"Sister." Si Que leaned over and rubbed You Yuzhi's slender neck gently out of habit.
The strange touch made You Yuji turn her head in surprise. She raised her hands and held Si Que's face, her sparkling eyes full of surprise. She rubbed the blue stubble on Si Que's chin with her fingertips curiously, and said in surprise: "So you can grow a beard."
Si Que frowned and asked, "I am neither a child nor a castrated eunuch, so what's so strange about having a beard?"
Baohe and Liufeng stood at the door and smiled at each other.
You Yuzhi looked over Si Que's shoulder, glared at Baohe, and told her to fetch water.
She pulled Si Que's sleeve and pulled him to the bench under the window on the other side. She glanced at the blue color on Si Que's chin and rolled up her sleeves and said, "I've never seen it before. I'm not used to it."
Si Que rubbed his chin with the back of his fingers, feeling quite disgusted.
Being raised as a daughter, he has always been very particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation. This is the first time that a layer of stubble has appeared on his chin.
Baohe quickly came in with a basin of warm water and dried the shaving equipment.
You Yuji glanced at the blue stubble on Si Que's chin and picked up a thin blade.
"Will it?" Si Que asked.
"I was playful when I was a kid, so I had my father repair it." You Yuji couldn't help but smile as she recalled the past. She shook the blade between her fingers and said with a smile, "But it cut a bloody wound on my father's chin, so you have to be careful."
Now when she talks about her father, she still misses him, but the pain has gradually faded away.
When You Yuzhi turned around to get the cotton towel, Si Que's gaze gradually moved down from her cheek and lingered on her waist for a while.
You Yuji dipped a cotton towel soaked in warm water into the soap paste, turned around, bent down in front of Si Que, and slowly wet Si Que's chin.
Si Que looked into You Yuji's eyes which were so close to him, and saw the carefulness and concentration in her eyes.
You Yuji suddenly raised her eyes and asked softly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Sister, you are so beautiful." Si Que raised his hand and held You Yujie's waist, pulling her forward and letting her sit on his lap.
You Yuji subconsciously turned around to look at Baohe and Liufeng. Liufeng had left long ago without knowing when, and Baohe lowered her head and rolled up the corner of her clothes without even looking around.
"Here."
Hearing Si Que's voice, You Yuji turned around and saw the bronze mirror handed to her by Si Que.
He leaned forward and reached for the blade next to the copper basin.
You Yuji did not insist. She sat on his lap and held up a bronze mirror for him to look at.
Si Que raised his chin and shaved in front of the mirror. You Yuji's eyebrows were half exposed from behind the bronze mirror. He looked at her eyes and was distracted. He made a "hiss" sound, and the sharp blade left a streak of blood on his chin.
You Yuji was startled, then couldn't help laughing: "This wasn't done by me."
She put down the bronze mirror with a smile, picked up a clean silk handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood on his chin, complaining softly: "The wound on your body is not easy to heal, why don't you be more careful."
Her delicate red lips opened and closed, so close.
Even without makeup, she still looks so gorgeous and attractive.
Si Que couldn't help but move closer to taste the fragrance.
The soap cream rubbed against You Yuji's cheek, and the strange smell made her feel nauseous. She hurriedly pushed Si Que away, turned her face to the side, and covered her mouth with her hands to suppress the discomfort in her chest and abdomen.
"Do you want to vomit?" Si Que asked hurriedly.
It was a bit uncomfortable, but I didn't feel like vomiting. The discomfort made You Yuji not reply, but she shook her head gently.
Si Que placed his palm on the back of You Yuji's neck and turned her head to face him. His eyes were bright and he said seriously, "If you want to vomit, you must vomit on me!"
He stroked his collar and said, "Just spit into my arms!"
You Yuzhi looked at Si Que's eyes in surprise. Not only did she see seriousness in his eyes, but also a hint of excitement
What kind of fetish is this...
"Don't talk nonsense." You Yuzhi no longer felt so uncomfortable. She brushed away Si Que's hand and took a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his chin again.
