Chapter 88 Confrontation (2) [VIP]
Then a cloak fell on her shoulders. The crane cloak was filled with the pleasant fragrance of snow, and there was a faint scent of ink and brush floating in the air.
She then leaned her head back, closed her eyes and took a leisurely nap.
"Are you sleepy?" The young man glanced at her sideways and raised his hand to wrap her cloak tighter.
Chu Qingluo smiled delicately, moved closer, narrowed her eyes, and asked cunningly, "No, I just wanted to lean on your shoulder, sir, but you won't let me?"
"How dare I..." Since this was what she wanted, how could she dare to disobey? He lowered his eyes and smiled softly, then naturally embraced her in his arms.
But then again, if she had been careless just now, she would have had to meet her husband again in the underworld, and she would not even be able to get married in this life, and she would not even be able to avenge the destruction of her country... Everything would have failed and ended in vain.
"Husband...if the princess had just ignored the past and insisted on killing us," she asked in a delicate voice, looking up with feigned melancholy, meeting his deep gaze, "would my husband and I have become a short-lived couple?"
Qu Hanjin was startled, his anger suddenly ignited by her. Afraid that he had misheard, he hesitantly lowered his voice, "Qingluo, call me a few more times so I can hear you more clearly."
She called him husband.
She called him husband so shyly...
Just now, he was in danger in Guangcheng Palace, but his heart was not as turbulent as it is now. He felt his heart beating like thunder, and his eyes were difficult to distinguish between light and darkness.
I don't know why he reacted like this when I called him husband. Chu Qingluo pondered for a moment, feeling that she had unintentionally aroused the spring water in her husband's heart, and was stunned for a moment.
Intoxicated by the warmth and fragrance of the soft couch, he had been eager to have her call him affectionately. Observing the gentleman's earnest expression, she suddenly felt amused and wanted to fulfill his wish and take the opportunity to tease him.
Her voice became even softer, and she leaned closer again, teasing with a seductive look, "My husband, if you want me to call you as many times as you want, I will call you back."
Mr. Wang suddenly froze, looking back at her with his usual serious expression. Chu Qingluo smiled faintly and touched his snow-white robe. Soon, her slender fingers were grasped: "I am willing to do everything for my husband. Whatever my husband wants, I will offer it to him..."
His clear and cold face flushed unconsciously. He had never expected that his life would be ruined by a student. He tried his best to calm the turmoil in his heart and pondered for a while.
"Qingluo, I can't resist this temptation."
Qu Hanjin said this in a cold and solemn tone, his posture straight, pretending to be a gentleman as usual when teaching, and his eyes indicated that he was still in the carriage.
Unaware of what he meant, she smiled gently and quietly touched the young master's jade belt, speaking each word with shyness and impatience: "I can't help it... then there's no need to be so formal. I just happen to be able to serve my husband in the carriage for once."
"Don't panic, my husband. No one will know..." She was really as charming as a fox, and could easily confuse his mind. It seemed that if she said a few more words, the husband would completely lose control.
"I am here to undress my husband..."
Seeing that his clear eyes had turned red with desire, yet he remained indifferent, she wondered when his willpower had increased. She was embarrassed and annoyed and called out again, as if she would not stop until she saw that he could no longer control his emotions.
"Husband..." Chu Qingluo exuded a charming charm. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer, she teased him like an addict.
Although he claimed to be a man of few desires and a pure heart, of course he was not interested in anything except her.
His thoughts had already been aroused by her. Qu Hanjin suddenly turned over, pushed this bright beauty to the chair, leaned over and stared at her, saying: "Madam, you can be really naughty sometimes, and I do want to punish you. But now is not the time. Madam, be obedient."
The word "Madam" is said deliberately.
"I'm only naughty in my husband's arms. For everything else, I'm serious and cautious." She curled her lips slightly, her bright eyes revealing a hint of resentment. As her jade fingers loosened, the shyness on her rosy cheeks gradually faded. "If my husband doesn't come, then forget it..."
The woman in his arms was too tempting. He recalled the first time they met in the back mountain. He never expected that he would be seduced by her into this state today.
The carriage moved slowly along the alley, and after passing two more streets and alleys, it reached the end of the alley and arrived at the gate of Siyue Mansion.
"We're almost at the mansion," he solemnly lifted the curtain and took a look. He then sat upright in the chair inside the carriage, raised his fingers to stroke her scattered black hair, and gently combed her slightly messy black hair. "This is what I owe you..."
"Then I can only listen to my husband..." Chu Qingluo also felt that time was passing by, and it would not be too late to make love after returning home.
However, her words seemed to have touched the gentleman's heartstrings. His soft lips were suddenly captured, and she hummed charmingly, with satisfaction appearing on her face.
"Um……"
The two of them didn't know how long they kissed until the carriage stopped by the road. She came back to her senses and heard the coachman reporting from the front.
"Sir, we have arrived at the mansion."
The coachman was completely unaware of the scenery inside the carriage. When he occasionally heard some noises, he thought it was just the carriage shaking, which startled the gentleman and Miss Chu.
Reluctantly letting her get off the carriage, Qu Hanjin whispered in her ear, "Since you've taken so much trouble to seduce me, I won't let you off easily tonight..."
