Li Qishen read a legend when he was in Tiande Military City. Judging from the tenderness of the writing, it should have been passed down from Jiangzuo or Chang'an. This legend is ordinary, telling the story of a scholar and a fairy, and it also has some erotic elements that catch the eye.
This legend says that a scholar moved to a new house. There was a half-dead peach tree in the yard of his new house. The previous owner said that the peach tree was going to die anyway, so it would be better to cut it down before it rotted and used it as firewood. The scholar loved peach blossoms and refused to do so. Instead, he took good care of it. In the spring of the second year, the peach tree really sprouted new buds and then bloomed a tree of peach blossoms. The scholar was overjoyed and broke off a peach branch and put it in a vase. At night, the peach tree turned into a beautiful woman with plump muscles and bones and became his wife. The same year, the scholar passed the imperial examination, became successful, and had a beautiful woman by his side, which was considered a perfect life.
Li Qishen flipped through the book hastily, and thought that this scholar was very bold, daring to marry a woman whose origin he did not know. However, with Xie Wangzhi in his arms, his heart moved slightly, and in an instant he seemed to have understood a little of the scholar's intention.
He had no chance of winning the first place, but there was indeed a peach blossom fairy in his arms, with fair skin and beautiful face, lips the color of peach blossoms, as if waiting for someone to come over and kiss her.
It was still spring, and the evening breeze was a little chilly, but Li Qishen suddenly felt hot, a fire rising from the tip of his heart, burning his bones and blood. He looked at Xie Wangzhi, and was bewitched for a moment, and he moved towards the peach blossom scent.
"… ah!"
Suddenly, a woman's scream came from the side. Li Qishen was shocked and woke up instantly. He hugged Xie Wangzhi with one hand and looked towards the direction of the voice.
It was Luzhu who spoke. She didn't know Li Qishen, but judging from his cold and beautiful face and attire, she guessed that he was a man from a good family. Her wife was still in his arms, and Luzhu was extremely anxious, but she didn't dare to do anything. After hesitating for a moment, she knelt down and saluted: "Greetings, my lord. I am from my wife's room, and I have an appointment to pick her up now. Please, please, my lord..."
Li Qishen understood. No wonder Xie Wangzhi was alone. The girl in his arms was still slightly hot, but her body was soft. He couldn't help her, and he was silent for a moment: "Is the carriage here?"
His attitude was too natural, which actually startled Luzhu. She had just rushed over and happened to see her wife leaning on this man's arms, half drunk. If she hadn't been startled and cried out, I'm afraid this man would have kissed her. Now she was still so calm, as if nothing had happened just now.
Luzhu classified Li Qishen and Sun Yuandao as the same in her heart, and hated him to the core, but given her status, she couldn't just go up and hit him, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Here we go. Men and women should be separated, let this servant help my lady."
Although Xie Wangzhi was slender, he was not short. He looked a little taller than Luzhu. Li Qishen estimated that Luzhu could not do it: "No need, I can support you. Lead the way."
…Have you any shame!
Luzhu was about to cry, but she couldn't do anything to Li Qishen, so she could only endure it. She was also afraid of being seen again. Although the atmosphere was open, it was uncomfortable to be talked about behind her back. She felt bad for this strange man in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face. She turned around and chose a more secluded road: "My dear, please go this way."
Li Qishen responded, still half supporting and half holding Luzhu, and walked forward to where the carriage was waiting.
When they got to the carriage, Li Qishen couldn't hold Xie Wangzhi anymore, so he and Luzhu helped him get on the carriage. He was about to get away, but the girl grabbed his sleeve.
Li Qishen ignored Luzhu's gaze, propped himself up on the side of the carriage with one hand, and moved closer to her, asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"…Nothing." Xie Wangzhi didn't know what Luzhu and Li Qishen had been arguing about, but he could probably still hear what he said. He smiled slightly, loosened his sleeves, and said softly, "We have to say goodbye again. I'm afraid you will miss me."
Li Qishen also smiled and lowered the curtain: "Go ahead."
As soon as the curtain was lowered, Luzhu got on the carriage. The coachman turned the horse around, and the carriage rumbled away.
Li Qishen turned around and walked through the door to find Zhaoye. Zhaoye's physique was particularly conspicuous in the stable, and Li Qishen himself was also conspicuous. As soon as he passed by, the horse servant immediately smiled and said, "Prince, your horse..."
He wanted to praise Zhaoye, but Li Qishen ignored him and patted him. Zhaoye understood and did not even need the servant to open the door. He used his hind legs to jump over the trough and railing and jumped out of the stable.
The servant was stunned and was about to praise the horse when Li Qishen had already grabbed Zhaoye's bridle and was leading him out.
When he reached the door where he should mount his horse, Li Qishen grabbed the reins with one hand and tried to mount the horse, but he was distracted and stepped on the stirrup carelessly. He did not get on and instead his leg was hooked and hurt.
Zhaoye was ready to take a step, but there was no one on his back. He had no idea what Li Qishen was thinking, so he just lowered his head and rubbed his master's shoulder as if urging him.
Li Qishen randomly touched the horse's mane, thinking of the previous incident in the peach blossom forest. He froze for a moment, and suddenly knocked on Zhao Ye's head.
**
Xie Mansion.
Luzhu stood in front of the eaves, not daring to look at Xie Yunzhi in front of her. She lowered her head slightly, twisting her hands in her sleeves: "… That's it, I dare not lie."
