When Jin Qingrou got married, Li Muchu's mother suddenly died of illness.
As a Qingliu family, filial piety is the most important thing. Li Muchu had observed mourning for his mother for three years, and his marriage to Jin Qingrou was put on hold.
Jin Qingrou was already eighteen years old at that time and was considered an old girl.
At first glance, her brother Chunluo's cloudy appearance was more beautiful than her, a famous beauty in the imperial city. It's just that Jin Zheyi's beauty is not the kind of beauty that is indisputable between male and female, but the kind of energetic and delicate youthfulness.
He was wearing a red coat and deerskin boots and walked from the corner of the corridor. His steps were a little hasty, and sweat was dripping from his forehead, rolling down his white and smooth skin. The clothes on his body were half wet, which showed that he had been playing hard outside.
The young man's lean body was slightly thin. He has begun to grow taller, and has transformed from a bean sprout into a green bamboo, but it is more beautiful than the cold bamboo.
Master Jin has always been very generous to Jin Zheyi and spent a lot of money on him. Jin Qingrou is also extremely doting on him. Fortunately, this is a very self-disciplined child, and he only occasionally acts coquettishly in front of Jin Qingrou.
"Sister, I'm back." Jin Cheyi pushed aside the thick blanket and entered the door. When he saw Jin Qingrou who was wrapped in the quilt and had not yet gotten up, he quickly went up and pulled her out of the quilt.
Recently, Su Baiyue was addicted to ancient Chinese dialect books and couldn't help herself. She often stayed up until midnight, and finally fell asleep when she couldn't hold it any longer.
Jin Zheyi was very unhappy with Su Baiyue's decadence and often made surprise attacks in the middle of the night. He even threatened that if Su Baiyue continued not to cherish his body so much, he would move over to sleep with her in the same bed.
Su Baiyue, who was being controlled by her younger brother, quickly sat up and hid the notebook behind her back.
Jin Zheyi pulled out a book with sharp eyes. When he saw the shameful illustrations inside, the innocent boy blushed instantly.
"Sister, you..."
"Don't get me wrong, this is all for grandma to see!" Su Baiyue's old face flushed, and her slender hands pointed at the nearly fifty-year-old nanny standing at the carved wooden door.
The nanny said expressionlessly: "Yes, I saw it." She took the blame very smoothly and without any sincerity.
Jin Cheyi combed through all these messy notebooks and said, "Confiscate it!" After saying that, he seemed to remember something again and took Su Baiyue's small treasury away.
"Hey, hey, hey..." Su Baiyue couldn't stop her in time, and the money she used to buy a small book this month was confiscated again.
Just when Su Baiyue was dejected and uncomfortable, Jin Zheyi carefully took out a small box from the secret pocket of his wide sleeves and handed it to her: "Qianji's rose cake."
Su Baiyue quickly hugged him with excitement.
Qianji's rose cakes are in short supply every day, and they are sold in limited quantities per person. Su Baiyue sent her maid there several times but failed to buy it. She didn't expect to be able to taste it today.
"Hmm..." Delicious!
Su Baiyue narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, which looked like crescent moons. She felt more like a child who had not yet grown up than Jin Zheyi, a fifteen-year-old boy.
Jin Cheyi also laughed. He was so good-looking that when he smiled, the whole room's light focused on him.
Su Baiyue leaned closer and could smell the faint milk aroma of Jin Zheyi's body.
Tsk tsk tsk, two cups of milk a day to raise a puppy.
Jin Cheyi took off his cloak and hung it on Jin Qingrou's clothes.
There was originally a women's cloak hanging on that piece of wood, but now it was covered by the big cloak, and it showed a bit of delicate beauty. Although the young man is still young, he is already a head taller than Jin Qingrou and will grow taller in the future. At this moment, the big cloak covered the tender pink cloak completely, and the two pieces of clothing were stuck together, vaguely showing a sense of intimacy that was difficult to conceal.
Jin Cheyi narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and turned to look at Su Baiyue.
His sister had it all over her face.
Jin Cheyi stretched out his hand and wiped the debris from her face. The tentacles scented her cheeks, and her skin was smooth and moist, just like Jin Qingrou's feeling, soft and smooth.
