Chapter 80: Drunk (2) [VIP]
"Hmm..." Chu Qingluo uttered a word in his sleepiness, hummed softly, and fell into a sweet dream contentedly.
When I woke up the next morning, I saw the morning glow and the faint chirping of birds and the sound of pine wind outside the window, which made me feel particularly soothed.
Qu Hanjin sat up slowly, rubbing his eyebrows lightly, and really couldn't remember the scene after drinking.
Looking at the pretty girl, who had already changed her dress, he hesitated and said, "Last night..."
She looked in the bronze mirror and put on her hairpin, her eyes full of smiles: "Sir, you were drunk, and I flirted with you."
"Sir, you don't believe it?" Looking through the bronze mirror, Chu Qingluo saw the shadow on the couch suddenly pause. She turned her gaze and pointed lightly at the servant outside the hall. "Fu Guang also knows. Sir, you can go ask him."
He knew what she meant by "frivolous".
After getting drunk last night, she had no trace of him, so she stayed here. He was silent for a moment, afraid that if he lost his composure again, he would hurt her.
Qu Hanjin looked at him worriedly, thought for a moment, and then said apologetically, "I...didn't hurt you, did I?"
After hearing this, she covered her slender waist in distress, glanced back with a complaining look, and an innocent look flashed across her slender eyes: "Of course I'm hurt. My waist still hurts this morning..."
It seemed that he was still hurt. He was like a child who had made a mistake. He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, with a hint of apology in his eyes.
"Qingluo, come here, I'll massage you." He raised his hand gently, motioning her to sit on the edge of the couch, wanting to serve her to make up for his debt.
Chu Qingluo really sat down upon hearing the voice, and Mr. Dushu's cool aura lingered around her. She was then pulled into his arms, feeling him gently rubbing her waist.
"Sir, you feel guilty?"
Unable to bear the tingling sensation, she suddenly chuckled. She had already teased him and didn't want to lie anymore: "I lied to you, sir. I slept well next to you last night."
The long fingers pressing on his waist suddenly stopped, and Qu Han seemed to be smiling. He never thought that one day he would be teased by a woman about the pleasures of sex.
She curled her lips into a soft smile, raised her fingers and stroked his slightly dry thin lips, taking advantage of the momentum, the distance between their lips was only an inch.
"Sir, you're so easy to deceive. Be careful not to be taken advantage of by a woman..."
Thinking back to the lie that Ci Mo Jiao Mei had just told, he solemnly confessed his ill intentions: "After all, I can't control myself towards Qing Luo."
When Mr. Qu said this, she felt both proud and embarrassed. Her eyes inexplicably fell on his slightly moving Adam's apple, and the desire to playfully arise again.
"Sir, you lost your composure yesterday and you've completely lost face," Chu Qingluo feigned distress and frowned, pretending to be embarrassed. She added meaningfully, "Sir, you're already drunk after just one drink. I was wondering if I should tell the other students about this ridiculous remark..."
"Qingluo, please..."
The young man begged helplessly, taking in her every frown and smile, not knowing that her unintentional seduction was the most irritating.
She was even more smug. She raised her bright eyes and asked the Grand Master of Music of the Ministry of Rites, "Please me? Others take action when they beg. How do you want to beg me, sir?"
The next moment, those slightly cold thin lips covered hers.
When she regained consciousness, she found herself imprisoned on the bed, and her husband was constantly demanding from her...
Can an act of intimacy be considered a plea?
She felt that the man in front of her was becoming increasingly despicable and she felt extremely ashamed, but she could only let him do as he pleased.
"How can this be considered begging..." Chu Qingluo complained quietly during the break. She slumped down, her words unclear. "Um... Sir, you are shameless..."
Afterwards, they whispered to each other in the clear tent, their breaths intertwined, and all thoughts stopped there.
She forgot how long she kissed him, she only knew that her hair bun, which she had just done, was messy again.
Not only her hair, but even her well-groomed clothes were a mess.
When a man walked out of the inner room again, it was already past noon. The guards at the gate of the mansion hurried over and bowed to the gentleman.
Stopping in his tracks, the guard quickly said, "Sir, someone from the Princess's Mansion has reported that the Princess, upon hearing of the marriage decree, has gone to His Majesty and made a scene, and no one could stop her. His Majesty is furious and wants to punish the Princess. The person who brought the report implores you to go and try to persuade her."
After a whole day, the marriage decree was spread throughout the palace and outside, and everyone in the streets and alleys knew about it. The princess was very unwilling to accept this, so she went to Guangcheng Palace and made a scene regardless of anything.
The servants of the princess's mansion were unable to persuade her, so they came here, hoping that Mr. Qu would persuade her a few words out of consideration for the princess's deep affection.
She understood the whole story and looked at him curiously to see how he would end up.
How could he dare to say anything when she was looking at him? Qu Hanjin's brows turned cold and he replied sternly, "The marriage decree has been issued. How can I persuade the princess? Let them do what they want."
After receiving the response, the palace guard retreated clearly. As soon as he left, the students in the palace hall followed him.
"It is rumored that the marriage was obtained by your request, is this true?"
Miss Xu was walking in front, her eyes slightly wide open in surprise. Thinking about how her husband had rejected the Xu family's marriage proposal, but now he was risking his life to beg for a concubine for the Ninth Prince, she really felt that she was being degraded to the dust.
