Chapter 90: Shelter (2) [VIP]

Even though the woman was full of pride, she had nowhere to turn, so she could only swallow her anger and tidy up the bedroom...

The reason why it is so gratifying is thanks to this clear and elegant shadow.

She stole a glance at him with great interest, and said with a look of admiration, "Sir, you are so confident in your lies now."

His eyes were filled with doubts. Qu Han wanted to speak but hesitated. He asked helplessly, "Why did you go to smash Xu Anyao's boudoir for no reason?"

"I just couldn't stand her, and in a fit of rage, I smashed it," she replied succinctly, a spur-of-the-moment decision. She admitted that she had indeed broken the government rules. "If the master wants to punish me, then do so. I have no complaints."

"I covered up your lie, so I didn't intend to punish you..." Cong Ran brought her a cup of hot tea. He sat beside the desk with a serious expression and held her in his arms naturally with a light embrace.

Chu Qingluo's anger towards Miss Xu faded somewhat, and she remained calm in his arms, curling her lips and saying, "I saw her provoking Miss Meng, and I was so angry that I left. My personal grudge with Ying'er is not someone else's business."

Speaking of that girl, the young master fell silent for a moment. As he was seeing Xue Chen off from the mansion, he glanced over and saw the quarreling scene. "I just saw you and Meng Ying'er... it seemed like you parted on bad terms."

She lowered her eyelashes slightly and said her intention lightly, her eyes still showing some indifference: "It's okay, my words were a bit harsh. Even if I lose, that girl can still survive."

"If she knew your painstaking efforts, she might forgive you."

Qu Hanjin nodded in understanding, knowing from the beginning that she was not a cold-hearted person.

She just had resentment in her heart and buried many of her emotions in the dust. As time went by, even she couldn't remember what she had felt.

Following the teacher's words, Chu Qingluo pondered for a moment, looking at the bright and beautiful figure, and felt that he had something else in mind.

She then narrowed her eyes, raised her fingers to play with the black hair that fell on his shoulders, and said teasingly, "So... Sir, you understand my painstaking efforts and have written off my previous exploitation and seduction?"

Qingrong showed no joy or sorrow. Qu Hanjin answered calmly, his clear eyes turning a little colder: "I still have resentment for what happened before. Qingluo seduced me in every possible way just to seek revenge, and used me as a chess piece on the chessboard. Even if I have a good temper, I should still be resentful."

"Sir, don't think about anything else. Now your body and soul belong to me. You can't escape..." She hooked the back of his neck, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her slender fingers brushed across his heart, intending not to let him betray her. "I've thought about it. If I die, I will drag you to be buried with me before I die."

"Okay..." He answered with great interest, a sinister look welling up in his cold eyes. "I have no regrets about being buried in the same tomb with the Princess of Long."

Mr. Qu, whom Emperor Xuanlong admired the most, actually wanted to be buried in the same tomb with the princess of the previous dynasty... The emperor was unaware of the fact that such a treacherous minister was by his side.

Chu Qingluo was very proud of herself for seducing someone so casually that she ended up seducing an important official of the Daning court. Thinking of Xue Chen's visit, she suddenly said, "By the way, General Xue..."

"Xue Chen agreed."

There was a chessboard on the table beside him. The young man picked up a piece and placed it down calmly and calmly.

The great general went to the place written on the paper and questioned the bandits who had robbed his wife and children. It turned out that their actions were indeed instigated by the Ninth Prince.

Even Xue Qu himself found the so-called loyalty ridiculous, so he wanted to ask Mr. Qu for some advice.

This visit fell into the trap set by her and her husband.

General Xue finally took the bait...

She was both surprised and delighted, her eyes filled with unconcealable joy. She asked cheerfully, "Did he really go find the bandits and find out what happened back then?"

Qu Han smiled faintly at this, looking at her joy without saying anything. He seemed to be very happy as well. He continued with a strategic plan, "I have let Yang Lian review the account books. It is true that the Ninth Prince has amassed wealth and colluded with court officials..."

"He is definitely responsible for this crime."

Having a counselor like her husband calmed her restless heart considerably. She felt particularly pleased when she thought about how he had gone to Guangcheng Hall every evening for chess these past few months, seeking to gain His Majesty's trust and... paving a broad path for her.

"Sir, you always play chess with your Majesty. I heard that your Majesty never won a single game," Chu Qingluo stood up and sat leisurely at the side of the table, holding his chin and asked, "I also want to play a game of chess with you. Will you agree to my request?"

Never expected that one day he would have to play chess with her. The young man beside him was suddenly stunned, and his fingertips that were lightly touching the chess cup slowly withdrew.

"I am no match for Qingluo." Qu Han looked a little embarrassed and spoke seriously.

This was no joke. If he truly defeated her, he would have a hard time clearing the account tonight. If he pretended to lose, given her personality, she would have a hard time getting through this either...

Seeing that the master had decisively admitted defeat, she narrowed her eyes slightly. No matter how she listened, she felt that he was disdainful of playing chess with her: "Master, you admit defeat before you even make a move. How boring."

