Chapter 37: Love, You’ve Come ah
When Xiao Qi returned to Song fu, the sky had already turned dusky. Song Liang Zhuo returned early today, seeing Xiao Qi sneakily enter the house hugging a small bundle, he knitted his brows with confusion.
Xiao Qi gave a cough: “Official Song, um ah, have you eaten yet?”
“Not yet.”
“Oh, then, let’s eat together.”
Song Liang Zhuo put down the book and watched Xiao Qi, a little puzzled.
Xiao Qi ran back into the room and stuffed the bundle inside the bed and even worriedly tucked in the bed cover before slowly walking out. Lifting the corners of her lips, she said: “I’m hungry.”
Song Liang Zhuo glanced at Lu Liu who had just walked in: “Bring up the meal.”
“Xiao Qi, are you unhappy?” Song Liang Zhuo considered as he said: “If you miss Ha Pi then you can go home and visit him. If you really can’t bear to part with him, we can still……”
“No.” Xiao Qi went over to Song Liang Zhuo’s side and sat down, saying with a blushing face: “I’m not unhappy.”
Song Liang Zhuo was still skeptical, but seeing that Xiao Qi was not willing to speak, after thinking for a bit, he didn’t continue to pursue the question.
Xiao Qi raked in the dinner as fast as if she were flying. At the side constantly paying attention to her, Song Liang Zhuo knitted his brows.
Song Liang Zhuo hadn’t even voiced his concern yet when Xiao Qi had already put down the spoon and wiped her mouth: “I’ve finished eating. Official Song, take your time.”
Song Liang Zhuo extended his hand and grabbed Xiao Qi, asking with a frown: “What’s wrong?”
Xiao Qi blinked her eyes, her neck slightly tilted as she said: “I, um, want to take a bath. I’ve ran around for an entire day so I’ve gotten sweaty.”
Song Liang Zhuo fixed his eyes on Xiao Qi and carefully scrutinized her. Xiao Qi’s gaze wandered in a circle over Song Liang Zhuo’s face then immediately slipped away.
“Um, I want to take a bath.”
Song Liang Zhuo thought about it, then released his grip, worriedly exhorting: “Wash up quickly, the weather’s cold.”
Xiao Qi nodded and got up to head into the inner room. Lu Liu had already led servant girls to bring hot water inside. Not long after, she went out again and carried a basket of flower petals in. Song Liang Zhuo looked at the people going in and out, a bit confused. Recalling Xiao Qi’s behavior, Song Liang Zhuo lightly tapped the side dish plate, his lips hooked into a smile.
Cooperating with Xiao Qi, Song Liang Zhuo ate really slowly. Indeed, truly very slow. The bowl of thin porridge had almost become completely cold before he finished drinking it.
In a rare occasion, Lu Liu stood to the side the whole time to attend upon him and seemed to not have a single complaint regarding Song Liang Zhuo’s slow as a turtle movements. In fact, she was even smiling from start to finish. Waiting until Song Liang Zhuo stopped his chopsticks, Lu Liu swiftly had people clean things up and personally switch the candles for two candles for two red candles that were thick as a slender arm and lit them up.
At this time, if Song Liang Zhuo really still didn’t know anything it would really be wasting Xiao Qi’s good intentions. Lu Liu carried warm water in and said with a smile: “Guye, washing water.”
Song Liang Zhuo held back his smile and nodded as he took the basin.
Lu Liu covered her mouth and smiled, then spoke towards Song Liang Zhuo’s back figure: “Lu Liu will be withdrawing now and will come back tomorrow morning to serve.”
Song Liang Zhuo heard the sound of the door close and couldn’t hold back a light chuckle.
Xiao Qi had already bathed and was dressed in the silk pink dress-like sleeping clothes Mrs. Mei had prepared for her. The silk dress was perfumed with faint Chinese rose fragrance. It was very ordinary, yet very refined and alluring.
