Chapter 79 I am willing to be a maid
The young man, who was somewhat dazed by the morning light and the water vapor, finally blinked slowly, and there seemed to be condensed moisture still hanging on his long eyelashes.
He seemed to have used up all his scheming as a master of strategy to break down every word in the joke and go over it carefully in his mind.
Finally got the most important part.
"Hmm..." Shen Juansheng's voice was very low. "Is it true that I am Miss Qing's...bedroom maid?"
The eyelashes fluttered twice.
The most troublesome person in the world is not a madman, but a madman who is extremely smart and knows how to use his madness to plan and plot.
This face, so beautiful it was almost a disaster. Her wet black hair clung softly to her cheeks, making her skin appear even paler. Under the mist, the needle mark at the end of her eye was as red as a peach blossom.
"I... would like to do that, too."
He lowered his voice again, his tone lingering in the empty room.
"There are many ways to serve someone. For example... changing clothes, combing hair, grinding ink, warming the bed... Yeah, I know all of that."
Look at her! She's truly mastered the art of retreating to advance. She's like a fox that's practiced for a thousand years, tugging at her furry tail, just waiting for her to soften so she can devour her whole.
"Or," he said, seeing Qing Guiyu remained silent, so he tried again, bringing his alluring face even closer, his cold breath almost brushing the corners of her lips, "Whatever Miss Qing wants, I can... learn."
OK.
If you want to discuss this, then let's discuss it in detail.
"It's true." She answered calmly, her voice clear and without a trace of joking.
Shen Juansheng's body shook slightly, and his empty eyes lit up instantly. He leaned towards her, even his breathing quickened a little.
"However," Qing Guiyu changed the subject and looked at him thoughtfully.
"I, Qing Guiyu, don't command people for nothing. Your Majesty, the Favored Concubine, must show some sincerity and accomplish a few small things in exchange for... um, favor?"
Shen Juansheng never expected that she would actually say that. He was stunned for a moment, the blush on his face intertwined with the brilliance that suddenly lit up, his expression changing, which was very beautiful.
"I want two things."
Qing Guiyu turned his head and suddenly smiled. He was no longer intimidated by the oppressive aura. He stretched out his hand, lifted his graceful jaw, and turned the face with a blurred color to face him.
She stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of his eyes, then she retracted them, remembering that he couldn't see, and said calmly,
"First, I want the 'Warm Jade Needle'."
"Warm Jade Needle?" Shen Juansheng frowned. The moment she finished speaking, her expression turned into resistance.
"That's right," Qing Guiyu nodded, his expression becoming serious. "When I was treating the poison with you, I used up one. You must find another one and return it to me."
Shen Juansheng was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing things quickly.
He couldn't see it, but the energy around him was like a fine net, capturing every slight breath and heartbeat of hers.
"Yes." The blush on his face faded slightly as he finally spoke, without asking any further questions. His voice was soft and gentle, and his eyes, which always held a gentle and charming look, were now as cold as jade.
"There are always clues to follow. But the world is treacherous, and I'm worried about Miss Qing searching alone. I'll be with you and always be able to protect you."
This statement made sense both ways, and it tied him and her together tightly.
Qing Guiyu remained silent.
"The second thing," she stared at him, speaking each word clearly and slowly, "I want to see your father again, Chen Yan."
"no."
He blurted it out almost immediately.
"Anything except this is fine." Shen Juansheng turned his head away suddenly, trying to break free from her fingers. The blood drained out of his face instantly, and even his lips were trembling.
The brutality and danger that he had always deliberately concealed suddenly broke through his gentle and harmless disguise like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.
With a clanging sound, the eerie scene became apparent.
"I said no." He said gloomily, his voice low and hoarse, and his words seemed to have been frozen in an ice coffin for many years. "You can't go to that place again."
This was the first time Qing Guiyu saw such pure fear and resistance on his face.
There was no pretense. It wasn't a show of weakness meant to gain sympathy, but a genuine pain that pierced deep into the bones, nearly tearing the person apart.
"Why?"
"Chen Juansheng," she said slowly, her voice very calm, "Look, you're not willing to do everything."
He turned his head suddenly and "looked" at her, his lips moving but no sound came out.
"He won't say anything!" he suddenly shouted. "He'll only harm you! He'll use you, he'll use you as a pawn against me, he'll..."
He suddenly couldn't continue speaking, but just gasped, raised his hand wrapped in gold wire, and tightly grasped his heart, as if something was rushing there madly and trying to break out of his body.
Finally, he just shook his head, his lips pressed into a pale, stubborn line.
Qing Guiyu looked at him thoughtfully.
To deal with that young man in the medicine house who had a lot of thoughts in his mind, perhaps... there is a different way.
A method that he proposed, and she just needed to go along with it.
"Let's do this," she thought carefully, finally made up her mind, and said calmly,
"Let's make a deal."
The eyelashes of the young man in black clothes trembled slightly.
Qing Guiyu took a finger and touched his lips. His lips were cold and soft, and trembled slightly under the warm fingertips.
The body trembled violently at the touch, and the suppressed breathing was frighteningly clear in the overly silent room.
"Let it be," she said calmly, looking into his empty eyes.
"Kiss."
…
The whole room was instantly silent.
