What a long, lingering kiss. In Ming Destiny's era, no man dared to express his love to a woman in public. Even Cheng Qiyun blushed and her heart beat faster. Only then did Yang Ling reluctantly leave Han Youniang's soft and plump lips.
Poor Young-niang was kissed by her husband. Her tender and tender lips were slightly swollen again. Her almond-shaped eyes were blurred, her face was flushed, and her body was limp. As the saying goes, "absence makes the heart grow fonder." Ever since the two had truly fallen in love with each other, this was the first time they had been apart for so long. All their yearning and attachment were rewarded in this long kiss.
Yutang Chun and Sheridan enviously looked at sister Young-niang's blissful and extremely beautiful expression. The ecstasy of hearing that their husband had returned had gradually been controlled. The two restrained their desire to be hugged tightly by Yang Ling. They curtsied and said softly, "Your concubine greets Master."
Yang Ling smiled and strode over. Yutang Chun had just raised her startled eyes when Yang Ling had already put his arms around her slender waist and kissed her petal-like red lips. He then held Sheridan in his arms and gave them a firm kiss.
The two cute little girls were dumbfounded. They were concubines. Before Yang Ling left the capital, no matter how intimate he was with them in private, in front of Young-niang, he would faintly put on the airs of a master. Since when did they have the good fortune to be doted on by him like this?
Two pairs of limpid eyes filled with tears of joy. They finally dared to surpass their status as concubines in front of the Furen and the maidservants. They boldly hugged Yang Ling back and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Only then did they retreat with red faces. They looked at their beloved husband with shyness and joy.
Yang Ling had risked his life many times since he left the capital, and he had escaped death four times. He cherished everything he had. Now that he was back home, he saw his family, and he finally untied the last knot in his heart. Even if he only had one year to live, and even if he had a psychological barrier of monogamy, they were still his family. They were his wives who had entrusted their lifelong happiness and lives to him. Since he had come to this era, he should put aside his old values. He had the responsibility to make his family happy.
He laughed heartily and said, "Let's go, we'll talk more when we get back!"
Let's talk when we get back? Gao Wenxin gently bit her lip. Her steps became heavy. Cheng Qiyun glanced at her expression. In any case, the two of them were both disguised as maidservants. If she left, she would leave. If she didn't move, then she wouldn't move.
Han Youniang was only a sixteen-year-old girl, but she had been managing the affairs of the fu these days and had the air of a mistress. Seeing Wen Xin jiejie hesitate, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at her husband who had gotten carried away. She walked over and grabbed Gao Wenxin's hand. She smiled sweetly and said, "Jiejie has returned? Meimei has missed you so much. This jiejie is …? "
Her eyes turned and looked at the beautiful Cheng Qiyun. Shock flashed through her eyes. "Such a beautiful woman. It seems … only Lian 'er jiejie can compare to her. Could it be that husband …?"
Her eyes flashed and she used her expression to ask her husband. Cheng Qiyun was smart and immediately bowed. She smiled faintly and said, "This lowly official Cheng Qiyun greets Da Furen and the two furens."
"Lowly official?" Han Youniang, Yutang Chun, and Sheridan all exclaimed at the same time. They looked in shock at her open conduct and were momentarily speechless. Ever since Wu Zetian became emperor, when had there been a female official in the court? She said lowly official?
Yang Ling smiled and said, "This Miss Cheng is the second-grade head of the inner factory. The official positions of the Editing Factory are created by the factory supervisor. The workers are appointed by the factory supervisor and are not limited by the ranks of the officials of the court. Miss Cheng is very talented and is a great help to me, so I invited her to become an official in the inner factory. Haha, Young-niang, husband was almost killed by scoundrels in Jiangnan. If it wasn't for this Miss Cheng's information, I'm afraid you and I would not be able to see each other today. "
Han Youniang, Yutang Chun, and Sheridan were both shocked and afraid. They also felt great gratitude towards Cheng Qiyun. Yang Ling's actions in Jiangnan had been spread by the merchants heading north. They were described as miraculous. The Haining Tide resisting the Japanese, the Dragon Mountain Guards capturing soldiers, the Luo Yan Beach borrowing the wind, each incident had made Yang Ling seem like a god.
