When Liu Qi returned home, Liu Fu and his son had already prepared everything. The father and son did not disturb him and went back early to enjoy family happiness.
The lights in the room were on, and a slender and enchanting figure was reflected on the window. Liu Qi let out a long sigh and suddenly felt relaxed.
Although Du Ling'er was once a tool of the Cai family, when she returned here, the swordplay and clinking of glasses outside seemed to be isolated from her.
After all, men need a gentle harbor to relax their tired hearts.
It was already dark at this moment, and Du Ling'er was anxiously waiting in the room. From the moment Liu Qi set out for the battle, she was filled with worry.
The news of the battle in Nanyang surprised and delighted her. Today, when she heard that Liu Qi had returned triumphantly, her heart was pounding all day long.
At this moment, she was sitting at the table, staring at the letter in front of her in a daze. It was the secret letter sent by Zhao Fan half a month ago.
Cai was eliminated and her followers were basically wiped out. Only she remained in the mansion. She knew that this was a special favor from Liu Qi.
She was just a singer who followed orders. She didn't know about family disputes, let alone national affairs. But when Zhao Fan inquired about the war in Nanyang and wanted to start a rebellion, she knew that this was wrong.
Just as she was daydreaming, the door was gently pushed open. She trembled and when she looked up, she saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face.
After experiencing a great battle, Liu Qi looked more mature and steady. The sickly and childish look on his face disappeared, replaced by confidence and composure.
"General!"
For some reason, Du Ling'er couldn't help herself. She fell to her knees on the ground and sobbed softly.
"It's better to call you Da Lang!" Liu Qi stepped forward to help the beautiful woman up, wiped her tears, and whispered, "Do you miss me?"
Du Ling'er felt her breathing getting heavier, and her pretty face flushed: "Da Lang, I will help you change your clothes."
"Don't be in a hurry!" Liu Qi sat on the bed holding the beauty, moving his hands up and down, greedily sniffing the fragrance on her neck, and said with emotion: "The land of gentleness is indeed easier to make people sink."
Du Ling'er felt hot all over, and struggled to take the secret letter from the table. She bit her red lips lightly, and her big black and white eyes were full of anxiety. She said softly: "Da Lang, you take a look at this first... Maybe I don't have the blessing to accompany you."
"Oh?" Liu Qi was lying on the bed and opened the letter, only to find out that Cao Cao had secretly contacted Zhao Fan to start a rebellion and wanted to make trouble behind the scenes, and Zhao Linger actually had a part in the credit.
"Yes, it seems you have really figured it out!"
Liu Qi glanced at Zhao Linger, and in the face of Zhao Linger's nervous eyes, he threw the letter aside, put his hand on her waist, and said with a smile: "But today is a rare leisure time, so let's not talk about business."
Zhao Linger was touched and happy, and she lay on Liu Qi, her soft and elastic body squirming, and she said in a charming voice: "Da Lang, you really don't blame me?"
Liu Qi's big hand also grasped the vital part of his daughter's house, and said with a smile: "Not only have you done nothing wrong, but you have also made contributions. This young master will reward you well."
After this incident, the gap between the two was completely eliminated, and they opened their hearts to each other.
Zhao Linger was born a singer, so she naturally understood the fun of it. She said calmly, "I am willing to give you everything I have."
Liu Qi leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You were in a hurry before and didn't experience the joys of life. Today, let's take it slow and gentle. I will let you enjoy the true joy of a man and a woman!"
"You... you can do it too?" Du Ling'er's body stiffened when she heard that.
She had never seen Liu Qi come into contact with other women, and he was bedridden due to illness, but when she heard him speak, he sounded like a veteran in the world of romance.
Liu Qi's hand had already reached somewhere unknown, causing Du Ling'er to exclaim tenderly, and she laughed, "Then let's have a sparring match!"
"Aiya, let's take a bath first!" Du Ling'er buried her head in Liu Qi's chest and patted it gently.
"That's exactly what I meant!" Liu Qi turned over and got up from the bed, picked up Du Ling'er by the waist, and walked straight to the bathroom next door.
Liu Qi had been in a hurry to travel these two days and was sweating all over after a long day of hard work. He just wanted to relax.
Because Liu Qi was sick, he often took baths with medicinal soup. The bathroom was as exquisite as the bedroom, with mahogany floors, a huge white marble bathtub, jade inlaid all around, and hot steam rising from it.
Because the water needs to be boiled and soaked, it can be heated and added outside, so it is no problem to soak for a whole day. At this time, it becomes the best mandarin duck pool.
The shy beauty was placed by the pool, half of her skirt was wet by the water, making her look even more shy and charming.
Liu Qi squatted down, raised his hand to pull up his collar, and took off his outer clothes.
Du Ling'er finally reacted and said hurriedly: "Da Lang, I'm here to help you..."
"Don't move!" Liu Qi held her hands, took off the outermost veil, and chuckled, "You don't understand, men enjoy this process the most."
The snow-white toes stepped on the rosewood steps, the milky white gauze fell to the ground, wrapping the jade feet, and the pink toes were faintly visible.
The light clothes were taken off one by one. There were not many summer clothes to begin with. Before Liu Qi had finished enjoying his summer clothes, he was left with only a red bellyband.
Du Ling'er's whole body turned red. Even though she had undergone many trainings, she couldn't help it under the temptation of Liu Qi's actions. She cried out and got into the bathtub.
Liu Qi sighed, sat in the mist, and said with a smile: "Now it's your turn to undress me."
Du Ling'er bit her red lips lightly with her pearly teeth, raised her hand and slowly unbuttoned Liu Qi's clothes.
After taking off his clothes, Liu Qi jumped into the pool. The hot water of suitable temperature soaked his whole body. Liu Qi let out a long breath and floated on the surface with his arms and legs spread out like a dead fish.
Du Ling'er was so scared that she retreated to the side, watching carefully through the mist, and hesitated for a moment before slowly walking over.
Her jade-white skin was covered with water droplets, her body was flushed with shyness, and her long, tight legs were full of elasticity.
The water waves gently pushed aside the pool of beautiful hair, which floated over and fluttered in front of Liu Qi, just like the excitement of the two people at the moment.
Du Ling'er glanced at Liu Qi with both joy and anger. After a brief moment of shyness, she finally relaxed, leaned over and bit her red lips. When she saw Liu Qi stretching out his hand, she stepped back again.
When she turned around, she took off her bellyband on her own initiative, leaving her naked like an eel. She threw the bellyband over to block Liu Qi's sight, and suddenly dived into the pool, leaving only a string of water splashes.
By the time Liu Qi caught the bellyband, the fish was already at his feet, and he was lost in the mist.
An unknown amount of time had passed before the two of them snuggled back into the bedroom. Under the light, the perfect curves glowed faintly. Liu Qi admired them calmly, brewing the next storm.
"Da Lang, when you deal with Zhao Fan in the future, can you please let my godmother go?" In the silence, Zhao Linger spoke again.
Liu Qi frowned slightly: "Didn't Madam Cai commit suicide?"
"Not Madam Cai!" Zhao Linger half nestled in Liu Qi's arms and said faintly, "My real godmother is in Guiyang. She is Zhao Fan's sister-in-law. Her name is... Madam Feng."