Chapter 92 [VIP]
"Madam, Commander, Lady Xiu says she has something to ask of you."
Siyu's report was like a timely rain. Miyao had been fooling around with Xiao Chua all the way into the room. In a way, she was unlucky. Even though Xiao Chua had more exposed skin, her hands ended up with several red welts from being bitten.
Xiao Chuan said he would go back to her room to apply the medicine, and as he did so, he started to rub it on her.
To calm Xiao Chuan down, she started talking to him about the situation in Jiannan. She spoke seriously, and Xiao Chuan seemed to become more serious as well. He carried her to the rosewood desk, but she soon realized that his seriousness was just an act. Holding onto the edge of the desk, she stepped onto the carpet, and Mi Yao's legs trembled. If Xiao Chuan hadn't been supporting her, she would have almost collapsed to the ground.
"I want to see the look of guilt on your face."
When Mi Yao gave the order, Xiao Chuan's satiated expression faded slightly, and he frowned, looking at her with a worried expression.
Reality proved that Xiao Chuan could not develop acting as a side job. His worried expression did not seem like guilt, but rather that she had an epileptic seizure, and he felt sorry for her.
"Forget it, just keep smiling."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wrinkles between Xiao Chuan's brows instantly smoothed out. He buried his head in Mi Yao's neck and took a deep breath of her scent: "Tell the maid to tell your sister that we've rested and don't need to go anymore."
"No, Xiu'er is terrified of you. She must have something to say to me at this hour."
Mi Yao pried open Xiao Chua's head. Besides, even if there was nothing wrong, she still had to go out for a while, otherwise she would have to do physical activity if she stayed in the house.
Although she still feels panicked by the sight of huge objects, she and Xiao Chuan actually get along quite well, especially after they reconciled and he started thinking about how to please her.
Even if you get along well, you can't stay indoors all the time!
She's not an athlete, so how could she possibly engage in more than three hours of repetitive exercise training every day?
After tidying his clothes, Xiao Chuan went to take a shower, and Mi Yao left the room.
Yu Xiu was afraid that Xiao Chuan would be displeased, so she didn't even enter the main gate of the courtyard, but stood at the entrance.
Seeing that only her elder sister came out, Yu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. The past year in Yizhou had been a huge period of growth for her.
After spending a long time with Mi Yao and frequently attending tea parties at Xiangxuelou, she realized how foolish she had been to try to share her sister's burdens. Coupled with the trouble caused by Yu Jiayin and the others, she felt even more that she had been stupid in the past.
If I were her older sister, I definitely wouldn't give myself so many chances.
Because of this, she cherished the days she spent with her older sister even more and stopped doing foolish things that would make things difficult for her.
“I apologize for bothering my sister and brother-in-law, but since Seventeen came to see me, I felt I should tell my sister about this.”
Upon hearing Yu Xiu mention Seventeen, Mi Yao knew she was referring to Yu Seventeen, Yu Xian.
Compared to Yu Yiqing and the others, Yu Xian was much more well-behaved. She first approached Yu Xiu, and then went to the Tzu Chi Hospital to help out whenever she had free time.
Knowing that her behavior was an attempt to surrender, Mi Yao didn't pay much attention to her and planned to wait and see.
"Is Yu Jiayin going to do something desperate by coming to see you at this hour?"
“What my elder sister said is right.”
Yu Xiu's eyes lit up, feeling that no one in the world was smarter than her older sister. "Seventeen came to report that Yu Jiayin had persuaded Father and planned to come and make a scene at midnight, so that everyone would know that her older sister doesn't care about her family."
"That's all the tricks she has up her sleeve."
He wanted to catch her off guard and make a move late at night so she couldn't avoid it.
Mi Yao scoffed and had someone summon Pu Qing: "When they arrive, gag them and throw them into the woodshed. At dawn, find a horse-drawn carriage or oxcart or something similar, anything not too clean, and dump them in the wilderness. If they're capable, they can walk back to the city; if not, they can be fed to tigers and wolves."
After giving her instructions, Mi Yao looked at Yu Xiu: "She shouldn't have told my brother about this yet, right?"
Seeing that Yu Xiu nodded, Mi Yao had no intention of letting Yu Shaoyang know about this.
"Don't let him know if you don't know, so as not to make him feel distressed."
Unlike her, Yu Shaoyang truly had no feelings for the Yu family, while Yu Shaoyang, despite saying he hated Yu Chengda, still regarded him as his own father.
Filial piety comes first, so there are many things he can't do too much of.
After arranging things, Mi Yao didn't rush back to her room. Instead, she went to the small kitchen and asked the cook to prepare a bowl of osmanthus-flavored rice wine for her as a late-night snack.