However, outsiders did not know much about the matters of the Mo Fu. The news of Yang Ling's arrival in Jinling had not yet come. They did not know what disaster had befallen their husband. In short, now that they saw that he had returned safely, their worried moods finally calmed.
As soon as she heard that this beautiful official was her husband's savior, Han Youniang immediately stepped forward and bowed, saying, "I thank Daren for your kindness to my Yang Family."
As soon as they saw Young-niang bow, Yutang Chun and Sheridan also hurriedly bowed from behind. Cheng Qiyun was dressed as a female servant, but she was addressed as Daren. For a moment, she did not know if she should bow in an official or female manner. After hesitating for a moment, she cupped her hands and returned the greeting, saying, "Madame Yang is too polite."
Yang Ling, surrounded by a group of beautiful women, came to the reception hall of the rear residence. He said to Young-niang, "Young-niang, Cheng Daren is a woman. It is inconvenient for her to live in the army. In two days, she still has to return to Jinling to handle an important task. There are some details that I still need to discuss with her. In a moment, arrange a place for Cheng Daren to stay."
With a gentle smile, Han Youniang said, "All right. Then let Cheng Daren stay in the bedroom in the inner study. It will also be convenient for you to discuss official matters."
As she spoke, she saw that the maids and guards had also crowded into the room. She could not help but chide them with a smile, "What are you all doing running in here? Wenlan, take two people with you to help Cheng Daren prepare the room. "
Gao Wenlan smiled and complied. She said to the maids, "All of you, leave. Master has just returned to the fu and needs a good rest."
The maids giggled and withdrew. Gao Wenxin looked deeply at Yang Ling and quietly left. Han Youniang saw this and was about to open her mouth to call out to her, but she suddenly remembered that Cheng Qiyun was still in the room. She closed her mouth and said to Yang Ling, "Husband, these days I heard that there is a dispute between Dongchang and the Inner Faction. Since yesterday, there have been more people hiding around our fu. I am very worried about you."
With outsiders here, it was not convenient for her to refer to herself as Young-niang. However, Yang Ling had repeatedly said that she should not refer to herself as' concubine 'or' concubine '. Han Youniang obediently changed it to' I '.
Yang Ling knew that the increase in the number of people these days must be because the Inner Faction was worried that someone would harm the fu and had secretly sent more people to protect it. Young-niang did not know the reason and must have been very worried about him these days. He could not help but apologetically hold her hand and softly said, "Aren't I back now? There is no need to worry anymore. Husband's trip to the south this time was really thrilling. I will tell you in detail tonight. Don't you love listening to husband's stories? "
Han Youniang loved listening to him chat and listen to him talk about new and interesting things, especially after the two of them had an intimate moment. Normally, Han Youniang was very considerate towards Yang Ling. It was only after the two of them had an intimate moment that she knew he was tired and sleepy. But she could not help but like a kitten, snuggling in his embrace and chatting here and there.
Hearing her husband say this, Han Youniang's face could not help but heat up. She suddenly withdrew her hand and guiltily glanced at Yutang Chun and Sheridan. Although the two girls knew that master and furen had the deepest affection for each other and that they would definitely be sleeping together on the same bed tonight, their expressions could not help but contain some disappointment and bitterness.
Yang Ling followed Young-niang's gaze and saw it. He could not help coughing twice and said, "Uh … now that you have returned, you do not need to go to court for the time being. You will have to stay at home for at least a month."
Yutang Chun and Sheridan heard this and their eyes suddenly brightened.
Cheng Qiyun was sitting on the side, watching the expressions of this family. Her expression was like a smile that was not a smile, as if she found it very interesting.
