Chapter 89 Why do you like me?
The shopkeeper was a shrewd middle-aged man. Seeing that he was dressed in an elegant manner, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Sir, please come in. What can I do for you?"
The man glanced at the exquisitely packaged boxes on the shelf and said straight to the point, "I want the best contraceptives."
"Master has good taste. Our shop is the best in the capital. The nobles in various mansions all use the products of our shop."
The shopkeeper smiled broadly and lowered his voice, saying, "Although they are all top-grade, they each have their own emphasis."
He introduced them one by one. "One is made with a special balsam and some materials, which makes it looser when used. The second type has fine lines specially made to add a different meaning. The third type is the most durable and can last longer, but the material is not as warm..."
He kept emphasizing, "These are all for us men to have more fun..."
The shopkeeper was very excited when he spoke, but Xie Jinglan's brows were getting more and more furrowed.
There are so many, but not one of them mentions women's feelings, let alone is appropriate and comprehensive.
"Nothing else?" He interrupted the shopkeeper, his tone heavy.
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Master, do you want... something more special?"
"I only want to be good to women." The man's voice was cold and unyielding. "Don't hurt a woman's body. Don't mention those things that add to the fun. No!"
To liven up the atmosphere, he now has to think of ways to suppress his restlessness every day.
He paused and added, "Price is not a problem. I can pay more, as long as it's good for her."
The shopkeeper finally realized that the gentleman was actually considering the woman, and immediately bowed and said, "I understand. Please wait a moment, sir. These exquisite items are all kept in the warehouse at the back."
Having said that, he turned and went to the back hall. After a while, he came out holding an ebony box. When he opened it, he found that the box was covered with soft velvet and contained an object wrapped in jade paper.
"Look at this, sir. I took three-year-old snow mountain lamb casings, soaked them in a decoction of Poria cocos and chamomile, and then dried them nine times in the sun. This way, it won't hurt a woman's body."
Xie Jinglan nodded and didn't ask any more questions. "Wrap them all up."
The shopkeeper, with a look of guilt on his face, rubbed his hands and explained, "This kind of fine work, with its labor and materials, naturally commands a higher price. Ordinary men wouldn't be willing to spend that kind of money, so this is the only roll left in the warehouse. If you'd like to order more, you'll have to give us seven days to work on it before you pick it up."
After returning to the carriage and sitting down, Wen Ning saw an ebony box on his knees, with fine silver threads inlaid on the corners, which looked like a valuable object.
After enduring for a moment, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked softly, "My Lord, what's in this box?
Xie Jinglan couldn't help but smile as he pushed the box towards her. "Ning'er, if you want to know, just open it and take a look yourself."
Wen Ning hesitated and stretched out her hand. Seeing that the ebony box was heavy, she gently opened the lid. On a layer of moon-white soft velvet lay a roll of something wrapped in jade-colored tissue paper.
She pinched the jade-colored tissue paper roll with her fingertips, and with just a slight twist, she could feel the smoothness and shape of the object inside.
As if by magic, the paper scroll opened under her fingers, revealing the object wrapped inside.
It is a neatly rolled sheep intestine, with a light beige color, and a faint scent of chamomile can be smelled.
Her heart skipped a beat, as if burned by charcoal, and she suddenly let go.
The curiosity I had just had was long gone, leaving only a heart full of shame.
Xie Jinglan looked at her like this, her eyelashes drooping so low, even her neck was pink, and the smile in his eyes could not be hidden. "It was thanks to Ning'er's reminder that I knew about this recipe."
When Xie Jinglan thought of this, he suddenly felt his palms getting hot.
If Ning'er didn't want to be close to me, she would definitely not say there was another way. Thinking this way at least proved that she was not opposed to being close to me.
This thought circled in the man's mind, like warm water melting a piece of honey, making his heart swell with sweetness.
However, the usually dignified and serious Marquis Anyuan now had a sparkling look in his eyes.
Wen Ning buried her face deeply in her cloak, revealing only half of her red ear. She stammered in frustration, "My Lord, please don't misunderstand me! I just... I just don't want you to get sick!"
Xie Jinglan's heart was even more moved when he heard this, and he couldn't help but move closer. "Oh? So Ning'er is worried about me. It shows that my Ning'er has me in her heart."
"You..." Wen Ning was left speechless by what he said, and simply moved closer to the wall of the car.
Seeing that she was really embarrassed, the man stopped teasing her, reached out to close the box, and pushed it towards the wall of the car.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms. Wen Ning struggled to hide, but he held her firmly against his chest.
All he could hear was his own heartbeat like a drum, mixed with his low laughter, as he staggered all the way to the Marquis' Mansion.
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At night, the candlelight swayed in the wind, casting the intertwined figures in the tent onto the wall.
The man's kiss went all the way down from her smooth forehead, rubbing it carefully.
Wen Ning was rubbed so hard by him that her whole body became limp, her fingertips dug into his broad back, and her hair on her temples was already wet with sweat and stuck to her flushed cheeks.
Having failed to succeed last night, the hidden anger in the man's eyes had been suppressed all night. Now it was like a tide that found an outlet, gently but turbulently engulfing her.
The woman's face flushed, her eyes blurry as she clung to his shoulders, her breathing trembling. As her passion reached its peak, the question she had hidden for so long finally came out, "My Lord...why are you so attracted to me?"
She stared at his eyes, which were so close to her, the candlelight dancing in his pupils. "Even if, even if she's not a princess... there are so many young ladies from noble families, isn't there anyone... who catches your eye?"
Xie Jinglan paused for a moment after hearing this, chuckled softly, and kissed her burning earlobe. His tone was deliberately frivolous, "Of course I was attracted by your beauty."
Wen Ning's eyelashes trembled, and the grievance that had just emerged in her heart was dispelled by his next action before it could take shape.
When she turned her head, panting, the man's nose pressed against hers, the teasing in his eyes had long faded.
"The one I love has never been someone's status, but you." He asked her in return, "Ning'er, do you think it's possible to clearly explain how much I love someone? It's like asking why the spring breeze turns the south bank of the river green, or why the autumn moon follows a returning guest. If you can explain it clearly, then it's not true..."
When Wen Ning heard this, she felt a layer of sourness in her heart. Her slender jade fingers climbed up his sweaty neck, and instantly ignited the fire in his eyes that had just been suppressed.
Xie Jinglan gasped softly and was about to lean over to deepen the kiss, but his movements suddenly stopped.
He closed his eyes and a deep sigh escaped from his throat.
His fingertips caressed the delicate skin of her slender waist. His strength, acquired from military training, always seemed particularly reckless at such times. The thing he had just found in the shop was as thin as a cicada's wing, and he accidentally broke it.
These toys favored by scholars and literati were exquisite, but they could not withstand the tossing and turning he did.
His eyes darkened, and just as he was about to withdraw, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist.
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