Chapter 44: Eating Li with Li and Tao.
Tao Yao was very drunk and kept clinging to Qin Song, rambling incoherently.
"The situation in Danzhou is unclear, but my brother can stay in Yunzhou for a few more days. With my brother teaching you riding and archery, you'll definitely improve very quickly."
“Ah Song, I want peace and stability for our country, but I want even more, no, I really, really want my brother to be happy every day... I also miss my mother.”
She sniffled, then leaned on Qin Song's shoulder and sobbed softly, "Song, you'll know how good he is when you marry my brother."
Qin Song remembered that the Tao family had served in the military for generations and had originally achieved great military exploits, but they were almost executed because they were involved in the struggles in the harem. Now the Tao family is supported by the Tao siblings.
It's hard to imagine how the Tao siblings survived such a period of upheaval.
Tao Yao appears bright and outgoing, but only she knows the storms she has weathered.
Qin Song's nose also tingled. He stroked her hair and said, "Okay, okay, your brother is fine. He'll be happy. You should be happy too. Take off your clothes, wash up, and then go to sleep."
Tao Yao was limp all over, letting Qin Song and Chen Xing undress her.
She vomited as soon as she went upstairs, and her clothes were all dirty. It was half an hour later when we helped her wash up and get ready.
After Tao Yao had settled down to sleep, Qin Song sat with her for a while longer before going to another room.
But as soon as he stepped out the door, the tall and elegant Tao Qingyang had already strode up the stairs and arrived at the third floor.
Qin Song stood in front of the door of the innermost room at the end of the corridor, having just climbed the last step of the staircase.
The two gazed at each other from afar, between them a brightly lit room, inside which lay a handsome young man.
"Why did you come up here?" Qin Song gently closed the door and walked towards him.
Tao Qingyang strolled over as well, "Is Ayao asleep?"
"She's asleep, and Chen Xing is taking care of her in the room."
Qin Song stopped at the door of Li Yu's room. Tao Qingyang approached, seemingly calm, but unable to hide the strong smell of alcohol.
"You're staying in this room?" He gestured slightly with his chin toward the room next to Qin Song.
Qin Song nodded but did not reply.
Tao Qing looked down at her, and after a moment, he asked, "Were the things in your room provided by this inn?"
Qin Song subconsciously widened her pupils slightly, looked up at him, but did not nod again.
Sure enough, the old fox had already noticed something amiss from the boss's reaction.
Tao Qingyang seemed to know she was puzzled, but he didn't explain. Instead, he took out a small box from behind him. "What a coincidence, the boss sent another box. I'll stay here tonight."
He was tall and imposing, dressed in a long robe with wide sleeves, and always had a smile on his face, giving him an air of elegance that made her overlook his hands, which were always behind his back.
It's the same small mahogany box as last time; you can guess what's inside without even thinking.
Does this boss really enjoy entertaining people?
Qin Song was stunned. Tao Qing looked up at her with a smile and went into the house.
He raised his hand, intending to push open Qin Song's door.
"No—" Qin Song's scalp tightened, and he turned around to block the door. An unexpected turn of events followed.
...that hand landed on her chest.
Silence, a deathly silence.
The shop was ablaze with anger, and the doors and windows were tightly shut. Qin Song had long since taken off his cloak and was busy in Tao Yao's room. He had also taken off his outer robe and was now only wearing a light blue cross-collar long skirt. Qin Song could even feel the slightly rough knuckles of his large hands protruding.
Tao Qing, with his usual calm demeanor, swallowed hard, slowly withdrew his hand, and naturally put it behind his back.
The soft, supple texture still seemed to linger on my fingertips, and perhaps because of the alcohol, I inexplicably felt a restless urge to destroy.
He slightly increased the volume of his breath and remained silent for a moment.
Qin Song felt as if he had discovered something, but she didn't care. They had no obligation to be responsible for each other; it was just to save face for each other.
Li Yu was just engrossed in handling official documents, and he must still be there now.
It's not good for them to meet; let's get rid of him first.
She deliberately covered her nose, saying, "Go change your clothes first; you smell like alcohol."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the innkeeper himself carried water upstairs, saying, "General Tao, the water is here."
The boss deliberately stood in front of the room closest to the hallway, indicating to Tao Qing that it might be alright to sit in that room.
Tao Qingyang took a step back, distancing herself from Qin Song, seemingly concerned about the scent on her body. "Put it in."
The shop owner bowed as he entered. Tao Qingyang closed her eyes briefly and placed the box in her hand. "Wait for me."
Then he walked to the house in the distance.
Just as Qin Song breathed a sigh of relief, the door behind her was suddenly opened, and a strong pull grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the room.
The door closed, and the tall, handsome man pulled her into a tight embrace without a word, burying his warm head against her neck.
It's both itchy and hot.
Qin Song shifted her body and deliberately pinched his waist. "Little Li Yu, you've got some nerve, daring to sneak into my room."
