Chapter 132 My Junior Sister is Playing with Something Very New (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
A carriage pulled by two jujube horses slowly drove along the long street in the morning, the sound of the wheels rolling on the bluestone slabs was lonely and monotonous.
Six armed constables on horseback guarded the carriage from both the front and rear. Among the six riders at the front, the leader was a young constable in blue, who was holding the reins and scanning the surroundings with a fierce look.
Yan Liulang and his men escorted the carriage, which was sandwiched in the middle, as they left Luming Street and headed out of the city, kicking up dust on the official road, towards Donglin Temple on Dagushan Mountain in the suburbs.
Inside the somewhat bumpy carriage.
The atmosphere was unusually quiet.
My junior sister is playing something really new.
Ouyang Rong became alert.
He didn't hide his gaze, turning his head slightly and frowning as he looked at Xie Lingjiang, who seemed a little different today.
She wore a pink dress that covered her body, and her long, jade-like neck was held high like that of a white swan, just like the elegant and graceful head of the lady described in the Book of Songs.
Her jet-black, shiny hair was styled into an exquisite flowing cloud-like bun, with most of it pulled up high and adorned with a gold hairpin. The remaining strands of hair on both sides of her head fell naturally from behind her ears to her shoulders, as smooth and soft as black brocade.
Adorned with delicate earrings, she had willow-leaf eyebrows, bright almond eyes, and a pearl necklace hanging from her forehead, a fresh and beautiful look.
Her jade-like face was exquisitely painted with two red velvet petals, and her peach-blossom cheeks were lightly rouged.
Ouyang Rong's eyes were somewhat dazed, as if he were seeing things incorrectly.
This young lady's face is so bright and beautiful.
Um... are you sure this is really the junior sister who always goes out without makeup?
As the carriage swayed, a small patch of skin, as white as solidified jade, was occasionally revealed between her slender neck and her ample breasts.
Even inside the dimly lit carriage, it shines as brightly as snow in the night.
The snow-white skin even allowed Ouyang Rong to faintly see some fine blue veins.
Let's look down further.
The towering twin mountain peaks made the peach-pink short blouse bulge out, round and plump, and the jolting of the carriage beneath her made one worry that an avalanche might occur.
As for looking further down...
Her waist was cinched, seemingly so small it could be grasped in one hand.
Forget it, I'm not aiming anymore.
Ouyang Rong silently withdrew his gaze.
In fact, the junior sister was sitting upright opposite him, just like always.
However, in the past, female companions dressed as men, without makeup, and sat upright and formally.
This is quite different from the current scene of women sitting upright with their hair in flowing pink dresses and their faces as beautiful as peach blossoms.
Ouyang Rong felt that his junior sister was showing him something very new.
"Senior brother, have you finished reading?"
"I've finished watching..."
Xie Lingjiang, who had been staring intently out the window, suddenly asked a question. Ouyang Rong subconsciously replied, but immediately shut up.
Strange, now when I get caught peeking, why is there no wooden fish sound indicating that my merit points will be deducted?
Is it because he's too familiar with his junior sister that he's not losing merit points? So this is... the gaze of an elder.
Or is there another reason?
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but inwardly complain about the attempt to shift the blame.
However, he then felt the ambiguous smile in the eyes of his junior sister across from him.
Ouyang Rong, who had initially avoided eye contact, no longer flinched. He looked up directly at his junior sister's almond-shaped eyes, which held a faint smile:
"Why is Junior Sister dressed like this all of a sudden today?"
Xie Lingjiang tilted her head slightly, "Other girls can wear it, but I can't?"
"Wear it, wear it."
Ouyang Rong nodded solemnly and echoed.
Seeing her senior brother's stiff and serious expression, Xie Lingjiang subconsciously took a small step forward and blurted out:
"Does Senior Brother think it looks good?"
Ouyang Rong was taken aback and turned to look at Xie Lingjiang's face.
He seemed to be observing something, and remained silent for a long time.
Xie Lingjiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she managed to steady her gaze and meet his eyes.
But after staring at each other for a while, the senior brother's gaze was as dazzling as the sun. He seemed to be really scrutinizing him, considering whether it was good-looking or not, and his eyes did not seem to look away.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt as if she were covered in sunshine, feeling warm all over.
She finally couldn't help herself, lowering her eyelids and looking away.
The carriage seemed stuffy, and Xie Lingjiang's face felt a little hot, but fortunately she had just taken a bath not long ago, so her skin was fair with a hint of pink.
Like a plum blossom in winter, it appears white at first glance, then turns pink upon closer inspection. The combination of white and pink is particularly captivating on the branch, making one want to lean closer and steal a sniff of its fragrance.
