Chapter 29: It was clearly the mistress who was on top.
Li Yue'er only remembered Meng Xiaoxiao after waking up in the morning, because today was the day the two of them moved to Songlan Hall.
She had planned to decide whether to bring up the matter with Meng Xiaoxiao after seeing the mistress's attitude last night.
If the mistress gets angry with her and ignores her, then moving here with Meng Xiaoxiao will only cause Meng Xiaoxiao to suffer the mistress's coldness as well. So she simply doesn't mention moving the courtyard to her, so as not to make her worry.
If the mistress is no longer angry, then she should happily tell Meng Xiaoxiao that they are moving to the mistress's courtyard, so that she can share in the joy.
Although you can't roast the embers, the treatment in the main courtyard is better than in the small courtyard, and the rooms are single so you don't have to squeeze into a shared room.
Unfortunately, Li Yue'er came last night and didn't leave. After a few more visits, my mind was also stirred up by the mistress, becoming a sticky mess that I couldn't remember anything.
As dawn broke and light shone through the thin bed curtains into the bed, Li Yue'er groggily opened her legs and realized she had forgotten something.
Unfortunately, the mistress's hand had already reached in, and Li Yue'er unconsciously "bite" tightly.
The hair that the mistress had styled for her last night had already come loose, and the jade hairpin had been taken off and placed next to Li Yue'er's pillow.
Just then, the mistress leaned closer, and Li Yue'er twisted her upper body left and right like a fish whose tail had been held down. She managed to grab the hairpin and lightly prick her fingertip with the tip of the hairpin to prevent herself from screaming too loudly when she was too confused and immersed in the moment.
Otherwise, if she faced the night watchwoman after dawn, she would really want to dig a hole and crawl into it.
"Awake?" Qu Rong's black hair was loose, and as she bent over, strands of hair slipped down her shoulders and intertwined with Li Yue'er's long hair, which lay flat on the pillow. In the dim morning light, it was hard to tell which strands were hers and which were Li Yue'er's.
It was like the two people getting closer and closer, their hot breaths tangling and intertwining.
Qu Rong's gaze lingered on Li Yue'er's tightly clenched lips for a long while before she gently moved her hand, which was supporting her on the bed, and used her index finger to gently pry open Li Yue'er's bitten lower lip. "Doesn't it hurt?"
Li Yue'er didn't know she was asking about the picture above, and replied breathlessly, "It doesn't hurt. When Mistress is like this, I only feel...comfortable."
The voice was low, trying hard to suppress the urge to change pitch.
Qu Rong, "..."
Li Yue'er assumed that her mistress's brief silence was because she couldn't bear to hear these things.
Li Yue'er loosened the hairpin, wrapped her arms around the mistress's shoulders and neck, and used the momentum to lift her waist. As she looked up, she asked again about the matter that she hadn't received a clear answer about last night, "I want to go back... to see... my mother and sister."
The mistress remained still, without even moving her hands, and Li Yue'er would cling to her and rub against her gently, saying, "Please~ you."
After doing this many times, she became somewhat exhausted. When she let go of the mistress's arms and fell back onto the bed, her rounded fingertips accidentally scratched the mistress's shoulder. It's unclear whether it left a mark.
Li Yue'er eagerly looked at the mistress's face. The mistress frowned slightly, paused, and then said, "Okay."
Li Yue'er's eyes crinkled with joy upon receiving a definite answer.
If she hadn't known her mistress wouldn't allow it, she would have wanted to wrap her arms around her mistress's neck and give her a big kiss on the lips! To see if those lips tasted bitter.
Unfortunately, the mistress was very clean, and apart from the time she had the audacity to bite the mistress's lips, the mistress avoided her whenever she tried to take the initiative.
Now that the two have reconciled, Li Yue'er dares not test the limits of her mistress's bottom line.
When the mistress moved away from her, Li Yue'er pulled the quilt to her chest with one hand to calm her pounding heart, glancing to the side out of the corner of her eye.
The mistress lifted the bed curtains and went out, presumably to the washroom to use the toilet and wash her hands.
Li Yue'er's face felt a little hot. She knew she wouldn't have a bellyband to wear today even before she got out of bed. Just now, when she was almost there, Li Yue'er was so nervous that she grabbed her bellyband and lifted her bottom to cushion the bed.
The mistress, suddenly gripped tightly, looked up at her in confusion, "?"
Li Yue'er remembered that the mistress had said that the bed sheets were delicate and should not be exposed to water. If she got them wet, she would have to change the bed sheets and blankets again today.
The mistress, "..."
