Chapter 4 Lu Qinsong felt a surge of warmth in his heart; his skin felt so hot. ...
It was cold, really cold. Even wrapped in Lu Youchuan's cloak, Qin Song still felt cold.
It's still uncertain whether Li Yu will be able to come back. If Lu Youchuan leaves too, she'll freeze to death here.
Qin Song opened her arms and spread her cloak, her delicate and slender figure and snow-white, petite feet coming right into Lu Youchuan's view.
Lu Youchuan's eyelashes trembled, and he turned his gaze away, still with a cold face, and raised his chin at Zhang Hu beside him.
Zhang Hu was also stunned for a moment. After realizing what was happening, he walked towards Qin Song with difficulty.
Qin Song understood his meaning, and he ordered Zhang Hu to carry her back.
That won't do. How can just any man hug her?
Seeing Zhang Hu approaching her, she immediately stopped him, "Stop! Who wants you to hug me!"
“In that case, Zhang Hu, let’s go.” Lu Youchuan had already turned his back to her, waiting for Zhang Hu to set off together.
Qin Song's sense of frustration intensified for no reason, and he only regretted that he was not restricted from using the frequency.
She took a deep breath before gritting her teeth, "Wait! Lu Youchuan, do me a favor, how about I help you find Feng Jin?"
Lu Youchuan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, made no response, and was still about to leave when Zhang Hu whispered a reminder: "Sir, it seems that Feng Jin has someone to help her, so she may not be easy to find."
A backup plan? Feng Jin is currently the key to the investigation into the treason case, and he also has a secret letter about treason in his possession. We absolutely cannot let him escape.
But he was like an eel, and it had already taken a lot of effort to catch him. If someone was going to help, it could only be the Qin family's influence. No wonder she dared to promise to find Feng Jin.
Lu Youchuan turned around, looking down at Qin Song with an arrogant and domineering air: "Tell me, where is he?"
Qin Song paused for a moment, realizing that he had misunderstood again, but it didn't matter; he still had to convince him anyway.
She pulled another hairpin from her hair. "I don't know where he is, but this will help me find him, ouch—"
As she was speaking, she sneezed from the cold. She wrapped her cloak tighter around herself, rubbed her nose, and continued, "This hairpin of mine is coated with a special fragrance. When it comes into contact with blood, it adheres to the body and emits a unique aroma that lingers wherever it goes. As long as you follow the scent, finding him will be easy. However, this fragrance is something I created, a blend of many different scents. Only I can distinguish it. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
Lu Youchuan didn't rush to answer, but glanced at Zhang Hu. Zhang Hu quickly recalled, "Indeed, I could smell a strange fragrance all the way, but it was very faint and difficult to distinguish if you smelled it closely."
That's for sure; ordinary people simply can't distinguish between different mixed flavors.
We also have to thank her original author, who gave her excellent perfumery skills and an extraordinary sense of smell. She originally came up with some little tricks to enhance the experience when sleeping with Xiao Liyu, but she never expected to use them on Lu Youchuan.
Well, to be precise, it's not really his fault.
"This incense will only last for twelve hours, Lord Lu, hurry up!" Qin Song said, then opened her arms again, smiling brightly, waiting for him to come over obediently.
A gentle breeze blew by, and all around was silent, except for Qin Song's bright and smug smile and Lu Youchuan's unfathomable cold face as they stared at each other.
Zhang Hu, standing to the side, was extremely nervous. He held his breath and leaned closer to the icy man, whispering a reminder: "Sir, finding Feng Jin is the most important thing. She is the daughter of Chief Minister Qin and may know Feng Jin's whereabouts."
After he finished speaking, the scene became eerily quiet. Lu Youchuan stared silently at Qin Song, his face full of gloom.
Fortunately, after a long time, Lu Youchuan's legs finally loosened, and the silent struggle collapsed without a sound, even the surrounding night wind felt irritated.
He approached with a cold expression, clenched his fists, and reluctantly lifted her up by her shoulders and knees, saying, "Give me directions."
Qin Song had no interest in men who couldn't talk the talk, so she obediently nestled in his arms and behaved herself, only occasionally pointing him in the right direction.
Perhaps eager to apprehend the suspect, Lu Youchuan walked extremely fast, and since the distance was short, he arrived in no time.
Qin Song was like a bird that had suddenly spotted food when it was starving; it immediately pushed open the door and ran towards its warm home.
Upon reaching the bedside, she impatiently loosened the cloak from her shoulders, nimbly slipped into the quilt, and wrapped herself tightly in the thick blankets.
Only Lu Youchuan's oversized cloak fell to the ground, discarded by her like a worn-out shoe.
"Achoo—" Qin Song was wrapped up like a dumpling and kept sneezing. Yun Qian hadn't returned yet, so she could only hide under the covers to keep warm.
Knowing that she was cold, Lu Youchuan refrained from urging her, turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and waited quietly outside the door.
Fifteen minutes later, he finally spoke up to remind them, "Are you done? It's time to go."
After the words were spoken, there was no sound in the room. A hint of displeasure appeared on Lu Youchuan's face. "Miss Qin."
