Chapter 85 Chapter 85 You are my father.
"Madam, today's ginger soup."
Seeing Sheng Puzhu's deep frown, Madam Du quickly softened her voice and said, "This old servant has quietly put a tablespoon of honey in your bowl."
"Can't it be thrown away?" Sheng Puzhu asked bitterly.
Nanny Du was helpless and could only say distressedly, "The study is cold, there's no floor heating, and you're not allowed to place a charcoal basin there. My dear, we're worried you might catch a cold."
Sheng Puzhu snorted when he heard this: "If he really cared about me, he should let me go back to Yunyu Hall."
"It's been three days straight. He relies on his strength and I can't get away from him. He takes me away every night."
Madam Du handed Sheng Puzhu a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, and couldn't help sighing, "My husband has a good temper. He lets my wife act like this. No matter how I look at it, I feel like my husband is coaxing you like a child."
Sheng Puzhu leaned against the soft couch by the window, her hands covering her heart, looking extremely sad. "I guess Mammy doesn't love me anymore. She's actually twisting her arm outward."
"Madam, that's not what I meant." Madam Du explained anxiously.
Sheng Puzhu curled her lips and sighed, "Never mind, never mind. Madam is right."
"Then I'll call him daddy from now on!"
Aunt Du was shocked: "Grandfather, this is unacceptable."
"What's the uselessness?" Sheng Puzhu muttered softly.
Aunt Du was so frightened that she was trembling with fear.
At night.
The candle flickered, and its shadow fell on the screen, reflecting a circle of warm yellow light.
Steady and powerful footsteps were heard outside, and then the curtain was lifted by a bony hand. Xie Zhiyan walked straight behind the rosewood screen. Through the hazy curtain, he could just barely see a handsome figure bound by a crimson official robe.
The rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other became particularly clear in the quiet night.
The jade buckle was undone and placed casually on the rosewood table, followed by the outer robe and the inner garment...
The sound of clothes falling to the ground was like the sound of new buds being plucked.
One sound after another, like scratching an itch through a shoe.
Although he knew that he couldn't see anything, Sheng Puzhu still slowly turned over and quietly opened the curtain a little.
The tall shadow fell on the screen, and what came into view was a tall and blurred outline, like the mountains and rivers in a scroll painting, elegant and pure.
Xie Zhiyan moved very slowly, and it was obvious that he was doing it on purpose. He was tearing himself apart to lure her to see and hear, and even depicting and filling in the ambiguities that the eyes could not see inch by inch in his mind.
Sheng Puzhu could almost imagine how the mist in the bathroom began to wet his collarbone, and how the beads gathered from his hair, meandered along the taut grooves of his back, slid across his flawless back muscles, and disappeared into deeper shadows.
There are thousands of forms of beauty in the world, but Xie Zhiyan's beauty can rival thousands of others, which is really amazing.
Sheng Puzhu forced herself to close her eyes and not think about it. A hint of red appeared between her eyebrows, as if she had accidentally rubbed it.
Along with the sound of dripping water, and the suppressed sigh in the bathroom, as if all the fatigue was relieved.
The warm water vapor mixed with the refreshing scent of bath beans. Sheng Puzhu fluttered her eyelashes, and her fingertips unconsciously twisted a corner of the brocade quilt and pulled it upwards with force.
After a while, the sound of water stopped.
Xie Zhiyan walked out of the bathroom, wearing only a plain white shirt with a loose belt and a slightly open collar.
His long, jet-black hair was draped wetly behind his shoulders, with water droplets still dripping from the ends. The water rolled over his broad shoulders and quickly sank into the depths of his collar, leaving a deep water mark.
"Madam is asleep?" Xie Zhiyan was the first to break the silence. This was the first sentence he said after returning to the room.
Sheng Puzhu raised her eyes when she heard the voice. The curtain was lifted and the man's long legs were slightly bent and stepped on the footstool, leaning towards her.
As you get closer, you can clearly see every powerful line on his body. The candlelight casts a layer of honey on his moist skin, and every texture contains extremely strong explosive power.
"Hmm." Sheng Puzhu blinked his eyes and pretended to have just woken up.
Even her voice was just the right amount of hoarseness: "I went to bed early, and I didn't know my husband would come back."
"Really?" Xie Zhiyan's Adam's apple rolled and he lowered his eyes to look at her. Perhaps because he had taken a hot bath tonight, his cold white skin now showed a hint of pink, and his impeccable facial features were full of temptation.
"Yes."
"Well, since Madam is awake, let's go to the study together and get settled."
He just stood in front of the bed, his tall body almost blocking all the light in front of her eyes, his body full of heat from the shower, even a simple glance at him made her heart warm.
"Can I not go?" Sheng Puzhu looked at her half angry and half annoyed.
"Then can I stay?" Xie Zhiyan's eyes were a little dark and his tone was deep.
He had already reached out and picked up the clean clothes from the spring stool, shaking them out with an expressionless face, his movements decisive and neat.
"Stay...stay, stay." Sheng Puzhu was afraid that if she hesitated even a little, the man would pick her up and carry her away, and then give her a bowl of ginger soup the next morning.
Actually, it doesn’t matter where you sleep. What matters is that the ginger soup tastes bad.
Sheng Puzhu would never admit that she was seduced by male beauty.
"Madam is considerate."
Sheng Puzhu’s inner thoughts: You’re so considerate, you’re my dad.
