Chapter 101: I love you so much that I can’t help myself. It’s a dark and windy night. “Sir,…”
The moon is dark and the wind is strong.
"Young Master, the lights in Jinxiang Pavilion are off. Miss Yun and Madam Yun should have gone to bed, but the light in Miss Yun's side room is still on." Si Qing whispered.
The young man under the plum tree nodded slightly, walked out from the shadow of the tree, and looked up at the black tiles and white walls.
I never thought that there would be a day when I would have to climb over the wall in my own house. This strange and subtle feeling can be described as sneaky?
Xue Yu lifted his robe, tiptoed onto the ground, and jumped onto the courtyard wall. He turned around and waved to Si Qing, indicating that he could leave.
Si Qing whispered, "I'm waiting here, young master!"
Why did he feel that Miss Yun Er might not let the young master stay overnight...
When Xue Yu pushed the door open and went in, Yun Yang was sitting in front of the dressing table, removing the hairpins from her black hair. The big red lanterns under the eaves outside made the small side room seem particularly ambiguous and hazy. A layer of red seemed to float on Yun Yang's fair cheeks, making her look particularly beautiful.
He walked over and took the wooden comb from the dressing table to comb her hair, but before his hand touched her fluffy head, she pushed him away.
Yun Yang raised her eyelids and glanced at him coldly. "Master Xue is so powerful! How did you get in without even opening the door?"
"Climb over the wall." Xue Yu said.
Yun Yang's hand that was combing her hair froze. How could Master Xue, the head of a distinguished family and a brilliant scholar, actually climb over a wall?
She didn't ask him to sit down, nor did she pay any attention to him, and she didn't even look at him. After taking off her bun, her long black hair fell on her shoulders. She began to take off her clothes. The crimson dress looked very festive in the daytime, but in this dim night, as her fingertips took it off inch by inch, there was a kind of ostentatious and strong charm.
When she took off her silk shirt, her graceful figure became vaguely visible. She pulled her shoulders down, revealing her delicate bones in the dark night. The crimson purple dress made her thin shoulders and back look snow-white, and the peony flowers embroidered on her chest were extremely delicate, full and round, and exquisitely proportioned.
The heating in the side room wasn't hot enough, and Yun Yang couldn't help but hiss as her skin was suddenly exposed to the cold air. Xue Yu then walked over, untied his outer robe, and wrapped her up, saying gently, "Be careful not to catch a cold."
But she didn't appreciate it. She twisted her body to break free from him, went to the bed and curled up in the quilt. She kicked off her crimson panties and threw them out. A pair of thin and straight legs were vaguely revealed under the quilt that was not properly covered. Then she took off her stockings and threw them lightly on the footstool, and her pair of white and slender feet were suddenly retracted.
Yun Yang noticed his gaze, tilted her head and smiled, her posture lazy and she said languidly, "Don't look at anything inappropriate, understand? Master Xue."
The candlelight flickered, and the young man's jawline tightened.
He didn't know what she meant by deliberately seducing him, and why she looked at him coldly when he got close to her. He frowned and called her, "Yun Yang."
"What are you looking at? Why aren't you leaving?" she said coldly, but her eyes were like hooks, clearly not wanting him to leave.
Xue Yu sighed, walked over to her bed and sat down.
Yun Yang curled up in the quilt, preventing him from seeing the alluring spring scenery. She wrapped herself up like a cocoon, with only a pair of big black eyes exposed.
Xue Yu leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Tell me what happened?"
Why had she been so awkward since he returned to the Nanzhao Palace to pick her up? Why had this awkwardness only grown? He could sense that this wasn't just about avoiding suspicion in front of Yun Jia and Yin.
He wanted to be close to her, hug her, kiss her, and be as intimate as before. He hated this strange atmosphere of coldness and alienation.
Yun Yang was kissed by him and suddenly huddled back into the quilt, leaving only her long black hair visible and covering the entire bed. She said in a muffled and impatient voice, "Nothing, don't bother me and don't ask!"
"How can I not ask? I haven't been at peace in the palace these past few days." Xue Yu patted her like he was coaxing a child, "Can you tell me who made you angry?"
"I'm hungry. I didn't eat enough just now." Yun Yang poked her head out from under the quilt. Her bright eyes held an emotion he couldn't understand. She said, "I also want roasted lamb. I want you to make it yourself."
"...I baked the one just now myself. I'll go to the kitchen and bake a new one for you." Xue Yu said gently, "Wait for me."
As expected, Si Qing waited for the young master to climb over the wall, but she didn't expect that he was going to the kitchen.
The master and servant set up the oven again and quickly thawed the mutton, which was not yet frozen solid, with hot water. After all the hard work, it was almost midnight.
