Chapter 79 Chapter 79 Jinjiang First Release
Chapter 79
Cui Jue hugged her with such force that the muscles in his arms stretched out and felt hard, as if he could strangle Su Li in half.
Cui Jue pinched her so hard that it hurt. She hissed softly and punched his shoulder hard with her fist. "Let go...!"
But Cui Jue's hot palm still stubbornly pressed on Su Li's waist, feeling the soft and smooth skin under his palm.
He looked up at Su Li, his phoenix eyes seemed to be burning with a scorching fire. The man's jaw was tense, his Adam's apple was prominent, and his bones were rolling.
Even though Cui Jue didn't say a word, Su Li could see that he was staring at his prey with a fierce look.
The aggression he exuded was too strong to ignore. The longing in his eyes was evident, and he clearly intended to move.
Su Li deliberately bent down and touched it through her underwear.
As expected, I felt a strong heat.
Su Li gasped and gritted her teeth, "Cui Jue, I didn't say you could touch me."
Cui Jue stretched out his fingers, grasped Su Li's jaw, and searched for her lips.
As their lips and teeth touched, he asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Why not?"
Su Li's scalp tingled with anxiety at Cui Jue's insistent insistence. This kiss, seemingly intimate, was actually possessive. It was as if only the most intimate entanglement, the fusion of fish and water, a journey to Wushan together, could compensate Cui Jue for the years of unrest and resentment he had endured, having been abandoned like a worn-out shoe.
Su Li vaguely understood that he had missed her for three years. If she allowed him to make up for the memories she had lost in those three years, she would probably end up lying on the bed tonight.
Besides, she was just telling Cui Jue that she once had a romantic relationship with him. No matter what, that was in the past. It didn't mean that she still had feelings for him and that she had to be with him.
Su Li had a headache. Before she could say anything to resist, Cui Jue had already grabbed her tightly. His soft tongue licked and kissed from the corner of her mouth all the way to behind her ear.
The collar of his clothes was torn open to a narrow gap, revealing a large snowy valley.
Cui Jue bit her collarbone and rubbed it, causing numbness and itchiness to come over her.
When Su Li's mind was in a mess and she was dizzy from his kiss.
The lotus on the small dress was held by the man's teeth again.
The saliva soaked the cloth embroidered with green peaches.
Through the vest...Su Li felt a slight pain in her chest.
Su Li's almond-shaped eyes were bright and clear, but before she could utter a word, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Su Li's knees felt sore and she was suddenly startled.
Mrs. Hu called out from outside, "Sanniang, Master Lan, the meal is ready. Would you two like to come out and have something to eat?"
Su Li glanced at Cui Jue and asked quietly, "Why do you call him 'Master Lan'?"
Cui Jue put Su Li down and helped her straighten her disheveled collar. He said calmly, "The Cui family is a well-known surname, so it's not appropriate to tell others. My courtesy name is Lanju, so let Madam Hu call me that."
Su Li finally understood that Cui Jue was a meticulous person. Since he was going to live in the courtyard, he must have made careful preparations to avoid any mistakes.
Su Li looked at her clothes and fortunately the collar was not wet.
She took off her hair with a guilty conscience, tied it into a bun again, and looked at her face in a bronze mirror. After making sure that there were no omissions in her disguise, she opened the door.
Mrs. Hu glanced at the two people who were deliberately keeping their distance and avoiding suspicion, with a smile on her lips, and a strong hint of teasing.
Although she didn't hear any noise in the room, she guessed that Su Li and this Mr. Lan might have some old feelings for each other.
She was afraid that Su Li was shy, so she didn't say much and just asked them to come and eat quickly.
Outside the house, Yang Dalang, Yuan Ge'er, and some familiar villagers were all at the table, except for Su Li and the other two.
Su Li thought that Cui Jue couldn't even get used to the chicken noodle soup in the countryside, let alone the spicy food in Liuzhou, which often contained peppercorns, rutaecarpa, and ginger.
She didn't know how to entertain Cui Jue, nor did she have the idea of eating at the same table with him.
Su Li: "I'm going to eat. Young Master, are you going back to the city to eat? I think you won't be used to these country dishes."
Cui Jue heard the alienation in Su Li's words. He had thought that the previous exchange should have resolved the knot between the two of them. In the future, if he didn't force her, Su Li would not stay away from him. But now, it was clear that he had misinterpreted Su Li's meaning.
Su Li was simply willing to stop fighting with him like an enemy, not that she and he would have a mutual understanding and spend every day together in the future.