A maid brought tea. Han Youniang personally poured a cup for Cheng Qiyun and considerately gave her husband a cup. Yang Ling gently sipped the tea. Seeing several large chests piled up in the corner of the hall, he could not help but ask in surprise, "What is this?"
Han Youniang smiled and said, "I don't know either. These were brought back by Liu Qianhu from Tianjin Wei. They just arrived this morning. I heard that there are calligraphy, paintings, jewels, medicinal herbs, silk brocade, and some of them are to be presented to His Majesty. I did not have time to store them in the treasury, so I put them down first."
Yang Ling made an 'oh' sound and put down the teacup to take a look. Gao Wenxin was very meticulous; she wrote down the approximate type of the items on the seal of each chest. When Yang Ling saw that the word 'jewels' was written at the top, he casually tore off the seal and opened the lid. He saw that the small chest in the middle was filled with specially selected precious treasures. He brought it to the table and opened it.
The colorful light immediately attracted everyone's attention. Among them were the jewels gifted by Mo Qinghe. In addition, Cheng Qiyun could now be said to be his trusted subordinate, so Yang Ling naturally did not need to hide it from her. He took out a gem necklace and earrings of the same color from the box and handed them to Yutang Chun, saying, "This set of jewelry is said to be from India. Your skin is very white, so I specially selected it for you."
A hint of surprise flashed on Yutang Chun's face. She took the gem necklace and earrings from Lan Wangwang. Her pair of affectionate eyes shyly glanced at Yang Ling and said softly, "Thank you, Master."
The gem bracelet that was shining with a deep blue light was not only exquisite in style, but the gem was obviously extremely expensive. Yutang Chun was beautiful, her skin was like jade, and her figure was graceful and slender like the moon. When she was in the Shihua House, she was praised as' when a beauty comes out, the room is filled with spring '. Such a pair of brilliant blue gems really matched her best. Just holding it in her hand, her delicate skin reflected a light blue color. Today, her bare hands were transparent.
Which woman did not like jewelry, especially jewelry that was so beautiful. Yutang Chun was elated for a moment and could not help but be overjoyed. Sheridan lightly clenched her teeth. Even though she knew that in this box of jewelry, she was still like a child. Her pair of pretty eyes stared at her husband with resentment.
Yang Ling picked up another necklace from the box. The string of gems was red like agate, small like cherries, round like pearls and smooth like jade. The huge ruby hanging in the middle of the chain was actually in the shape of a heart. If this were to be worn on her neck, that dazzling heart-shaped ruby would set off her snow-white breasts. What kind of seductive charm would that be?
Sheridan was momentarily stunned. Yang Ling chuckled and said, "Sheridan's flower. Now can you be considered to have a well-deserved reputation?" Hearing this, Sheridan's face immediately turned red.
She was a natural born white tiger. That part of her was tender and lovely, the seam of the toad was bright red and eye-catching. Her two perfectly round jade pillar-like thighs were as white as fresh snow and as soft as tofu. In her bedroom, Yang Ling often teased her about Sheridan's flower.
Now that she heard Yang Ling teasing her with their secret words in front of everyone, she could not help but feel embarrassed. She quickly snatched the ruby necklace and did not thank her master. Instead, she looked at him shyly and happily, her eyes were full of sweetness.
The words of love between the two could only be understood and not expressed in words. Naturally other people would not know. Yang Ling was tickled by her bashful beauty and his heart also warmed up. He said with a smile, "There are still a few sets of armor, lined jackets and silk skirts in the box. They are all made with Su jacquard flowers and high-grade Shu brocade. I bought a set for Madam and all of you. Go and get it."
Sure enough, Sheridan's face was as red as a plum blossom in the snow. She gave a delicate 'hmm' and slowly walked towards the opened box. The bedroom had not been properly arranged so Cheng Qiyun could only sit in the hall. She saw Yang Ling giving gifts to the two concubines. Her eyes did not want to look at the table and she moved to the side.
