Chapter 162: 169. Xie Lingjiang: Ru Shixiong is playing a bit too perversely

169. Xie Lingjiang: Ru Shixiong is playing a bit too perversely

In front of the bed in the inner room of the Plum Forest Courtyard, the air was somewhat inexplicably frozen.

Between the two, the scattered moonlight made the atmosphere exceptionally cold and clear.

The atmosphere began to become somewhat silent.

At this moment, there were two sources of moonlight on the field.

One came from the crack in the tightly closed window beside them.

The moonlight was cut into mottled and scattered pieces from within.

The scene in the inner room was like a pitch-black curtain, and the moonlight was like a slanted brushstroke, drawing a slanted vertical line from the middle of the curtain.

This "slanted vertical" passed through: the vermilion lacquered wardrobe, the clear and beautiful side face of the mute kitchen maid in a green skirt, and the brown velvet carpet.

There was another moonlight.

It came from the hand of the white-haired girl who was blocking in front of the sleeping young man on the other side of the bed.

She was holding a slender precious sword tightly with both hands, and the moonlight was slowly flowing over the sword body, just like watching a picture of a surging river, only the river water in it was replaced by strange water that could emit moonlight.

It didn't look like a product of the human world, but more like it came from the Moon Palace in the sky.

Even if someone said that a bright moon was melted into the sword when it was cast, it was estimated that someone would believe it.

This moonlight was trembling and falling on a small face that was still stunned.

The hazy moonlight fell tremblingly on a small face that was still stunned.

She had teeth like shells, bit her pink lips to death, and her eyelashes trembled as she stared at Xiuniang, who was shaking her head and waving her hands in front:

"Why is it you... you... what are you doing secretly approaching the Sandalwood Gentleman?"

I don't know why, perhaps it was some kind of tacit understanding, Ye Weilai asked in a suppressed voice. She couldn't help but turn her head and glance sideways at the master who was confused and turned over to continue sleeping, a flash of hesitation in her gray-blue eyes.

"Iya..."

Xiuniang, who was waving her hands hard, seemed to see that Ye Weilai was no longer stubbornly shaking people. She reached out to the empty space in front, as if wanting to grab something.

"You..." Ye Weilai saw the mute girl's gaze falling on Ouyang Rong's sleeping face somewhat foolishly, and she frowned slightly.

"What is your relationship with Master?"

Seeming to notice that something was wrong, the white-haired maid couldn't help but ask.

In the moonlight, Xiuniang lowered her head.

Her two hands hung down naturally, clutching the hem of the green skirt on her side.

She looked a bit at a loss.

This mute girl Xiuniang was clearly quite a bit older than the girl Ye Weilai, and even mastered a top-level Qi-refining technique that could kill most people in the world.

But under Ye Weilai's flawed two-handed sword-pointing posture and the slight squinting scrutiny of her blue eyes, she appeared a bit cowardly and bullyable, as gentle as a sheep.

Perhaps it was because this white-haired girl in front of her was the Sandalwood Gentleman's intimate personal maid, borrowing the fox's power to intimidate the tiger.

Or perhaps it was the guilty conscience of coming here in the middle of the night.

Or perhaps... some deeper level of inferiority.

"Forgot, you can't speak..." Ye Weilai whispered.

The long sword pointing at people in her hand was lowered a little, almost hanging to the ground.

Ye Weilai looked at the sincere Xiuniang and whispered:

"You don't look like you want to hurt anyone. Do you have any unspeakable difficulties..."

Ye Weilai, who was muttering with her head lowered, looked up, gazing at Xiuniang, whose hands and feet seemed to have nowhere to rest.

Having suffered from the coldness and malice of the world since she was a child, she had a natural sensitivity to the good and evil intentions of others.

Hearing this, Xiuniang raised her head lightly like a fawn in the forest, nodding her head busily, opening her mouth without sound, but her small face was a bit relieved and happy.

The mute kitchen maid wasn't afraid of the moonlight long sword in Ye Weilai's hand either. She took a step forward, looked at the Sandalwood Gentleman's back, and pointed her left index finger vertically in front of her lips, pointing her right hand toward the desk direction where paper, ink, brush, and inkstone were placed, as if signaling to Ye Weilai.

