Chapter 33: Quan Xi "She, she, who is she?" Wen Shao's brows tightened...
"She, she, who is she?" Wen Shao frowned, and the veins on his hand that was pulling Murong Fei's sleeve were bulging. His voice was low and hoarse, and he forced himself to calm down.
Murong Fei forcibly pried open his fingers that were tugging at his sleeve, and said soothingly with a smile, "She's here to help you."
The fox-faced woman took the initiative to shake Wen Shao's trembling hand as a gesture of greeting and said, "Master Wen, don't be nervous. I just want to ask a favor."
"What help?" Wen Shao asked in a low voice.
"Master Wen, just wait for our letter." The fox-faced woman stretched out a hand toward Murong Fei. Murong Fei immediately understood and bowed slightly, presenting the copy of "The Peony Pavilion" with both hands.
"Who are you? How dare you come to a royal villa like Lihua Garden and act wildly?" Wen Shao unconsciously raised his voice slightly, his eyes fixed on the "Peony Pavilion" storybook, eager to try.
He took advantage of the moment when the two were handing over and pounced on them like a hungry wolf, trying to snatch the script back.
However, the fox-faced woman noticed his movements, took a step forward, and then dodged to the side, with the hooded white robe swirling in a wonderful arc. The back of her hand brushed against Wen Shao's fingertips, and she snatched the booklet first.
The fox-faced woman landed on her feet, her breathing steady. She covered her lips with the booklet and chuckled softly:
"Master Wen, Master Wen, you're not planning to rob me, are you? You're a civil official, so stop showing off your fists and feet. What if you really bump into something?"
Wen Shao knew he was no match for his opponent, so he took out his anger on Murong Fei. He pointed at Murong Fei's nose and cursed, "You're a running dog who lives under the noses of others. You're unworthy of being a minister. Aren't you afraid of retribution after death?"
Murong Fei leaned against the stone and said nonchalantly, "Oh, my Lord Wen, we are just small fry, and we have to deal with such an unkind ruler. Living with him every day is like living with a tiger. We can't even live a good life when we are alive, so how can we care about what happens after we die?"
"You are such a—" Wen Shao was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
"Beast?" Murong Fei raised his chin, not even bothering to give him a look. "Well, you civil officials only use the same few words to curse people. Do you have anything new to say? Just come over and let me open my eyes."
"Alright!" The two were about to speak, but were stopped sternly by the fox-faced woman. She turned around and spoke kindly to Wen Shao, "Lord Wen, you have a strong and proud character, and I admire you. But you have such great talent, but you have to work for your beloved husband. Isn't that a pity?"
Seeing that Wen Shao's guard was slightly lowered, the fox-faced woman struck while the iron was hot and said:
"Lord Murong speaks so bluntly, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. You know how the current emperor ascended the throne. We're not forcing you to betray your country. We're simply inviting you to join us in welcoming a wise ruler to the throne of Dasheng. You can also stay with your beloved forever. Why not?"
Wen Shao's defenses were broken, but he still struggled desperately. He said coldly, "Who are you targeting? I want to ensure the safety of Ling'er and Ah Chu."
"Lord Wen, please rest assured. My master is very considerate and he will never fight an unprepared battle." The fox-faced woman spoke calmly.
Wen Shao was confused and asked doubtfully, "What exactly do you want to do? Could it be that you are the Yue Kingdom spies that His Majesty is looking for?"
"Those bastards from Yue Country are not even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as our Lord." The fox-faced woman said this bitterly, and then she looked at the graceful and frowning figure behind Wen Shao from afar, and said with a wicked smile:
"This secluded place is a perfect place for a tryst. The Lord, out of consideration for you, has brought your beloved here to ease your longing. This can be considered as a meeting gift from the Lord, and I hope you will accept it."
Wen Shao turned around and vaguely saw the figure that had been haunting him getting closer and closer. His pupils widened as he said, "You, you..."
"The hot springs are relaxing. Lord Wen, don't waste this good time. I'll take my leave first." The fox-faced woman glanced at Wen Shao, who was already deeply trapped, and exchanged a look with Murong Fei, and both of them disappeared into the mist.
