Chapter 12 Back Mountain (2)
"What is the reward?" He looked at Shuying impatiently, his eyes falling on the creamy white skin on her neck, slowly moving upwards, and then falling on her soft cherry lips, his eyes flushed red.
"Princess, could you please let me touch you just once? I will never hurt you."
Chu Qingluo heard the man's trembling voice and knew that he had been longing for it for a long time. She smiled sweetly and replied, "Okay, if you can do something great, I will let you touch me."
Ever since the fall of the Long Kingdom, she had long since abandoned her chastity. If she could restore the kingdom and allow the Ruan family to rise again, then a mere privet, she curled her lips, would be no harm in giving it to this madman...
Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan was suddenly overjoyed and longed to hold this lovely girl in his arms. His chaotic thoughts were in a mess.
"Princess, you have to keep your word..." He didn't care about etiquette at the moment. He was so excited that he danced like a child and refused to let her leave.
She did not resist and let him hold her in his arms, feeling the joy of Feng Xuan spread into her heart.
Chu Qingluo spoke solemnly, his face still expressionless: "Help me to avenge myself, and I will be yours."
"well……"
Repeating one word in his mouth, Feng Yan hugged Yu Rouhuase in his arms tighter, as if he wanted to embrace her into his bones and hold her into his body.
However, the delicate figure smiled indifferently, broke away uncomfortably, and warned him that he could only taste it briefly at this moment.
There was no more love left in this world, only a deep hatred that could not be released. If he could really avenge this hatred, she could be his. As for the so-called true love, she probably didn't have it.
Her eyes became sharper again. Chu Qingluo whispered softly, as if she had already controlled this person in her palm: "Go away. If anything goes wrong, I will hold you accountable."
"I obey your command."
Reluctantly letting go, Feng Xuan smiled with satisfaction, then quickly retreated, his figure disappearing into the mountains and forests.
If just a few words could make the Left Envoy do his utmost to help, it would be a good idea. It would not be too late to discuss the future affairs after she becomes the new master of the imperial city.
The mountain wind was getting colder, so she lightly wrapped her cloak around her shoulders and walked slowly down the mountain. She returned to her room and fell asleep.
It's almost there, everything is almost there...
Those who had bullied and humiliated her were about to pay back everything.
She no longer had to live such a miserable life, living in a state of confusion all day long, hiding from others, and even relying on a teacher for protection. It was really shameful to hear...
Mr. Qu had said that even though she had finished classes long ago, she still had to go to the side hall. The next morning, Chu Qingluo entered the elegant hall again and saw the figure, as white as fresh snow, writing with her eyes lowered. She saw her enter the elegant room, glance at it, and then look back at the scroll.
She simply leaned forward and bowed slightly, then sat down respectfully at the desk beside her, took out a book on Qin Dao, and began to read it alone without being disturbed.
The room was quiet, with only the sound of turning pages. She was used to it, so she kept her mind calm and said nothing, waiting for her husband to speak first.
"Students who have not yet finished their classes are not allowed to enter the side halls."
However, the clear shadow in front of the desk suddenly spoke, and what he said was what Meng Yatou had told him during the night study, about coming to the side courtyard to study.
After a moment of reflection, she replied softly, her words as gentle as a student who had committed a serious offense: "I didn't know this rule. I hope you won't blame me, sir. I won't give bad advice to my classmates again."
Qu Hanjin was silent for a moment after hearing this, and suddenly placed a plate of fruit on the table in front of her, then sat back on the chair with elegant manners.
She couldn't help but look closely at the things on the plate. It looked like candied fruit, and she asked in confusion, "What is this..."
"It's candied fruit. You can try it." He frowned slightly and answered in a deep voice.
The tea he had drunk earlier was picked by him personally. An idea came to Chu Qingluo. She took a piece of candied fruit and tasted it carefully. She asked casually, "Did Mr. make this?"
The young master Qing Jue in front of him acquiesced without saying anything, his cold gaze still fixed on the page: "I heard that most women like to eat, so I made some in my free time. I wonder if it suits your taste."
It was actually made by Mr. himself...
It's a random guess, but it can be guessed correctly.
She frowned and smiled, then thought more deeply and realized that this candied fruit was made by the master for Princess Mu Xiao.
She recalled the rumors circulating throughout the mansion and chuckled softly, "Sir, you are very considerate. Whether you do well or not, Princess Mu Xiao will be happy."
"Do you know Mu Xiao?"
Qu Hanjin paused when he heard the sound, looked up in surprise, and then calmed down in an instant.
Talking about the princess, the usually calm and composed gentleman unexpectedly lost his composure. Surprised, she slowly lowered her head and said in a gentle voice, "I thought that this was already known to the Ministry of Music..."
According to them, the renowned Mr. Qu and Princess Mu Xiao have been in love for years, but for unknown reasons, nothing has blossomed...
She brought it up rashly, thinking that it might remind Mr. of something disturbing.
"Well, the candied fruit is indeed prepared for the princess." But the young man sighed and gave up, chatting with her casually.
"Is there anything you want to ask?" Qu Hanjin walked gracefully to the side of the beautiful girl with his hands hanging down, and asked in a low voice. Fearing that she might misunderstand him, he quickly pointed at the register with his long finger.
"I mean the knowledge in books."
Chu Qingluo came back to her senses and looked around. She had just been chatting idly with the teacher, and it seemed that she hadn't read a single word...
