Chapter 49: Solo 30 This is too much for him...

She looked at the red corners of his eyes and listened to his heavy breathing, and suddenly felt that this man was extremely charming.

How could she not look at him? How could she not blatantly seduce him?

"I can't concentrate at all... All I can think about is you."

He moved with an eagerness and a somewhat clumsy piety.

Chen Ying raised her head and thought, shouldn't I?

He leaned over and continued to kiss her, from the corner of her lips to her earlobe. Chen Ying hooked her neck and pulled him down.

It was broad daylight at the moment, and the outlines of the two people could be seen clearly through the window paper.

She raised her hand to caress his cheek, pinching his burning earlobe with her fingertips, and said in a soft, breathless voice, "Don't be impatient..."

Before she could finish her words, he kissed her back even harder.

He heard nothing and plundered on instinct.

The ends of her soft hair rested against her cheek, trembling slightly with her breathing. He gently brushed it over, and her fingertips caressed the new stubble on his jaw, then fell back to the back of his sweaty neck.

In winter, Chen Jinshi's body always feels like a furnace.

Chen Ying felt that he should live in Loufan and become a member of her family. He would protect the elderly, the weak, women and children in the family like a real Loufan man.

She didn't know why, she just felt that he should go there.

The texture of his clothes was somewhat softened by sweat, and when it touched her palm, it felt like a warm cloud.

Her other hand hooked around his neck, her fingers tangled with the ends of his slightly longer hair, and a gentle twist made his kiss deeper.

It was bright outside, and the shadows on the window paper were particularly clear.

Chen Ying had been awake the whole time. She rubbed his wet eyelashes with the tip of her nose. Her voice, wrapped in panting, was as light as a feather brushing past his ear, waking him up as well: "Chen Jinshi, get up, someone is coming."

He paused, and the kiss moved from the corner of her lips to the center of her eyebrows, and the tip of his nose brushed against the loose hair on her forehead.

He didn't get up immediately. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, sniffed it, groaned, and then got up from her, not forgetting to straighten her coat that had slipped down her shoulders.

He lifted her up and stood her up, then sat back down. Chen Ying glanced at him, gathered her collar, and walked out.

Chen Jinshi held her hand, his fingers caressing her knuckles tenderly. She gently pulled her hand away: "Okay, I'll be leaving first. You should eat something." She nodded her chin to the plate of food on the table.

She just pulled herself away from his palm and stood by the door. He looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled before he spoke in a sticky voice: "I'll come to you in the evening?" It tickled her earlobe.

She lowered her head.

"Well, I'll hold the door open for you. Just be quiet when you come."

At some point, the silver kettle on the desk, often used to warm my hands in winter, had been replaced with a shallow, celadon-glazed vase. Two newly sprouted willow buds, their tips a tender yellow, sat slanted into the vase. Even the cracks in the blue bricks before the steps were dotted with tiny specks of grass.

As the Spring Examination approached, Chen Jinxing had already released Chen Jinshi.

Chen Ying received another letter from Xie Qingyue. When she opened it, she found out that he had returned to Beijing and was preparing for the spring examination. He had no time to visit her, so he wrote to inform her.

Chen Ying received the letter and suddenly remembered what the man said before he left last year. If she was still hesitant at that time and felt that Xie Qingyue was still a good marriage partner, it was completely impossible now.

Chen Ying never minded marrying into a large family and being restricted in everything she did. She always took things as they came and did not just want freedom as she told her grandfather.

She had always known that life could not be as it pleased, just as her mother had chosen freedom and love and married far away in Loufan, and was bound to endure the harsh weather there.

There is a way of life on the grassland, and there is a way of life in the capital.

But she can no longer accept Xie Qingyue because Chen Jinshi is already her man, and Chen Ying will not have another man in the capital.

She couldn't ruin Chen Jinshi's bright future, so naturally, she had to put an end to this matter in the mansion. She never thought that this matter would have a perfect outcome.

When Chen Jinshi pushed the door open and came in, he had taken off his heavy mink fur coat and was only wearing a moon-white brocade robe.

He raised his hand to brush away the scattered catkins on his shoulders, and his voice became more steady: "I heard that a large area of ​​peach trees outside the city have bloomed. If you have time tomorrow, can you take me to see it, Am?"

