Chapter 75
The intertwining of lips and teeth brought out the secret wishes between lovers. She thought that it was probably not easy for him to have such a moment, so she should not dwell on it any longer.
So, after a moment of lingering, she pushed him away and gently leaned on his shoulder.
He panted for a while, filled with resentment for not getting what he wanted. He pressed his head against hers and continued to pursue her until he touched the corner of her lips again and kissed her until she fell on the brocade couch.
He was already confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. He knew he should stop, but he bit her tender lips like poison going down his throat, and he was happy to do it.
But Qingning pushed him again when he was trembling and hooking his belt, which was a clear rejection.
He let go of her, lowered his head against her neck and panted.
The beating of her heart in her chest was like a drum, thumping and vibrating beneath her ears, but she was sober and rational, so he could no longer force her to do anything she didn't want to do.
Que Ming lowered his head and finally closed his eyes to listen to her heartbeat quietly for a while, then stood up and left to call for water.
Yue Qingning was still lying on the bed, staring at the bed board, unable to come back to her senses. She was sober and knew that Que Ming was probably unwilling to show off his sexuality, and he didn't want anyone to touch his body, especially her.
Everything about him should be open, honest, clean and tidy.
Even on this last night, he was willing to reveal everything to her because of his love, but she selfishly didn't want him to do anything he was unwilling to do.
So she could only push him away, leaving his trembling hand with the last bit of room.
Sure enough, he went along with it and left, looking relieved just as she had expected.
When Qingzhu brought the hot water into the room, she saw the two of them sitting there awkwardly, both with blushing faces, as if they had done something but didn't seem to have come to their senses. She was really at a loss, so she ran through the lady's dowry and found the fire avoidance map.
In her eyes, Madam had done a lot for Que Ming, so Que Ming should at least repay her a little! Even if she couldn't do it, she could still learn and serve Madam, right? Men don't have to be good at anything, right?
Thinking of this, she called Master Xiaoyue to the door of the room before leaving and deliberately stuffed the booklet into his arms.
Que Ming didn't know what it was and wanted to turn it over to look at it, but Qingzhu quickly pressed his hand down.
"We don't expect you to be able to serve our lady well, but at least you can read a book and learn a little, right?"
After hearing this, Que Ming froze in his tracks, turning the pages of the book. His lips trembled as he asked, "This... is this what Madam meant?"
Qingzhu was furious and glared at him.
"Master Xiaoyue, please be alert!" After saying that, he bowed and walked out of the room, closing the door.
Que Ming stood at the door for a moment, and finally could not bear the heavy weight in his palm any longer, so he held a corner of the book under the lamp, and saw a picture of two intertwined little people hugging each other. His face turned red.
"Que Ming."
When the lady in the inner chamber called him, he seemed startled, clasping the books together and stuffing them into his sleeves, and replied with his hands behind his back, "I'm here."
Yue Qingning walked over from the inner room and saw that he was at a loss and his face was flushed. He glanced at him strangely and asked.
"But what did Qingzhu say?"
He shook his head quickly, "No...nothing."
He answered with a guilty conscience and an awkward expression. Yue Qingning thought that Qingzhu was lecturing him behind his back again. He sighed and shook his head, then went to take a bath in the side porch.
Seeing him pause, Yue Qingning thought for a while and turned back to comfort him.
"Queming, there's no need for you to do anything, just be normal."
She thought his words were a comfort, but she didn't expect that to someone who was paying attention it would sound like another push away. He was also a little confused, wondering what the meaning of this repeated getting closer and moving further away was?
However, a faint sound of water could be heard from the other side, so he had no choice but to go out to the side room to take a shower. After returning, he sat at the head of the bed and waited quietly for her to finish washing.
The maids coming and going were probably applying some perfume to her. It was unexpected that women had to go through so many complicated steps. No wonder the fragrance on her body was so dense and rich, like a cloud covering his head, gentle yet powerful.
He thought about what he was going to do in court tomorrow, and he realized that he must not implicate his teacher's family, and must not implicate her when the emperor was furious.
I should write a letter of divorce and cut off all ties with her from now on. This is the only way to truly protect her.
But after spreading out the paper and grinding the thick ink, he couldn't continue writing.
My chest is filled with sadness, and my hands feel as if they weigh a hundred pounds. I can't lift the pen to write anything that has nothing to do with the two.
As he walked to this day, all he saw was the scorching and dazzling sun. He was like a plant, trying hard to grow in its direction. Even if his roots were in the dirty and dark underground, his head would always follow its direction, basking in the light.
In this case, how can I bear to let her go or make her sad?
But I won't write it. Her life is in danger. The sword hanging over her head can kill him, but it can't hurt her at all.
