Before an incense stick burns.
At the poetry gathering.
"Senior Brother Lian, I think I heard screams?" a scholar said to the young man.
The young man called Senior Brother Lian was the scholar who had previously forbidden Bu Jiao from entering. He smiled slyly, like a fox, and said, "You misheard."
...
Seeing the servant and maid leave, Qin Su was about to turn back when she suddenly sensed movement nearby. She quickly grabbed the person hiding in the shadows.
A cool, delicate fragrance wafted into my nose, seemingly mixed with a faint orchid scent.
"How did you end up here?" Qin Su let go of his hand and stretched his shoulder, which had just been pulled sore.
"Hearing that Yuanyuan's carriage had been attacked, I came to see what was happening." The speaker was Yu Shuo, who had rushed over as soon as he heard the news. When he arrived, Qin Su had just lashed the maid with her whip.
He had tried to stop it, but it was too late.
"Chongyang will arrange the follow-up matters."
Qin Su raised an eyebrow, "Killing the daughter of the Prince of Minzhou, a daughter born with extraordinary abilities, don't you think that will cause trouble?"
Yu Shuo didn't even glance at the corpse lying on the ground, but simply told Xie Yang to take the body away first, as it was inappropriate to leave it there.
"It's alright, I'll handle it. Don't worry." He pulled Qin Su into his arms, taking the opportunity to check the injury on her shoulder. There was no smell of blood, so the wound must not have been torn open.
"Is Nannan alright?" He only had time to look for Qin Su; he hadn't even checked on the poetry gathering yet.
Qin Su shook her head. "It's nothing. It's just that quite a few guards died this time."
Each prince's guard has a certain standard, and the people of Yu Shuo have spent a lot of manpower and resources to reach the current level.
Several have broken now, it's really heartbreaking.
Yu Shuo squeezed her hand, also to feel the temperature of her hand, to see if it was cold.
"The Double Ninth Festival will send condolences to their families." Condolences cannot heal their pain, but they are at least some form of protection.
Qin Su then nodded.
It's not easy for anyone.
"Then you want to come to the poetry gathering with me?" She originally didn't want to, after all, Yu Shuo's status was what it was.
But now that Yu Shuo has come, it wouldn't be very good for her to send him away.
"No, you go ahead. I need to talk to the dean about something." He couldn't resist pinching Qin Su's cheek.
Despite her striking and beautiful appearance, her face is remarkably smooth and delicate.
Qin Su's eyes widened, clearly not expecting Yu Shuo to behave this way.
"Don't pinch my cheeks," she said, her ears turning slightly red.
"Then the princess can pinch me back." He leaned closer, looking like he wouldn't listen. But he would allow her to retaliate.
Qin Su snorted and, without any hesitation, pinched his cheeks with both hands and pulled them to the sides, distorting his face.
"Your Highness, please have mercy." Yu Shuo pleaded, his deep, beautiful eyebrows and eyes like an inverted galaxy.
Qin Su then let go of his hand and let him go first.
But Yu Shuo was determined to see her enter the poetry gathering.
Bu Jiao's incident was like a very minor episode, with no real impact.
Qin Su returned to her seat, glanced at Yuan Yuan, then rested her chin on her hand, feeling somewhat drowsy.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she was woken up by Lian Tao beside her.
"What's wrong? Is it over?"
"Yes, the poetry gathering is over. His Highness is waiting for us outside."
Hearing this, Qin Su yawned, reached out and hugged Yuanyuan, kissing her little cheek. "Mother slept well, how did you sleep, little one?"
Yuanyuan was making "ee-yah-yah" sounds, and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.
However, since she hasn't been breastfed for so long, she's probably hungry.
It's rare to see a child who doesn't cry even when hungry.
During this time, Lian Tao also fed the child some porridge, so he shouldn't be too hungry.
After the poetry gathering ended, many students spontaneously cleaned up the venue. They were all clearly pampered young masters from wealthy families, yet they were surprisingly adept at doing these things.
Qin Su watched for a while, and then Zuo Yuan led her out.
When Zuo Yuan saw Yu Shuo, he simply bowed and then returned to the poetry gathering to help clean up the scene.
“Let’s go home,” Yu Shuo said to her.
At the foot of the mountain, Qin Su saw the abbot of Xishan Temple standing at the crossroads in a cassock, wondering if he was waiting for them there.
"Does the benefactor still remember what this humble monk said back then?" The abbot didn't look at Yu Shuo, but stared at Qin Su as he spoke.
Qin Su: "..."
Of course she remembers.
Perhaps seeing that Qin Su remained silent, the abbot said again, "If you still want the people around you to be well, then stop committing murder."
Yu Shuo frowned, shielding Qin Su behind him. "Why do you say such things, Master? My queen never kills innocent people indiscriminately."
Even what happened today was their own doing.
The host simply shook his head and didn't look at Yu Shuo.
“I remember.”
The host nodded, turned and left without saying anything more.
Qin Su will indeed commit fewer acts of violence, but only if others don't provoke her. She would still take action if something like what happened today occurred.
Once inside the carriage, Qin Su was about to undress when she saw Yu Shuo also board. She had forgotten that Yu Shuo was coming back with her, so she simply turned her back to undress.
Even so, Yu Shuo could still see some things from this angle. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was low and hoarse, "There will be a wet nurse to feed us when we get back."
Qin Su said, "There was a distance between them, and Yuanyuan only ate a little bit of porridge in the middle."
Perhaps thinking of something, she added, "You're not allowed to look."
Yu Shuo struggled to look away, but felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. He unfolded his cloak and covered Qin Su with it, whispering in her ear, "How about you feed your husband tonight too?"
Qin Su blushed deeply and glared at him, "What nonsense are you spouting in front of the child?"
Yu Shuo held her earlobe in his mouth and mumbled, "She can't understand now."
If they were older, we would definitely need to avoid them. But they've only been a little over a month; what can we possibly know now?
Yuanyuan drank with great satisfaction, occasionally making soft noises.
Yu Shuo had excellent hearing and heard everything clearly. That's why his eyes were deep, his back tense, and he really wanted to take the child away and put himself in the child's place.
However, he knew very well that Qin Su would not allow such a thing to happen. He could only endure it.
After finally returning to the manor, Yu Shuo handed Yuanyuan over to Lian Tao and then picked up Qin Su and carried her back to the main courtyard.
"Still not calmed down?" Qin Su asked Yu Shuo, who had placed her on the bed, with a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"No, my love for my princess has always been burning bright." He leaned down, finally taking Yuanyuan's place.
"Be gentle."
"Aren't you ashamed of yourself? You're even trying to steal Yuanyuan's milk."
He held Qin Su tightly around the waist, pulling her closer to him. "It's not shameful," he mumbled, "I'm hungry too."
Clothes half-undone, the scenery alluring.
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