He could obviously say that he would take her to see it, but he knew very well that it would be easier to get her agreement if he asked her to take him to see it.

Chen Ying put the envelope into a box and placed it in the cabinet. Chen Jinshi then asked, "Whose letter is it from?"

She didn't answer immediately, but walked forward and brushed off the flying catkins on his shoulders. Her fingertips rubbed the material of his brocade robe, which was as soft and smooth as the cool water from a spring brook that had just melted.

"Xie Qingyue." She looked up at him and saw his eyebrows move slightly. "He's back in Beijing to prepare for the Spring Examination. He just said he doesn't have time to visit."

Chen Jinshi gently placed his fingertips on her wrist, and rubbed his fingertips across her wrist with a little force.

She raised an eyebrow at him and said, "You, you still have the energy to clamor about going to see the peach blossoms? If you rank lower than him this time, Chen Jinshi, you will lose face."

She curled the corners of her lips and held his hand with her backhand.

Chen Jinshi lowered his eyes to look at her, with tender affection in his eyes, but his five fingers were firmly embedded in her palms.

"Why would I be afraid of him? He'd already lost."

Chen Ying was startled and turned to look at him: "What did he lose?"

He pushed his five fingers through hers and intertwined them with hers: "You've already said that my chest muscles are bigger than his."

Three days before the exam, Chen Ying prepared all the exam supplies for Chen Jinshi as usual.

Zhang Ruoling wanted to intervene. Even though she could handle all the affairs in the mansion on her own now, she still could not interfere in what happened in Chen Jinshi's room.

Even when making new clothes every season, the colors and fabrics all have to be decided by Chen Ying, and Zhang Ruoling has no say in Chen Jinshi's decision.

The special examination basket required by the government contained gifts such as writing brushes, ink, paper, inkstone, food, and clothing.

Chen Jinshi sat on a lounge chair under a tree, flipping through a book casually and watching Chen Ying packing and preparing for him.

She was so busy that she had no time to rest, and he liked to see her worrying about him.

At worst, he would serve her more attentively at night.

Am is not someone who would say "no" on the couch, forcing Chen Jinshi to try every possible means and put in all his efforts.

Because the mansion was small, Chen Ying seldom even groaned. Many times he gathered all his strength, hoping that she would scream out desperately, covering everything, floating to the main room, floating to the sky above the entire mansion, and sink into depravity.

Chen Ying heard a slight noise behind her, and when she turned around, she saw him sitting up on his elbows, his eyes glued to her.

"You need to fast starting tomorrow. Don't eat any greasy or spicy food to avoid feeling unwell. You also need to be clear-minded for the exam."

"I'll do whatever you say." His eyes never left her.

"Go to bed early tonight, and I won't leave the door open."

He suddenly stood up and walked over, hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in a sticky voice: "I won't bother you, I just want to talk to you for a while."

Chen Ying was held so tightly by him that she couldn't move. Fortunately, Chen Jinxing was not at home all day, and Zhang Ruoling was taking a nap in the room.

In her hand she was still holding his freshly folded plain clothes.

"You have to get your papers tomorrow and get up early, so you should get some rest. Be good, okay?"

He hummed, pulled his head to one side, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he made several swallowing movements, breathing heavily.

He took her hand and put it into his collar, and he unbuckled his belt.

"Is this okay?" He was breathing rapidly and his ears were a little red, but he still stated his request with confidence.

His chest muscles were undulating and very strong, even though he hadn't exercised deliberately for a long time. Perhaps he inherited his father's strong physique.

She looked at him calmly, and just when he was about to become uncertain and hesitate whether to retreat, she pulled her hand away and reached down: "Here is also fine."

He was stunned for a long time, his back trembling and his cheeks flushed. He had never thought it would be like this.

You can ask her to do this, or you can get a reward from her.

Unfortunately, he had just grown up, and this was too heroic and exciting for him, so much so that his soul was trembling, and she couldn't hold on for long.

All the strength in his body seemed to be drained away. His forehead rested on her shoulder, and heavy breathing quickly escaped, all falling on the fabric of her neck.

He grasped her sleeve with his fingertips, making sure to support her so that she could stand.

