Song Qingshu was startled, but he quickly reacted. "Then I won't leave."
This time, it was Shen Bijun's turn to be dumbfounded. She had thought that he would put up a front and pretend to decline so that she could consider whether or not she should keep him. She hadn't expected him to directly agree, making it so that she wouldn't be able to use her words.
"I'm just … just keeping you to sleep. Don't … don't think too much," Shen Bijun hastily explained.
Song Qingshu smiled happily. "I know it's sleeping."
Shen Bijun's face turned red. She felt like her words were ambiguous and immediately added, "It's just sleeping."
"Is there anything more than just sleeping?" Song Qingshu smiled even more happily.
Shen Bijun had clearly already taken a bath, but her face still looked like it was covered in a layer of rouge. She didn't know how to respond, so she simply turned her back to him.
Looking at the beautiful curves in front of him, Song Qingshu praised her inwardly and then crawled under the covers.
Shen Bijun was so nervous she couldn't say anything. The entire room fell into an ambiguous and quiet atmosphere. All that could be heard was their slightly messy breathing.
After an unknown amount of time, Shen Bijun's trembling voice rang out. "You said it was just sleeping."
"I just wanted to hug you. It's getting cold, so hugging you to sleep will keep me warm," Song Qingshu replied naturally.
Shen Bijun pursed her lips but didn't say anything else.
After a while, Shen Bijun finally couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you start … start taking off my skirt?"
"You don't even take off your clothes when you sleep? Scientific research shows that the less clothing you wear when you sleep, the more rest you get, "Song Qingshu replied seriously.
Shen Bijun was speechless.
After a while, Shen Bijun whispered, "Then what is it now?"
Song QingShu answered with a straight face, "Didn't you say that your tendons and meridians were hurting from training? I'm helping you loosen them."
Shen Bijun opened her mouth, but in the end, she silently agreed.
After a while, Shen Bijun's entire body trembled. Her voice was soft and charming. "Then what about now?"
"I'm just taking a stroll. I'm not going in." Song Qingshu said a classic line that was popular in his previous life.
Shen Bijun bit her lips. Her skin had already turned pink and her eyes were misty. "Brother Song, I feel like I've been tricked by you."
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "If you don't want to, I'll leave now."
Shen Bijun grabbed his hand that was wrapped around her chest and bit it. "Do you really have to tease me like this?"
Song Qingshu sucked in a breath of cold air. Looking at the tiny bite marks on his arm, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I didn't expect you to hurt me first."
Shen Bijun finally got back at him. Her lips curled up slightly. "Who told you to keep bullying me …" She couldn't help twisting her waist, but her body suddenly froze. She immediately realized something and was speechless.
Song QingShu smiled proudly and gently hugged her alluring body from behind. Feeling the milky white and delicate skin on his back, he slowly pressed his body against hers.
"Last time we were disturbed by the assassins in Chengdu. How about we continue today?" Song Qingshu moved closer to her ear and asked.
Shen Bijun thought to herself, you're already at the gates. What can I do? She could only lower her head and shyly agree.
… …
Following a gentle and tender moan that could make any man's blood boil, the room was quickly turned red.
… …
In the next few days, the two of them didn't leave the room unless they occasionally went to the deck to get some fresh air. One was full of energy and the other had just had her first taste. Soon, the world lost a proper and virtuous lady and gained a passionate young woman.
On this day, as he gazed at the faintly discernible Jiangling City in the distance, Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "When Li Bai wrote 'Morning Hair to White Emperor City', he definitely had a peerless beauty like you at his side."
Half of Shen Bijun's body was currently nestled in his embrace, tenderly gazing at her lover. She couldn't help but be startled by his words. "Song Lang, the background of Li Bai writing this poem … should have been when he married Prince Yong? Banished to Yelang and traveled through Sichuan to his demotion. When he arrived at White Emperor City, he suddenly heard the pardon and wrote it in delight. Since he had been exiled by the Imperial Court to a savage land like Yelang, how could he have brought a woman with him? "
She had been skilled in the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting since childhood, and was a talented woman renowned far and near in Jiangnan. She was naturally familiar with these allusions, so when she heard her lover's reasoning, she felt rather confused.
Song Qingshu gave a strange smile. "If he didn't have such a peerless beauty at his side, how could he have written such an apt phrase as' a thousand li in Jiangling is returned in a single day '?"
Shen Bijun was at first stunned, but she was no longer that young miss who had been raised in her boudoir and didn't understand anything. Especially after these last few days of Song Qingshu's tutelage, she was becoming more and more familiar with those punning words.
She quickly reacted and couldn't help but angrily say, "Song Lang!"
Hearing the dissatisfaction in her drawn-out and coquettish tone, Song Qingshu couldn't help but roar with laughter. "Is that not the case? Chengdu is so far from Jiangling. I originally thought it would take a long time, but after spending every day with you in the room, it feels like time passes very quickly."
"You're not allowed to say it!" Shen Bijun hastily covered his mouth. When she thought of the scenes they had spent in the room these last few days, she felt incredibly embarrassed.
"Fine, fine, fine. If you don't want to say it, then I won't." Song Qingshu pulled her into his embrace. Feeling her soft and supple body, his heart warmed and he directly carried her into the room.
Shen Bijun jumped in fright. "You … what are you doing?"
Song Qingshu replied, "Once we get ashore, the journey will be inconvenient. Let's take this time to enjoy ourselves."
Shen Bijun's face immediately turned completely red. She hastily said, "It's still daytime right now!"
"So what if it's daytime? It's not like there hasn't been daytime these past few days." Song Qingshu laughed, causing Shen Bijun to quickly bury her head in his chest as if this was the only way to dispel the embarrassment in her heart.
…
After getting ashore in Jiangling, they headed north. After a few days, the two arrived at the Wudang County at the foot of Mount Wudang. Song Qingshu said to Shen Bijun, "We're almost at Mount Wudang. Let's eat something and rest before going up."
"Okay." Shen Bijun smiled slightly. She had been covered in dust these past few days. If it weren't for him taking care of her, she might not have been able to hold on.
They found an inn. As soon as the two entered, they attracted the gazes of the customers inside. The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was devastatingly beautiful. When they stood together, they were truly a beautiful couple.
Of course, most of their gazes were still on Shen Bijun. Even though Wudang was a place where many young masters and misses often came to visit, this was the first time they had seen such a beautiful fairy.
"This kind of envious, jealous, and hateful gazes … why does it feel so good!" Song Qingshu was beaming with joy. Not only was he not reserved at all, he even wrapped his arm around the slender waist of the beauty beside him as if declaring his sovereignty to everyone. This was his woman. Jealous?
"Waiter, give me a few exquisite dishes and a jug of good wine." Song Qingshu sat down in a dignified manner.
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