Han Youniang did not know that because Cheng Qiyun had also given gifts to Yang Ling, Yang Ling did not avoid her. She saw her husband open the treasure box in front of Cheng Qiyun and thought, "This young lady is Xianggong's savior and also his capable subordinate. But she is a woman. Of course it is inconvenient for Xianggong to give gifts to her. As Madam, I should express my gratitude to my husband's trusted subordinate."
Han Youniang took out a chain from the box. It was a chain made of pure gold, adorned with golden willow leaf-shaped ornaments. Each golden willow leaf was inlaid with a cat's eye, which moved slightly to confuse people's eyes. Han Youniang smiled lightly and said, "Jiejie, in public you are my Xianggong's subordinate. In private, we are only sisters. This necklace is my gift to Jiejie. Please accept it."
Yang Ling saw that the necklace was a bit longer than ordinary necklaces and the style was rather wild. He thought that it was an ornament from a foreign country. Although he liked the charm of the cat's eye, he still felt that it was not suitable to wear. He only wanted to keep it as a valuable piece of jewellery. Now that he saw Young-niang giving it to Cheng Qiyun, he could not help thinking, "With this young lady's vision, she may not like this piece of jewellery. But Young-niang giving her something is a good intention. It would not be convenient for me to exchange it."
He hurriedly smiled and said, "That's right. Miss Cheng does not need to be polite. It is only an ornament. Just accept it."
Cheng Qiyun originally wanted to decline. Hearing Yang Ling's words, she smiled and received the golden necklace with both hands. She said to Han Youniang, "This lowly officer thanks Furen." Finished speaking, she glanced at Yang Ling and thought, "Rejoice and worry about the beauty of March. Borrowing the wind to lightly sway your small waist. Does this Master and Furen know that this is a personal ornament that is only shown in the boudoir? Why would they give me such an item? "
At this time, Gao Wenlan gracefully walked in and said softly, "Master, Miss Cheng's room has been tidied up."
Yang Ling stretched his body and said, "It has been a long journey and I am really tired. You should go back and rest first. At dinner, let Yu 'er and the others accompany you to drink a few cups of wine and have a good sleep."
Cheng Qiyun hurriedly got up. Han Youniang said, "I will send Miss back to her room. Wenlan, have someone boil water? In a moment, send it to Master's room and Miss Cheng's room. "
Cheng Qiyun loved cleanliness very much because she was born in Jiangnan. These past few days, she hadn't had a good bath and felt uncomfortable all over. Hearing this, she couldn't help but happily say, "Many thanks to Furen. Daren, then this lowly officer will return to her room first."
Yang Ling nodded and watched as Young-niang accompanied Cheng Qiyun to leave. On the other side, Sheridan had already picked up a few sets of exquisitely made, high-quality clothes from a chest. She couldn't bear to part with them and said with a smile, "Master's choice of patterns is really not bad. The colors of these clothes are very beautiful."
Yang Ling smiled and said, "Originally, I wanted to buy good materials before making them, but Wen Xin remembered your body measurements and asked a Suhang tailor to make a few sets first. Bring them over. Your surname is written on them. How about you try them on when you return to your room later?"
Sheridan carried the clothes out and asked, "Master, were these scrolls painted by the ancients of the previous dynasty?"
Yutang Chun's love for calligraphy and paintings far surpassed Sheridan's. Hearing this, she couldn't help but excitedly go over and say, "Are there any ancient calligraphy and paintings? Let me take a look."
Only now did Yang Ling remember Tang Bohu's' Ten Beauties Painting 'and the erotic painting. These two women were his bedmates and there was no one else in the room. He casually walked over and gave Yutang Chun's perky and soft buttocks a slap. Yutang Chun cried out and turned her face away while covering her buttocks. Her pair of fiery eyes shyly glanced at Yang Ling.
