Chapter 169 Indulgence is merely the ultimate beauty, or even just flirtatiousness...
If it were merely extreme beauty or a flirtatious demeanor, Yue Yining wouldn't have been so bewitched as to lose her mind.
But Xie Qingyu is a combination of both.
Beauty is common, but Xie Qingyu's beauty lies not only in her flawless and outstanding bone structure, but also in the unparalleled elegance cultivated by her noble family background. True beauty lies not only in her appearance and bone structure, but also in her inner qualities.
If one is born of humble origins, it is impossible to cultivate such an extraordinary demeanor; yet if one is born into a noble family, it is impossible to fawn over her in such a humble manner.
Yue Yining was led to the bed by him, and the jade mountain wrapped with red ribbons leaned down on her.
Xie Qingyu guided her hand to the knot tied underneath and whispered, "...Should we untie it now?"
The cool-textured red ribbon had become scorching hot, as if it were not silk but a flame.
As her fingertips brushed against the obediently bound object, he suddenly tightened his grip on her wrist.
Yue Yining felt as if she had been burned and immediately withdrew her hand.
She could hear his low breathing. Yue Yining's mind was in complete chaos; she had no idea what to do with him.
She dared not stare at him like that for too long, because in just a short while, she already felt hot all over, and a faint blush spread from her neck.
But if you ask her to look away, she can't bear to.
She gripped the blankets tightly, her vision filled with red and white. "You...you wait for me a moment..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xie Qingyu took her hesitant hand. His warm lips placed a tender kiss on her fingertips, devoid of any lust.
"I was too hasty." His voice was low and husky, with a hint of self-reproach in his chuckle. "Before that, I should have let Miss have her fill of pleasure first."
His voice trailed off, the last few words becoming an elusive whisper that brushed against Yue Yining's ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
He stopped talking and let his actions speak for themselves.
Outside the courtyard, the moon was just rising.
Lanterns have been lit under the eaves, casting warm yellow halos of light.
A young maid wearing a light purple vest walked quickly, but was stopped by a tall figure dressed in silver when she reached the courtyard gate.
“…Silver Guard,” the maid said timidly, “the kitchen sent me to ask when the master plans to serve dinner. The dishes today are prepared according to the menu that the master specifically instructed us to prepare. We dare not make any mistakes and are just waiting for the masters’ instructions.”
Upon hearing this, Yin Yi's brows twitched almost imperceptibly.
Ever since Yue Yining began frequently visiting the Xie residence, Xie Qingyu personally compiled a list detailing Yue Yining's preferred dishes, snacks, and even teas. He decreed that whenever the Yue master visited, the kitchen must prepare everything according to this list without fail.
Tonight is no exception.
When Yin Yi sent the message, he glanced at it and saw that they were all ordinary dishes. However, Xie Qingyu's instructions were complicated and meticulous, and the ingredients used were all expensive. With such a process, even home-cooked dishes could be made into delicacies.
He glanced at the meal card in the maid's hands, which was used to request instructions, and said in a deep voice, "Understood. Wait here for a moment, I will go and ask the young master."
The maidservant quickly thanked her.
Yin Yi had already turned around and walked across half of the courtyard. Spring flowers were blooming under the eaves outside the main house, swaying from side to side in the breeze stirred by the hem of his clothes.
The young master had been inside for quite some time; by all accounts, he should have already ordered the meal to be served.
The closer you get, the quieter it becomes.
When Yin Yi arrived at the door, he hesitated about how to speak before raising his hand, but then suddenly realized something was wrong.
Why is it so quiet inside? There's not a sound of voices, not even footsteps.
A man and a woman were alone in a room, not talking, not moving around or making any other noise, and it was eerily quiet.
There's only one possibility...
Yin Yi seemed to realize something, and his body stiffened.
He was a martial artist with profound internal strength and hearing more acute than the average person.
If he concentrates his inner energy on his ears and listens intently, he can easily hear even the slightest sound of clothes or bedding rubbing together, or any deliberately suppressed noise.
But Yin Yi only stood in front of the door for a while without doing anything, then turned around and quickly left the corridor.
"...Silver Guard?" The maid looked at him as he returned empty-handed, somewhat puzzled.
Yin Yi swallowed hard, shifted his gaze to the lantern tassel beside him, and lowered his voice: "...The patriarch and Lord Yue are discussing important matters inside, it is not appropriate to disturb them."
"Go and tell the kitchen staff to keep the dishes warm on the stove. I will inform them when to serve the meal after the master gives the order."
"Remember, no one may approach the main house without a summons."
The maid was puzzled. Looking at Yin Yi's usual cold and stern face, she could sense a sense of embarrassment.
She didn't dare ask any more questions, bowed her head and replied "Yes," then quietly withdrew with the menu.
