Chapter 87: After the clouds and rain, we went to the capital, the New Year was coming to an end, and the weather was dry...
In Shangjing Luodu, it is near the end of the year and the weather is dry and cold.
At dusk, a touch of red in the sky is sprinkled on a stretch of black rubble, blending into a rich and bleak color.
The street outside Xue's mansion leads to the bustling street market in Shangjing. The days are short in winter, and coupled with the recent unrest, as soon as it gets dark, the small vendors start to pack up and go home. Boxes and baskets clink together, and people greet each other, but there is not a trace of the festive atmosphere as the year draws to a close.
In the biting cold wind, the yamen runners on the carriage whipped their whips even harder, an urgent report coming from eight hundred miles away.
When passing by Xue's house, the yamen runner shouted at the top of his voice: "A letter from Master Xue, sent from Shuzhou!"
The gatekeeper ran over quickly to take the letter. With a loud “Gee!”, the carriage headed towards the imperial city.
The servant held the letter and hurried all the way to Madam Xue's yard. It was almost New Year, and the corridors and partition doors in the old lady's yard were re-coated with a layer of tung oil, which glowed with a warm color under the dark golden sunset.
The maid took the letter, her face lit with joy, and quickly presented it to her: "Old Madam, look, this is the eldest young master's letter!"
Now that Shu has fallen, all land and water routes leading to Shangjing are closed. It is not easy to send a message back at this time.
"Old Madam, you were so worried about the eldest young master that you couldn't sleep a few days ago. Look, isn't there a letter now?" The maid said with a smile.
Old Madam Xue took the letter, looked up, and her expression became gloomier the more she read.
This unfilial grandson is still waging war in Shu, and he and that Yun girl...
He really doesn't care about his reputation at all.
Old Madam Xue sighed. She didn't expect that girl Yun, who looked docile, would be such a stubborn person.
She left without a second thought that day, and the people in the mansion didn't realize it until nightfall. They searched for her with lanterns for half the night and even prepared to report her to the police.
Seeing that the wedding date agreed with the Lu family was approaching, it was no longer possible to hide it. In order to avoid being questioned by the Lu family, Mrs. Xue had to go to the Lu family in person to explain the matter.
The Lu family is now considered a powerful family. After Lu Jie was released from prison, he was promoted to the Ministry of Rites as an exception, which won the favor of the emperor. He thought that becoming a relative of the two families would be a good thing in any way. However, he did not expect that the relationship would not be completed. Not only that, but like the Zhang family, it would also cause resentment.
How should I put it? This girl has been close to her brother-in-law Xue Yu since she was a child, and she was worried about Xue Yu, so she actually ran off to Shu to look for him...
Old Madam Xue felt that she had never been so embarrassed in her life. Under Madam Lu's suspicious gaze, she could only pretend to be calm.
Yun Yang went to Shu and met Xue Yu. Both children were safe and sound, and Mrs. Xue was relieved.
But what is going on?!
Old Madam Xue read the letter in her hand again. How could it be a fait accompli?
He also said that if he returned alive, Yun Yang would be allowed to choose her own marriage, or he would keep her in the Xue Mansion for a long time.
The old lady was very puzzled. Weren't the two of them in Shu going to quell the rebellion? Well, at that age full of vigor and vitality, it was normal that he couldn't protect the person dear to him.
But if Yun gets pregnant, it will become a handle for opponents to talk about her in the future.
Unfortunately, she was unable to reply to Xue Yu's letter at this time, so Old Lady Xue could only sigh.
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The night is getting dark.
In the mist, one can seem to hear the sound of raindrops splashing on the glazed tile roof, or like the ripples of banana leaves dripping into a pool of water after the rain.
When the rain and cloudiness subsided, Xue Yu held Yun Yang tightly in his arms, his arm around her vagina, and his robe, which was mottled with dirt, was spread under her.
In the darkness, the man's thin lips touched her forehead and kissed her softly: "You are mine."
The cave was silent, with only the sound of the underground river flowing and the even breathing of the two people.
After a long time, the sky gradually brightened. After the heavy rain, the sky cleared up and a warm breeze blew slowly through the cracks in the rocks, blowing through Yunyang's long hair.