The clothes were very transparent. Well, putting it tactfully, it doesn’t count as that transparent. It’s just a sort of hazy prettiness, that’s all.
The clothes were even very revealing. Uh, putting it more subtly, it doesn’t count as that revealing either. It’s just that both arms were exposed and the collar was opened a bit wide, that’s all.
Xiao Qi let down her hair and stood behind the screen. Looking at the clothes on her body, she pouted.
The clothes were very loose, and it was also thanks to the fact that they were rather loose and wouldn’t expose too curved a figure, making it so that she wouldn’t be too embarrassed. Xiao Qi lifted her hand and pressed the clothing in front of her chest to her skin. She knitted her brows as she though, just doing this can seduce men? No matter how she look at it, it’s still not as pretty as the pleated skirts with lace? Not to mention, Official Song isn’t Old Man Qian, how could they be the same mah*!
Mah is a modal particle that’s used to indicate when something is obvious, or for emphasis.
It was already near the end of August, the nights were starting to become chilly. Xiao Qi stood like this for a while and already started to feel a bit cold.
Xiao Qi poked her head out of the screen to look outside. Lifting her skirt and standing on her tiptoes, she wanted to run to the bed but just as she took two steps with her waist bent sneakily, a large shadow was cast over. Xiao Qi blinked and straightened up, staring at the person that lifted the muslin curtain and walked in, she nervously swallowed.
Song Liang Zhuo’s gaze stopped on Xiao Qi’s body for no more than a moment before he sat next to the bed as usual.
Song Liang Zhuo beckoned towards Xiao Qi who was clutching her skirt and gently pulled her hand when she got closer. Lifting his head to look at the face she hid in the shadows, he smiled lightly.
Xiao Qi was extremely embarrassed and hammered Song Liang Zhuo with her fist, giving a humph.
“Are you cold?” Song Liang Zhuo rubbed Xiao Qi’s cold arm as he asked.
It would have been better had he not asked. With this mention, Xiao Qi shivered.
Song Liang Zhuo gathered Xiao Qi into his arms and carried her onto the bed, saying warmly: “Get on the bed and tuck in the blankets properly.”
Xiao Qi slipped and bore into the blankets. After thinking for a moment, she tugged Song Liang Zhuo’s sleeve and asked: “Does my dress look nice?”
“Who was it that taught Xiao Qi?” Song Liang Zhuo answered beside the point.
Xiao Qi was distressed. After thinking about it, she still cleverly shut her mouth.
Song Liang Zhuo also entered the blanket, following her. Taking Xiao Qi into his arms, he gently traced along her cheek as he gently asked: “What else did they teach Xiao Qi?”
Xiao Qi opened her mouth, but recalling what Mrs. Mei said, shut it tightly again.
Song Liang Zhuo smiled, then lowered his head and kissed Xiao Qi’s lips. It was very light, almost like being brushed by a feather. Xiao Qi was just about to taste the flavor when those soft lips ran off again to her ear and slowly and softly nibbled.
It tickled, and her limbs felt limp. Compared to those numerous kisses dropped on her forehead the previous night, this made Xiao Qi feel even more helpless and shy.
Xiao Qi uncomfortably arched her waist, dodging Song Liang Zhuo’s lips.
“Xiao Qi, what else did your mom give you?” Song Liang Zhuo gently pursued his question.
“Ah, incense, incense sachets. And, um, medicine.”
“Where did you put it?”
“Pil, the pillow.”
A warm, slightly coarse-feeling hand extremely slowly slid up from Xiao Qi’s hand to her shoulder. All of Xiao Qi’s senses followed that hand, hoping that it would wander a bit longer to take away all the cold she felt from standing out there for so long. But that hand actually left her shoulder and slid under the pillow.
Song Liang Zhuo took out the incense sachet and a little porcelain bottle. His brows lightly knitted, then he lifted a corner of the blanket and threw them out.