There was water on his chin, and the blood quickly spread. You Yuji took a silk handkerchief and wiped away the blood around the wound. Seeing that the wound was only a shallow one, she felt relieved.
She took the razor blade from Si Que's hand and shaved him awkwardly, while asking softly, "Why are you so busy?"
She knew in her heart that if Si Que wasn't so busy, she would never have become like this.
Si Que's expression suddenly became more disgusted, and he complained: "Si Lang is too stupid."
"I don't think the prince is stupid." You Yuji glanced at Si Que with a smile, "It's my Que Shu who is too smart."
Baohe's ears twitched, and he stopped rolling up his clothes. He picked up Baisui who was standing beside him, and tiptoed out, not forgetting to close the door behind the two people.
Si Que kissed You Yuzhi's fingertips, then kissed her eyes, then put her on the bench beside him, lifted her clothes and kissed her belly.
"Just another three or four months and it will be almost done." He said casually, rubbing his cheek upwards. As he moved, his high nose bridge gradually opened You Yuji's clothes and buried itself in her chest.
You Yuji didn't notice Si Que's actions. She was thinking three or four months? Their child wasn't born yet at that time.
For the next month, Si Que remained elusive. He was busy in the Poison Tower most of the time, and only found time to look for You Yuji.
You Yuji lazily leaned on the beauty couch, caressing Baisui in her arms and looking over with a smile: "You are so busy, there is no need to force yourself to squeeze out time to accompany me."
"No." Si Que retorted. He leaned over and buried his head in You Yuji's arms. He said lazily, "I didn't come back to accompany you. I came back to absorb nutrients."
Si Que rubbed against You Yuzhi's arms.
Baisui meowed unhappily, but was still unwillingly pushed away by Si Que, hiding aside and licking his fur out of boredom.
You Yuji gently touched Si Que's cheek and said softly, "Don't make yourself so tired. Why do you have to do something you don't like?"
Si Que was silent.
—If you don’t respond, it means you disagree.
You Yuji pursed her lips and didn't try to persuade him further.
Madam Jing stood at the door and looked inside. When she saw the situation in the room, she immediately took a step back and no longer rushed in to report.
You Yuji also saw the figure passing by the door, and recognized it from her figure and posture as Madam Jing. She pushed Si Que and told him to go take a shower, change clothes, and wash off the dust on his body, then raised her voice to call Madam Jing in.
Madam Jing was listening to the noise inside from outside and waited for a moment before pushing the door open.
"What's the matter?" You Yuji asked.
"Marquis Anqing will be released tomorrow." Madam Jing reported.
You Yuji nodded and ordered, "Send someone to tell Cuiyu that I will go with her to pick up Yingying tomorrow."
A month ago, when Jiang Yunche got into trouble, the clueless Cuiyu came to You Yuji for help. Jiang Yunche had just graduated from high school and was in high spirits, but he was imprisoned for his anti-China poems. You Yuji thought it was very strange. She asked her father's old subordinates in the court to investigate and found that many officials were implicated. Although Jiang Yunche was taken to the prison, he was not punished. You Yuji felt it was even more strange.
According to her guess, Jiang Yunche was not really imprisoned for writing anti-government poems, nor was he framed by someone, but was used as a pawn. As for whether he was used as a pawn by others or he voluntarily became a pawn, You Yuji could not figure it out.
Until three days ago, this anti-poetry case involving many people was closed. The court officials were purged, and Jiang Yunche was acquitted. You Yuji suddenly seemed to be the latter.
Although You Yuji didn't know the details and had no intention to find out, she understood that this was a trap set by Jiang Yunche on orders to purge the court officials. Not only was he acquitted, but he would also be promoted soon.
You Yuji couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty's suspicion is getting worse and worse."
Si Que took the clothes and came out, saying casually: "I won't live long anyway."
You Yuji looked at Si Que, who had already gone to the clean room with clothes.
The next day, Cuiyu went to You's house early in the morning.
Before she reached You's house, she frowned and looked behind her. There was no one behind her, but she always felt that someone was following her.
