Chapter 94: How long do you plan to hold me like this?

After taking a nap in the afternoon, Lu Ting asked Feng Xin to dig out the wine in the backyard, and she left the house with the blueprint. There was a black market in the west of Kyoto, where all kinds of people came from. She changed into men's clothes, but her elegance could not be concealed.

The entrance to the black market is connected to the gambling house, and most of the people who come here are not doing legitimate business.

Of course, if you want to find rare items, your chances of getting them on the black market are higher.

Lu Tingwan entered the black market and had to find materials to forge the Sunset Bow first. There were indeed many kinds of things that could be seen in the black market, and naturally they all came with taboos. Lu Tingwan knew what he could touch and what he could not touch.

Fortunately, her hard work paid off. She noticed some materials that could be used to make bow arms from an old man. They were rhinoceros horns. After being cut into thin slices and pasted on the inside, they could increase the elasticity of the bow arms to a greater extent, thereby increasing the speed of arrow shooting and making the bow and arrow more penetrating.

She didn't understand these things at first, but they were recorded in ancient books.

As for the bow body, the Overlord Bow is made of black iron. Pulling a bow weighing a hundred pounds requires strong arm strength, but the Sunset Bow does not need to be so heavy. As long as you choose suitable hardwood and forge and carve it, you can make a prototype of the bow body. The most important thing is that this finished product can combine strength, speed, lightness and convenience into one, which can be considered a great success.

That blueprint has the power of the Overlord Bow. If it is fully drawn on the battlefield, the arrow can penetrate the bodies of several people without any obstruction when it is shot out.

The power and lethality are so terrifying that to forge such a bow, the Ministry of Industry naturally does not meet the specifications, so she never thought of starting with the Ministry of Industry.

When we came out of the black market, it was already dark. The materials were mined and bought separately, because few people would use all the best materials for a bow. Except for military bows and arrows, ordinary people and merchants would not bother to forge such high-quality bows. Military bows and arrows were forged in batches by the imperial court, and the materials used were very particular.

Therefore, the materials she needed were not rare and the price was negotiable.

The next step is to find a craftsman. She has prepared the materials. If there is a craftsman who can forge it, it will be much easier and save time.

When Lu Tingwan returned to Yansheng Hall, Feng Xin had already prepared dinner, and the jars of wine were placed in front of the wooden table in the main room.

As soon as she came back, she smelled the aroma of wine. The mud grooves on the jar had been wiped clean, and the fragrance was already spreading before it was even opened.

I've been running outside all day and I'm thirsty.

It was rare for Feng Xin to see her regain her former childishness and liveliness after returning. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she regarded the wine jar as prey for her to enjoy.

She raised her soft arms high, with full force, "Feng Xin, open!"

Feng Xin got the order and clapped his hands in agreement: "Okay!"

The stopper of the jar was opened by a dagger. Lu Tingwan couldn't wait to move forward and took a deep sip, as if the wine was already lingering between his teeth, savoring it.

Feng Xin placed the wine ladle into the jar, and when he took it out, he poured the wine in the ladle into the prepared jade cup.

"Madam, would you like to try it?" Feng Xin's eyes were full of anticipation.

Lu Tingwan brought it over and carefully put the jade cup into her nose. She did not taste it in a hurry, but closed her eyes to feel the aroma of the wine. After a while, she opened her eyes and glanced at Feng Xin.

When the lips touch the wine drops, the taste is sweet, and the fragrance of grapes covers the strong taste of the original wine, making it rich and fragrant.

After finishing the cup, he said with satisfaction, "Good wine."

Feng Xin saw that she was drinking heavily and could not help but dissuade her, saying, "Second Madam, it's not advisable to drink too much on an empty stomach. Let's eat first, and then we can drink after eating. How about that?"

Lu Tingwan didn't want to listen to Feng Xin's nagging, so she agreed decisively. She had already drunk a lot during the meal, and her skin temperature was gradually rising. In the heat, she lay on the rattan chair under the grape trellis to cool off.

Two jugs of wine were placed in front of the wooden table. Lu Tingwan asked Feng Xin to pack the rest, leaving two jars to be taken into the palace.

Looking up at the moon, the stars seemed particularly small in the vastness, and the starlight was overshadowed by the moonlight. Lu Tingwan saw double in the flashing light.

I went to the black market today and saw a lot of rare things.

Thinking of this, she picked up the wine jug and filled it up herself, one glass after another. As she became drowsy, her body temperature rose higher. The wine felt hot and spicy when it entered her throat, but it was neither long-lasting nor irritating. After swallowing, the fragrance lingered in her mouth, like a soft and slippery force sweeping across the ground. The more she drank, the more difficult it was for her to control herself.

A feeling of tipsiness surged to her forehead, and a blush appeared on her smooth, white cheeks. Her originally neat hair seemed to be messy, and she looked lazy and dazed, as if she was an endless temptation.

The person on the rattan chair fell over and sat down on the ground. She used her remaining sanity to support herself and stood up. She wanted to go back to the house.

Her vision was blurred and she couldn't tell the direction clearly. She shook her head a few times while staggering. After determining that the place was the direction back to the house, she walked quickly in a hurry, but her steps were staggering.