As for Xiao Chua, fearing he had too much stamina, Mi Yao declined the chef's suggestion to send him pig's feet noodles.
"What have I done wrong to make Madam so uncaring towards me?"
Xiao Chua entered the small hall and, apart from smelling the rich fragrance of osmanthus, heard Mi Yao tell the cook that he wasn't hungry.
Mi Yao glanced over and saw that Xiao Chuan had used her usual perfume, which emitted a sweet and fragrant scent as the moisture from the undried fabric rose. The wide collar of her clothes was open to her chest, revealing large patches of tanned skin.
Xiao Chuan dismissed the cook, sat down in front of Mi Yao with an air of authority, and took the wine in front of her: "Although Madam is ruthless to me, I am still willing to serve Madam."
Suspecting that Xiao Chuan had too few people to refer to, so he simply followed her methods of ingratiating himself, Mi Yao propped her head up with her hand, looked at the damp strands of hair at his temples, and scoffed: "You think you can please me with such paltry tricks?"
Mi Yao's voice was soft and gentle as she spoke.
Xiao Chuan suppressed the smile that was creeping onto his lips: "Then what does Madam want me to do? Feed you with my lips?"
"I... I was the one who got taken advantage of."
Xiao Chuan didn't answer the question. He turned the spoon he was holding, and with a soft glutinous rice ball in his mouth, he fed it to Mi Yao.
Because he was afraid of choking Mi Yao, Xiao Chuan's movements were very gentle. The slightly hot peanut and sesame filling was bitten open, and Mi Yao's tongue trembled as she felt it was too hot for Xiao Chuan to eat.
They ate a bowl of osmanthus-flavored rice wine for half an hour, their faces flushed and their eyes half-closed.
Mi Yao's face was flushed, her half-closed almond-shaped eyes glistening like autumn water.
Xiao Chuan was captivated by the allure in her eyes and longed to take things further, but he was afraid that she would be angry with his lack of restraint, so he simply carried her to the rooftop.
"Sometimes when I have something I can't figure out, I come here to get some fresh air."
Speaking of the cold wind, Xiao Chuan hugged Mi Yao from behind, "If you're cold, come closer to me."
Hearing this, Mi Yao felt that he had brought her up here just to make her feel cold so she would snuggle into his arms.
But in this semi-cold climate, a warm, cozy embrace is indeed very comfortable.
Mi Yao leaned against him, looking up at the twinkling stars in the dark sky.
The increased height gave her a sense of the world's boundless expanse, while she felt as insignificant as dust. After a long silence, Mi Yao finally spoke, "Does my lord think I'm heartless?"
She couldn't hide the things she instructed Pu Qing from Xiao Chuan, nor did she intend to.
"Compared to me, you have already given them plenty of face."
Xiao Chuan didn't think Mi Yao had done anything wrong. In his eyes, Mi Yao looked tough but was actually soft-hearted. Her treatment of Yu Chengda and the others could only mean that they had done something wrong and that Mi Yao had lost her temper.
"Aren't you bothered by people saying you're petty and have no manners towards your father-in-law?"
Mi Yao tilted her head to look at Xiao Chuan's expression. Not associating with Yu Chengda and the others was not only a topic of discussion for her, a daughter of the Yu family, but also a way for many people to attack Xiao Chuan.
Some say he has too narrow a vision and can't accomplish great things.
"If I cared about what others said, I should have committed suicide long ago to atone for my sins."
Xiao Chuan had won many battles since joining the army, but he had also suffered defeats. When he won, people feared him and called him a demon god, and used his name to create all sorts of frightening legends.
And when he lost, he was met with a barrage of accusations.
Anyway, there were no good things to say whether he won or lost. At first, he cared about his reputation, but later he felt that all these accusations were meaningless.
As long as one stands in a high enough position and possesses great power, the world will only have awe for him, and no gossip will reach his ears.
Xiao Chuan stroked Mi Yao's soft black hair, recalling their first meeting when he saw her sitting on a simple oxcart, huddled up from the cold.
He thought she was foolish at the time, and brought up money and power to mock her for eloping with a poor scholar.
But she reached out her hand to him with eyes as bright as stars.
He didn't feel anything about Mi Yao's choice back then, but now he felt a surge of heroic spirit.
“I want to climb higher. As long as I stand at the top, you will be the best woman. No one will dare to criticize you. Only supreme power is worthy of you.”
His deep, magnetic words of love were incredibly pleasing to the ear. Mi Yao turned her head and kissed Xiao Chuan's slightly cool, thin lips.
Compared to his subservient behavior, she preferred his sharp and assertive manner, his determination to conquer the world and present it to her. Regardless of whether he was telling the truth or not, or whether things would change in the future, she was satisfied with what he was saying.
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