So what if they slept?
Qi Guanlan's heart clenched, and his aura suddenly turned icy. Jealousy surged up in his heart again, eroding his reason. He could no longer tolerate it.
Wen Ruo's hand was held captive and uncontrollably reached into unfamiliar places. She gradually stripped away the restraints on the mute man's body, revealing his strong chest beneath his loose undergarments.
The space left for her was getting smaller and smaller. Wen Ruo wrapped her arms around his strong waist, her fingertips tracing his slightly cool skin with a hint of excitement.
She made a novel discovery: the little mute boy had an extra willow leaf on his lower back, and he couldn't help but tremble at the slightest touch.
Wen Ruo was in a playful mood.
Qi Guanlan took a deep breath, his fingers, not to be outdone, gently sliding down her collarbone, lifting the thin veil. A tingling sensation spread throughout her body, and Wen Ruo trembled slightly. Under his restrained yet ingratiating gaze, and with his unfamiliar yet burning breath washing over her, she couldn't say no.
"continue."
Men really can't say no, not even male prostitutes.
The touch of skin against skin eased the heat in her heart, but the pounding of her heart was irritating. Remembering their recent intimate encounter and the fleeting glimpse of something, a sudden, unknown fear gripped her. "The candle's out!"
Qi Guanlan did as instructed.
In the dim light, Wen Ruo's clothes fell to the ground one by one. As the madam had told him, Qi Guanlan indeed found a bottle of ointment in the cabinet.
The sudden change made her frown, and she grabbed the man's shoulder and bit him hard. "Why didn't you discuss it with me?"
How can we discuss this?
He is now mute.
"I'm hot."
"Don't you think so?!"
The drug seemed to be taking effect. Wen Ruo raised her arms and wrapped them around his body without leaving a gap. His hot breath and trembling skin robbed her of all her reason.
"go out!"
Qi Guanlan grunted, his movements slightly awkward. He had encountered such a formidable enemy for the first time and was caught in a dilemma.
Slightly calloused fingertips slowly slid down his smooth back, probing, seducing, and gently touching. An ambiguous longing slowly spread, and a hoarse yet alluring breath filled the air.
In the dim light, the bodies, still reluctant to part, were left only with the act of taking, and the room was filled with gasps of breath, it was impossible to tell whose breaths were coming from.
After the rain, the wildly growing crabapple blossoms, having weathered the storm, still had morning dew on their beautiful petals.
Once you've seen it in full bloom, you can't bear to move it away.
As dawn broke, Wen Ruo curled up. The strange sensation beneath her brought her back to her senses. She lifted her eyelids and blinked twice. Memories of last night flooded back, and she was completely naked under the covers.
"Damn Yue Li."
She was startled by her own words as soon as she opened her mouth, swallowed hard, and cursed, "Disgusting!"
"mean."
"Shameless."
A teacup suddenly appeared before her eyes. Wen Ruo looked up and saw that the mute man was dressed neatly and had even changed his mask.
The cup was brought to her lips; it was neither too hot nor too cold, and even had a sweet taste. Wen Ruo sat up, wrapped in the blanket, and refused his offer to feed her. After drinking the cup of water, her anger subsided considerably, and her expression softened.
Just as she was about to get dressed, the mute man suddenly bent down, packed her up along with the blanket, and carried her outside. "What are you doing?"
The bathtub was steaming. Wen Ruo was stunned. Was this kind of service even available? The hot water was over her shoulders. Qi Guanlan rolled up his sleeves, picked up a white towel, and prepared to serve her bath.
Wen Ruo coughed, "I'm hungry! Is your breakfast good too?"
Qi Guanlan's lips twitched, and he nodded.
After he left, Wen Ruo closed her eyes and sighed comfortably. There were rustling sounds and the aroma of sesame soup coming from outside the screen.
She woke up with a start, "I actually fell asleep!"
Wen Ruo's stomach rumbled. She looked down and saw several red marks on her waist and abdomen. She frowned, quickly wiped her body, and put on her undergarments.
When Qi Guanlan arrived, she was almost fully dressed. When Wen Ruo saw him reach out, she slightly flinched, "I can tie it myself!"
He grabbed the ribbon below and shook it, his expression stubborn.
Wen Ruo compromised and submitted to his service.
With his belt tied and his arm slipped through his sleeve, Wen Ruo glanced casually at his lowered head and noticed faint teeth marks under his collar, silently telling the story of how absurd the previous night had been.
Outside the door, a tender and poignant melody played on a pipa, telling untold stories. The madam's untimely chuckle broke her silence. She lowered her gaze. "Are you all so considerate and attentive?"
Qi Guanlan paused. Was she curious? She applied a little force and, after some twists and turns, finally got it on.
Wen Ruo frowned. "I take back what I just said!"
Thoughtfulness is genuine, but true thoughtfulness is clumsiness.
Wen Ruo touched behind her ear; it was alright.
After she finished her breakfast, she was about to get up when someone grabbed her sleeve. Wen Ruo turned around, her eyes crinkling with a smile as she pointed at herself, then shyly turned her face away, her ear tips turning red. She was very easy to understand.
Wen Ruo stared at him intently, lost in thought for a moment.
Not getting what he wanted, he lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes fluttering uneasily, as if hurt by her hesitation.
illusion!
It's normal for eyes to look alike. She couldn't possibly be so unlucky as to sleep with Qi Guanlan, a complete stranger and half-brother. Luckily, she disguised herself, otherwise she would have been doomed.
Relieved, she thought for a moment that the son of a heartless man wouldn't sell himself into prostitution, but she was still somewhat uneasy. "Is your surname Chu?"
He shook his head.
"Your surname is Meng? Are you from Qingzhou?"