Shi Hou Chen Yu heard the implication of his words. He had no intention of observing other people's romantic affairs and was about to leave, but a sneaky figure suddenly floated over to him.
The two of them stared at each other in a daze for a moment, and before they could say anything, they were aroused by the approaching footsteps outside the bonsai and calmed down.
Qi Xin squatted down, squeezing in a blind spot between the rocks with Shen Yu, and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What are you doing here?"
"Tracking spies." Chen Yu answered calmly, then asked, "What about you?"
Qi Xin quietly retorted, "Nonsense, I'm the same as you, except that I'm here chasing after Concubine Chu."
"So, it's her." Shen Yu stroked the silenced bone whistle and said to himself.
"What do you mean it's hers or not? Move aside. You've been standing here for so long, and I still don't know who Concubine Chu is looking for?" Qi Xin said as he pulled aside his spread indigo robe and looked towards the hole.
Chen Yu tugged at her skirt with an extremely unnatural expression and said, "You're late. I've said everything I need to say. Let's go back and find a quiet place. I'll tell you."
Qi Xin slapped his hand away and said in disbelief, "What are you doing? You are allowed to be Zhuge Liang, but I am not allowed to be Di Gong." After that, she saw Concubine Chu take two steps at a time and step forward, throwing herself into the man's arms, calling him "Wen Lang" tenderly.
This look was completely different from the Concubine Chu she had seen scolding Qi Ling in Zilin Palace. She seemed to have instantly comprehended the true meaning of "Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."
Qi Xin's eyes widened, and without even looking away, he grabbed Shen Yu's sleeve and said, "What? Wen, Lord Wen? He has always been such a serious person, how could he have an affair with a concubine?"
Seeing that he didn't react, Qi Xin turned his head away, but didn't dare to raise his voice to show his strength. He just grabbed his index finger, shook it slightly and said, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"
Chen Yu let her entangle his fingertips, but his body involuntarily moved closer, lowering his voice and whispering in her ear: "Since Xiaojiu knows, let's retreat first. He who knows the current situation is a hero. It would be bad if we were discovered."
"No!" Qi Xin pushed him away and said, "Why are you so impatient? What if you missed some important information? You are a commander in chief, after all, so how can you be so cowardly as a rat or an ant?"
Shen Yu sighed silently and reminded softly: "Don't regret it."
"Why are you here?" Wen Shao asked, holding Concubine Chu's wrists through her sleeves.
"A servant from your house brought me here. He looks familiar and should be trustworthy." Concubine Chu responded affectionately.
Wen Shao was a little frightened. The city lord must have wanted to come to his house for a long time. He had even put his spies right next to him to prepare for the future. It seemed that the people in his mansion were no longer pure.
However, as long as they are not from the Yue Kingdom, I can just sit back and watch what they are going to do. Then, I can take advantage of their tactics and find a way out for the future of myself and Achu.
Separated by a wall, the two people opposite could no longer contain themselves by the warm and steaming pool. Wen Shao leaned his head over first, accurately captured Concubine Chu's lips, held them in his mouth and sucked gently. After getting her response, he worked harder, pushing her step by step to the wall made of rubble.
The two seemed to have been thirsty for a long time, absorbing the endless sweetness between their lips and teeth. In their thirties, at the prime of their lives, they hugged each other tightly against the wall, gradually sucking sounds.
Concubine Chu couldn't bear it anymore and said breathlessly:
"Fortunately, fortunately you're okay. I, I really don't know how Qi, Qi Ling grew up to be so stupid. He only knows how to curry favor with his father all day long. He has no brains and can't beat Qi Xin, so he wants to put the blame on you. I really..."
Wen Shao bit Concubine Chu's earlobe and murmured incoherently:
"Ah, Ah Chu, Ah Chu, I know how you feel about me, but Ling'er, Ling'er is your first child. I can't bear for her to hate us, her father, and the world after she knows the truth. Please, be nice to her. Her little quarrels won't affect me. We will, we will have our own children, and we will have many more. Do you believe me?"
"Hmm...hmm, hmm, hmm..." Concubine Chu's eyes were misty and her wet and swollen lips opened and closed.
