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Qing Wu waited for a long time without hearing Huo Yun'ai's response. Blushing, she turned her head to look, only to find him gazing at her with deep, dark eyes.
She had mustered all her courage to say what she just did. Seeing him remain completely unresponsive made the girl feel even more embarrassed. She wanted to say a few more words, but his intense gaze left her unable to discern his thoughts.
She knew he treated her well.
But he often spoke sweetly to her. Now that she had taken the initiative to speak, why was there not a single reaction from him?
Could it be… could it be that she had used the wrong words?
Qing Wu couldn't quite identify what she was feeling at that moment. She felt that her earlier words were quite embarrassing, and with no response from him, she began to think she had acted rashly.
After pondering for a while, she stood up and stammered, “The Falling Sunset Pavilion has something going on; I need to go check it out.”
With that, she lowered her head and hurriedly walked forward.
Just as she took two steps, a strong force came from her waist.
She barely had time to let out a soft gasp before a powerful arm pulled her back, and she fell into a warm and familiar embrace.
“Who allowed you to leave?”
A soft murmur reached her ears.
Qing Wu was about to retort, but before the first word could escape her lips, she felt a tickle at her neck—he had placed a light kiss there.
The boy's heated breath lingered by her neck. The warmth and urgency surprised her. Although her body gradually softened in his embrace, she still mustered the strength to push him away.
He suddenly changed from his usual gentle demeanor to one of surprising firmness. He pulled her hands back, gripping her delicate wrists with one hand, ignoring her struggles as he leaned in to kiss her.
The girl wanted to stop him. As her lips parted, it gave him the perfect opportunity to invade. The boy eagerly deepened the kiss, filling her mouth with his taste.
His assault was too domineering, not allowing her a moment to escape or retreat. He pressed closer, imprinting his passion onto her.
Qing Wu felt utterly drained.
Just when she thought she would collapse, he suddenly released his hold on her, opening his arms and lifting her onto his lap.
That hard part pressed against the base of her legs, making her feel both embarrassed and angry. Yet his hand had already slipped under her clothing, leaving her unable to focus on that area as she hurriedly pushed him away, saying, "Don't do this. I... I..."
"What can't you do?" The boy's voice was hoarse as he interrupted her, sucking at her neck.
Her skin was too smooth for him to resist; he couldn't help but pull down her collar and let his lips wander lower.
Qing Wu felt a bit scared, trembling hands clutching his shoulders as she nearly sobbed, "Don't do this."
"I like you very much. You will be my wife. I will have no other woman besides you." Young Emperor's voice carried an almost reverent certainty, providing the assurance she had longed for.
Qing Wu never expected him to express such feelings at this moment.
She instantly froze, all strength leaving her body.
The boy took advantage of this and laid her back on the wide chair...
After a long while, he heavily breathed out and stopped all movements, leaning against the armrest as he tried to calm himself.
The girl raised her eyes and glared at him in anger.
But at that moment, her eyes were glistening with tears, lacking any trace of sternness.
Huo Yun'ai smiled as he playfully tapped her nose with his finger, chuckling softly, "If you keep looking at me like that, I might not be able to hold back."
Although he spoke in a teasing tone, his expression was extremely serious.
The earlier scenes were still fresh in Qing Wu's mind. She knew he wasn't joking; he was serious.
She quickly turned her face away, no longer daring to look at him.
At that moment, a voice came from outside the door; it was Uncle Yu, saying that Mu Hai had something to report.
Mu Hai was involved in that case. It was clear why he had come.
Qing Wu realized her clothes were disheveled and hurriedly sat up to tidy herself. But no matter how she tried, her already wrinkled clothes refused to cooperate; the more she rushed, the more chaotic they became, tangled and uneven.
Seeing her like this, Huo Yun'ai chuckled and shook his head. He took off his outer garment and wrapped it around her, carrying her into the inner room.
He gently comforted the extremely embarrassed girl for a while, assuring her that no one would come into the inner room. Only then did Huo Yun'ai step outside, casually brushing off his slightly rumpled clothes. He composed himself and spoke in a deep voice, allowing Mu Hai to enter.
Mu Hai, having heard Uncle Yu's kind reminder, knew Qing Wu was inside. Once he entered the room, he didn't dare lift his head and reported the news he had just received to the emperor.
This news surprised Huo Yun'ai.
"Zheng Shou is dead?"
"Yes," Mu Hai said. "He died in prison. It seems it was a sudden death. All the guards have been arrested and are awaiting interrogation."
Zheng Shou is the second brother of Zheng An. He confessed to that case.
Little did he know that by taking the blame for someone else, some people were still not at ease. They needed him to be dead before they could feel secure.
Indeed, since he confessed, that matter was attributed to him. Keeping him alive would not only be of no use but could also lead to him being tortured into revealing something he shouldn't. It would be better for him to die cleanly. Once he was gone, there would be no more leads for further investigation.
