Chapter 47 [VIP]
Chang Xuanke naturally noticed Mi Yao's womanly hairstyle. Although it was a pity that he wasn't the beauty's first man, he didn't take it to heart. Anyway, he could be the beauty's last man.
He just didn't expect that the beauty's husband would be Xiao Chuan.
The moment Chang Xuanke saw Xiao Chua, he realized that Mi Yao was the once infamous beauty of Jiangnan.
He initially thought the Yu family was exaggerating to get a better price for their daughter, but after seeing Mi Yao, he realized that what they said was true.
Mi Yao's beauty deserves the title of the most beautiful woman.
The more beautiful she was, like a goddess, the more he regretted that she had followed Xiao Chui, that brute.
If it weren't for good luck, Xiao Chuan wouldn't even be worthy of carrying Mi Yao's shoes.
He felt a pang of regret, which was also reflected on his face. As for the harsh words Mi Yao had just said to him, well, whatever comes out of a beautiful woman's mouth is just flirtatious banter, so he naturally wouldn't hold it against her.
Chang Xuanke looked at Mi Yao with pity, not taking Xiao Chua's fierceness seriously, and waved for the attendants on both sides to sheathe their swords: "What a coincidence today, not only did we run into Madam Yu, but we also met Commander Xiao and Physician Yu. Why don't we go for a stroll and enjoy the lanterns together?"
Upon hearing Chang Xuanke's seemingly nonchalant invitation, Mi Yao guessed that he was no ordinary person, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant in front of Xiao Chuan.
His arrogance was clearly meant for her, to let her know that the husband she relied on was nothing more than that.
Seeing this, Mi Yao didn't speak, but just looked at Xiao Chuan.
Yu Shaoyang knew Chang Xuanke's background and was afraid that Xiao Chuan would be offended. Just as he was about to speak up to defuse the situation, he heard Xiao Chuan say coldly, "Inspector Chang, you're not old yet and your ears are already malfunctioning? Didn't you hear my wife say that I don't have many hobbies but I love to drink vinegar? Do you want to take a sword from me to test whether my wife's words are true?"
Chang Xuanke's smile froze on his face.
He hadn't expected Xiao Chuan to be so disrespectful. As the emperor's personally appointed observer, Zhao Tianhe had always treated him with great courtesy. How could Xiao Chuan, a mere fourth-rank military commander, dare to treat him like this?
"Is Commander Xiao sure you want to speak to me like this?"
"Is the Inspector determined to shed a few drops of blood and spoil the festive atmosphere?"
Xiao Chuan retorted with a question, the corners of his mouth curling up, but his eyes filled with impatient murderous intent, as if he could draw his sword and injure someone at any moment. He had no intention of joking or teasing Chang Xuanke.
Chang Xuanke was unwilling to lose face in front of the beauty, but when faced with Xiao Chu's bloodthirsty phoenix eyes, he still chose to back down.
He wouldn't back down if he were facing anyone with status or background today, but who knows what he would do against Xiao Chu, who is illiterate and comes from humble origins.
One of Xiao Chuan's famous battles was when he charged into the enemy camp with a large sword and beheaded over a hundred enemy generals.
Such people are like mad dogs in the hands of those in power; without a master to tether them, they are capable of anything.
Thinking about it that way, he felt even more pity for the delicate and beautiful Mi Yao.
"Madam Yu, I shall take my leave now. I believe we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chua did not draw his sword, but threw out a small knife from his sleeve. With a scream, Chang Xuanke's attendant held his bleeding finger, and two severed fingers lay on the ground.
"It seems that the Inspector General still wants to see if what my wife said is true."
Chang Xuanke's expression changed instantly. His attendants were all skilled, yet Xiao Chuan was able to cut off one of their fingers so easily.
This means that if he were to suddenly go berserk, taking his life would be a piece of cake.
Seeing Chang Xuanke retreat quickly, Mi Yao glanced at the fingers and bloodstains on the ground, and got goosebumps all over her body. She suspected that Xiao Chuan not only wanted to intimidate Chang Xuanke, but also wanted to scare her.
She glanced at Xiao Chuan twice, and seeing that he didn't intend to cut off her hand as well, she said, "Doesn't my lord care?"
Mi Yao herself didn't look at the ground, but just shook her head to indicate to Xiao Chuan to look at the spot on the ground where there was a finger.
