Chapter 49 Will I Kill You?
Yu Qinghuan bit her lower lip tightly, trying to dispel the image of Mu Huaian from her mind, but the more she tried not to think about it, the clearer the image became in her mind, and the hotter the hibiscus flower on her back became.
Is it that this strange fragrance is too weird, or is it that I really have some thoughts about Mu Huaian that I shouldn't have?
Xie Zhili's hand touched Yu Qinghuan's back, and he felt a burning sensation in his palm. He lowered his eyes and saw that the person in his arms was lost in thought.
He chuckled and asked jokingly, "What are you thinking about that makes you feel so hot?"
Yu Qinghuan was interrupted by him and felt unhappy. However, she thought that if she herself was unhappy, she couldn't let others be happy either. So she said cheerfully, "Of course I'm thinking about your elder brother."
Xie Zhili's eyes darkened, his fingertips suddenly tightened, and his knuckles pressed heavily against Yu Qinghuan's waist.
Yu Qinghuan tilted her neck back in pain, and after seeing the coldness in his pupils, she smiled, "Didn't you like hearing me mention your elder brother the most before? Why don't you like it now?"
Xie Zhili's eyes became even colder, but he said nothing, just staring at Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Qinghuan was completely unaware. "Tell me, if your eldest brother were still alive, would he kill you?"
Xie Zhili sneered, and the hand that had been resting on her waist now went deeper, stirring vigorously. "Then it would be best to kill you too, so that we can be a wild pair of mandarin ducks again after death."
Yu Qinghuan's face flushed, "Who wants to be a wild mandarin duck with you!"
If Xie Zhiwen were still alive, she would kill Xie Zhili first. That way, she could continue to be the marquis's wife. Only a fool would want to be a concubine.
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After Xie Zhili left, Sang Ru brought in some hot water and wiped Yu Qinghuan's body. "Miss, did the Second Master not see it?"
She was very nervous outside, afraid that the painting on the lady's body would be seen by the second master.
Yu Qinghuan lazily lay on the couch, "I haven't even taken off my clothes, what can he see?"
Sang Ru finally felt relieved. "I hope it can be done as soon as possible, so that Madam won't have to ask the young master for help and avoid the worry and fear like today."
Yu Qinghuan was distracted when she heard Sang Ru mention Mu Huaian. After a while, she suddenly asked, "Sang Ru, what do you think of the young master?"
Sang Ru smiled and replied, "This servant feels that the young master is sincere and has a noble character. He is a true gentleman."
Yu Qinghuan nodded as she listened, "Why do your words sound so familiar to me..."
Sang Ru said silently in her heart: Madam, it would be strange if what you said yourself did not sound familiar.
"Why did Madam suddenly ask about the young master? Could it be that something happened between her and the young master today?"
Yu Qinghuan felt guilty, but she didn't show it on her face. "Just asking."
Just as Sang Ru was about to take the used water out to pour it out, she heard her wife ask again, "If you were a woman, would you like someone like Mu Huaian?"
Sang Ru: "...Madam, I am a woman."
Yu Qinghuan laughed dryly, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Sang Ru had followed Yu Qinghuan since she was a child, so how could she not know her admiration for Mu Huaian? She immediately sighed in her heart, thinking that if the Madam had met the young master instead of the marquis at the beginning, it would have been fine, and there wouldn't have been so many things going on now.
Although she had never experienced sexual intercourse, she knew that gratitude was gratitude and liking was liking.
As for Madam, I'm afraid she still can't tell the difference between the two.
Thinking of this, Sang Ru said truthfully, "The young master is a man of noble character, and his reputation is well known throughout the capital. Before his appearance was not ruined, all the girls in the capital liked him. Unfortunately, now, I'm afraid there are not many who like him anymore."
Yu Qinghuan curled her lips, "If you don't like someone just because their appearance is damaged, then you don't really like them. That's too superficial."
Sang Ru: "But you haven't seen the young master's full appearance, how can you know that others are superficial..."
Yu Qinghuan immediately retorted: "Who said I haven't seen it?"
Sang Ru thought, if she didn't like him, why would she be so anxious to protect him? "As long as Madam likes him, that's good."
Yu Qinghuan only then realized that she had been tricked by Sang Ru. She immediately explained, "I don't like you. I was just asking casually."
Sang Ru smiled without saying anything and walked away with the water.
The room was quiet. Yu Qinghuan hugged the quilt, her mind full of thoughts.
That day in the carriage, when Mu Huaian's mask was ripped off by me, he was so flustered. Was he afraid that I would see him?
But she didn't think there was anything wrong with that half of his face, she just felt sorry for what happened to him.
How painful it must have been to leave such a deep scar.
He must have seen so many uncomfortable looks that he ended up hiding in this secluded little village alone.
Yu Qinghuan suddenly thought of the question Mu Huaian asked when he left today... He didn't answer at that time.
Would he think that I was disgusted with his face?
She silently pulled up the quilt and covered her head, not thinking about it anymore. She decided to wait until the matter with the prince was over, then go find him to thank him and explain everything.
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It was two days later that Xiao Jinghe came to the manor. Yu Qinghuan had to hide from Xie Zhili for two days because of this, and was even dragged by him into doing a lot of shameless and shady things.
After dinner that day, she used the excuse of feeling unwell to extinguish the candles in the room early, wrapped herself in a black cloak, quietly climbed out of the window, and took advantage of the night to find the courtyard where Xiao Jinghe was staying.
There was no one guarding the yard, so she walked straight to the candlelit wing and knocked on the door twice.
Soon Xiao Jinghe's voice came from the room, "Who?"
Yu Qinghuan cleared her throat and said, "It's getting late and the dew is heavy. I was worried that there wouldn't be enough charcoal to heat your room, so I specially sent some."
The door opened, and Xiao Jinghe leaned against the door frame and looked at Yu Qinghuan, with a smile on his face: "The Marquis's dress... doesn't look like she's here to deliver charcoal, but rather to have a private meeting."
Yu Qinghuan pulled her hood down, revealing her pretty face. She looked at Xiao Jinghe with her watery eyes, "Then, Your Highness, are you willing to be the crazy person who has the secret meeting?"
"That depends on whether the Marquis's sincerity is enough to allow me to be a madman for once."
Xiao Jinghe curled his thin lips slightly and blocked the door with his body, preventing her from entering the room.
There was no one in the yard, only the whistling sound of the wind in my ears.
In front of Xiao Jinghe, Yu Qinghuan raised his hand and took off his cloak, revealing a thin outer shirt.
Xiao Jinghe's gaze fell on her shoulder, where a slightly trembling hibiscus flower was. His eyes suddenly lit up with interest. She was actually painting on her body, which was interesting.
Glancing at his reaction, Yu Qinghuan knew that the fish was about to take the bait.
She took two steps forward, and gently stroked Xiao Jinghe's hand with her fingertips. She said softly, "I heard that Your Highness likes calligraphy and painting. I have a piece of calligraphy on me, and I would like Your Highness to appreciate it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Jinghe grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the house.
Just when Yu Qinghuan thought that things could be done tonight, Xiao Jinghe let her go again, sat down at the desk in the inner room, and spoke with interest:
"Aren't we here to appreciate calligraphy and paintings? Madam, why haven't you taken off your clothes yet?"
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