Chapter 62: "Sheng Sheng, Sheng Sheng, Sheng Sheng..."
Yun Sheng entered the courtyard and curiously looked around the unfamiliar residence.
There are three main rooms, with the central room being the main hall and a bedroom on each side.
The courtyard was made of compacted mud. Apart from two pear trees, there were no other decorations. It was empty and somewhat desolate, but at least it was very clean, and the ground was swept smooth.
Yun Sheng took in the entire courtyard at a glance and then stepped into the east room, which served as the master bedroom.
There was a simple wooden bed in the bedroom, and the blue cloth curtains hanging there looked brand new.
The place remained empty, with only essential tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets; there wasn't even a dressing table for the daughter.
Yun Sheng searched around again, but indeed, it was nowhere to be found.
She frowned slightly, wondering how she should dress herself in the mornings from now on.
Just as I was pondering this, I heard a slight noise outside.
Yun Sheng then realized that Xiao Xu hadn't followed her in and was probably still outside doing something.
When she stepped out of the room and looked at the courtyard gate, she suddenly realized what had happened.
The servants were all settled in town, leaving only the couple to live here. From now on, no one would serve them day and night, and they would have to do everything themselves.
She had gotten off the carriage as usual and went straight into the house, while Xiao Xu was still unloading his luggage at the door.
He removed his outer robe beside the carriage, leaving only a dark, narrow-sleeved, fitted outfit that allowed for easy movement. The sleeves were rolled up high to his elbows, revealing the strong, smooth lines of his forearms.
Yun Sheng stood on the stone steps in front of the house, watching him bend over and lift a heavy camphor wood box steadily.
She snapped out of her daze and hurried down the steps towards the courtyard gate.
Xiao Xu had just picked up the box when he looked up and saw Yun Sheng running out.
"Why did you come out?"
"I'll help move some things too."
As Yun Sheng spoke, she reached out to pick up a slightly smaller rattan box next to her.
She put all her strength into it, but she could only lift one corner of the box. It was much heavier than she had imagined, and she couldn't move it even an inch into the yard.
Seeing this, Xiao Xu smiled and picked up another bundle from the side, handing it to her: "Wife, please lend a hand."
Yun Sheng's ears burned slightly. She took the light bundle and held it in her arms. She turned and walked into the house, her steps as quick as when she came.
After making two trips back and forth, Yun Sheng discovered that apart from the bundle and another cloth bag containing cushions, the rest were heavy boxes and trunks. Even though she could barely lift them, just thinking about them made her feel tired.
Looking at Xiao Xu, he could lift two heavy boxes with one hand and carry several large bundles with the other arm. His steps were steady and his breathing was not disordered.
Despite his overall demeanor being completely out of place with these rough and tedious tasks, he performed them with a strange harmony, without the slightest hint of awkwardness or unease.
His appearance is just like that of a country husband from a folk tale.
No.
He was more handsome and stronger than that country man.
As Xiao Xu carried his things to the door again, he looked up and saw Yun Sheng leaning against the doorframe, half of her body sticking out, her bright eyes staring straight at him.
He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
Yun Sheng's eyes flickered, and she quickly withdrew her head, leaving only a series of light footsteps as she ran back into the house.
Xiao Xu remained silent for a moment, thinking she didn't want to work, and then ran away.
He found it amusing; he had no intention of making her do any work.
So Xiao Xu didn't go inside for the time being, and turned back to continue his work.
Inside the house, Yun Sheng began unpacking the luggage she had moved in.
The wardrobe was old, but the inside was spotless, with a faint scent of camphor wood and sun-dried wood.
She took out the clothes one by one from the bundle and carefully folded them.
They had agreed to be a simple country couple, so most of the clothes they brought on this trip were plain. At this moment, their clothes were tightly crammed into this not-so-spacious closet.
This scene reminded her of her early wedding days, when she looked at their clothes in the closet, sleeves folded and belts intertwined, and felt a sense of unfamiliarity and unease, so she hurriedly closed the closet door.
Now, Yun Sheng's lips unconsciously curved into a smile, and her heart was filled with a warm and peaceful feeling.
She continued tidying up, her movements light and quick.
She stopped abruptly when she opened another bundle and saw several familiar men's robes.
Even without bright colors, the soft brocade robe stood out clearly from the plain robes in the closet.
These were the very clothes she had embroidered for Xiao Xuci, but she had clearly put them back in the closet before leaving.