With a "clang," Ye Weilai simply sheathed the sword and returned it to the wooden rack.

She looked at the sincere Xiuniang and whispered: "Are you chatting by the desk..."

She hesitated for a moment, Ye Weilai's white legs under the nightdress bent, her pink buttocks moved forward, as if she wanted to get out of bed, her arched feet probing for shoes.

But at this moment.

Xiuniang suddenly turned her head and looked east, staring at the tightly closed wooden window. Behind the wooden window was the courtyard with empty insect chirps and... the direction of the Su Mansion.

The sudden change made Ye Weilai's small body shrink back, but she noticed the eyebrows of Xiuniang, which were gathered together, and asked in a low voice:

"What's wrong?"

Just after asking, her small face was stunned, as if she had reacted to something, and she hurriedly turned her head to look behind her.

Ouyang Rong's left hand, who was sleeping sweetly, was silently gripping the jade hilt of a white sandalwood jade-handled knife.

It was placed not long ago by Ye Weilai when she was facing the late-night visitor who had returned, in a hurry.

Just now, all her attention was on chatting, and she actually neglected to forget it.

"Is someone coming? Oh no, it should be Miss Xie sensing Master holding the knife handle in the middle of the night, worried that something might happen, and rushing over."

Xiuniang couldn't help but cast her gaze toward the knife held in the Sandalwood Gentleman's hand.

Facing Xiuniang's upward gaze, Ye Weilai's small face showed some embarrassed expression.

"Hmm, I was just scared, and the patient was in a hurry to go to the doctor."

"Ah..." Xiuniang's small face showed some nervous and cautious expression, looking around.

Although she had a special breathing technique that could hide her aura and was not easily discovered.

But that Miss Xie wasn't blind, and right now she was rushing toward the Plum Forest Courtyard, and her eyes were also fixed here.

In Xiuniang's perception, this woman was less than a hundred meters away, and the probability of being discovered if she ran out now was not small.

Ye Weilai hurriedly got out of bed to put on her shoes, looked around the room, her small nose wrinkled, and her tone was a bit regretful:

"Oh no, oh no, Miss Xie will definitely wake up Master if she comes in and sees you... Wait, why don't you hide under the bed?"

"..." Xiuniang.

Xie Lingjiang originally wanted to go back to her room to rest.

Tonight, there was no plum-blossom-makeup girl running to the roof to chat.

She was sitting on the roof daydreaming as usual.

Actually, she wasn't just daydreaming and missing him, she was also sitting in meditation and practicing Qi at the same time.

As for sleep, for a Qi practitioner, practicing Qi and immersing in internal vision was the best rest and nourishment.

However, the wind was cold tonight, and Xie Lingjiang had just prepared to return to her room when she suddenly turned her head and looked toward the Plum Forest Courtyard.

That place she had been longing for was still pitch-black and extremely quiet.

Xie Lingjiang frowned slightly and muttered: "So late, why isn't Ru Shixiong sleeping and holding a knife?"

The next second, a late wind blew across the empty roof, and the woman's figure disappeared.

Xie Lingjiang's figure appeared in front of the Plum Forest Courtyard.

She frowned and looked at the pitch-black door and window.

Hua Xuanji, a bad premonition rose in her heart.

"Ru Shixiong!"

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but blurt out, and in an instant, she flashed to the door of the main house and reached out to push the door.

But immediately, a girl's voice with a hint of fatigue came from the room:

"Who is it?"

Followed by the sound of the girl getting out of bed and walking over to open the door.

Xie Lingjiang's movements paused slightly.

At this moment, her sensitive hearing as a Qi practitioner told her that the room still had two familiar breathing sounds.

Her eyebrows were still slightly frowned:

"It's me... you haven't slept yet?"

"Hmm, why did Miss Xie come?"

Accompanied by the girl's puzzled voice, with a "creak," the room door was pushed open from the inside.

"Ru Shixiong he..."