He still shook his head.
Wen Ruo breathed a sigh of relief. "If I come, I will look for you."
Upon hearing this, he immediately smiled and saw her out.
As soon as Wen Ruo left, Qi Guanlan immediately took off his mask, breathed a sigh of relief, rolled over on the bed, rested his head on his arms, and closed his eyes to relax. "She recognized me?"
Before he could even feel happy for a moment, he frowned again and muttered to himself, "But why did she ask those questions? Could it be that she's pretending not to know me?"
Or are you trying to mislead me?
"What exactly does that mean?"
After leaving the brothel, Qi Guanlan changed back into his original identity. Xiao Shunzi ran over with a bitter face, "Did we get caught?"
Xiao Shunzi pinched his fingertips, "Almost, but luckily I'm clever enough to fool the princess. Young master, what did you do last night?"
"Arrest them!"
A hint of suspicion flashed across Xiao Shunzi's face. The young master personally arrested him?
who?
Wen Ruo changed back into her original attire, dressed in blue, her hair neatly styled into a flower bun. Mr. Yi followed behind, placing two fingers tightly together on her wrist, "This medicine is truly wicked, a genius."
"It's alright, it will be resolved after today."
Wen Ruo withdrew her hand and prepared to leave, but Mr. Yi blocked her way. "Did you see Qi Guanlan last night?"
Wen Ru shook her head.
"Then you're lucky. I was caught by him on the road. He thought I was gay and insisted on treating me to a meal."
He half-jokingly remarked, "With such sharp eyesight, why doesn't he become a constable?"
Wen Ruo was deeply moved, and Mr. Yi laughed heartily, "Have you thought it through? Shall we remove the curse?"
Wen Ruo was stunned for a moment, but ultimately shook her head.
"A master-disciple relationship formed halfway through life is not as good as one that involves offering tea and formally becoming a disciple."
"Please, sir, deliver a message to the Gu residence for me!"
Mr. Yi took the envelope and left with a sigh.
At the entrance of Dali Temple, Wen Ruo had just arrived when Sun Changfeng immediately lowered his head and avoided her gaze.
Sun Yueyou was just coming out when she saw the two of them. A smug look flashed in her eyes, and she asked knowingly, "Brother, what's your relationship? Why is she with you?"
Wen Ruo glanced at him, and Sun Changfeng, filled with shame, shouted, "Shut up!"
Sun Yueyou thought he was shy and teased him, "What's there to be shy about? Where is Prince Anping? Doesn't he owe me an apology? Yesterday's scene scared me half to death."
"Apologize?" Wen Ruo's lips curled up. "Miss Sun has truly broadened my horizons. I have certainly learned something new."
Sun Yueyou was stunned. "What do you mean?"
"You were only released after Mother confessed to her crimes. What do you think this is?" Sun Changfeng was speechless in front of Wen Ruo, wishing he had never met Fu Jingjiang. He thought his fifth sister wouldn't have gone to such lengths.
They initially thought Fu Jingjiang had gone to the wrong place, but it turned out to be a carefully planned scheme.
Sun Yueyou looked up in disbelief, staring directly at Sun Changfeng's ashen face. Her expression froze, and she grabbed Sun Changfeng urgently, "Brother, you're joking, aren't you?"
She shook her head repeatedly, only saying "impossible."
Someone else came over, but Wen Ruo wasn't in the mood to lecture her, so she turned and left. Sun Yueyou pounced on her like a madwoman, yelling, "It must be you! I'm not done with you!"
"Sun Yueyou, when are you going to stop making a scene!"
Fu Jingjiang quickly grabbed her hand, "I'm sorry."
Sun Yueyou's eyes were bloodshot, her gaze as vicious as if it had been coated with poison, and she didn't even bother to hide it anymore.
Wen Ruo glanced at the three of them with a complicated expression, then stood far away and said coldly, "Sun Yueyou, don't get any wild ideas."
"I'm not finished with you!"
The color drained from Sun Yueyou's face instantly. She looked at her two sides in horror. One was her twin brother, and the other was the man she loved most. "What do you want to do!"
"I have no attachments, don't you think?"
Sun Yueyou's eyes flickered, her teeth chattering from the shock of the thought in her mind. She stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word, before her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Sun Changfeng caught her. "I'm sorry."
Fu Jingjiang glanced at the two of them calmly, then changed his demeanor and asked with concern, "Are you alright? You seem very cold."
Sun Changfeng kept his mouth shut.
Wen Ruo coughed a few times, "It's alright, let's let it go for now for Aunt Fu's sake. Young Master Fu, you'd better keep a close eye on your fiancée and don't let her appear in front of me, or I won't care about your feelings next time."
Fu Jingjiang's expression was slightly unpleasant, and his narrow eyes were filled with gloom.
And so it is.
She kept ruining her plans. It was one thing that Sun Yueyou didn't get rid of her, but she shouldn't have taken the carrier pigeon.
He only discovered that Wen Ruo was an expert in disguise when he pretended to be a chess player.
Looking at it this way, it's clear that all his scheming was only because Xi You was a fake, which allowed Wen Ruo to profit, gain Rong Jing's favor, and grow closer to Qi Guanlan.
How did Wen Ruo discover that Xi You was an imposter?
Or perhaps she is Xi You, which is why she was able to find the deceased's identity and rescue Rong Jing.
Therefore, the woman who resembled the deceased that he first encountered at the back door of the shop while following Qi Guanlan was likely also her in disguise.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
She was actually a disciple of Tao Qianzhang.
Since he couldn't have it all, he clenched his fists, a flash of murderous intent crossing his eyes.
Wen Ruo was completely unaware of this. "I still need to give a statement. You can take her away!"
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