Cui Jue was unhappy, and pursed his lips slightly, but his face did not show any joy or anger.
Hearing this, he said, "I'm used to it."
Su Li looked up in surprise, but did not say anything to chase him away.
Su Li led Cui Jue to the table, found a clean end of the bench, and asked him to sit down.
As soon as he sat down at the table, Cui Jue smelled a strong spicy aroma and couldn't help but frown.
Su Li was very good at observing people's words and expressions, so how could she not understand that Cui Jue actually had no habit of eating at the same table with so many people. He was just adapting to the local customs, so he reluctantly sat at the table to eat with them.
Su Li took a look at the lake fish with hot sauce and the mud snails marinated in pepper wine on the table. After thinking it over, she decided to help him pick up some stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots and scrambled eggs with Chinese toon.
Cui Jue is not talkative, or maybe he has nothing to say to the rough guys in the countryside.
Basically, it was Mrs. Hu and Yang Dalang who were drinking and chatting. Occasionally they would ask Cui Jue a few questions, and he would respond sparingly.
To be honest, although Su Li was afraid of Cui Jue, after tonight's quarrel, she was no longer as afraid of him as before. However, Su Li still felt a little subtle about her feelings for Cui Jue. They were not particularly close, but they did do all the intimate things between men and women.
After all, Cui Jue was brought by Su Li. She was a protective person and would always take care of her friends.
Therefore, when Su Li was eating, she would secretly observe Cui Jue with her peripheral vision. Whenever Cui Jue finished his dish, she would pick up her chopsticks and serve him more food as soon as possible.
The meal went smoothly. Cui Jue's eating manners were elegant, which was out of tune with the others but not annoying. On the contrary, Mrs. Hu teased Cui Jue several times that he didn't even pick up any food and looked too "shy and reserved". Su Li felt embarrassed and helpless when she heard this.
Yang Dalang drank two glasses of wine, and his sun-tanned face turned slightly red. He burped and asked Su Li, "Third, Third Madam, are you really leaving tomorrow?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the originally happy atmosphere at the dinner table froze in an instant. Su Li was frightened and subconsciously glanced at Cui Jue.
Sure enough, Cui Jue looked unhappy at the moment. He put down his chopsticks and stared at her with cold and sinister eyes, waiting for her answer.
If it weren't for the last resort, Su Li would not want to leave her hometown, run away and make the world her home.
She simply did not want to be imprisoned in the palace, nor did she want to be regarded as a role model of virtue by the noble ladies of the aristocratic families, and be forced to treat people in accordance with the aristocratic family etiquette, and forced to have the demeanor of a queen mother and behave according to the etiquette of the aristocratic family women.
If Cui Jue really kept his word and did not interfere with her freedom, allowing her to freely enter and leave the mansions of the wealthy families and visit Qiu Gui and her grandmother; or if she had nothing to do and lived in seclusion in the countryside, baking pancakes and selling food, and being self-sufficient... then it would not be unacceptable for Su Li to stay in Liuzhou to make a living.
Su Li smiled and said to everyone, "I shouldn't leave."
As soon as these words were spoken, the gloomy atmosphere at the dinner table disappeared, and everyone continued to laugh and drink. Even Cui Jue restrained his gloomy look, lowered his eyes, and ate in silence.
Seeing that Cui Jue was too quiet, Mrs. Hu wanted to show her hospitality. She picked up a crab with hot sauce from the dish and piled it in Cui Jue's bowl.
"Master Lan, try this! This is the dogwood paste that our Third Lady personally pickled. It's truly amazing when used to pickle fish!"
Su Li knew that Cui Jue didn't like meat and didn't like spicy food.
She was just about to help Cui Jue shirk responsibility when she saw the man pick up his chopsticks and carefully take a bite.
“A bit spicy…”
As soon as Su Li finished speaking, Cui Jue raised his sleeve to his lips, frowned and coughed, and fine beads of hot sweat appeared on his forehead due to the spiciness.
Su Li held her forehead and sighed in her heart: ...I'm trying hard to hold on.
Su Li couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she gritted her teeth and went to the kitchen to fetch some water. She poured a glass of water for Cui Jue and said, "If it's too spicy, drink some water to moisten your throat."
"Thank you." Cui Jue was very polite in front of outsiders, upholding the etiquette of a young master from a noble family, and did not make things difficult for Su Li.
After the meal, Yang Dalang, Mrs. Hu, and even Yuan Ge'er became much more familiar with Cui Jue, the new resident, and their words were no longer as reserved as before.