The porcelain bottle slid on the floor tiles and emitted an ear-piercing sound. Xiao Qi returned to her senses and started at Song Liang Zhuo who was half on top of her, not daring to move.
“Why does Xiao Qi feel that I need those things?”
“Uh, Mom said, doesn’t rise. Um, what does that mean?” Xiao Qi blinked her eyes as she asked curiously.
No matter how thick Song Liang Zhuo’s skin was, at that time it also flushed a bit red.
Before, Song Liang Zhuo never dared to touch her. He always felt that she was still small, it wouldn’t be good to embrace her and do such an abrupt thing the moment they got into bed. He never expected that she would actually make a move like this.
Song Liang Zhuo bitterly smiled.
She doesn’t know how tempting she was to him. Every night, sleeping while hugging her had already become something that caused him suffering. Song Liang Zhuo smelled the blend of flower and maiden fragrance emitted from Xiao Qi’s body. Recalling the way Xiao Qi’s hair draped over her shoulder earlier and her shy appearance as she wore a pink silk slip dress, his face couldn’t help but heat up and his entire body heated up along with it.
Xiao Qi waited for half the day and still didn’t get a reply from Song Liang Zhuo so she bent her knee and nudged Song Liang Zhuo. Her eyes turned in a few circles, then she said: “Alright then, I won’t ask anymore. It’s definitely not something good. Then, you say that when you come back we’ll consummate marriage. Why, um, why won’t you sleep with me?”
After Xiao Qi finished speaking, all her courage was exhausted, so she just tightly shut her eyes and laid there motionlessly.
Song Liang Zhuo borrowed the weak light of the candles that penetrated through the bed curtains to look at Xiao Qi’s fluttering eyelashes and smiled. Song Liang Zhuo lowered his face to gently kiss Xiao Qi’s lips and warmly said: “I was worried you’d be scared.”
Xiao Qi shook her head with her eyes closed: “I’m not scared.”
“What fragrance is Xiao Qi using?” Song Liang Zhuo asked with a smile.
Xiao Qi opened her eyes and her eyes rolled a turn, showing off: “Smells nice, doesn’t it? It was made not long ago, I was the one that picked it.”
Song Liang Zhuo chuckled softly and kissed that pair of eyes that were reflecting him as if he was sighing.
These eyes were too pure, too infatuated. Even if she said she forgot the past, he can still see the adoration for him that she would unconsciously reveal from these eyes.
Song Liang Zhuo thought, having such a wholehearted love, was his great fortune. Even if she doesn’t understand the four arts: zither, go, calligraphy, painting. Even if she doesn’t know how to push back red sleeves to replenish the light and compose words of flowers*, or if she didn’t understand how to assist her husband and educate the children. Just based on her rare and precious purity, based on her single-minded feelings for him, it was enough for him to treat her with all his heart.
Push back red sleeves to replenish the light refers to having a beautiful woman accompany you by your side as you study/read boring literature. In ancient times, every educated person was expected to be able to compose poetry, and often social gathering would involve such contests to display talent.
Song Liang Zhuo was filled with tenderness as he kissed Xiao Qi’s nose, her lips, then finally paused on Xiao Qi’s bare neck. But Xiao Qi actually twisted her waist and started laughing with a ‘puchi’.
“Heehee, tickles!” Xiao Qi obstructed Song Liang Zhuo and scratched her neck.
Song Liang Zhuo raised his hand to stroke Xiao Qi’s waist and Xiao Qi shifted sideways to escape again.
“Official Song, don’t touch. Haha, it really tickles.”
Song Liang Zhuo rested on top of Xiao Qi’s body with painstaking effort, but after thinking for a bit still turned over and laid down to the side.
Xiao Qi gradually stopped laughing and pounded Song Liang Zhuo, asking: “What’s wrong? It’s fine as long as you don’t make me itchy, I’m afraid of being tickled.”