He replied indifferently, his voice particularly cold: "Master has already announced in the hall that my heart has a place to go. Why are you surprised?"
"Walk,
Qu Hanjin took her jade finger, ignored everyone's gaze, and walked out of the mansion steadily.
The sky had been clear, but now a few dark clouds had drifted across it, and a soft drizzle of rain began to fall. She had left in such a hurry that she hadn't had time to take an umbrella with her. She remained silent for a moment, then followed obediently.
Fang, confusedly followed the teacher out of Siyue Mansion, but she had forgotten to ask who she was going to meet.
Chu Qingluo raised her eyebrows and asked Qingying beside her: "Where do you want to take me, sir?"
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He replied calmly, not paying any attention to the rain, and walked slowly.
Fearing that she might catch a cold, he suddenly stopped, took off his crane cloak and covered her head with it before continuing on his way.
She followed his footsteps around several streets and alleys, and walked to the end of an alley. She looked up and became even more confused.
The place where they stopped was an ordinary mansion, not one of great wealth and nobility. The gate was a bit old and the words on the plaque were no longer clear.
Just as she stopped for a moment, she saw a maid opening the door. She unconsciously moved closer to the master, fearing that the person living in this mansion was another confidant of the Ninth Prince.
Unexpectedly, the maid saw who was coming and after a moment of stunned silence, she suddenly smiled happily: "Young Master..."
Seeing Jing, he hurriedly turned around to call his wife. The maid ran away happily and almost tripped over a stone in the yard.
"Madam! It's the Master who's back! It's the Master!"
She looked back in surprise, and then she realized that the place the gentleman had brought her to was his mother's residence.
Before she could think carefully, he slowly led her into the mansion. She saw a kind-looking woman walking quickly from the inner room.
She has a faint fragrance like orchid, and her embroidered silk clothes are plain yet solemn. She must be the person in charge of this mansion.
Still bowing very politely, Qu Hanjin lowered his head and opened his lips, with a hint of tenderness in his solemnity.
"I brought a girl with me, and I want to see my mother."
His gentle eyes fell lightly on her. Qu's mother looked at her for several times, her eyes filled with joy, and she walked forward without any formalities.
"I've heard everything. This must be Miss Chu, right?" The marriage decree was widely spread, and Qu's mother must have known everything. Holding the bright and beautiful hand, Qu's mother couldn't hide her joy. "She's so beautiful. I love her."
Qu Hanjin calmly glanced back, his voice as clear as a spring as he introduced her slowly and leisurely: "She was originally a student at the Ministry of Music. During her time as a student, I fell in love with her and tried every possible means to ask Your Majesty for a marriage decree."
"I am unfilial for not informing my mother in advance."
The marriage proposal came suddenly, and the only person he felt guilty towards was his mother who had lived alone all year round.
He had thought about returning to visit this house often, but his mother would not allow him to do so and told him to focus on teaching. He obeyed her orders and returned to the house less and less frequently.
"Your marriage is your own decision. I will not interfere." Qu's mother seemed unconcerned and continued to look at the girl in front of her happily.
"Miss, could you please come with me into the house? I have something to say to you."
Chu Qingluo was still in a state of confusion. She was caught off guard by the master's move and didn't know how to respond for a long time.
Faced with the destruction of her country, the Ninth Prince and Emperor Xuanlong, she planned day and night, not daring to neglect for a moment, but she never expected that she would have to face the lady of this mansion.
This person is also Mr.'s mother...
She walked into the mansion hall and stood at one side very dignifiedly, watching Qu's mother busy making tea and serving cakes. She went over to help in a daze, thinking that this lady was just like her husband, not asking the servants to do these trivial things, but doing them herself.
Qu's mother hurriedly stopped her and asked her to sit back down at the table: "Please sit down, young lady. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."
Gradually feeling guilty, Chu Qingluo was at a loss as to what to do. She clenched her hands awkwardly and whispered, "I didn't know it was the Madam I came to see. I came empty-handed and didn't bring any gifts. It was the Master..."
"Don't feel guilty, young lady. I know it was his idea," she interrupted with a faint smile. Qu's mother shook her head meaningfully, her tone softening again. "Besides, I don't like the etiquette of the world. Don't look at me as if I look so proper and dignified. I also have a playful nature."
After listening to what Qu's mother said, she felt refreshed and no longer restrained, and her whole body relaxed a lot.
"I was truly delighted the first time I saw the young lady. I never thought she would fall in love with her own student..." Mother Qu was filled with emotion. As if thinking of someone, she suddenly asked, "Have you heard of Princess Mu Xiao?"
Rumors of the princess's love for Mr. Qu had already spread throughout the capital, so it was no surprise that Qu's mother knew about it. However, when Qu's mother suddenly mentioned the princess, she didn't understand what she meant.
Eyelashes drooping slowly, Chu Qingluo replied softly, "I've heard that the princess...has feelings for you, sir."
"The princess, a girl, kept chasing him, but he ignored her. The autumn wind blew past my ears, and I almost thought he had some kind of adultery..." Qu's mother recalled the rumors she had heard in the wine shop and teahouse in the past, and thought of his cold and aloof appearance. Today, when she finally saw him bringing the girl, she felt relieved.
"Now it seems that he just hasn't met the right person."
"This is the first time I see him bringing a girl here. I believe he loves her deeply..." Looking at the beautiful figure with a smile on her face, the woman sat beside her and poured tea for her leisurely.
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