She paused for a moment, then simply unfolded the entire bundle and examined each item one by one.
Sure enough, he secretly brought them all without missing a single item.
Yun Sheng was holding the moon-white robe with a slight frown when Xiao Xu, having finished moving the last of his things, came in.
Seeing that she was holding his clothes, he showed no remorse whatsoever.
She's already successfully brought him to Ningyan Town, so why would she throw him away?
Xiao Xu walked towards her calmly.
Yun Sheng raised the clothes in her hand and scolded him with dissatisfaction: "Didn't we agree not to bring these? Why are they all in the bundle?"
Xiao Xu chuckled and said, "Who said anything to you?"
"How could you do this?" Yun Sheng's eyes widened. "This is too much!"
Xiao Xu remained calm: "My wife, I only brought a few sets of clothes."
Yun Sheng was taken aback by his self-righteous manner, and muttered in annoyance, "If I had known this would happen, I should have brought all my pretty clothes with me..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Xu had already walked up to her, opened his arms, and was about to pull her into his embrace.
When Yun Sheng looked up, she saw the glistening sweat on his forehead and temples from his work. She instinctively raised her hand to push him away, saying, "Don't... you're sweating. Let me wipe it off for you."
"No need to wipe." Xiao Xu had already pulled her into his arms, holding her firmly in his embrace. He gently rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice low and relaxed. "That's how it is for couples in the countryside. When a husband comes home from work, he has to be affectionate with his wife first."
Yun Sheng was held tightly in his arms. She struggled a little, but he held her even tighter. His familiar body temperature wafted through her thin clothes, and a cool yet warm breath enveloped her.
She didn't smell any unpleasant sweat odor. Instead, it was like the clean warmth rising from pine wood after being baked by the scorching sun, mixed with a hint of fresh, crumpled wild grass, and Xiao Xu's unique calm yet vibrant energy.
This scent, carried by his breath, seeped into her nostrils, its irresistible presence causing her heart to skip a beat for no apparent reason.
Yun Sheng simply stopped struggling, relaxed her body and nestled in his arms, her cheek lightly pressed against the slightly undulating firm muscles under his clothes, teasing him: "What do you mean by 'off-duty' for a country couple? That's called coming back from working in the fields."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xu actually pondered it seriously for a moment.
"But we have no land."
He relaxed Yun Sheng a little and looked down at her: "Then I'll have someone buy two plots of land?"
"..."
Yun Sheng was amused: "What are we going to do with this? Who's going to farm it?"
Xiao Xu smiled too.
Xiao Xu's interruption made Yun Sheng forget about the dressing table.
By the time she remembered, Xiao Xu had already rolled up his sleeves and gone to the kitchen.
As evening fell, on their first day here, they sat facing each other at a small table in the main room and each ate a bowl of scallion oil noodles.
After finishing her meal, Yun Sheng remembered the dressing table, but Xiao Xu took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them.
When he returned, Yun Sheng was already planning to bring up the matter.
But Xiao Xu beat him to it.
"Come on, let's go somewhere together."
Where to?
"You'll know when you get there."
Yun Sheng was led outside by him. It was already dark outside, and only the blurry outlines of the courtyard and distant mountains could be seen.
Once you step out of the courtyard gate, you'll find yourself on a village path.
The night in the countryside is pure black. Apart from a few scattered stars and a slender crescent moon, there is almost no light source. You have to feel your way along the path, sometimes sinking deep and sometimes sinking shallow.
Yun Sheng subconsciously gripped Xiao Xu's hand tightly. His palm was warm and dry, and his fingertips had calluses from years of practicing martial arts and holding a pen. At this moment, he firmly enveloped her hand, conveying a reassuring strength.
Xiao Xu is tall and has long legs. Usually when they walk together, he would slow down to accommodate her pace. But at this moment, he seemed to be in a hurry, walking very fast even in the darkness where he couldn't see the road.
Yun Sheng struggled to keep up, her breathing gradually becoming rapid, and her skirt occasionally brushed against the grass by the roadside.
She wanted to ask him where he was going in such a hurry, but the wind was whistling in her ears, mixed with the distant barking of dogs and the chirping of insects nearby, so she couldn't get a chance to speak and could only try to quicken her pace.
After walking for about 15 minutes, the path became flatter, and the surrounding grass and trees became more fragrant, mixed with a moist mist.
