Chapter 23
After Wu Shiyan left, Qi Yu's life at the estate was no different from usual. In her spare time, she would look at the account books, and when the weather was nice, she would ride horses with Wu Shiyun.
July has arrived.
Qi Yu returned to Guihe Courtyard. The pigeons she had released that morning had already flown back. She took down the note and began to read it word by word.
Because she had mentioned the Qixi Festival, Zhao Wanyi suggested a good place to go that day, and said that they could reserve a private room in a restaurant in advance so that they could rest and have a meal if they got tired.
The text concludes by mentioning that the area near the river would be beautifully lit that night.
Qi Yu noted down the name of the restaurant and had her servants make a reservation in advance.
She asked Wu Shiyun if she wanted to ride in her carriage that night, but Wu Shiyun said that she had a man she liked by her side and that she could ask her brother.
Qi Yu then prepared to ask Wu Shiyan a question when he arrived.
Four days before the Qixi Festival, Wu Shiyan arrived at the estate. Qi Yu didn't ask him what he had been busy with back in the palace; she only felt a slight surprise upon seeing him.
Wu Shiyan deliberately stopped in the courtyard.
Qi Yu hesitated for a moment, but quickly stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist.
As expected, Wu Shiyan was very happy because she was picked up and carried into the house.
Wu Shiyan had Qi Yu sit on his lap and asked, "What are you doing, A-Yu?"
Qi Yu waved her hand, still holding Xiao Jin's food: "I'm feeding Xiao Jin, and I haven't finished yet."
Then he carried her inside.
Xiao Jin cried out in distress, but because she dared not make a loud sound, Wu Shiyan completely ignored her.
Wu Shiyan's smile remained unchanged as he tapped Qi Yu's forehead: "I'll go feed them with you."
They said they would feed them together, but Xiao Jin was afraid of Wu Shiyan and liked to snuggle into Qi Yu's arms. So Wu Shiyan grabbed Xiao Jin by the neck to keep it from getting too close.
Qi Yu took the opportunity to feed Xiao Jin.
After feeding, Xiao Jin ran off in a flash, and Wu Shiyan held Qi Yu's fingers and slowly washed them with water from the copper basin.
He doesn't want the affection of beasts. It's good that he ran away; now that he's run away, there's no reason for him to snuggle into Ayu's arms.
He never lay in Ayu's arms.
With her hands no longer sticky, Qi Yu watched as Wu Shiyan kissed her wet fingertips. She paused for a moment, then pulled her hand away.
Because Wu Shiyan was coming, Qi Yu postponed the things she had originally planned.
She was very satisfied with Wu Shiyan's figure and appearance, and naturally wanted to enjoy it as well as last time.
She then reached out and cupped his face in her hands.
Did His Majesty look at the picture album when he returned to the palace?
She naturally remembered Wu Shiyan's words of refusal that day, but she didn't care much about whether she slept with Wu Shiyan or not; she only cared about her own pleasure.
Once they've had their fun, they can leave Wu Shiyan aside.
Therefore, even when she woke up that day and Wu Shiyan had already left, she didn't bother to think about him.
However, several days had passed, and Qi Yu naturally couldn't help but feel excited when she saw Wu Shiyan.
“I saw it.” Wu Shiyan rubbed his chin against Qi Yu’s palm. “We’ll wait until we get back to the palace…”
Qi Yu interrupted him, suddenly asking, "Then Your Majesty must also know how to please women?"
Looking into Qi Yu's straightforward gaze, Wu Shiyan had a sudden realization: "Yes."
He did learn a lot.
"Take me to the bed." Qi Yu's voice was clear and gentle, and although it didn't have much of an intimidating quality at the moment, it was irresistible to make people obey.
Wu Shiyan carried her to the bed.
Qi Yu then said, "Lower the curtain."
Wu Shiyan did as instructed.
Qi Yu pulled out the hairpin and placed it aside, her jet-black hair cascading down.