Xie Lingjiang wanted to speak, but seeing the slender figure walking out of the room, her words stuck, and her willow eyes widened a bit.

Xie Lingjiang saw the white-haired maid walking out of the room, her silver hair like a snow waterfall reaching her waist, and her small body wasn't wearing a nightdress, exposing a large area of fair and delicate skin like milk.

She was barefoot, and the lower half of her body was only wearing a pink-white short underwear, covering only the part between her knees and the upper part of her thighs, revealing round and well-proportioned thin legs.

Ye Weilai's body was only considered tall among her peers, and not too tall compared to Xie Lingjiang, but her leg shape was excellent, the thin type, one more millimeter would be too much, one less would be lacking.

Even Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but take another look.

However, what made Xie Lingjiang even more speechless was that.

The pink-white embroidered lotus bellyband on the upper body of this white-haired maid wasn't tied well, the thin rope behind her neck wasn't tied, and the thin rope hung leisurely beside her two arms. She was just holding the small diamond-shaped cloth with embroidered lotus flowers with both hands, covering her bulging chest, as if she was busy coming over to open the door and didn't have time to put on her chest garment.

Xie Lingjiang, standing still in front of the door, turned slightly, avoiding her gaze from Ye Weilai.

Fortunately, Xie Lingjiang was standing outside the door, with her back to the bright moon behind her, and from Ye Weilai's angle, she shouldn't be able to see the slightly blushing face in the darkness.

Xie Lingjiang tried hard to maintain her normal expression.

It's just that she couldn't help but mutter in her heart:

The personal maid is in such a state... what is Ru Shixiong doing every night? Didn't they agree to sleep well at night during the day? Wasting energy, and still have to treat water during the day...

Treating water at night too, right?

Xie Lingjiang, who was staring at the bluestone slab on the side, had a little resentment and annoyance in her eyes.

She came from the Xie family of Chen Jun, and the Xie family children almost all had maids, some even married at fourteen or fifteen, and there was more than one concubine, so she was long used to it.

So she didn't have any psychological barriers to this kind of warm-bed personal maid beside a man, as long as the man followed the ethics, there was only one legal wife, and he wasn't addicted to female color and abandoned his wife.

This was the upbringing and cultivation of a lady from a high family.

Xie Lingjiang's shame and resentment at this moment were truly where she felt sorry for a certain Ru Shixiong, who was busy during the day, and as a result, seemed even busier at night...

Ye Weilai couldn't guess Xie Lingjiang's delicate daughter's thoughts, but if it were another woman, such as Xiuniang, she might be able to.

But for this noble and distinguished Xie family lady, the barbarian-born Ye Weilai subconsciously felt a bit afraid. Every time she stood beside Xie Lingjiang, she would feel an invisible pressure...

Ye Weilai vaguely understood that perhaps it was something called inferiority that was at work.

"Hmm, Miss Xie, what's wrong? Is there anything urgent?"

At this moment, Ye Weilai held her chest with both hands, rubbed her eyes with her fingers, raised her small face, and muttered with pink lips.

Xie Lingjiang turned her head and looked at her, asking: "Ru Shixiong has fallen asleep?"

"Hmm." Ye Weilai nodded, her nasal sound lazy.

Her standing position was a bit subtle. After opening the door, she moved slightly to the side, as if to let people into the room, but her small body blocked the way a little, making Xie Lingjiang, who was carrying a sword at her waist, unable to walk straight in.

Xie Lingjiang's gaze seemed to remind Ye Weilai. The little girl looked down at her messy clothes and added in a low voice:

"The bed is a bit messy... Master is also..."

Xie Lingjiang's raised right foot silently retracted outside the threshold.

Standing outside the room door, she looked at the white-haired maid with sleepy eyes and a tired small face, and then turned to look into the room behind the white-haired maid, frowning:

"What is Ru Shixiong doing touching my skirt knife in the middle of the night?"

The bellyband girl in front of the door seemed to have a slightly blushing face, and said in a low voice: "Master, he didn't mean it."

Xie Lingjiang heard the white-haired maid's guilty conscience at once.