Xiao Xu's pace finally slowed down, and then stopped completely.
"arrive."
Yun Sheng was slightly out of breath and was about to ask again when her gaze followed his sideways movement and was unexpectedly drawn into a breathtaking scene.
They were standing on a slightly elevated grassy area in a river bend, with soft, thick grass under their feet, cool with the night dew.
Directly ahead, a huge camphor tree stands quietly on the riverbank, its canopy spreading out like a canopy, almost obscuring half of the sky.
The clear stream makes a gentle bend here.
The gentle murmur of the water reflects the crescent moon and a few stars in the sky, shimmering like broken silver. Fireflies flit about, their lights mingling with the reflections of the moon and stars on the water, making this tranquil river bend look like a dream.
"What a beautiful place."
Yun Sheng unconsciously let go of Xiao Xu's hand, took two steps forward, her eyes wide open, filled with the flowing fireflies and moonlight, her exclamation so soft as if afraid of disturbing the dream of this night.
She was completely captivated by the unexpected beauty.
Xiao Xu stepped forward, turned to face her, cupped her face in his hands, and drew her gaze away from the firefly-filled river of stars, fixing it firmly in his eyes.
“Don’t look anywhere else,” his voice was deeper than the night, “look at me.”
Yun Sheng's enjoyment of the scenery was interrupted, and she frowned slightly: "You brought me to such a beautiful place just to enjoy the scenery, why am I looking at you?"
As she spoke, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at the dancing light again.
Xiao Xu wouldn't allow her to be distracted. He tightened his grip on her face, forcing her to look directly at him.
His eyes appeared exceptionally deep in the dim light, churning with emotions she recognized yet seemingly more intense and burning than usual.
"Sheng Sheng." Xiao Xu called her in a deep voice, his Adam's apple bobbing.
A night breeze carries the unique fragrance of camphor tree leaves, mingling with the scents of the grass and river.
The glow of fireflies dappled across his shoulders, with one or two particularly bright ones briefly illuminating his straight nose and beautiful lips.
Although the moonlight was faint, it gilded his entire being with a hazy silver edge, making him shed his usual aloofness and leaving only the primal tension and solemnity of a man in front of his beloved.
Yun Sheng seemed to realize something, and her heartbeat suddenly became disordered, pounding against her chest.
She didn't look away, but stared at him blankly, waiting for him to say something next.
Xiao Xu took a deep breath, gazed into her eyes, and spoke clearly and slowly: "Tonight, here, heaven and earth bear witness, ancient trees stand as witness, and the Milky Way and fireflies offer their congratulations."
His voice wasn't loud, but it drowned out the babbling water and rustling leaves, clearly penetrating her ears and etching itself into her heart.
Xiao Xu looked at her, his gaze burning like flames.
He took out a small brocade pouch from his bosom, untied the string, and took out the contents.
It was a pair of wooden hairpins, lying quietly in his large palm.
By the light of the moon and fireflies, one can see that the wooden hairpin has a delicate texture and a calm, dark brown color with a subtle, elegant luster.
He held up the wooden hairpin. The hairpin body was polished smooth and rounded, and the hairpin head was not decorated with elaborate carvings. Only a simple and smooth line outlined the shape of a lotus.
“I, Xiao Xu, have long admired Miss Yun. Today, I ask Miss Yun if you would allow me to marry you. I wish to stay with you forever and never leave you.”
A night breeze rustled through the leaves of the camphor trees, creating a soft, ancient sound, like a gentle chant.
More fireflies were attracted and danced lightly around them, their light swirling around them, illuminating this small space like a dream.
The moonlight shone on Xiao Xu's face, outlining his defined jawline and focused expression.
Are you willing?
Yun Sheng's eyes stung, and tears welled up unexpectedly, sliding hot down her cheeks.
At this moment, on this secluded riverbank, witnessed by ancient trees and fireflies, the man who has walked hand in hand with her through thick and thin and become her closest reliance is using the most simple and sincere way to make up for this belated questioning that belongs only to the two of them.
She looked at the figure before her, at the pair of sandalwood hairpins in his palm, and at his eyes that could hold only her.
"I do."
The moment the words fell, a dazzling light, like stars, burst forth in Xiao Xu's eyes. His previously tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, replaced by an outpouring of ecstasy.
He immediately took a big step forward, his movement so fast that it even stirred up a breeze, causing the nearby fireflies to flutter wildly.
