Chapter 48 Exclusive 29 Chen Jinshi is my man...

Chen Ying's heart tightened. She said to Zhao Desheng, "Since you're here, there's no need to stay at the post station. Just stay at our house for a few nights. I'll have the servants prepare a room for you."

Zhao Desheng didn't respond for a moment. He looked at Chen Jinshi and said, "You've grown quite a bit in the past few months. You must have read so much. You look so delicate and fresh, like a pretty boy."

Chen Jinxing heard the voice and came out from the inner room. He bowed and said hello, "Brother Shi is much easier to discipline now."

Now everyone in the Chen Mansion lives in the inner courtyard. If Zhao Desheng wants to rest, he can only use Chen Jinxing's study room.

Chen Jinshi said, "I'll sleep in the study, and Uncle Zhao can sleep in my west wing."

Chen Ying never minded the inner and outer courtyards, as long as they lived together. But now that Zhang Ruoling had joined the family, she began to regret inviting General Zhao to stay.

Zhang Ruoling happened to come over with freshly warmed tea and offered, "Why bother? No one's staying in the east wing, so it's perfect for cleaning it out. Shi-ge can move in. We're family, no need to follow any rules."

Chen Ying breathed a sigh of relief and gave Zhang Ruoling a grateful look.

Chen Jinxing smiled and gently put his arm around Zhang Ruoling's waist. "Just listen to Grandma. Tell the servants to clean up quickly and boil some hot water so Uncle Zhao can get some rest."

The maid understood the message and quickly went to work.

Zhao Desheng just wanted to have a deep conversation with Du Lan and the others, so he didn't refuse and turned around to unload his baggage on his horse.

"Dulan, look at what this is?"

Chen Ying took the cloth bag and took a look. It turned out to be the milk tofu she made at home. Her nose felt sore again. She was holding the cloth bag in a daze. When she turned around, she bumped into Chen Jinshi's chest.

He hugged her: "Amu, what happened?"

Chen Ying looked around. No one was paying attention to them. Chen Jinshi reached out and wiped her face with his palm. "Why are you crying?"

Chen Ying pushed him away angrily, and her tears immediately stopped.

Chen Jinshi laughed and said, "What is this? I want to eat it."

Chen Ying sniffed and opened the package: "I'll warm it up for you when we get back to the room. Eating it cold will hurt your stomach."

Chen Jinshi secretly held her hand and asked, "How good does Wen Cheng have to be before you can eat it? Can I go back to the room with you later?"

Chen Ying struggled lightly with her fingertips: "We can eat it once it's warm and soft. Go help Uncle Zhao carry his bag and clean up your west wing."

In the evening, the two of them were talking animatedly in the room. Chen Ying didn't have time to go in and stood in the corridor. Chen Jinxing came over from somewhere and said to her when he saw her, "Mom, Shi Ge'er has really changed a lot."

Chen Ying didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

She followed Chen Jinxing's gaze and looked into the house.

"I have several colleagues who are interested in inquiring about Shi'er's marriage."

Chen Ying was stunned, her fingertips unconsciously stroking her cuffs.

"He's still two years away from passing the imperial examination. If he gets in this spring, I'm afraid the door to his house will be broken open. What does Eminem think about this?"

Of course, I also have to take care of my younger brother's marriage, and I'll listen to my mother.

The wind from the corridor blew the fragrance of plum blossoms over. Chen Ying leaned against the door and was silent for a moment. Her voice was so soft that it seemed to float on the wind: "I can't make the decision on marriage. Jinxing, just let the grandmother worry about this matter."

"But Am, if you don't persuade him in person and 'sentence' on his marriage, he probably won't accept it."

Chen Ying's heart tightened, and she looked straight at Chen Jinxing: "Jinxing, I can't do this. I can't 'sentence' him to any other woman. To me, he is my man, he belongs to me."

Chen Jinxing's face froze. His look, which had been gentle just now, now only showed astonishment and confusion.

Chen Ying didn't say much to him. She lowered her head, walked past him, entered the room, and came to Chen Jinshi's side.

She didn't know that her frank admission was like a thunderclap, shattering all of Chen Jinxing's cognition.

He looked in the window.

Chen Ying walked over to Chen Jinshi. When he saw her come in, he immediately looked up. He reached out to take her hand. Chen Ying let him hold it and brushed the dust off his shoulders. "Did you take off General Zhao's saddle and wipe it?"