"Aren't you going to eat it?" Su Baiyue swallowed the rose cake in her mouth and felt that her whole body was sublimated. Sure enough, it’s expensive for its own sake, and this rose cake is so delicious!
The originally slender and frail child was now taller and stronger than her. Sitting on the bedside with his back to the window lattice, his slender body was as straight as a pine. There was a warm sun behind him, and the boy's shadow pressed against Su Baiyue. In front of her, she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly for a moment.
"I'll just eat my sister's leftovers." They've always been like this. Because Su Baiyue tastes delicious but doesn't have a big appetite. He eats whatever he wants and always ends up with a lot of food left over. Jin Zheyi, who was still in the developmental stage and had a huge appetite but never gained weight no matter how much he ate, became her exclusive sweeper.
After saying that, the boy's black hair dyed with fine warm sunshine moved slightly, and his black hair slipped through Su Baiyue's fingertips. The half-bitten rose cake in her hand was bitten away by the boy.
"Ah! My rose heart!" Su Baiyue was so angry that she went to pry Jin Zeyi's mouth.
Although the outer skin of the rose cake is also delicious, the rose cake inside is the essence! She just took two bites and tasted a little bit of the rose core before she was swallowed whole by this bad brother!
Jin Zeyi allowed Jin Qingrou to use her soft hands to pull his mouth. Now he is not the young master of the Jin family who talks coldly to everyone, but Jin Qingrou's good brother. Well-behaved, soft and cute, just like the little puppy she keeps beside her.
Jin Cheyi took the opportunity to hug Jin Qingrou and said in a muffled voice, "Sister."
"Huh?" Su Baiyue stuffed rose cakes into her mouth and said in a buzzing voice, "What's wrong? Are you being bullied outside? Did Jin Rejoice steal your things again?"
After saying that, Su Baiyue quickly rolled up her wide sleeves, revealing a pair of thin white arms, "Let's go, sister will take you to get revenge!"
Jin Cheyi pulled Su Baiyue back and held her on his lap.
Su Baiyue inexplicably felt that her posture was a little wrong but didn't think about it deeply, "Aren't you being bullied? What's wrong?"
Jin Cheyi said nothing, just buried his head into Su Baiyue's pink neck.
The woman has a delicate light fragrance. That's her natural body scent. Jin Cheyi has been smelling it since he was a child, even to the point where he can't fall asleep without smelling this fragrance. Therefore, he often took the opportunity to ask Su Baiyue for her used purse and other small personal items to place on the bedside for sleeping.
It's just that this method seems to be ineffective now.
Jin Cheyi thought, he is really becoming more and more greedy, his sister.
Seeing Jin Zheyi's silence, Su Baiyue felt that the heart of a young man was like a needle on the bottom of the sea. Could it be that Jin Zheyi had entered puberty
Su Baiyue twisted her head vigorously, first looked at his chin, which had not yet grown a beard, and then looked into his neck. I buried my head and didn't see it.
Su Baiyue reached out to pick it.
Jin Cheyi had a clever idea and quickly raised his head. His face looked a little strange, and his whole body was tense.
Su Baiyue pinched Jin Zeyi's Adam's apple seriously and nodded secretly.
Well, I have indeed entered puberty.
"Bang!" Before Su Baiyue could react, her good brother had already abandoned her and ran out quickly.
Su Baiyue looked confused:? ?
"Girl." Auntie opened the thick blanket and came in. When she saw Su Baiyue lying crookedly on the couch, she pursed her lips and said, "Girl, Brother Yi has grown up too. Why don't you always... Seeing him in such a disheveled state." As the so-called bystander knows, Aunty, a person who has experienced this, knows exactly what Jin Cheyi is going through.
This is wrong, they are siblings, how can this be done
Auntie couldn't remind Jin Qingrou explicitly, she could only hint.
Jin Qingrou stretched out her hand to tighten her clothes, covering her white skin, and then rubbed her sore back.
Tsk tsk tsk, you really have entered puberty, you are moody and you are starting to feel sullen? In the past, I told her, a good sister, everything.
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In the next room, Jin Cheyi clenched his hands tightly and pressed them against the closed carved wooden door. Then he walked slowly to his bed and ducked in.
The inside of his bed was covered with personal belongings obtained from Jin Qingrou, and there were more than twenty purses, neatly laid out in one piece.
