Chapter 90: Nighttime Flowing Water.

After all, Li Yue'er lived in the academy, and the two were engaged but not yet married. Even if Qu Rong wanted to see Li Yue'er, she wouldn't come to her door late at night.

This was her first visit after they became engaged. She always made sure to choose a sunny day, prepare gifts, and observe proper etiquette so that the headmaster wouldn't find fault with her and would give Li Yue'er enough face and respect, letting outsiders know that she was personally coming to "invite" Li Yue'er back today.

Moreover, after Qu Rong arrived at the academy, she could not rush to see Li Yue'er, but should first greet the elders.

As Qu Rong got off the carriage, she caught a glimpse of Lin Mu standing beside her with a bundle in his hand, and said, "If you're in a hurry to see Aunt Ming, go ahead first. You don't need to come with me."

Aunt Qiu made a new dress for Ming Shi and had Lin Mu bring it over.

Although Lin Mu was grateful for the patriarch's thoughtfulness, he couldn't leave now that the patriarch cared so much about him and his mother. "Patriarch, it's alright. I can go with you to see the headmaster and then see Aunt Ming."

Qu Rong, "..."

Qu Rong glanced at Lin Mu a couple more times. He was honest, kind, and hardworking, but he was also rather naive.

She practically broke down everything she said to Lin Mu.

Only if Lin Mu went to see Aunt Ming first would Li Yue'er know that she had come to the academy, and that's why she would run over to find her in advance.

Lin Mu belatedly realized what had happened, blushed, and slapped his forehead, "I, I'll go see Aunt Ming right now."

Qu Rong breathed a sigh of relief and, along with Dan Sha and a group of servants carrying gifts, headed towards the courtyard of the headmaster and his wife.

Compared to Lin Mu, Ming Shi knew that Qu Rong must have arrived the moment she saw Lin Mu coming, so she immediately ordered Li Xing'er to wake up Li Yue'er.

Living in the academy, apart from not being able to see the mistress, was like a paradise for Li Yue'er. She was so comfortable that she didn't even get up when the sun was high in the sky.

With no academic worries or domestic affairs to worry about, she and Fujiko had read enough interesting stories on the market, and when they had nothing to do, they even thought about writing one themselves.

When Li Xing'er pushed the door open, Li Yue'er felt that she was making too much noise, so she turned over and covered her head with the quilt, her white jade-like legs peeking out from under the mistress's nightgown and resting on the thin quilt.

Li Yue'er mumbled a shoo-up, "Go play with Teng Huang, I'm going to take a nap."

Li Xing'er gripped the bed curtains with both hands, only sticking her head inside. She leaned over the edge of the bed, her eyes bright, and said, "But Mother told me to come and call you, saying that Sister Rong is here."

who?

who!

Li Yue'er snapped out of her daze, her eyes instantly lighting up!

She sat up abruptly from the bed, pushing her sister aside as she slid down the bed in her way, and began rummaging through the wardrobe in her soft-soled shoes.

The mistress also had a dozen or so summer outfits delivered a few days ago, along with plenty of food and fresh fruit.

Aside from these, Li Yue'er searched for a long time but couldn't find the letter her mistress had written to her.

The two hadn't seen each other for over a month, and the mistress hadn't sent a single word over. Knowing that she was too proud to tell the servants that she missed her, she would write to her instead.

Who knew that they didn't even receive a note, let alone a letter?

For a moment, Li Yue'er couldn't tell whether her mistress truly missed her or was simply not romantic enough.

That night, she was so angry that she put the mistress's nightgown on the pillow, rubbed it for a long time, and then... got the nightgown wet.

She told Teng Huang yesterday that in the next couple of evenings, she should pretend to pass by the entrance of the neighborhood and at least see the mistress.

Even just seeing her from afar is good.

Before she could even take any action, the mistress arrived at the academy.

Li Yue'er quickly called Teng Huang in and asked her to fetch water for her to wash up. Then she rummaged through her chests and cabinets to pick out clothes. In the end, she chose a light pink color that the mistress was familiar with.

Summer dresses are mostly made of thin, light gauze. The skirts look layered, yet they are as light and thin as cicada wings. When you walk, they ripple like soft petals moving in the wind, making them the most elegant and beautiful.

Upon learning that the family head had brought cinnabar, Teng Huang's face lit up with excitement. While Li Yue'er was tying her hair up, he stood beside her and used the lip rouge from Li Yue'er's dressing table to apply a thick layer to his lips, and then started applying powder to his face.

Li Yue'er, "?"

Not only did she not wear any makeup, but she also seemed to want to wash herself again to prepare for the arrival of her mistress. Why then is Gamboge applying layer upon layer of powder?

Li Yue'er looked up at Teng Huang with suspicion, then remembered that not only had she and the mistress been separated for more than a month while they were getting along well, but Teng Huang and Dan Sha had also been separated as soon as they confessed their feelings for each other.

