The Yandere Queen's Manual for Training Her Wife - Chapter 58
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Qin Yan reached out and lifted her, sitting her on her lap. Her fingers threaded through the red ropes and gently hooked them, causing the little bells to jingle.
She nodded, clearly pleased with her handiwork. “It’s my first time playing with this. I thought tying it up would be troublesome, but it’s actually not that hard.”
Xia Mingtang: ?
Was the focus now to praise your skills?
“Quickly let me go… hmm~”
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Of course, Qin Yan wasn’t about to release her so easily. She held the bound figure in her arms and turned to face the full-length mirror in the tent.
With one hand she restrained Xia Mingtang’s waist, the other hooked under her chin, forcing her to look up. “Pretty, isn’t it?”
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But Qin Yan didn’t allow her to get her way; she casually tugged on one end of the rope.
“Ah~”
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“Just at the beginning, and you’re already like this?”
What?! This is only the beginning?
Losing control of her own body, Xia Mingtang began to feel fear. Her head brushed against Qin Yan’s cheek as she coquettishly pleaded.
“Qin Yan… Sister, please untie me, can we just do things normally?”
Seeing her little fox so submissive and soft was rare, and Qin Yan’s mind stirred. Her fingers climbed along the edge of the red rope.
Thinking her gentle approach would work, Xia Mingtang shrank into Qin Yan’s arms, making soft, coaxing sounds.
Qin Yan’s fingers threaded through the ropes several times, yet half a while passed without the ropes being untied.
Xia Mingtang looked up at her, her tear-drenched eyes full of confusion.
“You’re so good, Tangtang. Later, you must stay this obedient.” Qin Yan lowered her head and left a kiss on her soft pink lips, speaking in a gentle, soothing voice.
Meanwhile, she retrieved a small box from beside her, taking out a pair of pink clips adorned with butterflies…
Xia Mingtang: !
Now there’s more punishment?!
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Qin Yan rested her chin on Xia Mingtang’s delicate shoulder, her reddened eyes fixed on the reflection of the person in her arms losing control, a satisfaction she had never felt before rising in her chest.
At this moment, the person in her arms belonged truly, completely, and solely to her.
After the first wave of release, Qin Yan “mercifully” turned off the vibration, gently licking the tears from the face of the person in her arms.
Xia Mingtang, dazed, leaned into Qin Yan’s embrace. She had just cried her heart out and no longer had the strength to curse.
In the bright full-length mirror, the two of them were intimately reflected.
One was neatly dressed, exuding grace and elegance, looking flawless, yet those reddened eyes hid deep desire.
The other’s skin was whiter than snow, wrapped in red ropes, like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.
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Upon opening her eyes, Xia Mingtang saw herself in such disarray, and her tears flowed even harder.
Yet her disheveled appearance did not soften the person behind her; instead, it awakened the hidden, dark side within her.
A desire to torment her, to dirty her completely, to push her to the point of total loss of control, crying and begging…
Indeed, Xia Mingtang was right—she really was perverse.
“Tangtang, so cute. I really like you.”
Qin Yan gently placed the person in her arms onto the sleeping bag, untying the restraints on her hands.
Finally free, Xia Mingtang wanted to roll over, but her legs were pressed down tightly.
“Lie down.”
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Having received this kind of lesson multiple times, Xia Mingtang dared not disobey.
She buried her head into the pillow, cursing silently in her mind, “Perverted Qin beast, you bastard.”
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Her lips spoke of “what to do,” yet her face betrayed no concern.
Actually, it was very simple: just untie all the ropes and remove them from top to bottom.
But Xia Mingtang didn’t know that; she had been tormented for a long while, fearing that she might not get out.
She hugged the pillow, crying pitifully. “All your fault, quickly figure it out, sniff…”
Qin Yan’s terrifying “mercy” paused again; she now showed a gentle, tender expression and comforted her.
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Even though she was deliberately mischievous, she shifted the blame onto the innocent lamb.
Her voice, like a mountain spring, spoke cruelly.
The fragile, blushing flower cried even harder.
Qin Yan reached out a hand, pretending to seriously consider. “How about, Tangtang, you endure a bit? I’ll remove the ropes first.”
Xia Mingtang: !
Endure this?!
But at the moment, it seemed there was no other choice.
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Xia Mingtang endured, her forehead and eyes wet.
A few stray strands of hair stuck to her tear-soaked face, looking both seductive and pitiful.