Because of their presence, the locals avoided the area. If someone were to step on their finger after they left, they would be terrified.
Give me a handkerchief.
Mi Yao thought he was asking her for it, but after taking it out, she realized he was reaching for the maid. After getting the handkerchief, he squatted down, wiped away the bloodstains, wrapped his fingers, and then threw the handkerchief to Pu Qing.
"Go bury it."
Xiao Chua moved too quickly; in the blink of an eye, he squatted down. Pu Qing didn't even have time to help him; she could only hold the handkerchief and quickly bury her fingers to get rid of the problem.
After tidying up, Xiao Chuan took the soft handkerchief from Mi Yao's hand to wipe his hands. Mi Yao watched as the fine soft cloth was rubbed against his rough hands, and she didn't feel it was a waste, but just felt that it was useless.
"Just wiping like this won't do. You still need to wash your hands with water. Also, the knife you just used must be stained with blood. If you don't wash it, it will still smell."
"Yes, yes, it's time to wash it clean."
After a moment of stunned silence, Zhen Jing reacted and agreed, pulling Yu Shaoyang along, saying, "Huhu, you and your brother-in-law go wash your hands, and your brother and I will go to another place to enjoy the lanterns."
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"My lady, are you afraid of Xiao Chui's methods? This matter..."
"Commander Xiao is so heroic and valiant. He and Hu Hu are a perfect match. A beauty as beautiful as a fairy, coveted by all, and a dashing general. My heart is still pounding. Did you see how Commander Xiao protects Hu Hu? I thought such a man only existed in stories."
Yu Shaoyang: ...
What is it?
Xiao Chuan is a rare find in the world, a man who only appears in stories. So what is he? Is he an ordinary man that you can see everywhere?
He thought his wife was afraid of Xiao Chuan's ruthless methods, but who knew she wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she became fascinated by Xiao Chuan's methods and felt that Xiao Chuan was the kind of good man worthy of admiration.
"Mother, my favorite thing in life is drinking vinegar."
Zhen Jing rolled her eyes at him, "You said you wanted to help Hu Hu reconcile with Magistrate Xiao, but you just stood there and got in the way. You didn't even know to give up your spot so the two of you could talk. If I hadn't pulled you, how long were you planning to stand there?"
"I'm afraid Hu Hu will be scared."
“Huhu didn’t seem scared at all. She was even concerned about whether Commander Xiao’s hands were dirty.”
Zhen Jing clutched her chest, thinking more and more that the two were a perfect match. "Don't cause trouble. They are a match made in heaven in terms of both appearance and personality. I used to think they were just good-looking, but after seeing Xiao Zhenshi's bravery today, I realized that only Xiao Zhenshi can protect Hu Hu. If such a perfect match has any conflicts, it must be because you set a bad example and made Hu Hu misunderstand Xiao Zhenshi."
Yu Shaoyang: ...
Yes, yes, okay, okay, it's all his fault anyway.
He is the number one sinner.
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"Did you decide this, my lord?"
Mi Yao looked around and felt that her eyes were about to be blinded by the gorgeous decorations around her.
Xiao Chuan led her onto the painted boat after she said she needed to wash her hands.
From the outside, nothing seemed amiss, but once inside the cabin, the colorful lanterns adorned with various exquisite designs hung out. They were beautiful, but they gave her the feeling that if the wind blew even slightly stronger, she would be engulfed in flames.
“It’s your older brother.”
When Yu Shaoyang asked him to go out, he said he wanted Yu Shaoyang to help reconcile him and Zhen Jing. When Yu Shaoyang refused, Yu Shaoyang directly said that he had booked a pleasure boat for him and Mi Yao to go boating on the lake.
He didn't know why he didn't refuse again.
"It seems that when he asked me to help him appease his sister-in-law, he just wanted us to make up."
As Mi Yao spoke, she puffed out her cheeks and blew out lanterns. She blew them all the way, leaving only the most beautiful ones behind.
After admiring the lanterns for a while, Mi Yao turned to look at Xiao Chuan: "Is my lord going to remain silent like this?"
What do you want me to say?
Xiao Chuan's gaze was fixed on her face. He couldn't understand how she could be so self-righteous. It was obvious that she had done something wrong, but she had no intention of correcting it or explaining or admitting her mistake.
She felt a little guilty when he pointed out her mistakes a couple of days ago, but now she's shifting all the blame onto him.