Pulling the book closer, she lowered her brows and replied, "I haven't figured it out yet."
"Forget it, let me teach this lesson first."
Standing upright in front of the desk, the teacher waved his sleeves lightly and began to teach the lesson in a stern manner without any anger.
Seeing the teacher about to give a lecture, Chu Qingluo suddenly interrupted, her eyes filled with confusion: "I have a question. If I cannot fully understand the teacher's meaning, how should I cope with myself in the Ministry of Music?"
The hall fell silent, and she only heard the young master reply, "Then continue in this room and I will teach you until you understand it."
It was clearly stated that in order to ensure fairness, each student would only be taught once, but why did she give such an answer...
After that, she stopped interrupting and listened to the class attentively.
The figure standing in the elegant hall was as pure and ethereal as an immortal, as indifferent as a floating cloud, his white clothes seemed covered with three layers of snow, and his voice was like the clear mountain spring. To be his student was truly a pleasure.
She lowered her eyes and listened attentively. Time passed in a flash, until the book was turned to the last page, and the make-up class for the day seemed to be over.
"To be still and serene without tranquility is to be restless. The essence of playing the qin lies in being neither impatient nor frivolous. To enter the qin with the heart and to harmonize with the world is the ultimate path of the qin..."
The words were so powerful that Bai Ai Qing Xue, who was a few steps away, thought of them. She closed the book, stood up and walked towards the inner room.
As Qu Hanjin walked, he said calmly, "That's all for today's lessons. Let's take a break and go to the main hall."
"gentlemen!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, she suddenly called out, wanting to know who the candidates for the Qin Ji that the gentleman had chosen for Princess Mu Xiao's celebration banquet were.
"I'd like to attend the Princess's Merit Banquet in half a month. Could you please tell me a little bit about the chosen ladies for the banquet?"
After hearing that, he turned around slowly and looked at this bright and beautiful woman calmly, as if he revealed a little, but also as if he revealed nothing at all.
"In any case, you are not among them."
It now seemed that she had indeed failed the course because of her confinement in reflection, which was understandable to him.
Chu Qingluo pondered for a moment, then pleaded, "I will do my best, sir. Please give me another chance!"
"Why are you so eager?" He looked back coldly, gazing at the delicate woman sitting upright with a faint gaze, as if he could see through something and measured her from head to toe.
Unabashedly expressing her longing, she politely replied, echoing the sentiments of many other young ladies: "To be able to play music at the banquet is to have the master's approval, a truly unparalleled honor. Everyone desires this opportunity, and I am no exception."
Qu Hanjin looked at her with a cold, deep gaze, showing no mercy. "But I, Qu, dislike flatterers the most. I beg you to be my disciple, but you should improve your qin skills."
Seeing Jing's persistence, she asked again, hoping to soften his heart for a moment and take the next step towards intimacy: "If I practice diligently, could you change your mind, sir?"
"When that moment comes, it will not be too late."
However, the young master only said this, walked into the inner room, and never came out again.
In the past two days, I was invited to Huatang Yadian to learn Qindao and music theory. It seemed that the relationship between me and this gentleman was still that of a teacher and a student. When I wanted to get closer to him, he kept me away from him.
Treat others with courtesy and think long-term ahead. The rumored Mr. Qu really knows a lot about propriety.
There is still half a month left before the palace banquet, which should be enough time for him to pay attention. He cannot display his piano skills at the moment, but the opportunity to enter the palace is not what she wants.
What she wanted was to have the Grand Master of Music of the Ministry of Rites within her grasp and in her hands.
Since her husband is so indifferent, she will give him a push...
Chu Qingluo leisurely left the courtyard, bowed to the servant guarding the side hall, and silently gazed at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, wondering how long that gentleman could remain indifferent...
Looking up, she saw Meng Yatou waving her hand in the corridor, calling her to go to the dining hall for lunch.
"Tomorrow is the Qiqiao Festival, and the pots of flowers in my room need your careful attention." The dining hall was crowded with people, and Meng Ying'er didn't feel like going there, so she took her to wander around the courtyard. "You've been in the side hall for two days. Have you discovered anything about the master's feelings for Princess Mu Xiao?"
Look at the gentleman's words and actions. He took great pains to make the candied fruit for the princess. He must have a crush on her... She was a little confused and didn't seem to understand.
Whether it was respect or admiration, he treated the princess differently from others. She hesitated to speak, fearing that the maid would find out and she would be depressed for a few days.
"The master made some candied fruit, and he said he wanted to give it to the princess," Chu Qingluo said in a low voice, embarrassed, "I see what the master means..."
"If the rumors are true... the gentleman has reached adulthood, but has never been married. He must be silently waiting for the princess..." Meng Ying'er clapped her hands in understanding, but she did not feel sad. The love hidden in her heart seemed to deepen.
"Thinking about it, you are truly a devoted man, keeping yourself pure for your beloved and waiting till now..."
The girl didn't feel sad. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to what she had heard, she asked hesitantly, "Is the master... not married yet?"
I thought that all the officials in the court would marry early in life to stabilize their power, and some of those who were still unmarried would also take a concubine...
However, the gentleman had a cold nature and lived in seclusion in Siyuefu for many years, sleeping on stones and rinsing his mouth with streams. It was common for him not to marry or take concubines.
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