Young widow in her boudoir

His fingers were still pressed against that thin layer of underwear.

Pei Zhiheng knew she was lying.

Xie Rutang knew that he had seen through her pretense of being asleep. She fluttered her butterfly-like eyelashes and opened her eyes shyly.

At night, all that could be seen was a broad and muscular silhouette on her bed, and Xie Rutang's face flushed even redder.

I couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She never expected that Pei Zhiheng would become interested again in the middle of the night and that he would discover it.

Pei Zhiheng frowned, his gaze sweeping heavily across her face, perhaps displeased. Wasn't she the one who said she wanted to borrow a seed?

Indeed, he held a high position and wielded great power, commanding influence in both the Pei and Shen families. How could he allow others to deceive him? It seemed that very few people in his life would dare to do such a thing.

Xie Rutang didn't know how to explain it either.

Pei Zhiheng frowned, wondering if she had dampened his spirits. He couldn't very well say that he was being disliked by a woman who had been married before.

The sash had been undone at some point, and her clothes had been stripped off by him. The imposing Master Pei sat on her widow's bed.

Seeing Xie Rutang cover her straight legs with the blankets, obscuring the large expanse of snow-white skin, which was flushed with a light pink from passion.

Pei Zhiheng remained unmoved, showing no intention of retreating. Born into a noble family, how could he possibly have such thoughts?

If this were to spread, he would only become a laughingstock. Could it be that he couldn't even conquer a widow?

He pursed his lips. It was she who had deliberately barged into his study in thin clothes back then, and now she was pretending to be reserved. His eyes turned extremely dark.

Pei Zhiheng frowned, his gaze colder and sharper than a blade, his eyes devoid of any lust. "I agreed to lend you my seed to the old lady. If she hadn't begged me, I wouldn't have agreed in the first place. I have no desire for you; I only want to finish this task quickly."

"You don't need to feel embarrassed. The union of men and women is a natural and common thing, neither shameful nor dirty. As a woman, you shouldn't look at us with strange eyes."

At that moment, the man seemed like a sage sitting on a high platform. Listening to the sage's teachings he recited, Xie Rutang felt so ashamed that she wanted to bury her head in the ground.

Perhaps she's thinking dirty thoughts.

But it could also be her past experiences that make it difficult for her to have this kind of thing happen with Pei Zhiheng.

Pei Zhiheng knew perfectly well how she had seduced Shen Yuan; he had seen it all.

She fell into the water on the mountain and he was the one who saved her, but she turned around and threw herself into Shen Yuan's arms, simply because she liked Shen Yuan and admired the paintings by Yuan Lang.

Strangely enough, Pei Zhiheng didn't expose her.

After she married into the Shen family, Pei Zhiheng was very cold and never mentioned the matter of saving her. At that time, she was uneasy and puzzled.

But later Xie Rutang realized that Pei Zhiheng had probably long forgotten that he had rescued her from the river on the mountain. As the eldest grandson of a prominent family, he was extraordinary and would not remember such an insignificant woman as her.

Pei Zhiheng had long forgotten her; she was no longer someone he cared about...

It was inconspicuous, so he had no recollection of it.

Pei Zhiheng stared coldly at her beautiful body, which she could not hide no matter what, in the night.

He felt sorry for this woman who had lost her husband so early. His flat voice remained unchanged as he said calmly, "You should have children early, so that you can have a posthumous child and establish yourself in the Shen family."

Xie Rutang knelt before him as if being trained.

Soft strands of hair fell beside her fair temples. "Yes..."

"I have learned a lot."

Xie Rutang lay flat on the bed again, behaving properly.

She was also worried that her sex life with Pei Zhiheng would not go smoothly. Her period had been delayed for several days since her last period, and the previous time with Shen Shuming had also not gone well. It was already July.

If she doesn't get pregnant soon, and time drags on, it will be illegitimate to say that she is Shen Yuan's "posthumous child," and no one will believe it.

Furthermore, if she doesn't have a satisfactory sexual encounter tonight, the old lady will be dissatisfied and will definitely lash out again, and she won't get away with it either. This would not only offend the old lady but also cause Pei Zhiheng's attitude towards her to change.

The man's shadow loomed over them again.

He said, "Relax."

No matter how deeply she breathed, her body remained stiff, and the man's hot breath sprayed onto her skin.

Looking at her underwear.

Pei Zhiheng swallowed hard. "Take it off, it's in the way."

Xie Rutang originally wanted to take it off himself, but as the Second Master Pei, he certainly couldn't do such a thing by himself; it would be against the rules.

Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, the man deftly removed her clothes with his fingers.

What happened next made Xie Rutang feel dizzy, and a strange scent suddenly invaded her mouth.

Spring curtains hang low.

The man, having fought his way across the battlefield, finally arrived in the enemy's territory. Although he was a civil official, he had practiced martial arts for many years and possessed the ruggedness of a military officer who conquered new territories. His usual elegance was nowhere to be seen.

Xie Rutang, being a woman, tried with Shen Yuan, but both attempts were ultimately interrupted, meaning they failed.

Every time they reached the final step, Shen Yuan would hug her, his face covered in sweat, and his skin would caress every part of her body.

He kissed her lightly or heavily, saying he liked her so much that he couldn't bear to touch her, much less hurt her. He said she was still young and they could sleep together later. This dragged on for a whole year without them having sex.

The young man did not covet her body, and even Xie Rutang couldn't figure out why.

In the end, the two of them finished quickly in bed. Shen Yuan held her as they fell asleep that night, his breath close to hers, including his entire body.

Xie Rutang felt a deep emptiness inside, as if Shen Yuan was hiding something important from her.

Therefore, Xie Rutang was quite experienced, at least more so than Pei Zhiheng. She also knew... how to make sex go smoothly.

Xie Rutang's cheeks were flushed, like peach blossoms trembling on spring branches, which would be blown to the ground by a strong wind.

Unfortunately, before she could even realize what was happening, it all ended so abruptly.

It was extremely quiet around us.

Xie Rutang could hear his own breathing.

She thought for a moment, intending to comfort him and tell him that things were already quite good. After all, most men are as impulsive as young boys.

Unfortunately, the man was simply too strong and naturally gifted.

It was an extremely unfamiliar feeling. Xie Rutang gripped the bedding with her fingers, her nails digging deep into the silk.

But Pei Zhiheng was completely unaware that she was as immature as a summer fruit, and once such a thing happened, she would crave it.

Xie Rutang bit her lip, subconsciously trying to suppress her undignified voice. If he were Shen Yuan, she would have responded softly, but Pei Zhiheng was not, and the two had no marital affection.

The man's forehead was already slightly sweaty.

Pei Zhiheng was lying above her, his noble features close at hand, his eyes reflecting her face like a deep, cold pool.

Xie Rutang only vaguely heard that cold voice whisper in her ear as he was working on her body, "Rutang, I'll give you a child."

She felt her consciousness suddenly dissipate in her mind, turning into a white mist.