Chapter 52 Chapter 52 "You should get used to the joy of the boudoir sooner..."
Qiao Yue cursed herself for being so stupid in her heart. The first time she pushed the door open, she wanted to report to the county lady that the eldest lady had arrived. However, she was frightened by the situation in the room and almost forgot about the business.
Meng waited outside the Lanyue Pavilion for a while, but when she saw no maid coming to invite her in, she walked in by herself. When she reached the courtyard, Qiaoyue hurried in again.
Normally, nothing would happen, but right now, there's a man in the County Lady's room! He's being affectionate and doing that kind of thing with her...
Qiao Yue didn't understand. In her opinion, the relationship between her county lady and the Prince of Pingxi County had reached an indescribable level.
As the master's most loyal maid, no matter whether this matter is accepted by the world or not, she has to keep the secret for her master, so she hurried back to remind him.
Zhao Qingyi was really scared this time. She dragged Chu Yuanhe to the window and asked him to leave through the window. Then she saw her mother's figure in the courtyard. If Chu Yuanhe jumped out of the window at this moment, the two would definitely collide.
Zhao Qingyi hurriedly opened her closet again and found that it was filled with her gorgeous clothes and jewelry, with no place to hide a person.
Hearing Tan Yue deliberately raising her voice to greet Meng at the door, Zhao Qingyi was conflicted and could only hide her on the bed.
Chu Yuanhe was like a dazed piece of wood, being dragged around the room by Zhao Qingyi, and finally pushed onto the bed. Before he could say a word, the fragrant quilt covered his head.
“…”
Almost at the moment when Zhao Qingyi got into bed, Meng pushed the door open.
"Panpan?"
Mrs. Meng called out, examining her daughter's face. "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"
Zhao Qingyi held the quilt tightly, afraid that her mother would notice something was wrong. "No, nothing. I just took a shower. Maybe the water was too hot."
Meng's eyes moved down to her daughter's unusually rosy lips. She said "Oh" calmly and sat down beside her bed.
Zhao Qingyi was terrified and felt guilty, but she tried her best to remain calm. "Mother, do you want to talk to me about something?"
"Nothing much, it's just that your father is leaving for Zhejiang tomorrow, and I want to discuss it with you and help him."
Zhao Qingyi knew that his mother was reluctant to leave his father. "Don't worry, mother. I have already informed the Meng family. They will send two escort agencies to escort father."
"You're very thoughtful." Meng smiled with relief, then looked worried again. "But your brother is still making a fuss and insists on going with your father. I didn't agree."
This is not surprising. His younger brother Zhao Lanyan has been with his parents since he was a child and they have a deep relationship. Now that he has reached the age of youth and ambition, he will definitely say that he is here to protect his father.
When it came to Zhao Lanyan, Meng started talking more. Zhao Qingyi was distracted and only responded with a few words from time to time.
Seeing that her mother had no intention of leaving, she had no choice but to say, "Mom, you are not feeling well. You'd better stop thinking about it and go back to rest early." It was a rare case of her kicking a guest out.
Meng covered her lips and coughed twice, then looked at her daughter meaningfully.
Zhao Qingyi was afraid of being exposed, so she said she was tired.
Meng finally gave up, "Okay, okay, I know you're working hard, go to bed early." After getting up reluctantly, she glanced around the room and finally stopped at Zhao Qingyi's bed.
"The weather is getting warmer, it's time to change your quilt." After saying that, she ordered the maid to change Zhao Qingyi's bedding.
How can this be?
Zhao Qingyi quickly refused, "No need, mother! I, I have a cold body, so I'd better not change it for now..."
Mrs. Meng was silent for a while, and finally she relaxed, "Okay, then mother won't bother you anymore." Then she turned and went out. When she reached the door, she stopped again, and her sharp eyes swept over Tan Yue Qiaoyue.
Both maids lowered their heads guiltily and acted respectfully.
"Take good care of the county lady at night, and don't slack off."
The two maids responded in unison.
Meng then gave up. Before leaving, she noticed that the east wall of the courtyard was still too low and unsafe.
Tomorrow, I have to find a craftsman to build it higher.
After Meng walked out of Lanyue Pavilion, Zhao Qingyi immediately lifted the quilt, fearing that Chu Yuanhe would suffocate to death.
