Chapter 37 Chapter 37 "My dear, the Marquis has come to see me.
The room was quiet, with only the sound of shallow breathing.
Shu Yun snuggled in Xiao Ye's arms. Seeing that he remained silent, she loosened her grip on his sleeve and reached for his hand instead, looking at him with tearful eyes. "Are you okay? Brother Ye."
Because she was ill, her plea was weak and tender, her throat was hoarse, her face was pale and haggard, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears, and she looked like a delicate flower in the wind and rain, making people feel particularly pity for her.
Xiao Ye held her burning hand and said calmly, "We'll talk after my sister recovers."
Shuyun pursed her lips, and slowly stopped crying because he showed signs of giving in.
She closed her eyes and snuggled in Xiao Ye's arms, letting him hold her hand. Even when she was sick, she looked like a little bird.
Under the dim candlelight, Xiao Ye lowered his eyes to gaze at the girl sleeping in his arms. She was so delicate, prone to illness during the changing seasons. A cold had left her in this frail state.
Xiao Ye gently stroked her soft and fragrant cheek, bent down and kissed the top of her head, and put her back on the bed.
Shuyun clutched the corner of the quilt, turned slightly to the side, and faced him with her face on the pillow when she fell asleep, as gentle as a calm little rabbit.
Leave this room and go to the yard.
His sister's thoughts are easy to guess, but also difficult to guess.
Beside the bed, Xiao Ye looked at her sleeping face quietly for a long time.
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The autumn rain fell for three consecutive days, and the pond was full. The servants went into the water to clean up the withered lotus leaves in the pond.
Shuyun recovered from the cold after half a month of treatment, but she was in a bad mood, had no interest in anything, and had a worried look on her brows.
Xiao Ye put the dish into her bowl. Shu Yun took a look at it, then suddenly put down her chopsticks, lowered her eyelids, and said sickly, "I don't want to eat anymore."
The bowl of rice was intact, with only a few grains of rice picked up by chopsticks. After experiencing this cold, she had lost a lot of weight, with little flesh on her cheeks. Her already petite chin became pointed, and her face was pale, with only a faint hint of vermilion between her lips.
Shuyun looked out the window. It was a sunny day outside, a long-lost sunny day. Compared to the scorching sun in midsummer, the sun in mid-September was gentle.
Tuantuan was rolling around in the yard. He saw a few butterflies flying by and tried to catch them, but missed.
Xiao Ye slowly drank a spoonful of soup, wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked in the direction Shu Yun was looking.
After a while, Xiao Ye said, "Sister, you have just recovered from a serious illness, so it would be good for you to get some sun."
Shuyun's eyes lit up and she felt happy.
After dinner, Xiao Ye took Shu Yun out of the house.
Since being captured, Shu Yun has never left the house where she was trapped. All she can see every day is the scenery outside the window. She is not familiar with Xiao Ye's private residence and doesn't even know where she is imprisoned in the house.
Xiao Ye took Shu Yun to the pavilion to bask in the sun.
The gooseneck chair nestled between the two figures. Shuyun sat sideways on the man's lap, her slender waist held in his broad palm. Xiao Ye held her arm as if he was holding a soft willow branch, and she could not escape from his palm no matter what.
Shuyun took a quick look and found that the yard was about the same size as Hengwuju, with a small pond and two banyan trees.
Shu Yun looked at the man beside her and said, "Brother, do you still remember the swing at Chanxueju?"
"That red swing is so beautiful. Yun'er loves swinging on it." Shu Yun snuggled up to Xiao Ye's chest, a hint of hope on her pale face. She begged, "Brother, can you make a swing for Yun'er?"
Shu Yun smiled, her dimples looking even more charming, "Yun'er is swinging on the swing, and Brother Ye is pushing her from behind, just like in the Marquis' Mansion."
Smiling faces gathered together, her breath was sweet, like sweet fruit wine, making her intoxicated. Xiao Ye's thoughts drifted away. She liked to swing, and she always liked him to push from behind because she could swing very high.
Her smile was reflected in Xiao Ye's pupils, which was submissive and flattering.