And they only kissed on the lips.

Li Yue'er teased, lightly bumping Teng Huang's waist with her shoulder, "Apply less, you might have to wipe it off later."

Teng Huang was so busy he wished he had eight legs that he didn't hear what she was saying at all. He just said while drawing his eyebrows, "I need to apply more makeup to make myself look really good, so beautiful that it will startle Dan Sha!"

She chuckled and looked down to ask, "Shall I do your makeup?"

Li Yue'er politely declined, knowing that the mistress would definitely frown if she saw her wearing makeup.

But Li Yue'er, being mischievous, rubbed the lip rouge with the pad of her middle finger and applied a thin layer to her lower lip, then gently pressed her lips together to leave a trace of color.

It's because when the mistress sent something over, she didn't even bother to send her a message.

When the two arrived at the headmaster's courtyard, the mistress was still exchanging pleasantries with the headmaster and his wife.

The headmaster was a man of few words, and his wife was even less so. It was mainly the headmaster's wife who kept the atmosphere lively between the two of them with a smile, passing the conversation between them.

Seeing Li Yue'er approaching from afar, the headmaster's wife breathed a sigh of relief, "Little Yue'er is here."

Before she could finish speaking, Qu Rong had already looked up at her.

Wearing a light pink summer dress, Li Yue'er resembled a lotus flower or a peony, with a clean and gentle temperament. She gracefully walked over under the bright sun, so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

With her eyes lowered and her skirt lifted with one hand, she stepped onto the corridor. The gentle breeze in front of the hall stirred her skirt, making it ripple and graceful, like a fairy descending from heaven.

The headmaster coughed twice, covering his lips with his hand. Qu Rong finally realized what was happening, her ears turning red instantly. She looked away, lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and put on a serious face.

They were both women, and although there were no strict rules separating men and women, staring directly at each other was still impolite.

Qu Rong wouldn't have acted like this before. This time, it's probably because she's been separated from Li Yue'er for too long, so much so that she forgot everything after seeing her.

The headmaster's wife raised her hand and beckoned Li Yue'er to her side.

When Li Yue'er walked over, her eyes were fixed on the mistress, but the mistress did not meet her gaze.

Li Yue'er, "?"

She walked up to the headmaster's wife, who took her hand and said, "Master Qu said that he is busy at home, and the old lady in the family is seriously ill and cannot get out of bed. He has no choice but to ask you to go back and lend a hand."

She looked at the headmaster, who lowered his eyes and nodded slightly before continuing, "Your Grandpa Zou and I feel that although it is against the rules, we cannot be so rigid as to ignore reason because of the rules, so we have agreed. As for whether or not you go with her, it depends on your opinion."

The headmaster's wife means that she can go back with the mistress! No need to wait another six months to see her again?

Li Yue'er looked at the mistress with bright eyes, but the mistress lowered her eyes and sat upright, pretending to be a lady from a prominent family.

Li Yue'er, "..."

Li Yue'er smiled slightly, "Then I'll go back and think about it."

Qu Rong paused, pursed her lips, and looked up at Li Yue'er, "?"

Li Yue'er only looked at the headmaster's wife.

The headmaster's wife smiled and said, "Alright, then you can go back and talk slowly. Whatever decision you make today, don't rush to leave. Stay overnight and we'll discuss it tomorrow."

"yes."

Qu Rong and Li Yue'er bowed to the two and took their leave.

After leaving the headmaster's courtyard, Qu Rong finally looked at Li Yue'er properly. It had been a month since she last saw her, and her face seemed to have matured a bit. Her light pink dress resembled a lotus flower, and her temperament was elegant. When Li Yue'er was not speaking or looking at her, she truly had the charm of a lotus.

The mistress followed her everywhere, her gaze fixed on her. Even so, she still pursed her lips and refused to speak to her first.

She didn't speak, and neither did Li Yue'er. As a result, the two, who should have been all lovey-dovey after meeting, unexpectedly kept their feelings to themselves and remained polite, maintaining a distance and not even touching hands.

Teng Huang stared curiously at the two people in front of him, wondering why Li Yue'er, who had been so enthusiastic and excited just moments before, had suddenly become cold towards the head of the family.

Is it because you're in the academy and on the road that you can't let loose?

While she was watching Li Yue'er and the head of the family, Dansha kept looking at her.

Teng Huang's cheeks were flushed, her face bright. She turned her head and proudly bit her lip, raising her face to look at Dan Sha. "Doesn't it look good?"

Dansha nodded without hesitation.

She was overjoyed.

Teng Huang cheered up, her eyes meeting Dan Sha's burning gaze. She then lowered her head shyly, tugging at the tassels on her waist, and hummed, "I'm beautiful as I am."

