0062 Flower-patterned Robe (Part 1)
Meanwhile, Zhan Yaoguang was alone in his room, picking up a book of poems that Shu Fu hadn't finished reading from her table and continuing to read.
In reality, these sentences were too literary for him. He could indeed understand some Central Plains characters, but not many and not very well. These verses were like heavenly script to him.
But Shuf loved reading poetry and would occasionally slip a few lines into her conversations with him.
But he couldn't understand a word.
Although Shufu never looked down on him for it, he was actually not happy.
He loved her, not just for the sake of intimacy and tenderness, but also to see what she saw, read what she read, and truly be a husband worthy of her.
In recent days, he has often read books with her, and with the help of the annotations she has made in the books, he has gradually been able to understand some of them.
As the sunset painted the sky outside the window, a line from an author named Zhang Bi, “I saw you on the Huanhua Stream, your face bright and clear, your eyebrows dark and green,” unexpectedly caught his eye.
Zhan Yaoguang was somewhat stunned. The image of Shu Fu uncontrollably appeared before his eyes. The girl stood by the water, her eyebrows like dark mountains, her face as white as a goose, and her eyes filled with misty fog. She smiled and looked at him from across the river.
The boy, his mind wandering and weary, felt as if he were in a dream. He casually covered his face with the book to block out the remaining twilight and quietly made a rather unserious wish to the heavens—
When he wakes up, let her stand beside him like this.
So I managed to steal a good night's sleep.
...
He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally woke up from his dream. In his hazy state, he glanced around and saw that the room was still pitch black, except for the wide-open window, where starlight swirled in through the deep blue breeze, casting tiny glimmers of light across the floor.
She still hasn't come back.
Zhan Yaoguang lay on the couch by the window, staring at the empty sky, feeling restless and unable to stop her mind from wandering.
The Shu family was bustling with activity today, so there probably wasn't any banquet being held. Shu Fu's annoying younger brother had gone to school, and her other sisters didn't have the same close relationship with her that would keep her up so late. What was holding her back?
After wandering in his thoughts for a long time, he suddenly had an absurd idea.
—Could it be that she has been heartbroken by her mother and has decided to run away from home?
If she was going to leave, why didn't she take him with her?
He can hunt and cook, and he can do laundry and sweep. If she takes him away, he will take good care of her no matter what.
He rejected the idea shortly after it came to mind.
He knew in his heart how much Shu Fu valued her family. Besides, all her relatives, friends, joys, sorrows, and anger over the past sixteen years had been in Chang'an; she would never easily abandon them.
After waiting for a long time, Shufu still hadn't returned.
Zhan Yaoguang was now convinced that she must have been heartbroken again by those annoying relatives, and was afraid that he would see her sad and miserable state, so she was probably hiding in some corner of the mansion and secretly shedding tears.
The images he had conjured in his mind tormented his heart, so he sat up and decided to go and find her himself.
At the same time, he secretly made a mental note of the Shu family members, preparing to plot some revenge.
Zhan Yaoguang was quite skilled. Avoiding all the servants in the mansion, he quickly searched the entire Shu residence, even the most secluded corners, but he still couldn't find Shu Fu.
He stood still, a nameless panic churning in his heart. He instinctively felt that she had left the mansion, and without hesitation, he climbed over the wall and went outside to look for her.
In fact, he was not familiar with the roads of Chang'an. After leaving Yonglefang, he was somewhat lost. Fortunately, there was no curfew in the city these days, so he followed the crowd into the most bustling area of Chang'an at night.
Fragrant breezes wafted around, the sounds of flutes and pipes filled the air, and the lights shone brightly, as if it were daytime. The voices of people around grew increasingly noisy.
His striking appearance, coupled with his single status, naturally drew attention.
Before long, a man approached him and kindly asked, "Young master, why are you wandering aimlessly on this main road? Since you've come to Pingkang Lane, why not find a wonderful place to enjoy the spring breeze?"
Zhan Yaoguang was puzzled.
"Brother, don't pretend to be so serious. I don't believe you know nothing," the man winked at him. "We've all entered the North District now, so why pretend to be so high and mighty? What I'm talking about is finding a long brothel to sit in and finding a lovely person to keep me company."
As the man spoke, he smacked his lips in reverie.
Zhan Yaoguang's mind went blank, blood rushed to his face, and he turned to leave.