"Okay." Xiao Ye agreed, his lips dropped to her earlobe, and Shu Yun trembled slightly. His lips did not leave, and his hot breath poured down, and her ears slowly turned red. "Yun'er, you must sit still and don't move."
The hot and wet lips fell on her ear, and Shuyun's cheeks became hot. She reached out and pushed him away, full of the shyness of a little girl, and said to him angrily: "The maids are watching."
Xiao Ye held the little hand that was pushing him, turned around, and held the beautiful woman in his arms, who was warm and soft. At least for now, he accepted her gentleness.
Xiao Ye played with her slender fingers. Her small fingernails were dyed red, but because they had not been taken care of for a long time, they had grown into white nails.
Xiao Ye said, "Tomorrow, have the maids wash the nail polish and replace it with new ones."
Shu Yun lowered her eyes, looked at the fingers he was playing with in his palm, and agreed obediently.
Shuyun thought Xiao Ye was just talking, but she didn't expect that three days later, the red swing in the yard was built.
Shuyun, having recovered from her cold, sat on the swing, her embroidered shoes hidden beneath her skirt. Her newly dyed hands grasped the sturdy rope. Her bright face was full of smiles as she looked up at the man standing in front of her and said, "Brother is pushing from behind."
Xiao Ye bent down slightly and rubbed her head. Her beautiful smile came into his eyes, and he was reluctant to close his eyes.
He went behind Shuyun and pushed her on the swing.
The hem of her skirt swayed in the wind, revealing a pair of embroidered shoes, with a red rope tied around her slender white ankles.
"Brother, can you please make it a little higher?" Shuyun's voice was soft and sweet, like a piece of malt candy, with a faint fragrance blowing in the breeze.
He pushed the swing a little higher, and Shuyun looked into the distance, but unfortunately the wall was too high. She could only see the trapped courtyard and could not see the outside.
Shuyun felt a little lost.
It was late at night and the place was quiet. The candlelight was dim. A cup of water placed quietly on the table was knocked over. The water dripped down and wet the skirt. A figure was reflected on the wall.
Shu Yun wrapped her arms around the man's neck, resting her head on his shoulder to catch her breath. She was already sweating profusely, and her knees were wrapped around his thin waist, and almost all of her weight was leaning on him.
"Brother, I'm sleepy." Shuyun's cat-like voice sounded, begging him, "Let me down."
Xiao Ye held her hips and whispered in her ear, "It's not even as high as the swing my sister is sitting on today, why are you leaving now?"
Xiao Ye held her in his arms and walked forward, stumbling with every step. Shu Yun hurriedly hugged him tightly, leaning her back against the wall, finally having someone to lean on.
Her hair was disheveled, her hairpins were askew, her face was still flushed, and her almond-shaped eyes were tinged with red. This look made people want to bully her. Xiao Ye pecked her lips lightly and said in a hoarse voice, "How about letting my sister go to the yard tomorrow?"
Shu Yun paused, not wanting to continue this with him, so she slowly kissed him back on the lips.
Her kissing skills were still immature and messy, but even so, she easily stirred Xiao Ye's heart.
He twisted his wet fingers, causing Shu Yun to tremble slightly and hug him tighter. Xiao Ye held her head, taking the initiative and deepening the kiss.
The scattered clothes beside the table were in disarray. The man walked past the embroidered dress and went to the bed.
Shu Yun raised her hand softly, circled his neck, and grasped the man's hair with her long fingers. The two of them hugged each other and rubbed their ears together, more intimate than a married couple.
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After that night, Shuyun was allowed to leave the house once every two days. She could only walk around in the courtyard. After half an hour, she was asked to go back by the maid who followed her.
The house was locked again and could not be opened until Xiao Ye came back.
That afternoon, Shuyun left the house accompanied by her maid. She swung on the swing in the yard with a lack of interest, planning how to escape from this private residence.
Shuyun suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure hiding beside the bushes behind the pavilion. When she looked closely, she saw that it was the unconscious woman.
This woman would sneak into the yard when the maids were not paying attention.
Shuyun stopped swinging and came to the back of the pavilion. The woman saw her, crouched down under the bushes, stretched out her hand and made a "hush" sound, signaling her not to speak.
