Chapter 19 Home Visit (1)
A clear voice came from behind her, and long, bony fingers covered her delicate hand. A calm and indifferent voice fell in her ear: "Master will play it for you once..."
The melody of the zither flowed softly, and she found it extremely pleasant. Chu Qingluo leaned lightly in Qing's arms, feeling comfortable and affectionate, like a couple of gods who had been together for a hundred years.
"Have I embarrassed you, sir?"
She suddenly raised her eyes and saw the gentleman looking down at her.
Their lips were so close to each other that it seemed as if they could kiss if they were just an inch closer.
The delicate figure in his arms was extremely bright, with a blush on her jade cheeks, her autumn eyes like water, her eyes trembling intensely, and every slight change in her expression captivated the man's heart.
His eyes slowly fell on the soft cherry lips, and he felt his heart trembling. Qu Han seemed to be in a trance for a moment. If he could be trapped in such warmth and softness, he would have no regrets.
The music of the piano stopped abruptly. His white fingers slowly stroked her black hair, tucking the scattered strands of black hair behind her ears. He leaned forward again, forcing his lips a little closer.
It seems like a test, but also like it cannot be helped.
Chu Qingluo just stayed there obediently, her rosy face showing shyness. Her bright eyes did not dare to look at him, but she did not dodge, and she did not say a word for a long time.
"Why don't you hide..."
His thin lips didn't come any closer, he asked in confusion, his eyes gradually becoming clear again.
Qu Hanjin straightened his body, coughed lightly, and asked Xiang Huainei Jiaowan: "Do you know what your master is going to do..."
Who would have thought that this delicate beauty would gently nestle in my arms.
She was so weak and delicate, so soft and boneless, that she could be pushed away with just a gentle push.
Lowering her trembling eyelashes, her face returned to normal, Chu Qingluo sat up straight and whispered, "Whatever the master wishes... I will do it."
"What kind of shameless person do you think your master will become?" Hearing her say this, his heart trembled violently, and he straightened his expression and responded.
With a hint of a smile still on her lips, Chu Qingluo replied softly, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment: "Mr. Qu is someone who can understand students, and also... someone who can make students willingly do what they want."
The young master was extremely confused, as if this confusion had been lingering in his mind for a long time. He spoke vaguely, then opened his mouth and said, "Why... do you treat me like this?"
"The student doesn't understand." She glanced at him and shook her head delicately.
"Are you...seducing me?"
It seemed like Cheng Si had been thinking about it for several days. Qu Han was silent for a few moments and then asked cautiously.
She was definitely trying to seduce him. He had been watching her every move these days. Every action was a blatant seduction. He no longer needed to test her, having finally come to terms with the truth...
His students were bewitching him.
Hearing this, the beauty in front of her eyes smiled faintly, and replied fearlessly: "Delight...how can it be called seduction."
She was actually pleased...
She didn't approach him for the purpose of attending the banquet. She tried every means to talk to him more because of her love for him. He was stunned and stagnant, unable to utter a word.
"Listen carefully, I will only play it once today."
Seeing the situation, Qu Hanjin looked back at the strings of the zither. He could not bear the emotion for a moment and quickly turned his thoughts back to the music.
But he knew very well that his mind had been confused silently.
Although the music he played afterwards was not too bad, it was not as calm as usual. He knew that his playing was extremely flawed, but when he looked at the delicate woman in front of him, she seemed to be distracted.
Fortunately, she wasn't listening carefully. He plucked the thin thread lightly with one finger and suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking that your qin playing is unparalleled in the world, and the music you play is certainly the most beautiful," Chu Qingluo replied slowly, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at the lanterns hanging from the beams. "I was just wondering, if Princess Mu Xiao also wanted to learn qin, would you be willing to teach her?"
Speaking of the princess, he couldn't help but frown. He understood her intention and spoke coldly: "Why did you suddenly mention Mu Xiao?"
"I just feel that the princess and you are made for each other, a perfect match, a couple that all the girls in the mansion envy. I think it would be a wonderful sight to see you teaching the princess to play the piano." There was a hint of regret in her eyes, and she sighed without saying anything else.
Qu Hanjin understood and stood up, smoothing the wrinkles on his sleeves. His eyes seemed to hide dissatisfaction. "Did Mu Xiao ask you to be a lobbyist?"
Still filled with doubts, she stood up and suddenly said, "Sir, you clearly have the princess in your heart, why…"
"The relationship between the master and the princess is only that of a ruler and his subject, nothing else."
He was interrupted mid-sentence. The young master spoke solemnly, instantly shattering all the rumors and gossip about the princess: "You said so much, just to help Mu Xiao express his feelings."
"Let me be clear with you. I've never cared about romantic matters, and I still don't care about them."
It really comes without any effort...
She had originally felt that the entanglement between the student and the princess was a little strange, but now she understood it completely.
It's really just the princess' wishful thinking.
The gentleman had no other choice but to be polite to Mu Xiao, not daring to offend the princess who had made outstanding military achievements. As a result, this situation emerged.
"I will report back to the princess what you said, sir."
Chu Qingluo suddenly felt at ease. She had previously felt that this relationship was a thorn in her side, but now, after hearing it, her concerns were no longer there. She looked back at the unplayed "Wild Goose Guidance" and replied softly, "Teacher, please teach me a few more times."
But her mind was already in a mess, and she couldn't play the zither at all. Her clear, jade-like figure gently frowned between her brows, indicating that she should listen to the lesson another day.
"I am a little tired, so let's stop here for today."