Yang Ling kissed her on the cheek and carefully took out the dozen or so scrolls from the chest. He said proudly, "Even though these paintings are not the work of an ancient painter, this person is the number one scholar in Jiangnan. A few hundred years later, he will definitely become a master of his generation. As for these paintings …"
He chuckled and glanced at his two beautiful concubines. With a malicious smile, he said, "These paintings were taken by the great scholar Tang using beauties as his portraits. The 'Ten Beauties Painting', and there's another one … hehehe, take it back to your room and have a look. In a few days, master and you two will also try it out. How about it?"
"Ten Beauties Painting?" When the two little beauties heard this, they were a bit unconvinced. Are the beauties of Suhang better than us? Also, master said it so mysteriously. What is this thing?
Even Sheridan, who was eager to compare the new styles of clothing, threw down her clothes and curiously came over. The two of them opened one of the paintings. In the painting, they saw a girl dressed in pink with beautiful eyes. She was so lifelike that she seemed to want to break out of the painting.
The two girls couldn't help but gasp in surprise. It must be known that there were many freehand paintings at that time, but there were very few paintings that looked exactly like people. This kind of fine brushwork painting was rare, and it was even rarer to see someone so lifelike. The two of them didn't know if the girl in the painting looked like this, but it was rare to see someone who looked like a real person.
After carefully observing for a while, although the girl was very beautiful, she was not as outstanding as the two girls. In fact, she was even slightly inferior. They couldn't help but relax.
Yang Ling returned to the table and sat down. As he sipped his tea, he smiled and waited for them to flip to the erotic painting. When he thought of Yutang Chun's white as snow mound, his heart couldn't help but palpitate. He secretly thought evilly, "These girls are too immature. I've just entered the door and I pity them for not being able to endure it, so I haven't tried that strange feeling yet. If I tease them a bit, who knows …"
Yang Ling was just thinking of evil ideas when Yutang Chun mumbled, "Why are there two threads tied to this painting, and it's a dead knot. I can't open it."
When Yang Ling heard this, his heart couldn't help but move. The painting with the two threads was of himself and Gao Wenxin. He hurriedly stood up and raised his finger to shush her, "Lower your voice, take off the knot. That painting … cough cough, it was painted by the great scholar Tang of Jiangnan in a moment of boredom. He painted it for me and Wen Xin. Uh … I was bored. Don't let Young-niang see it."
"Ah! It's Master and Wen Xin Jiejie? " The two girls hurriedly took off the knot and slowly unrolled the painting. The two of them faced the box. Yang Ling couldn't see their expressions. After waiting for a while and seeing that they didn't say anything, he laughed dryly and said, "This painting was painted by the four great scholars of Jiangnan on the way to Lake Tai. Later, Tang Yin secretly saw us and painted it on a whim."
Yutang Chun's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "This painting is … Master and Wen … Jiejie?"
Yang Ling said, "That's right. Is it because you can't see the side of the face clearly? I can still see it quite clearly. "
Sheridan said in a soft voice, "This … this person at the back is Master?"
Yang Ling recalled the slap that Gao Wenxin gave Tang Bohu and couldn't help but laugh, "If it's not me, who else could it be? If it's someone else, they would have been slapped by her long ago. "
The two girls looked at the erotic painting. They wanted to look at it but didn't dare to. The woman in the painting had an enchanting and voluptuous figure. Her maturity was somewhat similar to that of Gao Wenxin. Her slender body was half-naked and there was a red silk hanging from her waist. Although their appearances didn't look similar, perhaps the painter's brushwork was limited, the expression of spring between her eyebrows was graceful and lifelike.
The two girls have heard of court flowers and have also seen erotic paintings. "My god, Wen Xin Jiejie is so … so bold. Although Madam has already promised, she hasn't even entered the house yet and she already dares to do this … this … with Master. Not only was it secretly seen by others, but it was also painted. It's really embarrassing."
The two of them blushed and stared at it for a long time. Sheridan quietly looked at the inscription in the painting, 'Turn back and warn me softly, it's not like the ordinary wind and moon'. Her heart was thumping, "Master said he wants to try it with us … so he actually likes this kind of thing?"