Shu Yun nodded, pretended not to notice her, and blocked her figure.
Soon, two maids came to the yard, looking for the woman.
The maid sent by Xiao Ye to serve Shu Yun personally gave a wink, and the two maids walked towards the pavilion and saw the woman hiding in the bushes.
The woman was found and got a little grumpy. She sat down on the ground and said, "I'm not going back. I'm not going back."
She grabbed Shuyun's hand and said, "I'm not going back. It's fun in the yard, but it's boring in the house."
Shu Yun couldn't help but wonder, was she also imprisoned in this private residence by Xiao Ye?
The maidservant who followed said, "Young lady, they are also following the master's orders to take good care of this woman. If the master finds out that they are not keeping a good watch over her, they will inevitably be blamed. You should not interfere."
The woman grabbed Shuyun's hand, sat on the ground and said with a smile: "You are so beautiful."
Shuyun helped her up and asked, "I didn't say anything just now, but I helped you. What's your name?"
The woman said, "I don't understand what you're saying. I'm not eating, I'm not hungry! Madam wants some steamed cheese and crab meat puff pastry. Can you make them? Come with me to the kitchen."
The woman took Shuyun's hand and was about to go out, but two maids hurriedly held her back. One of the maids said, "I know, I know. Come on, I'll go to the kitchen with you."
The woman frowned and said, "How can you cook? You play hide-and-seek with me all day long, and you've never been into the kitchen."
"Let's go to the kitchen and ask the chef to make it."
The maid coaxed and deceived the woman away. As she was walking, the woman suddenly got startled and said, "Madam? Where is Madam?!"
"I'm looking for the lady? Have you seen the lady?"
The woman looked around for someone, and when she turned around and saw Shuyun, she was stunned. She was led away by the maid, and she looked back every few steps. She looked at Shuyun reluctantly and said, "Such a beautiful girl, the lady will surely love her very much."
As the woman spoke, her expression suddenly changed. She frowned and murmured, "Madam...who is it?"
She covered her aching head and felt very uncomfortable.
Shuyun watched the woman being led away, puzzled. Who was the "madam" she was referring to? Could it be Xiao Ye's deceased mother?
Shuyun thought back to her first encounter with the woman. Back then, the woman was holding an empty swaddling cloth, hiding from the maids chasing after her. She was acting crazy, and they mistook her for her, calling her "Madam."
She hasn't even gotten married yet, but she's already called Madam. She looks like an unmarried girl.
Shu Yun asked the maid, "Who is this lady she's talking about?"
The maid shook her head, "I don't know."
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Although Shuyun was locked in the room, the maids satisfied her requests as long as they were not excessive.
Shuyun asked for some tongcao, took out the white marrow from the tongcao, and made tongcao flowers to pass the time. However, the tongcao flower hairpins she made this time were small and could be completed in two days.
Make a few more, they will have their own wonderful uses.
Suddenly, there was a sound of unlocking outside the room. Shuyun became alert. Before the door was pushed open, she picked up the small mirror on the table, tilted her head slightly, and pretended to admire the tongcao flower hairpin in her hair.
With a faint smile on her lips, Shuyun stroked the cypress flower hairpin with her slender hands, her eyebrows lowered, and her pretty face was revealed under the candlelight.
Xiao Ye walked towards her. Shu Yun heard the footsteps and moved her eyes away from the mirror. She was slightly stunned when she saw the servant behind him holding a tray.
Xiao Ye signaled the servant to put the tray on the table, and Shuyun discovered that the tray was filled with gold hairpins, gold hairpins, gold bracelets, and pearl earrings.
The servant left the room. Xiao Ye looked at the tongcao flowers in her hair. Shu Yun noticed his gaze, put down the small mirror, lowered her head slightly, and used her slender fingers to gather the hair from her temples. "Brother, does this hairpin look good?"
Xiao Ye said: "People are more beautiful than flowers."
Shu Yun was shy and looked up secretly, but when her eyes met his, she paused for a moment, pursed her lips and looked away.
Xiao Ye saw this shy look and naturally remembered it in his heart.
Xiao Ye said, "Today is my sister's birthday. Do you like these jewels?"