The mutton was so fat that it was dripping with oil. The amber oil had stained Xue Yu's silk shirt with spots, but he was afraid that the mutton would get cold and have a strong smell that she would not like. He walked quickly all the way and climbed over the wall into the Jinxiang Pavilion with the roasted mutton. His hair was disheveled and he lost his balance when he fell and almost hit the Taihu stone by the lotus pond. He had never been in such an embarrassing moment before.
When he opened the door, Yun Yang was still lying on the bed, holding a booklet in her hands, her legs crossed and swaying. Seeing him coming, she sat up, took the mutton, tasted it, and said coldly, "It's not tasty."
Xue Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, froze in shock, and said in silence, "It's still the same recipe, how can it not taste good?"
"It just doesn't taste good. I can tell you didn't put your heart into it." Yun Yang said.
"...I'll go bake another one. You go to sleep first." Xue Yu stood up.
"Come here." She hooked her finger at him, looking at his embarrassed face.
Xue Yu exhaled lightly, frowned, and hugged her in his arms, rubbing her hair in front of her forehead. "What else do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Hearing such a gentle tone, Yun Yang's heart was instantly filled with bitterness.
She pushed him away, looking at him with bright eyes, but her tone was low and cold, "I don't want to eat, I don't want to see you."
She just wanted to torture him and push him away on purpose.
"You're lying." He smiled faintly, "Do you miss me? Yangyang, the court affairs are done, and you will have a long rest next. I can accompany you to do what you want."
She snuggled into his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and slipped her hands into his shirt, rubbing and lingering on the thin skin of his lower abdomen. It was clearly an unscrupulous seduction, but her tone was innocent, and she whispered, "I'm cold. The side room is so cold, and the heating is not hot enough."
He held her soft and beautiful girl in his arms, frowning as he hugged her tightly, his breathing becoming increasingly disordered.
"Go get me some more charcoal. I want all the silver charcoal." She muttered in his arms, looking out the window at the gloomy night. "I want it now."
"Yeah." He responded and kissed her forehead, "Wait."
Si Qing didn't understand why they had to go through such a hassle that night. They didn't go through the main gate, and there was mutton and charcoal fire. The young master also took a quilt and all these things were brought in by climbing over the wall...
The silver charcoal had no smell and was neatly stacked in the veranda on the side. His voice was very soft and almost inaudible, and did not wake anyone up. When Xue Yu washed his hands and lifted the soft curtain to come in, Yun Yang was already asleep.
The floor heating in the room was on, and her face was flushed. He looked at her sleeping face, leaned down, and kissed her soft lips. His eyes were gentle and affectionate, with an indescribable affection.
He quietly took off his clothes and lay beside her. Her skin under the quilt was as smooth and delicate as he remembered. He pulled her completely into his naked, warm arms, took a deep breath into her black hair, and finally felt his heart calm down.
This little girl is so annoying.
Yun Yang instinctively hugged him tightly in her dream, pressing her legs against him, rubbing her red lips against his Adam's apple, and whispered, "Xue Yu..."
His heart seemed to be wrapped in something soft, and he responded softly, "Yes, I'm here."
He didn't know what was wrong with her, but he knew that she wouldn't do this for no reason. Tomorrow, he would find out the reason.
It had been a long time since they had been this close, skin against skin, which made him feel particularly at ease. He closed his eyes, hugged the little elf in his arms, and fell asleep.
At dawn in the morning, the two of them were entangled with each other.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her body covered in sweat. They pressed tightly together, not allowing him to move. The voice that escaped from her throat was thin and delicate, "This is very rude, and not in keeping with Master Xue..."
He clasped her vagina tightly and whispered in her ear, "Call me Master Xue again, and I'll let you scream enough!"
The tent was dimly lit, and the tide of passion was overwhelming. She openly seduced him, but she refused to let him succeed. She pushed him away, resisting fiercely, "If you touch me again, I'll scream! I'll get angry and ignore you!"
Xue Yu frowned, closed his eyes, tilted his head back and gasped, his breathing heavy and long. After a moment, he pulled her, who had been avoiding him, into his arms, rubbing his nose against her neck, and whispered, "Why? What happened?"
"I don't like it." She said coldly, "You should leave quickly before my mother and sister find out."
He reached out to caress her cheek and kiss her. Her warm, slippery tongue entangled with his, passionately and tenderly, unlike what she said she didn't like...
Even her hand lingered carelessly on his abdomen, and the desire he had just suppressed was aroused again. He couldn't help but tremble. He suddenly pressed her hand down, kissed her nose and chin, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't torture me... Yangyang, what's wrong?"