"I know." Luzhu had been in the mansion for a long time and had no bad intentions. Xie Yunzhi could trust her, but because of this, what she said gave him a headache. He raised his hand calmly and pressed his forehead, "Go back. Don't let my wife know why I asked you to come here today."
"I understand." Lu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and bowed, "I'll take my leave."
Luzhu responded, her body stiffened, she turned around and walked out hurriedly. She only breathed a sigh of relief after she walked out of the yard.
Xie Yunzhi was a legitimate son, who was a member of the imperial family at a young age. He had a first-class appearance and a gentle temperament. Luzhu had heard many maids secretly dreaming that if they could enter Xie Yunzhi's courtyard, they would even be his concubine. But Luzhu didn't think so. Seeing Xie Yunzhi like this, even if it was for Xie Wangzhi's matter, scared her half to death, and cold sweat soaked her back.
After walking for a while, she shook her head, threw Xie Yunzhi out, and continued walking towards Xie Wangzhi's yard.
Behind her, Xie Yunzhi certainly didn't know what Luzhu was thinking, he was also worried.
According to Lu Zhu's statement and description, at the Qujiang banquet hosted by the Zheng family's lady today, Xie Wangzhi met Li Qishen, and the two behaved intimately. If it weren't for Lu Zhu's words, Li Qishen would probably have done something even more outrageous.
Xie Yunzhi had met Li Qishen several times and heard a lot of news about him. To be fair, he didn't dislike this prince and even wanted to make friends with him. After all, it sounded like Li Qishen was more to his liking than Li Taoqi, so it would be fine if it meant finding another way for himself.
But admiration is one thing, but being your brother-in-law is another.
Let’s not talk about Li Qishen’s personality. Just his status: an unpopular prince with Xianbei blood…
“… No.” Xie Yunzhi held his forehead, “Anyway, I won’t agree.”
The attendant beside him was stunned, not hearing clearly what the young master was saying: "... Young master?"
"It's none of your business." Xie Yunzhi was so annoyed that he turned around and went into the house without even looking at him.
**
Xie Yunzhi was determined not to agree, but Li Qishen didn't know it yet, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be able to resist. At the Qujiang Banquet that day, in the peach blossom forest, he almost did something to flirt with Xie Wangzhi. He felt goosebumps all over when he thought about it, and he wanted to slap himself in the face a few times.
He considered himself not a good person, and he was full of vigor and vitality. It was normal for a man of his age to have some random thoughts in his mind, and it was not against the law to think about them. But if he thought about Xie Wangzhi, Li Qishen could not bear it.
Li Qishen is not blind and can see the beauty of Xie Wangzhi, but that beauty does not hinder him. In his heart, Xie Wangzhi is always the girl who accidentally entered Qingning Palace when he was fourteen years old. She was ignorant and had a well-behaved face, but her mind was full of random thoughts. She mistakenly thought he was a boy transformed from a black cat.
She is a girl, someone who should be hidden and protected, and has nothing to do with those dirty and filthy thoughts.
Li Qishen gnashed his canine teeth, feeling extremely upset. He grabbed the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
"Oh, our prince is different. He doesn't even taste the wine in Chang'an City, he just pours it into his mouth!" The man at the same table shouted. It was Jiang Sanlang, the most noisy among the group.
Li Qishen ignored him, poured himself another glass, leaned back on the cushion, and drank it all in one gulp.
After two drinks, he could not taste anything. He just felt that the wine in Pingkangfang was just so-so, and the place was just so-so. This place was said to be the largest wine shop in Pingkangfang. The vermilion pavilion was beautifully built. There was a patio dug inside to hang long red silk. The white-skinned and blue-eyed Hu Ji danced the Hu whirlpool and bewitched the young man who came here for pleasure.
Li Qishen, however, found it boring. The wine was bland, and Hu Ji was bland too. He was too lazy to even look at her any more.
He wanted to pour wine again, but before he could touch the jug, a head suddenly came over. This time it was Chu Er, a playboy as famous as Jiang San. He had a good appearance, but unfortunately he made funny faces that made people feel a little sick.
Li Qishen held back his temper and didn't hit him in the face with his elbow. He smiled and said, "Why, you want to snatch this pot of wine from me?"
"Who dares to compete with you? At the Qujiang Banquet that day, you almost broke the leg of the Xiao family's guy with your gun. I still want to save my leg." Chu Er touched his knee and smiled, "It's useful, it's useful."
A young man laughed loudly over there: "What's the use of your legs? Qingtang kicked you out last time!"
"It seems that our Erlang is not good enough. I'm afraid he will be kicked off the bed by Meiji!"
"It's over, it's over. I need to take good care of this. How about I recommend a doctor to me?"
There was laughter over there, Chu Er's face turned red and white, he turned back and snorted a few times, "Go away!", then turned around and came closer: "Don't listen to their nonsense, does the prince think this wine has no taste?"
Li Qishen didn't like the behavior of these dandies, but he had just returned to Chang'an City, so he had to be patient in interacting with these people of noble birth. He stepped back unintentionally and smiled, "Do you have any good ideas, sir?"
"It's not a brilliant idea. I can only say that the prince will see it. If he is not satisfied, there is nothing I can do." Chu Er smiled, leaned back on the cushion, raised his hands and patted twice, "Come on, come in!"
The hanging red silk was immediately lifted up, and a group of dancers came in gracefully, bowed to the table, and said in unison: "Greetings, gentlemen."
The author has something to say: Don't panic, Changsheng is a hooligan, and he will do a ptsd like a spiral when it comes to other girls (…)