Si Que's eyes fell on the small silver bell. As her fingertips plucked it, the small bell rippled gently, and he blinked.
After a blink of an eye, his gaze shifted away from the still trembling silver bell and fell on the fingertips of You Yuji that plucked the silver bell.
It seemed that her fingertips were not plucking silver bells.
It also seemed as if the little silver bell was not tied on her ankle, but somewhere else.
You Yuji took out another ribbon with small silver bells hanging on it. It looked much longer and wider than the anklet - the thin silver chain was woven into a width of two fingers, with fine silver tassels of varying lengths hanging from it, and silver bells dotted here and there, making a ringing sound.
You Yuji slightly turned sideways, changed her foot to step on the edge of the bed, and then gently lifted up the soft material of her skirt. The hem of the skirt slowly slid over her calves, and when it passed over her knees, it fell down automatically without You Yuji pulling it up, and the large handful of soft skirt material piled softly on her waist, abdomen and thighs.
You Yuji gently straightened the hem of the skirt that was sticking to her legs, and then fastened the creaking ribbon tightly around her fair thighs.
Si Que's eyes were fixed on the snow-white color beside the tightly fastened ribbon. The next moment, the soft purple color covered the snow-white color. Si Que raised his eyes to look at You Yuji. She had stood up and spun lightly not far from the bed.
She stopped, looked at Si Que with a smile, and said in a gentle voice: "Does this dance dress look good?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the soft hem of her skirt slowly fell down, and the thin hem was still fluttering in the wind.
Si Que didn't know whether the dance costume was pretty or not. He only remembered that when she turned around, he only had time to see the tassels on the ribbon on her leg flash by. And the sound of the silver bells seemed to still be in his ears.
Si Que raised his eyes and looked at You Yuji.
Before he went to take a bath, You Yuji had already taken a bath. Her long hair was not tied up, but casually spread out, with a strand of long hair draped over her chest. The ends of her naturally slightly curly hair were gently curled up, like hooks.
This woman has hooks everywhere.
He looked at the hem of her skirt and replied slowly, "It's... okay."
"Not bad?" You Yuji leaned on the couch with her knees, leaned close to Si Que, looked into his eyes, and whispered, "Just okay?"
Her voice was melodious and pleasant, accompanied by the sound of silver bells.
She leaned on him for so long that some of her black hair fell down and landed on Si Que's neck, cool and smooth, with a hint of her unique fragrance.
Si Que raised his hand and placed it on her slender waist. You Yuji's dance costume was made of extremely soft material, except for the waist belt which was tied with a silky ribbon. Si Que's slender fingers gradually moved back along her waist, until his palm completely supported her lower back.
"Madam! Madam! Look, I found this outside..." Baohe came in with a bunch of magnolias in her arms, and looked at the two people on the bed in astonishment. Her movements froze, and her words froze in the middle of her words. She froze for a long time before she finally reacted and turned around and ran. A magnolia fell to the ground, and she picked it up quickly. When her fingers picked up the magnolia, her feet were still running forward. She ran out in one breath, pulling the pillow to the corner, and the two of them chatted all night.
You Yuji was amused by Baohe's quick steps. She smiled and leaned over to pull the hanging bed curtains. The bed curtains were already thick in winter, and the two curtains slowly fell down like a curtain call, plunging the entire bed into a reddish dimness.
You Yuji lowered her eyes and touched Bai Sui's head, then took him out of Si Que's arms and said softly, "You can't sit on Que Que's lap tonight."
She smiled and gently let Baisui out from behind the bed curtain.
You Yuji glanced at Si Que's injured calf, then looked back at him. She placed her hands softly on Si Que's shoulders for support, slightly raised her long legs and carefully sat on Si Que's legs. She leaned forward and gradually got closer to Si Que, and her hands on his shoulders slowly went around the back of his neck and hooked them together.
She looked at him closely and whispered, "Sister, can you sit with me tonight?"
