0064 Flower-patterned Robe (Part 3)
The inner room was dark, with no lights on and only a water mirror tilted on the dressing table reflecting a pale moonlight.
Zhan Yaoguang stepped over, placed Shu Fu on the dressing table, and was about to press his face down to kiss her again when she reached out a hand and covered his chest to stop him, her breath coming in short gasps: "I can't kiss you anymore, I can't breathe."
The boy pursed his lips, holding back the lingering sweetness, his nose twitching slightly. He felt that the sweet scent of osmanthus still lingered around her, which was annoying and bothersome.
He placed his palm on her soft cheek, his thumb rubbing against her eyelids, and whispered, "I haven't kissed you enough yet."
"Huh?" Shu Fu was taken aback.
His tone was indifferent, and the half of his face illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window also exuded a calm and straightforward quality, not at all like he was being coquettish.
But she didn't agree, and he didn't actually kiss her. He just lightly and casually rubbed the tender flesh of her lips with his lip liner.
Shu Fu felt as if she had been stung in the chest, and she couldn't bring herself to refuse. She could only say to him, "Then let's kiss for a little while longer, but you're not allowed to bite me."
Zhan Yaoguang gave a soft "hmm," and in the gloomy night, he leaned in reverently and carefully. Just before he was about to kiss her, Shu Fu suddenly stopped him with her hand and said, "Wait a little longer. Could you go and turn on the lamp? I can't see your face clearly."
"...I'll go later."
He leaned down and took her in his mouth, licking open the girl's soft lips, which she hadn't had time to defend herself.
The wind rustled through the bamboo groves, its gentle patter like a fine rain, plunging the world into a profound silence, leaving Shu Fu with only the sound of her own blood flowing through her veins.
The pressure on her lips was very light, as if he were eating an extremely rare sweet pill, wanting to savor every bit of it. As a result, her lips became soft and weak, her bones slowly melted, and her two drooping legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist.
In the dim light, she could almost see him swallowing saliva, and a bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart again.
Shu Fu couldn't help but gently scrape his Adam's apple with her fingertip, and sure enough, her fingertip trembled. The boy also pulled away from her lips, looking at her with glistening eyes, breathing slightly heavily.
The girl pursed her lips, a slight pain rising within her; he had indeed bumped into her.
Shu Fu turned her head to one side, but Zhan Yaoguang immediately turned it back.
He kissed the tip of her nose, then pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth, and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry..."
Shu Fu then poked his cheek with her finger and asked, "Are you still angry?"
Zhan Yaoguang was stunned, then retorted, "I'm not angry."
The girl stared at his face for a while, and although she couldn't see it very clearly, she could roughly guess his expression.
She reached out and hugged his neck, burying her face in his neck and chuckling, "Do you know what your expression was like just now? It was like it was raining."
Zhan Yaoguang pulled her into his arms and murmured, "I'm not angry... really, I never lie."
Even if she's angry, she's angry at herself. If he had done enough, she wouldn't have come to a place like this. In the end, it's because he's not likable enough.
“Aren’t you going to ask me why I came here?” Shufu suddenly asked.
Zhan Yaoguang's heart clenched suddenly, and a wave of pain washed over him. He quickly said, "You...you didn't come here willingly. You were brought here by someone else, right?"
"...It's okay if it's not right, just don't tell me anymore, I don't want to know at all, please..." My heart is about to be crushed by you.
He was somewhat incoherent, and suddenly remembered the sound of Dai Shufu giving a reward to her husband outside the door, so he casually came up with a reason to make him feel better.
To my surprise, she actually looked up and asked in astonishment, "How did you know?"
The girl's warm and vibrant breath brushed against his neck; when she relaxed, he could live; when she tightened, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
The boy involuntarily held his breath, quietly awaiting her verdict.
"The person outside the door just now is my best confidante. She heard about Liang Zhiyan's situation and felt indignant on my behalf. She wanted me to vent my feelings, so she brought me here. She meant well, but I really never intended to take another young man as my mistress."
Shu Fu finished speaking and waited for a while, but didn't hear Zhan Yaoguang's voice. She was a little dissatisfied, so she gently kicked him with her toe: "Why aren't you saying anything?"
The boy seemed to snap out of his daze and abruptly moved away from her.
With a heat source gone, Shu Fu suddenly felt the pale moonlight on the ground was cold, and she felt quite uncomfortable.
She remained seated at the dressing table, her gaze following Zhan Yaoguang. She watched as he pulled out a tinderbox from somewhere and lit the unlit lamps in the room.
As he moved, the flickering candlelight illuminated the room. When the last lamp was lit, Zhan Yaoguang returned to her side and, taking her by surprise, kissed her cheek hard.
"Okay, now you can look at me."
Shufu's gaze swept over his face, then deliberately looked away: "I don't want to look now."
Zhan Yaoguang moved closer to her gaze and said earnestly, "I didn't want to turn on the lamp just now because I was afraid I would cry in front of you, that would be too embarrassing..."
Shu Fu lowered her eyes to meet his gaze, about to say something, when there was a knock on the door. The two of them looked up at the door at the same time.
Thinking back to the farce that had just happened, with almost everyone assuming he was the new male prostitute in the building, Zhan Yaoguang figured the person who had come was most likely looking for him. So he said to Shu Fu, "I'll go out and take a look."
He walked to the door, opened it, and a pimp who only reached his shoulder grinned at him, his eyes narrowing as he said, "Young master, you are very lucky. The young lady inside is of noble status. If you serve her well tonight, the brothel will not shortchange you in the future."
Zhan Yaoguang nodded vaguely in agreement, but in his heart he thought that once it was dawn the next day, he would leave this so-called Kuai Zai Pavilion. Who cared about any advantages or disadvantages?
“There’s only one thing,” the pimp said, his expression suddenly turning grim. “That young lady is young and innocent. You mustn’t take advantage of her pretty face and harbor any thoughts of climbing the social ladder or doing anything filthy. Madam Li has warned us that if you get that young lady pregnant tonight, our entire Kuai Zai Pavilion will be doomed.”
He gave a wink to someone behind him, and a servant in plain clothes immediately understood, raising a sunflower-shaped plate above his head, in which was placed a bamboo cup filled with dark, murky medicine.
The pimp said, "Young man, take this inside and find an excuse to coax the young lady into drinking it. Then we can both be worry-free."
After finishing his instructions, the tortoise led his servant away.
Zhan Yaoguang closed the door, leaned against the wall, raised the rim of the cup to his nose, and took a gentle sniff. A bitter, astringent smell hit him.
What kind of nonsense is this? Whether this dark, bitter stuff has any contraceptive effect is another matter, but it's definitely harmful to your health.
He was a little confused. Wasn't this place supposed to cater exclusively to female customers? How come it turned out that women were the ones eating this filthy stuff?
They can produce contraceptive pills for men even in the southern border regions, so he doesn't believe that the prosperous Chang'an of the Dali era can't.
The boy pondered for a moment, then walked to a tung tree planted inside the house and poured all the medicinal juice into the soil.
He had promised Afu he wouldn't put it in, and he would never break his promise. Besides, he had already taken contraceptive pills; these harmful substances should have been used by him, and Afu had better not touch a single drop.
Zhan Yaoguang poured out the medicine and placed the Jianzhan on the mirror stand. Almost at the same time, Shu Fu called out to him from inside the room: "Feifei, come quickly, I found something interesting."
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