Crown Jewels

Chapter 34

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, turned his eyes slightly, and saw Qi Yuan's lips were smiling, his peach blossom eyes were pink, his unhurried appearance was different from his normal regular appearance.

"In the future, I won't be the head of your office. I'll retire after I've completed my career, and I can only prepare for the imperial examination with peace of mind."

Song Yan's hands froze, and he cursed inwardly, what a coincidence?

When he raised his eyes, he saw Qi Yuan's peachy eyes sparkling, looking at him with a smile, obviously teasing.

Obviously, he listened to everything he said to Song Leyi just now.

Song Yan coughed lightly, and when looking at Shang Qi Yuan pointedly, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and the tip of his tongue licked the back molars, at first he was a little unbelievable, and then he became carefree and calm:
"It's the first time you come to Xuanyifang, why don't you stay here today."

"Tomorrow, I'll take you for a stroll, and finally get out of the academy once, how about it?"

Qi Yuan nodded thoughtfully, and said cheerfully, "Then it's time to work!"

The two made eye contact and smiled at each other.

Although there are not many contacts, but friends always share the same taste.

In fact, the two of them have already agreed with each other's temperament...

The sun is setting on the west mountain, in the bedroom of the main courtyard.

Mrs. Sun was reclining on the couch, closing her eyes to rest, and opened her eyes slowly when she heard the movement at the door.

"Is it all arranged?"

The old nanny said respectfully.

"Madam, don't worry, Pearl has already been trained, but—"

The hesitation in her words made Sun frowned in displeasure, and she snorted coldly.

"But I'm just a stepmother, why should I interfere in the eldest son's house?"

The old mammy smiled awkwardly, with more sincerity in her tone, and said worriedly:

"Madam calm down, this servant just wants to say, why not arrange it tomorrow."

"After all, today is the old lady's birthday. If something like this happens, what will the master and old lady think?"

Mrs. Sun shook her head and laughed when she heard the words, and clasped her fingernails in disapproval.

"What do you know?"

"The eldest son is so filial because today is the old lady's birthday!"

"Even if something happened, he couldn't bear to make the old lady feel bad."

"and--"

Sun suddenly smiled, and lazily fiddled with the embroidered buttons on the skirt, with a deep expression on her face.

"I don't believe it. How long can I endure at this young age..."

The night is cold as water.

The bright moonlight was covered by dark clouds, revealing only a hazy silhouette.

Song Yan sent off the guests and finally returned to his courtyard.

After a busy day, unexpectedly, he didn't feel very tired today.

Thinking of the bright and cheerful smile on Grandma's face when she heard the news about her aunt and saw Qi Yuan sending Shanchang's calligraphy and painting, Song Yan felt warm in his heart.

Pushing open the door, I took a sip of cold tea.

Unexpectedly, the mouth is warm and slightly sweet.

Song Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, thinking it was Song Leyi's fault.

The herbal tea rolled on the tip of her tongue, and she shook her head helplessly for a long time and poured it down her throat.

Song Yan raised his hand to lift up the bed curtain, took off his shoes and socks and entered the bed tent.

The candle lights at night were completely extinguished, leaving only the dark and unpredictable darkness.

Suddenly, slippery arms wrapped around his waist, like a bone-eating octopus.

Song Yan shuddered and stood up abruptly, subconsciously shaking his hands and pushing away.

The blue veins on the forehead twitched violently, and Song Yan lowered his eyebrows.

During the period, Ai Ai's female voice sounded, especially soft and charming in the night.

"Eldest son, servant girl Zhu'er, let the slave family serve you tonight—"

Song Yan stood under the bed with his feet on his feet, a feeling of irritability welling up in his chest, rubbing between his brows that suddenly swelled.

After a long while, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the enchanting woman on the bed, and said calmly:

"Mr. Sun asked you to come?"

After finishing speaking, Song Yan snorted coldly, and didn't really want to hear the answer from the woman.