She turned her head, staring at Ye Weilai without blinking, her body leaning forward slightly, like a big wife oppressing, making the latter couldn't help but lean back slightly, take a step back, and say nervously:

"Miss Xie, I..."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly increased her tone and interrupted: "You delayed Ru Shixiong's rest in the middle of the night, and you still lie to me?"

"No, no..." Ye Weilai's two small hands in front of her chest swung hard, and the bellyband covering her chest almost slipped off.

"Speak, the truth!" Xie Lingjiang supported her sword with her right hand, staring at her.

Actually, from just now, Xie Lingjiang had been pricking up her ears, listening to the sound in the room. The breathing sound in the inner room was indeed maintaining the relaxed and ordinary state of a normal person sleeping.

Xie Lingjiang found Ye Weilai's small face flushed red, and her tone was stuttering.

"I'll say, I'll say, Miss Xie, don't be angry... actually... actually it's... it's sleeping together... sleeping halfway, Master suddenly ordered me to dress neatly and wear the skirt knife, and then... then looking at him, he seemed to like it even more, and later on a whim... on a whim, grabbing the clothes braid wasn't enough, and his hand grabbed the hilt of the skirt knife..."

The white-haired maid's voice became smaller and smaller.

Xie Lingjiang tilted her head, full of confusion: "What do you mean? What sleeping together, why did you let me wear my skirt knife, and what liked it even more, and on a whim?"

Ye Weilai buried her small head deep in her chest, her body twisted, and she said in a low voice:

"It's... it's that when Master and I sleep, he likes to mutter Miss Xie's name, it seems... it seems he treated me as Miss Xie, Master was even happier..."

"...???"

Silence.

The atmosphere inside and outside the door was only silence, and the air was almost solidified into steel.

This time, it was Xie Lingjiang's turn to be flushed red.

"You... you... shameless... nonsense... absurd!"

Xie Lingjiang was so ashamed that she stomped her feet and turned to leave.

Ye Weilai's chest heaved for a while, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately she stuck out her pink tongue. Xie Girl's blushing face just now was so red that she could see it clearly in the darkness, like a monkey's butt.

In front of the courtyard gate, Xie Lingjiang suddenly stopped. "Wait, what is the smell in the room?"

"Ah, it's... it's the sleep-aid sandalwood given by the Donglin Temple master."

Xie Lingjiang stood with her back to her for a while, Ye Weilai's small face changed, Xie Lingjiang suddenly turned her head and shouted into the room: "Ru Shixiong?"

The room was silent.

"Senior... Brother?"

Xie Lingjiang called out again, but she used her Qi cultivation.

Ye Weilai couldn't help but open her eyes wide, feeling the sound in her ears like a great bell.

The room was still quiet.

Xie Lingjiang turned around and walked toward the room with big strides.

"Miss Xie, Master he isn't wearing clothes..."

Ye Weilai was tense all over, and when she said half of it, she was brushed away by Xie Lingjiang, who pursed her lips.

Xie Lingjiang didn't stop, her hand supporting the sword tightened, her feet stepped into the room door, and the inner room filled with sandalwood suddenly rang with Ouyang Rong's confused muttering:

"Junior Sister? You... what are you doing... don't hug me... let go quickly... you and I are senior brother and junior sister..."

Xie Lingjiang stopped in front of the pitch-black inner room, nailed to the ground, and at the same time sensed that he was touching her skirt knife again... Xie Lingjiang turned her head sharply and left the room with a flick of her sleeve:

"Ru Shixiong you... you... absurd... absurd!"

Xie Lingjiang left an angry word and left in a hurry.

Ye Weilai's small face was stunned, looking at the back of this Xie family lady who was running away, she muttered something, looked back curiously, and glanced into the room.

... ===== CHAPTER 163 =====

"Ru Shixiong, you... you all... absurd... absurd!"

Xie Lingjiang left an angry remark and hurried away.

Ye Weilai's little face was slightly stunned. Watching the back of this daughter of the Xie family as she fled, she muttered something, then curiously turned her head to glance into the room.