There are wolves in the back mountain
The next day, Yi Shen was the first to wake up.
Wu Qi hugged Yi Shen tightly, nestled in his arms, his shallow breaths spraying onto Yi Shen's neck. Even after everything that had happened, he slept as peacefully as ever.
She also liked to sleep with Yi Shen like this when she was little.
Wen Ru already doted on Wu Qi, so she held the sleeping girl and placed her on Yi Shen's bed, repeatedly instructing Yi Shen to take good care of his younger sister.
With a cold face, Yi Shen pulled the blanket over the sleeping Xiao Wuqi. Unexpectedly, Xiao Wuqi rolled over to his side while sleeping and could only sleep well if he hugged him or held his hand.
Seeing this, Wenru laughed and said, "Isn't Xiaoqi cute?!"
Yi Shen said, "I still need to play the piano and paint."
She held his hand, and he couldn't walk away.
“Wei Chong, people are far more important than things.” After saying that, Wen Ru waved her hand and said, “Take good care of your sister, I’m leaving now.”
Only he and she, fast asleep, remained in the room.
As a young boy, he never imagined that when he held her while she was asleep, he would be so embarrassed. He was so embarrassed that he changed his clothes while she was still asleep. He was so embarrassed that he really wanted to bury that memory deep in his heart. He was so embarrassed that he added a bed to the room and never slept in her arms again.
She was still young then, and now she's grown up, yet she still sleeps soundly in his arms.
It feels like a lifetime ago.
Yi Shen closed his eyes and hugged the sleeping Wu Qi in his arms even tighter.
Wu Qi seemed to feel a little short of breath, so he frowned slightly and tilted his head back to try to breathe more easily. His lips brushed against Yi Shen's chin.
She was completely oblivious, sleeping soundly.
He paused for a moment, then said softly, "Be more sober next time?"
Their first real kiss should have been when they were both awake.
"Lady! Lady! Young master! Young master!"
Someone was banging on the door.
The noise was too loud, so Wu Qi shrank further into Yi Shen's arms.
Yi Shen covered her ears, gently patted her back, and said softly, "It's alright."
"Lady, young master! Lord Zhao requests your presence!" The man persisted in knocking on the door, his knocks growing louder and his shouts growing louder, "Lady!! Young master!!! Lord Zhao requests your presence!!!"
Wu Qi muttered, "So annoying."
"Cover yourself in the blanket, I'll go open the door," Yi Shen said.
Yi Shen tucked her blanket in, put on his outer robe, and opened the door a crack, saying, "Okay, we'll go in a bit."
"Okay...okay."
Seeing Yi Shen with his hair down and wearing an outer robe, the servant knew he had disturbed the lady and the young master's sleep and almost knelt down to beg for mercy. But before he could kneel down, the door in front of him was slammed shut without mercy.
It seems... it seems we don't need to kneel anymore.
Then he heard the lady inside the room say, "Is Zhao Lang sick?"
Although he didn't see the lady, he admired her courage for daring to scold Lord Zhao in the Zhao residence. Did the lady not know how many spies Lord Zhao had planted in the mansion?
Wu Qi had no idea that Zhao Lang had planted spies in his own residence.
After scolding Zhao Lang, she sat up and said with dissatisfaction, "What was he doing?!"
Why send someone to invite them so early!
ill!
Yi Shen handed her her dress and said, "Shall I wear a jade hairpin today?"
The Zhao family had no shortage of gold, silver and jewels, and plenty of glass and luminous pearls, but flowers were scarce, and the two of them did not want to pick flowers casually in the Zhao family mansion.
This is not the Wu family or the Yi family, after all.
Wu Qi naturally understood this principle, and she took out the pink jade hairpin and said, "Then I will wear this today."
"good."
The two opened the door and followed the servant into the backyard.
There is a wooden pavilion in the backyard.
Zhao Lang sat in the pavilion drinking, surrounded by three or four women. Outside the pavilion, more than a dozen guards stood watch with swords, and servants were not allowed to approach. Wu Qi and Yi Shen, however, were not stopped.
As he drew closer, Wu Qi's heart skipped a beat.
She saw Pianpian kneeling at Zhao Lang's feet.
"The Lady and Young Master Yi have arrived?" Zhao Lang invited the two of them to sit down, waved for the women in the pavilion to leave, but then nudged Pianpian, who was kneeling on the ground, with his toe and said, "Pianpian, stay and keep me company."
“Yes,” Pianpian replied.
Zhao Lang didn't let Pianpian get up; instead, he made her kneel.
Wu Qi thought to himself, "Something's not right. Zhao Lang was so doting on Pianpian yesterday, how come he's letting her kneel down today?"
Could it be that Zhao Lang knew that Pianpian came to see them last night?
Wu Qi was not certain about this guess and stared at Zhao Lang with a normal expression.
Zhao Lang looked at her and asked, "Last night, did Pianpian bother the lady?"
“Mm,” Wu Qi replied.
Upon hearing this, Pianpian suddenly looked up at Wu Qi.
Wu Qi clearly promised her he wouldn't tell anyone about what happened last night! Wu Qi also said he would do everything in his power to protect her. Did she misjudge him?
In fact, Wu Qi was no different from others. Officials protected each other, and she and Zhao Lang were the same kind of people.
If Wu Qi really tells Zhao Lang everything that happened last night,
That……
Pianpian thought to herself, "Then I really am doomed to die a horrible death."
Wu Qi looked at Zhao Lang impatiently and said, "Can't you control the women in your household?! Otherwise, you should hurry up and send her the fish I ate yesterday."