Her gaze wandered back and forth, but no matter where she looked, her peripheral vision was always on the cinnabar.

Cinnabar is also one of them.

If their eyes accidentally meet while they're wandering around, they both blush and look in opposite directions.

The two of them followed behind Qu Rong and Li Yue'er. Although they didn't say anything, they were sticky and affectionate like a piece of candy that had just melted under the scorching sun, and even the air was filled with a sweet scent.

We've arrived at the Ming family compound.

After learning of Qu Rong's purpose, Madam Ming also agreed to listen to Li Yue'er and let her make the decision.

The two children hadn't seen each other for quite some time. Ming was not the kind of person who was oblivious to romance, so she smiled and said, "Let Mu Ge come out with me for a bit. I'll order a table of food, and we'll have lunch together."

She beckoned Li Xing'er over, intending to take her out with her, "Come with me, and I'll buy you candy."

Li Xing'er hugged her mother without hesitation, afraid of being left behind, "Okay!"

Li Yue'er knew perfectly well that her mother had gone out to give her and Qu Rong some time alone, but she still deliberately said, "It's too much trouble for Brother Mu to make the trip himself. Why do you have to go out in this hot weather, Mother?"

As she spoke, the mistress watched her quietly.

Ming stood up, took Li Xing'er's hand, and said, "Brother Mu doesn't know your taste, so I'll go instead."

Li Yue'er stood up, making a move to go with them. Before she could even take a step forward, her wrist was grabbed by the mistress behind her through her sleeve.

The mistress sat on the long bench, her hand tightly gripping Li Yue'er's wrist. Li Yue'er's heart tightened, and her breath grew warm.

After her mother and sister left, she "dragged" the mistress into her yard and into her house.

She got up too late; the door was open, but the window wasn't. Now that the two of them were inside, Li Yue'er turned around to close the door. When she turned back to look at her mistress, her mistress was holding her waist and pressing her tightly against the door, kissing her.

The mistress's kiss was urgent and passionate, a stark contrast to the composed, dignified, and composed Qu family head she was when she was outside.

Li Yue'er subconsciously wrapped her arms around her mistress's shoulders and returned the kiss.

The mistress's hands moved with practiced ease, one hand on her waist, the other on her bosom, and she mimicked the cat's paw-raising and light-stepping motion.

Li Yue'er's nose was covered in fine sweat, and she looked like a puddle of soft water, so much so that Qu Rong kissed her so much that she wanted to flow down the door panel and onto the ground.

After a hurried and passionate kiss, the mistress rested her chin on her shoulder and held her as she calmed her breathing.

Li Yue'er kissed her mistress's earlobe and neck repeatedly, mischievously reminding her, "I put on lip rouge."

Qu Rong gave a soft "hmm".

She saw it.

Li Yue'er laughed, "Then will you still eat?"

Qu Rong, "..."

Qu Rong pinched Li Yue'er's waist and turned to look at her.

The mistress remained defiant, but Li Yue'er saw a deep longing hidden beneath her usually cold eyes.

For someone as aloof and concerned with appearances as her to show emotion in her eyes must mean she must be missing someone a lot.

Li Yue'er's nose tingled and her heart softened. She cupped her mistress's face and kissed her back. As their lips rubbed together, she breathed heavily and said, "I've missed you so much."

The mistress simply hummed in agreement.

She didn't say she missed her, but she was willing to hold her, and when she missed her, she would cooperate by unbuttoning her clothes and pushing up her layers of skirt, holding her and placing her on that big wooden box, satisfying her desires.

Li Yue'er smelled the familiar scent of cold plum blossoms on her mistress, along with a refreshing moisture, indicating that she must have taken a bath before coming.

She raised her hand and pulled out the mistress's hairpin, untangling her full head of black hair, letting the cool, smooth, silky hair cascade down like a waterfall, hanging behind the mistress and falling into her palm, where she grasped it.

She sat on the closed wooden chest, almost touching the ground with her toes, one hand holding the mistress's hair and the other holding the mistress's clothes at her waist. When she lifted her buttocks slightly, her fingertips wrinkled the neat fabric.

The mistress bent down and embraced her, resting her chin on her shoulder and kissing her earlobe, offering silent comfort.

It's so tight.

It was so tight that even my slippery fingertips couldn't quite get in.

Qu Rong glanced sideways and asked Li Yue'er in a hoarse voice, "Don't you want to?"

I miss it too much.

Li Yue'er gripped her mistress's clothes tightly, wrapped her other arm around her shoulder and neck, tilted her head to kiss her, and at the same time lifted her waist to go inside.

She was panting heavily, her eyes filled with tears, "I miss you so much..."

"Water flows at night."

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My editor told me that Chu Xiu and Yu Nian from our other book, "My Mute Bride," have been selected as the couple of the year!

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