Cui Yu pondered for a moment, and it seemed that ever since the day Lin Yingying followed Jiang Yunche into prison, she always felt that someone was following her.
At first she thought it was an illusion, until one night when she was returning from her stall late at night and met a thug and was rescued by someone. The rescuer turned around and left without saying a word, and she didn't even see what the rescuer looked like. From then on she knew it was not an illusion. Being followed by someone really frightened her for a while, but a month later, the person who followed her never did anything wrong to her. Although she was suspicious, she was not as worried as she was at the beginning.
Cuiyu arrived at You's house and saw You Yuji coming out with the pillow. She couldn't help but take a closer look at You Yuji's belly and saw some clues.
You Yuzhi looked over and smiled at her, then helped Baohe get into the carriage.
Cui Yu retracted her gaze and hurriedly followed him into the carriage. Before she got into the carriage and sat down, she heard You Yuji's words -
"It's what you think."
Cui Yu was stunned and turned to look at You Yuji. There was a frankness in You Yuji's gentle eyes.
Cuiyu blinked her eyes, then immediately grinned and said loudly: "Congratulations, sister! Congratulations, sister!"
When Lin Yingying chose to follow Jiang Yunche into the prison, she was ready to die. She never thought that there would be a day when she would be able to get out. For a moment, she felt mixed emotions, not knowing whether she was happy for surviving a desperate situation or regretful for not being able to die on the same day.
She looked at Jiang Yunche in front of her. Jiang Yunche was surrounded by many people in the center. Those gentlemen in official robes all greeted him with smiles, praising and flattering him repeatedly.
Jiang Yunche, dressed in prison clothes, was surrounded by these officials. He looked even more glorious than the day when the top scholar in red clothes and white horse was paraded through the streets.
It was June, the wind was warm and the sun was scorching, but Lin Yingying still felt a little cold.
Coming out of that narrow and cramped square cell, they became distant friends again, one as far apart as heaven and earth.
Lin Yingying looked at Jiang Yunche from afar and slowly raised the corners of her lips.
Well, it's good that he is alive.
"Yingying!" Cui Yu's loud voice cut through the bustling crowd. Everyone surrounding Jiang Yunche looked in the direction of the voice, but Jiang Yunche turned to look at Lin Yingying.
Cuiyu jumped off the carriage, holding a robe in her arms. She ran to Lin Yingying, unfolded the robe and wrapped Lin Yingying up, chattering: "Pah, pah, pah, it's unlucky to see the word 'prisoner' on you! Hurry up and put this on to cover it up!"
"Yu'er." Lin Yingying narrowed her eyes. She felt warm in her heart when she saw Cuiyu at this time.
Cuiyu smiled and took Lin Yingying's hand, saying, "Come on, let's go to my sister's house. My sister has prepared a roasted whole lamb! Slurp! The roasted whole lamb is so fragrant and greasy!"
Lin Yingying looked past Cuiyu and towards the carriage in the distance. The window curtain was half-drawn, revealing You Yuji's gentle eyes.
Lin Yingying hurried over and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for making you two sisters worry."
You Yuji said softly: "Come up, we'll talk when we get home."
Lin Yingying nodded and got into the carriage with Cuiyu.
Jiang Yunche stood in the crowd with one hand behind his back, watching the carriage where Lin Yingying was gradually going away. He originally thought that she was just a concubine of Chen Anzhi, and it would be easy for him to ask Chen Anzhi for her. But he didn't expect that before he could free his hands, she would bump into him in that way, and they would be tied to each other from then on.
There were constant congratulations from all around, and everyone praised him for his bright future.
Jiang Yunche had a gentle smile on his face, and suddenly asked an old minister who was over 70 years old beside him: "Master Qin, what is the next sentence after the golden wind and jade dew meet?"
The old minister was stunned by this inappropriate question.
Jiang Yunche smiled, twirled Lin Yingying's hair tie between his fingers, walked away, and boarded the Jiang residence's carriage.
The author has something to say: If nothing unexpected happens, the title of the next chapter will be (Ending)