The undergarment was now lying on the footstool by the bed, clearly unwearable.
When Qu Rong returned after washing her hands, Li Yue'er was already sitting up, wrapped in the blanket.
Qu Rong glanced at the bodice on her footstool, then pursed her lips and looked at Li Yue'er.
Li Yue'er's eyes were bright, with rosy corners, and her lips were moist. Her snow-white skin was hidden under the light red quilt, just like the pink peonies in the courtyard that had just been pampered by the rain and dew in the early morning, delicate and exuding a fragrance.
Qu Rong understood, "Want more?"
Li Yue'er, "..."
No, I don't think so.
From last night until now, we've almost counted the number of people who have been sprayed. Even if she were made of water, she would eventually get tired of being sprayed so many times.
Qu Rong asked in confusion, "Then what are you trying to do with that posture?"
Li Yue'er was momentarily confused. "Huh?"
She simply sat up.
Because she had no undergarments, she had to wrap herself in a quilt; otherwise, her mistress would say she was shameless.
Qu Rong was silent for a moment before realizing she had misunderstood, but she wouldn't explain to Li Yue'er. She simply lifted the covers and lay back down, saying, "It's still early, no rush to get up."
Li Yue'er usually sleeps until late morning, but today she was woken up by her and can catch up on her sleep a little longer.
Qu Rong had just washed her hands and was lying on her side when she accidentally brushed against Li Yue'er's waist and abdomen.
The other person shivered instantly, then began to subtly and quietly move away from her.
Qu Rong, "..."
Qu Rong narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Li Yue'er.
Li Yue'er's eyelids twitched, and she smiled obsequiously, taking the initiative to hold the mistress's hand, "Then let me warm it for you."
Her hands weren't warm either.
Qu Rong deliberately reached her hand into Li Yue'er's arms.
Li Yue'er could tell that her mistress wasn't angry and just wanted to tease her, so she laughed and pushed her mistress's hand away, crossed her arms over her chest, curled up her legs to protect her lower abdomen, and cried out "No, no!"
Qu Rong didn't mean it that way, but the more Li Yue'er tried to avoid her, the more she wanted to put her hand in her arms.
The two of them were making a ruckus in bed.
Qu Rong's icy hands explored Li Yue'er's warm skin until both of them became hot and breathy.
Qu Rong grabbed Li Yue'er, held her in her arms, lowered her eyes, and calmed her breathing.
Li Yue'er felt the hot breath of her mistress on her back and obediently curled up, letting her hug her.
Qu Rong thought it must be because of her period. The more she couldn't do something, the more she wanted to do it. Under such pressure, she became so fond of Li Yue'er's body.
She had only been playing around for a little while when she wanted to hug Li Yue'er tightly again and pull her out of the water.
Qu Rong said, "Get up, let's have breakfast together."
Qu Rong didn't let Li Yue'er continue sleeping in.
It's one thing for her not to enjoy Li Yue'er's service, but does Li Yue'er really expect her to take a comfortable nap while she's enduring it? Dream on! Who's the real mistress between them?
Li Yue'er was already awake and hadn't planned to go back to sleep anyway. Her eyes lit up when she heard that she could stay for dinner at Songlan Hall.
This was the first time she had stayed at Songlan Hall to dine with the mistress.
Li Yue'er: "Madam, could you grant me a small garment?"
She held the blanket up to her chest with both hands and winked at her mistress.
Qu Rong, "..."
Qu Rong pulled open the other side of the mahogany wardrobe, took out a piece of clothing from the very edge, and threw it on Li Yue'er's head.
Li Yue'er then realized that the one-piece tube top on her head was originally hers, but it had been taken away when she came to serve the mistress.
It turned out that the mistress had it washed clean and kept.
The clothes carried a familiar scent. Li Yue'er lowered her eyes, suppressing a smile, and slowly put them on.
The food was laid out in the outer room, and Li Yue'er tentatively asked, "Shall I serve you your meal?"
The mistress had already taken her seat. Hearing this, she looked up and glanced at her, "The food you serve tastes better?"
Li Yue'er: "...That's not possible."
She's not a cook.
The mistress said, "Then what use are you? Sit down and eat."
Li Yue'er, "..."
If you don't want her to serve you, just say so. Why beat around the bush and say things she doesn't want to hear?
Li Yue'er sat next to the mistress.
Gamboge and Cinnabar stood on either side of her and the mistress, serving each of them a bowl of salty porridge and setting out the bowls and chopsticks.
Teng Huangfuli said, "Mistress, the embroidery workshop said that the clothes for Miss Yue'er and Miss Xiaoxiao will be ready and delivered tomorrow."