When it was late at night and everyone went back to their rooms to sleep, Su Li squatted in the kitchen to boil water.
While stirring the firewood in the fire pit, she looked at the tall man beside her.
"Master, are you free tomorrow?"
They were the only two people in the kitchen, so Cui Jue spoke without reservation.
Cui Jue: "I still have to attend court to discuss politics."
Su Li frowned: "It's almost midnight, isn't the eldest master going back to the inner city yet?"
During the past three years, Wu State has been peaceful, with no local warlords fighting for territory or engaging in battles. The military office has not issued a curfew law to restrict the common people from traveling at night for a long time.
However, the city gates would still be locked at midnight, and the garrison would open the gates again at 7:15 the next day to check the identification cards of civilians and allow peddlers and porters to enter and exit.
However, as the king of Wu, Cui Jue had royal permission to enter and leave the prefectures and counties, and no patrolling guards dared to stop him from entering or leaving. Even if he returned to the city late, it would not be a problem.
Cui Jue raised his thin eyelids, glanced at her, and said, "Nothing, just hurry back to the court hall by dawn."
Su Li couldn't persuade him, so she simply stopped paying attention to him.
Anyway, there were bedding and clothes for Cui Jue to use in the east room, so he would not be homeless.
At night, after taking a bath, Su Li changed into soft clothes and went to sleep.
At midnight, a strong wind blew up.
There were many dark shadows outside the window, and the branches were swaying and dancing like ghosts.
A sudden and violent thunderclap struck, and with a loud bang, the house was illuminated like snow.
The huge thunder instantly woke Su Li up.
She opened her eyes and was caught off guard by a dark figure standing at the head of the bed.
Su Li screamed in shock, white sweat broke out on her back, and even goose bumps appeared on her arms.
Su Li suddenly widened her eyes and carefully identified the tall and graceful ghost figure on the side. It was actually the silent Cui Jue.
Su Li's heart, which had been pounding in her throat, fell back into her stomach. She covered her lips with her hands and yawned, unable to resist asking, "Young Master? What are you doing in my room at night?"
Cui Jue remained silent, just lowered his head, letting his black hair, as cold and slippery as cool water, stick to Su Li's cheek. Then he stretched out his long fingers, probed Su Li's slightly warm wrist bones and back of the neck, and confirmed that the pulse was strong before he withdrew his hand.
"I just wanted to make sure you were still alive."
Su Li was so shocked by his words that she was speechless. She had a splitting headache and couldn't help asking, "What time is it?"
Cui Jue calmly replied, "Fourth watch."
Su Li no longer wanted to know when Cui Jue sneaked into the inner room or when he stood at the head of her bed. Cui Jue had been acting as he pleased for a long time.
Su Li sighed: "Will the eldest master still attend court tomorrow?"
Cui Jue nodded softly.
"Are you still sleeping?"
Cui Jue stared at her straight, his eyes as sharp as a torch, which was frightening.
Su Li couldn't drive him away, and said embarrassedly: "I can't sleep if you look at me like this."
Cui Jue asked calmly, "Can I take a nap in your bedroom?"
Su Li was quite frank. She threw off her quilt and got off the floor. She said to Cui Jue, "Then I'll go get the quilt and spread the floor. I'll give the bed to the eldest master."
“No need.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the thin blanket covering Su Li's body was pressed back to her lower abdomen by a hand with beautiful muscles and bones.
Cui Jue unbuttoned his outer shirt with one hand, lifted the quilt and went inside, then lay down with Su Li in his arms.
Su Li was stunned for just a moment, and in a trance, she was already taken into the man's broad and cold arms.
Su Li was forced to lie down and sleep.
She saw a strong and sturdy arm wrapped around her waist under the warm quilt, holding her tightly in his arms.
Cui Jue didn't know whether he was wet by the rain, his black hair looked a little cold. Strands of hair slid down from Su Li's neck, and when they fell to her chest, there was a hint of coldness.
Cui Jue didn't say anything else.
He just entangled her tightly like a snake, his slightly warm chest tightly covering Su Li's thin shoulders.
But fortunately, Cui Jue fell asleep with her in his arms like this, without any other inappropriate actions.
Su Li felt sleepy and fell into sleep again, ignoring Cui Jue.
However, late at night, Su Li even had difficulty turning over.
The bed was too narrow and the hard stones were poking at my leg bones.
I don't know where the hard firewood came from.
It was embedded in her skin and bones, holding her hostage for the entire night.
It makes people feel depressed.
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