Chapter 45: Eating the Evil Fruit Luo Qingling... is taking a bath?!
I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy.
Luo Qingling has been idle at home for the past two days. He has neither visited Aye's old friends nor thought about resolving the issue of the Golden Dragon Sword. Moreover, no one knows what Qin Yanheng has been busy with recently. The two have not been in touch since he came back from the theater. Could he be preparing for the southern tour?
Luo Qingling glanced out the window, a look of worry on her face. If the conversation between the two ladies at the theater that day was true, then what happened to her father-in-law must have been unjust... She really needed to go on a southern tour with Qin Yanheng to find the truth.
"What identity do you use to accompany this king on his southern tour?"
Qin Yanheng's words lingered in his ears. He was right. She and he had no relationship, and it was inappropriate for them to spread the news that they were alone. But now that the Southern Tour was imminent, the Golden Dragon Sword's ties were inextricable, which was a real headache.
Luo Qingling closed her eyes and sank into the tub, the warm water covering her collarbone. Before her bath tonight, Aunt Zhao had placed a number of flower petals in the tub. Now, the red petals floated on the water, their vibrant color like an actor's costume...
Luo Qingling shuddered all over and suddenly opened her eyes. For some reason, she felt uneasy in her heart. She slowly sat up and looked around.
There was a candle lit on the table behind the screen. The candlelight was flickering, and the weak light could only illuminate the area around the bathtub. The area behind the screen was pitch black, and the scene outside could not be seen clearly.
But Luo Qingling instinctively knew that if someone was outside the screen, they would be able to clearly see her figure through it. Feeling a little uneasy, as if someone was peeping at her, Luo Qingling didn't hesitate. She immediately stood up and reached out to reach for the nightgown hanging on the screen.
When his fingertips touched the fabric, Luo Qingling suddenly lifted it up, and the figure stood upright on the screen.
In front of a stick of incense.
Qin Yanheng had just laid down on the bed when his wrist was suddenly pulled outward by a force. He opened his eyes and sighed, rubbing his forehead and sitting up resignedly. He reached out and took the outer robe that he had folded and placed aside before going to bed, and ran towards Luo Mansion while putting on his clothes.
The movements are skillful, very skillful.
Ever since that day, he had suspected that something bad would happen to Luo Qingling if the Golden Dragon Sword was in his possession, so he would dress neatly every night before bed, waiting for the Golden Dragon Sword to "call" him. And tonight, it was calling him to save someone again.
Qin Yanheng entered the Luo Mansion with familiarity and quickly came to Luo Qingling's boudoir. He suddenly pushed open the wooden door, and water vapor hit his face. White mist floated in the candlelight, which made him stunned for a moment.
Luo Qingling...is taking a bath?
Qin Yanheng's heart suddenly started beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat. He walked inside with a wandering look in his eyes, calling Luo Qingling softly.
"Your Highness! Wait a minute——"
Luo Qingling squatted in the tub, her entire body exposed only to her head. Luckily, Aunt Zhao had placed a lot of flower petals during the bath tonight, which just happened to cover her up. When the wooden door was kicked open, the figure that had suddenly appeared on the screen suddenly disappeared. She guessed it must be Qin Yanheng, so she quickly hid in the water.
"Your Highness..." Luo Qingling's voice was soft and moist, her red lips moving as she glanced to her side. The young man's figure was reflected on the folding screen, his wide sleeves fluttering. Perhaps because he had been pulled from the bed by the Golden Dragon Sword, Qin Yanheng's hair was untied tonight. His long black hair draped over his shoulders, a few strands of hair flowing in the wind.
Qin Yanheng, without the jade crown, has a more masculine air.
She swallowed, staring blankly at the figure, unable to utter a word for a long time. Seeing a ghost and a strange man in the shower, what else could she be expected to say?
Luo Qingling shifted her gaze to the nightgown on the floor. She'd just dropped it on the floor, her hand shaking with fear. There was nothing else behind the screen besides the nightgown. Besides, she couldn't stand up right away, or else Qin Yanheng would see her naked figure!
Of course, the most important thing is——
"Your Highness..." Luo Qingling softened his voice and called again with pursed lips.
"So what?"
The figure on the screen moved, and Qin Yanheng responded with a tone of forbearance, but Luo Qingling couldn't hear it. She just thought he had lost his patience again, so she hurriedly continued to speak.
"I sprained my ankle."
Luo Qingling felt a little aggrieved. The ghost had appeared too suddenly, and the bathtub was slippery. She accidentally... sprained her ankle, and now she couldn't even stand up.
She could only half sit and half squat in the bathtub, staring at Qin Yanheng's figure.
Outside the screen, Qin Yanheng stiffened his body, his face a little tense. He took a deep breath and forced down his heart that was about to jump out of his chest.
"Then... shall I call Aunt Zhao over for you?" Qin Yanheng felt that what he said was somewhat irrelevant.
He was a foreigner standing in someone else's boudoir and saying that he would call the servants for her. Wasn't this a disguised way of telling others that Qin Yanheng and Luo Qingling had an unclear relationship?
No, no... Qin Yanheng shook his head. The two of them were innocent. It was only because of the demon that he broke into her bedroom at night. He didn't have such thoughts about her! Not last night, not the night before, and certainly not the night before.
"That monster must still be in the room. Don't move. Leave the rest to me." Qin Yanheng pinched his palm hard, finally regaining some clarity. He picked up a piece of clothing lying beside him and tore it apart. The fabric was torn into a strip. Qin Yanheng said as he did so, "I will send someone to compensate you with a few pieces of brocade clothes tomorrow."