Teng Huang glanced at Li Yue'er, then asked the mistress, "Should we send it to Songlan Hall, or back to the small courtyard?"
Li Yue'er suddenly looked up and gazed gratefully at Teng Huang.
Before she could even ask the question she wanted to ask, Teng Huang had already said it for her! If this were during the New Year, she would definitely give Teng Huang a proper New Year's greeting!
Qu Rong said, "Didn't you say you were moving to Songlan Hall today? Then send it here."
Qu Rong looked at Li Yue'er and saw her sipping her spoonful of wine while gazing up at the gamboge, her watery eyes gleaming. Qu Rong slowly lowered her eyes, her gentle tone instantly turning cold and her attitude becoming indifferent.
"Oh? Or do you have other plans and intend to move in a few days later? If you don't want to, you can stay where you are."
Li Yue'er immediately looked away from her mistress and shook her head hastily, "I have no other plans. I will move in today as you originally instructed."
Given the advantage of being able to stay at Songlan Hall, Li Yue'er would rather not live in a small, quiet courtyard with few people and large beds.
Using serving chopsticks, Li Yue'er half-stood up and picked up a soup dumpling for her mistress, her posture ingratiating, "This servant is in a hurry to serve you, mistress."
The mistress glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and gave a soft snort.
Li Yue'er blinked blankly, "?"
Although she didn't know what the mistress was up to, and even saw her looking reluctant and somewhat disgusted, she still slowly ate the soup dumpling that the mistress had picked up for her.
A smile appeared in Li Yue'er's eyes as she ate while observing her mistress's expression.
Despite being stared at so intently, the mistress still ate half a bowl more porridge, her appetite noticeably better than the previous night.
After putting down her chopsticks, the mistress of the house, unusually, set a date, saying, "After the Minor Snow solar term, have Dansha prepare some New Year's goods, and have Tenghuang accompany you back to visit your relatives."
Visiting relatives.
Li Yue'er pondered these two words, perhaps she was overthinking it, but they sounded as if she had married the mistress of the house.
Li Yue'er's face flushed, her eyes darting around, not daring to look at the two head maids beside her. She only glanced at her mistress quickly and secretly, and softly replied, "Okay."
The Minor Snow solar term is only six or seven days away from today.
No sooner had the two finished their meal than Shouhetang's mother arrived with the housekeeper and a pile of account books.
It must be an account from the outskirts of the mansion.
Although Li Yue'er didn't know what the mistress and the old lady were talking about before she and Aunt Qiu arrived yesterday, she figured it must have been a good ending.
Because the mistress only glanced at it, she simply told Dansha to stay and help her move the courtyard, and then took Tenghuang to the study.
Although this matter had nothing to do with her, Li Yue'er couldn't help but smile as she watched her mistress's light footsteps as she left.
Dan Sha coughed twice.
Li Yue'er's eyelashes fluttered as she nervously snapped back to reality. "Oh, you're moving the yard, right? I'll go with you."
Li Yue'er was still a little nervous when facing Dan Sha, who was quiet and serious. However, she knew that Dan Sha was reliable, which was probably why the mistress had specially left Dan Sha for her to use temporarily.
Dansha reminded her, "You also have an appointment with Sister Su for class, so it's not good to make her wait again today. Therefore, you can leave the task of moving the yard to me."
Too.
Li Yue'er: "What about Xiaoxiao?"
Dan Sha said, "I will explain everything to Miss Xiaoxiao in detail. You can focus on your studies. You should be able to see Miss Xiaoxiao around lunchtime."
Li Yue'er gratefully rose and bowed slightly to Dan Sha in a curtsy. Dan Sha gracefully avoided the bow and returned it, saying, "In Songlan Hall, you are no different from the mistress. Just give me your orders directly. There's no need for such formalities."
Li Yue'er gave a dry laugh to brush it off, "Heh, hehe."
How come she makes the same kind of joke as Fujiwara?
Especially since Dansha's expression was serious and earnest, and when he said those words, it didn't seem like he was joking, which made Li Yue'er's scalp tingle with embarrassment.
She might listen to those words and let them go, but she wouldn't really take them to heart.
Li Yue'er was well aware of her status in Songlan Hall. Especially when it came to the two of them in bed, let alone in front of others, she dared not be disrespectful to the mistress...
Therefore, it's impossible for their identities to be identical.
It is clear that the mistress is on top.
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Mistress: What am I above? (Moon Orange)
Moon: ...Identity, identity. [Huang Xin]
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