It was unbearable. She gasped, “Are you… hmm… deliberately teasing me?”
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She had already lost the strength to curse aloud, closing her eyes and turning her head—out of sight, out of mind.
Pervert!
Qin beast!
Freak!
Bastard!
She bottled up all her anger but didn’t dare speak it out loud, her pillow soaking wet on both sides from her tears.
Qin Yan tossed the ropes aside, flipped her little fox in her arms, and kissed her delicate face with affection, brows, eyelids, and lips—leaving nothing untouched, giving her no chance to hide.
Her snowy skin was in disarray, yet Qin Yan liked it—it was her exclusive masterpiece.
She reached for the still-standing butterfly clips, making their wings flutter lightly.
Lowering her head, she showered the face with a series of devoted kisses.
“Tangtang, so beautiful.”
Only then did Xia Mingtang realize she still had two devices attached to her, angrily reaching to remove them.
At that moment, the remote was deliberately turned to the highest setting. The two butterflies began vibrating frantically, slicing arcs through the air.
“Ah~” A jolt ran through Xia Mingtang’s mind, and her hands missed their target.
Qin Yan took advantage of her distraction, knelt back on the sleeping bag, retrieved a pillow to prop her up, and softly coaxed her.
“You’re so good, Tangtang, just hold on a little longer.”
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When Xia Mingtang woke up, the sky outside the tent was full of stars.
She propped herself up in the sleeping bag; her body ached as if run over by a truck.
Qin Yan had cleaned her up, but the red marks all over her body were not easy to remove quickly.
She turned slightly and saw her reddened reflection in the full-length mirror.
The platinum birdcage necklace hung over her red-and-white chest, glinting faintly.
Under the LED lights, it had a slightly decadent allure.
She quickly turned away, unwilling to look again.
Nearby, clean clothes were neatly stacked.
She grabbed them roughly and dressed hastily.
Hours had passed, yet the tent still lingered with a sense of intimacy.
Just the scent alone reminded her of her earlier embarrassing state.
This place was unbearable—she wanted out immediately!
The tent curtain was lifted slightly, and she could see Qin Yan cooking barbecue.
Xia Mingtang was hungry but didn’t approach for food.
She quickly brushed her hair and tiptoed out of the tent.
Qin Yan carefully grilled vegetables and meat on the charcoal grill, producing a sizzling sound.
For a moment, she didn’t notice that her little fox, who was supposed to be sleeping, had snuck away.
The mountain at night was quiet, with only the occasional birdcall or the whistling wind.
Xia Mingtang descended the mountain path quickly, no longer afraid of wild animals—none were scarier than that Qin beast.
She was foolish to be repeatedly deceived by that gentle, innocent façade. She had believed the person genuinely intended to curb her controlling nature.
Yet that was a lie—she was a pervert, a madwoman!
Her steps quickened; she just wanted to put as much distance as possible between them.
In fact, she had done her homework beforehand, knowing there were several local inns along the mountainside, and even a hot spring hotel.
She didn’t care where she stayed now—any place with lights. She would stay there tonight and go home tomorrow.
The mountain road was long; Xia Mingtang’s legs weakened.
The pampered Miss Xia couldn’t endure, so she sat on a rock for a break, cursing the person who had exhausted her.
Her temper flared, and she even scolded Ji Xianglan, who originally had her engagement, though unjustly.
If not for Ji Xianglan, she wouldn’t have had to marry.
If she didn’t marry, she wouldn’t have had to flee to Yun Town.
If she didn’t go to Yun Town, she wouldn’t have met Qin Yan.
If not married, she wouldn’t be in this pitiful state now.
In short… there wasn’t a single good thing in the Ji family!
At that moment, a woman in a camel-colored coat sneezed violently while walking up the mountain path.
The sound was too loud, startling Xia Mingtang, who looked up.
“Ji Xianglan?” Such a coincidence!
“Xia Mingtang?” The surprise on the other’s face matched hers.
Although Xia Mingtang had been married to Qin Yan for several days, Ji Xianglan had never addressed her according to her seniority.
Previously, Xia Mingtang might have teased her verbally, claiming some seniority advantage.
Now, she didn’t feel like it.
She was quieter than usual, which made Ji Xianglan appear more talkative.
“You appearing here…” Ji Xianglan looked up at the mountain peak, smiling knowingly.
“To book the entire summit of Cangcui Mountain, preventing anyone else from stepping in. I thought it was some deity—but it turns out it’s my omnipotent little aunt.”
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