In the evening, the teacher left with his hands behind his back. Jimo Yuan thought about it and decided to go to Furongyuan.

He thought, he didn't have any other feelings for Sheng Qiyue. He ignored her for no reason because he was afraid of being suspected.

Sheng Qiyue was holding her head in a daze, with the food already placed in front of her. When she saw the young master coming, the depression on her face disappeared, she stood up to greet him, hugged him and acted coquettishly.

"Master, I thought you weren't coming tonight."

"Why do you say that?" Jimo Yuan did not resist her touch, but he still felt a little uncomfortable, and he hesitantly put his hand around her waist.

If it were Shen Shaoyan, he would definitely do this.

"I just feel..." Sheng Qiyue tilted her head in confusion: "Young Master, there's something different."

Jimo Yuan asked calmly, "What's the difference?"

Sheng Qiyue shook her head. She was rather casual in Furong Courtyard and did not tie up her long black hair like other women. Her waist-length black hair gently stroked the back of Jimo Yuan's hand.

"The young master is still the young master. Nothing has changed. I'm just overthinking it."

"You can't say that." Jimo Yuan placed his palm against the slender waist, and a slight sense of oxygen came from the back of his hand, which made his heart itchy.

After hearing Sheng Qiyue's words, he smiled and said, "People say that a person well-read and well-read is naturally elegant, and that a scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence. I guess I am becoming more and more elegant, so you think I am different."

Sheng Qiyue suddenly realized: "Yes! That's it. So this feeling is called temperament?"

Jimo Yuan nodded heavily: "When I read more books, there will definitely be more changes, and you will become an official's wife in the future."

Sheng Qiyue chuckled and didn't take it too seriously.

"As long as the young master has a promising future, it doesn't matter whether I become an official's wife or not."

Jimo Yuan saw through her thoughts at a glance and shook his head. Compared with the concubines raised in the deep palace by his father, Sheng Qiyue had some ambitions, but not much, and was inexplicably cute.

"The food is a little cold." Sheng Qiyue said, "I'll have someone heat it up."

"No need." Jimo Yuan said, "It's hot, so don't eat anything too hot. This is just right now."

The two of them finished their dinner in tacit understanding. After the meal, Jimo Yuan did not plan to stay overnight and wanted to find an excuse to leave.

But before he could open his mouth, Sheng Qiyue pushed him into the side hall and said mysteriously, "Master, I have a surprise for you after you take a bath."

"What...what surprise?" Jimo Yuan stuttered.

Sheng Qiyue blinked at him and said shyly, "It's the one you mentioned last time. Mother sent some more today."

When Jimo Yuan heard that it was sent by the wife of the prefect, he felt relieved. It was good that it was not what he expected. Usually, gifts given by elders are serious and solemn, so he nodded.

Sheng Qiyue closed the door and went out, took a shower, and changed into an exotic dress with bells on the waist, revealing her cute belly button. The skirt was very short, revealing her snow-white and slender legs.

Wearing this dress, she tentatively performed a few of the moves she had seen the dancer do last night.

Her body was surprisingly flexible, and she copied a few moves without any hindrance. She danced a little on her own, and when she felt okay with it, she returned to the dormitory.

Jimo Yuan took a shower and got dressed. He didn't see Sheng Qiyue, but when he heard a noise in the dormitory, he walked in hesitantly, wanting to tell her about going back.

"Master, you're here!"

The sound of ding-ling-ling rang out, and Sheng Qiyue said shyly, "I will dance for you."

When Jimo Yuan saw her clothes clearly, his ears turned red and his eyes became extremely obscure. He wanted to look away but it was as if he was stuck there and he was reluctant to blink.

Sheng Qiyue has already started dancing, either raising her arms or kicking her legs, then lifting her left foot and gently spinning.

The skirt is lifted up...!

Finally, Sheng Qiyue finished dancing and put her hand on his shoulder: "Master, how was my dance?"

"...Very good." Jimo Yuan's voice was hoarse.

Sheng Qiyue felt a little aggrieved: "Then why didn't you respond?"

He had been so enthusiastic the last few times, eager to come over without her even having to dance, so why was he so cold this time? It made her lose her confidence.

Jimo Yuan's body stiffened, and Sheng Qiyue pressed against his body...

Jimo Yuan couldn't help himself after all and blew out the lamp on the table.

He understands Shen Shaoyan now, so Shen Shaoyan will also understand her, right?

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Thinking of the important things to do tomorrow, Jimo Yuan hugged her and said, "Go to sleep quickly. I will take you to Pushan Temple tomorrow."

Sheng Qiyue was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers. She murmured "hmm" in a daze and fell into a deep sleep.

Jimo Yuan fetched water to clean her, then carefully traced her eyebrows and eyes in the darkness, and watched her like this all night.

………………

Lou Xinlan was under house arrest for a few days, and finally couldn't help but sneak out of the house. Seeing a large number of officers and soldiers appearing on the street, they were all the admiral's men, and she couldn't help but ask.

Commander Sun couldn't help but take a few steps back when he saw Lou Xinlan: "It's Miss Lou, what's the matter?"

Lou Xinlan asked, "Commander Sun, what happened? Where's Brother Lu? Have you seen him?"

Commander Sun couldn't wait to get rid of her and said, "Master Lu is out suppressing bandits. I have official business to attend to. Please excuse me."

Suppressing bandits? Lou Xinlan didn't believe it and secretly went to the gate of the Admiral's Mansion to inquire. In the afternoon, she received news that Lu Yanzhou had been arrested for suppressing bandits for a day!

Lou Xinlan's eyes darkened, and she anxiously asked the beauty system: "What should I do? Xiaomei, do you have any solution?"

[No!] The system said: [He's just a man. If you have this time, you might as well think about how to get beauty points from Sheng Qiyue.]

Lou Xinlan was about to cry, "I became beautiful just to get Brother Lu. If he dies, I won't live either."

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