Chapter 23 Why do you suddenly ask this?
Qing Zhui was dumbfounded. He thought the Second Master was going to pack up and return to Beijing, but this is what happened?
The eldest lady had a secret meeting with Young Master Mu, and brought back the tokens of love, and even claimed that they were relics of his mentor. The second master actually believed it and just brushed it off so lightly?
Seeing that Xie Zhili didn't seem to be planning to pursue the matter, Qing Zhui felt very disappointed and thought: The eldest lady is really good at making his second master worry about her so much!
However, he completely forgot that Yu Qinghuan was first the wife of the Ningyuan Marquisate before she had an affair with Xie Zhili.
Her relationship with Xie Zhili was not that of an ordinary man and woman, so Xie Zhili naturally could not treat her in the same way and with the same attitude as he would treat an ordinary woman.
At dinner that night, Yu Qinghuan changed into a plain white dress. When she came over, she saw Xie Zhili had been waiting at the table for a long time.
Chef Gao was very quick and quickly served three dishes and a soup to the table. Yu Qinghuan was about to pick up the bowl to scoop a spoonful of soup, but Xie Zhili, who was standing next to her, picked up the spoon before her and took the bowl from her hand.
The light of the setting sun leaked in through the window lattice, dyeing the celadon bowl on the table amber.
Xie Zhili lowered his eyes and concentrated on scooping soup. His wide sleeves with cloud patterns were stacked on his forearms. As the silver spoon knocked against the edge of the bowl, there was a clear sound. The blue veins on his forearms were faintly visible with his movements.
Yu Qinghuan followed him unconsciously.
Xie Zhili turned his bony wrist slightly and placed the full bowl of soup in front of Yu Qinghuan. "Be careful, it's hot."
Yu Qinghuan bowed his head and thanked him, "Thank you very much."
She took a sip of the soup, but her peripheral vision traced the tense lines on Xie Zhili's face as he bent his elbows, his cold white skin, and the throbbing blue veins that looked like bamboo branches outlined in light ink.
In the floating soup, she saw her own reflection on the surface, and her eyelashes trembled with the rustling sound of him adjusting his sleeves.
Last night, he used this hand to trap her on the table in front of him...
"You don't want to drink?"
Xie Zhili's voice came to her ears. Yu Qinghuan turned her head and met his dark and deep eyes.
She lowered her head and drank the soup in the bowl. The scene of last night seemed to reappear before her eyes. She gripped the spoon with her knuckles slightly tighter.
Although I was drinking the soup, I felt my throat was even more thirsty than before.
Sang Ru, who was standing by, always felt that the scene of the second master scooping soup for his wife looked so familiar.
Xie Zhili held the chopsticks in his hand, but his eyes were tracing every inch of Yu Qinghuan's body. He had previously thought that the plain dress looked very good on her, but now when he looked at this dress again, he thought of the girl next door, and it suddenly became an eyesore.
“Is the soup good?”
Yu Qinghuan nodded, "Not bad."
Xie Zhili rested his fingertips on the chopsticks, his thin lips slightly pursed, "So, do you like soup or tea?"
Yu Qinghuan almost spit out the food she had just put into her mouth. She subconsciously looked at Sang Ru, but saw that the other person also had a confused look on his face.
"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
She had only drunk tea once recently, and that was at Mu Huaian's place just now. How did Xie Zhili know about it? Was it a coincidence?
Xie Zhili took in her reaction and said, "I recently got a batch of good tea and wanted to send it to you, but I was worried that you might not like to drink it, so I asked first."
Yu Qinghuan smiled, "Thank you in advance."
Who doesn’t want good tea?
Xie Zhili sneered in his heart and ate the rice in the bowl silently, but he felt that the food in front of him had no appetite and tasted like chewing wax.
Just as they were about to finish eating, Yu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand, and placed her hand on the wrist holding the bowl. "Do you have any other plans tonight?"
They say you should strike while the iron is hot. She thought the same principle applied to offspring.
Qing Zhui who was standing aside widened his eyes. How dare the eldest lady do this? She was flirting with the young master Mu during the day, and now at night she was trying to seduce the second master.
If this old man knew about this, he would probably even overturn the coffin lid.
Yu Qinghuan didn't say it explicitly, but Xie Zhili knew what she meant and calmly moved his hand away. "I have some official business tonight."
The implication is rejection.
Yu Qinghuan was silent for a moment, then put on a gentle smile, "I originally wanted to invite you to bathe in the hot spring together..."
Xie Zhili was stunned. Taking a bath in a hot spring?
The misty hot spring pool flashed before his eyes unconsciously. Yu Qinghuan's inner clothes were wet by the water, and her eyebrows and eyes were as white as silk.
His body tensed, his Adam's apple rolled, "I..."
Yu Qinghuan changed the subject and said, "Since you have official business to attend to, forget it. I'll go by myself."
As she spoke, she picked up the chopsticks on the table and continued eating.
Xie Zhili lost the chance to speak out his words, and his eyes darkened.
Sang Ru almost laughed out loud. Let the Second Master take care of it and regret it yourself!
It’s not a big deal, her wife wouldn’t even bother to comfort her.
...
At night, the sound of howling wind could be heard outside.
Qing Zhui brought the freshly boiled medicine into the house and said, "Master, it's time to take the medicine."
Xie Zhili looked at the bowl of medicine and remembered that Yu Qinghuan had said she wanted to take a bath in the hot spring when they were having dinner just now.
"What's going on with the Madam?"
Qing Zhui was silent for a moment, then replied truthfully, "The Madam just took her maidservant to the hot springs. I think they were going to take a bath."
Xie Zhili's heart moved slightly. He finished the medicine in the bowl and sat in the house for a while. Finally, he could not sit still anymore.
At this time, Yu Qinghuan had just taken off her outer clothes and sat by the hot spring pool. She first put her fair white feet into the pool, and waited until she adapted to the water temperature before entering the pool and soaking her whole body in it.
Sang Ru, who was guarding outside, saw a figure coming towards this side from afar, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, my wife's prediction was right, the second master really came!
Following behind was a man with a sullen face.
Stopping at the door, Xie Zhili asked in a deep voice, "Is the eldest lady in there?"
Sang Ru replied: "Madam is inside..."
Before she could finish her words, Xie Zhili had already walked in with his long legs.
What caught his eye was the halo of warm yellow lanterns in the mist, dyeing the red petals floating on the water, and the beauty in the pool, wearing a white inner garment, soaking in the hot spring.
Suddenly, Yu Qinghuan tilted her neck back, her wet fingertips skimmed across the water, and she sat up from the pool. She raised her hand to tuck the wet hair behind her ears. The ends of her drooping hair were stained with tiny water droplets, and the skin exposed outside was slightly red from the steam. Her every move was full of natural charm.
The air was hazy with mist and a faint fragrance. Xie Zhili entered the pool and approached slowly under the cover of the sound of flowing water. However, he clearly saw the flower petals floating on the water surface quietly sticking to Yu Qinghuan's shoulders, becoming even more rosy red due to the hot spring water.
Until Xie Zhili stood behind Yu Qinghuan, the latter was completely unaware.
The large palm touched Yu Qinghuan's slender waist in the warm pool water.
The sudden touch startled her. She tried to get up, but her waist was locked tightly.
At the same time, Xie Zhili buried his face in her neck, his evenly distributed hot breath spraying on her delicate collarbone, his deep voice seemed to crush her, "You smell so good."
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