Even the sound of the hot spring flowing outside the window seemed to be cut off by these earth-shattering words.
"Both are accomplished," she said calmly, somewhat impressed with herself.
"Bedside maid."
…
Shen Juansheng tilted his head.
*
God have mercy on me,
So, this deal was finalized just like that.
Qing Guiyu looked back and thought about it, and felt that he might be a little crazy.
But Master Jin Sheng's trick of retreating to advance and showing weakness to attack was quickly appeased by her even more unreasonable tactics.
It's like two top chess players playing against each other, and one of them suddenly flips the chessboard over and grabs the chess pieces to play with like marbles.
Of course, there is not much difference in essence from the relaxation from "a sharp knife at the neck" to the level of "a poisonous snake wrapped around the wrist". In fact, the latter is even more terrifying because of its soft and charming danger.
Early the next morning, the two began to prepare their luggage.
When she pushed the door open, Chen Juansheng had changed back into the familiar black robe with gold thread, his long hair tied up with gold thread, and the frail and decadent demeanor of a "favored concubine" was completely restrained. He turned back into the calm, elegant and refined Young Master Jinsheng.
If it weren't for the icy film that hadn't yet dissipated from his eyes, and the way he tilted his head slightly and relied on his hearing to determine her location, no one would have noticed that there was anything wrong with him.
When she came in, he stopped what he was doing and turned his head, "Miss Qing."
Qing Guiyu frowned as she looked at the pile of luggage under his hands. Just now, she was still wondering which medicinal herbs needed special packaging and which changes of clothes could be discarded first.
But Chen Juansheng had already taken care of everything quietly.
He couldn't see, but his movements were eerily precise. It was as if the bottles and jars had eyes and were lining up to jump into his hands. He even knew which bottle of golden medicine she used the most, and had placed it in the outermost compartment of her bag for easy access.
"Chen Yansheng," the veins on Taiyangxue's forehead jumped happily twice, "What are you doing? Confiscating the house?"
"Miss Qing's things have been used for a long time and are quite worn out," Chen Juansheng said with a smile, "I just... replaced them with new ones for her. They will be cheaper when she's on the road."
He even picked up a new piece of clothing and waved it in the air. One could actually see some satisfaction in his blind eyes.
"It should be the right size. I remember."
Remember.
How could a blind man remember anything? Did he measure with his hands?
Without wasting time, Qing Guiyu pulled a chair over and sat down, folding his arms. He got straight to the point, "Now, first of all, the Warming Jade Needle. Do you really have a way to find it?"
"No."
Shen Juansheng's answer was straightforward, choking back all the words she had prepared.
He sat down in the chair opposite her, his figure straight and his posture elegant.
"Miss Qing," he said softly, "I really don't know where he is."
The young man in black smiled and tilted his head. His black hair flowed, gleaming with golden light in the morning light. "But...someone is more anxious than us."
"The Empress Dowager of the Northern Dynasty." Qing Guiyu interjected, and the awkwardness in his heart was somewhat diluted by this serious matter.
"That's right." Shen Juansheng nodded. "He's been bedridden for a long time, unable to recover. He's desperately trying every possible remedy. He must have tried all the usual panaceas. What he needs most now isn't medicine, but the best doctor in the world."
"But the world is so vast, and there are so many doctors. How can we screen them all?"
He placed his fingertips among the bottles and jars on the table and pointed lightly.
"Well. What those people need isn't a needle in a haystack, but a platform to attract a phoenix. Or rather..." Young Master Jin Sheng continued slowly, "a little trick to buy a horse bone for a thousand gold coins."
"The Warm Jade Needle is a treasured medical treasure. We only need to search for it widely. Then, Dragon City will become a giant sieve—picking up the world's famous doctors who can recognize and use this needle."
"The Northern Dynasty royal family may not truly believe they can find this needle, nor do they necessarily believe it is useful. But they always hope to attract one or two masters with unique skills, or who can continue the life of the Queen Mother."
"And Miss Qing and I," Shen Jiansheng turned his head, his empty eyes accurately "looking" at her, and he viciously bit the five words "Miss Qing and I" and repeated them.
"Miss Qing and I will go to this stage and watch a good show. By the way... we can look for what we want among those fish that have been attracted here."
These words are meticulous and detailed, clearly analyzing human hearts, power struggles, and interests.
If destiny comes to you, you should welcome it and resist it.
In this way, he set up a situation that no one could help but go, and asked everyone in the world to send the news to him.
Qing Guiyu thought about it and felt that it made sense. "So, we have to go to Dragon City first?"
"Well," Chen Juansheng said softly, "Longcheng is the capital of the Northern Dynasty, and now it is a place where storms gather. It is much easier to capture people from all over the world than to have the Tianji Pavilion search around the world like a headless fly alone."
"How is it? Miss Qing," Shen Yansheng tilted his head slightly,
"I've sent the message by swift horse. This time it must be very easy to say. For the Northern Dynasty, this is indeed very easy."
"Nothing." Qing Guiyu immediately continued, and stood up suddenly, "The master of Tianji is very powerful. Let's go."
"Hmm." The black-robed young man's face suddenly flushed, and he felt a little embarrassed. His voice suddenly lowered strangely. "Since Miss Qing said that I am...very capable."
"Then...can I kiss you first?"
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