Li Yu felt a tingling sensation in his waist and his earlobes burning. He had actually sneaked into her room a few times before, and his already aroused body became even more flushed.
However, he originally came here for the Northern Barbarians.
He had been secretly investigating the matter ever since he heard that there were northern barbarians lying in ambush in Yunzhou City, but he had not been able to find any clues.
Today, upon learning that Qin Song was coming to this inn, I happened to run into Xue Ci, who had left early in the morning.
But he disappeared when he got near the inn, so he decided to go in and take a look. Later, he had a change of heart and didn't want to leave.
He thought for a moment, then muttered softly, "I'm not at ease. Tao Qingyang is full of tricks, I really... can't sit still."
"So you feel relieved holding me?" Qin Song was almost suffocating from his tight embrace.
A soft swallowing sound reached Qin Song's ears. The person in front of her still had tense shoulders, but slowly straightened up, his fiery eyes fixed on her, and asked earnestly, "Can we kiss a little longer?"
I've been waiting here for an hour or two, and all I want is a kiss?
Qin Song felt a pang of pity for his innocence, and wondered how much joy he had yet to experience.
Qin Song didn't speak for a moment. Li Yu seemed to have misunderstood her meaning. He took her hand and put it on his collar again, as if with great sincerity: "Let me show you some more."
My palm rests against his prominently heaving chest. Beneath his luxurious robes, I still vividly remember his chest muscles, which, though not imposing, were clearly defined.
Her previously clear mind was instantly ignited by his desire. "Just for you to see?"
Li Yu's eyes trembled slightly, and her Adam's apple bobbed. "Do whatever you want."
I couldn't hold back anymore.
He really knows how to please her.
Whose young master is this? He looks so innocent and pure, yet he's so alluring.
Qin Song wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him.
Although he was inexperienced, he was not stupid and soon figured it out with Qin Song's guidance.
His tongue gently pried open her pearly teeth, teased her soft tongue, and licked her lips.
The room was filled with ambiguous sounds.
She leaned against the door, the two of them almost completely pressed together.
He kept lingering on the kiss, as if he really intended that one kiss would be enough.
Qin Song deliberately curled her legs up, and Li Yu immediately stepped back slightly, trying to hide...
The kissing never stopped. Qin Song pushed him away a little, but the man's eyes were filled with desire. She hooked his eyes and kissed his earlobe from the corner of his lips, then along his neck to his Adam's apple.
His body trembled slightly as if he were being electrocuted, and his breathing was heavy and disorienting.
Unbeknownst to Qin Song, he had already stripped off her clothes, then took her hand and placed it on her waist and chest...
...
The swaying of the bed curtains gradually stopped, and both of them were covered in a thin layer of sweat. She kissed him: "Rest for a while, then let's play something else."
...
Qin Song could no longer remember how they got from the bed to the desk, or how they made Li Yu lie on the floor with her clothes slightly open, allowing her to play with the brush and ink and paint at will.
All she remembered was that Li Yu was very cooperative with her and went along with her...
His skin wasn't as pale as Tao Qingyang's, but it was smooth, just like his handsome appearance. The muscles from his chest to his waist were firm and thin, and even when he was lying down, the curve of his waistline was still beautiful, neither weak nor strong.
The ink dripped onto his chest, sliding down his muscles to create prominent lines, making his well-defined muscles even more clearly visible.
Qin Song sat on his waist, spread a piece of white paper on the ground, and picked up a brush to draw the thin muscles on his chest and the narrow waist.
With her poor drawing skills, she could only depict a simple outline, failing to capture the essence that would make one's mouth water.
The person being referenced shifted slightly, causing Qin Song to lose her grip on the pen. She pressed her jade-like fingers against his chest and said softly from above, "Don't move yet."
...
Ink soaks into the paper, staining the white paper with a unique color, and the painting gradually takes shape.
Li Yu tightly gripped Qin Song's ankles with both hands, her slightly raised neck completely relaxed, and she closed her eyes, not daring to look any longer. She pressed the impact plate against the floor, calmed her mind and restrained her desires, letting her do as she pleased.
With the painting mostly finished, the atmosphere in the room became enchanting once again...
The passionate kiss lingered, the man's breathing grew heavier, but Qin Song suddenly released him and gently covered his lips, "Shh, someone's coming."
She didn't say it explicitly, but it was Tao Qingyang who came; her sense of smell was just too keen.
She glanced distractedly at the doorway, and heard steady footsteps approaching. Suddenly, she felt a warm, damp sensation in her palm.
Qin Song suddenly turned around and saw Li Yu gently licking her palm.
Normally, he was like a piece of fine, unpolished jade, but now, with dazed eyes and reddened earlobes, his beautiful fingers held her slender wrist, each touch piercing her heart, the familiar sensation enveloping her... (his own hands, oh my god).
