Chapter 94 Pay attention to this flirtatious butterfly!

Three poles in the sun.

Inside Qiyun Pavilion, the curtains were drawn low, and besides the usual faint sweet scent of pears, there was a noticeably crisper fragrance today.

Cui Ying sat up sleepily, slowly stretching. If she hadn't been thinking about having to teach today, she felt she could have continued sleeping.

Cui Jin came to help her with her washing and dressing, and helped her to the dressing table.

Cui Ying intended to take another nap, but when her gaze swept over the figure in the mirror, she couldn't help but frown—several light red freckles were clearly visible on her fair neck, standing out prominently in the bright morning light.

"It's only been a few months, and the mosquitoes are already out?" She raised her hand, her fingertips brushing over the marks, grumbling as she did so, but clearly didn't think much of it and quickly moved on.

Looking at her young lady's innocent expression, Cui Jin hesitated, opening her mouth several times but ultimately not saying a word.

Arriving at the academy in the morning, Cui Ying stood on the training ground, pondering what to teach the students before they arrived, so that she could get through the day without making a fuss and still appear impressive.

Just then, a large hand reached out from behind her, grabbed her collar, and pulled her up a few inches.

Startled, Cui Ying turned her head sharply and saw Xiao Qiyu's beautiful yet indifferent face.

At the same time, Cui Ying's erotic dream from last night floated into her mind.

In her dream, she felt as if she were surrounded by a warm breath, and a burning kiss fell upon her. At first, it was as light as a feather, tentatively touching her lips, then it deepened, slowly prying open her teeth and conquering her territory.

She tried to push him away, but he held her hand firmly and pressed it against the pillow.

His other hand supported the back of her neck, preventing her from pulling away even an inch. The long, tender kisses were like a tide, one wave after another, carrying a burning heat, spreading from her lips all the way to her ears and the side of her neck.

The boy was panting, his deep, seductive voice whispering in her ear:

"Okay, Tuantuan, open your eyes and look at me."

In broad daylight, Cui Ying's face flushed red, like a boiled shrimp. She instinctively raised her hand to protect her neck, took two steps back, and glared at Xiao Qiyu: "What are you doing!"

Xiao Qiyu's outstretched hand was still suspended in mid-air, his phoenix eyes were dark and deep, and his gaze was still on the red marks on Cui Ying's neck. He resisted the urge to directly cover them with his hand.

"Are you born in the year of the hedgehog today?"

His tone was flat, but with a hint of displeasure.

Cui Ying was also inexplicably ignited with a nameless anger.

She couldn't reconcile this hateful face with the person from her dream last night, yet she couldn't resist being captivated by it. Looking at him, she subconsciously thought of how gentle the person in her dream was.

Cui Ying suddenly remembered the strange tales he had read in the past.

There, male fox spirits often disguise themselves as handsome scholars, sneaking into women's boudoirs at night to absorb their vital essence. Thinking back on her recent erotic dreams, she always felt listless and lost in thought after waking up…

She was startled and thought to herself: Could I really be haunted by something unclean?

Otherwise, she really couldn't explain where those dreams came from. It's fine to have one occasionally to spice up her life, but having one so often is something she can't handle.

Cui Ying was holding her breath, unable to exhale, and when she looked at Xiao Qiyu, she became somewhat embarrassed and angry.

She tilted her head back and glared at him, saying fiercely, "I'm not only a hedgehog, I'm a rabbit too! If you provoke me again, I'll bite you to death!"

As she spoke, she deliberately bared her teeth to scare him, making a fierce appearance.

Xiao Qiyu's gaze followed her words, slowly moving from her slightly flushed cheeks to her full, rosy lips.

He didn't speak, his gaze lingered there for a moment, his eyes deepening.

...

The weather has warmed up completely, and the forsythia in the academy is in full bloom, a vibrant yellow everywhere, full of youthful vigor.

The results of the new month's assessments have been posted and can be seen by students in both the East and West campuses. Students gathered around the list, and discussions, praises, and lamentations filled the air.

Cui Ying had just finished instructing the polo students in the West Campus and was heading towards the dining hall when she happened to pass by the list of successful candidates and decided to check it out.

"Yun Cheng is great!"

Cui Ying looked at the name ranked first, her eyes shining, and her words were full of undisguised praise: "He's the top scorer in this monthly exam again. It seems that as long as he's in the top spot, I've never seen anyone else rank first."

The Cui family has a long history of distinguished families and has produced many scholars. Cui Ying naturally has a fondness for those who are good at studying. As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously swept across the crowd, trying to find that slender figure among them.

After searching for a while without finding it, Cui Ying looked at the name on the list and continued to sigh, "If he continues like this, he will definitely stand out from the crowd and achieve great things in the future."

Many students echoed her words, believing that Yun Cheng would be no ordinary person in the future.

And in the corridor behind her, a deep gaze silently watched her for a long time.

Xiao Qiyu glanced at Cui Ying's smiling profile, his eyes sparkling with starlight, his expression so gloomy it could drip water. The warm sunlight fell on him, but it couldn't melt away the slightest bit of the icy aura emanating from him.