Chen Ying raised her hand and gently patted his back, her action soft and soothing. She slowly pulled out her other hand. The atmosphere in the room was subtle, and Chen Ying stared at her palm in a daze.

He drooped dejectedly on her shoulder, his body still trembling slightly. She straightened his half-open collar. He slowly stood up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her fingers one by one.

She should have raised her head to look at him, but she didn't, fearing that he would feel inferior.

Chen Jinshi thought to herself that she never knew what she meant to him.

She could easily defeat him completely.

He could have died at her hands, he meant it.

As long as she comes a few more times.

This might be his sweet dream tonight.

On the ninth day of the third lunar month, before daybreak, Chen Ying had already gotten up and was busy, carefully checking the pens, ink, paper, inkstone, food, and clothes again.

Chen Jinshi took it, his eyes fell on the faint dark circles under her eyes, and said distressedly: "Mom, did you not sleep well last night?"

Chen Ying shook her head. "It's okay. I'm just thinking about you and feeling a little restless."

He held her hand: "Wait for me to come back."

"Yes." She pulled her hand away, turned her back, and put a light yellow cloak on her shoulders. "I'll take you to the Imperial Examination Hall."

The sky was still covered with a layer of blue-gray, and the only sound in the alley was the wheels of the Chen family's carriage, mixed with the occasional sound of the wind.

Chen Ying turned her head to look at him. There was still sleepiness in his eyes, and he cast a lazy gaze on her.

When she saw him like this, she felt that he didn't look like a scholar who came to Beijing to take the imperial examination with great ambitions.

It seemed as if everything was forced upon him. He didn't want to stand in this place. He didn't care about the title of Juren or Jinshi at all. But he still prepared for the exam seriously. He knew she wanted him to do so.

Chen Ying raised her hand to straighten his collar. He was wearing a plain sky-blue gown today, with a dark blue cloak on the outside, and a tassel tied at the collar that she had made herself.

"Chen Jinshi, cheer up."

Chen Jinshi took advantage of the situation and grabbed her hand, pressing it against his chest, gently kneading her finger bones with his fingertips.

She brushed his hand away lightly: "You look too careless."

When she brushed him away, he leaned over and buried his head in her arms, his voice muffled: "I will do well in the exam, I just don't have much energy right now."

The journey was not far, and soon the carriage was blocked by a huge crowd of people in front.

He buried his head in her chest, not even bothering to open his eyes.

He shrank into her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Chen Ying didn't push him away again. She lifted the car curtain and looked out. The sky gradually brightened, and the blue-gray sky was stained with a touch of pale white. She could clearly feel the breath of the person in her arms, steady and warm, greedy and obsessed.

"We're here, Chen Jinshi."

He stood up slowly, his eyes still a little misty and moist, but he first reached out to straighten her collar which was messed up by him.

"Chen Ying, I'm leaving."

Chen Ying nodded.

Chen Jinshi took a deep breath, as if he wanted to engrave all her breath into his lungs.

The entrance to the Imperial Examination Hall was already crowded with examinees. In the distance, three tall memorial archways stood, solemn and majestic in the morning light.

Behind the archway, there are two closed gates. There is a small hall next to each gate. There are shadowy figures inside. They are the officers in charge of inspection, who are on high alert.

In front of the dragon gate on the right, the candidates lined up in a long queue and walked into the small room one by one to be searched.

Chen Ying lifted the car curtain and looked out. As expected, she saw Xie Qingyue not far away.

His skin color was darker and his figure was more muscular, but his elegant temperament was still the same.

He is different from Chen Jinshi. As the son of the Xie family, he is surrounded by many scholars.

But he still saw the carriage with the Chen family wooden sign hanging on it at a glance.

When his eyes fell on Shen Ying, he paused slightly. Shen Ying didn't move, but just nodded slightly in response.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qingyue first greeted the people around him, and then walked towards her.

She was sitting in the carriage, and seeing this, she had to get out.

Chen Ying had just opened the carriage curtain, and before her feet had completely touched the ground, Xie Qingyue had already walked up to her. He had a refreshing aura on him, and his gesture was still gentle as he bowed, with full courtesy: "Dulan, long time no see."

Chen Ying's lips curled up into a smile inadvertently. Chen Jinshi changed his lazy posture, stood straight, and stood behind her, frowning at the moment.