The candle flame flickered violently and suddenly exploded with a pop.
The woman on the stone bed shuddered suddenly and opened her eyes.
Her body ached, her face was as red as clouds, her clothes were half-covered and had slipped down, revealing her sharp collarbone, with red marks of varying depths all the way down.
Yun Yang calmed down for a while, looked around, and then remembered that the enemy had launched a surprise attack last night and they were forced into the mine.
What meets the eye is a cold black stone wall with smooth and rounded edges. There are a few torches on the wall emitting faint flames, making it impossible to tell whether it is day or night.
Yun Yang lowered his head and saw that he was wearing an unfamiliar silk shirt, an elegant sky-blue color, loose, and exuding a delicate coolness.
She raised her hand and smelled it. It was quiet and cool, a familiar scent.
Xue Yu...Xue Yu!
Yun Yang stood up. There were dishes and food on the table. She got out of bed in her embroidered shoes. As soon as she stood up, she felt an unfamiliar pain in her waist. Yun Yang fell back down with a grimace.
The pain gradually made her mind clearer, and she slowly remembered what happened last night.
She remembered that he was gentle and the pain was bearable.
It's just that she pestered him, or he indulged her, more times than she could remember, which made her feel sore and painful.
She remembered the naturally lumpy texture on his waist and abdomen when he was tense. Just one look down along the blue veins made her bones soften with shame, and she closed her eyes in panic.
The tide of passion was surging, Xue Yu's pair of narrow eyes were surprisingly dark and bright, he was in high spirits, his hand slid in from behind her vagina and held her tightly, his voice was hoarse with an uncontrolled coaxing.
She didn't know how long it had been, but she felt uncomfortable and sweaty, pushing him hard, her voice becoming sticky, but in return he chased her and kissed her.
The scene in her mind could not be dispelled. Her heart was trembling and her face was flushed.
Yun Yang half-lay back on the bed, her dark eyelashes covering her eyelashes, her red and swollen lips pouting, she was in a daze, as if she still couldn't react to the fact that their once harmonious and close relationship had turned into this.
Obsession and greed eventually become an inextricable desire for love.
When Xue Yu came, he saw this scene. In the hazy light, her black hair covered the entire bed. She was wearing his plain shirt, which was rolled up but not tied tightly. Her beautiful brows were furrowed, the corners of her eyes were flushed, and her expression was confused.
His chest was filled with ripples. Even after what happened last night, the unconcealable throbbing still quietly echoed in his heart.
He called out, "Yangyang."
Yun Yang was so startled that she quickly sat up and wrapped herself in the quilt. Her voice was still a little hoarse, but she said softly, "You walk without making any sound? You scared me!"
He walked over, sat beside her bed, and fed warm water to her mouth, "Are you thirsty?"
She took a small sip from his hand, raised her face and looked at him tenderly.
His heart was as soft as water, and he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
When he asked this, Yun Yang felt a wave of embarrassment sweeping over her. She lowered her brows and whispered, "It doesn't hurt, just a little uncomfortable."
"...uncomfortable." He chewed on the meaning of her words, frowned, and thought that he would read more books of this kind after returning to Beijing, trying to make her feel comfortable.
If we talk about the noble young men in the capital, especially those who are being trained as the future head of a family like him, wouldn’t there be a few maids in his room?
When he was young and magistrate, he devoted himself to learning. In addition, he traveled around Dazhao and also became a disciple of Jiange.
Later, when he became an official, the rules of the harem could no longer affect him.
Having lived a pure and innocent life until he was almost twenty-five, Xue Yu suddenly felt a sense of melancholy that was hard to describe. Knowledge gained from books was always superficial. Perhaps he should ask her about her feelings right now, so that he could correct the problem immediately. ...
So he looked serious and asked earnestly, "Then how can we make Yangyang feel comfortable?"
Yun Yang's breathing stagnated, and Xue Yu's cold and mixed breath hit her face. He was clearly a well-dressed and polite man, but he asked such a ridiculous question.
It seems like he is exploring something difficult.
Yun Yang's heartbeat suddenly quickened, but she didn't show it on her face. She pushed him away breathlessly, "Alright, stop talking, bastard!"
"Xue Yu... bastard!"