"Yes, he probably doesn't trust others to clean it, so I'll take care of it for Uncle Zhao."

Chen Ying hummed, and he gently tickled her palm with his fingertips, wrapping her hand in his palm to keep it warm.

Zhao Desheng made the bed and turned his head, and Chen Ying pulled her hand away.

"Brother Shi, could you please oil it for me? It's prone to cracking in cold weather."

Chen Jinshi's palms felt empty, and he replied, "Okay!" and turned to get the tung oil.

Chen Ying stood there, helping to organize the luggage.

Chen Jinshi came back with tung oil, squatted beside the saddle, and wiped it carefully with a cloth.

After Zhao Desheng finished packing his bag, he walked over and patted Chen Jinshi on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work. This saddle has been with me in battles for many years. It's closer than a brother. I can rest assured that you will take care of it."

"Uncle Zhao, you're too polite." Chen Jinshi looked up and smiled, glancing at Chen Ying out of the corner of his eyes, and his hands moved more quickly.

Zhang Ruoling stood outside the door. "What else is missing? The milk tofu is warm and smells delicious. I can't help but want to try it."

Chen Ying stood up and immediately smiled: "I'll teach you how to eat it."

The group came to the main hall and sat down. Chen Jinshi was still standing beside Shen Ying, not sitting down, but just rubbing against her.

Chen Ying picked up the teapot and poured hot tea into her bowl, then put the milk tofu into the plate, and tasted it with a sip of hot tea and a mouthful of milk tofu.

Chen Jinshi leaned on her shoulder and opened his mouth towards her: "Am, feed me."

Chen Ying glanced at Zhao Desheng. General Zhao narrowed his eyes and smiled, scolding him, "You're already grown up, but you seem to be in a state of instability."

Chen Ying had a half-smile on her face, and really did as he wished, stuffing a bite into his mouth.

Zhao Desheng sighed, "Dulan, you're spoiling him too much."

Chen Ying smiled lightly: "It's nothing, it's my own child, I should spoil him."

He sat sideways on the arm of her chair, his hand on her shoulder, looking very unruly.

Chen Jinxing wanted to get angry and scold, but then he remembered what Am said, Chen Jinshi was her man, what right did he have to interfere?

But he didn't expect that Am would be willing to indulge Chen Jinshi to this extent.

As the night deepened, Chen Ying wanted to return to the east wing, and Chen Jinshi followed her in.

Chen Ying scolded him for the first time today: "Chen Jinshi, you can't sleep here tonight."

Zhang cleaned up an ear room for him, and she and Chen Jinyun sat on each side, a perfect match for the brother and sister.

"Em, I want to..."

He was breathing heavily and approaching her, and she looked at him coldly.

Perhaps Chen Ying was originally determined and did not have so many deep desires. She had a clear boundary in her mind about what she should do and what she should not do.

Chen Jinshi should sleep in the ear room today. There are guests at home, so he shouldn't do it today.

But she remembered what Chen Jinxing said to her today, and she didn't expect that she would answer like that at that time.

But what she said was the truth. Chen Jinshi was her man, so she had the right to enjoy him at any time.

That's right, Dulan.

Chen Jinshi leaned forward, his eyes glued to her face, and the fabric of his underwear tightened. He never hid these things from her.

The young man's passion spread over her little by little. He first pulled up her wrist and stroked it gently, making her heart tremble with heat.

Chen Ying lowered her eyes and saw his Adam's apple rolling, her eyes fell on his lips. He moved closer, and her safe space was gradually invaded by him.

She stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately and forcefully.

With a "bang", the door panel was hit without any warning.

He pushed her into the door and kicked it shut before anyone else noticed.

His hands firmly grasped her lower back, and the eagerness between his lips and teeth almost swallowed her, and she was not willing to be outdone. She dug her five fingers into his hair and asked for a kiss, then raised her legs and hooked them around his waist, and the resistance was clearly hot.

The candlelight flickered, casting their shadows on the wall. Chen Jinshi pressed his palm against her lower back through her thin shirt, his fingertips rolling over with great force, and the kiss between her lips was urgent and fierce.

Her fingers dug into his hair, pulling at it, and her legs, which were hooked around his waist, tightened even more. This was too straightforward.

"Am..." His voice leaked out from between his lips and teeth. His palm moved up along her waistline, and his fingertips easily picked up the laces of her clothes. His movements were quick and reckless.