Just when she was about to say a few words of concern, Chu Yuanhe lay comfortably in her bed and sighed, "So soft, so fragrant."
“…”
Zhao Qingyi's face, which had finally calmed down, suddenly turned red again. She kicked him under the quilt and said, "Why don't you get up quickly?"
"I'll lie down for a while." Chu Yuanhe was not nervous at all. He closed his eyes comfortably and took a deep breath.
This was the bed of his sweetheart, and he actually lay down in it.
Surprisingly soft and surprisingly fragrant, it was the smell of Zhao Qingyi, sweet and refreshing.
Zhao Qingyi felt that he was itching for a slap, and wanted to be slapped again, "...Shut up and get up quickly!"
"Hmm~" Chu Yuanhe hummed twice and didn't want to move.
Zhao Qingyi had no choice, but she couldn't just watch him hugging her quilt, looking extremely happy and immersed in it. She always had the illusion that he was hugging her.
This is so embarrassing.
She simply snatched the quilt back and said with disgust, "You haven't even taken a shower, don't lie on my bed."
The quilt was pulled open, revealing his stretched-out body, which almost occupied most of her bed.
"You hid me in here." Chu Yuanhe blinked in grievance, "...Besides, I don't stink. If you don't believe me, can you smell it?"
He half-raised himself, revealing his already half-exposed chest once again, and leaned closer to Zhao Qingyi. "I've washed before, as I always do before coming here. Although I don't smell as good as you, I definitely don't stink."
The bathing process in the palace is tedious and complicated, with one step after another. Anyone can stink, but he will never stink.
Zhao Qingyi must have thought of him as a rough man who only knew how to wield swords and was covered in sweat, and that he was not clean, so he had to change her stereotype.
"You can check it out, I really didn't lie..." Chu Yuanhe pulled open his clothes and raised his eyebrows at her.
Zhao Qingyi just glanced at him casually, and the clear muscle lines caught his eyes, coupled with the handsome face that seemed to be smiling, which was particularly tempting under the dim candlelight.
...Damn it, he did it on purpose!
Zhao Qingyi was frightened by his vivid posture again. She threw the quilt back to cover his body, "Don't come... Ugh!"
Chu Yuanhe was quick to grab her hand before she could withdraw it. The two of them pressed against each other again, kissing through a corner of the quilt.
He took her words as his guiding principle, so he naturally had to complete her instructions and continue as he had agreed.
The last bit of shame Zhao Qingyi had left was gradually devoured by his various kisses, and she unknowingly became the one being overwhelmed.
By the time he left, her limbs were limp and she was trapped in the quilt, gasping for breath.
Chu Yuanhe finally kissed her earlobe, and couldn't help but sigh at her beauty. She was like the most translucent and flawless jade in the world, which always made him want to lick her.
I want to bite, but I know when to stop.
"Better?"
Zhao Qingyi didn't want to talk because her mouth hurt.
Chu Yuanhe was surprised, "Did he get poisoned before and hasn't recovered yet?" Otherwise, it was just a kiss, how could this happen?
Zhao Qingyi stared at him with watery eyes. He suffocated her a few times and wanted to try?
For future consideration, Chu Yuanhe seriously suggested, "I'll send you some more tonic tomorrow. You're too weak."
Finally, he was kicked off the bed by Zhao Qingyi who had recovered.
…
The next morning, Zhao Qingyi got up early and dressed, ready to go out to see her father off. When she walked into the yard, she subconsciously glanced at the palace next door and was surprised to find that the wall of her courtyard had been raised by more than a foot without her knowing.
Who did it?
Qiao Yue lowered her head, "County Lady, it's the eldest lady... She hired craftsmen to build the wall before daybreak..."
She thought she had hidden what happened last night from the eldest lady, but looking at the wall, it was hanging.
Zhao Qingyi also guessed it, and she was too embarrassed to go to the front yard to see anyone. She kept thinking about what went wrong in her mind, and how she would answer when her mother asked her about it.
As he was thinking, he arrived at the front yard. The whole family was there. After giving everyone some instructions, they were about to send Zhao Huaiyi out. His younger brother Zhao Lanyan cried with red eyes and insisted on going with his father.
In the end, it was his aunt Zhao Huaishu who persuaded him to stay in Shangjing to practice martial arts, prepare for the martial arts exam, and take care of the women at home. Only then did Zhao Lanyan give up the idea.