The opened curtain was lowered again, blocking out the last ray of dim light.
Perhaps because she was nervous, Sheng Puzhu pulled at the hem of her clothes with both hands and her body was tense.
But to her surprise, Xie Zhiyan did not take any further action.
But the more he didn't move, the more she looked forward to it.
This obviously shouldn't be the case.
I don't know how long it took, but the man next to her suddenly stretched out a hand and pressed on her plump lips: "Madam, go to sleep."
sleep?
She could still sleep.
Sheng Puzhu turned over angrily.
I don’t know how long it took, the wind blew down the leaves, and the small candlelight outside went out. The distance that I deliberately kept before going to bed was finally smoothed out by a soft warmth.
Sheng Puzhu's sweet and fragrant body unexpectedly bumped into Xie Zhiyan's arms, and her delicate cheeks unconsciously rubbed against his neck.
Is this sleeping?
Xie Zhiyan's lips curled up silently. He didn't move, but just reached out and grasped the slender waist that was as thin as a hand, and hugged her tighter in his arms.
The fabric touched by his fingertips was as thin as a feather, revealing the soft and delicate skin underneath. He subconsciously rubbed it with his fingertips, but then stopped himself for fear of waking her up.
Sheng Puzhu did not reject it, and even felt at ease because of this perfect confinement. She uttered a very light and vague mutter, and buried her round head in his arms more dependently.
In the darkness, Xie Zhiyan's smile deepened, and the only sound in the quiet tent was the blending of their breathing.
The next day.
Sheng Puzhu woke up and stretched slowly.
"Mammy, is the carriage ready?"
"I prepared it early in the morning. According to Madam's instructions, I prepared various snacks and packed them in food boxes, and also included the pine nut candies that Madam Four loves to eat."
Sheng Puzhu nodded, quickly washed up and had breakfast, and did not forget to pay his respects to the two elders in their courtyard.
"I knew you would come." The old lady smiled and pulled him into her arms, patting him. "Go earlier. Don't waste time with me. If you miss a good seat, you'll have to wait another three years to see the top and bottom scholars parade through the streets."
Sheng Puzhu smiled with her almond-shaped eyes: "I am a married woman."
"Okay, okay, I know you're a married woman. As the eldest sister-in-law, I can't find fault with you taking your younger sisters out to play."
Sheng Puzhu went out, followed by two little sisters Xie Lingyi and Xie Lingxi.
The carriage made a long detour to the Marquis of Mingde's Mansion to pick up the three sisters of the Sheng family. There were two carriages in total heading to the restaurant that Princess Duanyang had booked half a month ago.
"Cousin-in-law." Princess Changning Xiao Yueshu was the first to arrive. She walked forward with a smile and took Sheng Puju's hand.
"Sister Puzhu." Song Zhuyi followed behind Xiao Yueshu, still looking very well-behaved.
After the few people greeted each other, Princess Duanyang arrived soon, followed by Wei Yuanning.
The private room is very large and can accommodate eight people sitting around a table.
Sheng Puyao held a string of candied haws in her hand and stood on tiptoe to look down: "Why hasn't the number one scholar come yet? A quarter of an hour has passed."
Princess Duanyang laughed: "How can it be that fast? It will take at least an hour."
"We came early because we were afraid the carriages would be stuck on the road. We just had nothing to do anyway, so we had lunch first and then waited for the number one scholar."
At this point, Princess Duanyang sighed, "I wonder who is more handsome, the top scholar or the third place scholar this year."
As they were talking, someone knocked on the door of the private room.
Nanny Du opened the door and went out. Soon, she respectfully welcomed in a heroic girl.
"aunt."
"You have such a good thing going on, why don't you take me with you." Xiao Heyin was not shy and smiled as she found an embroidered stool next to Sheng Puju and sat down.
The group quickly stood up and saluted. Xiao Heyin waved his hand and said, "No need to do that. I'm just joining in the fun."
"How did He Yin know about our Xinghua Tower?" asked Princess Duanyang.
Xiao Heyin raised her eyebrows, and she did not hide it: "Jiulang took me out of the palace. He invited a few classmates and friends to watch the fun at Xinghua Tower. I heard my aunt's voice and came over."
When Wei Yuanning heard that Crown Prince Xiao Changsui was also there, her cheeks blushed first. She nervously pinched the handkerchief in her hand, looked up with some curiosity, and quickly lowered her head.
Sheng Puzhu smiled as she observed Wei Yuanning's shy expression, then nodded at Xiao Heyin, "Your Highness, are you here to watch the number one scholar's parade as well?"
Xiao Heyin sighed: "That's right."
"Luoyang Peilang, I have to take a good look at this."
Sheng Puyao was puzzled. Her round eyes opened wide, and she even forgot to eat the candied haws in her hand. "Hasn't the top scholar been paraded through the streets yet? How did Your Highness know it was Pei Lang from Luoyang?"
Xiao Heyin blinked: "It can't be anyone else except him."
"Regarding the situation, he should have participated in the Spring Examination three years ago. For some reason, he was ill for a long time."
"Among the young men in Dayan, if we only consider their knowledge," Xiao Heyin paused, "I'm afraid only Sanlang from the Puzhu family can rival him."
Sheng Puzhu smiled, her fair face showing just the right amount of shyness: "Then I still think my family's Sanlang is more capable."
Xiao Heyin laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Such a generous and confident girl is worthy of being Madam Sheng."
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