Xie Qingyue actually dared to call his mother "Dulan".

When Xie Qingyue saw Chen Jin, he nodded slightly at him.

Chen Jinshi’s demonstration a few years ago did not shake Xie Qingyue’s mind at all.

He is different from Chen Jinshi, he is a mature man.

As long as Dulan was willing, he could really marry her, in a formal ceremony with a sedan chair carried by eight people. This was something Chen Jinshi could not do.

Xie Qingyue didn't care about Chen Jinshi's hostility. His opponent was really naive. Did he think that intimacy meant possession?

Du Lan came from Loufan, and she probably never felt that being intimate with Chen Jinshi meant that Chen Jinshi really possessed her. She could admit that he belonged to her, but she would not think that she belonged to him completely.

Or maybe, she temporarily agreed to let him be her man, but not permanently.

In this world, only the marriage relationship is set in stone. Even if a husband and wife do not share the same mindset, they are one in life and death.

Chen Jinshi was full of aura and did not give in at all. He was probably naive and only thought that he had obtained what he wanted most.

Xie Qingyue didn't know that Chen Jinshi didn't want life and death to be one, nor did he want things to be set in stone. He was just like a moth flying into a flame, regardless of the outcome.

As long as he was in her arms, he felt that his life was worth it.

Chen Ying didn't know about the exchange of glances between the two, or maybe she knew. She was not a very dull woman, but she didn't care about it.

She ignored everything and said, "Okay, you all should go in early so as not to miss the time."

Chen Jinshi took a half step forward and raised his chin to Xie Qingyue: "Mr. Xie, you'd better leave quickly, otherwise there will be more people queuing later."

Xie Qingyue nodded slightly. Even though there were many people queuing for him in front of him and waving at him, he still stood at the end of the line.

Chen Jinshi took one last look at Chen Ying and grinned at her.

Chen Ying looked at him silently without saying a word. She turned around and got into the carriage, staring at the two of them through the window.

An incense stick later, the two of them happened to be in the same group and entered the cabin to be searched.

The officer pushed open the door and raised his chin towards the two men: "Come in, take off your clothes, and search them carefully."

Chen Jinshi glanced at Xie Qingyue, his hand touched his collar, paused, and took off his long gown neatly, revealing his strong shoulders and back.

In comparison, Xie Qingyue was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and even the movement of unbuttoning his outer shirt was slow and methodical.

He wore a cloud-patterned satin produced by the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, and a dark blue gauze cloak with light grey mouse fur sewn on the edge. The moon-white satin and mutton-fat jade pendants made him look elegant and refined, revealing the refinement of a young master from an aristocratic family.

Both of them gradually took off their inner clothes, revealing their well-proportioned skin. One had a fair complexion that came from being locked up in the house for many years studying, and the other had a light golden wheat color that came from being tempered in the north.

"What are you dawdling about? Take it off completely! Don't leave even your underwear behind." Unfortunately, the officer had no intention of appreciating it. "Don't hide any cheat sheets on you. We'll search even your butt crack. If you find any, it won't be as simple as kicking you out!"

Chen Jinshi obediently raised his arms, his arm span was very long. Xie Qingyue stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and their arms were crossed.

A nearby officer jokingly said, "I think you two are good candidates for military service."

Chen Jinshi cooperated and turned around, allowing the officer to search his back. His waistline was neatly cinched, and his whole body exuded a restrained and well-proportioned appearance, not very bulging.

Because of his experience outside, Xie Qingyue is stronger than him.

He glanced at Chen Jinshi lightly. Noticing his gaze, Chen Jinshi tutted, "Xie sir, please don't look at me if it's not proper."

Looking at the two from behind, their four buttocks are all firm and strong, with narrow waists and broad shoulders above and straight long legs below.

Xie Qingyue withdrew his gaze, his tone calm: "I see you have delicate skin and tender flesh, are you recovered from your illness?"

After the search was complete, Chen Jinshi put on his silk pants, tied the laces with one hand, and blinked: "She likes me very much."

"What do I like about you?" Xie Qingyue raised his eyebrows and put on his coat.

"A thick pink mushroom."