Zhao Qingyi had nothing to say. She had already called out the secret guards that Chu Yuanhe had left for her and asked them to secretly protect Zhao Huaiyi all the way. She had done everything she could.
After sending Zhao Huaiyi away, Mrs. Meng looked at her daughter and said, "Banpan, come with me. I have something to tell you."
Zhao Qingyi's heart skipped a beat, and she knew that she could not escape her mother's sharp eyes.
She lowered her head and followed Meng into the house. After Meng dismissed the others, she asked coldly, "Who was in your room last night?"
Zhao Qingyi remained silent and lowered his head even lower.
"Is it the Prince of Pingxi?" Meng guessed.
Zhao Qingyi closed her eyes, wishing she could leave this world immediately. It was so embarrassing, and she had brought shame upon herself in front of her mother.
Seeing her like this, Meng knew that her guess was almost right. However, in her impression, her daughter had always been a well-behaved and well-educated noble lady. How could she do such a stupid thing?
To say she wasn't upset would be a lie. Meng hadn't slept all night, fearing that the truth would be revealed and would harm her daughter's reputation. After much thought, she finally took a step back and asked, "When did it happen?"
Zhao Qingyi didn't dare to hide it. After thinking about it, he said as carefully as possible, "Last night."
We just expressed our feelings to each other last night, so it’s not wrong to say so.
"Last night?" Meng had obviously misunderstood and took a deep breath. "Then you have already...already..."
After thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate to ask. Well, she could only blame her as a mother for discovering it too late.
Thinking of her daughter's previous unhappy marriage, Meng couldn't bear to blame her. "If you two are sincere in your relationship, your mother won't stop you. Let the prince choose a date and come to propose marriage."
They have already had physical contact, and now that things have come to this, what else can be done except allowing them to be together legally?
Zhao Qingyi remained silent again and did not respond.
Meng was suddenly shocked. "Could it be that the prince doesn't want to admit it?"
"No, of course not." Although Zhao Qingyi wasn't so far from being attracted to other men, she didn't want her mother to misunderstand her. "It's just that I don't want to get married again."
Mrs. Meng looked at her in disbelief, as if she had just met her own daughter. After a long while, she said in a trembling voice, "You don't want to get married, so why are you with him... You are... What do you want your mother to say to you?"
"Mother, don't be angry. I won't bring shame to our family's reputation." Zhao Qingyi told him about her plan to move out of the Zhao family. After she left, she would take responsibility for anything that happened.
Meng was both angry and distressed. "Mother doesn't want you to marry for reputation, but because you are still young, mother hopes you will have someone to rely on for the rest of your life. Mother knows the prince a little bit. He seems to be a bit reckless, but he has good intentions. I can see that he is attracted to you."
After thinking about it carefully, Meng felt that it could be traced back to an even earlier time, perhaps when they met at the Princess's Mansion, or four years ago, the Prince of Pingxi had already been interested in her daughter.
Otherwise, why would he be so attentive to the Zhao family, trying to please Zhao Huaiyi, sending medicinal herbs to himself, and even benefiting the two younger generations, Zhao Lanyan and Li Jiao? He seemed unruly and dissolute, but he was considerate to their family in every way.
The most important thing is that Prince Pingxi cares about his daughter.
The other party had been deliberately getting close to my daughter even before she divorced.
But now is not the time to pursue and settle scores, so Meng decided to keep it a secret. Let it be. After all, the palace is right next door and it is close. She is not worried that her daughter will be wronged if she marries there.
Now her daughter tells her that she doesn’t want to get married?
Mrs. Meng really didn't understand her thoughts. "Banban, what are you worried about? If you are concerned about the family, then there is no need to worry. Mother is not a pushover. You don't need to worry about household chores."
Zhao Qingyi was also helpless and advised her not to worry about it, without mentioning Chu Yuanhe or marriage at all.
Meng was unable to persuade him and finally had to give up.
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Chu Yuanhe was in high spirits the whole day. During the morning court session, he discussed with the Prime Minister the matter of setting up a new school. After careful consideration, Prime Minister Zhang felt that this method was feasible and drew up a list on the spot, which was a list of tribute scholars he thought were worthy of important positions.