She smiled at him, like a vixen who only sucked yang energy.
Si Que's hand on You Yuji's lower back touched the metal hook of her waist belt, and with a strong tug, he unbuttoned it. Her lips were soft and attractive as she smiled delicately. Si Que leaned over, but when he was about to kiss her, he quietly adjusted the angle and kissed her earlobe, holding her soft earlobe in his mouth and kissing and biting it.
Baisui sat on the ground with his head down, biting the bow tied around his neck for a long time, and finally pulled the silk handkerchief off, scratching and biting it with his little claws. Until he was tired of playing, he threw the torn silk handkerchief aside, sat on the ground, tilted his little head and looked at the warm bed.
The bed curtains were drawn down, separating it from the bed, and it was not welcome to climb on.
The heavy bed was shaking, reflecting two overlapping figures, and the sound of tiny bells never stopped.
“Meow! Meow!”
Baisui also wanted to play with the little silver bell, so he jumped onto the bed and found the gap between the two bed curtains and crawled in. But the next moment, a slender, snow-white hand grabbed his neck and threw him out.
Baisui fell to the ground and meowed several times towards the bed, but he did not wait for You Yuji to hold him in her arms as gently as before. He meowed twice more in disappointment, and his voice became lower and lower. He held the torn silk handkerchief in his mouth and slid under the cabinet on the side with his long tail drooping. He curled up in the darkness, covering his ears with his paws, not listening to the ringing silver bells and the strange beating sounds.
As the silver bell rang, Si Que's gaze passed over You Yuzhi who was sitting on him several times and looked at his injured leg that was tied with a hard board.
Hesitation and struggle flashed across his dark eyes several times.
Baisui slept for a long time, and the sound of the silver bell outside slowed down. He pricked up his ears and listened, and heard footsteps. He recognized that it was You Yuji's footsteps. He stretched his body, crawled out from under the cabinet, and meowed at You Yuji who was standing beside the bed.
You Yuji was still wearing the extremely soft light purple dance dress, but it was already wrinkled. Her upper body was not the dance dress she wore before, but Si Que's nightgown, which she did not tie up, but just casually put on. She picked up the medicine on the small table and drank it slowly.
Baisui jumped onto the bedside table, stretched his neck and meowed at her.
You Yuji drank the last sip of the medicine before smiling at Baisui. She gently touched Baisui's head and whispered to him, "Don't worry, Baisui, we didn't fight."
“Meow…” Baisui’s last meow became soft and he stopped calling out.
"Go to sleep." She nodded at Baisui's head with her fingertips and walked towards the bathroom.
Baisui yawned, and without going anywhere else, he just lay down on the small table beside the bed and went to sleep.
You Yuji washed herself briefly in the clean room, and cleaned her mouth again to remove the bitter taste of the fertility medicine. She sat for a while, then stood up and went out with a wrung wet towel.
She sat down beside the bed and handed the wet towel in through the curtains.
She sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the rustling of clothes on the couch, and turned her head to look out the window. Outside the window, it was already dark as ink, and she had no idea what time it was.
The bed became quiet again, and she asked softly, "Are you done?"
"Yeah." Si Que's voice was low.
You Yuji lifted the bed curtain and looked over to take a closer look at Si Que's expression. He hadn't looked so unhappy just now, so why was he unhappy now
She gently pushed his arm and asked, "Does the wound hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Si Que lowered his eyes.
You Yuji also lowered her eyes and thought carefully about why he was unhappy. Could it be that as a man he didn't like being passive? But his leg was injured...
How could he enjoy it? After tossing and turning for most of the night, she only gave him a small kiss on his collarbone. Just a light, small, soft kiss. So fast, Si Que even wondered if she touched it accidentally
Why couldn't she just give him a kiss? She had such a big mouth.
You Yuji stood up and blew out the lights in the room.