For some reason, this time the way to the house was much farther than before. My heart was beating faster due to the effect of alcohol, and my head felt heavier.

Little did she know that she was going in the wrong direction. That was not the way back to the main house. She had already left Yansheng Hall and was stumbling and leaning against the door frame, shouting to the figure in the candlelight: "Feng Xin, Feng Xin, help me in..."

Cheng Xianzhi came out of the clean room with mist hanging on his body. He was only wearing a thin shirt with a loose collar. While he was inside, he heard the noise outside the door.

Then he came out with doubts and saw a shaky figure leaning against the door frame.

He straightened his collar, revealing his distinct collarbone. A few drops of mist rolled down his Adam's apple, and his temples were also wet.

"Lu Tingwan?" Cheng Xianzhi glanced at her, not knowing what she was doing there.

But Lu Tingwan was no longer conscious, and he was mumbling something, mistaking that man for Feng Xin.

"You, come here," she raised her hand and pointed at him, "help me."

Judging from his appearance, he has been drinking and is drunk.

This wasn't the first time Cheng Xianzhi had seen her drunk, and her drinking behavior wasn't great.

Seeing that he didn't move, Lu Tingwan stepped in on her own. However, the threshold of the main hall of the study was higher than that of the main room of Yansheng Hall. She was weak to begin with, and when she raised her foot, she tripped and fell down.

Cheng Xianzhi was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and luckily caught it as it brushed past the tables and chairs in the room.

Lu Tingwan's whole body fell into his strong arms, but she didn't feel much. She felt light all over. In this position, she put her arms around him, almost hugging his neck, and buried her face in his neck. The heat rushed over her ears. Cheng Xianzhi's body, which had just taken a bath, became cool, and the warmth from her body came over her, comfortable and soft.

At that moment, his throat was dry and his mind went blank.

However, Lu Tingwan treated him as a sign of the wind. Cheng Xianzhi's coolness also made her feel comfortable. She greedily clung to this coolness and refused to let go, but instead held on tighter.

"Lu Tingwan?" Cheng Xianzhi's voice was horrifyingly hoarse, and he couldn't help but cough twice.

"Feng Xin, why did you become taller?" Lu Tingwan used his body to support herself and wanted to see what was going on. The fragrance on his body was very familiar.

Lu Tingwan tried to open her eyes wide and get closer to his entire face, but she couldn't see it clearly.

The alcohol made her eyes sparkle. Her eyes were very bright and round, with deep pupils and pure black color. When she stared at people, it felt like her eyes were filled with starlight, which was truly charming.

"You're drunk." Cheng Xianzhi used up the last bit of his sanity to help her sit on the chair, then poured her a cup of hot tea.

Lu Tingwan obediently held the teacup. She thought it was just wine, but as soon as she took a sip of hot tea, she felt the taste was wrong.

With puffed cheeks and angry eyes, he said, "I don't want this, I want wine, the wine I brewed, Fengxin..."

"Feng Xin, Feng Xin, Feng Xin..." At this time, the person on the chair started to make trouble and kept calling people.

Cheng Xianzhi walked away and just watched her acting crazy while drunk. However, the hot tea on the table spilled and fell into her skirt. Her drunken features felt the heat and she couldn't help but frown.

The teacup fell with a clang.

Cheng Xianzhi nervously went over to check if her hand was burned. He squatted down to keep his eyes level with hers. Just as he was about to hold her wrist, Lu Tingwan pulled it back.

He must have used too much force, which hurt her and she didn't want him to touch her.

Cheng Xianzhi had no choice but to pick up the teacup on the ground and put it away.

My body was soaked with tea, and the fabric of my clothes felt sticky and uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was clamoring for Fengxin, he wanted to send it back to her, but then he had to change his clothes.

"Don't move. I'll take you back to find Feng Xin, okay?" The voice returned to its coldness, but was very gentle.

"Feng Xin?" She felt good just by hearing the name. "Okay."

Seeing that she had calmed down and behaved well, Cheng Xianzhi went into the inner room to change clothes. After walking a few steps, he looked back and saw that Lu Tingwan was not at peace.

What is she doing?

She unbuttoned her collar by herself, with no intention of stopping. Cheng Xianzhi was about to go in, but turned back halfway in disbelief.

This ancestor is taking off his clothes in his study. What is he trying to do?

He had no choice but to come back and push the man back: "Lu Tingwan, if you get drunk again, I will throw you out."

Her wrists were restrained and she could only struggle. Cheng Xianzhi couldn't bear to hurt her and let go.

Lu Tingwan seemed to understand and stopped moving. The two buttons on her collar were undone, and Cheng Xianzhi was embarrassed to fasten them back on for her.

So I didn't care about it anymore.

Until I returned to the inner room and changed my clothes, there was no movement outside and it was very quiet.

I thought it was over.

But when he came out, the chair was empty. He glanced around and saw a graceful figure lying on the couch under the east window of the study.

His outer garment fell beside him, and a piece of underwear was hanging on it. There was a bamboo mat on the couch, which was where Cheng Xianzhi rested in his spare time.