To prevent myself from getting hurt when I lie down later.
Qi Yu pulled Wu Shiyan's hand and placed it on her dress: "Then please me."
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wu Shiyan's face, his lips trembled slightly, and a dryness spread through his mouth.
He didn't fly into a rage, and he didn't even remove his hand from her dress.
This is why Qi Yu dared to treat him like that.
A moment later, Wu Shiyan raised his hand, untied Qi Yu's dress, and lowered his head.
It replicates the poses in the picture book.
Qi Yu lay down on the bed, her hair spreading out like withered flowers. She turned her face to the side, her eyes vacant.
Suddenly, her pupils contracted, sensing something was wrong, and she looked down tremblingly.
She clearly meant using her hands.
Moreover, Wu Shiyan had gained experience from books.
Qi Yu gently bit her bent index finger, which she had put in her mouth. Her eyes were moist, and she tried not to make a sound. Her appearance was indescribably decadent.
...
Once the matter was settled, Qi Yu fell into Wu Shiyan's arms, her clothes neatly dressed, though wrinkled.
Qi Yu pressed her hand against Wu Shiyan's chest, preventing him from getting closer: "Dirty."
Wu Shiyan's face went blank, turning pale and red, before he was stunned.
Ayu disliked him.
Ignoring his grief, Wu Shiyan immediately wrapped his arms around Qi Yu and rubbed his chin against her cheek.
Oh!
Qi Yu's soft cheeks jiggled gently as Wu Shiyan rubbed against them, making them look especially tender and tempting to take a bite.
Wu Shiyan's feelings of affection overflowed at this moment.
If he hadn't been mindful of not having rinsed his mouth, he definitely would have held onto it and refused to let go.
At this moment, Qi Yu lowered her head, bit Wu Shiyan's Adam's apple, and ground her teeth.
She wasn't without temper when Wu Shiyan rubbed against her.
This is the punishment... well, a small punishment to serve as a warning.
"Hmm," Wu Shiyan murmured.
Qi Yu's ears and heart were itching to hear this. She suddenly opened her mouth and thought to herself, "Wu Shiyan is quite something."
She was really happy with her bed partner.
Wu Shiyan patted her back and asked, "Why aren't you biting anymore?"
Qi Yu glanced at the fresh white teeth marks on his neck. Since there was no bleeding, they would be fine overnight.
She casually said, "I don't want you to have any marks on your neck, otherwise people will laugh at you."
Wu Shiyan chuckled softly. Ayu had even given up halfway through her revenge. What was he going to do?
But without a doubt, Ayu is kind-hearted and feels sorry for him.
Wu Shiyan went to get some tea to rinse his mouth, and when he returned to bed, Qi Yu had already changed her clothes; the dress that had been stained was now tossed aside.
When Qi Yu noticed that Wu Shiyan was staring intently at her, she brought up the Qixi Festival.
Wu Shiyan replied almost without hesitation, "I am free that day."
Qi Yu nodded: "Then let's meet at the teahouse at around 3 PM on the seventh day of the month."
Hearing Wu Shiyan agree again, Qi Yu smiled.
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The seventh day of the seventh lunar month is the Qixi Festival.
Qi Yu had prepared in advance. She wore a pomegranate red dress with dark patterns and embroidered auspicious clouds, and pink shoes with upturned toes painted with a dozing kitten. She still had the sachet that Zhao Wanyi had given her at her waist, and a few small jade ornaments hung simply beside her.
She was dressed in a playful and appropriate manner, making her appear as a pretty young lady from some wealthy family without overly stealing the spotlight.
The most important thing today is to have fun. To prevent any accidents, Qi Yu carried twenty taels of silver with her and put it in her sleeve.
At the beginning of the hour of Wei (1-3 PM), Qi Yu, accompanied by Pei Jiu, two palace maids, and four guards, set off from the estate in a carriage.
The carriage headed towards the capital.