Han Youniang settled Cheng Qiyun down and returned to the room, happily saying, "Xianggong, the kitchen has boiled some hot water. Go back to the room and take a bath."
When Yutang Chun heard Young-niang's voice, they hurriedly rolled up the painting and threw it into the box. When they turned back to look at Yang Ling, their cheeks were pink, their eyebrows were curved and their eyes seemed to be dripping water.
Although Yang Ling felt that the two little wives' expressions were strange, he thought that they were helping him hide it from Young-niang, so he felt uneasy. But he couldn't bear to destroy the painting, and he was afraid that Young-niang would urge him to marry Gao Wenxin, so he didn't think too much about it.
He stood up and winked at the two little beauties, saying, "You two are good at cooking. Quickly go to the kitchen and help Master make a few delicious dishes. I haven't eaten anything at home for two months, I'm really hungry."
Yutang Chun and Sheridan looked at each other, hurriedly answered and ran away.
Young-niang sighed and said with a smile, "When Xianggong wasn't here, they talked about you every day. Now that you're back, why does it seem like they're afraid to see you?"
Yang Ling walked over and put his arm around her soft waist, saying affectionately, "What about you? How do you think of me? Do you talk about me, or do you think about me? "
Han Youniang was still not used to being intimate outside. Except for the moment when she saw her Xianggong, she was now dignified and shy again. She said in a low voice, "Xianggong …"
Yang Ling's hand gently pressed on her growing chest, whispering in her ear, "Are you always thinking about me, but you don't want to say it, afraid that Yu 'er and the others will laugh at you, my little wife?"
Han Youniang let out a cry and threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist tightly. She whispered, "En, en, I miss you. I've always been thinking about you. I'm looking forward to you doing well, and I'm looking forward to your early return. Xianggong, I miss you to death. Do you miss me?"
It was Young-niang's simple and affectionate words that moved people's hearts the most. It was heart-wrenching. "Yes, I'm the mountain she relies on, the sky above her. If I don't make it back to the capital alive, how heartbroken would she be? You're afraid of death, but you don't show mercy to those who want to kill you. Isn't it because you don't want your beloved to be sad? "
He hugged Young-niang tightly and kissed her softly. He said softly, "Let's go. Accompany Xianggong to take a bath, okay?"
Han Youniang's face was burning. She hurriedly stammered, "Xianggong, I … I'll only rub your back, okay? Let's wait until tonight … at night … okay? Otherwise, Yu 'er and the others will laugh. "
Yang Ling knew that when Grandfather Han was at home, he often told his daughter to act like a matriarch and not to spoil the atmosphere in the inner courtyard. Now that Grandfather Han had brought his youngest son to the Xuan Fu, these words had taken root in Han Youniang's heart.
He couldn't bear to make things difficult for his beloved wife, so he pretended to be angry and gently patted her plump and bouncy round buttocks. Then he whispered in her ear, "Okay, then we'll wait for tonight. My darling has missed Xianggong for two months. Tonight, Xianggong will return the two months of longing to you. I hope you can enjoy it."
At this moment, Han Youniang's childish eyes seemed to be blurred. She had the charm of a mature girl. She bit her lip and shyly nodded. Then she giggled, covered her face and ran away.
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Grandfather Yang had never asked a maid to help him bathe. Today, he wanted to let his beloved wife accompany him to bathe. Unfortunately, his body had been restrained for a long time. As soon as the soft hands touched his body, he couldn't stand it anymore. In the end, he could only chase Han Youniang, who was blushing and giggling shyly, out of the room. Only then did he settle down and soak in the bathtub.
Yang Ling took a delightful bath, feeling relaxed all over. Ever since he came to ancient times, he had gotten used to his long hair. He casually tied his long black hair and let it drape over his shoulder. He put on the white shirt that was hanging on the rack, put on a brand new purple robe, and put on a pair of soft soled thin boots. He walked out of the room feeling refreshed.
