Chapter 248 World Ten (Nineteen)
The plump and round beads are strung together with silver transparent silk thread and hung on the bow of the black-sailed boat.
The bead curtains had been fully drawn up, but Chu Boyu gently raised his hand, and the soft ties slowly fluttered down. The bead curtains clashed with each other, making a crisp, crackling sound.
Bao Shan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her cheeks were flushed with a beautiful crimson color. She lowered her head gently, staring at Chu Boyu's chest. Her soft voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum: "Your Majesty... This servant can't move..."
The hand with scorching temperature that was lying across the waist of the treasure fan, whose owner was anyone else but Chu Boyu.
Zhu Boyu is the king, the master, while Baoshan is the minister, the servant.
Therefore, even though the heat on her waist made Baoshan blush and she wanted to bury her head deep in her chest, she still didn't dare to refute Chu Boyu. She could only weakly ask him to take his hand away so that she could stand up.
Chu Boyu really fulfilled Baoshan's wish and let go of her slender waist. But the next moment, the pearl curtain that was originally behind Baoshan suddenly appeared before her eyes.
Under Baoshan was the boat plank covered with fox fur.
This is a red fox skin, the color is so crimson that it almost burns people's eyes. It looks like a blazing fire, or a gorgeous red flower blooming on a branch.
Baoshan lay timidly on the red fox skin, and its fair skin looked even whiter and more dazzling, confusing people's minds.
Bao Shan was completely unaware of her delicate appearance at the moment. She opened her misty eyes, which were full of confusion.
Baoshan seemed unaware that he had found himself lying on the deck.
Chu Boyu's broad palm no longer caressed Bao Shan's slender waist. Instead, it slowly rose and rested on Bao Shan's rouge-smeared cheek.
Those beautiful eyes, filled with water, seemed as if they would overflow with water at the next moment.
Under the caress of Chu Boyu's fingertips, Baoshan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and the tears in her eye sockets also spun gently.
Chu Boyu leaned over and placed a light kiss on those eyes that were as bright as gems.
Chu Boyu liked these eyes, as they seemed to contain the most beautiful things in the world - pure, kind, without a trace of filth. But what Chu Boyu liked more was that these watery eyes, like rippling blue waves, reflected his figure.
It seemed as if Chu Boyu was Baoshan's world, the fragile Baoshan, and the only person she could trust and rely on.
Seeing that those beautiful eyes were completely occupied by his figure, a rare feeling of satisfaction emerged and spread in Chu Boyu's chest.
After kissing those eyes, Chu Boyu did not stop and pulled away.
The thin lips slowly moved down, across the upturned nose and the delicate and smooth cheeks, and finally, the thin lips found their home.
Chu Boyu pressed his lips against the soft part of the treasure fan. Just the simple closeness of their skin made Chu Boyu feel very happy.
Even though it was not the first time that Chu Boyu was so close to her, Baoshan still seemed extremely shy.
Her soft body nestled in Chu Boyu's arms, her eyes as pure and innocent as a baby animal's, her pair of crimson lips glistening with water from being kissed.
When they separated again, both of them were breathing unsteadily and were filled with affection.
Chu Boyu got a chance to rest for a moment, then leaned over again. He pressed his lips against those soft lips like flower petals, as if he was kissing a piece of sweet and delicious honey.
"Why don't you speak?"
When asked this by Chu Boyu, Baoshan was panicked for a moment, but didn't know what to say.
The fact that the two of them were so close had made Baoshan's head dizzy, as if he was soaking in warm water, and he could no longer think clearly about anything.
Bao Shan could only speak softly: "Your Majesty, I don't know..."
I don't know what to say.
But the moment his lips opened, Chu Boyu no longer cared about what Bao Shan said. He held her fragrant lips, exchanged breaths, and carefully touched the softness. After Chu Boyu slowly adapted, he began to entangle his lips with her.
Items like honey can be found everywhere on vendors’ stalls in the capital.
It not only tastes sweet, but also captures people's attention.