Xie Qingyue was about to scold, but Chen Jinshi said again: "Yours is too dark, she won't like it." Then he slowly picked up the coat and put it on.

Xie Qingyue paused, blushing instead, feeling upset: "You, you are so weird. My color is obviously normal."

Xie Qingyue had never thought of competing with others in these things, but Chen Jinshi was simply childish and rude to the extreme. He shouldn't have cared about it, but Chen Jinshi had accurately stabbed him in the heart.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and waited until he walked out of the small room where the body was searched before saying, "Dulan is not someone who values ​​these superficial things. Chen Jinshi, put away those thoughts of yours. I have no intention of comparing myself with you."

Chen Jinshi raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to marry her?"

Xie Qingyue, whose thoughts were touched, was stunned for a moment and his ears felt hot.

"So what?" Xie Qingyue's tone was solemn, as if he came from a prominent family. "If I marry her, I will use the three letters and six ceremonies to give her a legitimate status."

After hearing this, Chen Jinshi's previous arrogance faded a little. He smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think she is the kind of woman who was raised in the inner boudoir of the capital? Would she care about your formal marriage? It's a pity that none of us can give her what she wants."

He shook his head lightly, and Xie Qingyue was stunned.

He also wanted to ask Chen Jinshi what exactly Du Lan wanted.

Unfortunately, Chen Jinshi walked very fast. The spring morning light fell on his plain clothes, revealing an indescribable melancholy.

He covered his chest, took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and swallowed two pills. He was such a useless man.

Everyone said that he looked most like his father. He was born with supernatural powers and had a strong body given by his father.

It's a pity that he can never be a father.

Chen Ying would never trust him as much as she trusted her father, and that he could hold her up firmly.

Even though she never showed it, he knew that she never trusted anyone in her heart, and she only felt at ease in front of her father.

Even though she was protected by him, she was always worried that he would suddenly fall down.

She was ready to catch him at any moment.

Chen Jinshi can never become a father, which means that her father is an existence in her heart that can never be replaced.

It wasn't that Chen Jinshi hadn't been sick for a long time, but instead of deliberately inducing asthma to gain her love like before, he was now more willing to take medicine in advance. Fortunately, he would not show any weakness during the most intense moments in bed, so as to prevent her from indulging herself and instead have to pull herself away and care for him nakedly. If that happened, he would really feel extremely ashamed.

Chen Jinshi, you are such a useless man.

Chen Ying waited outside until the vermilion gate was closed before letting the coachman set off for home. She would come back here three days later to pick up Chen Jinshi and take him home.

The metropolitan examination was the same as the provincial examination, lasting a total of nine days, with a three-day break.

Back at the mansion, Zhang Ruoling came forward with a look of concern: "Did they deliver it? How's Shi'er doing?"

Chen Ying nodded, sat down on the chair, and took the tea that Zhang Ruoling offered her: "Well, he looks energetic, he knows the seriousness of the matter, don't worry."

"Don't overwork yourself these few days. Take a good rest for a couple of days, and then ask Jinxing to pick you up."

Chen Ying shook her head gently: "If I don't go, he will be unhappy."

On the evening of the third day, Chen Ying arrived outside the Imperial Examination Hall half an hour early. She was just sitting in the carriage when Chen Jinshi hurried over, lifted the curtain, and finally saw her as he had hoped. He felt that nothing could be more satisfying than this.

"Am." His voice was a little hoarse, but his palms were still warm. "I'm fine, just a little tired."

He held her hand and gently rested his head on her shoulder. She gently stroked his head: "Take a good rest, Shi Ge'er."

Chen Jinshi's body stiffened, and he slowly opened his eyes: "Mom, you haven't called me like this for a long time."

He raised his hand to touch her earlobe, pinching it gently, his eyes full of lust.

"I don't want to be treated as a child by you anymore. I think... forget it."

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Chen Ying leaned over and pecked his lips lightly.

He didn't indulge in this gentle kiss. He murmured, "It's hard for me to be a mountain like your father. I know you never dare to trust me as much as you trust your father, but I can be your umbrella. An umbrella may eventually break, but you can hold me above your head. Even if I am left with only a bare frame, I can still cover your head. It's not for any reason. An umbrella is used to protect you from wind and rain."

"Then how can I bear to..."