His reproachful look made it seem like he was deliberately picking a fight, being petty and ignoring her to spite her.
Yu Shaoyang rented a two-story painted boat, which, in addition to the boatman at the helm, also housed musicians who played wind instruments and sang songs.
In the silence, the musician suddenly began to play on the deck. The languid music and the woman's soft, charming voice made both of them pause in surprise.
"She sang quite well."
Mi Yao sighed and sat down in the chair. Her carefree demeanor made Xiao Chuan's eyes tinge with annoyance.
She was speaking off the cuff, completely forgetting that she had just been questioning him.
Showing the patience one would use to subdue the enemy, Xiao Chuan sat down beside her without saying a word, simply watching her quietly as they listened to the musicians sing together.
In the dim light, the figures of ladies, flowers, and birds on the lamps were stretched into swaying shadows, which, along with the curtains fluttering in the wind, seemed to crawl across one's skin.
Mi Yao felt a little itchy.
It wasn't the shimmering light that occasionally brushed against her skin, but rather Xiao Chu's gaze.
The one who couldn't stand it the first was Mi Yao, because she discovered something else in Xiao Chuan's gaze.
Some dense emotions.
Bad news: it seems the male lead is experiencing his first love.
The worst news was that her was the one he was initially interested in.
After a moment of eye contact, Mi Yao looked away as if she had been burned.
But after lowering her gaze, fearing that Xiao Chuan might realize what she knew, she met his eyes again: "Today is the fifteenth, and my lord and I are having a cold war. It seems that you are going to let me rest."
"Who's giving you the silent treatment?"
Xiao Chuan said indifferently, "I just don't want to sleep with you because you smell bad. The room is full of the scent of mugwort, which is just right to cover up your stench."
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Mi Yao into his arms, causing her to fall into his embrace.
Mi Yao could feel the warmth of his palm even through her clothes. The thought that his hand had just caused someone to lose two fingers made her hair stand on end, but at the same time, she was also a little excited.
She herself found her excitement strange. It was clearly something that would hurt someone, but seeing Xiao Chua standing indifferently to someone, and being looked down upon, she pulled out a knife to let the other party know what was what.
When she looked at Xiao Chuan's face again, she felt that he had become more handsome than usual.
This mentality is probably rooted in admiration for strength. If Xiao Chuan had acted as if he didn't care how outsiders bullied his child, as he had when he resolved the dispute between Xiao Liang and the Ma family, no matter how arrogant and sharp his expression was, she wouldn't have been excited.
"That Inspector must hold a high-ranking position, right? Won't you regret offending him because of me? I thought you would be polite to him and ask me to accompany him to see the lanterns."
Am I out of my mind?
Xiao Chuan frowned at Mi Yao's idea. Why should he be polite to a fool and let his woman go with him to stroll through the lantern festival?
Mi Yao lowered her eyes and remained silent, her fingers lightly brushing across Xiao Chuan's chest, teasing his nerves with each stroke.
“Isn’t this how my lord treated Ichiro before? When he was bullied, he didn’t even dare to cry loudly, but you just stood by and watched coldly, as if everything others said was right and everything you said was wrong.”
Meeting Xiao Chuan's gaze, Mi Yao pinched his skin and twisted it, realizing she had gone too far. She then gave him a flirtatious wink to make amends, "My lord, you don't know, but when I saw you like that, my first thought was that I could never be treated as one of your own, otherwise I would suffer endless grievances, and even when I cried, you would make me hold it in."
As she spoke, Mi Yao suddenly remembered something, "So, the reason why you protected me today is because we're having a cold war? If we didn't have any conflicts and you treated me like one of your own, you probably wouldn't have protected me today."
Mi Yao's guess was met with a cold sneer from Xiao Chua.
He didn't answer immediately, but instead grabbed her mischievous fingers and lowered his head to kiss her ear.
He nibbled on the tips of her chubby ears, then began kissing the back of her ears, his tongue slowly moving downwards. Mi Yao's upturned face was flushed and damp with the steam rising from it.
Mi Yao initially thought that Xiao Chuan felt embarrassed to confront her questions directly, so he chose to kiss her.
He thought he could continue the conversation after a short kiss, but the kiss became deeper and deeper. It was clear that he wasn't trying to avoid the awkwardness; he was simply aroused and wanted to be intimate with her.
Unlike Chang Xuanke, who could only dream about her when he was lustful, he directly held her on his lap.