Under Ouyang Rong's silent scrutiny, Xie Lingjiang suddenly raised her head, made a small pursing of her lips, and warned:
"Don't overthink it, senior brother."
"It's just casual attire. Su Xiaomei said last night that all the other girls going to the Donglin Temple fair dressed like this. She also said that only by bathing and burning incense before setting off, and going up the mountain to burn incense and draw lots, can one's sincerity be fulfilled and the prayers be answered."
"No...it's not what you think, Senior Brother."
Ouyang Rong looked at Xie Lingjiang's repeated emphasis with a curious expression.
With a touch of novelty, he sniffed the pleasant fragrance of a woman that was faintly permeating the carriage.
He nodded and sighed:
"It's quite ceremonial, but the youngest sister of the Su family really went too far, making it difficult for her junior sister to wear such clothes."
"Senior brother thinks this is awkward... that junior sister shouldn't wear these?"
"No, it's not that. Junior Sister looks better in her ladylike dress than any other girl I've seen going up the mountain to burn incense."
Seeing her senior brother's sincere praise, Xie Lingjiang's heart softened, and her lips also softened:
"Hmph, senior brother, don't try to fool me. Why are you also learning to say such flattering things? This is not like you."
Ouyang Rong seemed oblivious to the slight delight in Xie Lingjiang's eyes and continued:
"I'm not flattering you. My junior sister is naturally beautiful and looks good in anything... but she's a little odd."
Xie Lingjiang lowered her eyes and pressed, "What's strange about it? Tell me."
Ouyang Rong looked at her with a strange expression, then nodded seriously and asked:
"Okay, I'll say it... Junior sister, what if some oily pickled radish falls onto the fabric of your dress when we have breakfast later?"
"When we hike up the mountain later, what if my long skirt gets wet and dirty from the exposed mud on both sides of the road?"
"Oh, and what if your hair, tied up so high, touches the incense sticks in the ash burner when you're burning incense, asking for fortune sticks, or kneeling in prayer..."
Ouyang Rong spoke fluently and at length.
"..."
Xie Lingjiang straightened her face and immediately raised her hand to interrupt:
"Alright, I know, senior brother, stop talking, shut up."
"Okay."
Ouyang Rong sighed and shut his mouth.
However, he couldn't help but look ahead again. The first one was actually very likely to happen. Even Ouyang Rong, who had OCD, felt bad for his junior sister. After all, she was someone who couldn't see her feet when she looked down. What if the pickled radish fell down and got stuck on her?
Across from someone, Xie Lingjiang remained expressionless.
Very good, that's very much like my senior brother, he knows how to spoil the fun.
He's quite skilled in this area.
Each of the above, taken individually, can cure low blood pressure.
Her senior brother made three for her.
Xie Lingjiang took a deep breath:
"Senior brother's reminder is good. I... I won't wear it next time."
"Well, it's not a big deal."
Seemingly sensing the dissatisfaction in his junior sister's tone, Ouyang Rong added, after thinking for a moment, he suggested:
"Eat the pickled radish slowly later, and don't try to stuff it into your mouth with your senior brother, then it shouldn't fall on you."
"Also, regarding skirts..."
Xie Lingjiang caught a glimpse of Ouyang Rong muttering something, and then the next second, he suddenly bent down, moved closer to her legs as she sat with them bent together, and reached out to grab a bit of the hem of her skirt.
What is Senior Brother doing?!
Xie Lingjiang's delicate body, still warm from her bath, tensed up instantly beneath her skirt.
However, she suddenly seemed to see something, and her body went limp.
"I'll tie a knot for you, so you won't have to sweep the floor for Master Shandao and the others like a mop later..."
Ouyang Rong pressed her chest against her knees, bent over, and busied herself tying knots with her hands. Seeing such a long skirt, her obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in.
Xie Lingjiang's pretty face froze for a moment.
With her legs slightly bent and head held high, she gently lowered her chin, gazing down at the man below who was meticulously tying a knot in the hem of her skirt.
At one moment, a warm feeling flowed through the woman's heart, and she felt the drafty carriage around her warm up.
She suddenly realized that her anxious, clumsy, and hesitant attempt to dress up this morning wasn't so foolish after all.
The atmosphere inside the carriage fell silent for a moment.
"Senior brother."
"Hmm? What's wrong? This knot looks bad. Let's change it."
"No, I just wanted to call you." Xie Lingjiang smiled.
“…” Ouyang Rong.
Before long, the carriage arrived at the foot of Dagushan Mountain. The group dismounted and climbed the mountain to enter the temple.
Two chapters a day, my brothers! One chapter at midnight, and the other during the day. I'll post them as soon as I'm done!
(End of this chapter)
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