"Wife, I want to eat meat” 《娘子，我要吃肉》Chapter 31

T/N: As I am an amazing sloth you get an update today (not because I'm away this weekend or anything) hahaha 

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Three years of marriage, every night guarding the bedroom by herself, she dreamed about him finally coming back, standing brightly, gazing at her with longing. She constantly waited, and always looked forward to their next meeting, if he could discover her good points, she imagined him grasping her own hand, walking together to the end of time.

But every day, every month, every year, the greater her hope, the greater her disappointment.

She gradually was unable to breath under the numerous pressures of her life in an influential family, the pity and laughter in each upper-class women’s eyes made her feel ashamed and resentful. Right at the beginning she had responded, but gradually she became taciturn, until in the end she ignored it, it was like a blunt knife grinding against her heart, stabbing every day, finally the wound became bigger and bigger, when she left Wang residence, the blood on her broken and smashed heart had long ago dried, not a single tear flowed.

No one could have imagined, after she turned to leave, he would come back, chasing after her for seven years, finally once again gathering her into his arms again.

This Xia Ling Mei distressed Wang Yun Feng, stirring up the gentleness and kindness still left, that momentary outburst of companionship slowed down, switching to softly placating.

Xia Ling Mei found her breath, eyes lightly fluttering looking at him.

Wang Yun Feng pecked her twice on her ear lobe, each time smoothing out the stress lines on her forehead. From today on, she should be elated and joyful, every expression should make people feel as if she was soaked in the spring breeze, every one of her movements should make clear she was completely content. From today on, he will stand behind her, serving as her support, when she faced problems, he would stand in front of her, as the spear in her hands, knocking down every obstacle on behalf of her.

Carrying her behind the screen into the inner room, Xia Ling Mei laughed: “I’ve washed already.”

Wang Yun Feng smiling: “Husband is still unwell, wife isn’t prepared to help me a bit?”

Xia Ling Mei was placed down on the bath tub, her butt just on the edge, in front of her was a man’s warm body, behind her was a steaming hot bath, his thoughts were practically self-evident.

Xia Ling Mei used one hand to support herself on the edge of the tub: “Since you’ve woken up you’ve had the idea of bathing together, you’re determined not to let me go.” Apart from the first time she planned to wipe his body, Wang Yun Feng merely prepared two tubs of hot bath water himself, how could Xia Ling Mei not see the the burning longing in the other person’s eyes.

“We are husband and wife, how can I let you go. You are mine, I’m naturally yours, husband and wife sharing the same heart and same body complies with the nature of heaven and earth, the principle of yin and yang.”

The candle light behind the screen flickered, reflecting like white jade and jadeite, faintly giving Xia Ling Mei an indistinct hazy layer of multi-coloured moonlight, as if she was a precious jade covered with a natural silk, only waiting for the man to lift up that veil, touching her real self delicately. Wang Yun Feng’s every breath sprinkled onto her skin, it scalded even more than lava.

With such an eager expression where was the usual calm and self-controlled imperial censor, instead he had become a young man who had just gotten married, agitated with a bit of unease.

Tears formed on the corners of Xia Ling Mei’s eyes, she wanted to approach him but again was somewhat afraid, suddenly taking in two cold breaths, she then spoke: “Anyway I can’t beat you with words, firstly don’t move, I’ll help you bathe.”

Wang Yun Feng lifted his head, looking at her for quite a while, colour in his cheeks he said: “Good.”

The irritability in his whole body was like time, it noiselessly drifted away.

The water was very hot, Wang Yun Feng who had taken off his clothes sat in the bath tub silently, eyes shut, letting Xia Ling Mei wash his hair.

The first two days of May, there still wasn’t a moon, everywhere outside the window was covered in darkness, trees were invisible, flowers and plants could not be seen, even if there were people wondering around outside it would only be an indistinct blob. It was almost midsummer, the curtains over these past few days had already been changed to thin reversible cotton curtains, covering in between the carved window, making everything look blurry.

Xia Ling Mei used the light from the room outside, wringing the water from Wang Yun Feng’s hair, picking out the few completely white hairs in his hair, carefully pulling them out, again twisting it into a ring, winding it around her own wrist. Wang Yun Feng seemed to have fallen asleep, his arm only slightly shook for a little while in pain, stirring up rings of waves.

Xia Ling Mei’s fingertips skimmed across his cheeks: “Are you tired?”

Wang Yun Feng moved a little, opening his eyes he looked up at her inclined face, smiling: “I’m not tired. I’ve slept for so long, how can I be tired.” No matter how you interpreted these words there was still another meaning, Xia Ling Mei’s face reddened, rebuking: “Since you’re not tired you can wash yourself.”

Wang Yun Feng sat up: “Help me scrub my back.”

Xia Ling Mei knew his rascal behaviour, testing the water to make sure it wasn’t cold, she simply picked up a soap, giving it to him, she broke off a few pieces rubbing it onto a towel, using all her strength to rub along his shoulders, completely treating the grown man like Xia Fen, serving him with all her effort.

Wang Yun Feng’s brazenness had already at an earlier time become incorrigible, and could really take advantage of an opportunity for his own ideas, after scrubbing his back she scrubbed his chest, now and then giving a suggestion, here was a bit of an itch which needed more strength, there needed to be more gentle because there are old wounds. The fresh cold aroma of bitter tea and bean soap evaporated from the heat of the flesh, the stomach, the waist, there were some small wounds on his outer thigh, being soaked in hot water for so long it was slightly red. Xia Ling Mei did not know what sort of role he played in the imperial court as a government office, but seeing those wounds, even though they weren’t serious injuries, but there were many bits and pieces, new and old, again thinking about when the two of them had met again, he had been whipped nearly to death by people, only after this did Xia Ling Mei feel heartache, her movements increasingly gentle and cautious.

