How could someone be unhappy living in a matriarchal society?

Chapter 133 Chu Ci Family Letters

However, despite their deep reluctance, the two ultimately faced the fate of separation.

Chu Ci knew that when he parted from Shi An the next day, the pain would surge like a tidal wave.

To prevent this pain from weighing too heavily on Shi An's heart, Chu Ci decided to use a special way to make this night an eternal memory in their hearts.

All night long, Chu Ci tormented Shi An in bed.

Their feelings for each other burned like a raging fire, growing ever stronger.

In the heat of their passion, Shi An couldn't help but wrap his arms tightly around Chu Ci's neck and kiss her passionately and unrestrainedly.

It was as if he wanted to dedicate his whole being to his beloved wife through this passionate kiss.

Chu Ci's hand, like a nimble snake, slowly slid down Shi An's neck, gently caressing his buttocks.

Then, she effortlessly lifted Shi An into her arms.

At the same time, Chu Ci gently bit Shi An's neck a few times.

This sudden action caused Shi An's body to tremble involuntarily, and a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout his body.

"My wife, don't leave me..."

Shi An murmured, her voice filled with pleading and reluctance.

"My lady, please don't go."

He repeated the sentence again, his tone becoming increasingly earnest.

Faced with Shi An's heartfelt call, Chu Ci was almost moved.

She even began to consider whether she should petition the court to allow her to remain in Kyoto and no longer be separated from her lover.

However, to exonerate the Shi family, she needed greater power.

In the end, Chu Ci could only sigh helplessly and continue to fuss over Shi An Lai with even more dedication until the east turned white and dawn broke.

Shi An slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, the sun was already setting outside the window, and the orange-red afterglow shone through the window lattice onto the bed.

The embroidery workshop gave everyone the day off, so he wasn't in a hurry to get up. Instead, he lay listlessly on the soft bed, unsure of what to do.

After a short while, Shi An slowly sat up, and as he moved, the brocade quilt that had been covering him quietly slipped off.

Suddenly, his smooth, jade-like back was completely exposed to the air.

Her fair skin was covered with countless red hickeys, like blooming red plum blossoms, delicate and beautiful.

On both sides of the waist, faint marks left by a pair of palms pressing down are clearly visible.

It goes without saying that these are all traces left by the Chu Ci (Songs of Chu).

Shi An knew perfectly well that he felt refreshed because Chu Ci had carefully cleaned and groomed him afterward.

So he hastily threw on a few clothes, not even bothering to put on an outer garment, and hurriedly got out of bed to search for that familiar figure all over the house.

However, he searched almost every room and every corner, but still could not find any trace of Chu Ci.

As a result, Shi An's heart sank, and an indescribable sense of loss welled up inside her.

Unbeknownst to him, a crystal tear slid down his handsome cheek, silently dripping onto the cold snow, instantly merging into it and disappearing without a trace.

"My lady... you've abandoned me to go to the border. How am I supposed to go on living like this..."

He murmured to himself, his voice filled with endless sorrow and desolation.

General Yuchi led a mighty army of 300,000 men, like a surging torrent, rapidly advancing along winding roads towards the border to support the local government in resisting foreign invasion.

In this large procession, Chu Ci rode a fine horse, looking dashing and heroic as he walked alongside Zhao Yi.

They had been riding continuously for four hours without stopping for a moment.

Chu Ci pondered to herself, knowing full well that Shi An would feel incredibly lonely and sad if she were no longer by Shi An's side.

Therefore, before leaving, she specially selected a carrier pigeon from the army that had been carefully trained, intending to send letters to Shi An, who was far away, every day, so as to comfort their longing for each other.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was the next morning.

As dawn broke, sunlight shone through the thin clouds onto the earth.

A snow-white carrier pigeon fluttered its wings and landed lightly on the windowsill of Shi An's bedroom.

Its small, delicate head looked around, and then it began to gently tap on the window frame with its pointed beak.

Shi An, who was still sound asleep, was awakened by the noise and felt dizzy and weak all over.

He struggled to his feet and staggered to the window, where he immediately spotted the carrier pigeon perched on the windowsill.

At first, Shi An was a little puzzled, but when he noticed the letter tied to the carrier pigeon's leg, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Shi An eagerly reached out and carefully untied the letter.

When she saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope, tears welled up in her eyes instantly, blurring her vision.

"Master Wife...Master Wife..."

He murmured softly, as if he could feel Chu Ci's deep concern and love for him through these words.

"I knew you wouldn't forget me..."

Shi An gripped the letter tightly in her hand, letting her tears flow freely.

And the heart, tormented by longing, found some solace at this moment.

[To My Dear Husband: Good morning. As you unfold this letter, a new day must be dawning. I should have arrived safely in Bianzhou by now, and according to the itinerary, I will reach that distant borderland in a few days. I imagine this letter arrives at the break of dawn. My dear husband, please be good and don't be overly saddened by my departure. Every morning after you rise, remember to enjoy a hearty breakfast. Why not go to the steamed bun shop we used to frequent together, savor the delicious buns, and have a bowl of steaming hot soup? Although there is no one else by your side in the capital for the time being, I have already sent messages to Song Yin and my teacher, asking them to visit and care for you often. If the longing for you is too much to bear and causes you great suffering, then perhaps take on some fine embroidery to pass the time.] You should know that no matter when or where, my heart is always with you; my longing and yearning for you have never ceased for a moment.