Song Liang Zhuo lightly stroked Xiao Qi’s soft earlobes and didn’t move. Xiao Qi blushed as she touched her lips. After being silent for a while, she became a bit worried. Mrs. Mei said that if he still didn’t have any reaction after she wore these types of clothes, then he definitely can’t rise.
Xiao Qi worriedly leaned over and said with knitted brows: “Official Song, you couldn’t be really, really….. like my Mom said……”
“Don’t listen to the nonsense you Mom says.” Song Liang Zhuo slightly angrily flipped over and hugged Xiao Qi, starting on the fine thing that he was not able to finish earlier.
Xiao Qi tickled. But after dodging a couple times Song Liang Zhuo started kissing her as if he was getting fierce so she didn’t dare to dodge anymore.
Her petal lips were slightly numb. Xiao Qi thought dazedly, what Mrs. Mei said really was true. Consummation really was very comfortable. It’s just, um, it’s just, really hot ah! And, mm, really embarrassing.
Xiao Qi could feel that ugly stick now, it was bouncing around near the base of her leg. Xiao Qi wanted to try touching it, but Song Liang Zhuo grabbed her hand and pressed to the side of her body.
Ah, that’s really good, it does rise. Xiao Qi curved her eyes and smiled.
But that smile only hung on her face for a moment before it turned stiff and dropped.
It’s not an ant bite at all mah!
Xiao Qi’s face turned pale and she didn’t move even a bit. Song Liang Zhuo worriedly kissed the tip of Xiao Qi’s ears, trying it a bit more. Xiao Qi drew back the corners of her mouth and cried out with a ‘wah’.
“Official Song, wuuuu, stupid idiot. It hurts!”
Song Liang Zhuo did his best to think of ways to coax her and kissed her extremely tenderly, but Xiao Qi seemed to have lost her head due to the shock of the unexpected pain. No matter what he did she wouldn’t stop sobbing.
Song Liang Zhuo rushed through the work then hugged Xiao Qi and gently patted her.
Xiao Qi sobbed for a long time before hugging Song Liang Zhuo and wiping off her snot and stopping her tears. Xiao Qi raised her eyes to look at Song Liang Zhuo. Song Liang Zhuo’s face was absolutely not nice-looking. His brows were knitted and on his face was still constrained desire.
Xiao Qi sniffled, thinking it was still Song Liang Zhuo that was too stupid. Mom already said it was like an ant bite, yet he made her hurt like she was poked with a knife. Xiao Qi pinched and wringed Song Liang Zhuo’s arm to vent her anger. When she let go, she was a little scared. Timidly lifting her head to look at Song Liang Zhuo, the scene before her eyes went dark and her mouth was covered by a gentle kiss.
“Alright, for the time being I’ll forgive you.” Xiao Qi mumbled: “In the future don’t make me hurt again. My mom said so before that it hurt like an ant took a small bite, but Official Song, how big of an ant would cause it to hurt this much ah?” Xiao Qi frowned as she trembled for a moment.
Hearing this, Song Liang Zhuo also shook for a second. What kind of family did it take to raise up and teach out such a particular daughter ah?! Song Liang Zhuo sighed. Hugging Xiao Qi that had finally stopped crying, his entire face was filled with helplessness and embarrassment. The hand stroking her back was no longer able to arouse even the slightest bit of desire.
Song Liang Zhuo didn’t know what other women’s first nights were like but Xiao Qi seriously caught him unprepared. Song Liang Zhuo thought, in the future it’ll be fine. He never heard that this sort of thing would make people hurt like this. Don’t they all say ‘two in harmony underneath the red gauze canopy, one moment is hard to buy even with a thousand gold’? Then it should be a very wonderful thing.
Song Liang Zhuo thought like this, but he didn’t know that for a long long time. He, would have to live as a depressed man who would never be able to thoroughly sate his desires. As for how long, alas, it’s best not to mention it.