Once the honey melts in your mouth, you can’t stop.
He could only watch the silver threads intertwined and the water gleaming brightly, until the honey turned into sugar water and he swallowed it all into his stomach, and then he finally stopped.
Baoshan could no longer utter a complete sentence and could only respond to Chu Boyu in a vague voice.
The sound of kissing echoed in the black-covered boat, and it was hard to tell whether it was joy or shame and anger.
The precious fan, whose body was almost melted by Chu Boyu's kiss, was no longer as pure as usual. Instead, her eyes were full of seduction. She hesitantly called out "Your Majesty," begging Chu Boyu not to do such intimate things, even though they were in a black-sailed boat.
But not far away is Chujiang Bridge, where there is a bustling crowd of people.
If someone listens carefully, they can hear the strangeness of the black-sailed boat swaying on the river.
But Baoshan didn't know that her voice was originally soft and gentle, and now that Chu Boyu had kissed her for a long time, her throat had a seductive hoarseness.
Baoshan was weak and frail, and could only cling to Chu Boyu.
Her soft hands caressed Chu Boyu's shoulders, and her cat-like pleading only softened Chu Boyu's heart for a moment.
A breeze blew, and the black-sailed boat swayed gently.
The red shirt was thin, barely covering her fair skin and delicate bones.
The precious fan was like a thin willow branch, with its slender arms climbing around Chu Boyu's body.
The dancers of the Jiaofangsi have very flexible bodies due to years of dancing practice, and Baoshan is the best among them.
Her fair skin rested on Chu Boyu's slightly cool chest, and she couldn't help but tremble and subconsciously stepped back.
But how could Chu Boyu let the precious fan retreat even a little? He stretched out his long arms and supported the soft body of the precious fan.
The sight of her holding a child like this made Baoshan feel even more ashamed and angry.
But Baoshan's entire body was wrapped around Chu Boyu, leaving her nowhere to hide. She could only close her eyes and avoid looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her.
On both sides of the river, there are rows of willow trees standing here, and their slender branches are fluttering in the wind.
The willow branches hanging from the tree were originally straight. But the twigs looked slender, yet they were extremely flexible. On the Chujiang Bridge, someone casually broke off a willow branch, gently bent it, and it folded easily.
Then bend the willow branches to the left and right, stretch them into a straight line, and let them withstand rain and wind, which is a rare sight to see.
Willow branches are not the only ones that are fragile and slender.
The precious fan lay in Chu Boyu's arms, as soft as a boneless object, more like a snake than a willow branch.
But even if it is a snake, it is a beautiful-looking, fangless Teng snake.
But Chu Boyu did not want to imagine the precious fan as a snake. He wanted to imagine it as a slender vine, a cluster of morning glories blooming in the corner of the wall, timid but extremely lovable.
There was clearly no wind or rain, but the bead curtain at the bow of the boat was rustling and crackling, as if it was covering up some noise.
Tonight's fireworks were truly magnificent. A dazzling display of light bathed her skin, as white as mutton-fat jade, with faint traces of red dotting it.
The dazzling fireworks, one after another, attracted the attention of everyone on the Chujiang Bridge, and naturally no one noticed the black-sailed boat swaying on the river surface in the breeze.
The boat rocked gently, and the bead curtain swayed with it.
An arm as white as jade stretched out from the black-sailed boat.
The round beads, pressed on the arm, leave a mark of fullness.
Such a scene seems like the whole world is filled with noisy scenes.
Only in this black-sailed boat is there a quiet place.
The pearl curtain cannot hide the beautiful woman's jade arms. What a charming picture it must be.
But the arms quickly stretched out from the black-sailed boat and were grasped by the other hand.
The skin is also fair, but the previous one is like the bright moonlight, and the one covering it is like the cold frost in winter, which complements each other.
A faint sound was heard from the black-sailed boat.
"Your Majesty... please spare me..."
Then came the sound of soft sobbing.