With blushing cheeks, she jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the corridor.
Sarongs were hung in the corridor, and because it was dark in winter, they looked bright yellow even during the day.
, seemed to have been waiting here for half a day. When he saw them approaching, he saluted respectfully with his fists clasped.
This person did not come uninvited, but came a day late. With a smile on her pretty face, she took over Xue Qu's position and looked to the master.
"General Xue, we have finally waited for this great general.
But the conversation seemed to be only with the master. Xue Que spoke cautiously, still harboring some resentment towards her.
"General Xue, please." Qu Han raised his sleeves elegantly and respectfully invited Xue Chen to the side courtyard, and then calmly entered the elegant hall.
As important matters were at hand, she followed his advice and avoided him. After all, the master would tell her everything after the general left.
She was originally the woman that the Ninth Prince had taken away, and now she has taken refuge with Mr. Qu. It is understandable that Xue Chen is wary of her and must have some concerns about her.
Chu Qingluo happened to have some free time, so he simply went to the back mountain, found a deserted place, and lit a wisp of incense.
Ning Zhu was already nearby, protecting his master. After a few moments, he appeared in the forest. "Master, are you calling me?"
"Tomorrow morning, wait outside the city. If you see a few carts of grain being shipped out, take them." She handed Ning Zhu the pearl hairpin given by the Minister of Revenue and instructed her solemnly, "Show me this hairpin, and they will release the grain."
The ornaments Yang Lian had given her before leaving served this purpose. Although the Minister said he needed to consider it, he had already made up his mind for Rumeng.
For that touching feeling, Lord Yang is willing to risk his life...
Ning Zhu was surprised. Elite soldiers were training day and night outside the city. She had hoped to resolve the shortage of food and wages on her own, but she hadn't expected her master to have already come up with a solution. "How did your master know...that the food and wages were so tight?"
"I'll leave the training of the troops to you," Chu Qingluo ordered solemnly, not wanting to elaborate, each word carefully said, "We must burn our boats and fight to the death. We must not allow any chaos."
He retreated knowingly, Ning Zhu tightly grasped the pearl hairpin and placed it inside his black robe: "I will keep this in mind and will be extremely cautious."
All the way she was thinking about the plans for the birthday party. The closer it got, the more she had to be careful. Walking back to a corner of the pavilion along the mountain road, she suddenly stopped and looked ahead.
Everything seems like a lifetime ago. A pretty figure is standing just a few steps away. All the things we experienced together in the past bloom in my mind like ephemeral flowers.
A few months ago, she had never expected that her teacher would confess his feelings in front of everyone in class. Meng Yatou could not bear the news and was unwilling to face her again...
She took advantage of the situation and responded with strong words, thinking that this girl was too innocent and should not be involved in disputes.
At least, you shouldn't get too close to her.
If I continue to treat her as a friend, once my plan fails, the girl will probably die.
Chu Qingluo chuckled softly. Seeing that the visitor remained silent, she pretended to be indifferent and said, "Ying'er, long time no see. How are you?"
With strange emotions floating in her eyes, Meng Ying'er pursed her lips, wanting to speak but hesitant for a long time, and murmured: "You teased Mr.'s feelings and hid them from me for so long. Have you ever cared about the close friendship between you and me?"
The plan has not yet been finalized, and she must not involve this innocent girl. At worst, she will tell her the truth after the birthday party.
When that moment comes, if the girl still remembers their friendship, she will rekindle the past.
"No." She replied calmly, without any emotion or thought, as if she wanted to push the girl out of this matter.
Chu Qingluo's eyes were filled with coldness. She spoke coldly and fiercely, "I came here for my own purpose. Ying'er, just treat it as... I'm a woman who clings to the rich and powerful, no different from Miss Xu and the others."
"Okay..." He said softly with his lips raised. Meng Yatou looked at him intently and suddenly asked, "Then what's the purpose of you coming back these days?"
"Sir, you asked His Majesty for a marriage decree, and I was forced to return to the Yusiyue Mansion. If it weren't for your action, I would still be enjoying my glory in Lingning Palace."
She casually relegated her husband to the dust, and she herself acted condescending, and every word she said made the pretty figure in front of her extremely angry.
After several months, she was still so cold, as if the affection they once had for her had already faded without a trace. Meng Ying'er felt uneasy, and she murmured softly, "The Qing Luo I know is not like this at all. You are clearly hiding something from me..."
"I was just pretending before. Most people in this world are greedy for fame and fortune. Miss Xu is one, and most of the girls in the qin hall are too. Why can't I be the same?"
The words were particularly cold. Chu Qingluo stood up straight and passed by without showing any mercy: "If Ying'er doesn't like it, you can just stop interacting with her from now on."
The girl trembled slightly when she saw the scene, and suddenly called out, as if she still wanted to make some effort to keep him: "Qingluo, listen to me..."
"Sir, I have finished serving the guests. I am going back to the side hall. Goodbye."
She interrupted him coldly and looked not far away. General Xue had already walked out of the villa, which meant that the discussion had ended.
It was time for her to go back. There was no need to waste time with a girl. If she continued, she was afraid she would let something slip...
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