Wang Yun Feng felt her movements, he knew his own little plan had worked again, he couldn’t help be somewhat content, after he saw her making a lot of effort to stifle her tears, he immediately spurned his ego.

She had suffered a lot more injuries on the battlefield than the assassination attempts he had obtained in the imperial court, there was no need for him to scheme for her sincerity, guess her love?

Wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes, he forced a smile: “If I had known earlier how soft-hearted you are, that day I saw you I should have let you see the scars on my body, then we wouldn’t have had to take such a rounded route, suffering so much.” He kissed the corners of her eyes, “Sorry, I deliberately caused you heartache.”

Xia Ling Mei stared blankly, glaring, she suddenly she threw the towel at him: “You even scheme against me! You’re happy seeing me make a fool out of myself.” She rushed out from behind the screen extremely angry, burying her head on the bed, not knowing whether she felt angry or felt more wronged.

Wang Yun Feng hurriedly chased after, `pat, pat` as his steps left puddles, he couldn’t help laugh seeing her both ashamed and angry face: “I care about you so of course I would want you to pay more attention to me, that way I would feel my own investment at long last would be paid back. Apart from the people beside me, not involving the government, I wouldn’t even give them a glance, what more I wouldn’t beat my brains out to lay down a trap.”

Xia Ling Mei said angrily: “Then should I grateful to you?”

Wang Yun Feng pulled off the damp clothes on her body, removing her hairpin, pulling the soft quilt over the two people: “I should be the one to thank you.” He supported himself by the top of her head, pulling apart the twisted hairs, kissing her cheeks: “thank you for still loving me…” He had just spoken half the sentence, his entire body suddenly dropped on her, Xia Ling Mei taken by surprise groaned, her cheeks which were just panting with rage were already in pain, she pounded on him: “It hurts!”    

“It’s right to be in pain.” Wang Yun Feng said: “Wedding night, should be half painful and half joyous. Ling Mei, forget the past, rather tonight is our first night as husband and wife.” He kissed her lips, swallowing her grumbles.

Xia Ling Mei persistently struggled, the first time she had sex was the first time she truly hated Wang Yun Feng. They had gotten back together with great difficulty, she had thought since the two of them had mutual feelings, he would take into consideration her experience, make her gradually forget that night’s struggle in bed, who would have imagined, he was even more fierce than before, even more resolute than before.

Seven years ago that night he had dominated her body, this night seven years later he also wanted to thoroughly seize her mind and body, not allowing her to resist the slightest and shrink back.

In bed, the man was forever dominant.

Xia Ling Mei eyes were very red, she was unable to speak.

Wang Yun Feng lifted his upper body, calmly a smile blossomed: “Ling Mei, you are mine.”

Xia Ling Mei was very humiliated, she couldn’t scold him, she could cry either, she definitely couldn’t laugh. This man, really wanted to use this night to bury the pain from the first time seven years ago, he went all out to trap her, embrace her, own her, the pain she had felt every time she willingly did something thoroughly covered the shouts and struggles of that entire year.

Wang Yun Feng strength of character had already pushed his gentleness and elegance over the cliffs off the top of a steep mountain, he was telling her, the man who fanned her with smiles during the spring breeze had already long ago gone. The Wang Yun Feng right now was a sharp sword, he was a knife blade, he was already unsheathed, a weakling was not suited to stand by his side, he needed someone strong, what more he needed someone by his side who could see clearly his strengths, see clearly his icy arrogance.

He was no longer the confused young man who sought for other people to like him, a rather overbearing man declaring you have to love me, respect me.

Wang Yun Feng wanted Xia Ling Mei, Xia Ling Mei must only belong to Wang Yun Feng.

Gentle and uncivilised, happiness and suffering, the amalgamation of fire and ice.

Xia Ling Mei was an amateur in love, she had long forgotten the teachings of her mother before she got married, the her now was like that night, bashful and nervous, unfamiliar emotions rushed forth bewildering her, her eyes gradually glossed over.

Wang Yun Feng fixed his eyes on her, seeing her slowly hesitating, helplessly pounding at him, bringing her bliss of the human world, making her heart and body his.

He knew in her memories he was somewhat gentle and elegant. However, that was the Wang Yun Feng from seven years ago, the him right now was senior imperial censor Lord Wang. That bamboo like Wang Yun Feng had long ago been buried by loneliness, the him right now was the ironwood which had broken out of the ground, with the coldness heart, and a wide chest that can contain the person he needed to protect.

He must let her know, Wang Yun Feng has changed, becoming even stronger. He would love her even more, even if they meet with more suffering they would never leave each other.

The `shuffling` disturbance for half the night in that wing of the room finally quietened down.

The sleeping Xia Ling Mei still wore an expression of grievance, Wang Yun Feng in the dark smoothed out the wrinkle in between her eyebrows, he couldn’t help gather her in his embrace, kissing her forehead.

Xia Ling Mei was truly too tired, the exhaustion built up over the years were pulled out by 

Wang Yun Feng’s forceful nature, nearly completely downing her entirely. In his memories, this was the second time she had wept in his embrace, compared to the tearing of the heart and splitting of lungs that night many years before, tonight Xia Ling Mei felt wronged, spoiled like a child, a little bit timid, a little bit satisfied.

Wang Yun Feng pushed aside the strands of hair on her cheeks, he couldn’t help put her hair between his neck, Xia Ling Mei moved a bit, finally settling down.

Noiselessly, Wang Yun Feng smiling unconsciously chuckled.

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T/N: THE HUSBAND HAS MADE A MOVE!!!