Song Qiuping just felt that he couldn't keep this to himself, and he didn't have any intention of getting to the bottom of it. He felt much better after he said it.
I don't know what else they talked about, but then I went back to doing my own thing.
Yun Qing watched Song Qiuping's departing figure with a slight sense of helplessness.
She wasn't angry at Xie Rang's behavior, but this guy would rather do something underhanded than tell her. Was he afraid she'd be angry? Did he have that little faith in her?
Yunqing felt that there were still some lessons to be learned.
However, figuring out how to teach them a lesson is also a difficult problem.
Yun Qing suddenly realized something: Xie Rang never seemed to show any anger in front of her. Even when he was sulking, he would quickly make up for it.
She hesitated for a long time, unable to make up her mind.
Before we knew it, it was evening.
The palace was indeed cooler, which gave His Majesty the Emperor a reason to come and sleep in the bed.
They had only recently officially become a couple, and Xie Rang couldn't bear to be apart from her for even a second. If he weren't afraid that Yun Qing would find him too clingy, he would definitely stay by her side at all times.
Xie Rang lowered his eyes, his handsome face showing a cautious expression. He glanced at the bed with a hint of resentment and asked, "The bed is so big, one more person won't make a difference, will it?"
Seeing his expression, Yun Qing was both amused and exasperated: "Alright, alright, stay if you want. Your Majesty, if you acted like this with any other woman, it would be considered utter lechery. You should reflect on yourself."
The first half of the sentence was enough; Xie Rang didn't care about the second half. He smiled and said, "That's because I know that the Grand Tutor is different, and there are no other women who can compare to him."
What's the point of comparing people who are destined to never exist?
"You always have so many opinions."
Yunqing reached out to remove the hairpin. After regaining her identity, Diancui was the happiest. She felt that her hair styling skills had a place to be displayed. Under Yunqing's emphasis, she tried to simplify it as much as possible, but it was still quite complicated.
Since Xie Rang was here, it wasn't appropriate to call Diancui in, so Yunqing had to dismantle it herself.
After trying to dismantle it for a long time without making any progress, Xie Rang gently pressed her hand down: "Let me do it."
Ancient people valued their bodies and hair, which were given to them by their parents, and generally did not cut their hair easily. Yun Qing followed the trend, so her hair was a bit long. After her movements, some strands of hair had become tangled. Xie Rang patiently helped her untangle them little by little, and finally, all her long black hair was spread out over her shoulders.
Xie Rang lifted a strand of her hair, and Yun Qing immediately realized what he was trying to do, reaching out to pull her hair back: "No!"
Yun Qing still remembers the first time she felt clearly bewitched, it was when this guy kissed her hair. To be precise, the action wasn't very intimate, as they didn't even touch skin, but it was inexplicably ambiguous and made her ears burn just thinking about it.
In modern times, Yun Qing often didn't have time to take care of herself while doing research. Later, for convenience, she cut her hair short. She never knew that the inconvenience of long hair was not just that it was difficult to manage!
Strands of hair drifted lightly from his fingertips. Xie Rang sighed with some regret. The more he did these little tricks, the easier it was for his intentions to be detected, and the fewer opportunities he had to succeed.
Xie Rang's eyes flickered, and just as Yun Qing was about to get up and walk towards the bed, he suddenly stepped forward and picked her up in his arms.
Yun Qing was startled and put her hand on his shoulder to maintain her balance. However, Xie Rang's movements were very steady, and the hug felt very real, so there was no feeling that she would fall off.
She started to settle scores: "Is this how you hugged me last night?"
Xie Rang wasn't surprised to be discovered: "Yes. Grand Tutor, you've worked so hard these past few days, I couldn't bear to wake you."
He gently lowered his head and affectionately nuzzled Yun Qing's nose, their breaths mingling in a daze.
Yun Qing turned her head slightly: "Then why are you telling me nothing happened? Xie Qi'an, do you think I'd be angry?"
I'm definitely going to be angry now.
Xie Rang placed her on the bed and leaned over to cover her, quietly holding her in his arms as he slowly explained, "Grand Tutor, don't be angry. I didn't think that way. I just wanted them to know that I love you more, Grand Tutor."
Because it concerned Yunqing, Xie Rang was always extremely careful, afraid that any wrong step would have a negative impact on her.
You can say whatever you want about him, but you can't say anything about Yun Qing.
He is the emperor, so he can only take on the more controversial responsibilities himself to avoid such a strong reaction from the public. The difference between the emperor and his subjects is still quite significant. In any case, he cannot allow Yun Qing to be attacked by public opinion.
“No need for that, I don’t care that much.” Yun Qing tilted her head, her eyes smiling as she met his gaze. “I am older than Your Majesty, and not as fragile as Your Majesty imagines.”
Yunqing's parents passed away when she was in junior high school, so she learned to be sensible and how to take care of herself at a very young age. Her heart was already strong enough.
Xie Rang refused and hugged her tightly: "This is my own business."
That's what he wanted to do.
Yun Qing laughed: "Alright then."
Xie Rang's stubbornness was sometimes so strong that even Yun Qing couldn't persuade him. In matters of triviality, she just let him be.
Xie Rang kissed Yun Qing's face a few times in a good mood, and when she wasn't paying attention, he left some marks in places that would normally be covered by her collar.
Yun Qing was getting sleepy and didn't care what he was doing. As long as he didn't disturb her, it was fine. He was like a little wolf cub, always marking his territory.
Summer is hot and dry, and his thoughts soon affected his body. When he realized something was wrong, Xie Rang's face gradually turned red. He subconsciously wanted to let go of Yun Qing and step back, but Yun Qing grabbed his hand.
"What's wrong?"
Yun Qing's initial drowsiness was dispelled by his movements. She lazily opened her eyes and looked at Xie Rang, whose breathing was noticeably heavier.
"You..." She suddenly realized something, and it was too late to avoid it. The boy quickly sealed her lips with his.
It was a delicate, burning kiss.
The boy's hands were a little hot, but he still kissed very gently. The soft candlelight seemed to fall into his eyes, but the only person he could see was Yun Qing.
He whispered in Yun Qing's ear, his voice low and husky, carrying a barely perceptible plea: "Yun Qing, Grand Tutor..."
Yun Qing's ears were practically burning. Feeling the warm breath from the boy's whispered words, she trembled as she slowly adjusted her breathing, her mind now completely clear: "...Thank you!"
Xie Rang said, feeling wronged, "...This is not something I can control."
Love breeds desire.
Xie Rang had kept his tutor in his heart for a very long time.
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