The man's gentle yet helpless voice rang out again: "For the last time..."
One last kiss, one last intimacy.
But Baoshan obviously refused to believe it, sobbing and accusing Chu Boyu: "Your Majesty is lying, time and time again, there is no end to it..."
Until the fireworks stopped, the crowd on Chujiang Bridge had dispersed.
Only then did the sharp-eyed child discover the black-sailed boat floating on the river.
But the child obviously could not see the scene in the black-sailed boat. His entire mind was drawn to the pearly dress on the river.
The child tugged at the hem of his parents' clothes, his tone full of excitement: "Dad, Mom, the fairy's dress has fallen into the water!"
Young children often listen to their mothers telling strange stories, and it is said that there are fairies in the sky.
The sky is lonely and boring, so the fairies will sneak out of the heavenly palace and play in the mortal world.
They wear glowing dresses, are beautiful, and kind-hearted, and often help poor people.
When the child saw the dress on the water, he naturally thought that it was the fairy's dress.
But the child's parents obviously thought he was talking nonsense. They didn't even look at the place the child was pointing. They pulled the child's hand and left.
The crowd dispersed and the surroundings became extremely quiet. The child's innocent words naturally fell into Baoshan's ears.
Her cheeks were stained pink, and she hid timidly in Chu Boyu's arms, her eyes full of worry.
"If someone finds out, Your Majesty, what should we do?"
Chu Boyu tucked Bao Shan's messy hair behind her ears, pecked her ear tip, and said in a deep voice, "No one will notice."
Although Baoshan was worried, she believed that Chu Boyu would not lie to her.
Baoshan's cheeks flushed, as if she had thought of something, and she silently added in her heart: Except for...such embarrassing things, Chu Boyu will not break his promise, but in other matters, Chu Boyu will definitely not lie to her. After all, the emperor's promise is as good as gold.
Chu Boyu hugged Baoshan's waist tightly, and his heart softened when he thought about the traces of his breath and traces all over the waist.
Chu Boyu did not explain to Baoshan. After the fireworks ended, he had already sent guards to disperse everyone. No one would stay on the Chujiang Bridge, and naturally no one would find the two of them in the black-sailed boat.
But Chu Boyu did not want to explain these things to Baoshan.
It was because Chu Boyu suddenly discovered that the precious fan, which had become cautious due to being frightened, was pitiful and lovely in a different way.
With fingers as delicate as bamboo shoots, she gently parted the beaded curtain, and the precious fan timidly peeked out. After confirming that there was indeed no one on the bridge, she stretched out her arms and struggled to reach the dress on the river surface. The dress was sprinkled with a fine layer of phosphorus powder, so that in the moonlight, it emitted a soft and bright glow.
Chu Boyu directly lifted the pearl curtain, which made Bao Shan exclaim: "Your Majesty, how can you do this..."
What should I do if someone sees me in disheveled clothes?
But Chu Boyu didn't care much. He pulled the treasure fan into his arms and coaxed her softly, "Why did you pick up that dress?"
The dress that fell into the river had already been soaked by the water, and it would definitely be unwearable if it was picked up.
Even if Baoshan was willing to wear a wet dress, it was in tatters. The collar and the hem that covered her calves were torn into rags. How could she change into it?
Baoshan explained timidly, "I've only heard of people setting off lanterns on the river, but I've never heard of people throwing clothes on the water... If someone picked it up tomorrow, there would inevitably be all sorts of gossip..."
The water surface, the clothes...what else can we talk about? Naturally, the spring scenery is boundless and arouses people's imagination.
Chu Boyu was slightly stunned, but when he realized Baoshan's delicate and lovely thoughts, he couldn't help but laugh.
This made Bao Shan feel even more embarrassed. She said lightly, "Your Majesty... why are you laughing at me again..."
Chu Boyu coaxed her: "Don't worry, I'll have someone pick up the dress, and no one will talk about it."
After hearing this, Baoshan softened and snuggled into Chu Boyu's arms, feeling at ease.
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