Yin Yi watched the person walk away, let out a barely audible sigh, and stood guard at the courtyard gate, completely separating the ambiguous silence of the courtyard from the outside world.
Inside, the candlelight flickered, creating a hazy, spring-like atmosphere.
Instead of being in a hurry to achieve results, Xie Qingyu used her words as a guide to begin a long and arduous pilgrimage.
He took care of every part with utmost patience.
Her sash had already come undone, and her bodice was slightly open.
Yue Yining is about to collapse.
Beneath him lay another beautiful face.
Yue Yining tilted her head back, her vision blurring between black and white.
"...Is it alright now?" she asked, her voice strained, as if forced out of her throat, "Xie Qingyu..."
Xie Qingyu remained silent, but the sound of water coming from below seemed to be her response.
Yue Yining sobbed.
It was at this moment that Yue Yining vaguely sensed that Xie Qingyu seemed to have actually corrected his "mistake" as she had said.
She told him to vent his anger and temper on her, not to suppress it, and he did just that... However, she is only now realizing the true nature of how he expresses his anger towards her.
Xie Qingyu leaned down and placed delicate kisses on her shoulder, leaving a trail of cherry blossoms on her fair skin.
She was used to his gentleness; this was the first time she had experienced his lack of gentleness.
From the very beginning, it overwhelmed her.
Yue Yining panicked a little: "Wait a minute... No, Xie Qingyu, I said no...!"
Why not?
“”
She said something in a very low voice, but he heard it clearly.
"Where?" Xie Qingyu asked with a smile in her eyes, "Here?"
He became even more aggressive, and Yue Yining finally realized that she shouldn't have shown weakness, much less have revealed her vulnerability. But it was too late to regret it now; she was held tightly by him and couldn't escape.
Yue Yining trembled so much that she couldn't hold onto him, her arm slipping away again and again, only to be pulled back up by him. She couldn't bear it anymore, tears falling down her face, yet she defiantly bit down hard, leaving tear-stained teeth marks on his jade-like shoulder.
Xie Qingyu laughed instead, her voice deep and pleasant, a hearty laugh.
It was only then that Yue Yining vaguely realized that his desires were so intense and surging, and that his usual gentleness was all restrained tenderness. But if he was stimulated, his suppressed desires would pour out.
This is what Xie Qingyu looks like when she's angry.
Yue Yining held back the tears that he had stirred up, and hugged him back, as if to give him a sense of security. With skin warmer than usual and a tighter embrace, her two slender arms firmly embedded him in her arms, responding to his desire and release with her tolerance and gentleness.
He sensed her intention, and pressed down with both arms across her thin shoulder blades. The next moment, his lips pressed against her forehead.
A light, soft kiss. It was as if the two of them were not doing the most unspeakable, most shameful thing in the world, but embracing each other with pure love, simply wanting to feel the deep passion in each other's bones.
In the still of the night, I drink spring wine; before the lamp, fine rain falls and vibrant colors fade.
The next day, as dawn broke and a gentle breeze blew.
Whispers could be heard intermittently outside, but one of the people sleeping in each other's arms inside slowly woke up.
When Xie Qingyu got up, the other person was still lying quietly on the bed, as if dead, without moving.
Yin Yi stood guard outside, turning back two groups of maids who came to announce his arrival. Seeing the door being opened from the inside, he turned around without thinking and respectfully said, "Master."
His esteemed master wore only a moon-white outer robe, the collar slightly open, revealing a pair of snow-white collarbones. Such indecent behavior showed a complete disregard for the etiquette of a noble family.
"What's going on?" Xie Qingyu asked, her voice low and hoarse, still languid from just waking up, as she leaned against the door. "It's so noisy so early in the morning."
"She went to bed late last night. What if you wake her up?"
Yin Yi couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, having to take the blame so early in the morning.
"Reporting to the patriarch, guests have arrived from the front courtyard," Yin Yi said. "They are ministers from the Seventh Prince's side. I have already informed them that you were unwell last night and slept late, so you may have difficulty getting up today. You will not be able to see them until after lunch at the earliest."
"After hearing this, they said they would come to visit another day and then left."
"Well done."
Despite being praised, Yin Yi felt no joy. Xie Qingyu then instructed, "Go and serve breakfast. Set it out in the outer room first, and tell them not to make a sound when they come in."
Yin Yi silently recited his wage amount ten thousand times in his mind, barely managing to maintain his deadpan expression: "...Yes."
Xie Qingyu returned to the room, and a shadow was seen through the thin gauze screen embroidered with green lotus flowers. He saw a person sitting on the bed, and his steps slowed down.
As Yue Yining sat up on the bed, she heard hurried footsteps approaching. Then, an outer robe was draped over her bare back, and the person's warm hands embraced her shoulders.
Xie Qingyu leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Why isn't Miss dressed?"
"It's only early spring, and the mornings are still quite chilly. If you catch a cold, it'll be a real hassle."
