Ya Hu had practiced martial arts since childhood. He was tall and strong, with powerful, thick arms. Moreover, he was a publicly recognized eighth-rank martial artist.
It would be more than enough to support He Yunxiao, who is of average build.
But in reality, He Yunxiao was supported by Ya Hu for a while, and he kept grimacing and shouting.
It wasn't that He Yunxiao did this intentionally; after all, people are different. Ya Hu's muscles were far too hard, unlike Du Meimei's body, which was as soft as a pillow.
Having no other choice, the group had to have Du Yinyun help He Yunxiao up again.
Du Yinyun was tall, slightly shorter than He Yunxiao. Because she was a woman, she was not strong and could only let He Yunxiao lean against her, with her arms wrapped around his waist. In this way, she had to use most of her body to support He Yunxiao's soft body.
When He Yunxiao leaned back against Du Meimei, he finally stopped shouting and quieted down.
Now that Ya Hu had some free time, he felt embarrassed to follow the girls into the room. So, halfway through the journey, he said, "Miss Du, Young Master He's injuries are mostly superficial. I have some excellent wound medicine that is very effective in treating bruises and knife wounds. I'll go get it for him right away."
Du Yinyun, unable to move due to the support of He Yunxiao, could only express her gratitude verbally: "Yinyun thanks you on behalf of Young Master He."
The distance from the main building to Du Yinyun's room in the side building was actually quite long, but He Yunxiao felt like he was walking very fast.
Du Meimei's body was soft and fragrant, her skin smooth and fair, and her long hair behind her ears was as silky as silk. Leaning on Du Meimei's shoulder, one could slip their forehead into her long hair. When moving, the friction between her hair and skin was a unique sensation.
As the two reached the room door, Du Yinyun's maid said, "Miss, the guest room hasn't been prepared yet."
Without hesitation, Du Yinyun said directly, "Go to my room."
That was her original intention.
Young Master He is now considered a distinguished guest, and Chunfenglou has never allowed distinguished guests to sleep in guest rooms.
He Yunxiao was helped into the house by Du Yinyun.
The room was dark, and since sight was useless in the darkness, the sense of smell became highly developed.
Du Yinyun's boudoir and Jiang Wuyou's boudoir are very different.
Over at Jiang Wuyou's place, incense was burning. Several carefully blended spices were placed in the incense burner and burned slowly, the wisps of smoke carrying a delicate fragrance that filled the air. The smell was refreshing and pleasant.
On Du Yinyun's side, He Yunxiao did not initially discover the source of the fragrance.
I felt that the scent in the room was similar to the scent on Du Meimei, but not exactly the same.
When Du Yinyun helped He Yunxiao to the bed, and the maid lit the candles, the whole room was brightly lit, and He Yunxiao finally discovered the source of the fragrance.
That was a pot of orchids placed next to the sunny window inside the house.
A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted from there.
These flowers have lush branches and tender leaves; they're very well grown.
Just as He Yunxiao was staring blankly at the orchid, Du Yinyun suddenly blocked his view.
"Young master, let me help you undress."
"So fast? We've only known each other for one day, this isn't very good."
That's what they say, but if Du Yinyun is willing to give money, He Yunxiao isn't unwilling.
The He residence was located west of Yinjing City, while Chunfeng Tower was east of Yinjing City. He Yunxiao had ample reason not to go home to sleep. He was already twenty years old; what was wrong with spending the night out?
Are you worried that the bed is too soft and you won't be used to sleeping on it?
The vision is too narrow.
Is a bed just for sleeping?
Du Yinyun naturally didn't understand the implied meaning in He Yunxiao's words. She only thought that this young master He, who was used to coaxing girls, still regarded her as the daughter of a general.
Customs in the State of Qi were far less open than in modern times. In that era, if men and women were completely honest with each other, it would be difficult to end things without marriage.
Thinking that He Yunxiao had such concerns, she could only say, "Young master, you don't need to care about Yinyun's reputation. Just treat Yinyun as a servant."
He Yunxiao's lips twitched.
Sure enough! Once the favorability rating increased, Du Yinyun's "simp" nature was blatantly exposed.
Just an hour ago, this woman was standing on the dueling platform, looking down at me with the eyes of someone who looked down on scum of the earth. Who could have imagined that an hour later...
Du Yinyun stood to He Yunxiao's side and bent down to help him take off his clothes.
Logically speaking, Du Yinyun is proficient in music and should be able to play instruments like the guzheng and pipa, which require both hands to play. Moreover, she has naturally slender and very dexterous fingers.
But in reality, Du Yinyun loosened her clothes so much that He Yunxiao was grimacing.
He Yunxiao sighed inwardly, thinking that she was indeed a young lady from a wealthy family who had never served anyone before.
Even the maid standing to the side couldn't bear to watch any longer. "Miss, please rest. I'll take care of it."
Du Yinyun naturally wouldn't give in, after all, "protecting food" is a biological instinct.
"No need, could you please check if the wound medicine has arrived?"
The maidservant reluctantly left.
You can't blame her. After all, which young girl wouldn't want to take another look at He Yunxiao?
After the maid left, only the man and woman remained in the room.
The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
This was the first time in Du Yinyun's life that she had been so close to a man other than her father. Even though she was usually indifferent and aloof, she couldn't help but have some other thoughts.
Young Master He is twenty years old; it's time for him to get married and have children. I wonder if he has someone he likes?
As the eldest son of a marquis, his principal wife should be a princess, or perhaps the daughter of a duke? If the emperor is older and has a princess of marriageable age, he would surely be able to marry one.
There is no current emperor, but there was one from the previous dynasty who was of suitable age. However, the eldest princess is now like the empress of Qi, and there is probably no man in the world who is worthy of her...
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