Marry Me Quick

Chapter 553

Ziyue returned to Muchen's side, but her mind was doubtful as she watched Muchen's ongoing chess match with

Yuchuan.

Detecting her presence, Muchen glanced at her before returning to his chess match but immediately reached for

her hand. Muchen was startled when he realized her hands were icy cold and quickly turned to her, his eyes

questioning.

Ziyue, on the other hand, felt her heart settle when Muchen reached for her hand. When Muchen turned towards

her, she smiled, but the shock from meeting with Enyang tainted her joy.

Now that he realized his lover was troubled, Muchen felt his patience with Yuchuan evaporated. Frowning, he

continued his mental battle with Yuchuan with the intention of ending the match quickly. The weary struggle wore

on for half an hour, with Muchen winning by the skin of his teeth.

Yuchuan nearly growled with displeasure, but Muchen interrupted him by getting to his feet. "Rest well. We need to

go."

The older man nodded, then sipped his tea to prolong the awkward silence before finally permitting them to leave.

"Qin Zheng, send them out."

"Yes, sir!"

Without waiting for Muchen to leave, Yuchuan stood up and left the room, seemingly tired of engaging with

Muchen.

Ziyue watched the older man stroll out of the room before turning to Muchen with a raised brow.

Instead of replying to her, Muchen followed the butler out of the room, his grasp on Ziyue's hand never wavering.

They walked in silence until the couple entered their car. "What happened?" Muchen prompted.

"I met Enyang. She seemed concerned that she did not make her point before this. She told me she was strolling in

the castle garden when she heard his voice. Despite the bad lighting, she was sure that it was him."

"Did he see you?"

Ziyue shook her head.

Muchen sighed and stared into the distance. Ziyue could almost hear the cogs in his head turning despite not

knowing what was going through his mind. The couple simmered in silence the whole journey back home.

Once they entered their home, Muchen turned to Ziyue. "Rest, my dear. I'm going to meet Nan Chuan. But I'll be

back soon."

Ziyue nodded and watched Muchen walk away from her before going to the bedroom. She cleaned up to go to bed,

but Muchen's absence and her memories kept her awake.

Images of Enyang, Yuchuan, Muchen, and finally, Mogwin Castle flitted through her mind. Mogwin Castle was an

impenetrable fortress, yet Enyang could break in with her men. Since she mentioned Lagos, her presence in

Mogwin must be somehow related to Lagos.

I wonder if they have a vendetta against someone from the Mogwin family. Perhaps they want to cooperate with

them...

The door creaked as Muchen entered the room.

Ziyue rolled onto her side. "You're back!"

Her eyes glinted in excitement, waiting for him to share what had happened in his meeting with Nan Chuan. She

was confident that he had come up with a plan because the first thing he did when coming back was to meet Nan

Chuan, which usually meant that he had instructions for him.

Muchen observed his wife, whose fair skin seemed to glow under the soft light, and grinned at her lovingly. "What a

lovely surprise to see you all clean and waiting for me on the bed."

Ziyue frowned at Muchen.

Walking to the bed, Muchen leaned down and gave her a peck on her lips. "I'll tell you after my shower."

Ziyue was going to refute when Muchen wrapped her hands in his.

"It'll be okay; wait for me." Muchen purred as he smiled at his wife and quickly escaped to the bathroom.

Ziyue, momentarily distracted by Muchen, realized that Muchen had tricked her. Grabbing a pillow, she threw it at

his back, but to her surprise, Muchen spun around and grabbed the pillow mid-air.

"I told you to wait a little while, don't be upset..." He said with a mischievous pout.

Ziyue watched the usually stoic Muchen wink at her, making him look much younger and more innocent than usual.

Ziyue felt angry, but it was not because she could not wait.

Muchen was used to making fun of her, but he knew she wanted to ask about Enyang's appearance in Modwig

Castle. However, he avoided her questions because he did not want to tell her. He would never lie – he would only

hide the truth from her.

She knew him and his methods. Hence, she would only be upset because he would try to hide the truth.

Instead of lashing out, Muchen returned the pillow to the bed patiently before going back to the bathroom.

By the time he was done cleaning up, Ziyue was lying on her side of the bed but facing away from the side that he

usually slept in.

He crawled into bed, grinning, snuggling up to her with an arm over her hip.

Muchen sensed a slight reaction. "Let me go; it's too warm," Ziyue mumbled, trying to make it sound like she was

asleep.

She moved Muchen's hand away, but he was not ready to let her go. He burrowed his other hand under her body

and embraced her.

"Why isn't anything happening yet?" Muchen whispered into her ear as he patted her flat abdomen.

Ziyue wiggled around to free herself but to no avail. "I'm not a machine – I can't make children like a factory."

"Why not? We're healthy." He licked her earlobe before pulling it into his mouth in a sucking motion, drawing a gasp

from her. "I've been diligently sowing my seeds, haven't I?"

Muchen's breathy voice made Ziyue's face burn up. "Did you think you could distract me from Enyang by tempting

me? You must think I'm a fool!" Ziyue aimed a kick at his shins under the blankets.

Despite trying her best to struggle out of his arms, Ziyue failed to set herself free.

Muchen merely tightened his grip and nuzzled his face into the back of her head. "We can talk about Enyang later,

but now, we need to do some bedtime exercise."

Ziyue was momentarily tempted by Muchen's promise of a future discussion about Enyang. Sensing her waver,

Muchen attacked with fervor.