After Chu Yuanhe reviewed the list, he decided to examine the people on the list carefully during the palace examination. If there were no problems, he would use them as his confidants.
After the state affairs were settled, Chu Yuanhe changed back into his regular clothes and took a leisurely stroll in the imperial garden. Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he found the spring scenery in the garden, which he had not noticed before, very beautiful.
But compared to his Banban, it is still inferior.
Chu Yuanhe found a secluded place to sit down, staring at a crabapple tree in front of him and laughing.
The eldest princess deliberately went into the palace to discuss the Flower Goddess Banquet with him at the time when he left the court. From a distance, she saw her brother the emperor with his head propped up, looking radiant and happy.
"Did my royal brother encounter good news? He is smiling so happily." The eldest princess walked lightly with a mischievous smile. She was so close to my royal brother, but he didn't react.
Chu Yuanhe just noticed her, put on a stern face, and resumed his calm and dignified demeanor in front of others, "Did you eat too much salt for breakfast?" She dared to meddle in his business.
After saying this, he glanced at the young eunuch Fugui inconspicuously, thinking that the useless thing was making a fool of himself as the emperor.
They were twins born from the same womb, the same age, and they often chatted privately. The eldest princess was used to it, so she giggled and sat aside, "Anyway, it's not as much candy as my royal brother."
The accompanying palace maids tactfully stepped aside, making room for the most noble brother and sister in the world. Seeing her brother's ears blush, the eldest princess knew he was just teasing her, so she changed the subject and talked about business. "Royal brother, how should we organize this year's Flower God Banquet? Do you have any ideas?"
Apart from state affairs, Chu Yuanhe only thought about Zhao Qingyi all day long and had no time to care about the messy banquet.
"As you please, I'll lend you the Imperial Garden."
"Don't go." The princess stopped Chu Yuanhe as he was about to leave. "This is something the officials have privately urged me to do. The Empress Dowager has also issued an imperial decree, asking me to complete this task."
The purpose of the Flower God Banquet is obvious, which is to select a concubine for the current emperor.
The Empress Dowager urged the matter because she was concerned about the royal heir, and the officials urged Chu Yuanhe because they hoped that Chu Yuanhe would turn his attention to the harem so that the powerful families could breathe a sigh of relief. Of course, if their own daughters could enter the palace, they might be able to turn things around under the new policy by relying on nepotism.
In addition to selecting concubines for the emperor, the remaining noble ladies who were not selected could also marry into other families.
Chu Yuanhe understood the plans of these old foxes, so he simply went along with it and let the princess do it. As for choosing a concubine... that was impossible, but he could take this opportunity to see clearly the positions of each family.
Before leaving, Chu Yuanhe specifically instructed the princess to send a letter to Zhao Qingyi.
The Flower God Banquet has been very lively over the years. I believe Zhao Qingyi will like it. At worst, she can just go to the palace to see some flowers and plants. The scenery in this imperial city is unique in the world.
Love between siblings is based on words, but the eldest princess is still Chu Yuanhe's most trusted relative. The eldest princess immediately understood and smiled and said, "Okay, this princess will go and send it off in person, just as a favor to the future emperor's sister-in-law."
The word "Emperor's sister-in-law" undoubtedly pleased Chu Yuanhe. He turned around and smiled, waving his hand generously, "You are allowed to go to my private storehouse and pick out three things."
"Thank you, my royal brother!" The eldest princess smiled like a flower and stood up to salute.
But then she thought, when did her royal brother become so generous?
You have to know that in recent years, Daliang has been expanding its territory, military supplies have consumed a huge amount of money, and the treasury is tight. The Ministry of Revenue has to calculate every expense carefully. Chu Yuanhe is definitely the most stingy emperor in Daliang, otherwise he would not have been so concerned about the money of the aristocratic and powerful families.
Give her three things at once, and there must be something else for her to do.
In the evening, the eldest princess came to the Zhao family in person with an invitation to the Flower Goddess Banquet. From the old lady to the maids, everyone knelt in front of the ceremonial gate to welcome her.
The eldest princess personally helped the old lady up, and awarded Zhao Qingyi with the East China Sea Night Pearl taken from her brother's private treasury. She also handed invitations to the female relatives, and was then welcomed by the old lady and Meng to the front hall to sit down.