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Credits: Translated by Chiyomira, Edited by Sonia
Chapter 37: Love, You’ve Come ah
When Xiao Qi returned to Song fu, the sky had already turned dusky. Song Liang Zhuo returned early today, seeing Xiao Qi sneakily enter the house hugging a small bundle, he knitted his brows with confusion.
Xiao Qi gave a cough: “Official Song, um ah, have you eaten yet?”
“Not yet.”
“Oh, then, let’s eat together.”
Song Liang Zhuo put down the book and watched Xiao Qi, a little puzzled.
Xiao Qi ran back into the room and stuffed the bundle inside the bed and even worriedly tucked in the bed cover before slowly walking out. Lifting the corners of her lips, she said: “I’m hungry.”
Song Liang Zhuo glanced at Lu Liu who had just walked in: “Bring up the meal.”
“Xiao Qi, are you unhappy?” Song Liang Zhuo considered as he said: “If you miss Ha Pi then you can go home and visit him. If you really can’t bear to part with him, we can still……”
“No.” Xiao Qi went over to Song Liang Zhuo’s side and sat down, saying with a blushing face: “I’m not unhappy.”
Song Liang Zhuo was still skeptical, but seeing that Xiao Qi was not willing to speak, after thinking for a bit, he didn’t continue to pursue the question.
Xiao Qi raked in the dinner as fast as if she were flying. At the side constantly paying attention to her, Song Liang Zhuo knitted his brows.
Song Liang Zhuo hadn’t even voiced his concern yet when Xiao Qi had already put down the spoon and wiped her mouth: “I’ve finished eating. Official Song, take your time.”
Song Liang Zhuo extended his hand and grabbed Xiao Qi, asking with a frown: “What’s wrong?”
Xiao Qi blinked her eyes, her neck slightly tilted as she said: “I, um, want to take a bath. I’ve ran around for an entire day so I’ve gotten sweaty.”
Song Liang Zhuo fixed his eyes on Xiao Qi and carefully scrutinized her. Xiao Qi’s gaze wandered in a circle over Song Liang Zhuo’s face then immediately slipped away.
“Um, I want to take a bath.”
Song Liang Zhuo thought about it, then released his grip, worriedly exhorting: “Wash up quickly, the weather’s cold.”
Xiao Qi nodded and got up to head into the inner room. Lu Liu had already led servant girls to bring hot water inside. Not long after, she went out again and carried a basket of flower petals in. Song Liang Zhuo looked at the people going in and out, a bit confused. Recalling Xiao Qi’s behavior, Song Liang Zhuo lightly tapped the side dish plate, his lips hooked into a smile.
Cooperating with Xiao Qi, Song Liang Zhuo ate really slowly. Indeed, truly very slow. The bowl of thin porridge had almost become completely cold before he finished drinking it.
In a rare occasion, Lu Liu stood to the side the whole time to attend upon him and seemed to not have a single complaint regarding Song Liang Zhuo’s slow as a turtle movements. In fact, she was even smiling from start to finish. Waiting until Song Liang Zhuo stopped his chopsticks, Lu Liu swiftly had people clean things up and personally switch the candles for two candles for two red candles that were thick as a slender arm and lit them up.
At this time, if Song Liang Zhuo really still didn’t know anything it would really be wasting Xiao Qi’s good intentions. Lu Liu carried warm water in and said with a smile: “Guye, washing water.”
Song Liang Zhuo held back his smile and nodded as he took the basin.
Lu Liu covered her mouth and smiled, then spoke towards Song Liang Zhuo’s back figure: “Lu Liu will be withdrawing now and will come back tomorrow morning to serve.”
Song Liang Zhuo heard the sound of the door close and couldn’t hold back a light chuckle.
Xiao Qi had already bathed and was dressed in the silk pink dress-like sleeping clothes Mrs. Mei had prepared for her. The silk dress was perfumed with faint Chinese rose fragrance. It was very ordinary, yet very refined and alluring.