He lowered his eyes and wrote quietly, like a cold stone, writing this letter of divorce without any emotion. But after he finished writing, he touched the corner of his jaw, and warm tears flowed down his face unknowingly.
Thinking that she would make a fuss after seeing it, Que Ming quickly picked up the letter, folded it, and placed it under her pillow.
He pressed down hard with both hands, making sure that she would not be able to see it tonight. The scattered, bitter sea water seemed to gradually rise up and drown his heart, and he could not help shedding two tears.
But Qingning came out quickly, wiped his eyes, turned around and blew out the candle beside him.
Yue Qingning's bright future suddenly became dark. She was about to call for help in panic, but her hands were held by Duanduan, who led her step by step towards the bed.
She wanted to say don't make things difficult for yourself, but at the moment, perhaps because of the quietness brought by the stillness, the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them at all.
Fortunately, Que Ming understood her. After helping her onto the bed, he also got into the quilt without saying anything. He was so quiet as if he was about to fall asleep.
Yue Qingning wanted to say something else, but her mind was full of how to save him. Before she could think of a way out, it was difficult for her to even open her mouth.
Until the moon was high in the sky, the two of them remained silent, thinking that the other had fallen asleep.
Que Ming suddenly sat up quietly and opened the gauze curtain.
He didn't leave, perhaps because he was afraid of what he would face tomorrow.
Yue Qingning looked at his thin back, which was so frail in the moonlight, even the edges were slightly covered with a layer of arc light, and he looked so lonely as if he was about to disappear in the moonlight.
She suddenly wanted to hug him.
Thinking of this, she quietly lifted the quilt and moved towards him. However, just as her fingers were about to touch his back, a heavy gasp suddenly came from the back of this selfless and god-like figure in front of her.
Yue Qingning was so scared that she shrank back when she tried to touch his hand.
At first, she didn't understand why he was panting, until the curtain began to shake more and more with his movements, spreading on the gauze curtain like ripples on water.
He began to call her in a very low voice, mixing the word "Miss" like a sob, chewing it gently between his lips and teeth.
The lustful swallowing and exhaling sounded like explosions in her ears. Yue Qingning breathed rapidly, her face flushed, and she bit her lips, not knowing how to respond.
She thought she should hit him with a pillow. Such a reckless act was really against etiquette, but she then thought of her own status. They were husband and wife, and it seemed that these nights that were not presentable were supposed to be like this.
The waves on the curtain became more and more turbulent. Hearing his heavy breathing, Yue Qingning wanted to escape and avoid this place, but she was also getting weaker and weaker. A source of heat suddenly appeared on the spine supporting her waist, and it moved up and down all over her body.
Now she finally understood Que Ming. He was no different from other men. The difference was that he was her Que Ming.
After realizing this, she closed her eyes and ignored everything else. She threw herself softly over and hugged his neck.
Que Ming froze instantly. He should have been thinking of something to say to save this embarrassing situation, but Yue Qingning slithered into his arms like a snake, clinging to his neck. Her lips, which melted at the touch of a finger, pressed tightly against his and couldn't be released for a moment.
He felt dizzy and had no time to think about anything. She held his neck and fell into the gauze curtain.
It was the first time for both of them to express their emotions passionately. They had no rules and no reason. They just kept sucking the sweetness from the overlapping lips and tongues, and they both looked embarrassed when they separated.
Que Ming at least still had some common sense and thought that he must not crush the young lady, but Yue Qingning was so dizzy that she could not distinguish reality. She only saw that his jade-like cheeks were flushed red, which did not look good. Even a few strands of his hair fell down when he was pulling it, and fell on her face, making circles and itching her.
"Que Ming."
She cried out softly, with a gasp as if she hadn't caught her breath yet, and hooked her hands around his neck, trying to get closer.
At that moment, he was filled with regret and didn't want to let go even more.
With resentment and regret, he decided not to pretend to be a gentleman anymore. He easily tore off his clothes with his hands and threw himself off the bed.
He held her hand tightly and stroked it across his body, somewhat stubbornly wanting her to see that he was no longer the skinny and bony man he used to be.
At first, he couldn't bear to let her see his shortcomings, but now he can finally let her see him openly.
Outside the gauze curtain, the moonlight was drifting. Yue Qingning blushed as she saw his arm around her waist, trapping her in his embrace so that she couldn't struggle. Only then did she realize how much he had changed over the years.
But Que Ming didn't let her marvel for long. He leaned over and quickly kissed her temples and the corners of her lips. The soft kiss filled with infinite love gradually became heavier, but she didn't feel any pain in those kissed places. Instead, it became even hotter.
The spasms running down my back kept getting worse.
Que Ming held her and called her softly, but the sound seemed to be separated by a layer of sea water, echoing in her ears, obsessively and lingeringly.
He said, "Miss, Qingning."
He said, "Queming loves you."
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