The young man's thin body rolled in and was submerged by those things. The overwhelming smell filled his nose, with a warm and soft aroma.
Jin Cheyi tightened his grip on the quilt and opened his belt.
From the first time, Jin Qingrou had fallen into his dream.
Jin Cheyi knew that his sister had become his obsession.
There were voices in the yard outside, and Jin Cheyi sat up smartly, his eyes instantly glaring. He casually gathered up his clothes, tied up his belt, and walked out.
In the hospital, Jin Qingrou followed a handsome young man out of the hospital with a delicate look on his face.
Jin Cheyi secretly gritted his teeth, followed, and called, "Where are you going, sister?"
Jin Qingrou turned around. She always stood very reservedly three steps away from Li Muchu, maintaining the shyness of a boudoir woman.
"I heard that the plum garden in the north of the city has opened, and I'm about to go check it out with my cousin."
Jin Cheyi raised a smile and looked at Li Muchu with a carefree expression, "Why didn't my cousin ask me to come with him?"
Li Muchu, who rarely wanted to make an appointment with a beautiful woman when the light bulb was not around but was blocked at the last moment, smiled warmly and said, "If my cousin wants to go, just go together."
Jin Cheyi snorted, took Su Baiyue's hand and went outside.
Jin Cheyi relied on the identity of Jin Qingrou's biological brother, but he also hated this identity. This identity fulfilled him and destroyed him.
He could only watch his dear sister being married off by another man.
At the door of the house, a carriage was parked, and there was a man riding on a famous horse.
At a young age, he was dressed in brocade clothes and had a gentle and elegant appearance, which made him live up to the saying, "The people on the road are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world." There is an air of nobility that cannot be concealed all over his body, and one can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.
Su Baiyue knew that this was the eighth prince. A hypocrite with a human face and an animal heart, who delights in obscenity. He plays with children and hides countless lives under his hands.
As the eighth prince's companion, Li Muchu had a close relationship with him. This time Li Muchu came to visit specially because he was entrusted by the Eighth Prince.
In fact, Li Muchu was not taken seriously in front of the Eighth Prince. This time he was singled out by the Eighth Prince, and he was not only nervous but also excited. He didn't think too much about how a dignified prince could be interested in a small merchant's home.
Although there was a person in this merchant who made a sensation in the imperial city at a young age.
Jin Cheyi's reputation is known to everyone in the imperial city. He had a photographic memory and was admitted to the Jinshi examination at a young age. He was also good-looking, handsome and capable of both civil and military skills.
If he hadn't come from a poor background and was too young, based on his ability, he would definitely not be a mortal in the future.
The Eighth Prince was riding on the horse, his eyes passed over Jin Qingrou who was wearing a curtain hat, and fell on Jin Zeyi's face.
There was a slight heat on the young man's face, his clothes were not very intact, and his black hair was slightly messy, as if he had just gotten up from the bed. At this moment, he looked over with a cold face. His eyes were filled with a slight pinkish vapor, and it looked like he had just done something inappropriate for children.
The Eighth Prince's eyes darkened and he tightened the reins.
Li Muchu couldn't reveal the identity of the eighth prince directly, so he just made up a fictional title of son of a noble family and gave it to him.
"I'm Huang Ba." The eighth prince said with a smile and cupped his hands.
I'm still a bastard! Su Baiyue curled her lips. This name was chosen too deliberately. Did he intentionally want others to know his noble status
If it weren't for the curtain hat, Su Baiyue's eyes would almost roll to the sky.
The group set off for Plum Garden.
The Eighth Prince stared with burning eyes at the young man riding on the horse, wearing bright clothes and an angry horse. Thoughts stirred secretly.
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The group of people came to the plum garden. Su Baiyue looked at the endless enchanting plum blossoms in front of her and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The unique cold fragrance of plum blossoms hits your nose, refreshing your heart and spleen, making you feel relaxed and happy.
It had just snowed last night. Jin Qingrou was wearing a plain white snow shirt and a peach-pink cloak. Her green silk hair was rolled up loosely, revealing a slender pink neck. She stood under the cool and fragrant plum tree. She looked gentle and fresh.
