Cui Yuling clenched her fists. She could understand the term "rich woman sister"—a very wealthy older sister, which did fit her persona. But what did adding "salted duck egg" in front of it mean?
"Little brother, what does 'salted duck egg' mean?"
If this brat's explanation doesn't satisfy her later, she'll make him experience what it's like to have to lean against the wall tonight.
Chi Musheng answered truthfully.
"The meaning of 'salted duck egg' is like a girl who looks fair and clean on the outside, but is yellow and oily on the inside."
Cui Yuling gritted her teeth, and the hand on Chi Musheng's shoulder tightened its grip.
"So, in your heart, your older sister is a rich, filthy girl?"
She truly never imagined that she would be seen this way by her bratty younger brother.
"Again"
Cui Yuling slammed her hand on the table in anger. Today, this brat has to drink this wine, whether he likes it or not.
Chi Musheng shook the dice again, this time for a longer time than before, until a minute later, and then looked at Cui Yuling.
"Guess, sister."
In fact, Chi Musheng's mind is currently in a very peculiar state, a kind of hypnotic state, which makes him less vigilant towards Cui Yuling. Moreover, the rules in his subconscious mind were already determined when Cui Yuling shook her five fingers.
You could say he's now just a toy that only tells the truth and operates within a set of rules.
He may still appear to be conscious, but in reality, he has long forgotten himself.
"This time, my sister guessed big again."
Cui Yuling turned around and smiled, holding up a six on her finger and waving it in front of her eyes.
She refused to believe that she could keep getting it wrong.
Chi Musheng slowly removed the lid, only to see that there was still a single dot on it.
"Sister, you lost again."
"Huh?"
Cui Yuling was dumbfounded. What the hell? It's another dot. Is this brat cheating?
But she still had to abide by the rules of the game, raising an eyebrow as she asked.
"Hmph, just say what you want to know."
"I want to know if my sister's misogyny is real."
"yes"
"Why"
"Because I like you, you little brat. Do you believe in love at first sight?"
Cui Yuling gazed at her stinky little brother with deep affection.
She fell in love with this bratty little brother the moment she saw him; her heart had never been so excited before.
"Not believing is called lust at first sight."
Chi Musheng answered without hesitation.
"You brat, how could you use such elegant words in such a vulgar way?"
Cui Yuling frowned slightly, because in some ways, her bratty younger brother was right. If he weren't so good-looking, he wouldn't have captured her heart so easily and made her fall in love at first sight.
Chi Musheng just smiled.
"Elegance and vulgarity are just a matter of a single thought. So what if I'm elegant? Am I elegant when I play the piano on stage? But am I elegant when I'm facing my sister?"
Cui Yuling's lips curled into a bitter smile.
"So elegant! To remain unmoved in the face of such a beauty as you, sister, is truly elegant. Anyone else would probably have pounced on you long ago."
Sigh, maybe she's just being a masochist. The more difficult something is to obtain, the more she wants it. The more her brat refuses, the more she desires him.
"Sister, this is just like Wang Po selling melons, praising her own wares."
"What, are you questioning my sister's appearance?"
Cui Yuling moved closer to Chi Musheng, their noses touching and their eyes meeting.
"Pfft"
She took a step back and covered her mouth while laughing.
"Little brother, it's getting late, let's play one last round. You can choose."
Chi Musheng didn't speak, but silently picked up the dice and shook them. This time, he simply shook them once before placing the cup on the table.
"Little brother, you already know the answer in your heart."
As Cui Yuling watched this scene, she thought to herself.
"This time, my sister will guess."
She reached out and removed the cup halfway through her sentence; it was still empty inside.
"Small"
Have you not heard that there is always a way out? Only by daring to break the rules can one achieve their goals, and the temporary ups and downs around them are not important?
"Hehe, little brother, I lost."
Chi Musheng picked up the wine pot on the table and took a few sips.
This was a game, and he lost from the very beginning. The rest was no longer something he could decide.
As the alcohol went down his throat, Chi Musheng's eyes became vacant.
Cui Yuling gently stroked Chi Musheng's cheek and murmured.
"You silly little brother, why are you doing this? Since you've seen through your sister, why not just cooperate and become a pair of celestial lovers, inseparable as immortals?"
"Fine, I won't force you, but tonight you belong only to me."
She then twirled her five fingers in front of Chi Musheng while muttering incantations.
"Remember, tonight, Salted Duck Egg—oops, Cui Yuling—is your most beloved wife. You're planning to have a child, so you'd better work hard and be a 'seven-times-a-row' man."
After the hypnosis ended, Cui Yuling's lips were a little pale. This was the first time she had tried this combination of harmless sandalwood incense and medicine, along with sorcery.
But it was all worth it, as Chi Musheng's arm was already around her waist.
"Wife, a moment of passion on the night of love is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"Um"
Cui Yuling lowered her head shyly. Although she knew a lot, she was still a simple young girl.
And so, Chi Musheng carried Cui Yuling to the bed, where the curtains fell and the lights went out.
This night was destined to be anything but peaceful.
Some people have achieved their dreams, while others are still clinging to illusions.
Far away in the south, Tu Shan Hong Hong clutched the bell on her chest, feeling a strange tightness in her chest, as if she had lost something.
As the sun and moon rose and fell, a new life was born in the night.
The next morning, as the sunlight streamed in, Cui Yuling lay on Chi Musheng's chest, stroking the little face she loved. She then slowly moved to Chi Musheng's neck, biting a small opening with her teeth and sucking on it.
This is a tradition among leeches: on their wedding day, they suck the blood of their beloved so that they can know forever whether the beloved is alive or dead.
After finishing, Cui Yuling gently wiped her mouth, put on her clothes, touched her stomach, glanced back at Chi Musheng one last time, and then turned to leave.
She will raise this child alone. As for the child's father, it's not that she doesn't want to, but that he is unwilling.
I used to think that the most beautiful thing in life was meeting someone, but I've slowly come to realize that the most precious thing in life is probably reuniting.
Upon waking, Chi Musheng stared at the empty house, chuckled to himself, clutched his back, and leaned against the wall to get out.
When it comes to human calculations, nothing beats the workings of fate.
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