Si Que washed the milk off his body with clean water, put on his snow-white nightgown and walked out of the clean room. His clothes were untied and hung loosely.
He looked at You Yuji and saw that she was cutting the thread with a pair of small scissors.
Si Que felt much better than when he just came back. He walked over and stood in front of You Yujie, glancing at the small garment she had just finished making in her hands. Only then did he realize that it was a bellyband that could be worn close to the body.
Si Que glanced at You Yuji with some surprise. This dress was not the style she usually wore.
"Sister, why are you suddenly in the mood to give me clothes?" He sat down lazily beside You Yuji, picked up a strand of You Yuji's long hair with his long fingers and wrapped it around it, letting his long fingers be wrapped by her soft silk hair.
"Not for myself."
Si Que frowned. If she didn't make such a close-fitting garment for herself, who else could she make it for? No matter who she made it for, since it was not for her but for another woman, he looked away and didn't look at it any more.
He doesn't even look at other women's underwear.
"Take a look, does it look good?" You Yuji looked over with a smile on her face. As she spoke, she handed the small dress she had just made to Si Que.
Si Que slapped her hand away with a cold face and said, "It's not my sister's little Yi who doesn't want to see it. It's dirty."
You Yuji pursed her lips and smiled. She had to admit that sometimes this little liar could be a bit nice to listen to. She looked at Si Que's untied clothes, raised her hand and reached over, grasping his drooping clothes with her fingertips and gently shook them. Then she lifted her hips slightly off the couch, leaned forward, and whispered softly, "Rest."
Si Que turned his head and saw You Yuji had already stepped back. She put the bellyband in her hand on the small table with a smile in her eyes and moved her legs under the couch. Her pair of jade feet stepped on the shoes, but she did not bend down to put on her shoes. She tilted her head slightly and slowly straightened the strand of hair that Si Que had just messed up, and put it neatly into the black hair hanging behind her.
Si Que followed her white fingertips with his eyes until she finished gathering her hair and slowly withdrew her hand, placing it on her leg. He withdrew his eyes, bent down, held You Yuji's ankle and gently lifted her foot, while putting her shoes on, he reminded her: "The floor of the bathroom is slippery, be careful not to fall."
"Okay." You Yuji responded softly and raised her other foot to hand it to him.
Si Que curled his long fingers slightly and rubbed the back of his fingers along the soles of You Yuji's feet from top to bottom before putting her shoes on. You Yuji put her hands on Si Que's shoulders, stood up, turned around and smiled at him, then went to the bathroom to wash up.
You Yuji quickly washed up in the bathroom and changed into soft nightgown. Passing by the beauty bed, she picked up the bellyband on the table, walked around the screen to the bed, and saw Si Que standing at the head of the bed, examining a small white porcelain jar on the bedside table.
"What is that?" He turned and looked over.
You Yuji pursed her lips and didn't explain immediately. She walked slowly towards the bed and put down the bed curtain hanging on the hook.
Si Que noticed the bellyband that You Yuzhi placed on the bed before putting up the bed curtains.
Si Que frowned almost imperceptibly, his eyes falling on the bellyband.
Wasn't it made for her, and was it placed on their bed? The answer was obvious. Si Que glanced at the small jar in his hand again and put it back on the bedside table. He initially thought that the contents of the small jar were perfume powder for women, but now it seems... not.
You Yuji climbed onto the bed, pulled her knees together and moved to the inside of the bed. She reached out to Si Que and said softly, "Give it to my sister."
Si Que followed his instructions and slowly placed the small jar on You Yuji's open palm. When he withdrew his hand, his fingertips lightly brushed across You Yuji's palm.
You Yuji took the soft pillow and put it aside, leaning lazily. Her pajamas were thin, soft and loose, and as she leaned sideways on the pillow, the collar of her lower shoulder slid down slightly, but it didn't slide off completely, just revealing a little more snow-white skin than the upper shoulder, and the collarbone half hidden in the collar.
While fiddling with the small white porcelain jar in her hand, she looked at Si Que with a smile and said, "Want to play something different with your sister?"
"How do we play?" Si Que fixed his eyes on You Yuji's collarbone while lowering the bed curtain on his side.
The two bed curtains were put together and the light was sewed outside.
Si Que leaned closer to You Yuji, half lowered his eyes, and buried his head in the crook of You Yuji's neck. Half of his face was pressed against her soft and fragrant skin, and the other half was separated by the soft fabric of her pajamas.
You Yuji put her hand on the back of his neck, letting him get closer to her. Not long after, she turned her head slightly and looked at the person in her arms tenderly. She knew he had guessed what she wanted to do. Without saying a word, she slowly moved her hand down along his side until she reached his waist and pulled his belt, pulling it out a little, and slowly wrapped it around her wrist.
Si Que was about to refuse, but saw You Yuji ignored the bellyband placed on the side, and gently twisted the small porcelain jar in the palm of her hand. However, the size of the rouge box and the paste inside looked like something women use when putting on makeup.
Si Que glanced at the paste inside and smelled a faint fragrance.
"Wear it for your sister to see, or put this on. Choose one?" You Yuji curled the corners of her lips.
Si Que was slightly stunned. For a moment, he did not understand what You Yuji meant by "apply". What to apply? For whom to apply? Where to apply
You Yuji shook her wrist gently, and the belt that Si Que had wrapped around her wrist loosened and fell off. She grabbed the belt and gently pulled it away from Si Que's waist, and his trousers immediately loosened.
Si Que stared at the box of ointment in You Yuji's hand, as if he understood where she wanted him to apply it.