"I'm torturing you." She raised her eyes, staring at him intently, and pinched him with her slender, soft hands. "I did it on purpose. So what? I'm torturing you on purpose, and you don't like it?"
The moonlight reflected on her big, black eyes, making them sparkle.
Xue Yu was so attracted by her that his breath was disordered, his cheeks and neck were red, and he smiled helplessly, "How can I not like her? I like her so much that I don't know what to do..."
"Do you like me or do you want my body? Xue Yu, you are not kind at all, you are very bad!" she said hatefully.
"I like you and love you." He patiently pressed her down on the bed. "What's wrong with coveting your body?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Yang reached out and pushed him, kicking him to the end of the bed. "It's already daybreak, hurry up and get out!"
Xue Yu saw her expression suddenly turn cold as ice, and knew that if he continued to pester her and was seen by Yin and Yun Jia, she would be even harder to appease. Although he was feeling sullen, he had no choice but to put on his clothes obediently and tiptoe out.
"Yangyang, I..." He paused and turned around to look at her back on the bed, "I love you."
"Get out." She curled up into a small ball, with a defensive posture and a bad tone.
Xue Yu sighed and left Jinxiang Pavilion before dawn.
After returning to Fushan Pavilion, he sat in the armchair for a while, staring blankly at the Qinghu Lake shrouded in morning mist, his heart in turmoil.
After a while, he called Si Qing over and said, "Tell me more about what happened in the mansion during the days I was away."
Si Qing then reported everything to the young master in detail.
"Where did Xue Jin set off the firecrackers?" Xue Yu asked.
Si Qing thought about it and suddenly realized, "In front of Miss Yun's door!"
Xue Yu said in a cold tone, "Call Xue Jin over."
Hearing Xue Yu's tone, Si Qing was shocked. The young master had not spoken in such a cold and harsh tone for a long time. He knew that the young master was cold and liked cleanliness. When his wife passed away and the master was about to leave home, the young master did not shed a single tear and was cold to everyone. But as the young master grew older, he had buried the coldness and irritability in his bones deep in his gentle and peaceful character. Even if he was displeased with someone, he would never show it on his face.
Si Qing nodded yes and hurried to Miss Xue Jin's courtyard.
"Big brother, you called me here early this morning. Are you here to call me to task?" Xue Jin's voice reached him before he even arrived. After entering Fushan Pavilion, he looked around and asked, "What about the person who filed the complaint? Does he have the guts to file a complaint but not the courage to confront me?"
"Why are you so rude?" Xue Yu asked calmly, "Who complained?"
"Her!" Xue Jin said.
"Jin'er." Xue Yu said in a grave tone, "You're about to get married, but your manners are becoming increasingly inadequate. Who is she? She's your future sister-in-law!"
Xue Jin was stunned, his previous arrogance dissipated a lot. He asked in a trembling voice, "Brother, are you really going to marry her? Then, what about Yun Jia? Are you really going to want to have both?"
"Have you met Yun Jia before? How could we get married when we haven't even made vows to each other?" Xue Yu slowly straightened up. He tapped his fingers on the table a few times. "From the beginning to the end, Yun Yang was the only one in my heart."
"Xue Jin, don't make things difficult for Yun Yang in the future. She is your sister-in-law and your brother's beloved."
Xue Jin's eyes were filled with sadness, and her voice was filled with tears. "Big brother used to love me the most, but now he is so harsh on me for an outsider? Yun Yang is not worthy of me. How can she be worthy of being my legal wife?"
Xue Yu's expression was indifferent, and his thin lips curled up. "Jin'er, you haven't met someone you like yet, so naturally you can't understand that feeling. I like Yunyang, I love her. I love her hopelessly, and she's the only one I can have. If you make her unhappy, she'll give me a hard time, and that will make life difficult for you, big brother. Jin'er has been very smart since she was a child. Do you understand what big brother means?"
Hearing these words, Xue Jin was dumbfounded. She had never seen such a soft look in the eyes of her cold and noble elder brother. She had never thought that such words that were no different from those of a fool would come out of the mouth of her elder brother who was as dull as a banished immortal. Especially that look, which was tinged with some obsession and romanticism... Xue Jin felt that if others saw it, they would definitely think that her elder brother was possessed by a ghost!
"What do you like about her?" Xue Jin was quite helpless.
"Yangyang is so nice, who wouldn't like her?" Xue Yu said, "You should give her more time, she's still young..."
"I'm the same age as her!" Xue Jin stomped his feet.
The next moment, she wiped her tears and turned and ran.
Xue Yu looked at his sister's back, smiled faintly and sighed.
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