4 Times married to my enemy

Chapter 12 : Utterly furious

Chapter Twelve

As soon as Qin Peng left the Wangfu, she immediately got onto the carriage and said, "Hurry and send someone to search along the moat!"

After thinking for a moment, Qin Peng leaned out and said directly, "Give me a team of people; I will go personally!"

"Eh?!" Chun Su was taken aback and quickly advised, "My lord, you can't..."

"Don't say anymore," Qin Peng turned to the coachman, Wei Chun, and said, "Time is of the essence; let's hurry and rescue my uncle."

Wei Chun nodded. After these few days, he had become obedient to this "Madam." He drove the carriage back to the Wei residence, contacted people, and then took everyone from the Wei residence out. Qin Peng followed them, and the group began searching along the riverbank.

At this time, the sky gradually brightened. After searching all night with her servants and finding nothing, she couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. As the sun began to rise, she started to feel drowsy and said to the people beside her, "You all continue searching; I'm going to take a nap. Notify me immediately if there's any news."

Wei Chun nodded, and Qin Peng yawned as she got into the carriage, leaning against Chun Su, swaying as they entered the city.

She was utterly exhausted. Qiu Su prepared water for her, and Qin Peng asked the others to step out, washing up alone in the bath. While washing, she vaguely heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

Qin Peng instantly became alert. In Northern Yan, martial arts were prevalent, and during Jiang Yi's time, she was also a military general. Even though Qin Peng's current body had no foundation, some basic instincts still remained.

Feigning ignorance of the intruder, she calmly got up, put on her robe, and, through the screen, drew out the short sword that she had previously prepared beside the bathtub.

During her years as the Northern Yan princess, she had survived countless assassination attempts, always maintaining a high level of vigilance. After becoming Qin Peng, she immediately had people set up the room according to all the experiences from those years. The room was filled with her weapons and concealed poisons. After dressing, she hid the short sword in her sleeve, feeling no fear.

She didn't plan to alarm the intruder. Since the person had come, she only needed to speak, and they would surely act immediately. So, she pretended to be unaware and walked to the nearest place to drink water. However, the other party seemed to know her intentions. As she walked toward the door, a long silk from the bed curtain suddenly shot out, wrapping around Qin Peng's waist and yanking her onto the bed!

Qin Peng almost instantly drew her short sword, but the person quickly covered her mouth with their hand, pressing down on her while gripping her delicate wrist with the other hand.

At that moment, Qin Peng finally saw the person clearly. He was extremely handsome, his body wet, covered in water plants and mud, as if he had just crawled out of the water.

He had a pair of smiling eyes, and when he looked at Qin Peng, even though he had no particular intention, it seemed to contain a hint of springtime warmth. Qin Peng's sword was pressed against his neck; with just a little more force, it could cut into his flesh.

They maintained this tense posture. The man breathed softly on her face, whispering, "It's been many years since we last met; I didn't know my sister-in-law had improved so much in her skills."

Qin Peng remained silent, staring at the man before her, clearly recognizing him as Wei Yan.

The person she had searched for all night was now waiting for her in her bed!

Qin Peng didn't rush to declare her position, as she instinctively felt something was off about Wei Yan at this moment. He was studying her intently, as if trying to see through every inch of her. He leaned closer, smiling and said, "Sister-in-law, do you recognize me?"

As he spoke, Wei Yan slowly released his grip, and Qin Peng also sheathed her sword. Finally able to speak, she awkwardly turned her face away and said to Wei Yan, "Get up."

Wei Yan chuckled, sitting up straight, but still holding her wrist where she had been holding the sword, with a half-smile, he said, "Could my sister-in-law explain how you became so skilled? I don't recall my sister-in-law ever learning martial arts."

"I learned in secret; do I need to inform you?" Qin Peng coldly scoffed, "Let go!"

"Alright, we won't mention martial arts then. How about you tell me how you transformed from a woman who was kneeling and crying over her widowhood into someone so clever and alert?"

Listening to his words, Qin Peng understood his meaning, but she couldn't help but laugh in anger: "I can't explain; why don't you help me explain?"