The clothes were very transparent. Well, putting it tactfully, it doesn’t count as that transparent. It’s just a sort of hazy prettiness, that’s all.
The clothes were even very revealing. Uh, putting it more subtly, it doesn’t count as that revealing either. It’s just that both arms were exposed and the collar was opened a bit wide, that’s all.
Xiao Qi let down her hair and stood behind the screen. Looking at the clothes on her body, she pouted.
The clothes were very loose, and it was also thanks to the fact that they were rather loose and wouldn’t expose too curved a figure, making it so that she wouldn’t be too embarrassed. Xiao Qi lifted her hand and pressed the clothing in front of her chest to her skin. She knitted her brows as she though, just doing this can seduce men? No matter how she look at it, it’s still not as pretty as the pleated skirts with lace? Not to mention, Official Song isn’t Old Man Qian, how could they be the same mah*!
Mah is a modal particle that’s used to indicate when something is obvious, or for emphasis.
It was already near the end of August, the nights were starting to become chilly. Xiao Qi stood like this for a while and already started to feel a bit cold.
Xiao Qi poked her head out of the screen to look outside. Lifting her skirt and standing on her tiptoes, she wanted to run to the bed but just as she took two steps with her waist bent sneakily, a large shadow was cast over. Xiao Qi blinked and straightened up, staring at the person that lifted the muslin curtain and walked in, she nervously swallowed.
Song Liang Zhuo’s gaze stopped on Xiao Qi’s body for no more than a moment before he sat next to the bed as usual.
Song Liang Zhuo beckoned towards Xiao Qi who was clutching her skirt and gently pulled her hand when she got closer. Lifting his head to look at the face she hid in the shadows, he smiled lightly.
Xiao Qi was extremely embarrassed and hammered Song Liang Zhuo with her fist, giving a humph.
“Are you cold?” Song Liang Zhuo rubbed Xiao Qi’s cold arm as he asked.
It would have been better had he not asked. With this mention, Xiao Qi shivered.
Song Liang Zhuo gathered Xiao Qi into his arms and carried her onto the bed, saying warmly: “Get on the bed and tuck in the blankets properly.”
Xiao Qi slipped and bore into the blankets. After thinking for a moment, she tugged Song Liang Zhuo’s sleeve and asked: “Does my dress look nice?”
“Who was it that taught Xiao Qi?” Song Liang Zhuo answered beside the point.
Xiao Qi was distressed. After thinking about it, she still cleverly shut her mouth.
Song Liang Zhuo also entered the blanket, following her. Taking Xiao Qi into his arms, he gently traced along her cheek as he gently asked: “What else did they teach Xiao Qi?”
Xiao Qi opened her mouth, but recalling what Mrs. Mei said, shut it tightly again.
Song Liang Zhuo smiled, then lowered his head and kissed Xiao Qi’s lips. It was very light, almost like being brushed by a feather. Xiao Qi was just about to taste the flavor when those soft lips ran off again to her ear and slowly and softly nibbled.
It tickled, and her limbs felt limp. Compared to those numerous kisses dropped on her forehead the previous night, this made Xiao Qi feel even more helpless and shy.
Xiao Qi uncomfortably arched her waist, dodging Song Liang Zhuo’s lips.
“Xiao Qi, what else did your mom give you?” Song Liang Zhuo gently pursued his question.
“Ah, incense, incense sachets. And, um, medicine.”
“Where did you put it?”
“Pil, the pillow.”
A warm, slightly coarse-feeling hand extremely slowly slid up from Xiao Qi’s hand to her shoulder. All of Xiao Qi’s senses followed that hand, hoping that it would wander a bit longer to take away all the cold she felt from standing out there for so long. But that hand actually left her shoulder and slid under the pillow.
Song Liang Zhuo took out the incense sachet and a little porcelain bottle. His brows lightly knitted, then he lifted a corner of the blanket and threw them out.