Xiao Xu solemnly placed the wooden hairpin into her palm, then pulled her into a tight embrace, so strong it seemed he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
Yun Sheng could feel the same intense heartbeat coming from his chest, resonating with her own.
"Sheng Sheng, Sheng Sheng, Sheng Sheng..."
"My wife."
Xiao Xu buried his face in her neck, his hot breath spraying onto her sensitive skin, repeatedly murmuring her name.
The next moment, he stepped back slightly, found her lips in the dim light, and kissed them deeply.
This kiss was unlike any other before.
It carries the breath of the wilderness, the intense emotions, and an almost vow-like sense of possession and tenderness.
Urgent and thorough, with no room for resistance.
Yun Sheng's legs went weak from his kiss, and she leaned back instinctively, her back pressing against the rough and sturdy trunk of the camphor tree.
The cool tree bark felt through my thin spring shirt, but in front of me was his burning chest and a passionate kiss.
Yun Sheng's consciousness gradually became hazy, and she gradually changed from passively enduring to actively responding, her arms already wrapped around his neck without him even realizing it.
The fireflies seemed to be drawn to this intense emotion as well, fluttering around them and lingering, their tiny green lights like dancing sprites.
The moonlight quietly shifted past the treetops, casting dappled shadows onto their intertwined figures.
Xiao Xu's kisses gradually changed from a stormy assault to a gentle, lingering caress.
He carefully traced the shape of her lips, kissed her soft lips, and gently explored with his tongue.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Xu reluctantly stepped back slightly, his forehead pressed against hers, his gaze as dark as the night sky, yet burning with the sparks of a wildfire.
Yun Sheng's eyelashes were wet, and she trembled slightly as she looked up into his eyes.
She seemed to have something to say. Xiao Xu wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, looked at her quietly, and waited for her to speak.
After a moment, Yun Sheng looked away awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with him, and whispered, "Chang Yu, there is no dressing table in the room."
"..."
The air fell silent for a moment.
The tender atmosphere, the fiery passion that seemed ready to erupt at any moment, was shattered by Yun Sheng's abrupt and seemingly nonsensical words.
Yun Sheng felt a little embarrassed.
But they were already husband and wife, and the marriage proposal had already been made. However, the important thing on her mind had been on her mind for a long time, but she had not had the chance to speak up several times.
Xiao Xu pinched her cheek and scoffed, "What's the rush? Can't we take it one step at a time?"
Yun Sheng asked, puzzled, "What do you mean by 'step by step'?"
"Dressing table".
Xiao Xu leaned closer to her: "The timber hasn't arrived yet. I've already sent someone to urge them. Once it's delivered to the yard, I'll put it on for you."
"You're going to make my dressing table? Who, who asked you to make my dressing table?"
Yun Sheng was surprised, but she also realized what was happening.
The house had been prepared in advance, and although it was as simple as the rural couple she had imagined, it was clean and tidy in every way. How could Xiao Xu not notice that there was no dressing table for her to use?
But she still didn't expect Xiao Xu to call her personally.
She couldn't help but ask, "Can you?"
After asking this question, she realized that Xiao Xu seemed to be able to do everything.
But Xiao Xu said, "No, but I've already learned how. The betrothal gifts I give you can't be sloppy. Trust me, I'll definitely make a dressing table that will satisfy you."
"bride price?"
Xiao Xu looked down at her: "Didn't you just say you were willing? Do you want to go back on your word?"
"Just now... did you mean we should get married?"
"No, we're already married," she murmured softly, her cheeks flushing involuntarily as her fingers unconsciously tugged at the fabric of his shirt.
Xiao Xu chuckled lightly: "My wife will naturally be married in a proper ceremony. There are rural weddings too."
His voice lowered, becoming somewhat hoarse: "A marriage that belongs only to us."
Yun Sheng was surprised, but her heart was filled with sweetness, as if she were immersed in a honey pot.
Was Xiao Xu actually planning to marry her again?
This time, there were no more misunderstandings, nor were there any impulsive actions or unavoidable circumstances.
She had agreed to his marriage proposal in a daze, and now they were actually getting married.
Yun Sheng's heart raced, and the belated realization of what had happened left her feeling agitated.
"When did you make this plan? Did you make the wooden hairpin yourself? And the dressing table, and this whole thing? How come I knew nothing about it?"