The singing on the deck stopped sometime ago, leaving only the lively and noisy sounds of the crowd celebrating the festival in the distance.
The intimate contact under these circumstances made Mi Yao feel ashamed, especially since the candlelight in the cabin not only reflected the ladies on the lanterns, but also overlapped her and Xiao Chu's figures, swaying up and down with the lake waves.
"There's a couch..."
Mi Yao wasn't used to the feeling of being completely supported by Xiao Chuan. She only had one point of support; it was a small matter if he broke her, but what if he dropped her?
"I wonder how many people have slept on that bed."
With a low, husky voice, Xiao Chuan rejected Mi Yao's suggestion. Perhaps feeling that it would be difficult to exert force while sitting, he helped her up and picked her up.
Mi Yao let out a few low screams, but mindful of the other people on the boat, she bit her lip to stifle them and punched Xiao Chua a few times.
"You'd better save your energy, otherwise how are you going to walk back to your residence after you get off the ship?"
Hearing that Xiao Chuan still intended to make her walk back to the Xiao residence, Mi Yao pounced on his neck and bit him: "I'm so tired, my lord, you're so heartless."
"Are you tired or am I tired?"
Xiao Chuan picked her up and bounced her around. He was the one moving around, he was the one exerting force, and she was just responsible for hitting him and the water flowing endlessly. How did it become that she was the one who was tired?
Mi Yao rolled her eyes and didn't argue with him.
She ignored him, but he wouldn't let her go. Instead, he mischievously started rocking the boat, making her sway and shake violently.
Unable to control her moans any longer, Mi Yao grabbed his shoulder, trying to silence him with a kiss. But when she brought her lips close, Xiao Chuan turned his head away.
After a moment of surprise, Mi Yao let out a cold laugh.
But amidst her trembling, she let out a cold, coquettish laugh; whether Xiao Chuan recognized it or not remains to be seen.
Mi Yao believed that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years. After they had settled down inside, she did not get up to tidy her clothes, but continued to sit on Xiao Chuan's lap, holding his head and using her lips to search for his features.
She kissed him from his eyelids all the way down to his chin, but never kissed his lips.
The brushing around their lips was fleeting, and Xiao Chuan even saw her extend her rosy tongue to touch his skin, yet she avoided his lips, which could respond to her.
Knowing what she was angry about, Xiao Chuan found it somewhat amusing.
All he did was refuse her kiss, and she got so angry, she had to prove he couldn't resist her.
After playing around for a while, Mi Yao pressed her nose against Xiao Chuan's nose and stared at him closely: "Who is hiding in your heart, my lord? If your body can't keep its purity for that person, then you have to keep your mouth shut, for fear that you will betray her after you become intimate with me?"
Xiao Chuan himself didn't know who he was hiding in his heart.
"It's not like we haven't kissed before."
"Yes, we kissed before, but now he has someone else in his heart. No wonder he picked a fight with me. It turns out he was just making excuses not to sleep in the same bed with me, so he could keep his chastity for that other person. I even felt guilty, wondering if I had done something wrong. Turns out, my love has someone else in his heart..."
Before Mi Yao could finish speaking, Xiao Chuan pressed her head down and kissed her incessantly moving lips fiercely.
"Oh, what are you doing, young man? Aren't you afraid of dirtying your mouth and upsetting the lady you cherish in your heart?"
As Mi Yao struggled, she spoke in a sarcastic tone, and Xiao Chuan loosened his grip on her mouth because of her laughter.
“She is different from you; she is magnanimous and won’t hold a grudge against me over such trivial matters.”
"Does my husband think kissing me is a trivial matter?"
Mi Yao's eyes widened. Because her legs had been spread apart for too long, she staggered a few steps after getting off the ground. She pushed away Xiao Chuan's hand that was helping her up and straightened up by holding onto the table herself. "I'm angry, don't touch me."
Xiao Chuan found it amusing to see her looking as if she had been drinking, while Mi Yao, seeing the smile on his face, puffed out her cheeks even more and stumbled toward the cabin door.
"Still not done being crazy? How come you suddenly have some backbone and are really planning to walk home?"
Before Mi Yao could say anything more, Xiao Chuan pinned her against a pillar in the cabin and kissed her lips.
Noticing her struggle, he felt dizzy from listening to the sound of the oars stirring the lake. He whispered in Mi Yao's ear, "It was my fault, okay?"
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