She listened without hesitation, her eyes falling on the lanterns hanging high up, and she chuckled softly, "That rabbit lantern looks really nice hanging on the beams. Sometimes I think you're old-fashioned, but sometimes I think you're quite a leisurely and elegant person."
"It's rare to hear a woman praise you like this. It sounds strange, but strangely comforting."
In just a few minutes, he had made the relationship between himself and the princess clear, but he still had no idea what he felt for her.
I just feel that being with her is quite pleasant.
"The student is leaving and will see you in the classroom."
She tactfully bowed and retreated, feeling that the extremely intimate behavior just now was like a dream.
Just as my mother said, all the false desires in the world are like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, which arise in a thought and disappear in a thought.
But it didn't matter. She didn't want to be in such a situation where they could only smile at each other. A gentleman like him who was so rigid in convention would definitely want him to break away from the rules of propriety and abandon the etiquette he had built up over the years...
Belong to her completely again.
At this moment, there must be a thorough dispute and breakup, like a thunderclap that suddenly falls, instantly destroying the etiquette that the gentleman has observed thousands of times.
Perhaps it was fate that the opportunity she needed appeared right before her eyes, at the right time, just what she wanted.
After that, everyone in class whispered to each other. The whispers were not loud, but they came one after another, because Mr. Qu was going to announce in the classroom the selection of the zither girl to be at the banquet.
Meng girl unconsciously clutched the hem of her skirt, stole a glance at the delicate figure at the next table, and whispered, "Qingluo, I heard that in today's class, the teacher will be selecting the candidates to attend the banquet at Princess Mu Xiao's palace. I'm so panicked, my heart is about to jump out of my chest."
She would definitely not be among the candidates. He was so committed to justice that he broke the rules for a girl. But the time has not come yet...
She feigned panic as she stared straight at the steps until the cold and elegant figure approached. Only then did she follow his gaze and said, "I am no different... If I were lucky enough to enter the palace once, it would be the greatest blessing of my life."
"Shh, the teacher is here..." Meng Ying'er quickly fell silent and waited for the teacher to speak.
The hall suddenly fell silent, waiting for the master to announce the guests to the banquet. The Qin Hall was solemn and dignified for a moment.
Qu Hanjin stood like a jade tree in a forest of jade, his cold eyes swept lightly over the noble lady who was listening respectfully, without any trace of surprise in his eyes.
He lowered his gaze, then looked back at the book in his hand, and said calmly, "Regarding the zither girl who will be attending the banquet, Qu has already decided. I will stay for a moment after hearing her name."
"Xu Anyao, Song Yan..."
The clear voice called out each name one by one, and the girls who were called were ecstatic, unable to hide the joy on their faces at all.
The already arrogant and domineering daughter of the Xu family became even more arrogant. She looked around at everyone as if she was superior, and a sneer came from her lips.
The women's names were called one after another, but as she expected, her name was not heard...
"Meng Ying'er."
He spoke to the last person, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then calmly walked out of the hall. "The above students will continue to study music after their lessons. The rest of you should not be discouraged. Only by practicing diligently can you make further progress."
Chu Qingluo looked up at the sky outside the window. It was covered with dark clouds, blocking out the sun.
It looked like it was going to rain heavily, which was exactly what she wanted.
Some people were happy and some were sad around them. The girl wanted to clap her hands in celebration with relief, but suddenly realized that her name was not among them. She quietly suppressed her smile and was at a loss for words.
"Qingluo... I've thought about it again and again. Maybe Mr. has forgotten you." When Meng Ying'er said these soothing words, she felt embarrassed and stopped celebrating. "You go and remind him a few times. Maybe he will remember..."
She lowered her eyebrows and smiled self-deprecatingly, then said something with a slight curl of her lips. Seeing that the class was over, she walked slowly towards the courtyard alone: "You don't have to feel comforted. I knew this result long ago..."
Light flowers fluttered in the courtyard, and peach branches trembled in the wind. A few moments later, heavy rain poured down, soaking the eaves and the walls of the mansion.
Seeing the storm coming fiercely, the girls went into the house one after another, and no one was watching in the garden anymore.
The rain poured down all of a sudden, soaking her clothes and skirts thoroughly. Chu Qingluo walked along the stone path beside the pavilion in a daze.
She was like a fallen leaf, and if she continued to be beaten by wind and rain, she would be broken into pieces, and it would be difficult for her to heal back to her original state.
She felt the endless raindrops falling on her hair and cheeks. Her hair was messed up by the rain and her clothes were soaked by the downpour.
This appearance is so miserable that anyone who sees it will feel pity.
not enough……
She lowered her eyes and looked at herself, feeling disheveled and particularly embarrassed. She felt that she needed to pretend to be frustrated and downtrodden so that her husband would lose his patience and run over in a panic.
As expected, not long after, an oil-paper umbrella was held above my head, casting a small shadow.
She turned her head and saw that the person holding the umbrella was Mr. Qu, who had just announced the names of the guests at the banquet.
This figure was also covered in rain and dew, his brows were tightly furrowed, but his demeanor was still elegant, and the rain all over his body seemed unable to tarnish his purity and perfection.
Qu Hanjin stared at the figure in front of him, thinking that she had just caught a cold and was still weak. After a while, he said, "You've just recovered from a serious illness, and you're still exposed to the rain like this. If you get sick again, you'll fall behind in your studies and it will be difficult to catch up."
The pretty girl in front of him shook her head lightly, not even looking at him, her eyes looking back at him dimly.
"Sir, don't worry about me. Once I've packed my bags, I'll leave on my own..."
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