Under the moonlight over the lotus pond, in the valley of late-blooming flowers, a warm candle burns, a man with a sword at his waist watches with a smile, while Cui Yuling enjoys the tea and fruit on the table.
"Sister Yuling, is it really necessary for us to come to a place like this to play the zither and practice swordsmanship?"
Chi Musheng looked around at the flowers swaying in the dim light, her thoughts racing.
This scene is usually seen in TV dramas, where a prince watches a dancer perform, her graceful figure arousing desire.
Tonight, everything changes. In ancient times, princes would watch dances; today, wealthy female doctors will watch handsome men perform sword dances.
Cui Yuling gently held a teacup in one hand and a paintbrush in the other, a smile playing at the corners of her eyes.
"Younger brother, are you perhaps unwilling?"
She had thought a lot about it. If Chi Musheng really didn't like her, then she didn't need to force it, but she still wanted to leave some memories between them.
Drawings become a good form of storage.
"If Sister Yuling wants it, how could I possibly refuse?"
After bowing, Chi Musheng's eyes sharpened, and his long sword instantly drew from his waist. His body moved like a swallow, and the sword followed his movements, like a dragon weaving through water.
The surrounding petals danced in the wind, moving with the sword, shimmering with silver light, and the falling petals and leaves displayed an elegant and graceful beauty.
And Cui Yuling's paintbrush seemed to be imbued with magic, dancing lightly with each stroke, touching the soul with every stroke, as poetic and picturesque as it depicted the unique beauty of the person before her.
The poetic and picturesque scene was brought to life before my eyes, making it seem so unreal.
Their nighttime date was incredibly joyful.
Within the territory of Tushan, there are no three foxes.
Tu Shan Rongrong was still dealing with official business with a sense of frustration. Although she was not as overwhelmed as before, the endless tasks she was dealing with still made her very irritable.
After all, no one likes their job unless it gives them something they really enjoy.
Tu Shan Honghong remained unchanged, standing under the Bitter Love Tree, gazing at the entire Tu Shan region, seemingly lost in thought, a smile occasionally appearing on her lips.
Tu Shan Ya Ya was lying at home drinking alone, wondering how she could become a matchmaker and go out to play. Taking exams was impossible, and liking someone was also out of the question.
She lived for three hundred years and never met someone she liked. Does that mean she can meet someone just by wanting to now?
The Red Thread Fairy assessment will begin in a month.
It's absolutely impossible to fall in love with someone in a month.
But if I can't do that, I'll fail this year's assessment again, and then I'll never be able to leave Tushan.
Tu Shan Ya Ya, who drank more and more, collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.
In her dream, she saw Feng Qi, who was their wet nurse.
Bai Yifengqi slowly walked up to Tu Shan Ya Ya and asked in a kind tone.
"Second Miss, are you troubled by falling in love with someone?"
Tu Shan Ya Ya, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, looked up in surprise.
"Nanny, how did you know? And where did you go? Why did you appear in my dream?"
You should know that she hadn't seen her wet nurse for almost a hundred years, and she and her sister both thought something had happened to the other.
Feng Qi conjured a flask of wine from his hand and handed it to Tu Shan Ya Ya, saying affectionately.
"Of course the wet nurse knows, and she's been keeping an eye on you, she just can't come back for the time being."
Upon hearing this, Tu Shan Ya Ya excitedly slammed her hand on the table, even dropping the chicken leg from her mouth.
"Really? When will you be back, wet nurse?"
Feng Qi shook her head.
"It will probably take a long time, but this time, the wet nurse is here to help you become a matchmaker."
Tu Shan Ya Ya's hands were tangled together, looking very troubled.
"But my sister said that you have to truly fall in love with someone to quickly become a qualified matchmaker."
Could it be that the wet nurse has some quick way to help her become a matchmaker? Thinking of this, Tu Shan Ya Ya also looked at Feng Qi excitedly.
Feng Qi responded with a smile.
"Of course, now that the wet nurse is here, she must have a way to help you."
The second young lady is as foolish as ever. She takes the bait with just a gentle adjustment, without even needing bait. It's so worry-free. After two hundred years of not being worry-free, she's finally relieved for once.
"Nanny, tell me quickly, what's my solution?" Tu Shan Ya Ya couldn't wait to try it out.
"Actually, liking someone needs to be taught. Go find that human named Chi Musheng and have him teach you what it feels like to like someone. He will sign a contract with you. As for the money needed, the wet nurse will put it by your bedside."
"Oh, and if he doesn't agree, just say that the man in black said you would definitely agree."
"Remember, don't tell anyone that the wet nurse came, or she won't be able to come back."
After giving his instructions, Feng Qi left Tu Shan Ya Ya's dream, leaving 10,000 taels of silver by Tu Shan Ya Ya's bedside.
Tu Shan Ya Ya woke up from her dream, looked at the ten thousand taels of silver on the bedside table, hugged it to her chest, and her eyes shone.
"My wet nurse actually sent me silver in my dream!"
She had never seen so much money before. Her mind was caught in a dilemma: whether to go out and play as a matchmaker or to use the ten thousand taels of silver to drink and eat meat. She was reluctant to give it all to Chi Musheng, that human, but if she didn't give it to him, she wouldn't be able to quickly become a matchmaker and go out and play.
Pluck a small flower from the side, remove a petal, and recite a sentence.
"Give"
"No"
"Give"
"No"
...........
"Give"
Tu Shan Ya Ya plucked off the last petal and lay helplessly on the bed. She was so reluctant to part with so much money, sob sob.
Forget it, to become a qualified matchmaker and earn my sister's praise, what's ten thousand taels?
It's given!
"Second Miss, this scene is getting more and more exciting. I really wonder how interesting it will be on that day."
A kilometer away, Hei Hu Fengqi wore a sly grin, a stark contrast to his earlier kind and gentle demeanor.
It was a dark and windy night, and Chi Musheng was still diligently playing the piano, while our teacher Yuling, with her beautiful long legs crossed high, lazily painted her beloved younger brother's abs and collarbone with a paintbrush in her hand.
After finishing the piece, Chi Musheng stretched his wrists, wanting to get up and see what Cui Yuling had painted of him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, Cui Yuling finished her work in one stroke and put the drawing paper into the script.
"Sister Yuling, what are you drawing?"
Chi Musheng had no choice but to step forward and ask.
Cui Yuling raised a finger and tapped Chi Musheng's forehead, teasingly.
"Little brother, you're asking a question you already know the answer to. Don't you know what your sister is drawing?"
"How could I know if I didn't even look? Sister, let me take a look," Chi Musheng pleaded in her childish voice.
"Okay, little brother, give your big sister a kiss, and I'll show you all the hard work I put into tonight, plus a picture of my portrait!"
Cui Yuling put forward conditions, and although she seemed unmoved by them, she actually found them very appealing. But she couldn't possibly miss out on all the benefits.
This brat has never kissed anyone before.
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