Wen Shao was moved by the tidal life and bit her lips again, supporting her waist with one hand and moving the other hand around various sensitive parts of her body.
Concubine Chu huddled in his arms, her breathing unstable, wanting to both resist and accept.
After a while, she was only wearing an undergarment. Wen Shao took advantage of the opportunity to take off his outer robe and kissed her back impatiently.
Concubine Chu's body unconsciously softened little by little. She hugged Wen Shao's head, which was buried in the side of her neck, and stroked his earlobe. She stammered and panted, "Hiss, the ground is very, very cold. Go, go to the pool."
Wen Shao lifted her from the ground and carried her sideways into the bath. He placed her on a step embedded in the water. He slid his fingertips down along her brow, eyelashes, and nose, stopping at her lower lip. He rubbed his thumb between her lips, pushed it between her teeth, and pressed it against her tongue, causing her saliva to flow from the corner of her mouth.
Wen Shao watched her moan with her head tilted back, her lips unable to close, and he kissed her lips again, swallowing her voice. His other hand slid down along her collarbone, lingering for half an incense stick at the point where he had just entered the water, before submerging his entire forearm in the water until even his elbow was submerged below the surface.
Wen Shao kissed away the tears from the corners of her red eyes and gently guided her, "Achu, relax a little so I can help you."
Concubine Chu was already busy with her own affairs, but she still mumbled, "Then, then I will help you too."
"Do I need your help?" Wen Shao chuckled at her expression. He clamped her wrists with one hand and lifted her out of the water. He looked into her dazed eyes and said, "Just take a rest and wait for me to take care of you."
After he released his grip, Concubine Chu emotionally climbed onto the back of his neck with both hands, pressed her lips against his neck, rubbed his side, and said affectionately:
"Wen Lang, Wen Lang, I really can't stand this sleepless night in Zilin Palace. If we can live in seclusion, no matter how poor and hard it is, that would be great."
Wen Shao's eyes surged with emotion upon hearing this. He quickly lifted her up and held her tighter, letting her hang half-submerged in the spring water. He murmured, "I miss you too. The night you entered the palace, I really..."
Wen Shao's words melted into the misty spring water, carrying with them the melancholy of the past, condensing into this brief warmth.
Concubine Chu raised her head and had already stuck the knuckles of her index finger between her teeth, suppressing her feelings. In the end, she still let out a few moans.
Behind a wall, Qi Xin's blood was boiling with excitement due to the extravagant lifestyle. She pinched her palm secretly in her sleeve, but still couldn't stop the restlessness of the blood pill's power. She simply crashed into the rocks beside her.
Chen Yu didn't know why she suddenly did this, and he quickly protected her forehead from hitting the rocks.
The next moment, her forehead hit his palm, and the golden chain on her bun struck the strange rock, making a clear sound.
Meanwhile, the two, who were in the midst of a dream and drunkenness, were suddenly jolted back to their senses by the noise from across the wall. They both emerged from the water, quickly fastened their robes, and hurried towards the source of the sound...
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The author has something to say: ps——
Tan Xi Yuan Mu Xia: No, do you guys enjoy listening to it?
Chen Yu: It’s better to do than to hear. I was wondering, the youth and middle-aged groups next door are already getting into the swing of things, while Xiaojiu and I are still sitting here in the rocking car, right?
Xiaojiu: I'm not saying you have to put this blood pill thing on me, right? It makes me want to get horny anytime and anywhere.
Tan Xi Yuan Mu Xia: Isn't that perfect? Your guy seems to be even more anxious than me~
Xiaojiu: Who? If I really want to do something, I have to find someone who is tall, has long legs, a good figure, good looks, and a good personality... Otherwise, I can't eat.
Tan Xiyuan Muxia: If you didn’t add the last one, I thought He Lianzhu would be fine too.
Xiaojiu: Please, don’t disgust me with that damp male ghost. What’s your fetish?
Chen Yu: It sounds like you molded me according to my little Jiu’s preferences?
Tan Xiyuan Muxia: Your Xiaojiu doesn’t like people who are too sentimental.
Chen Yu: I don’t believe it——
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