Chapter 98: 97 He Didn't Expect She Would Agree (Part 3: Please Subscribe!)

Suddenly, she was embraced.

Liu Qingmei instinctively wanted to break free; in broad daylight, if someone she knew saw them, she would have no way to defend herself! But for some reason, while struggling, she actually found herself craving this warm embrace! It was currently the third month of spring, about to enter the fourth, and by all accounts, the weather was already quite warm.

Yet for some reason, no matter how warm the weather was, it couldn't compare to the warmth in this brat's arms!

But no matter how comfortable it was, it was clearly inappropriate at this moment.

Liu Qingmei blushed, her vigilant peach-blossom eyes rippling with amorous light, and she forcibly broke free from Ning Mu's embrace.

Ning Mu immediately feigned a look of grievance and said with dissatisfaction, "Who told you to keep hiding from me for so long? Mei'er, do you have some other thoughts about me?"

Suspicion showed in Ning Mu's gaze.

In truth, he knew that Liu Qingmei was simply bogged down by worldly affairs, and that the task completion required time to prepare.

Just by looking at the Loyalty Value on the system panel, he could tell that her heart had not changed.

But he still had to say it this way.

To deepen the impression on Liu Qingmei, and at the same time, make her feel guilty.

Sure enough.

Hearing Ning Mu's words, a flash of panic immediately crossed Liu Qingmei's eyes, and she hurriedly explained, "No, Xiao Mu, you've misunderstood; it's just that I've truly been too busy lately!"

"Look below, at the eight porridge-dispensing stations; Mei'er has been so busy that I only sleep two hours a day!"

Liu Qingmei explained, fearing that Ning Mu would misunderstand.

She even took the initiative to lower her stance.

Ning Mu smiled and stood side-by-side with her, then reached out and wrapped his arm around Liu Qingmei's slender, soft waist.

"Mm... Xiao Mu!"

Liu Qingmei glanced sideways at Ning Mu with a coquettish glare, slightly tightening her arms to keep Ning Mu's hand from wandering.

"You were in such a rush to have me come over; is there something the matter?" Ning Mu asked.

Liu Qingmei's pretty face flushed red, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do!

She could accompany him in his playfulness.

But she absolutely could not leave him with the impression that she was a loose woman! This system... was just too much! Not knowing how to bring it up, Liu Qingmei thought for a moment and prepared to start the conversation, saying, "Seven days from now is Yonghang's annual Sacrificial Saint Festival. There will be a grand Poetry Gathering then. A Yin hasn't been in a good mood lately, so I was thinking, why don't you take her to attend the Poetry Gathering?"

Liu Qingmei casually found a topic.

The so-called Sacrificial Saint Festival was a holiday established three thousand years ago to commemorate a Saint of the Confucian Dao.

Passed down from generation to generation, the government would hold grand celebrations every year on the fourth day of the fourth month for the Sacrificial Saint Festival.

They would hold Poetry Gatherings, song recitals, and so on.

In years of abundance, there would be poetry, singing, dancing, and dragon boat races—everything.

And every year, the Sacrificial Saint Festival was also one of the holidays when the Jixia Academy, the Sacred Land of Martial Dao in Great Qi, would scout for prospective talent among the common people.

Anyone who could rank in the top three for poetry during the Sacrificial Saint Festival, or draw the Saint's Literary Qi down upon themselves, could enter the Jixia Academy and from then on, like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, soar into the sky! *Slap! *

On Liu Qingmei's firm, rounded curve.

Ning Mu landed a heavy blow.

"I don't have any problems with that, but A Yin seems to have quite a prejudice against me, and... are you really planning to play matchmaker? Why, what about you?"

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow, looking at Liu Qingmei.

"Unh~"

Suddenly being slapped by this little guy.

It immediately caused Liu Qingmei to let out a soft hum subconsciously.

Her cheeks then turned as crimson as the evening glow, and her pair of peach-blossom eyes were incomparably glistening, shimmering with layers of enchanting light like sunlight reflecting on a lake.

Liu Qingmei frowned slightly.

This question also made her feel very troubled inside, not knowing how things should develop.

The system's previous task had already left her in a difficult spot.

Now, she had already fallen deeply for this little rascal.

If she were to follow the system's requirements and play matchmaker between him and Ye Yin...

Then where would that leave her?

On one side was her beloved man.

On the other was her beloved girl.

This was a choice she could not make.

She believed that if it were any other woman, she wouldn't be able to make it either! She sighed faintly, a trace of disappointment flashing in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "I don't know either; let's leave it to fate. Perhaps she is your true match?"

"My only true match is you. Compared to her greenness, I prefer your mature charm!"

Almost the moment Liu Qingmei's voice fell, Ning Mu forcibly pulled her into his arms, staring into her eyes with a serious expression, domineering and savage.

A trace of inescapable shyness and emotion immediately flashed through Liu Qingmei's peach-blossom eyes.