"What a death," the Young Emperor's eyes still held the deepness that had not faded away from earlier. But now it glinted with coldness, sending chills down one's spine. "Truly worthy of the Imperial Teacher. So decisive and straightforward."
Mu Hai bowed and said, "I'm afraid the Zheng Family will not let this go easily."
"Mm."
Huo Yun'ai casually played with the paperweight on the table, nodding slightly.
Zheng Shou had "mysteriously died" in the Dali Temple prison. With Zheng An's anxious nature, he would surely use his younger brother's "accidental death" as an excuse to make a scene.
"Let him be," the Young Emperor smiled faintly.
Let's see what kind of commotion he can create.
The bigger the uproar, the easier it will be to handle.
...
March 30th is a fine day.
The daughter of the Xia Family, Xia Rusi, is to marry into the Liu Family and become the eldest daughter-in-law.
The Xia Family initially wanted to keep Xia Rusi for a little longer, but seeing that Liu Anzhi was getting older and that the only daughter of the Liu Family had entered the palace to serve as an official, with only the matriarch managing household affairs, they ultimately decided to set the wedding date at this time.
Although the engagement between the two families has not been long, it has been over a year, which is quite appropriate.
Huo Yun'ai had already arranged for Qing Wu to take several days off in advance to attend this significant event for the Liu Family.
Qing Wu understood that, on one hand, it was to help her mother at home and keep her company. After all, due to Sister Lan's incident with the He Family, her mother had been physically and mentally exhausted and had fallen ill for quite some time. Although she was now much better, she still felt somewhat weak.
On the other hand, it seemed that there would be some people dealt with in the palace.
Qing Wu knew that those being dealt with were likely related to that case. Seeing the dark clouds hanging over the palace these days, she did not ask too many questions. She simply smiled and bid farewell to Huo Yun'ai before returning home smoothly.
The congratulatory gift for her elder brother had already been sent back in advance by Uncle Yu and his men.
Huo Yun'ai not only prepared her share of the congratulatory gift but also gave a reward to Liu Residence himself.
Since the imperial decree after their sealing, Liu Residence has attracted much attention from everyone in Capital City. Now that the Queen has not yet officially entered the palace, even the Emperor is placing such importance on the marriage of Liu Residence's eldest young master...
Sharp-eyed individuals quickly noticed something amiss and became increasingly enthusiastic towards the Liu Family.
Liu Residence has few inhabitants and not many friends visiting; their life has always been simple and quiet. Now that it has suddenly become lively, the He Family is indeed feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Fortunately, Qing Wu returned home three days before the wedding to help handle trivial matters, allowing the He Family to finally have a bit of breathing room.
In no time at all, it was the day before the Grand Wedding.
Qing Wu got up early to help count things. After finishing a segment, she was relieved while holding the list when she saw Liu Anfeng waving at her mysteriously at the gate.
This Brother San, after so many years, is still as unpredictable as ever, even on the brink of getting married.
Her future sister-in-law must be able to keep him in check.
Qing Wu sighed helplessly, handed the list to Mama Huang, and then turned to the gate, asking, “Does Brother San have something to discuss?”
Liu Anfeng chuckled and made a gesture for her to follow him.
Qing Wu initially didn't want to go. There were still so many things to do at home. However, Liu Anfeng pulled her along, indicating that this trip would definitely be worthwhile. Reluctantly, Qing Wu followed him.
To her surprise, he took her to the garden and pointed towards a side room next to Flower Hall.
Curious, Qing Wu peered through the slightly open window as he suggested, and was taken aback. Upon closer inspection, she couldn't help but laugh.
The groom-to-be, her older brother Liu Anzhi, was pacing back and forth inside the room. His expressions were quite dramatic—one moment filled with worry, the next bursting with joy. Occasionally, he would stop and chuckle foolishly.
Liu Anzhi was usually composed and mature, giving off a somewhat old-fashioned vibe for his age.
Initially, Qing Wu thought her brother would remain steady as always. However, after this little peek, she realized that he could also be nervous and silly like an ordinary young man. Unable to contain her laughter, she took a few more glances before retreating with Brother San.
Once they reached outside the garden, Liu Anfeng proudly glanced at Qing Wu, saying, “See how impressive I am? I found him hiding here!”
Qing Wu nodded with a smile. Reflecting on her brother's silly reaction just now, she couldn't help but think of that young man in the palace.
I wonder if he will be just as nervous when the Grand Wedding arrives?
Will he also be unable to contain his joy for The Joyous Day of the Two?
Perhaps not...
But then again, maybe?
After thinking it over without reaching a conclusion, she simply decided to cast those thoughts aside. Instead, she tugged at her collar in annoyance.
That Fellow would be absent for several days. Before leaving, he had insisted on lingering with her in the room for quite a while.
She had made things very clear with him, yet he still did not know how to gauge the situation, leaving several pink marks on her neck...
What would happen if someone found out!
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