He raised his voice slightly, emphasizing the word "Qin" with a hint of anger.
However... there was still no response.
Lu Youchuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned around to suppress his anger. What he saw was a girl wrapped in a blanket, sitting asleep on the bed.
The people from the Qin family are indeed untrustworthy!
Lu Youchuan dropped all pretense of propriety between men and women, strode into the room, threw back the covers, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her out of bed. "Dare to lie to me?"
Qin Song, who had just drifted into a sweet dream, was suddenly awakened. Looking at the person in front of him, who was both beautiful and fierce, all sleepiness vanished.
She looked up and sighed, "Lord Lu, did you come into my room to sleep together? I can give you another chance."
It'll also be good to see if he's really capable.
Lu Youchuan's dark eyes were unfathomable. He narrowed his long eyes and grabbed her neck, saying, "Don't be stupid. Your innocence is worthless to me, but it might be worth a lot to your father."
Qin Song was forced to raise her head, her neck was a little uncomfortable from being pulled, but she wasn't afraid. She grabbed his wrist that was gripping her neck and defiantly said, "Then why don't you do something?"
Lu Youchuan's Adam's apple bobbed. He looked down at her for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and, while still gripping her neck, fiercely kissed her.
He sucked hard on her lips, his wet, soft tongue squeezing in, and he was like a hungry wolf, wantonly plundering.
He was already aggressive, and he was also choking her neck, making her extremely uncomfortable, as if she was about to suffocate. Qin Song tried to push him away, but he didn't budge.
He only shoved her away after she bit him hard.
Both of them were breathing heavily, as if they had just gone through a fierce battle.
Crimson blood oozed from Lu Youchuan's bitten lip. He raised his thumb and gently rubbed it away, subtly averting his gaze. "Get dressed in half an incense stick's time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored Qin Song's reaction and strode to the door.
Qin Song gasped for breath before regaining his composure. How could this person's soft lips and tongue do something so forceful?
Besides, if you've already kissed, it's obviously not going to work out!
Qin Song glanced at Lu Youchuan, who was standing with his back to her, and sighed regretfully.
However, since she had made an agreement with him, there was no reason for her to break it. It was indeed her fault for not being able to stay awake and falling asleep.
Qin Song, fighting off his drowsiness, dressed and left the Taoist temple with Lu Youchuan, whose face was dark, and Zhang Hu, who had been waiting for a long time.
The Taoist temple was built on a mountain, and after leaving the temple, the road was all dark forest. To be honest, Qin Song was a little scared. The more she walked, the more uneasy she felt, which made her feel resentful.
It's pitiful that she's a female protagonist in a restricted novel. She used to stay up all night just to develop new gameplay, but now staying up all night is almost like wilderness survival.
Little Green River, Little Green River, is this plot accurate?
As Qin Song continued to complain, he arrived at the place where Zhang Hu and the others had lost track of Feng Jin.
The other minor officials remained at the scene, searching diligently. Upon seeing Lu Youchuan, they bowed, reported their arrival, and then stepped aside, remaining alert and ready to act at any moment.
As Zhang Hu said, Feng Jin dragged his injured body to this place and then disappeared. The group searched for a long time but found no trace of him.
Lu Youchuan stood to the side and gestured with his chin toward Qin Song, "It's your turn to shine."
The unaware officials exchanged bewildered glances, but dared not ask any questions, their eyes fixed on Qin Song.
The forest was quiet, and the depths of the jungle were so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. She was so scared that her back went cold, and she couldn't help but move closer and closer to Lu Youchuan.
Lu Youchuan noticed her movement, but didn't deliberately move away. He just remained expressionless and silent.
The bright flames were scattered in all directions, but only the torch in Lu Youchuan's hand was closest to her.
Qin Song didn't want to continue having a harem with Lu Youchuan, but the wilderness at night was indeed frightening. She subconsciously grabbed his wrist, which was holding the torch, and pressed herself tightly against him, "You... come with me."
Seeing her timid and hesitant demeanor, Lu Youchuan subconsciously slowed his pace and followed her.
After walking for a short while, Qin Song suddenly stopped. "No, it's not this way."
Lu Youchuan understood her meaning, and suddenly changed direction, tentatively moving in several other directions.
After trying all directions, the only direction leading to the Taoist temple was where the lingering scent could be smelled.
She focused her attention on the surrounding area and sniffed around for a while, then pointed to a dense clump of bushes and said, "Here."
Upon hearing her voice, two minor officials rushed up from a distance, parted the bushes, and brought their torches close. A man's outer robe stained with blood was pressed tightly against the tree roots.
It was the very same outfit that Feng Jin had just been wearing.
"A cicada shedding its shell?" a minor official exclaimed.
"So that's how it is. No wonder we disappeared after chasing him here. It turns out that the one we chased wasn't the real Feng Jin at all." Zhang Hu suddenly realized.
Lu Youchuan listened to their conversation but did not respond. He simply stared at the road leading to the Taoist temple, frowning in thought. Then, he raised his voice and gave the order:
"Go up the mountain immediately and surround the Taoist temple."
