Hidden Marriage: Spoiled by the Imperial Commander
Chapter 423: You Don’t Hate Me?

Chapter 423: Chapter 423: You Don’t Hate Me?

"A Lie, be good, close your eyes, and sleep well."

"No, I want to keep watching you."

Mu Yunlie wanted to keep watching Yan Qianyi.

Until the end of time.

But for some reason, his eyelids became so, so heavy.

His eyes would partially close then snap open just as they were about to shut completely.

Yan Qianyi was amused by his stubbornness.

"Go to sleep, I won’t leave; you’ll still see me when you wake up."

"I... I still have something to say," Mu Yunlie’s voice grew softer, muttering something incomprehensible.

Yan Qianyi leaned in to hear him better.

"I still want to explain to my wife... tonight... I didn’t get intimate with Nuannuan... She and the little aunt are too wicked, I... am very angry..."

"That time... I didn’t answer your voice message because I was afraid... afraid you’d hear Nuannuan’s voice and get angry..."

Seeing him fighting sleepiness made Yan Qianyi feel both amused and heartbroken.

"Shh... stop talking." Her finger gently pressed against Mu Yunlie’s lips, "No need to explain, I believe you."

It was because she believed him that she wasn’t fooled by Mu Huaner’s scheme.

Mu Yunlie’s willpower was really strong; anyone else jabbed with that needle would have passed out immediately.

But he had held on for so long.

It was also because of his strong willpower that he resisted the temptation of the drug and didn’t touch Ning Nuan tonight.

She understood it was also because he loved her.

Mu Yunlie felt the warmth of her finger on his lips, smiled happily, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yan Qianyi gently kissed his majestic forehead and then treated the wound on the back of his hand.

After applying the medicine and re-bandaging it, she lay down in bed, snuggled up beside him, and closed her eyes.

It had been a long time since they had slept together.

Breathing in his familiar scent, Yan Qianyi soon fell asleep as well.

The next morning, Yan Qianyi was awakened by kisses.

At first, she thought she was dreaming.

When she groggily opened her eyes and saw Mu Yunlie’s handsome face so close, she came to her senses, realizing it wasn’t a dream, and suddenly froze.

Mu Yunlie was kissing her passionately.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw her beside him in the morning, he felt a moment of bewilderment, as if he was hallucinating.

Only when he touched her skin and felt her warmth did he believe it was real.

Having not been this close for a long time, Yan Qianyi, like a touch-me-not, curled up, trying to escape.

He pinned her hands above her head, their fingers intertwined.

"Be careful of the wounds on your hands..."

"Don’t move..."

Suddenly, an untimely knock on the door interrupted them.

Aunt Xue’s voice came from outside: "Son-in-law, Miss Mu Huaner is here, saying she wants to see you."

Hearing this, Mu Yunlie’s brow furrowed.

Suddenly recalling the events of the previous night, a fire of anger ignited.

He gently kissed Yan Qianyi’s cheek and let her go, "I’ll go see her."

Yan Qianyi quickly said, "Ah Lie, let me tell you something first."

Mu Huaner daring to come see Ah Lie today must mean she had decided to tell Ah Lie about the medical incident from years ago.

When she left the club last night, Mu Huaner also adamantly stated she would make Ah Lie leave her.

Mu Yunlie slipped on his robe and sat back down by the bed. "Alright, let’s not worry about her for now, you tell me."

Yan Qianyi bit her lip, suddenly unsure of how to begin.

Mu Yunlie said, "I’m very sorry about last night. I meant to come back earlier..."

"It’s okay," Yan Qianyi smiled, "You’ve already explained last night."

Seeing the smile on her face, Mu Yunlie breathed a sigh of relief inside. Thankfully, he hadn’t made a big mistake last night.

After pondering for a moment, Yan Qianyi finally spoke up, "What I want to tell you about, is about your father."

Mu Yunlie was taken aback, a sudden bad feeling rising in his heart.

He had been mentally prepared since yesterday. No matter how terrible the thing she was about to tell him was, he had to face it with a smile, determined not to make her angry again.

But he hadn’t expected it to be about his father.

Yet his father had been dead for over a decade.

Back then, Yan Qianyi was only two or three years old. How could she have anything to do with his father?

Mu Yunlie still maintained a composed face and nodded slightly, "Okay, go ahead."

Yan Qianyi said, "When your father fell from the building, he was rushed to our family’s hospital for emergency treatment, and the doctor who tried to save him was my mother."

Mu Yunlie just couldn’t stay calm anymore, his brows wrinkling in disbelief.

Seeing his reaction, Yan Qianyi asked, "Don’t you know which hospital your father was taken to for emergency treatment?"

Mu Yunlie shook his head, "I was at the Nangong Family that day. By the time I came back, he had already... It doesn’t matter. Continue."

He looked at Yan Qianyi, a hint of unease flickering in his eyes.

Yan Qianyi continued, "While learning about the events of my mother’s life, I found records in the hospital that showed your father had a sudden complication and bled profusely during the rescue process..."

The color on Mu Yunlie’s face gradually darkened, "So... was it a medical accident?"

His parents and younger brother were the untouchable wounds in his heart.

Mentioning them now, and the fact that it involved Qianyi’s mother, Mu Yunlie suddenly felt a suffocating pressure, taking a breath.

Just as Yan Qianyi was about to continue, Mu Yunlie spoke first.

He asked, "Is it because of this that you wanted to break up with me before?"

Yan Qianyi pursed her lips, giving no response.

Yes, but not entirely.

The main reason was that she wanted to avenge her mother.

As Yan Qianyi was thinking of what to say, Mu Yunlie took her hand.

"Your mother wasn’t a deity, and not every operation in the world can be completed successfully and smoothly. Even if it really was her fault, it has nothing to do with you. You were only two or three years old at the time."

Yan Qianyi was shocked, "You... You don’t hate me?"

She didn’t expect Mu Yunlie to have such a reaction!

With a resigned and affectionate look in his eyes, Mu Yunlie said, "I’m certainly sad, but I don’t blame you, and you shouldn’t feel guilty about it either."

Tears welled up in Yan Qianyi’s eyes, "Ah Lie, thank you... but it wasn’t really a medical accident that year."

Thank goodness it wasn’t her mother’s fault; otherwise, with Mu Yunlie loving her so much, she would have felt even more guilty and remorseful.

Mu Yunlie asked, "What do you mean?"

"I found the nurse from that time and recorded a conversation with her. Listen to this first."

Yan Qianyi played the recording for Mu Yunlie.

Listening to it, Mu Yunlie’s expression became increasingly grim.

What Yan Qianyi could think of, he had naturally considered too.

When the recording was over, Yan Qianyi saw Mu Yunlie clenching his fists so tightly that blood began to seep out of the bandage wrapped around his hand.

"You’ve reopened your wound!" She gently pried open Mu Yunlie’s hand, her voice filled with concern, "Please, let go!"

Under Yan Qianyi’s soothing words, Mu Yunlie slowly relaxed his clenched fist.

Yan Qianyi said, "But this is just the one-sided statement of that nurse; the truth may not be as we have guessed."