Zhao Qingyi understood the nature of the Flower God Banquet, and felt that the post in his hand was hot, and that strange feeling came over him again.
Feng pulled her daughter along, glancing over at her frequently, muttering quietly, "This Flower Goddess Banquet is definitely for selecting a concubine for His Majesty, and secondly, for a marriage alliance between noble families. All the invited guests are unmarried daughters of officials, so why is she, a divorced woman, included?"
Zhao Wenyi glared at her mother and signaled her to speak less.
But Zhao Qingyi had already heard it and finally understood where that strange feeling came from.
Ever since she was given the title of Princess Chenhua and was led to the Queen's bedroom by palace servants, she suspected that His Majesty had some misunderstandings about her. Now, at a Flower Goddess Banquet to select a concubine, he specially sent an invitation to her, a divorced woman.
He either wants to bring her into the palace or... he wants to arrange a marriage for her?
Otherwise, there would be no need for her to attend the banquet.
Zhao Qingyi's heart suddenly sank. He put the note away, hugged the night pearl given by the eldest princess, and went back to Lanyue Pavilion to rest, making an excuse of feeling unwell.
If the superior really has plans, then she has to find a way to avoid it.
She frowned all the way as she pondered over a countermeasure, and was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice there was someone in the room when she entered. When she closed the door and turned around, the tall man hugged her from behind.
Zhao Qingyi almost screamed out loud, but was covered by the man's mouth. The brocade box containing the night pearl and the post fell to the ground at the same time.
She whimpered twice and resisted subconsciously. A familiar breath came in from between her lips and teeth, and her tense body slowly relaxed.
Chu Yuanhe hugged her tighter, holding her step by step, walking around the bead curtain and into the inner room, his lips never separated, kissing her until she was breathless and her face flushed.
Having gained some time to recover, Zhao Qingyi put her hand on the man's chest, preventing him from getting any closer. "Why are you here?"
After being discovered by Meng, she is now very afraid of Chu Yuanhe appearing in her room.
Chu Yuanhe was also panting, and couldn't help but lean over and rub her ears.
"I miss you." His voice was hoarse, and his sweet words sounded particularly sweet.
You don't need too many reasons to come and see her.
Zhao Qingyi was still shy. She tilted her head slightly, not daring to look him in the eye. "You'd better not come..."
The man who was lingering on her earlobe was stunned and tightened his hand around her waist.
Zhao Qingyi quickly explained, "It's my mother. The last time you came, my mother found out..." She lowered her head guiltily.
Chu Yuanhe was stunned. So that's how it is.
No wonder when he climbed over the wall today, he found that the wall of Lanyue Pavilion near the palace had been raised. Fortunately, he was good at fighting and was not stopped.
"Then... do you want me to go and propose marriage?" It would be bad to keep it secret since everything has been discovered.
Zhao Qingyi shook her head again, "No need, I've already made an agreement with my mother that she won't interfere in my private affairs."
This was indeed surprising. Chu Yuanhe couldn't tell whether he was more happy or unhappy.
Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Qingyi was afraid that he would have wild thoughts, so she took the initiative to peck him on the cheek and pushed him out, "Okay, okay, you go back first."
"You've been discovered anyway, why are you still hiding?" Chu Yuanhe was not so easy to deal with. He grabbed Zhao Qingyi with his backhand, forced her back a few steps, and carried her to the table.
"The eldest princess is in the front hall. With her holding them back, they won't come over." Business is the most important thing. He has just started to get close to her. If he doesn't strike while the iron is hot, Zhao Qingyi will forget him sooner or later.
Chu Yuanhe held her neck and pressed against her passionately...
"Wait." Zhao Qingyi interrupted him again, pointing to the post that had fallen at the door. "It was sent by the eldest princess, and she hasn't received it yet..."
"Never mind it."
It was just a post. At worst, I could send a new one later, but Zhao Qingyi refused.
Chu Yuanhe felt that she was particularly slow and dawdling today.
"Okay, stop looking." He took the card from her hand, threw it on the dressing table, hugged her back in his arms, and lowered his head.
"No, no." A white and soft hand pressed on his lips, preventing him from succeeding.
She suddenly thought of something else. The Prince of Pingxi was close to His Majesty, so perhaps she could ask him something.