He recalled the threat he had made to that boy that day.

He forbade anyone from getting close to Cui Ying and from taking advantage of her kindness—and he certainly did it.

He thought he was fairly honest.

Looking back now, it was just done in a different way.

He did not physically approach Cui Ying, but his presence constantly drew Cui Ying's attention.

This method is more sophisticated than the previous straightforward approach. He made himself an unignorable presence, which naturally caught Cui Ying's eye and aroused her admiration, or even... pity.

A strong sense of coldness flashed across Xiao Qiyu's eyes.

In short, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yun Cheng was indeed trying to attract Cui Ying's attention.

To attract Cui Ying's attention.

His palms slowly clenched, the veins on the back of his hands throbbed faintly, and his gaze at Cui Ying grew increasingly dark.

...

The next morning, the spring breeze was intoxicating, and the grass and trees were lush and verdant.

When Xiao Qiyu stepped into the training ground, it was as if the sunlight favored him, making him exceptionally bright.

Today he wasn't wearing his usual dark black uniform, but rather a dark blue riding outfit with arrow-sleeved sleeves. His black hair was still tied up high, but instead of the plain jade crown, he used a dark crimson ribbon to fasten it, which made his face look even more like jade, his phoenix eyes like stars, and his brows were full of the heroic spirit of a martial artist. The two kinds of auras appeared in the same person, bewitching him without him even realizing it.

He did not deliberately approach Cui Ying, but instead, as usual, instructed several disciples from the East Courtyard to practice boxing and horse stance.

Many female students noticed him.

At first, they gathered in twos and threes, their eyes occasionally drifting over each other, whispering to each other, their cheeks flushed.

Gradually, the bolder ones began to casually approach that area, just to catch a glimpse of him.

Even worse, some people would sit down on a stone bench not far from him, pretending to rest, but their eyes would be glued to him.

"Scholar Xiao looks truly magnificent today," a disciple from the West Courtyard murmured, his voice filled with amazement.

“Yes, I always thought he was aloof, but I never expected him to be so eye-catching after dressing up a little,” another person chimed in, her voice tinged with shyness.

Whispers could be faintly heard, but Xiao Qiyu seemed oblivious to the gazes that were focused on him.

He was half-squatting down, correcting a disciple's horse stance. His expression was focused, and his profile looked particularly cool and handsome in the sunlight, making people both hesitant to approach and unable to resist the urge to admire him.

Cui Ying was inspecting the polo rackets when she heard the increasingly obvious commotion and the suppressed excitement in her voice, and she couldn't help but look up.

Upon seeing this, an inexplicable anger flared up within me.

The culprit, with an air of righteous indignation, pretended to be focused on teaching her students, but this distracted the girls in the west courtyard, making them unable to concentrate on practicing their ball skills.

Looking at Xiao Qiyu's clothes, which were clearly different from usual, and then at the infatuated eyes of the girls around her, she felt a surge of intense anger rising within her, even though she was reluctant to admit it.

He did it on purpose, he absolutely did it on purpose!

Who would have thought that Xiao Qiyu could be so flamboyant? He even tied a red ribbon in his hair!

That flirtatious butterfly!

Cui Ying forcefully shoved the golf club back into the rack, making a soft but loud sound that attracted the attention of several students nearby.

"Everyone, come over here and practice!" she said in a deep voice.

She and Xiao Qiyu didn't interact much at the academy, and their relationship appeared strained. Apart from a few close students, many students didn't know that they were husband and wife.

Seeing her angry, the students assumed it was due to her lax attitude, and when they returned to their ranks, their eyes were still fixed on Xiao Qiyu, reluctant to leave.

While Xiao Qiyu was earnestly instructing the students on martial arts moves, his peripheral vision remained fixed on Cui Ying.

Something's wrong; she seems angry.

Is this outfit not good-looking enough?

Xiao Qiyu frowned.

He recalled the amazed and shy look on her face when she saw him in his flying fish robe, and glanced down at his own attire.

Is it the wrong color? Should I actually be wearing a deep crimson outfit?

Ugh... Does it have to be so eye-catching?

Fine, as long as it gets her attention, I'll wear it.

The next day.

When Xiao Qiyu arrived at the training ground wearing a crimson brocade robe with a round collar and black boots, all the students were stunned.

Cui Ying's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

After the polo lesson, the students dispersed in twos and threes, the setting sun casting long, thin shadows.

Just as Xiao Qiyu was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking towards him out of the corner of his eye.

She walked quickly, her skirt fluttering in the spring breeze, its vibrant color like the feathers of a bird.

They've arrived.

Xiao Qiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped in his tracks, even deliberately standing taller, while maintaining his usual indifference on his face.

What would she say to him?

Will she still show that shy expression she used to?

Xiao Qiyu's heart raced. Only when the figure was almost within reach did he condescend to turn his head, look at the girl indifferently, and slowly ask, "What is it?"

Cui Yingxing's eyes widened, and she stood before him menacingly, blurting out:

"Xiao Qiyu, are you out of your mind?"

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Author's Note: Little Jade: Giving a flirtatious glance to a blind man [melted]