"Why is sister here too?" came a soft female voice. Su Baiyue was shocked. She turned around and saw a familiar figure. It was none other than Jin Rejoor.
Jin Piaorou is about the same age as Jin Zheyi, and now she is as young as a flower. After Mr. Jin Er entered the imperial city, he was recommended by Li Ru and entered the Imperial Academy first and then the Hanlin Academy. Although it has no real power, at least it sounds very nice on the surface, and it is also suitable for the proud and clear body of a scholar.
Jin Piaorou is now at the age where she is planning to get married, and she often goes out to build up her reputation as a talented and beautiful woman so that she can marry well.
As a businesswoman, Jin Qingrou was engaged to Li Muchu, but her status was restricted after all, so when she came out, she would be ridiculed and looked down upon, saying that she was climbing a high tree. According to her gentle and gentle temperament, she would not argue with others, so she often stayed in Jinzhai and seldom went out.
I came out today because of Li Muchu, so I didn't expect to meet Jin Piaorou here.
Jin Piaorou's family has the same style. They look down on Jin Qingrou and look down upon Jin Cheyi.
In fact, Su Baiyue understood. Jin Piaorou likes Jin Zeyi, but because she is still young and cannot express her feelings, she always does some unpleasant things to attract Jin Zeyi's attention.
For example, tormenting the sister Jin Zheyi cared about the most.
And every time at this time, Jin Zheyi would glare at Jin Rejoice with vicious eyes. Although Jin Piaorou was afraid, there was an indescribable feeling of joy in her heart, and she was happy to get a look from Jin Zeyi.
"Sister." Jin Qingrou returned her greeting with a gentle expression.
Jin Piaorou ignored her, suddenly changed her position, turned her gaze to Li Muchu, and smiled sweetly and coquettishly, "My eldest cousin is here too."
Li Muchu had always been very fond of this cute and charming future sister-in-law. Every time he went to visit Jin Qingrou, he would bring some snacks and toys to the little cousin who lived in the house next door.
Jin Piaorou is very good at being a good person, she is good-looking, has a sweet mouth, and is very good at making people happy. She knew that Jin Qingrou liked Li Muchu, and in order to get along with Jin Qingrou, Jin Qingrou didn't mind getting closer to Li Muchu.
Who makes Jin Zeyi have such a good relationship with Jin Qingrou every time? Although they are siblings, they are always an eyesore in Jin Rejoor's eyes.
Su Baiyue was very clear about Jin Rejoor's thoughts. But on the other hand, she also expressed doubts about Jin Rejoor's actions. Since you like her brother, shouldn't you come to please me? Li Muchu, an outsider, has been at odds with Jin Zeyi since childhood. If you try to please him, wouldn't it be equivalent to going against Jin Zeyi
What Jin Piaorou wants is to go against Jin Cheyi, after all, only in this way can he attract his attention.
Because of Jin Piaorou's sensitivity, as long as she touches Jin Qingrou, the cold-tempered Jin Cheyi will show different emotions than usual.
Even Su Baiyue didn't notice this matter.
After all, bystanders know better than those in authority.
The scene now seems a bit weird. Su Qingrou, the would-be fiancee, was thrown aside by Li Muchu, but Jin Piaorou, the sister-in-law, was having a heated conversation with Li Muchu.
Jin Qingrou's face still had a gentle expression, but it was inevitable that there was a hint of disappointment and loneliness.
Jin Cheyi saw this and secretly gritted his teeth.
Isn't he good at it? How could he be worse than this Li Muchu. In terms of knowledge, talent, and appearance, there is no way he can compare to this Li Muchu.
Is it because he is just his younger brother
Under the plum blossom tree in front, Li Muchu and Jin Piaorou were chatting happily.
Li Muchu knew in his heart that he and Jin Qiaorou could only have this ambiguous relationship, like good brothers and sisters. Although Jin Qingrou has good looks and a gentle personality, she is inevitably dull and conservative. On weekdays, I don’t even hold hands with him.
Compared to Jin Qingrou, who is ignorant of amorous feelings, the lively and cheerful Jin Rejoice attracts him more.
Men always eat from the bowl and look at the pot, thinking that both the bowl and the pot belong to him.
The author has something to say: My younger brother is still a young chicken, with a thief heart but no courage.