Han Youniang was sitting in the outer room waiting. When she saw her husband come out, she hurriedly greeted him. She saw a few drops of water rolling down his forehead. She quickly took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it for him. She said, "Husband, why don't you lie down and rest? You must be tired after rushing all the way back to the capital."
Yang Ling smiled and said, "I'm not lying down. I've been away from home for so long. I really miss you. Let's walk around. There's nothing to plant in the backyard, right? You don't have anything to entertain you. Don't you feel bored at home? "
Yang Ling's skin was fair and he was extraordinarily handsome. He had just taken a bath and changed his clothes. His face was slightly red. His nose was straight, his eyes were clear, his lips were red, and his teeth were white. He was just like an elegant young master. Han Youniang looked at her husband's handsome appearance with infatuation. She smiled softly and said, "No, I can't work on the crops in this season. Young-niang is learning the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting from Yu 'er and the others. But no matter what I do, my heart is always empty."
She took Yang Ling's big hand and gently placed it on her smooth cheek. She said softly, "That feeling is really different from when you're at home. Even if you wake up early every day to attend court, I know you'll come back at night. My heart is at peace. When you're not in the capital, when I think about it, my heart is in a mess and I don't have any thoughts. Cher and the others always laugh at me for being stupid when I'm learning."
Yang Ling comforted her, "En, xianggong is the same. You're not by my side. Although there are so many things bothering me, it always feels like something is missing. If xianggong leaves the capital again, I will definitely think of a way to bring you with me and have you accompany me."
Han Youniang happily nodded her head. She sweetly said, "Send off dumplings and face the wind noodles. I'll go make a bowl of noodles for you. You can eat some first. Since there are guests tonight, don't drink too much and hurt your stomach."
Yang Ling smiled and responded. He remembered that the jewels were still in the hall. He quickly said, "Have someone send the chests to the treasury first. I'll pick out the gifts for His Majesty later. You can put them away."
Han Youniang had already walked to the door. She smiled and said, "I know, Master. I've already told Wen Lan to send them to the treasury. You can rest well. I'll be back in a while."
Yang Ling remembered that Cheng Qiyun had been placed in a bedroom in the inner study. As the mistress, he should go and see her. So, he also left the room and went straight to the inner study.
He passed through the reception hall, the inner hall, and the courtyard. Just as he arrived at the entrance of the right courtyard, he saw four maids carrying a wooden bucket out. Yang Ling smiled and asked, "Where's Miss Cheng? Has she bathed and changed her clothes?"
When the four maids saw that their master had arrived, they quickly said, "Yes, master. Miss Cheng is reading in the inner study."
Yang Ling made an 'oh' sound and walked to the inner study. He saw that there was no one in the room. There was a book on the table. As he walked inside, he said, "Miss Cheng …"
As soon as he lifted the curtain, he saw a graceful beauty with shoulder-length hair. Her hands were raised high, and her wrists were in a strange position in the air. Her waist was as slender as a willow tree, and it was twisting in a strange and wonderful way, making her look extremely charming.
There was a golden chain around her waist, and a row of cat eyes flickered seductively. The golden leaves made a pleasant sound, and it made her soft and fair waist look incomparably charming as it swayed. At first glance, she was breathtaking. She was like an enchantress with water as skin and snakes as bones.
She was actually dancing in the room wearing only a small crimson dress, revealing a stretch of white and tender skin. Yang Ling hurriedly put down the door curtain and stood at the door. He didn't know whether to enter or retreat. After hesitating for a long time, he embarrassedly said, "Miss Cheng, can I come in?"
When the door curtain was lifted, Cheng Qiyun had already put on the cyan dress. She walked out with a slightly flushed face. In this inner courtyard, besides Yang Ling, there were only women. She didn't expect that Yang Ling would come to see her at this time. After taking a bath, she took a medical book and casually flipped through it. She felt very bored. Suddenly, she remembered the expensive waist chain that Madame Yang gave her, so she went back to the bedroom and tried to dance with it.