"How many pieces?"
After seeing Qin Yanheng appear, Luo Qingling completely relaxed and was even in a good mood to joke with him.
"I will give you as much as you want." Qin Yanheng agreed casually, not realizing that the tone of the two people was just like they were discussing marriage.
As he moved, Qin Yanheng felt that the clothes in his hand looked more and more... Was this Luo Qingling's underwear?
Qin Yanheng suddenly felt like he had got a hot potato, his face flushed red, and he was hoarse and couldn't utter a word.
Why didn't he look carefully just now!
Whatever, he had already torn it up. Besides, catching the monster was the most important thing right now. It didn’t matter whether it was a small piece of clothing or not… Anyway, only he and Luo Qingling knew about this matter. He would explain it to her later - he was definitely not a pervert!
Thinking of this, Qin Yanheng covered his eyes with the bright red dress that he had torn into strips, and then walked around the screen and went straight to Luo Qingling who was sitting in the bathtub. While doing so, he did not forget to pick up the pajamas she had thrown on the ground.
The movements were not fast, but the heart was beating very fast.
Not just his heart.
Luo Qingling sat in the bathtub, staring at the young man in front of her who was blindfolded with her own clothes, and her face suddenly turned red.
This scoundrel! How could he be like this?
Before Luo Qingling could say anything, Qin Yanheng asked gently, "Can you still stand up?"
"No." Luo Qingling told the truth.
The pair of slender hands stretched out in front of her. Luo Qingling immediately understood what Qin Yanheng meant. Before he could speak, she put her hands on them and then used the force to slowly stand up.
Seeing this, Qin Yanheng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by Luo Qingling's reaction. He hadn't even said he would help her up, and she had already climbed up so naturally?
The touch was warm, cool, and smooth, like holding a piece of warm jade, making one unable to let go. Qin Yanheng resisted the urge to caress Luo Qingling's hand with his thumb and pulled her out of the tub with a little force.
After his eyes were covered with cloth, his sense of touch and hearing became extremely sensitive. The sound of gurgling water was extremely clear in his ears, and the soft and fragrant jade in his hands made Qin Yanheng's mind appear an image of a beautiful woman emerging from the water.
No, no, I can’t think about it anymore!
"Oh, little prince, why are you holding it so tightly?" Luo Qingling whimpered and suddenly pulled his hand away.
“…”
Dengtuzi himself admitted that he had been possessed by some evil spirit. In his panic, he had accidentally tightened his grip on her hand. Qin Yanheng felt a little annoyed. His vision went dark. Wen Yu had left his grasp, and she was nowhere to be found. He subconsciously reached out to find her, but Luo Qingling slapped him away.
"What are you doing, Qin Yanheng?" Luo Qingling was angry and anxious, and unconsciously called out his full name.
She was putting on her clothes, and those hands were groping her less than an arm's length away. If they got any closer, they would probably touch her. What kind of person is this but a lecher?
The blindfolded young man in front of him coughed softly, silently put down his hand that was suspended in mid-air, and just stared at her in a daze - he couldn't see where she was, and naturally didn't know that Luo Qingling was getting dressed in front of him at this moment.
The young man stood there with his black hair draped over his shoulders and dressed in night clothes, completely blending into the darkness. Of course, except for the particularly eye-catching bright red fabric covering his eyes.
"Are you dressed?" Qin Yanheng opened his thin lips slightly.
Qin Yanheng's heart skipped a beat when he didn't hear Luo Qingling's response. He was afraid that the person would be taken away by the monster again by accident, and he was about to ask.
A floral scent wafts over, slightly sweet.
Qin Yanheng stood there in a daze, his eyes suddenly widened under the cloth. He held his breath, feeling her approach, and raised his hands that were hanging at his sides slightly before putting them down again.
"What are you doing..." Qin Yanheng said in a hoarse voice.
The fingertips brushed across his forehead, causing a tingling sensation that made Qin Yanheng's brow furrow slightly. His eyelashes trembled behind the cloth-covered eyes, and he didn't know what to say for a long time. Qin Yanheng was a little confused about the current situation. Hadn't he come here to catch monsters? What exactly did Luo Qingling want to do? Wasn't this too fast?
In fact, he didn't hate Luo Qingling. He was now of marriageable age, and given his mother's temperament, he would have to get married sooner or later. Instead of marrying a stranger, he might as well choose a young lady he liked... No, no, no, he didn't mean that he liked Luo Qingling, he just didn't like her.
The cloth in front of his eyes was suddenly removed. Qin Yanheng's eyes, which had not seen the light for a long time, were a little uncomfortable. He blinked, but before he could see the scene clearly, Luo Qingling reached out and turned him around, pushing him out of the screen.
"Your Highness, I called you several times but you didn't respond. The monster might have hidden somewhere else. Let's go look for it!"
Luo Qingling was already fully dressed—though still in her nightgown. She stood on one foot, her injured left foot slightly bent. Seeing this, Qin Yanheng instinctively picked her up by the waist and, before leaving, slipped the candlestick from the table into her hands.
Qin Yanheng could sense that the demon was no longer in the room. The entire Luo Mansion was now filled with a chilling wind, and a sense of strangeness permeated every corner. In this situation, Qin Yanheng must have been worried about leaving Luo Qingling alone in the room, so he simply carried her around as they searched for the demon.
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