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Not far away, a gaze of unknown meaning was staring at the two people's tightly clasped hands. Han Yichen didn't even need to look to know that it was Chu Moyuan. He grabbed Yan Jinyuan tighter and raised his hands, looking at Chu Moyuan provocatively.

Yan Jinyuan secretly scolded him for being childish, but she didn't show it on her face. She gave Chu Moyuan a reassured smile in return, so that he wouldn't worry about her.

Little did he know, in Han Yichen's eyes, this scene was a naked show of affection. He tried his best to control his temper and lowered his voice to warn Yan Jinyuan, "Remember your identity."

The sound of grinding teeth seemed to be squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth, but it was unable to quell the anger in his heart.

Yan Jinyuan lowered her eyes and let him hold her hand as she drank her tea. To her surprise, Han Yichen suddenly let go of the restraint on her.

With her freedom, Yan Jinyuan was even more willing to ignore people who made trouble for her without any reason, and just continued to eat.

Suddenly, the emperor's voice came from behind the curtain. He announced, "Since all my loved ones are so bored, why don't we ask the dancers to dance for us?"

No one dared to say no. They all echoed the emperor's words. However, after a while, the dancers stepped forward with light footsteps.

Han Yichen, who was sitting beside Yan Jinyuan, was not looking at the dancer. Instead, his gaze was locked on Yan Jinyuan. When he saw Yan Jinyuan ignoring him, he became angrier.

He was a dignified young master of the Han Family, someone else had always flattered and fawned over him. When had it ever become someone else's turn to despise him?

This woman was even smiling at Chu Moyuan. She had never smiled at him so earnestly before, always being perfunctory and estranged from him.

As a man, he could tell that Chu Moyuan was interested in his wife with a glance. How could he tolerate such a thing happening?

He had to think of a way to prevent them from making contact again.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. There it was.

Yan Jinyuan, who was currently eating, suddenly felt a heavy weight on her shoulders, bringing along the scent of a man, who had gathered enough money, to strike at her face.

Yan Jinyuan's ears reddened. She wanted to push him away, but Han Yichen held her tightly and said weakly: "Let me lean on you for a while, my head is hurting again."

Yan Jinyuan naturally did not believe that a headless person would still be able to exert so much strength. It was already a different story for men and women to try their best to break free from the restraints, but Yan Jinyuan had no choice but to give up. Unexpectedly, she attracted the attention of everyone, and those who were closer to her naturally heard Han Yichen's words clearly.

As the only Young Master of Prime Minister Mansion, there were naturally many people who wanted to curry favor with him. Those officials seized the opportunity to get close to Han Yichen.

Han Yichen tightly leaned on Yan Jinyuan. He ignored these officials and left the mess to Yan Jinyuan.

As Madame Han, Yan Jinyuan could only suppress the anger in her heart. She smiled apologetically as she dismissed the officials, while the person in question pursed his lips and snickered.

After such a commotion, the emperor, who was sitting behind the curtain, naturally knew what had happened. He asked out of concern, "What happened to Young Master Han?"

Hearing this, Han Yichen's face flashed with a smile as if he had gotten what he wanted. He then stood up and respectfully said, "Reporting to the Emperor, this subject, this subject has committed another offense."

"Oh!" At the end, he even pretended to let out a cry of pain, and his entire face was creased. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain.

Seeing this, the emperor didn't allow him to stay any longer to attend the banquet. He instructed the eunuchs beside him, "Since that's the case, let Madame Han carry you to the back hall to rest. Little Li, lead the way for the two of them."

Since the Emperor had spoken, even if Yan Jinyuan was unwilling, she still had to accompany him to the rear hall to rest.

Han Yichen didn't seem to mind at all. His entire body was pressed down on Yan Jinyuan. Yan Jinyuan did her best to quell the anger in her heart. Step by step, she helped him to get to the back of the hall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered, Han Yichen impatiently ordered the palace maid that was standing guard: "You can go now, my wife is here."

The palace maids naturally did not dare to disobey, and they all went out and closed the door. Immediately, only two people remained in the room.

Yan Jinyuan thought he was really sick and wanted to help him rest on the bed. Unexpectedly, Han Yichen suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

Yan Jinyuan endured the discomfort in her heart and looked at Han Yichen coldly, "You're done carrying me? When you're done, please let go. "

Han Yichen didn't want to listen to her. His grip became heavier and heavier, as if he was going to rub Yan Jinyuan into his body. Only then did he feel satisfied.

"Let go." Cold words came out of her mouth, carrying with it an irrepressible anger.

"Let me go, do you hear?" Yan Jinyuan's eyebrows were already covered with frost as she listened to her words.

Han Yichen recalled that smiling face facing Chu Moyuan, but not him. The anger in his heart intensified, not only did he not let go, it even tightened.

Yan Jinyuan struggled, trying to break free, but Han Yichen suddenly let go of her. He turned his hands over her body, forcing Yan Jinyuan to look at him.

Yan Jinyuan opened her eyes in disgust, causing Han Yichen to become even more greedy. Without any explanation, he lowered his head to meet Yan Jinyuan's dark red lips.

Just when it was about to be printed, Yan Jinyuan reflexively used her hand to block and then broke free of Han Yichen's restraints.

The corner of her mouth hooked up into a bloodthirsty smile. No matter how calm Yan Jinyuan was, at this moment, she was panicking. She was afraid that Han Yichen would lose his mind and do something that he shouldn't have done to her, and that would be the end of it.

Han Yichen held her hand and strode towards the bed. Then he flung her fiercely into the bed. The burning pain on her back reminded her of her current situation.

Yan Jinyuan tried her best to get up, but unexpectedly, Han Yichen's whole body was pressing down on her.

"Weren't you smiling at Chu Moyuan just now? What? Is this how you treat your husband? " Han Yichen spoke sarcastically.

Then she pressed her lips against his. Yan Jinyuan turned her head away and said coldly, "So what?"

However, what he did not know was that this increased Han Yichen's anger even more. There was a burning fire in his heart and he wanted to tear the woman in front of him apart.

Han Yichen attacked again. In order to prevent Yan Jinyuan from breaking free, he had already controlled her and made her unable to move.

Just as he was about to kiss it, Jun Luoyu's voice came from outside the door, "How's it going inside? Is Young Master Han okay? "

The palace maid blessed Jun Luoyu and shook her head. "Reporting to the Emperor, Young Master Han ordered us to leave as soon as he came in. As long as Madame Han is here, this servant does not know the actual situation."

Jun Luoyu waved his hand and ordered them to open the door.