"Do you know why His Majesty invited me to the banquet? Isn't this Flower Goddess Banquet for choosing a concubine for His Majesty?"
I have to digress again...
He breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe."
Chu Yuanhe could only answer her question first, and then added, "I posted this for you, it's my intention, don't let your imagination run wild."
So that's how it is. Zhao Qingyi's anxious heart settled down a little. As long as it wasn't what she thought it meant, His Majesty would probably not make things too difficult for her because of their relationship as cousins.
"You only think about trivial things and not me?" Chu Yuanhe said in a faint tone, grabbing the little hand on his lips and playing with it.
Don't let him kiss you? Then do something else.
He extended his long tongue with a playful look and gently licked the tip of her finger.
Zhao Qingyi's wandering thoughts instantly returned to her mind. The wet touch made her face flush red. "What are you doing..."
This is too... too indecent!
Chu Yuanhe smiled slightly, his captivating peach blossom eyes staring at her without blinking, "Don't you like it? I thought you put your finger on my lips, meaning I wanted to kiss it."
He teased slowly, opened his mouth and took her pearly fingertips into his lips, and slowly wrapped his long tongue around her fingertips.
The warm and numb feeling was like an electric shock, instantly spreading through her limbs and bones.
Zhao Qingyi was so amused by him that her scalp tingled, "You misunderstood, stop it..."
She wanted to struggle and pull away, but Chu Yuanhe held her wrist tightly. His big, bony hand wrapped around her small hand, and his rough fingertips slowly circled her palm.
Everything is teasing her will.
Zhao Qingyi's fingertips felt hot and her palms felt numb and itchy. The worst thing was the subtle itch, which seemed to reach her soul through her fingertips and palms.
Zhao Qingyi leaned her waist against his arm, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.
This feeling was too strange, so strange that she felt at a loss. She wanted to escape, but every time she wanted to curl up her slender fingers, he would force her to stretch them out with a tough attitude.
His tongue was still gentle, slowly brushing across her fingertips, kissing her knuckles, the back of her hand, and then gently turning it over, the warm touch falling on her wrist pulse...
Zhao Qingyi was trembling all over.
Chu Yuanhe kissed her very intently, his tall nose imprinted on her fair arm, sinking slightly into her soft skin, and then gradually moving upwards, rubbing her wide sleeves open bit by bit, leaving a string of wet kiss marks.
The peeled skin is rosy and translucent.
“Don’t be like this…”
Only after she begged him did he give up, and his side face naturally sank into her hot palm, looking flattering.
"Don't you like it?" he asked again.
Zhao Qingyi bit her red lips lightly, tears in her almond eyes. How could she say this?
She couldn't handle it anyway.
"Next time... don't do this." She tried her best to keep her voice calm, but when she opened her mouth she found that things were still a mess.
"Oh..." Chu Yuanhe's face moved away from her palm, and a look of loneliness flashed in his affectionate and focused peach blossom eyes.
Zhao Qingyi's heart softened again, and she hugged him back, giving him some comfort, "I don't dislike you, it's just..."
It's just too embarrassing.
It was hard for Chu Yuanhe, a prince, to behave like a brothel owner, but she didn't dare to say it, for fear of hurting his reputation.
"Just what?" Chu Yuanhe asked impatiently.
Zhao Qingyi hated herself for being so clumsy in speaking. "I don't want you to be too humble..."
Chu Yuanhe was startled for a moment, then smiled, "That's it?"
Um?
That’s it?
Doesn't he mind?
She looked so bewildered that she was easy to bully.
Chu Yuanhe's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said seriously, "It's a matter of our mutual consent. I like to kiss you... I like every part of you."
Because he liked her, he didn't feel that he was lowering himself. On the contrary, he felt very happy seeing her blushing and getting emotional.
He brought all this to her.
"Banban, this is the joy of the boudoir, you need to adapt to it sooner..." he panted.
Zhao Qingyi felt her face getting hot again. It was all because of his sharp tongue that he dared to say anything.
Chu Yuanhe hugged her tighter, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe, "Don't you believe it?"
Zhao Qingyi really couldn't believe it. He didn't understand what the fun was in it that made him act like this.
He raised his hand and stroked her cheek, his eyes dark, "How about... you try it instead?"
"Try it, and you'll know whether what I say is true or not."
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