She climbed onto his shoulders, panting and avoiding his lips and tongue, and ordered urgently: "Carry me to the couch, Chen Jinshi."

He carried her to the bed, his stumbling steps knocking against the teacup on the table. The crisp sound of the porcelain cup mixed with the two people's panting was particularly harsh in the night.

Chen Ying didn't care, her fingertips reached into his collar and probed down, touching the taut heartbeat on his back, the uncontrollable restlessness, and the eager desire revealed only to her.

Chen Jinshi pressed her down on the bed, supported himself on top of her, his eyes filled with heat, and kissed her collarbone.

Chen Ying's heart softened. She reached out and hooked her hands around his neck, pulling his head down. She put her lips to his ear and whispered, "Go there, Chen Jinshi..."

Fortunately, no one was looking for Chen Jinshi's whereabouts the whole night, nor did anyone go to Chen Ying's room and knock on the door to ask her if Chen Jinshi was with her.

Chen Ying was awakened by a slight itch on her neck. When she opened her eyes, she saw Chen Jinshi lowering his head against her skin, his warm breath sweeping across her collarbone, and his fingertips unconsciously caressing the fabric of her waist. The collar of her clothes, which had been pulled loose last night, had not yet been fastened, and there were still some faint red marks on the exposed skin.

A very disgusting scene.

She didn't move, only quietly staring at the top of his head. The young man's hair was soft, a light touch of morning sweat on his forehead, and it swayed gently with his breathing. Outside the window, the soft sound of a maid sweeping the floor and the aroma of rice porridge wafting from the distant kitchen made the atmosphere in the room even more tender.

Chen Jinshi seemed to have noticed that she was awake. When he looked up, his eyes were still sleepy. Seeing her looking at him, he immediately curled up the corners of his mouth and leaned over to kiss her: "Are you awake?"

Chen Ying accepted his kiss, and he put his arms around her waist and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

She instantly sensed his vigorous strength in the morning. He was holding her tightly in his arms. He held her hips from behind, and she did not push him away.

She turned her head, he put his arm around her, and they kissed each other.

Sunlight filtered through the window and fell on their intertwined fingertips. Chen Jinshi's kiss was filled with the laziness of waking up in the morning. His lips and teeth brushed against her earlobe, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Am..." His fingertips rolled over her soft waist, and his palm slowly groped around her waist. Everything was not as urgent as last night, and there was a bit more delicate rubbing.

Chen Ying's back was pressed against his hot chest. She turned her head, raised her arms and grabbed his neck. He came over and pecked her lightly on the lips, then went deeper.

Everything was lazy yet comfortable. It was getting noisy outside the window and the sun was about to climb higher.

Chen Ying could have just wandered around with him leisurely, but someone was calling her outside the door.

“Miss Shen, there are guests.”

Chen Ying struggled to pull away from Chen Jinshi's kiss, and Chen Jinshi's eyes were full of dissatisfaction and grievance.

She subconsciously tried to pull away, but he grabbed her waist. She was not as strong as him. He rested his chin on her neck and said in a sticky voice, "Don't go."

Chen Ying stretched her legs and kicked back twice, but still couldn't kick him away.

"Chen Jinshi, get out!"

"No." He pushed her back, without stopping for a moment, running for the last chance.

“Miss Shen, a patient has come and specifically asked you to see him. The master asked me to come and see you.”

The call from outside the door came again.

Chen Ying hadn't seen patients for a long time, but Chen Jinxing wouldn't cause trouble for her for no reason. She felt nervous, but she felt comfortable.

Until she heard a low moan from Chen Jinshi's throat, and then he rubbed and pinched her waist fiercely with his palm, and finally let her go, his voice hoarse and deep: "Am, I'm leaving now."

He held her waist and stood up, his clothes sticking to his body in disarray.

He grabbed his clothes and put them on. Chen Ying covered herself with the quilt and sat up, shouting out loud, "Don't rush me, I'll be right here."

Chen Ying gathered her clothes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. As soon as her feet touched the ground, Chen Jinshi was half-kneeling under her bed, holding her embroidered shoes in his hand. The fingerprints on his shoulder blades were particularly conspicuous. She had been very fierce with him.

Chen Jinshi looked up at her, his eyes lazy, his voice low and hoarse: "Am, let me help you put on your shoes."

