Lin Yu was sweating all over. Her black hair was messy and scattered over the pillow. One earring fell on the pillow, and red marks appeared on her jade-like skin further down. She looked pitiful, especially the swollen two bun-likes p*ssy under her body. Li Heming had just pulled his stick out of it, and it shrunk but couldn’t close, flowing out thick, white sperm.
  
Li Heming’s hair was also loose; no one knew where he had thrown his hair crown. At this moment, the scattered long hair on his body made him look unrestrained. He raised his hand to brush the hair hanging from his forehead to the back of his head and supported Lin Yu’s neck with one hand, looking down at her: “Are you still scolding?” 
  
Lin Yu didn’t say anything and buried her face in the pillow, ignoring him. Her tears quickly soaked the pillowcase, and Li Heming saw it. He didn’t move her again and only leaned on her. He looked at her quietly briefly before stretching out his hand to pinch her moist red earlobe. He casually picked up the wedding dress’s outer robe and put it on his body. He rose from the bed and went to the outer room to call for water. 
  
Zelan, who was waiting outside the door, heard the sound and opened her sleepy eyes. She hurriedly urged Wenzhu, who had fallen asleep against the corridor pillar, to ask someone to bring hot water. 
  
Li Heming went into the inner room again and saw that the n*ked person lying on the bed had shrunk into the quilt, squinting her eyes and looking hazy. She seemed to be about to fall asleep. 
  
Li Heming took a look and retracted his gaze. He poured half of the cold tea into the cup on the table, picked up the hot water on the stove, filled it up, and brought it to Lin Yu’s mouth, who was curled up in her wedding dress on the bed. He lifted the wedding quilt that covered half of her face. “Drink some before you go to sleep,” he said. 
  
Li Heming had never served anyone like this in his life. Even in front of the Emperor, he only poured hot tea for Emperor Chong’an twice. However, Lin Yu did not appreciate his kindness. She felt that he was pretending after tossing her around. She rolled over and said, “I don’t want it.” 
  
Li Heming frowned, turned her back, and lowered his voice: “Your voice is hoarse. Moisten your throat, lest your voice gone tomorrow morning.” 
  
Lin Yu frowned and stared at him: “It’s all because of you, um——” 
  
Li Heming pretended not to hear, lowered his eyes, and put the teacup against her lips. He tilted the cup and slowly put it into her mouth, blocking her from saying the next word. 
  
After drinking the water, Lin Yu naturally refused to bathe with Li Heming. She wrapped herself in clothes and strode to the bathroom. When she heard footsteps behind her, she turned around and looked at him, saying dissatisfiedly: “Don’t follow me. I don’t want to bathe with others.” 
  
Zelan passed by the two of them holding a new quilt taken out of the cabinet. When she heard this, she dared not say a word. She knelt down, made an awkward greeting, and hurriedly ran in. 
  
With outsiders present, Li Heming didn’t argue with Lin Yu and didn’t go in. He sat alone outside the bathroom screen and waited. 
 
Lin Yu came out after washing and wearing her middle clothes. She was still angry. She didn’t even look at Li Heming, who was sitting alone on the stool, and went to the inner room alone. 
  
Li Heming withdrew his eyes from her leaving back and didn’t call her out to make things worse. He took a shower with the water left by her. 
  
But no matter how much she disliked it, Lin Yu had to sleep in the same bed with Li Heming at bedtime. 
  
This yard was Li Heming’s, and the bed was also Li Heming’s. She thought she could not sleep, but she didn’t expect to have a dream in a few breaths after lying down. 
  
However, she was not used to the newlyweds’ pillow, and her dream was not peaceful. She tossed and turned in the middle of the night, groping Li Heming’s hand in a daze. Without opening her eyes, she pulled his arm and put it under her neck. 
  
She was sleeping against the bed frame, but now she felt comfortable with his arm resting on her head, so she moved closer to him, with her knees against his thighs and lying on her side facing him. 
  
Li Heming was a light sleeper. He had been sleeping alone for over 20 years, but now someone was suddenly beside him, and he didn’t sleep much. At this moment, he realized the person beside him was no longer rolling around. He opened his eyes and looked at Lin Yu using the dim moonlight from the window. He saw Lin Yu resting her head on his arm, with the tip of her head touching the pillow at the head of the bed. Her eyebrows were relaxed, and she finally calmed down. He tilted his head to look at her for a while, and without saying a word or pulling his hand back, he fell asleep again with his eyelids closed. 
  
The next day, at Maoshi (5-7 am), Li Heming woke up on time when the sky was getting light. He was only sleeping for a few hours but didn’t feel sleepy. He turned his head and saw that Lin Yu was still sleeping in the same position as last night, with her neck resting on his hand, lying on her side, but the difference was that she had rolled into his embrace. She seemed to find the warmth in his arms, pressing her whole body against him. 
  
Li Heming was the Northern Leader, and he had to go to work even as a newlywed. He frowned and gently pulled his hand from under Lin Yu’s neck. Although he had slowed down, he still woke her up. She met Li Heming’s eyes with sleepy eyes and saw his twisted eyebrows early in the morning. She thought he deliberately woke her up and wanted her to help him change clothes. She endured the sleepiness and crawled out of the warm bed. She stepped over Li Heming, but when she got off the bed, she saw that he was still lying on it. She had just gotten up, and her voice was very soft and hoarse, which sounded particularly good. She urged him softly, “Get up.” 
  
Li Heming tried to move his left hand, which had been used as a pillow all night, and immediately stopped: “Wait a minute.” 
  
It’s numb. 
  
Lin Yu frowned and looked at him lying on the bed. She felt that he did it on purpose, disturbing her good sleep, but he was lying in bed and didn’t want to get up.