Wei Yan didn't respond and instead made a move! Qin Peng sensed his movements, twisting her wrist, the short sword spun in her hand. The other party bent down to dodge, then reached up to intercept her short blade, striking her wrist, a sharp pain shot through her, and the sword fell into his hand. He mercilessly twisted Qin Peng's hand backward and pressed it down onto the bed, saying, "I've never seen a spy with such poor martial skills before."

As he spoke, Wei Yan had already reached to pull off Qin Peng's veil. Upon touching something smooth, he froze.

Qin Peng watched his actions, and her anger cooled. Wei Yan incredulously touched again, and Qin Peng murmured, "Stop touching; it's my real face."

"You've really invested a lot, huh?!"

Wei Yan reacted and then went to pull at Qin Peng's clothing. Qin Peng was completely furious: "What are you doing?!"

Wei Yan laughed coldly, seeing Qin Peng trying to cover up only made him more certain, as he yanked down her clothing and said with a smile, "You probably don't know, but the Fourth Princess has..."

Before he could finish, Wei Yan's expression changed. A plum blossom blooming on the woman's shoulder was alluring against her smooth, fair skin, making one's blood rush.

Qin Peng was both ashamed and furious, turning around and slapping him. Wei Yan was startled and fell off the bed, speechless on the ground, stuttering, "Sister... sister... sister-in-law!"

"Bastard!"

Qin Peng threw a porcelain pillow at the bed, and Wei Yan, scared, quickly knelt down, covering his head, and said, "Sister-in-law, it was my fault; I was reckless..."

The sound of the porcelain pillow shattering startled those outside. Qiu Su quickly asked, "My lord?"

"Nothing's wrong!"

Qin Peng suppressed the sob in her voice and said to the people outside, "Don't come in; I'm just feeling upset!"

"Oh..."

The maid outside felt helpless, thinking that her lord's temper was getting worse and worse.

Meanwhile, Qin Peng sat on the bed, utterly furious.

Having lived for so many years, she had always been the one teasing others. Being bullied like this was a first, especially since this person was someone she had gone to great lengths to help; she felt extremely wronged.

Sitting on the bed, panting, she regained her composure. Wei Yan cautiously raised his head and saw Qin Peng still disheveled. He softly said, "Sister-in-law, your clothes..."

As soon as Qin Peng heard him speak, she was so angry that she grabbed a cup beside her and smashed it!

She didn't dare to alert those outside, as she and her brother-in-law were in disarray on the bed, and it would be hard to explain if anyone saw them.

But this humiliation was truly stifling. She wanted to hit the person in front of her, yet she would soon have to rely on him.

The more she thought, the angrier she became, her eyes reddening as she felt like crying. Wei Yan quietly observed her, and upon seeing Qin Peng cry, he panicked and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be angry. If there's anything, come to me; it's my fault. I was chased as soon as I came back, and I was a bit suspicious. Seeing my sister-in-law so different from before, and having seen too many spies in my daily life, I..."

"Stop talking."

Qin Peng took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and decided to swallow this grievance.

She pulled up her clothing, took a long time to calm down, and finally opened her eyes, saying, "Now, tell me how you managed to come back."

Seeing Qin Peng's emotions stabilize, Wei Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had always been most afraid of women crying, and this sister-in-law was the one who cried the hardest. Tears fell like they were free; he felt he owed Qin Peng so much, and now encountering this situation, if Qin Peng were to stab him, he would feel it was deserved.

He cautiously observed Qin Peng, and when he saw she remained silent, he said coldly, "Why aren't you speaking?"

"Um, sister-in-law..." Wei Yan cautiously smiled, "Can I stand and talk?"

Give me some dignity.

Upon hearing this, Qin Peng finally realized that Wei Yan had been kneeling with his head covered while she was smashing things at him.

She didn't know why, but she found it somewhat amusing, and her earlier anger suddenly dissipated.

She couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of her mouth, but still tried to maintain a serious expression: "If my uncle doesn't want to kneel, then don't kneel. After all, my uncle hasn't done anything wrong..."

"Don't!" Wei Yan's head started to ache at her words, and he raised his hand in pain, "If I kneel and talk, we can have a good conversation; don't push me."