Just when the woman wanted to get out of bed and pester her, Song Yan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth and said every word.

"Get out!"

The sudden burst of power made the woman on the couch startled, she pursed her lips and shrank her body, a little at a loss.

She thought she was just a frail scholar, but she didn't expect to have such a big temper!

Zhu'er did not refuse, but slowly lifted the brocade quilt, stood up delicately and looked at Song Yan with winking eyes.

Moonlight pours through the window of night.

The light veil on the woman's body is half-covered, which complements her fair and delicate skin.

Song Yan snorted a sneer from his throat, his eyes were filled with coldness.

After waiting for a while, the woman still wanted to greet but refused to linger.

The joints of the knuckles creaked, and Song Yan went directly behind the woman and lifted the quilt roughly.

There was disgust in the dark eyes, without any pity, Song Yan threw the things the woman touched, including herself, out of the bedroom!
"Den-"

The door of the room was closed firmly, and he didn't pay attention to the movement outside.

Looking at the messy bedding on the bed, which was full of traces of being touched by others, Song Yan rubbed his brows and eyes, and poured another cup of herbal tea to suppress the arrogance in his heart.

After tidying up the bed, and taking out a new bedding from the cabinet, Song Yan got up on the bed.

Looking at the empty tent roof, Song Yan cleared his dry throat and suddenly felt his limbs ache.

The exhaustion from socializing with people from morning to night came to me belatedly.

However, after tossing and turning several times, Song Yan felt the changes in his body.

Short of breath, he got up irritably and poured two more cups of herbal tea.

He didn't close his eyes again until he felt the dryness and heat subside by three points.

Outside the window, the dark clouds fade away.

The moon is as bright as water, and the cool touch spreads...

In his sleep, Song Yan only felt cool all over his body, as if it could dispel his dryness.

In his dream, he slowly raised his eyelids, and saw a woman kneeling on top of him!Dressed in red tulle.

Under the moonlight, her skin was as white as jade, which made her red lips more delicate.

The woman's complexion is bright and bright, and the bright moonlight pours down, making her look like the most dazzling orb on the head of the hairpin.

Instantly, the beauty scorched the eyes.

Just when Song Yan was in a daze, the woman raised her eyebrows slightly.

She raised her eyes slightly, and suddenly stretched out her plain hand to hook Song Yan's waistband.

The red lips came close to his ear, the black hair brushed against his cheeks, and he breathed like blue and said, "Song Yan, have we met before..."

The flickering candles in the house flickered and flickered.

Under the silence of the night sky, the man's suppressed muffled hum suddenly came.

The cool wind from outside the window blows in, slowly driving away the stale air in the room.

The bed curtain trembled slightly, Song Yan slowly opened his eyes, the black pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, showing a little dazed.

Consciousness gradually came back, he lifted the brocade quilt, and the bed was in a mess.

Song Yan closed his eyes and slowly got up, exhaled the turbid air, completely wiped away the remaining charm in his mind, and resolutely got down on the bed and opened the window bolt.

Glancing out the window, when I first arrived at Chou, there were still three hours before dawn.

Breathing was still hot, Song Yan went directly to the courtyard, picked up the wooden bucket and slowly poured out the well water.

The water flowed down the neck and across the chest, and finally trickled down the ankle and hit the ground.

The irritability of the summer night was finally stripped and dispelled from his body.

After going back to the room and changing clothes, and making the bed again, Song Yan opened the window again.

Sitting quietly on the chair and stool but not feeling sleepy, Song Yan flashed a few frames of the dream scene in his mind.

The night was alluring, Song Yan quickly closed his eyes and shooed him away.

Under the candlelight, the warm orange light slowly faded away, slowly dyeing the tips of the young man's ears red, causing him to tremble slightly.

　Everyone go to bed early at night!Thanks to those who voted for me.

　　Seeing the familiar name, some friends followed from "Uncle Pei".

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(End of this chapter)