Although these words sounded a bit off.

Was he implying she was old?

But even so, her heart was filled with immense warmth and gratification.

After all, the little guy's sincere gaze could not be faked!

Liu Qingmei's expression was mournful.

What should she do?

Her heart could not help but surge with infinite entanglement and hesitation.

Unable to think of a solution, she could only wave her hand and skip the topic.

"Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this."

"The number of disaster victims is increasing more and more; by a rough estimate, there are at least 140,000 to 150,000, and with those arriving from various places, there are surely 200,000 victims. Yet the Imperial Court's disaster relief grain is slow to arrive, and Prefect Pi Taiyu is even more derelict in his duties. The little bit of grain you managed to scrounge up, I fear, will not last long!" Liu Qingmei said, heavy with worry.

As she spoke, she moved imperceptibly closer to Ning Mu.

Like this.

It actually made things more convenient for the little guy.

It was as if playing a zither or beating a drum.

Her waist was like a string.

Her curves were like a drum.

Plucking and beating the rhythm, in his hands, he performed a piece of music of peerless refinement.

After she finished speaking, she could not help but bite her lip gently, her gaze shimmering with unparalleled luster.

Even a slightly greater force would make her let out continuous muffled groans.

Upon her cheeks, clouds gathered thick and heavy, delicate and bright.

Ning Mu was not the least bit surprised by Liu Qingmei's sudden change of subject.

"Hmm... how about this, another day you invite Prefect Pi to be a guest, and I will talk with him. Perhaps we can find a way; it couldn't get any worse than the current situation, right?"

Ning Mu thought for a moment and said to Liu Qingmei.

"What are you going to talk to him about?" Liu Qingmei could not help but look at him with curiosity.

In her beautiful eyes, there were points of starlight.

She had already seen too many miracles from this little guy.

Perhaps he really did have a way, who knows?

Ning Mu shrugged and said, "We'll see when the time comes. For now... hehe, I want..."

As he spoke, Ning Mu's gaze drifted down along Liu Qingmei's curvaceous, exquisite body.

Liu Qingmei was startled.

How could she not know what this little guy was thinking? As soon as his eyelids drooped, she knew he was up to no good!

"No, you don't!"

Liu Qingmei's pretty face flushed red and flawless, and she spoke immediately.

But as soon as the words left her lips, a flash of reluctance crossed her heart, and she could not help but steal a glance at Ning Mu.

Seeing the little guy looking aggrieved, with longing in his eyes, she ultimately could not bear it.

"Come... come over here."

After a moment of hesitation, Liu Qingmei's face reddened and her eyes flickered; then, ignoring Ning Mu, she walked alone behind a protruding crenelation of the city wall.

Standing here, the people below the city could almost no longer see her.

Her height meant only half her head was visible, with everything below the tip of her nose blocked by the city wall.

And the people below the city would have to run at least several hundred feet away to see her forehead.

"... Still not coming over?"

Watching Liu Qingmei's coy, alluring appearance as she feigned refusal while still inviting him, Ning Mu's eyes lit up instantly.

He had not expected her to agree.

After all, for her to be in this kind of situation.

To be able to persist and complete the task was already wild enough.

How could she have agreed to let him, upon this city wall, facing tens of thousands of people, press against her chest! But he had not expected her to actually agree! After a moment of stupor, seeing Liu Qingmei looking at him with alluring eyes, as if blaming him for why he hadn't come over yet, Ning Mu was immediately invigorated and hurried behind the crenelation, embracing her from behind.

"Mm..."

"I really don't understand you, how can you like this!"

Liu Qingmei's face was flushed red, delicate and flawless, her voice gentle and affectionate; it seemed like she was scolding him, but the pride and satisfaction revealed in her tone were incredibly obvious.

At this moment, Liu Qingmei no longer had the dignity of a Grandmaster, she was graceful, supple, and soft as jade.

Just like a young girl of seventeen or eighteen, in the prime of her youth.

Having a secret tryst with her lover under a tree at the edge of the village, their hearts in accord, yet coy and reserved, filled with joy.

Rough men and village peasants like to bind breasts.

Scholars and literati like full bosoms.

Like her, with such immense breasts, were it not for her noble status, women of this type would often only be able to work in one profession.

Except for infants, such women have never been favored by men.

But this stinky brat Ning Mu seemed to be an exception.

He just happened to like this style.

Finally.

Her slender eyebrows moved like clouds revealing the true face of distant mountains, and she let out a soft, coquettish sound.

"Don't..."

"I'll help you!"

As she spoke.

She turned around with her eyes lowered, head bowed, her ponytail swaying gently as it fell to the front, covering her bright and shy face.

"Hoo..."

Ning Mu could not help but prop himself up with one hand against the high city crenelation, then squinted his eyes wantonly.

I stand on the city tower, looking at the scenery outside the city.

The person looking at the scenery is looking at you.

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