Song Qingshu’s expression was strange. He could only remain in the sa position, afraid of making the tearful girl cry again.
However, their current posture was far too ambiguous, a great tornt for Song Qingshu. To divert his attention and ease the awkwardness between them, Song Qingshu hurriedly asked, “Sister…Nanxian, what are you doing here?”
He had originally intended to call her Miss Yelu or Miss Nanxian, but having just bullied her, such a title would be too distant. So, he changed it to Sister Nanxian.
Yelu Nanxian’s attention was completely elsewhere, and she didn’t notice the change in address. Hearing this, she angrily retorted, “Isn’t this all the work of that Madam Lu you ntioned!”
“Cheng Yaojia?” Song Qingshu looked incredulous. “How could…” He had always thought of Cheng Yaojia as a shy and demure girl; he couldn’t imagine that this was her doing.
“How could that not be!” Yelu Nanxian said indignantly. “I was resting in my room when she suddenly rushed in, sealed my acupoints without a word, then brought
to this room, and then… then she took off my clothes and put
on the bed, and not long after, you arrived…”
“This really is a misunderstanding. I thought the person in the room was… was…” Song Qingshu looked embarrassed, unsure how to explain the whole situation.
“You thought it was Madam Lu, right!” Yelu Nanxian sneered. “One of you is a married woman, and the other is a married man. You two are truly adulterers.”
Song Qingshu was now displeased: “We are mutually attracted. How could it be as sordid as you imagine? Besides, Young Master Lu knows about our affair; he’s the one who sent
here tonight.”
“You’re just making this up,” Yelu Nanxian said, unconvinced. “What husband lets another man into his wife’s bedroom!”
“Speaking of which, this is inextricably linked to you and your father,” Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, recounting the whole story. Hearing that Lu Guanying would be impotent, Yelu Nanxian was finally moved: “No wonder Madam Lu did this to ; it was to avenge her husband.”
Seeing her lightly biting her red lips as she spoke, Song Qingshu found her incredibly alluring, and the change in his heart quickly manifested in his b0dy.
“Ah~” Yelu Nanxian gasped, her b0dy trembling involuntarily.
Song Qingshu felt it even more acutely, finding himself sinking deeper with her trembling.
Yelu Nanxian glared at him with tears in her eyes, her face flushed with sha, and suddenly snapped, “Get away…”
Song Qingshu keenly sensed the change in the girl’s b0dy, knowing she was ar0used. Suddenly, a surge of heat rose in his heart, and he pressed himself against her.
Yelu Nanxian let out a soft cry, her b0dy arching back, limp and weak, her head resting limply on the man’s shoulder, murmuring, “You’re such a ba$tard…”
She didn’t know how much ti had passed, but in her hazy state, she saw Song Qingshu’s handso face glistening with sweat.
A strange feeling welled up in Yelu Nanxian’s heart, and she couldn’t help but reach out and hook her arms around his neck.
*****
The storm had passed, and Song Qingshu finally ca to his senses. Looking at the red marks remaining on her b0dy, he felt deeply guilty: “Nanxian, I…”
Before he could finish, Yelu Nanxian coldly interrupted him: “Get out!”
“What happened tonight was my fault, I will take responsibility for you,” Song Qingshu continued.
“Get out!” Yelu Nanxian picked up the clothes beside her and silently put them on, her face still as cold as ice.
Song Qingshu knew that she had suffered a great deal of shock today, and no matter how eloquently he spoke, it would be useless. He could only wait until she cald down before slowly explaining to her.
“Then you should rest first, I won’t disturb you any longer.” Seeing that she didn’t react at all, Song Qingshu gave a wry smile and could only leave the room, closing the door behind him.
Walking in the garden, Song Qingshu secretly regretted his actions. He and Yelu Nanxian had originally admired each other, even having a gentlemanly friendship that was as light as water. But what happened tonight had completely destroyed their previous friendship.
Although he considered himself exceptionally charming, he hadn’t spent enough ti with Yelu Nanxian to win her heart. How could she possibly willingly give herself to him?
But what could he do in that situation? Should he really listen to her and leave, then each get dressed and go ho? That would be extrely awkward. It was better to leave an indelible impression on her.
“The night is cold and the stars are few. Why isn’t the young master enjoying the company of his beloved in the courtyard? Why are you sighing alone in the courtyard?” A soft female voice suddenly ca from not far away.
Upon hearing the voice, Song Qingshu flew into a rage. In a flash, he appeared beside her, shoved her to the ground, and, amidst her gasp, slapped her full, firm butt0cks hard.
After a dozen slaps, Song Qingshu’s anger gradually subsided. He glared at her fiercely: “Isn’t this all your doing?!”
Cheng Yaojia, tears welling in her eyes, stood up, clutching her butt0cks: “Who told her father to do that to Guanying…”
Song Qingshu snorted irritably: “Her father is her father, and she is her. The grievances have their source, and the debts have their debtors. It wasn’t her who damaged Young Master Lu, so why are you looking for her?”
“The sins of the father are visited upon the son—it’s only right!” Cheng Yaojia bit her lip, her usual shyness gone, replaced by an extrely stubborn expression.
Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise, saying with so astonishnt, “I didn’t expect you to be so deeply in love with Young Master Lu.”
“It’s not what you think!” Cheng Yaojia hurriedly waved her hands, explaining, “Actually, I still had so lingering feelings for Guanying before, after all… after all…”
She looked around, and seeing no one, whispered, “After all, I did sothing wrong to him, but hearing that he gave
to you, my last bit of guilt has vanished.”
“I’ve figured it out now, and from now on I’ll just be a…” Cheng Yaojia glanced at Song Qingshu, then lowered her head again, a blush rising on her cheeks, “Fro…from now on, I’ll be your lover in peace, and I’ll do one last thing for Guanying, to put an end to our years of marriage.”
Song Qingshu sighed after hearing this, “It’s just a pity that Yelu Nanxian suffered.”
“Who said she suffered?” Cheng Yaojia scoffed, “She’ll understand in the future how lucky a woman is to have a night with a man like you…”
Song Qingshu suppressed a smile, deliberately keeping a straight face, and said, “You think I’ll let this go just because you flatter ?”
Cheng Yaojia leaned closer, looking at him pitifully, “Didn’t you just punish her?”
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