Yue Yining didn't even have the strength to turn around and look at him. Although she had slept, it was almost as if she hadn't slept all night. She had experienced firsthand what it meant to be completely exhausted. Her back ached, her legs hurt, and her body felt like it was about to fall apart.
She hesitated, wanting to slap him, but then realized she was in the wrong and stopped in front of him, not actually slapping him.
But Xie Qingyu simply grabbed her hand and slapped her.
After he finished fanning her, he looked up at her astonished gaze and said gently, "Was I too forceful? Does your hand hurt?"
"you......"
After stammering for a while, Yue Yining was completely at a loss and could only curse, "Even a self-inflicted injury won't work! I'm telling you, there won't be a next time! You insatiable pervert! You're utterly despicable and shameless!"
Xie Qingyu did not argue, but simply looked at her with gentle, smiling eyes.
His hand slid down her shoulder, lifting the hem of her dress. He stroked the red marks on her waist and whispered, "How lewd was it?"
"Ayu doesn't understand, could you please explain in detail, Miss?"
Yue Yining didn't want to talk about it at all.
Yesterday, after both matters were concluded, it was already night outside. Yue Yining stopped Xie Qingyu, who wanted to go a third time, and said in a low, hoarse voice that she should rest for a while, as she was hungry. Only then did Xie Qingyu get out of bed to call someone to bring her food.
After dinner, he carried her to bed and pressed her down on the couch until midnight.
Yue Yining had no recollection of when she fell asleep, only that he kissed her with a devout expression, yet his actions were ruthless. It was the first time she had witnessed his complete lack of restraint, and she was on the verge of collapse.
As night approached, Yue Yining finally couldn't hold on any longer and closed her eyes, fainting.
He fell into a deep sleep and slept until dawn.
She woke up as soon as Xie Qingyu left.
When she got up, she saw that her skin was covered with marks left by him, and there wasn't a single spot on her body that hadn't been touched. She then realized that he had continued to do something to her while she was asleep last night.
She was so angry that her chest hurt.
Yue Yining didn't try to hide it. She covered her chest in front of him, closed her eyes, and said weakly, "...Xie Qingyu, it hurts here."
His expression changed immediately, and he unconsciously tightened his arms around her, anxiously asking, "Where? Does your heart hurt?"
"How could this happen so suddenly? Did it start hurting last night or just now?"
“It’s not my heart.” Yue Yining took his hand and placed it on his chest, staring at him. “Don’t pretend you don’t know. You know who made me hurt here.”
Xie Qingyu froze, not daring to move, and her breathing became heavier.
After a while, he began to search, pressing on a certain spot. Yue Yining suddenly tightened her grip on his hand, and he whispered, "...Does it hurt here?"
“…Hmm.” Yue Yining said, “There’s another painful spot on the other side.”
Xie Qingyu patiently massaged her, then moved to the other side after finishing one side, using very light pressure. Yue Yining enjoyed it and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Xie Qingyu's eyes grew increasingly wet and sticky. Her usually restrained and tender gaze now resembled the saliva of a snake, but her voice remained calm and gentle: "...I'm sorry."
"I was too reckless last night, please forgive me, Miss."
Yue Yining scoffed, "Stop acting in front of me. Do you think I'll ever trust you again?" Did she think she couldn't tell? Was there even a hint of apology in her words?
Xie Qingyu: "That's not what I meant... Does it still hurt? Let me see."
Caught off guard, Yue Yining was pressed against the bed, and his clothes, which barely covered his front, were completely pulled open.
"I'm not comfortable just touching it," Xie Qingyu said softly.
Yue Yining wanted to slap him again. But she couldn't lift her arm, so she could only turn her head to the side, her earlobes gradually turning red, and her chest heaving even more.
Xie Qingyu's gaze darkened: "...Fortunately, there's no broken skin or swelling, just some areas that are very red."
Yue Yining gritted her teeth: "Have you finished reading? If you have, let me get up."
"It still looks like it hurts a lot. Shall I rub it for you a bit more?" His words were gentle, as if he were only looking out for her. "Lick it a little more, maybe it will feel better..."
"No need." Yue Yining raised her knee to stop the person who was leaning towards her.
She glared at him, preventing him from getting any closer: "Give me the ointment you used before, just apply it and that's it, I want to eat breakfast."
"I went through with it with you last night, so we're even. From now on, when I say stop, you have to stop just like before. Also, no more doing it so many times in one night. What are you laughing at? I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
Yue Yining, draped in his outer robe and covered in his marks, was sitting on the edge of the bed, lecturing him.
Xie Qingyu smiled slightly, suppressing her overflowing wicked thoughts, and obediently agreed, "Okay."
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Author's note: I enjoyed writing this, cough cough.
This is so delicious! It should be nourished with a nutrient solution, don't you think, babies? [Thumbs up]
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