Pianpian blinked, seemingly not understanding what Wu Qi was saying...
Zhao Lang also looked at Wu Qi and smiled, "What do you mean by this, Miss?"
“Last night, your beautiful lady warned me not to seduce you, and even more so not to fall in love with you just because you let me eat a fish.” Wu Qi glanced at him and said with great disdain, “It’s just a fish. I can eat as many as I want in the capital.”
"Besides, I am not fond of Lord Zhao, so please don't misunderstand, young lady."
Wu Qi knew she was talking nonsense again.
After coming to Pingwu, I didn't gain any other skills, but my ability to lie through my teeth improved quite a bit.
However, Wu Qi glanced at Zhao Lang and thought to himself, "Zhao Lang might not believe it."
Even if what she said was true, even if Pianpian came to see her last night out of jealousy, given Zhao Lang's personality, if Pianpian was the ghostwriter of that letter, he should have killed her.
If she hadn't said that, Pianpian would probably have died on the spot.
"Really?" Zhao Lang asked, his voice light and graceful. "Pianpian, did you seek out this lady last night merely out of jealousy?"
She knelt on the ground, bowing her head, and said, "Yes and no."
She was most adept at using her face, knowing how to evoke pity. Before she could finish speaking, her voice trembled with tears, her head hung low, and tears fell, wetting a small patch of her clothes.
Seeing this, Zhao Lang pulled Pianpian's arm and drew her into his arms, wiped away her tears, pinched her cheek, and coaxed, "Pianpian, why are you crying?"
"I love you so much, yet you don't love me at all." Her long, flowing eyelashes were glistening with tears. Her face was bare, but her lips were red and her teeth white; she cried so pitifully that I could hardly believe my eyes. Her fingers gripped Zhao Lang's sleeve as she said, "You have no idea how much I love you. All you know is bringing other women into the manor."
Seeing Pianpian's tears, Wu Qi was unsure whether she was acting or using acting to express her true feelings, genuinely blaming Zhao Lang for his infidelity.
Zhao Lang wiped away Pianpian's tears and said softly, "It's my fault. It's all my fault for making Pianpian cry so sadly."
His rare tenderness only made Pianpian cry harder, and she struggled in his arms, saying, "I hate you, I don't want to like you anymore!"
"Okay, Pianpian doesn't like me anymore." Zhao Lang stroked her hair and pulled her tightly into his arms. "Don't cry anymore, okay?"
Seeing the two of them like this, Wu Qi was a little confused as to whether this matter could be considered as getting away with it.
In her opinion, it doesn't count.
Zhao Lang did not believe her, nor did he believe Pianpian.
Soothing a crying beauty seemed to have become a habit for Zhao Lang. He didn't want to see the beauty shed tears, so he would put aside the beauty's mistakes and first hold her in his arms and coax her gently.
Once the beauty finally stopped crying and started smiling, he would begin to settle accounts.
As expected,
Zhao Lang coaxed Pianpian for a long time until she finally wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed softly in his arms. This was how to stop a beauty from crying.
"Pianpian, stop crying, but Pianpian did something wrong, didn't she?"
This is the beginning of the accounting.
Wu Qi thought to himself, "They've come after all."
Zhao Lang had no intention of letting Pianpian go.
Even if Pianpian cried her heart out in his arms, he would still try to kill her.
Zhao Lang patted the woman in his arms on the back, soothing her as he continued to coax her gently, "Pianpian, didn't I tell you yesterday not to disturb this distinguished guest? Why are you being so disobedient?"
"Tell me, if someone misbehaves, shouldn't they be punished?"
Wu Qi's heart was filled with alarm bells. He wondered what kind of "punishment" Zhao Lang was talking about. Li Shuying had died so tragically in his hands, so what good would happen to Pianpian?
Pianpian closed her eyes resignedly, and heard Zhao Lang say, "Pianpian, why don't you go to the back mountain by yourself, okay?"
Back mountain...
He told her to go to the back mountain by herself...
Pianpian bit his shoulder with all her might, as if she wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from his shoulder through his clothes.
Zhao Lang did not move.
Despite the pain, he didn't even blink, pinching the neck of the woman in his arms and laughing, "Being naughty again, is Pianpian a kitten?"
"Zhao Lang, I really hate you."
"Mmm." Zhao Lang turned his head and kissed her cheek, saying playfully, "Be good, Pianpian. When you're tired of biting, go to the back mountain by yourself. Don't worry, those guards won't dare to tie you up."
The back mountain?
What's on the back hill?
Why was Pianpian so afraid?
Wu Qi gazed at a distant mountain, sensing that something was amiss.
Yi Shen quietly took her hand, and she held it back.
After an unknown amount of time, Pianpian finally relented.
Bloodstains were already on Zhao Lang's shoulder; she had bitten him until he bled. But Zhao Lang didn't care about his injuries and planted an irresistible kiss on her forehead.
Pianpian didn't say anything and turned to leave the wooden pavilion.
Zhao Lang moved his fingers, and several guards followed behind Pianpian, keeping a distance of three or four people between them.
Even if they don't tie her up, she can't escape.
What exactly is on this back mountain?
Zhao Lang stood in the pavilion until Pianpian's figure disappeared from sight. Then he turned his head to look at his shoulder and sighed, "Pianpian is soft-hearted. She should have bitten harder."
Even if she actually bit off that piece of meat, he wouldn't blame her.
But she gradually lost her strength and eventually gave in.
“After all, there are wolves in the back mountains that she fears most,” Zhao Lang said.
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