An irresistible tingling sensation spread from my abdomen, accompanied by a slight spasm.
"Sister A-Song." Tao Qingyang's voice rang out at the door, and Qin Song couldn't help but sit up straight.
"Uh..." A soft gasp escaped from the person in front of him.
Qin Song leaned down and kissed him, only letting go after he calmed down.
The person outside was still calling her. Qin Song's breathing became a little calmer. She pretended to wake up from a dream and replied with a nasal voice, "What's wrong? I'm going to sleep."
"I saw that your room light was still on, so I came to check on you."
"Wait for me to get dressed." Qin Song tried to get up, but Li Yu grabbed her waist, preventing her from opening the door.
Qin Song couldn't ignore his pitiful eyes, so she leaned down and kissed him again, "Tao Qingyang is a fox, not easy to deal with."
After Li Yu finished dressing, Qin Song comforted him and led him into the clean room behind the curtain.
The floor was a mess. After a moment's thought, Qin Song picked up the ink on the table and splashed it onto several puddles on the floor. He then opened the two windows to let the smell of ink dissipate from the room.
There was no trace of Li Yu in the room, only the painting was still on the ground, but whether crumpling or tearing the paper, it made a lot of noise.
After a moment's thought, Qin Song simply placed the painting on the table, picked up his brush, and added a stroke to the already unremarkable upper body of the man, then casually laid it out on the table.
She casually draped a cloak over herself and opened the door as if nothing was wrong.
"Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?" Qin Song deliberately rubbed his eyes.
Tao Qingyang couldn't answer her question.
Perhaps because he was drunk and not thinking clearly, he couldn't help but want to go to her room to see her, and even wanted to kiss her.
Thinking back to the innkeeper's ambiguous words, he felt a vague unease.
In reality, he had no right to interfere with Qin Song's decision. After all, he knew perfectly well that their marriage was only forced by circumstances, and it would be too shameless to use it to restrict Qin Song.
But he didn't know when it started, and inexplicably began to regard this relationship as a default rule.
He didn't dwell on that. Since he was already there, what was wrong with saying a few words?
His gaze shifted from her face to the room. "Was your room robbed?"
Qin Song pretended to follow her gaze and looked back, but he truly couldn't bear to look at her. "I was playing with ink before bed and accidentally spilled it."
Qin Song stood firmly at the door, intentionally blocking him from entering.
Tao Qingyang noticed her little thoughts, and when he looked at her face, he saw that her lips were red, and that vague unease became even stronger.
His beautiful peach blossom eyes now held a hint of sinister emotion. He took a step forward, and the imposing presence of his tall figure caused Qin Song to silently take a step back.
“There are still northern barbarians lurking in the city. Could it be that my sister’s house has been burgled?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the house.
"I think you're the thief." Qin Song said coquettishly, and seeing that she couldn't stop him, she simply stepped over to the table and poured him a cup of tea.
"General Tao is probably drunk. Have a cup of tea to sober up and go back to rest. Tomorrow I'll need your help to teach me riding and archery."
Tao Qing glanced around the room discreetly. The clean room behind the curtain was pitch black, and people might be able to hide there, but he didn't want to force his way in to check.
He had no choice but to accept Qin Song's tea and drink it down in one gulp.
As I put down my teacup, my gaze suddenly fell on a painting on the corner of the table.
Of course, it's more like a draft than a painting. The outline is rough and the brushstrokes are unsteady, but you can still tell what it is at a glance.
He reached out and picked up the painting, saying, "Sister, you have such refined tastes."
Qin Song pretended to snatch it away, saying embarrassedly, "You, you shouldn't look at me like that."
Tao Qingyang's probing gaze intensified. "Is there a man in your room, sister?"
"Yes, aren't you?" Qin Song was impervious to swords and spears.
"So, you drew me?" Tao Qingyang's voice was soft and gentle, his smile tender, but those who knew him well knew that the gentler his smile, the stronger his desire to kill.
Qin Song felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze, but she always had a strong mental fortitude. She spread out her drawing paper. "Yes, two inches below the left collarbone, a tiny red mole—if it weren't you, who would it be?"
Qin Song was extremely satisfied with the addition he had made.
Tao Qingyang subconsciously glanced at the bronze mirror beside him. He had just taken a bath, and his clothes did not cover him completely, so you could see his striking red mole at a glance.
To be honest, he himself didn't even notice this detail.
He looked away at Qin Song. He wasn't drunk, but the little bit of alcohol had made him feel confused and infatuated. He seemed to be fascinated by those red lips.
"Look carefully and redraw it."
Tao Qing looked up and her gaze lingered on Qin Song's lips. She slowly removed her outer robe, then the next one...
(Some content was deleted, and the disjointed sentences in the plot may be due to deletions and revisions, lol)
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Author's note: I've deleted so much, please, reviewers, have mercy! (orz)
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