He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his heart almost melting. He said gently, "Get up and eat something first. It's all some easy-to-digest soup."
After saying that, she bent down to pick up the embroidered shoes and put them on her carefully.
There were thin calluses on his fingertips, probably from holding a pen, and he rubbed them against the back of her foot, seemingly unintentionally.
Yun Yang's face flushed red as she looked out of the cave. She figured it was already daybreak and there must be someone guarding outside. This was too much. She mumbled, looking at him softly, "I can put it on myself..."
He curled his thin lips and couldn't help laughing. He held her slender ankle motionlessly with one hand, and slowly put on her embroidered shoes with the other hand.
After dinner, I realized it was already noon.
The people who escaped with them yesterday were all settled in this deep mine, and they just had to wait for the imperial army to arrive to help.
The mine is warm in winter and cool in summer. Apart from the slightly tense atmosphere caused by the patrolling soldiers, there is nothing particularly uncomfortable.
At night, Xue Yu came back, changed out of his outer robe, and put on only a loose snow-white inner garment.
He didn't even avoid her when she changed her clothes. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, thin muscles and long legs. His black hair hung down to his waist, intertwining with several blue veins running deep into his waist and abdomen.
Yun Yang held his breath.
He turned to look at her with a gentle and elegant smile on his face, "What are you looking at?"
"You look so beautiful." She admired sincerely.
He walked over and couldn't help laughing, then reached out and held her in his arms.
He remembered that when they first met, she had praised his good looks. It had nothing to do with romance at that time, and the girl's clear eyes were full of frank admiration.
And now…
Xue Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes became more charming as they moved.
The two of them slept in each other's arms. He held her hand and placed it on his chest, their foreheads touching and their noses rubbing against each other. They were so intimate that she didn't know what to do.
He knew that she had just been broken and couldn't bear it any longer. No matter how strong his desire for her was, he shouldn't let her feel fear at this moment. He should comfort her.
"Yunyang, Yangyang..." He whispered her name in her ear, "Give me your heart, please..."
"My body and soul are all yours." She was quite generous.
He placed a gentle kiss on her red lips, half-closing his eyes as he indulged in the lingering tenderness. His tone was unbelievably gentle, "Don't leave me... I'll go crazy."
The clothes slipped off, the body temperature was warm, the skin was pressed against the skin, and the breath was filled with each other's scent, and the sleep was particularly sound.
After an unknown amount of time, she fell asleep and woke up again, talking to him softly.
"The imperial army is here. The battle will be over soon, right? Once it's over, we can go look for our mother and sister, right?"
"Yeah." He closed his eyes, his fingertips caressing her smooth skin, as if to comfort her, "Don't worry, it will be over soon. Once we find our mother and sister, we'll return to Shangjing, to the Xue Mansion, and marry you. I have something for you, you'll definitely like it when you see it."
The hairpin was still lying in the secret compartment of his study.
In that secret compartment was his name that she had written for the first time, as well as her handkerchief and the sachet she had given him.
The drops of blood she left on his clothes when they were making love last night should also be put away and kept safely.
"When did you start to...change towards me? Didn't you treat me like your brother-in-law before?" she asked.
His eyes were half closed, his tall nose rubbing against Yunyang's neck. His soft lips bit her earlobe and he kept murmuring, saying intermittently, "I don't believe you didn't notice. Everything you think is wrong is right."
She frowned as if she understood, and bit his collarbone in return.
The cave was dim, and the firelight cast a warm, hazy glow.
Yun Yang was only wearing his silk shirt, but she also wanted to stay cool, so she struggled out of his arms. The silk shirt was half rolled up, revealing her snow-white and slender legs.
He pulled her back with a strength that could not be underestimated, and said softly, "No."
Don't leave him.
When their bodies were pressed against each other, he always had suppressed thoughts, and in fact he was also uncomfortable.
But he just wanted it this way, to hug enough, kiss enough, and taste enough.
Long before she knew it, he had longed for her for too long. After last night's lovemaking, her features seemed to have acquired a touch of charm and laziness that she had never had before. She had no idea how beautiful she was.
Yun Yang tilted his head to look at the person beside him. He was as gentle as jade, handsome and flawless, a person who could be called a figure in a painting.
Forget it, let him hold it.
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