In less than an hour, the carriage entered the capital smoothly. Because there were many people today, even though Qi Yu estimated the journey and set off early, it was already early afternoon when she arrived at the teahouse.
Fortunately, it wasn't too late.
Qi Yu got off the carriage and found Wu Shiyan on the second floor of the teahouse.
It wasn't until he arrived at the teahouse today that Wu Shiyan realized how foolish he had been to agree to meet here. It was here that he confessed to Qi Yu that he liked Zhao Wanyi.
In the same spot, this time, he watched Qi Yu get off the carriage and enter the teahouse with a faint smile.
His hand holding the teacup gradually tightened.
He thought that Qi Yu must be madly in love with him, otherwise she would have turned against this bastard long ago.
"Your Majesty!" Qi Yu was in a very good mood today, and even her voice was sweet.
She had just lifted the carriage curtain and saw all sorts of shops lining both sides of the road, bustling with people, small stalls set up for the Qixi Festival, and itinerant vendors selling all kinds of trinkets.
The entire capital city was full of life, and everyone had a smile on their face. Husbands brought their wives out, close female friends gathered together, and young men and women who were engaged leaned against each other. Although they did not hold hands, their shoulders would occasionally touch, revealing a unique understanding between them.
And now that the sun is about to set in the west, it will be cooler in the city, making people look forward to the fun that follows.
In this environment, it's hard for Qi Yu not to be happy.
Because outside, one can shed the formalities of the palace, Wu Shiyan took the opportunity to say, "Ayu, you can call me husband when we're out."
Qi Yu blinked and smiled gently: "Okay."
Wu Shiyan felt secretly disappointed.
He poured Qi Yu a cup of Biluochun tea, and Qi Yu sat opposite Wu Shiyan and quietly drank it before putting the cup down.
Qi Yu asked in confusion, "Didn't Eunuch Tian come along?"
Wu Shiyan succinctly stated, "He's been busy lately."
Because the antidote flower was about to arrive in the capital, Tian Wenshan was preoccupied with this matter, and seeing this, he didn't let him come along.
Qi Yu simply said "oh" and didn't pay any attention.
Having quenched her thirst, she looked out the window. Since they were still in the private room, she still addressed Wu Shiyan as "Your Majesty": "Your Majesty, let's go for a stroll."
Wu Shiyan was dressed in a dark-colored outfit today, with very few patterns, which could barely be described as understated.
Because his aura was too cold and gloomy, even a smile on his face could not break through the ice on his body, so people would walk around him and not stare at him, leaving only a vague and cold impression.
Therefore, after Wu Shiyan nodded, the two left the teahouse, and Qi Yu experienced this convenience.
As she walked beside Wu Shiyan, it felt as if a space had automatically opened up in front of her, and she didn't feel crowded at all. As a result, she quickly became immersed in the fun of browsing and buying trinkets.
Even though many people were looking at her, she was completely unaware.
Ultimately, it was because Qi Yu was used to being scrutinized. In the palace, it was instinctive for the servants to read between the lines, but as the mistress, Qi Yu's every move was quietly observed and her intentions were silently deduced.
In this situation, she remained calm no matter how many eyes she was being stared at.
Qi Yu bought two colorful braided ropes. She looked left and right but couldn't see Pei Jiu. Unexpectedly, her gaze fell into Wu Shiyan's eyes.
He waited for her quietly, his deep gaze fixed on her the entire time.
Qi Yu's eyes were as clear as autumn water. She shook her bare wrist and said, "Husband, I want to wear a bracelet."
Passersby only then realized the relationship between the two and couldn't help but sigh in dismay that even the cold-faced man had a wife!
Upon hearing the word "husband," the cold-faced Wu Shiyan felt an overwhelming tenderness in his heart. His eyes lit up, and he took Qi Yu's hand, carefully putting a bracelet on her wrist.
He loved Qi Yu's lazy nature, and it was worth it for him to send her palace servants a few steps away.
Therefore, he deserves to be called "husband"!
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