The porcelain bottle slid on the floor tiles and emitted an ear-piercing sound. Xiao Qi returned to her senses and started at Song Liang Zhuo who was half on top of her, not daring to move.
“Why does Xiao Qi feel that I need those things?”
“Uh, Mom said, doesn’t rise. Um, what does that mean?” Xiao Qi blinked her eyes as she asked curiously.
No matter how thick Song Liang Zhuo’s skin was, at that time it also flushed a bit red.
Before, Song Liang Zhuo never dared to touch her. He always felt that she was still small, it wouldn’t be good to embrace her and do such an abrupt thing the moment they got into bed. He never expected that she would actually make a move like this.
Song Liang Zhuo bitterly smiled.
She doesn’t know how tempting she was to him. Every night, sleeping while hugging her had already become something that caused him suffering. Song Liang Zhuo smelled the blend of flower and maiden fragrance emitted from Xiao Qi’s body. Recalling the way Xiao Qi’s hair draped over her shoulder earlier and her shy appearance as she wore a pink silk slip dress, his face couldn’t help but heat up and his entire body heated up along with it.
Xiao Qi waited for half the day and still didn’t get a reply from Song Liang Zhuo so she bent her knee and nudged Song Liang Zhuo. Her eyes turned in a few circles, then she said: “Alright then, I won’t ask anymore. It’s definitely not something good. Then, you say that when you come back we’ll consummate marriage. Why, um, why won’t you sleep with me?”
After Xiao Qi finished speaking, all her courage was exhausted, so she just tightly shut her eyes and laid there motionlessly.
Song Liang Zhuo borrowed the weak light of the candles that penetrated through the bed curtains to look at Xiao Qi’s fluttering eyelashes and smiled. Song Liang Zhuo lowered his face to gently kiss Xiao Qi’s lips and warmly said: “I was worried you’d be scared.”
Xiao Qi shook her head with her eyes closed: “I’m not scared.”
“What fragrance is Xiao Qi using?” Song Liang Zhuo asked with a smile.
Xiao Qi opened her eyes and her eyes rolled a turn, showing off: “Smells nice, doesn’t it? It was made not long ago, I was the one that picked it.”
Song Liang Zhuo chuckled softly and kissed that pair of eyes that were reflecting him as if he was sighing.
These eyes were too pure, too infatuated. Even if she said she forgot the past, he can still see the adoration for him that she would unconsciously reveal from these eyes.
Song Liang Zhuo thought, having such a wholehearted love, was his great fortune. Even if she doesn’t understand the four arts: zither, go, calligraphy, painting. Even if she doesn’t know how to push back red sleeves to replenish the light and compose words of flowers*, or if she didn’t understand how to assist her husband and educate the children. Just based on her rare and precious purity, based on her single-minded feelings for him, it was enough for him to treat her with all his heart.
Push back red sleeves to replenish the light refers to having a beautiful woman accompany you by your side as you study/read boring literature. In ancient times, every educated person was expected to be able to compose poetry, and often social gathering would involve such contests to display talent.
Song Liang Zhuo was filled with tenderness as he kissed Xiao Qi’s nose, her lips, then finally paused on Xiao Qi’s bare neck. But Xiao Qi actually twisted her waist and started laughing with a ‘puchi’.
“Heehee, tickles!” Xiao Qi obstructed Song Liang Zhuo and scratched her neck.
Song Liang Zhuo raised his hand to stroke Xiao Qi’s waist and Xiao Qi shifted sideways to escape again.
“Official Song, don’t touch. Haha, it really tickles.”
Song Liang Zhuo rested on top of Xiao Qi’s body with painstaking effort, but after thinking for a bit still turned over and laid down to the side.
Xiao Qi gradually stopped laughing and pounded Song Liang Zhuo, asking: “What’s wrong? It’s fine as long as you don’t make me itchy, I’m afraid of being tickled.”