He grasped her ankle, his fingertips had thin calluses on them, and it felt a little itchy when they rubbed against her ankle. She subconsciously retracted her foot, she couldn't stand him doing that.

Seeing that she was about to escape, he raised his palm and pinched her, digging his five fingers into her soft and fleshy calf.

The tips of his fingers sank into the soft flesh. The force was not strong, but it felt like a clamp, and she couldn't move at all.

She lowered her eyes to look at him, the itchiness on her calves, mixed with heat, crawling along her skin up her back.

He had already put on her embroidered shoes.

He always had this kind of posture, seemingly leaning down, but actually holding her tightly.

Du Lan couldn't get out of it, she turned her head away and suppressed the excitement in her heart.

"Okay." He finally let her go, his voice low and sticky. When he released his hand, the back of his finger brushed across the back of her foot, as if he was greedy for the last bit of warmth.

She was about to stand up and look down at him, but he was still half-kneeling on the ground, as if waiting for something.

She paused, leaned over, cupped his cheek, pecked him lightly on the lips, and stroked his head with her palm: "Good boy."

After doing this, she stood up, put on her coat, opened the door, and let the daylight in.

The maid outside the door saw her come out and hurried forward: "Miss, the guest is waiting in the main hall. He said he is your former patient."

Chen Ying walked towards that place and saw that it was the man who had broken his leg while riding a horse.

"You gave my medicine to your family. Did it work?"

She walked over with a smile and asked someone to bring tea.

When the man saw Shen Ying come in, he immediately stood up and bowed, "Doctor Shen, Happy New Year! It's nice to finally see you! My mother has been taking the pills you gave her for two months, and her cough has mostly healed."

Only then did Chen Ying realize that Chen Jinxing was also standing nearby. She was quite polite to him and listened to his introduction: "Ah, this is Mr. Li from the family of the Minister of Personnel. He currently works at the Censorate."

Seeing that the other person was of some status, Chen Ying smiled and said, "So it's Mr. Li. No need to be so polite. The old lady's cough has improved, but this old illness needs to be slowly treated. There's no rush."

After Li Yuwei sat down, he quickly pulled out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it over with both hands: "This is my mother's recent pulse diagnosis. I specially asked the doctor in the mansion to record it. Please take a look at it. Don't worry, the consultation fee will be substantial."

Chen Ying took the pulse chart, examined it carefully, and frowned slightly. "Although the old lady's pulse is more stable than before, her lung qi is still weak. The night sweats and poor appetite are due to insufficient qi and blood. The medicine I gave her before focused on cough relief. Today, I will add two herbs, astragalus and angelica, to replenish qi and blood. One dose per day. I will also ask the kitchen to make more yam and lily porridge for the old lady in the morning. It will nourish the lungs and stimulate the appetite."

As she spoke, she asked the maid to bring paper and pen, quickly wrote down a new prescription, and handed it back to Li Yuwei: "Prepare the medicine according to this prescription. After taking it for half a month, send someone to inform me of the old lady's condition, and I will adjust it as appropriate."

Chen Jinxing was a little surprised. Am had not prescribed medicine for anyone for a long time. Today, Mr. Li came, and it was also for the sake of face that it was not easy to chase him away. Besides, he would have to deal with this person in the officialdom in the future.

Li Yuwei took the prescription, put it away carefully, took out a gold ingot and placed it on the table: "Doctor Shen, thank you very much."

Chen Ying smiled and pushed it back: "If this prescription is useful, it won't be too late to pay the consultation fee."

She knew in her heart that when dealing with such a family, accepting favors was much more useful than accepting gold. Mr. Li seemed to be an upright gentleman. Although he was a little prejudiced against her at first, he later apologized sincerely. Now he wholeheartedly trusts her medical skills. Chen Ying was willing to do a favor for Jin Xing and Jin Shi in her family.

Li Yuwei did not insist any further and simply put the gold back into his sleeve, his tone becoming more earnest: "If Miss Shen needs me in the future, please let me know."

Chen Ying nodded slightly: "Mr. Li, you are too polite. Treating illnesses and saving lives is my duty."

Chen Jinshi happened to be dressed neatly as he came out of the room. Chen Jinxing spoke at the right moment: "This is my second brother. He will be taking the imperial examination this spring."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuwei looked at Chen Jinshi with admiration in his eyes. "This spring, the third son of the Xie family will also be making his debut. From what I know, the second son of the Liu family and the fourth son of the Sun family will both be making their debut this year. I wonder how lively the capital will be by then. If the second son of Chen wants to gain a place among the talented people in the capital, he must do his best. However, I think you are still young. It is not a bad idea to wait another three years and then stand out."