"Yes," the clerks replied in unison, and strode back to look.
Lu Youchuan followed suit, but Qin Song grabbed him and said, "Carry me on your back."
Lu Youchuan stopped and turned to her with anger in his eyes, as if he were scrutinizing a villain.
Qin Songcai didn't care whether he was angry or not, and completely ignored his gaze. He stared at the dark mountain road, his head was a little dizzy, and his nasal voice gradually became heavier: "I can't climb this mountain anymore. Whether you carry me or hug me is up to you. Besides, you have a mission, so you'd better hurry up. Otherwise, if I drag you up the mountain, it will probably be deserted by the time you get there."
Without a doubt, Lu Youchuan's expression must be extremely ugly at this moment, but she remained arrogant and domineering, confidently curling her lips, "Of course, if you dare to leave me here alone, don't even think about finding the mole you've hidden by your side."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Song turned to glance at Lu Youchuan. He wasn't surprised to hear that there might be a spy; it seemed he had already guessed it.
A group of minor officials pursued relentlessly. How could Feng Jin, who was injured, escape alive? And how could the person who was supposed to be there manage to switch the bodies under the watchful eyes of more than a dozen people?
Unless the person providing assistance is one of their own.
The wind rustled through the trees, the branches swayed, and the sound of rustling filled the air.
After a moment of quiet confrontation, Lu Youchuan released his gaze from her, and without saying a word, silently pulled her into his arms.
The Jade-Faced God of Slaughter? Hmph! Nothing special.
She wanted him to be incorruptible so that she could control him, and he would have to obey her for the sake of his official duties.
However, even though he had to compromise and carry her up the mountain, his shoulders and arms were still very tense, so tense that Qin Song could clearly feel his well-defined, blocky pectoral muscles and strong, muscular arms.
Carrying an adult, he strode up the mountain. The exhaustion made his breathing heavier and his chest rise and fall more and more noticeably.
Qin Song's thoughts gradually became romantic, but Lu Youchuan kept his eyes straight ahead, never once looking down at her. All she could see was his smooth jawline and his sexy, prominent Adam's apple.
She's someone who gets better looking the more you look at her.
What a pity, why can't it work?
With a touch of regret, Qin Song couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke that alluring Adam's apple.
The moment he touched her, Qin Song felt a surge of heat; his skin felt so hot.
At the same time, Lu Youchuan paused, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. The hand on his shoulder suddenly tightened, and when he looked down, his face was as cold as ice. "If you don't behave, get out of here."
Okay, having confirmed the words and actions, it's definitely not acceptable.
This physical advantage did not change her decision to refuse him into her harem.
Qin Song was too lazy to explain, so he shrugged slightly and silently closed his eyes.
Lu Youchuan adjusted his breathing before continuing to take another step.
When I returned to the Taoist temple, it was past the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), and the sky was still dark. Most of the nuns in the temple had already gotten up.
Upon hearing what the junior official who had arrived earlier had said, the abbess quickly sent people to surround the Taoist temple from the front and back.
Lu Youchuan stopped after entering the room, put Qin Song down, and said, "Wake up."
Qin Song stood there, dazed, like a tenant farmer exploited by a wicked farm owner, his eyelids barely open.
But her sensitivity to smells was innate. Even when she was dizzy, she could distinguish the earthy smell, the fragrance of flowers and grass, the pine scent on Lu Youchuan, and that faint exotic fragrance in a mixed environment.
In a short while, she pointed out the direction to Lu Youchuan. Following Qin Song's directions, they passed three Buddhist halls and then a vegetarian hall. After taking only two steps, Qin Song stopped again.
Qin Song's steps were unsteady, and his eyes were tired. He turned back and said firmly, "In the dining hall."
The aroma of the vegetarian restaurant was strong, but it gradually disappeared once you passed through it; he must be hiding inside.
Lu Youchuan gestured with his chin toward the clerk behind him, who then kicked the door of the dining hall open. He blew on a tinderbox, and the fragrance grew stronger the further they went inside.
Even without Qin Song's guidance, the minor official could find his way.
Sure enough, they found Feng Jin, the one who had kept them awake all night, in the storeroom of the dining hall.
After they pulled the unconscious Feng Jin out of the blood loss, Qin Song's eyes glazed over, and he collapsed, unable to support himself any longer.
Without a second thought, Lu Youchuan immediately helped her up, asking, "What's wrong?"
With her last bit of strength, Qin Song grabbed Lu Youchuan's sleeve. "Lu Youchuan, don't forget, you promised me you'd help me find Feng Jin. You have to do me a favor; you can't go back on your word."
Lu Youchuan looked at Qin Song, who had fallen into a coma, and realized with shock that he had fallen into her trap.
He only thought that helping her meant carrying her back, but he forgot that she hadn't specified what he was helping her with.
She could have easily made her demands again. After all that night, he thought she was different from her father, but he didn't expect her to be just as cunning.
A note from the author:
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Girl: He's no good.
Xiao Lu: Little vixen! She seems... somewhat charming.
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I'll still update at 9 PM tomorrow night. Any suggestions or feedback would be appreciated.
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