After sending Yu Sheng away, Jing Zhe did not rush to leave.
The purpose of coming to the Duke of Huguo's mansion was not to listen to Yu Sheng's drunken ramblings. If he came here and did not have a private conversation with Yu Xiangrong, then this trip would be meaningless.
So, after leaving the side hall, Jing Zhe went to Yu Xiangrong's boudoir under the pretext of checking her story.
Jing Zhe walked ahead, while Yu Xiangrong followed behind with her head down, her little head drooping, closely following Jing Zhe's steps. Perhaps because she felt that Jing Zhe couldn't see her, her lips were slightly pouting, like a wronged little wife.
At the dinner table, before Yu Sheng had completely left, Jing Zhe asked to go to Yu Xiangrong's boudoir to see her writing stories—Yu Sheng did not refuse.
This is what Yu Xiangrong found suspicious.
You see, in the past, when men came to her house, let alone enter her boudoir, her father would even stop them from seeing her. But now, not only is she allowed to meet Jing Zhe, but he is even permitted to go to her boudoir—after all, he didn't refuse!
Yu Xiangrong looked up at Jing Zhe's back, and then thought of how her father had proposed marriage at the dinner table, and how he had remained unmoved.
My mood instantly plummeted.
"Ouch~"
Jing Zhe suddenly stopped again, and just like last time, Yu Xiangrong crashed into him once more.
Turning around, Jing Zhe teased her, "Xiangrong, I know you have feelings for me, but you can't have feelings for me all the time, right? That puts a lot of pressure on me!"
"..."
Yu Xiangrong's face turned bright red with embarrassment. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything. She looked up at Jing Zhe and saw a slightly roguish smile on his face. She suddenly understood.
He... is kidding me!
How wicked!
But given her personality, even if she knew Jing Zhe was teasing her and trying to make her happy, she would never say anything harsh. She would just openly pout, something she had never dared to do in front of him before—which was a huge breakthrough for her.
Then he stomped his foot and ran quickly ahead.
I'm walking ahead, I can't possibly bump into you again, can I?
Watching Yu Xiangrong run away quickly, Jing Zhe smiled with great satisfaction. The original Yu Xiangrong would only pretend to be someone else and would never dare to take the lead when something happened. She would only follow behind others. It was rare for her to take the lead like this.
It seems that, under my subtle influence, Yu Xiangrong has quietly changed a lot!
Yes, that's great!
He then used his lightness skill to silently catch up with them.
Yu Xiangrong still had Jing Zhe in her heart, so she became anxious and uncertain after running away.
Will he be angry if I run away like this?
If I suddenly run away, will he leave?
What if I run so fast that he can't catch up?
Thinking too much makes your steps heavy.
When your steps become heavy, you don't want to run anymore.
Moreover, Yu Xiangrong couldn't hear any sound behind her, which made her a little panicked, as she had a feeling that Jing Zhe hadn't followed her...
Knowing that Jing Zhe was about to leave Jingzhou for Jinxi, and that today might be the last time he came to the Duke of Huguo's mansion before his departure, the two of them hadn't had a chance to talk to each other alone—even if they didn't talk alone, he should at least read the story he had written, right?
Thinking about it this way, Yu Xiangrong panicked and wanted to cry.
The anger she felt from being teased by Jing Zhe vanished instantly. In her opinion, what did it matter if she teased him a little compared to being able to spend some time alone with Jing Zhe?
Disregarding everything else, she stopped and ran back, wanting to catch up with Jing Zhe—
Ouch!
Without veering off course, he bumped right into Jing Zhe's arms.
Because she was caught off guard, the force with which she turned around was too great, and she was bounced off and fell to the ground after hitting the object.
However, Jing Zhe would definitely not allow such a thing to happen.
He quickly reached out and pulled Yu Xiangrong into his arms.
"Alright, Xiangrong, now I know you have feelings for me, so you don't need to make it so obvious anymore!"
"..."
Yu Xiangrong, nestled in Jing Zhe's arms, had a blush on her face, her skin so radiant it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. Her body was limp; she wanted to get away, but she had no strength and could only hide in his arms.
But this feeling... is so good!
Just like in the side hall, Jing Zhe couldn't help but pat her head and asked with a smile, "Xiangrong, are you comfortable?"
"Shu..."
Yu Xiangrong instinctively wanted to answer, but suddenly froze, and said in a tearful voice, "Young Master...you...you're bullying me!"
After saying that, she mustered all her strength and escaped from Jing Zhe's arms. Jing Zhe cursed himself for being so talkative, thinking that if he hadn't said that one more word, this adorable baby would definitely still be comfortably nestled in his arms!
He then smiled and said, "Xiangrong, I was wrong. I won't bully you anymore, okay?"
"You...I..."
Yu Xiangrong didn't know what to say. She wondered if she really resented the bullying she had just heard.
It doesn't seem like that!
She suddenly couldn't understand herself. Why did she say she wouldn't let him bully her, but secretly she really wanted to?
When did I become so complicated?
Feeling somewhat annoyed, just like Jing Zhe, he blamed himself for being too talkative.
So, without saying a word, the two of them walked one after the other towards the backyard.
Compared to before, Yu Xiangrong seemed to have more worries on her mind...
...
Upon entering Yu Xiangrong's boudoir, a faint fragrance wafted towards them, exactly the same scent as Yu Xiangrong herself.
Jing Zhe stopped to observe and found that Yu Xiangrong's boudoir, like her, was simple and tidy.
The room was furnished with a bed, a round table, chairs, and a desk in front of the window, covered with sheets of Xuan paper. It seemed that this was the place where Yu Xiangrong spent most of her time in the entire boudoir.
Apart from that, there was nothing else in the room, not even a dressing table.
She doesn't usually wear makeup!
Thinking of this, Jing Zhe turned his head to look at Yu Xiangrong, carefully examining her clean and flawless face. She was without makeup, with a natural beauty that was captivating.
Like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artifice.
No wonder the ancients could write such wonderful verses. In his previous life, Jing Zhe and his classmates would always be puzzled whenever they read similar verses. After all, for women in reality, removing makeup is like getting a complete makeover, and making them appear in public without makeup would probably be more painful than killing them.
Of course, if you are lucky enough to see their bare faces, you'll only be satisfied if you offer yourself to them...
So how could people of their time have imagined that a woman's bare face could be so beautiful?
Seeing Jing Zhe staring at her, Yu Xiangrong blushed and asked, "What are you looking at, young master?"
Look at you!
"I... have something on my face?"
"No, you're so good-looking, I couldn't help but take a second look."
"..."
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