Chapter 53 If he could endure it, he wouldn't be a normal man!
Since she doesn't want her reputation anymore?
If he can still tolerate that, then he's not a normal man.
Anyway, things like self-discipline, adherence to propriety, and the gentlemanly conduct...
It all vanished long ago because of that little vixen, Qian Yueshu.
"Shu'er...you asked for this." The man's voice carried a hint of danger.
He could no longer restrain himself. One large hand gripped her slender waist, pressing her closer to him, while the other hand unhesitatingly slipped inside her slightly loosened clothes due to her sitting posture.
My fingertips touched that soft, smooth skin.
He used an almost punitive force.
Qian Yueshu's body went limp instantly, melting into his arms like a spring breeze!
The carriage continued its steady journey, the rumbling of its wheels seeming to be the most exciting accompaniment in this small world.
Inside the carriage, clothes were disheveled, and a sweet, fishy smell filled the air.
The sheer curtains swayed slightly as the vehicle moved...
Xiao Qingxuan buried his face in her neck, leaving small, bright red marks.
Qian Yueshu was already infatuated and her hands clung weakly to his broad back...
"Your Highness...don't make too much noise..." she pleaded softly in his ear.
"Who started it?" The man's eyes deepened. "Take it."
Xiao Qingxuan really knows how to strike the right balance.
He stopped just two blocks away from the porridge distribution point, saying, "I'll deal with you tonight."
He took a deep breath, helped her pull her clothes back up from her shoulder, and then haphazardly straightened his own equally disheveled robes.
Then I looked at Qian Yueshu's charmingly drunken face.
He felt he still needed to cover it up.
The man commanded in a tone that was almost imperative: "Sit still!"
Qian Yueshu obediently sat up straight, letting him clumsily tie her sash and straighten her hair.
Looking at his focused and restrained profile, the taut jawline showing that he was still trying his best to control himself, she couldn't help but feel a sweet ripple mixed with a bit of guilt in her heart.
The carriage came to a smooth stop.
They had all tidied their clothes, and the timing was perfect.
Qian Yueshu gave the man a meaningful look: "Truly a smart person, everything he does is easy for him."
"My wife is no less impressive."
Qian Yueshu was stunned for a moment.
This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he had called her "wife".
Normally, she would call him "husband" quite often.
But he never called her "Madam" or "Wife"; at most, he would say, "Moon... Darling!"
Men really are all liars.
He was shouting "No!"
But deep down, I really wanted it.
If you flatter him just once, he'll start calling you "wife."
Xiao Qingxuan calmed his breathing first, lifted a corner of the curtain on the car window, and then got out of the car first.
The moment I got off the bus.
He then reached out his hand to the woman in the car.
Qian Yueshu, holding his hand, stepped onto a footstool and gracefully got out of the car.
The moment my feet touched solid ground, I suddenly felt my body go limp, a reminder of the intense activity that had just taken place inside the carriage.
Two blushes involuntarily rose on her face, but fortunately the sunlight was strong enough to cover them up somewhat.
Xiao Qingxuan has completely regained his refined and elegant appearance.
Qian Yueshu turned her head to look at him, and her eyes met his downcast gaze.
His eyes were deep, churning with emotions she could understand.
My legs are so weak, let's see if you still dare to seduce me!
She smiled, squeezed his hand tightly, and her eyes were full of provocation.
I'm willing to seduce you, so what?
Relief point.
Qian Yueshu distributed steamed buns to the refugees, while Xiao Qingxuan served them porridge.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is very pleasing to the eye!
Moreover, the usual food given to disaster victims is mixed flour steamed buns and mixed grain porridge.
But the Crown Prince is coming today.
Therefore, Qian Yueshu had prepared steamed buns and rice porridge well in advance.
This way, the refugees will remember her and the prince's kindness even more.
Of course, their presence here today for charity is just for show.
About half an hour later, they stopped doing good deeds themselves.
but.
Qian Yueshu didn't leave either.
She set up a simple table next to the porridge distribution area.
Um!
She wanted to select some talented people to use for her own purposes.
His Highness the Crown Prince stood right next to her, offering his opinions from time to time.
Qian Yueshu calmly swept her gaze across the line of people in front of her: "Next."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
A dark-skinned man stepped forward, nervously rubbing his hands together.
"Place of origin? How did you make a living?" the Qian family servant asked as usual.
“In reply to Miss, I am from the South. My ancestors for three generations have been horse breeders.” The man’s voice was rough and had a heavy accent.
Qian Yueshu's lowered eyelashes suddenly lifted.
"Raising horses?" she repeated, her tone revealing obvious interest.
"Yes, yes! I know a little about judging horses, treating horses, breeding horses, and taming wild horses." The man seemed to realize this was an opportunity and quickly added.
Qian Yueshu nodded slightly and gestured to the servant: "Write down their names, special skills, and number of family members. Take them away and arrange for them to be placed in my fiefdom, given land and houses, and exempted from taxes for three years."
Upon hearing this, the man almost knelt down and kowtowed.
Supported by the prince's guards, she thanked them profusely and followed them down.
The selection process is ongoing.
Occasionally, one might spot a woman whose beauty cannot be concealed even in tattered clothes.
They often become even more frightened, burying their heads very low and trying to cover their faces with their disheveled hair.
Because on the road to exile, beauty often brings disaster rather than good fortune.
Qian Yueshu's gaze, however, always landed precisely on them.
“Hey you in the blue cotton jacket, raise your head.” She pointed to a figure in the group.
The woman trembled, hesitated, and slowly raised her head.
A strikingly beautiful face came into view. Though covered in dust, her features were exquisite, and her eyes, like those of a frightened fawn, held a natural timidity and fragility that evoked pity in me.
"What can you do?" Qian Yueshu asked.
The woman's voice was barely audible: "...I...I can do some embroidery, and I can also sing some folk songs from my hometown..."
Qian Yueshu looked at her quietly, without immediately expressing her opinion.
Instead, he gave Xiao Qingxuan a meaningful look: "What does the Crown Prince think?"
Xiao Qingxuan turned and left in anger.
What kind of person did she take him for?
He can like any woman?
Qian Yueshu smiled triumphantly.
She just didn't want him to see women who were attractive.
Although the woman in front of him was just a refugee.
But if I were a man, I would feel pity for him.
Prevention is better than cure!
Qian Yueshu accepted the woman as a guest, mainly because she had a distinctive beauty.
She wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she was delicate and could arouse a man's protective instincts.
If the training is done well in the future.
Qian Yueshu could place her in someone else's residence to gather information for her or to mislead the enemy.
certainly.
All of this requires the woman's consent.
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