The mat was cool and she fell asleep as soon as she touched it.

Cheng Xianzhi sighed deeply and thought to himself that from now on, not a drop of wine would be allowed in Yansheng Hall.

The night wind crept in from the east window and blew on the person on the couch. After drinking, one must not touch cold water, otherwise one will catch a cold and get sick.

He had no choice but to send it back to her.

The outer shirt under the low couch was made of gauze and was very light. He picked it up and put it on her, not knowing how to start for a moment.

A pair of jade arms were exposed, and the bulge of her chest was visible to the naked eye, rising and falling with her breathing, like millions of ants drilling into his heart and gnawing at it.

He always believed that he was not tempted by lust, and even when he was lying on the same couch with Gongsun Xue, he had never had any improper thoughts.

Only when facing her did the man's natural lust surge, crashing into him and leaving him broken.

After a moment, Cheng Xianzhi gritted his teeth, grabbed her arms and tried to put her coat on, but Lu Tingwan went up and was hugged, leaning firmly in his arms.

He mumbled something indistinct.

Cheng Xianzhi's soft body pressed against his, his breathing rapid and uncontrollable, his eyes bloodshot. His voice was hoarse again, his breath trembling and unsteady: "Lu Tingwan? I owe you, why are you torturing me like this?"

"Hmm?" The person in his arms hummed in response.

"Are you so proud?" Cheng Xianzhi didn't dare to move and tried to calm his breath.

"Why are you saving me?" A voice came from the side of his ear, his heart tightened, and he turned his head to look, and the two profiles of their faces were almost touching.

The aroma of wine wafted from her body from time to time, making people intoxicated.

"Why save me..."

She must be drunk...

"I don't want you to die..." The hoarse voice contained a regret of love that cannot be expressed.

"Feng Xin, Feng Xin," she called out again. Cheng Xianzhi cleared his mind, grabbed her slender waist, changed her position, and quickly put her clothes on. The person leaning on his arm spoke again, "Feng Xin, fill the jar with wine for me. I have to bring it into the palace and let Xie Zhao taste it..."

“Give…a…taste…”

Cheng Xianzhi's eyes darkened. Xie Zhao?

So, the question just now was not directed at him, but at Xie Zhao?

A bitter smile flashed across his cold face, and loss filled his eyes.

Lu Tingwan's limbs were weak and he could barely sit up.

Cheng Xianzhi was about to get up and send her back when Lu Tingwan suddenly stood up and straddled him, pressing her entire weight between his legs. She felt like she was hugging an ice cube, absorbing the coolness from his body, and pressed her chest against him, leaning against his firmness.

Cheng Xianzhi was pushed back onto the couch by this domineering and unreasonable action, and remained in this ambiguous posture.

He put one hand in the air to protect her at any time to prevent her from losing weight and falling to the ground. He supported her with the other hand behind her back, and his fingertips contracted and grabbed the bamboo mat when they touched the soft spot.

"How long do you plan to hold me like this?" He tried to control himself, his cheeks flushing red.

Lu Tingwan rubbed against his body warmth, as if she wanted to melt the ice before she would be satisfied.

Her lips were also seeking coolness. Her eyes were blurred, her drunken look was charming, and there was a subtle temptation in her breathing.

The entire beautiful outline was within reach, and Cheng Xianzhi was actually looking forward to what this person would do next.

But he stared at the outline in a trance, without moving a muscle.

Suddenly, Lu Tingwan held his face in her hands. She felt as if she was rowing on a quiet lake, riding on the moonlight, holding a touch of ice to dispel the heat.

The coolness drove her to want to devour it, to melt it, and to wrap herself in comfort.

Unexpectedly, Lu Tingwan moved her lips towards him, and when their lips collided, the bamboo mat behind them made a crushing sound.

Cheng Xianzhi was stunned at first, then his furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and the frost in his eyes gradually melted away. His eyes were filled with deep disbelief, mixed with surprise and joy.

She is...

His long knuckles dug into the bamboo mat, holding on tight.

Passion irrigates reason.

But he didn't dare respond because he knew that she was irrational and this was not her intention.

After a pause, Lu Tingwan moved away.

Cheng Xianzhi stared at her infatuatedly, his eyes filled with a sense of lingering desire. He withdrew his hand from the bamboo mat and pinched her chin: "So you have a habit of having relatives when you are drunk?"

He still remembered the first time he saw her drunk, in the garden outside the study. She was talking nonsense, muttering "Luo Yunchu kissed me".

At that time, he didn't care, nor did he want to care who she made friends with or who she was hanging out with. As long as she didn't hang around in front of him and try to get close to him with her beauty and provide information to the empress dowager.

He could let her do whatever she wanted outside, and even when he heard such words, he didn't have any excessive emotions.

But, is it me that she wants to kiss?

Even the line "Why did you save me?"

Are you asking about Cheng Xianzhi?

"Lu Tingwan, I'll settle the matter with you when you wake up." Cheng Xianzhi concealed all the doubts in his heart, retracted his arms, and the person on his thigh fell into his arms and was carried back to Yansheng Hall.