She didn't wear that kind of waist chain, but when she accompanied Mo Qinghe to a rich businessman's house to attend a banquet, she saw that the man's house bought dancers from a foreign country at a high price and wore the waist chain to perform this kind of exotic dance. Cheng Qiyun was good at dancing.
She only saw it once, but she already knew the essentials of that kind of dance in her heart. She didn't know which rich businessman gave this kind of waist chain to Yang Ling in order to win his favor. Now it fell into her hands. It was rare for her to have a childlike innocence. She danced in the room like a child. She felt that some of her movements were a bit awkward and couldn't be coherent. She didn't expect to be seen by Yang Ling.
That graceful figure was covered by the narrow sleeves of the cyan dress, but the coquettish blush on her face didn't recede. There was a touch of slight anger in her eyes, which made her more charming. She unnaturally brushed her hair, pursed her thin lips, and said with a shallow smile, "Daren and madame haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect daren to suddenly come. I'm really impolite."
Yang Ling laughed dryly, "This … I took the liberty to greet you. Uh … that chain, was it originally worn on the waist?"
Cheng Qiyun blushed and said angrily, "You still say?" As soon as she said it, she realized that her tone was a bit like acting coquettishly to others. She couldn't help but be annoyed. She walked to the desk and took the initiative to say, "Daren, please sit down."
Yang Ling sat on the opposite side of the table. He saw Cheng Qiyun's clear face and small cherry mouth. Thinking of the demonic aura around her waist, he didn't dare to look at her directly. He put his hands on his knees and looked at the ancient books on the shelf, "There is still some time before dinner. I wanted to visit you and take you around the garden."
Cheng Qiyun said with a faint smile, "I am your subordinate. I am not a guest. Daren doesn't have to be so polite."
She saw that Yang Ling was being reserved, so her unnatural expression also disappeared. She used two fingers to pick up the book on the table and smiled faintly. A small dimple appeared on her cheek and she said, "Daren is really knowledgeable. You even dabbled in this Dongxuan Zi and left many marks on it. I admire you."
Yang Ling didn't know what Dongxuan Zi was, but he knew it must be a Daoist ancient book from the title. He laughed dryly and pretended to be an expert, "Oh, I just read it occasionally. Buddhism talks about cultivating the next life. The next life is illusory. Even if there is rebirth, the memory is gone. I feel that it is just another person in the same body. So I still believe in Daoist cultivating the present life. Hehehe …"
Cheng Qiyun listened to him talk nonsense. He was obviously reading one of the four great ancient books of sexual techniques, but he was still talking about cultivating the next life and cultivating the present life. She couldn't help but burst into laughter. She covered her mouth to hold back her laughter and nodded seriously. "Daren is still young. The Thirty Dongxuan Techniques are mainly for fun. It is indeed in line with daren's purpose of cultivating the present life. If you are older, you should take a look at the Plain Maiden Scripture. The Nine Techniques of the Plain Maiden focus on health."
Yang Ling was startled. He hadn't heard of Dongxuan Zi, but this Plain Maiden Scripture was too famous. How could he not have heard of it? Wasn't that a sexual technique? Could it be that this Dongxuan Zi was also …? Fainting, what kind of knowledge did Grandfather Gao have? Why did he put this on the shelf?
He didn't know that this was one of the ancient books that Gao Wenxin had used to study in order to cure his infertility. Once he understood, he couldn't help but feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. He didn't know how to respond. Gao Wenlan suddenly ran over and said, "Master, so you are here. An old man from the city has come to see you."
Yang Ling was startled. He asked, "Who is it?"
Gao Wenlan said, "It is an assistant minister from the Ministry of Appointments. His name is Jiao Fang. He is waiting in the central hall with a generous gift. The old housekeeper said that he is a high-ranking official and doesn't dare to casually resign. He told this servant to quickly inform Master."
Yang Ling was shocked. He quickly stood up and said, "It is Master Jiao? I will immediately go to the central hall to see him. "
Cheng Qiyun coughed lightly and said slowly, "Daren, you are seriously injured and can't get up."
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