Song Liang Zhuo lightly stroked Xiao Qi’s soft earlobes and didn’t move. Xiao Qi blushed as she touched her lips. After being silent for a while, she became a bit worried. Mrs. Mei said that if he still didn’t have any reaction after she wore these types of clothes, then he definitely can’t rise.
Xiao Qi worriedly leaned over and said with knitted brows: “Official Song, you couldn’t be really, really….. like my Mom said……”
“Don’t listen to the nonsense you Mom says.” Song Liang Zhuo slightly angrily flipped over and hugged Xiao Qi, starting on the fine thing that he was not able to finish earlier.
Xiao Qi tickled. But after dodging a couple times Song Liang Zhuo started kissing her as if he was getting fierce so she didn’t dare to dodge anymore.
Her petal lips were slightly numb. Xiao Qi thought dazedly, what Mrs. Mei said really was true. Consummation really was very comfortable. It’s just, um, it’s just, really hot ah! And, mm, really embarrassing.
Xiao Qi could feel that ugly stick now, it was bouncing around near the base of her leg. Xiao Qi wanted to try touching it, but Song Liang Zhuo grabbed her hand and pressed to the side of her body.
Ah, that’s really good, it does rise. Xiao Qi curved her eyes and smiled.
But that smile only hung on her face for a moment before it turned stiff and dropped.
It’s not an ant bite at all mah!
Xiao Qi’s face turned pale and she didn’t move even a bit. Song Liang Zhuo worriedly kissed the tip of Xiao Qi’s ears, trying it a bit more. Xiao Qi drew back the corners of her mouth and cried out with a ‘wah’.
“Official Song, wuuuu, stupid idiot. It hurts!”
Song Liang Zhuo did his best to think of ways to coax her and kissed her extremely tenderly, but Xiao Qi seemed to have lost her head due to the shock of the unexpected pain. No matter what he did she wouldn’t stop sobbing.
Song Liang Zhuo rushed through the work then hugged Xiao Qi and gently patted her.
Xiao Qi sobbed for a long time before hugging Song Liang Zhuo and wiping off her snot and stopping her tears. Xiao Qi raised her eyes to look at Song Liang Zhuo. Song Liang Zhuo’s face was absolutely not nice-looking. His brows were knitted and on his face was still constrained desire.
Xiao Qi sniffled, thinking it was still Song Liang Zhuo that was too stupid. Mom already said it was like an ant bite, yet he made her hurt like she was poked with a knife. Xiao Qi pinched and wringed Song Liang Zhuo’s arm to vent her anger. When she let go, she was a little scared. Timidly lifting her head to look at Song Liang Zhuo, the scene before her eyes went dark and her mouth was covered by a gentle kiss.
“Alright, for the time being I’ll forgive you.” Xiao Qi mumbled: “In the future don’t make me hurt again. My mom said so before that it hurt like an ant took a small bite, but Official Song, how big of an ant would cause it to hurt this much ah?” Xiao Qi frowned as she trembled for a moment.
Hearing this, Song Liang Zhuo also shook for a second. What kind of family did it take to raise up and teach out such a particular daughter ah?! Song Liang Zhuo sighed. Hugging Xiao Qi that had finally stopped crying, his entire face was filled with helplessness and embarrassment. The hand stroking her back was no longer able to arouse even the slightest bit of desire.
Song Liang Zhuo didn’t know what other women’s first nights were like but Xiao Qi seriously caught him unprepared. Song Liang Zhuo thought, in the future it’ll be fine. He never heard that this sort of thing would make people hurt like this. Don’t they all say ‘two in harmony underneath the red gauze canopy, one moment is hard to buy even with a thousand gold’? Then it should be a very wonderful thing.
Song Liang Zhuo thought like this, but he didn’t know that for a long long time. He, would have to live as a depressed man who would never be able to thoroughly sate his desires. As for how long, alas, it’s best not to mention it.
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Credits: Translated by Chiyomira, Edited by Sonia