"Brother, you got it wrong. Today is September 20th, and the day after tomorrow is the 22nd." Shu Yun said angrily, "You even got your sister's birthday wrong."
Xiao Ye said, "September 21st is the third young lady's birthday. My younger sister was born earlier than her. Since we don't know the date, we'll just assume she was born two days earlier, rounding it up to the 20th."
"From today on, my sister's birthday will be September 20th." Xiao Ye affirmed.
September 20th.
Shuyun was stunned for a long time. At first glance, it sounded like what he said. She must have been born earlier than Xiao Shuzhen, but as to how much earlier, no one knew except her biological mother.
Perhaps, she was born on September 20th.
"Sister, try this new hairpin." Xiao Ye picked up a gilded butterfly flower hairpin and pinned it in Shuyun's hair. He took the small mirror in his hand and looked at it for her to see.
Shu Yun tilted her head slightly and looked at the hairpin in the mirror. "It looks good."
Shu Yun raised her head and smiled sweetly, "Thank you, brother."
Xiao Ye sat down and waited for her to try on other jewelry.
Shuyun picked up the pearl necklace. The round and small pearls were cold, and soon they were stained with the residual warmth of her palm.
Shu Yun hesitated to put on the necklace. After thinking for a moment, she sat on Xiao Ye's lap with the pearl necklace in her hand, and put one hand around his neck. She said, "Since today is my birthday, could you please return my several hundred taels of silver to its original owner?"
Shu Yun explained, "I'm used to sending maids away on weekdays, but I don't have anything right now."
Xiao Ye chuckled, pinched her cheeks, and said calmly, "Sister, you are imprisoned in the room, why are you sending a maid?"
He said it in the calmest tone, with a half-smile on his lips, as if he had seen through her thoughts. Shuyun suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.
Xiao Ye's eyes suddenly became deep, his slender fingers moved around her snow-white neck, staring at her nervously, and said, "Come here and kiss me."
Shuyun slowly moved closer, held the man's face, and kissed his lips.
Xiao Ye took off his hairpin, letting his tied black hair fall down. He picked her up and carried her back to the bed.
Shu Yun's whole body stiffened and she turned her head away to avoid Xiao Ye's kiss.
Slowly, the man's delicate kisses fell on her snow-white shoulders, becoming increasingly gentle, and his big hands caressed her lightly. Shu Yun softened her body, and her resistance dropped. She held onto his shoulders, and her breaths were mixed with soft moans.
She was so delicate that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of her. Her almond-shaped eyes were sparkling and wet as she looked at him, looking especially soft.
Their chests pressed together, their heartbeats quickening.
As beads of sweat fell, Xiao Ye took Shu Yun's hand and stroked the wet mattress, and put his lips to Shu Yun's lips, "Sister, you like it too. Hold me so tightly."
Shuyun's heart was beating fast, as if she had just experienced a long chase, and she was sweating profusely and had not yet recovered.
Her palm touched something wet, and the warmth gradually turned cold. Shuyun's palm felt like it was burning, her cheeks were burning, and she curled up her palm and tried to move away, but Xiao Ye grabbed her wrist.
Xiao Ye turned her over, and Shuyun lay on the pillow, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.
The man lowered his head and kissed her lips. He put his long arms around her slender waist from behind, lifted her up, and held her in front of him.
The bony fingers gripped her slender white ankle, preventing her from running away.
That night, Xiao Ye took two contraceptive pills.
The next day, Shuyun was half asleep when she felt an itch in the center of her legs, as if ants were crawling around.
She opened her eyes drowsily, only to see Xiao Ye sitting beside her, holding a small jar in one hand and applying medicine to her with the other.
Shu Yun's cheeks flushed red. She held his wrist and whispered, "I can do it myself."
"The medicine is almost finished, why dirty my sister's hands?" Xiao Ye said with a normal expression, which made her look too shy. "Sister, please sleep a little longer."
When Shuyun opened her eyes and saw this scene, she could no longer sleep. She turned her head away and let him finish applying the medicine.
"My Lord, the Marquis is here."
Suddenly, Fu Feng's voice came from outside.
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