These things cannot be accomplished in a short time, and naturally they were not Xiao Xu's sudden inspiration. However, since they spent every day together, she couldn't recall when he had started making these preparations at all.
Xiao Xu lowered his head, his breath hot on her face, his lips slightly parted: "Let's not talk about that, we have important business to attend to right now."
"What's the big deal... um..." The unfinished words were swallowed up.
Xiao Xu kissed her again, skillfully penetrating her, eager to deepen the kiss quickly.
Just then, they suddenly heard a strange noise.
"Brother Aniu, slow down, don't rush..."
A young woman's coquettish voice, mixed with the rustling sound of fabric rubbing together, suddenly came from the other side of the ancient camphor tree.
It was some distance away, but it was especially clear in the quiet night.
Yun Sheng and Xiao Xu were both taken aback.
Immediately afterwards, a young man's rough and urgent voice rang out: "Don't be afraid, there's not a soul in sight at night. Xing'er, I miss you so much my heart aches."
"Really? Let me touch it."
"Here, touch here."
It's unclear what part of her body the man let the woman touch, but she suddenly exclaimed, "Shameless scoundrel."
The man laughed heartily, then softened and coaxed her in a flattering tone, "Good Xing'er, let me kiss you, just one kiss, I've been holding back for days."
The two kissed, the sounds of their kisses urgent and clear.
Yun Sheng's face flushed instantly, and she immediately pushed Xiao Xu away.
Xiao Xu frowned and pulled her back into his arms with displeasure.
"Don't..." Yun Sheng lowered her voice to refuse, "There are people there."
"They do their thing, we do ours, we can't see what's going on."
Yun Sheng stared wide-eyed at Xiao Xu in disbelief.
How could he possibly say such a thing?
However, the other side of the tree is even bolder.
"Hmm... Brother Niu, your hands are so cold."
"Aren't you uncomfortable being cold, Xing'er? You smell so good." The man's indistinct praise was accompanied by kisses, "Mwah... Chu..."
"…………"
Yun Sheng didn't dare to move. She had never seen such a scene before, and she was so ashamed that her toes curled up.
But Xiao Xu kept getting closer to her, his breath on her ear, his voice low and husky as he said, "Sheng Sheng, want to try it here?"
Yun Sheng's breath hitched. She wanted to rebuke him, but she couldn't make such a loud noise. So she could only pinch his chest lightly with her fingertips as if venting her anger.
The woman on the other side then said, "No, Brother A Niu, we are not married yet, we can't do this."
Although it's shameful to eavesdrop on other people's business, I have no choice but to listen now.
Upon hearing this, Yun Sheng raised her eyes and gave Xiao Xu a look, seemingly saying the same thing as the woman.
Then they heard Brother Niu panting heavily and say, "Good Xing'er, I won't do anything. Let's kiss for a while longer, and let me hug you."
Xiao Xu raised his lips, took her earlobe into his mouth, and brought her warmth and wetness: "They are unmarried and can only flirt, but we are husband and wife."
Yun Sheng was kissed by Xiao Xu again for some reason, and the other sounds around her gradually faded away, leaving only the faint sounds they made nearby.
She didn't know what was influencing her, but as they kissed, she found herself responding unconsciously.
The kiss returned to the familiar atmosphere between them, almost plundering, forcefully possessive, every lick seeming to hint at what was about to happen.
Yun Sheng vaguely reminded her, "Calm down."
"I can't calm down." Xiao Xu's hand was already moving upwards from her waist.
Yun Sheng let out a sob and was forced to tilt his head back, his posture supported entirely by his arms and the tree trunk behind him.
Xiao Xu's kisses moved downwards, across her cheeks and neck, until they reached her collarbone. With one hand, he unfastened his robe, revealing his inner garment, his movements becoming increasingly urgent.
Yun Sheng pushed against his waist, but her palms were burned by the taut muscles.
She tilted her head and said in a soft voice, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"
"Aren't you going to take it off?" Xiao Xu replied during a break, biting her delicate skin with his teeth.
Yun Sheng trembled: "I didn't agree to do it."
Xiao Xu paused slightly: "...At this point, you're saying you won't do it?"
"There are still people."
"The person is gone."
Yun Sheng froze, then turned her head to look behind her.
But naturally, nothing can be seen.
Then Xiao Xu pinched her chin with his fingers and pulled it back, then kissed her lips.
"Sheng Sheng, help me undo my pants."
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