Chapter 210: Senior Brother, 69
On a chilly winter night, the warm glow of a candle cast a soft light on Yun Yiyi’s face, resembling a jade-like glow, and brought warmth to the dark room.
Yun Yiyi still wore her usual enigmatic smile, leaving Ye Anping unable to decipher her thoughts.
Swish—
It seemed the window wasn’t shut tight and had been blown open by a gentle breeze. Ye Anping glanced over and walked over to close the window, securing it shut.
Finally, Yun Yiyi spoke up, addressing him, “Young Master Ye…”
“Yeah,” He responded.
Yun Yiyi, visibly upset, tapped the table and furrowed her brow, reprimanding, “Do you realize how worried I was when I couldn’t find you in the house? I asked several mansion guards, but none saw you leave. I feared something had happened. If you had been any later, I might have sounded the morning bell and gathered all the disciples to search for you.”
Admitting fault, Ye Anping quickly bowed his head and apologised, “I’m truly sorry for causing you to worry. I assure you it won’t happen again.”
Seeing his sincere apology, Yun Yiyi’s heart finally settled. She then noticed a mulberry leaf stuck to the corner of Ye Anping’s clothes. The only places where mulberry trees grew were Zhongfeng and Xiri Peak. It was no surprise Ye Anping had gone to see his junior sister.
Although she understood Ye Anping meeting his junior sister, Yun Yiyi was still upset. He should have informed her beforehand, even leaving a note.
While angry, she knew it wasn’t productive to vent her frustrations randomly. Understanding and mutual consideration are vital in a relationship.
Yun Yiyi wanted Ye Anping to understand she wasn’t petty. She was gentle, understanding, and considerate. Standing up, she approached Ye Anping, brushing off the dust and leaf from his clothes. She whispered, “In the future, if you’re going out, at least let me know, okay? Am I not your fiance? After we marry, I’ll be yours completely. Do you still doubt me? Remember, you can always talk to me. If I do something wrong, just tell me. I can’t improve if you don’t communicate.”
Ye Anping smiled wryly, acknowledging her words. Glancing at the moonlight through the paper window, he suggested, “It’s late. Let me walk you back to your room. You can get some rest. We have a lot of chores to attend to tomorrow, don’t we?”
Yun Yiyi narrowed her eyes at him, looking somewhat resentful.
“Are you so eager to drive me away?” Yun Yiyi chuckled, shook her head, and unbuttoned Ye Anping’s coat, jokingly saying, “Alright, let your fiance help you change. I must watch you tonight, or you’ll wander off again.”
Ye Anping hesitated momentarily, glancing at the bed, where he noticed an extra pillow. Yun Yiyi had planned to spend the night there.
“Miss Yun, isn’t this improper? I haven’t been formally welcomed into the Yun family yet,” Ye Anping remarked.
Hmph, you’re pretending to be proper, but your face shows otherwise. You probably can’t wait to get me into bed and undress me, Yun Yiyi thought while her expression remained composed. She decided to play along,
“It’s fine. If you feel uncomfortable, we can sleep head-to-toe.”
Before Ye Anping could respond, Yun Yiyi took off his coat and hung it up, then positioned herself on the bed with her pillow at the opposite end. She then sat down, removed her embroidered shoes, and lay down.
Turning to Ye Anping, she teased, “Do I need to warm up your side of the bed for you to join me?”
Feeling somewhat resigned, Ye Anping approached the bed, took off his shoes and socks, pulled up the quilt, and laid down, covering himself.
“Get some rest,” He muttered.
As he spoke, Ye Anping suddenly felt Yun Yiyi’s hand touch the instep of his foot, almost causing him to kick her in the face in surprise.
Yun Yiyi’s voice came from the other side of the bed,
“Young Master Ye, your feet are freezing.”
“I just came back from outside…”
?
Something warm rested on the instep of Ye Anping’s right foot, startling him into silence.
Ye Anping quickly pulled away the covers and glanced down to see Yun Yiyi gently resting her cheek on his instep as if she were a slave who had been defiled by him but couldn’t bear to leave him.
A scene flashed through Ye Anping’s mind – he was sitting on a grand throne, with countless courtiers below, while Yun Yiyi sat at his feet, fawning over him, telling others she belonged to Ye Anping…
Ye Anping instantly felt Yun Yiyi arousing his desire to conquer as a man, his head slightly feverish, but fortunately, Feng Yudie’s presence prevented him from losing his sanity.
Seeing Ye Anping pull back the covers and look over, Yun Yiyi felt a bit shy and said with a blush,
“Is it abnormal for a fiance to warm his feet?”
“Is it normal?…” Ye Anping paused momentarily and asked, “…Miss Yun, don’t you find this inappropriate?”
“Is it abnormal?…” Ye Anping paused momentarily and asked, “…Miss Yun, don’t you find this inappropriate?”
“Young Master Ye, do you have any foot ailments? You’re clean, so what’s inappropriate?”
“…”
“Ah…” Yun Yiyi looked at Ye Anping’s silence and felt embarrassed, whispering, “Forgive me if I’ve upset you, Young Master Ye. Is this behaviour inappropriate to you?”
“… …”
Yun Yiyi hesitated, straightened up, moved her face away from his foot, and used her hands to cover his feet, saying shyly,
“Is this more acceptable?”
Ye Anping held his breath, responding somewhat awkwardly,
“Miss Yun, I’m a bit shocked. With your noble status, how can you do such things? Besides, I’m marrying into the Yun family. I’m just a son-in-law. According to etiquette, if we must warm our feet, I should use my face to warm yours.”
“Ah…”
Yun Yiyi listened and fell silent for a moment, then quickly replied,
“Young Master Ye, you need not worry about being a son-in-law. Perhaps to the elders of the Sword Sect and the Yun family, you are the Yun family’s son-in-law, but to me, you are my future husband. And I did this willingly. Young Master Ye, you need not worry about my thoughts… If you like it, being a bit stricter with me in private… might not be a bad idea…”
Stricter!
Was the daughter of the Sword Sect a bit of a masochist in private?
Ye Anping was momentarily speechless. While he had sensed that Yun Yiyi was somewhat different from the young lady he knew, he hadn’t expected this.
“Miss Yun…”
“Ah…” Seeing Ye Anping’s furrowed brow, Yun Yiyi was startled, retracting her hand and asking cautiously, “Have I upset you, Young Master Ye?”
Her tone sounded on the verge of tears.
Ye Anping was silent for a moment before replying,
“Miss Yun, I’m not upset, just slightly shocked. I didn’t expect that beneath your serene exterior, you would…”
“Everyone has some strange quirks. Glamorous and chaotic appearances can exist in the same person,” Yun Yiyi answered softly, averting her gaze. “I have aspects that I’ve never shown to others… People usually see me as a graceful woman, but I also have some peculiar preferences… like…”
“I understand.”
“You understand? Then…” Yun Yiyi paused, then asked, “May I ask, does Young Master Ye have any strange quirks?”
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69 😏