The young master sat quietly on the other side, Ying, will Qingluo blame me? "

"Sir, your chess skills are superb. I lost, but it's not a shame to lose face." Then he raised an ambiguous smile and said, "But if you lose,

If she really loses, she can brag about it for a long time.

However, as soon as these words fell, the frosty young man in front of him seemed to have become a different person. His originally gentle eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and his deep eyes revealed an extremely cold look.

He methodically cleared the chessboard, raised his sleeve solemnly, and signaled her to make the first move: "Qing Luo, black, please."

Wei Su, this power alone is enough to make people retreat...

She picked up the chess piece lightly and played a real game of chess with the world-famous Mr. Qu.

When she was the Princess of Long State, she learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting from the court teachers selected by her father, so naturally she knew a little bit.

But the Qingying in front of her always took an unconventional approach, and the moves she made were really hard for her to figure out.

After playing for less than a quarter of an hour, every move she wanted to make seemed to have been seen through.

Chu Qingluo held her jade finger in the air for a moment, concentrating on her thoughts. Then, she slowly placed the chess piece down and asked in a low voice, "I understand what you just said, sir. But if Your Majesty refuses to admit this crime and, disregarding the imperial authority, insists on protecting the Ninth Prince, what will you do?"

"Leading troops into the palace, seeking power and rebelling."

He had indeed seen through her plan, and immediately made a move, leaving her surrounded by enemies and in a desperate situation.

She had nowhere to retreat, like a bird in a cage. She leisurely picked up another chess piece and whispered, "If you fail, you will be charged with treason."

“I’ve never been afraid.”

With a faint smile and looking up, Qu Hanjin stared at her and said that once she made this move, the outcome would be decided.

Seeing this, she simply threw the chess piece back into the chess cup, knowing that there was no need to make any more moves.

I had already been calculated into his chess game without realizing it.

Chu Qingluo tenderly sat back in his arms, lowering her eyes to admire the master's chess skills, and whispered softly: "The master has surrounded me. I am no match for him in this game."

He had never been able to resist her temptations, and his cold eyes gradually softened. He gently embraced Shuse in his arms, and with a ruthless heart, he wanted to win this game for her.

"I'll defeat the white piece for you, you move here."

"If I really win, it will be because of the teacher's guidance. It's boring." However, she had lost interest. She never lingered on things that she had lost interest in. Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at the young master's jade-like face, her autumn eyes reflecting him.

"I'm having some fun with you, Mr..."

Seeing the situation, Qu Hanjin gently grasped her waist, leaned over slightly, and whispered softly, "How do you want to play?"

"What do you think, sir?" She turned her body coquettishly, and suddenly moved closer, letting her scorching breath fall on the skin of his neck, trying to stir up a huge wave of passion.

She obviously felt the white jade figure stiffen all over, and she chuckled secretly, wanting to wait for him to kiss her, but there was no follow-up.

Mr. seems a little out of sorts today...

Suddenly, a sense of sullenness rose in her heart. Chu Qingluo didn't notice anything unusual. Why did the gentleman act like a blockhead? "Sir, are you a blockhead? You can't even see how many times a woman has seduced you? It was like that in the carriage, and it's the same now..."

The young master's ears flushed as he replied in a deep voice, perhaps because he felt she was being too proactive and suddenly felt uncomfortable: "I just felt that since Qingluo was being so attentive without any reason, she must have something to ask of me. I just wanted to hear what it was that she was asking for."

"Is it okay if there's nothing wrong?" She was even more puzzled and blurted out her thoughts, "Is it okay if I just miss you, sir?"

Can't she indulge in the joy in the tent just because of the longing... She is just driven by desire, just longing.

If she is not careful, she might be torn to pieces. It would be better to have a good time at this comfortable moment, so that her life in this music palace will not be in vain.

"Miss you..." Qu Hanjin muttered these two words softly, his eyes trembling intensely, and he felt that what he saw seemed like a dream. "Are you serious?"

He had a dream of a night of passion some time ago. At that time, her face was full of tenderness and shyness, which made him obsessed with her and he would never forget it in his life.

I never thought it would come true now...

Her face was shyly frowning, she spoke vaguely, inexplicably feeling extremely embarrassed: "Of course, I just missed you, sir, so I tried to seduce you."

The young master smiled softly and kissed her neck wantonly, his kisses moving slowly and making her feel itchy: "Qingluo, I always feel like I'm dreaming..."

The skirt on her jade shoulders was skillfully taken off, and a cool breeze blew into the hall. She shivered suddenly, and a hot and soft kiss covered her shoulder again, causing her to be dazed.

Chu Qingluo shyly glanced sideways, her cheeks flushed. "It's so itchy, when did you learn to tease a woman?"

"I learned it from Qingluo..."

Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, with dark currents surging in them. He stretched out his fingers to untie the belt of her skirt, and the kisses on her shoulders continued without stopping, as if a storm was about to come.

Seeing her dress being torn to pieces, she complained quietly, the blush on her cheeks showing her embarrassment: "The master is tearing the dress faster and faster."

"I'm used to it..."

He lowered his eyes and hummed softly, saying only lightly, and kissed her very attentively to make her feel more comfortable.

The burning kiss that touched her jade-like skin brought a hint of coolness, and the lingering breath was both warm and cool.