His vision went completely dark. Si Que felt You Yuji lying down beside him. She quickly leaned over and put her pretty face on his shoulder. His hand was also quickly gently held by her. Si Que felt that he was wrapped in a huge tenderness, leaving him nowhere to escape.
His unhappiness seemed insignificant.
He gently turned to You Yuji, put his arm under You Yuji's neck, and hugged her in his arms. He didn't need to look to know that this vixen must have slowly raised the corners of her lips.
A cunning vixen.
Soon, You Yuzhi fell asleep.
Si Que opened his eyes and looked at her sleeping in his arms. He stared at You Yuji's sleeping face for a while, and finally couldn't help nodding his head and leaning over to kiss her soft and attractive lips. When he was about to touch the corner of her lips, Si Que stopped moving. He was so close that he seemed to have felt the softness of her lips. He changed his mind and kissed You Yuji's cheek stiffly.
No, he doesn't believe in evil.
He wanted her to kiss him first!
Uncomfortable.
Si Que closed his eyes and went to sleep.
The next day, You Yuji woke up later than usual. She opened her eyes dazedly and subconsciously tried to sit up, but something held her back. She slowly woke up and gently pushed Si Que away from her arms.
Last night, her own dance gown was broken, so she wrapped herself in Si Que's snow-white nightgown. But at this moment, his nightgown that she had wrapped herself in last night was also missing.
You Yuji saw the nightgown under Si Que, and carefully pulled it out and wrapped it around her body before getting out of bed. She walked to the outer room, knelt on the beauty couch, raised her hand to push the window, and the warm sun shone in. She knew she was late, but she didn't know she was so late.
Hearing the noise, Zhenxu came in from outside, glanced at You Yuji's clothes, then immediately retracted his gaze and asked politely with his head down: "Madam, do you want to wash up now? Do you still need breakfast? Or do you want to have lunch with it?"
You Yuji gathered her clothes and looked back towards the inner room, lowering her voice: "The princess hasn't woken up yet, keep your voice down."
“Yes…” Zhenxu looked at the mark on You Yuji’s collarbone, his eyes widened in shock, and he quickly lowered his head.
"Just take the water to the purification room, and walk lightly. No need for breakfast." You Yuji paused and ordered a few dishes for lunch, all of which were tonic.
Zhenxu walked out in a distracted manner and almost tripped over the threshold.
Baohe had already been outside, craning her neck to look at Zhenxu. Zhenxu walked over quickly and lowered her voice, "Madam is wearing the princess's nightgown, and there is a kiss mark under the collar! What you guessed last time was true!"
"Oh my god!" Bao He couldn't accept the confirmation for a moment, and murmured to himself: "Madam actually likes women..."
A cool breeze blew in the courtyard in early winter, and Zhenxu and Baohe sat there in silence.
After a long while, Zhenxu finally spoke: "If people knew about this, it would be bad..."
Bao He nodded reluctantly: "So we have to do our best to keep it a secret for Madam!"
The pillow nodded heavily.
You Yuji got up late, and the concubines who came to pay their respects to her early in the morning knew that she was asleep, so they sat in the flower hall for a while and then went back.
In the afternoon, You Yuji asked Madam Jing again about Zhuo Wen's news. Madam Jing replied that Zhuo Wen had not yet met the owner of the Poison Tower.
You Yuji nodded, and lazily sat on the beauty couch under the window, flipping through medical books. She was supposed to summon the two stewards in the afternoon, but she was not in the mood, so she simply pushed it to Madam Jing to deal with.
The crisp sound of the silver bell made You Yuji look towards the bed.
Si Que leaned against the bed, holding her leggings and teasing Baisui. Every time Baisui jumped up, he could never reach her.
He had been playing with the ribbon on You Yuji's leg for almost the entire day.
You Yuji looked at the shaking little silver bell and no longer thought about buying fake death medicine in the Poison House. Right now, she obviously had more important things to do.
She stood up and walked towards the bed.
The author has something to say: Childish little princess: Humph, I must make her kiss me first and beg me to kiss her!
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