Chen Jinshi stood beside Shen Ying, bowed in return, and said calmly, "Thank you for your advice, Master Li. But I must fight for a seat this year."

Li Yuyi was stunned, as if he felt that this person was arrogant. He changed his expression and looked at him: "You know, if it weren't for your brother's fame, you would be just an unknown boy in the capital now, unlike Xie Qingyue and his ilk. If you were still an unknown person by then, it would seem a bit ridiculous to say this."

Chen Jinshi glanced at Chen Ying with a slightly lonely look: "I don't care whether it's funny or not. She won't wait for me for another three years."

…

After sitting for a while, Li Yuwei stood up and said goodbye.

Zhao Desheng didn't stay in the mansion for more than two days. After reporting to the palace, he also set off to return to the northern border.

Chen Jinshi was locked up in the west wing by Chen Jinxing again to study. Chen Ying wrote a letter back to Lou Fan, saying that she would not set out to go home after Chen Jinshi finished the imperial examination in April this spring.

During the day, the window paper of the west wing always shone with warm light, and Chen Ying could see Chen Jinshi hunched over the desk.

The policy papers piled on his desk were filled with annotations, all of which were traces of his hard work.

He is very smart, and if he is willing to work hard, Shen Ying has always believed that he can get anything he wants.

She got the key from Chen Jinxing. Besides, this lock couldn't hold Chen Jinshi in.

She tiptoed in, placed the food dish on the table, and gently pinched the tip of his ear, which was slightly cold. He held her hand and looked up at her: "Why are you here?"

"I'll bring you some food and check on you."

She leaned over and placed a kiss on the shell of his ear. He put down his pen, raised his head and fixed his eyes on her.

"Amu, kiss me again."

Chen Ying leaned over as he wished.

He grabbed her neck, kissed her deeply, and groaned. When she left, he licked his lips reluctantly and said breathlessly, "I've thought about it."

She lowered her eyes to look at him, gently scratched his cheek with the back of her finger, and said indifferently: "Let's talk about it tonight."

Chen Jinshi looked up at her, his Adam's apple rolling, his eyes staring at her bright and hot, but he still restrained himself inch by inch, pulling her palm and kneading and caressing it: "Okay, go back to your room and rest first."

"Um."

He loosened his grip, his gaze falling on the book on the desk, and picked up his pen again. Chen Ying's lips, red and swollen from the bite he had just given them, were wet and red. He forced himself to return his attention to the article titled "On the Pros and Cons of People's Livelihood."

As the pen tip slid across the paper, the force was greater than before. The heat surging in my heart was pressed into the ink marks, and the tip of the pen fell sharply.

Chen Ying didn't leave immediately. She leaned against the door frame and looked at him for a while, noticing that even the bones of his fingers holding the pen were stiff and tense.

There were a few wolf-hair brushes stuck in the celadon brush washer on the desk, and every page of the policy papers stacked next to it was filled with dense running script, which Chen Ying could not understand.

Chen Jinshi sometimes writes some cursive script, which, just like his temperament, only he can recognize.

But Chen Ying was obsessed with his carefully written tiny calligraphy, and he would also calm down and write a policy paper discussing people's livelihood.

He was writing in a wild and sharp cursive script at this moment, when he suddenly stopped writing and looked up at her.

She was startled and turned around to leave. A hot hand had already grasped her waist and suddenly lifted her up horizontally.

Shen Ying was forced to lean on his shoulder with a faint smile on her lips.

She grabbed his collar, and the next moment he pressed her down on the cold ebony desk. The paper covered with his cursive writing crumpled under her hips. His hot breath sprayed on her face. He lowered his head and bit her lower lip with urgent force.

She put her arms around his neck and pulled his collar down.

"Am... things are not that simple." He murmured while holding her lips, not hiding his affection for her at all. His palm moved up along her waistline, and his fingertips hooked on the thin strap of her clothes.

"You told me to study hard, but how can I continue reading when you look at me like that?" He gritted his teeth and said harshly, leaving marks between his teeth on the side of her neck.

The coolness from the desk seeped through the fabric of her clothes onto her hips and legs, contrasting sharply with the warmth from his body, causing her to tremble all over.