Wait, but why did he have to put that on? Was he saying he couldn't satisfy her
Si Que looked sullen and wanted to slam the door and leave. But You Yuji leaned against him softly, her clothes half-open, and looked at him charmingly. He really couldn't leave.
He glanced at the bright red bellyband again and snatched the thing from You Yuzhi's hand viciously.
You Yuzhi could tell that Si Que was not happy.
She hesitated for a long time whether to tell Si Que that this was a folk remedy to help with pregnancy. If he knew, would he be unhappy because he was suspected of being infertile? You Yuji had already seen a doctor privately, and there was nothing wrong with her body. That's why she thought of secretly giving Si Que some folk remedies.
You Yuji lay on the bed, enduring the annoyance of the little liar behind him, thinking shakily - which one would make him more unhappy, the failure of infertility or the failure of what the little liar thought
"Fox spirit!" Si Que turned You Yuzhi over and bit her with a cold face.
You Yuji cried out in pain, gently pushed him away, and called him "brother" softly twice before he let her go.
It was late at night, and You Yuji was half asleep when she vaguely heard the sound of a window being opened. She opened her eyes in confusion, but Si Que was nowhere to be seen.
A corner of the bed curtain was opened. She looked out from the opened side of the bed curtain and saw Si Que standing in front of the window. He seemed to be... untying the letter on the pigeon's leg
You Yuji half-closed her eyes, shrouded in fatigue. She stared at Si Que's back for a moment, then suddenly turned around, with her back to him, not wanting him to know she was awake when he returned.
Si Que glanced at Si Lang's letter and burned it with the flame on the candlestick. He closed the window and once again let the pigeon return with an empty mailbox.
He turned and walked towards the bed, got on it again, and hugged You Yuzhi from behind.
He did misunderstand what was in the small white porcelain jar at first, but after a moment, he knew what it was.
She didn't say anything and he didn't expose it.
Si Que looked at You Yuji's fair neck in front of him, and the expression in his eyes gradually became gloomy.
Who was he to her
She should like him, too, right? But is there something else mixed in this liking? For example, she urgently needs a child, or she minds that he once wore a smiling mask and pretended to be weak in front of her. Si Que even wondered if this vixen had set a gentle trap to lure him in? Just as he had thought it was fun, he wanted this vixen to fall deeply in love with him, and then die in her arms so that she would remember it for the rest of her life. Was she also planning a revenge? Wait until he gradually fell into her gentle nest, and then push him away coldly.
You Yuji's breath was long and her body was still in a half-asleep daze, but her mind was awake. She felt the person behind her bury his face in the back of her neck, and couldn't help thinking about the letters that were sent to her frequently.
Not only does he never talk about the past, but even the present and the future are a mystery.
After such a long time, You Yuji still couldn't completely overlap his figure with that of the owner of the Poison Tower.
After such a long time, You Yuji still remembers how she felt when she found out that Ah Que, who depended on her, was a fake person. She rationally suppressed all her emotions, angry, aggrieved, and blaming. She said to herself in her heart: You Yuji, this person lied to you because he doesn't like you as much as you think.
He just doesn't like you that much, there's nothing to blame.
This thought made her suppress all her emotions. She checked her heart and knew that this person was still in her heart. Since this person lied because he didn't like her enough, she wanted her to be in her lover's heart. She wanted him to like her a million times more than she liked him.
The night was long, and the two people sleeping in each other's arms were thinking about each other, but they could not guess what the other person was thinking about.
The next morning, when Cuiyu, Chunxing and Hongzan came over, You Yuji found an excuse to take Cuiyu to the study alone and dismissed the servants.
Cuiyu opened her eyes wide, approached You Yuji with excitement, and lowered her voice: "Sister, do you have a secret to tell me?"
You Yuji said gently: "Although the prince asked the servants in the mansion to keep their mouths shut, you should know that I have signed the divorce agreement with the prince."
Cuiyu nodded and said, "I know! Even if people are not allowed to discuss it openly, who wouldn't grumble behind closed doors?"
She gave You Yuji a thumbs up and praised: "Sister, you are so brave!"
Her face fell again in an instant, and she said dejectedly, "After my sister leaves the palace, I really don't know what kind of successor the prince will marry in the future... Alas, the happiest and most carefree days of my life were when I came to my sister's place every morning. I really can't bear to leave my sister. Alas."
Cuiyu felt that she had met a mistress like You Yuji because her biological parents, who were either dead or alive, must have blessed her in their previous lives. But after You Yuji left, she was afraid that she would have to return to the miserable life of most concubines...
"Are you willing to leave the Jinnan Palace?" You Yuji asked with a smile.
"Ah?" Cui Yu looked at You Yuji in astonishment and rubbed her ears subconsciously.
You Yuji said softly, "In this vast world, meeting each other is fate. If you are worried that your life in the palace will be difficult in the future, and you are planning to leave the palace and start over, I am willing to help you leave."
If Chen Anzhi had treated his concubine better, You Yuji would not have had such a plan. But as long as she thought that Chen Anzhi would use his concubine to exchange for a horse, she couldn't help but worry about Cuiyu's future. What's more, Cuiyu's personality was indeed not pleasing, and she might be treated harshly by the mistress in the future.
"Leave, leave the palace?" Cui Yu was confused.
Leave? How to leave? What happens after leaving? After she left the brothel, she originally thought that she would live as a concubine in the palace for the rest of her life. If she left the palace, she would be driven out by the prince and bullied for the rest of her life.
Now You Yuji told her to leave the palace on her own initiative? For a moment, Cuiyu had many thoughts in her mind.
The author has something to say: 88 red envelopes are randomly dropped, and will be distributed together with yesterday's red envelopes tomorrow~