Hidden Marriage: Spoiled by the Imperial Commander
Chapter 235: We’re Not Getting Divorced Anymore

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: We’re Not Getting Divorced Anymore

Yan Qianyi was stunned for a moment, she instinctively opened her eyes and saw Mu Yunlie’s captivating eyes.

His eyes were smiling, and his lashes still had droplets on them, his gaze seductive.

Looking into his eyes, her soul seemed to be sucked into them.

Yan Qianyi quickly lowered her head to avoid his gaze, but then she saw him...

Her heart jumped wildly, he really wasn’t wearing a single piece of cloth!

She was so scared that she turned her head to run away, but Mu Yunlie grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

Her body was pressed against the wall.

He cradled her face with one hand, his thumb softly traced the corner of her lips, his eyes intensely fixed on her, "Why don’t we just not get a divorce?"

Yan Qianyi was taken aback, "But... I... Didn’t we already agree on this? How can you suddenly..."

"I heard what you told your brother today."

"What... what did I say?"

"You said that I am not just a husband in name, you said you liked me and wanted to be with me forever."

"That was just to show some affection in front of my brother, I... I said that on purpose."

"But you sounded very serious then."

"It was fake, how would my brother believe it if I didn’t sound serious?"

"It doesn’t matter, I believed it."

Mu Yunlie’s voice was immensely magnetic and pleasing, it tickled her ears as if by magic.

"Then let’s make our marriage real." As he spoke, he lifted her face, ready to kiss her.

Yan Qianyi quickly turned her head away, her breathing erratic, "Don’t! You... you shouldn’t do this."

Mu Yunlie paused for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed, looking at her puzzled, "Do you really not like me even a little?"

Was it all his misconception?

"No! Hurry and put your clothes on, my brother is waiting for us."

Yan Qianyi stuffed the clothes into his arms, turned around, and rushed out of the bathroom to the balcony.

She took several deep breaths of fresh air before she felt a bit calmer, then irritably bit her lip.

This Mu Yunlie was really too much!

He clearly agreed before, yet he came to seduce her; thankfully, she had strong willpower and kept her initial resolve.

Mu Yunlie looked at the clothes in his hand and laughed helplessly.

Was she so persistent about marrying the Commander?

Just because of his high status?

How different was she, then, from those women who schemed to get close to her?

But no matter, there was plenty of time.

Yan Qianyi still stood on the balcony, Mu Yunlie’s voice came from behind, "I’m ready, you can go now."

She didn’t dare to look at him, turned around with her head down, picked up her change of clothes and rushed into the bathroom.

After showering and putting on the dress Andelle had prepared for her, she suddenly realized that she couldn’t possibly wear this court-style corset dress alone.

The lacing at the back, she couldn’t tie it herself.

Wiping the mist from the touchscreen, she pondered what to do.

If she called her sister-in-law for help now, wouldn’t that expose her real marital status with Mu Yunlie?

She tried to reach behind her back again, her arms nearly twisted into a weird shape, but she couldn’t tighten the lacing, let alone tie it.

Outside the washroom, Mu Yunlie had waited for a long time.

Seeing that the sound of water had stopped long ago and Yan Qianyi still hadn’t come out, he walked to the door and gently knocked. "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing!" Yan Qianyi hurriedly said, "I can’t zip up the dress. Can you ask the maid at the door to come in..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Mu Yunlie pushed open the door. "I’ll help you."

Yan Qianyi froze for a moment, and Mu Yunlie had already walked directly behind her.

"Just... just have the maid come in and help me."

"Aren’t you afraid the maid will tell your brother? Between husband and wife, helping with this sort of thing is perfectly normal." Mu Yunlie’s tone was very calm and detached.

He reached out, moving her long hair from her back over her shoulder.

His fingertips unintentionally brushed against the tender skin of her neck.

She shuddered, her cheeks burning hot as if on fire, and she dared not look back at him.

Sensing her discomfort, Mu Yunlie, while tightening the laces of her dress, casually said, "It’s just a back; you see them on billboards everywhere on the streets, nothing to be shy about."

But her back was the most beautiful he had ever seen, surpassing those female celebrities without question.

The spine slightly curved inward, the lines perfectly formed, her delicate skin seemed as if it could be broken by a blow.

Just seeing her back made Mu Yunlie’s breath heat up.

He tried not to let himself wander off in thought, seriously tightening her laces, his fingertips occasionally unintentionally touching her smooth skin.

Finally, the lace was fully tightened, accentuating her slender waist.

He gently tied the ribbon, "Done."

Yan Qianyi slowly exhaled and nodded her head.

Both tried to stay casual, but with the steam filling the washroom, the atmosphere still turned somewhat ambiguous.

She even didn’t dare to look at him through the mirror behind her.

"About just now, pretend that I was drunk. It won’t happen again. Let’s go." Mu Yunlie turned and walked out.

If losing control meant that she would keep her distance from him afterward and even push him away, then next time he would definitely control himself.

Yan Qianyi took a deep breath and followed him out.

Exiting the room, a maid respectfully said, "Her Majesty and His Highness the Prince have been waiting for both of you to dine. Please follow me."

The two followed behind the maid. Noticing that Yan Qianyi didn’t take his arm, Mu Yunlie reached out and hooked his hand around her slender waist.

Through the dress, Yan Qianyi could feel the warmth of his palm.

She shifted uncomfortably, and Mu Yunlie leaned to her ear and whispered softly, "Didn’t you tell your brother that I treat you very well? The play isn’t over yet."

"..." Yan Qianyi felt she had dug a large hole for herself.

Arriving at the dining room, Yan Yao and Andelle were already seated.

As the Morris Empire was a matrilineal monarchy, Andelle sat at the head of the table, with Yan Yao beside her.

As Yan Qianyi and Mu Yunlie were about to bow, Andelle hurriedly said, "We’re all family here, and there are no outsiders, no need for formalities, just relax."

Then standing up and taking a look at Yan Qianyi, she said, "Qianyi, that dress looks really good on you! I have one just like it, only in a different color, but you wear it better than I do."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

"No need to thank me, your brother picked it out. The day the designer brought the dress to the Royal Palace, your brother saw me wearing it and looked good, so he had the designer make another one for you."

"Thank you, brother." Yan Qianyi smiled at Yan Yao.

Yan Yao raised an eyebrow, "You never used to thank me before. Have you grown distant from your brother since you got married?"

"How could I!" Yan Qianyi stepped out from Mu Yunlie’s arms, walked behind Yan Yao, wrapped her arms around his neck, and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Brother is the dearest person to me in this world!"