He and Afu already had that kind of relationship, so he had to keep himself pure and be a clean husband.
Not to mention, before he met Afu, he had never allowed himself to become so depraved and indulgent.
In fact, in their southern border region, there was no such place at all; in his entire mind, there was no concept of men going to brothels.
"Hey—" The man stepped forward and blocked his way, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down curiously. "Why are you running? Are you really an innocent young man? Then what are you doing in this place?"
“…I don’t know. I came here because there were a lot of people,” Zhan Yaoguang said. “I came out to look for someone.”
The man seemed intrigued by this: "Who are you looking for?"
Zhan Yaoguang hesitated for a long time before finally saying slowly, "My...beloved."
"Oh...is she your wife? How long have you been married?"
Zhan Yaoguang thought for a moment, unsure how to determine his place in Shu Fu's heart. But then he realized that the man in front of him was asking him, and in his heart, Shu Fu was already his one and only wife. So he shamelessly hummed in agreement.
"We are a young couple, married not long ago, and you, my dear husband, are so handsome. You should be in the prime of your life, deeply in love. Why then do you stay out all night?"
The man's gaze swept over the man's face, then down to his lower body, revealing a look of sudden realization before turning to pity.
Zhan Yaoguang felt a chill run down her spine from the man's gaze, and felt the hairs on the back of her neck about to stand on end.
If he were in the southern borderlands, he would definitely release a few insects to play tricks on the other party, but since this was Chang'an, his tricks would be conspicuous, so he had no choice but to shake off the man's hand and try to escape quickly.
Unexpectedly, the man caught up with her again, grinning and saying, "Don't be angry, sir. I was just joking with you. In fact, I've already guessed where your wife is now."
Zhan Yaoguang didn't speak, her dark eyes staring straight at him. On the surface, she seemed unmoved, but in reality, her movements had gradually slowed down.
"If you believe me, then come with me."
The man turned and walked into the depths of a soft, red mist. Zhan Yaoguang hesitated for a moment, but then followed him.
The man led him to the second floor of the Kuai Zai Pavilion, pointed inside and said to him, "As expected, your wife should be in here. This is the only place in the entire North District that caters to female customers."
Zhan Yaoguang hesitated: "What do you mean?"
"Is that even a question?" the man said casually. "I mean, your wife is keeping male prostitutes behind your back."
The boy's expression froze for a moment, and he subconsciously retorted, "Impossible."
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. Anyway, I've brought you here. You can go in and see for yourself. I'll go to the front building and have some fun."
The man pulled the folding fan from behind his neck, sprinkled it lightly, and leisurely hummed a tune as he walked towards the front building.
Zhan Yaoguang stood in front of the building for a moment, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, a soft tinkling sound of jade pendants suddenly rang out from the overhead bridge.
He subconsciously looked up and saw a glimpse of a smoky pink skirt suddenly unfold and then disappear, like a flower stretching out under the moonlight, instantly vanishing into this so-called "female-only" building.
The boy's heart skipped a beat, then began to pound wildly.
That's Shufu's dress; he couldn't possibly mistake it.
She actually came to a place like this.
She was simply, simply—
Zhan Yaoguang's eyes stung, and a feeling of indescribable bitterness choked in his throat.
What is she anyway?
He couldn't bring himself to blame her; he could only silently question himself in his heart: how could he have disappointed her to such an extent?
When they were in bed, she acted so—
Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was trembling, and her vagina was clenched tightly, leaking so much fluid. He thought she was having fun.
If such a reaction is considered unbearable, then she's quite the actress.
But why didn't she tell him?
If she feels the time is too short, he can activate the Gu worms in his body to block the seminal vesicles and prolong the time; if she feels the size is not satisfactory, he can also find a way to make his lower body more engorged with blood.
Even if these things are physically demanding, he is willing to do them for her if she wants to, and he is always more capable than those noble young men of Chang'an.
But she still wanted to find another husband.
Zhan Yaoguang took a deep breath, barely managing to piece together her shattered heart, and stepped into the building.
He wanted to go inside to find her.
He wanted to bring her back.
He knew that a good husband shouldn't be so narrow-minded, but he liked her very much, and just thinking about the fact that she might have other husbands besides him made him green with envy.
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Suddenly, we updated
Today is Qixi Festival, right? ω
There will be another update at 11:30 PM tonight; we have to kiss, right?
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