Chapter 242: A Peaceful Night, Daily Life with Neighbors
Feeling the soft body pressed against him, Lin Tianlu paused.
But looking into her eyes, shimmering with desire, he understood her ardent feelings.
They were in the midst of their passionate love, and after nearly half a month apart, she craved his touch and embrace every moment. The romantic setting brought back memories of their first night together in this very pavilion.
Even though she hadn’t been sure of her feelings back then, that night had been a turning point in their relationship.
“Yishi, you…”
“No need for words.”
Cheng Yishi smiled tenderly, placing a finger on his lips. “Our wedding day is near. Just indulge my little whim. I just want to be close to you, Tianlu, and share this beautiful night.”
Her eyes sparkled, her lips parted slightly, her breath warm against his skin.
Her thin nightgown slipped off her shoulder, revealing her smooth, jade-like skin, glowing in the moonlight.
Unlike Mao Ruoyu’s voluptuous figure, Cheng Yishi’s delicate frame held a unique allure.
No need for poetic words, just a lingering gaze, and the moonlit pavilion became a stage for their passionate embrace.
Soft moans echoed in the night.
…
Meanwhile, on the other side of the residence.
Mao Ruoyu stepped out of Yun Yue’s room, closing the door gently behind her, a satisfied smile on her face. She adjusted her slightly disheveled clothes.
Yun Yue seemed to be in a much better state now. Hopefully, this peaceful life would help her heal from the shadows of her past and embrace a new beginning.
Thinking of their future life together…
“Hmm?”
Mao Ruoyu paused, a frown creasing her brow as she looked down the corridor, a puzzled expression on her face.
She could faintly hear soft moans coming from the distance, almost like a cat’s purr, tantalizing and seductive.
Listening for a moment, a blush crept up her cheeks, and she muttered under her breath, “Shameless.”
“No wonder she said those strange things while we were bathing. That girl is a sneaky little vixen!”
She touched her warm cheeks, about to return to her room.
But her mind wandered, and she hesitated, her feet carrying her towards the source of the sound. Biting her lip, she peeked around the corner and saw two figures intertwined in the pavilion.
“…”
The soft cries and murmurs, the alluring scent carried by the breeze, filled her with a strange mix of emotions.
There was a hint of jealousy and resentment, but also a strange sense of excitement she couldn’t quite understand.
After a long silence, Mao Ruoyu found herself walking towards them, drawn by an unseen force.
Her silver hair gradually darkened.
…
The next morning.
Cheng Yishi awoke from her slumber, slowly sitting up in bed, her nightgown slipping down her shoulder.
After a moment of confusion, a blush crept up her cheeks, and she bit her lip, filled with embarrassment. “How could I… I was so loud in front of that vixen…”
Perhaps because she was exhausted from last night, she only remembered fragments of what had happened.
But even those fragments were enough to make her cringe, wanting to bury her head under the covers.
But as she moved, she felt a soreness throughout her body, making her even more embarrassed, her cheeks burning hot.
Creak!
The door opened, startling Cheng Yishi. She quickly pulled the covers over herself. “Who is it?!”
“Why so jumpy? There’s no one else here besides us and Tianlu.” Mao Ruoyu entered the room.
Cheng Yishi’s expression froze, memories of last night flooding back. “What are you doing here?” she mumbled, her tone awkward.
“You’ve been asleep all this time. I had to come check on you.”
Mao Ruoyu was dressed in a demure outfit today, her hair neatly braided. She placed a tray of food on the table with a smile. “I’m not sure what you usually like to eat, Miss Cheng, so I made some light porridge and side dishes. Wash up and have some if you like.”
“You…”
Cheng Yishi’s expression was complex, her heart filled with conflicting emotions.
She didn’t have a bad impression of this beautiful woman.
She had always appreciated her gentle nature. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have entrusted her with caring for Lin Tianlu.
Their occasional bickering was just a result of jealousy. Seeing their close relationship, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy.
And now, she was the one being cared for.
Mao Ruoyu chuckled. “Are you still too sore to get out of bed, Miss Cheng?”
Cheng Yishi’s eye twitched, and she immediately threw back the covers and got out of bed. Although her legs felt weak and wobbly, she managed to stand up, holding onto the bed for support.
“You… you’re more sensitive than I thought.” Mao Ruoyu quickly stepped forward to help her, a mixture of amusement and exasperation in her voice. “If you’re not feeling well, just rest a bit longer. I won’t laugh at you. I was just teasing.”
“I don’t appreciate being teased by my rival.”
Cheng Yishi mumbled.
But after taking a few steps, she sighed. “Fine. I suppose it’s alright for you to see me in this weakened state once in a while. After all, we’ll be living as family from now on. I should be more magnanimous.”
Mao Ruoyu helped her to the table and chuckled. “Have you finally come to terms with it, Miss Cheng?”
“If I hadn’t, your stare would have been enough to make me lose my appetite. How could I possibly eat?” Cheng Yishi glanced outside. “Where’s Tianlu?”
“He’s doing his morning exercises, as usual. He just went out to buy some fresh ingredients. We need some poultry and meat to make nourishing medicinal cuisine.” Mao Ruoyu draped a robe over Cheng Yishi’s shoulders and smiled gently. “You need to nourish your body, Miss Cheng, so you won’t be so weak and listless all the time.”
“If your arms are too tired, shall I feed you?”
Cheng Yishi blushed slightly and glared at her playfully. “You vixen, you’ve found a good opportunity to tease me.”
“It’s rare to see you so soft and vulnerable, Miss Cheng. I couldn’t resist. Surely you’re not so petty as to continue arguing with me?”
Mao Ruoyu smiled, no longer teasing her, and turned to tidy up the messy bed.
Cheng Yishi sighed weakly and looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table, her eyes flickering. “This breakfast… how long did it take you to prepare?”
“I saw how much energy you two expended last night, so I woke up an hour early this morning to make this medicinal porridge. It’s quite mild and easy to digest. Just drink it.”
Looking at Mao Ruoyu, who was making the bed without turning around, Cheng Yishi rubbed her temples, her heart softening slightly.
This woman was truly a virtuous wife and mother, so gentle and considerate. No man could resist such tenderness. Even though she had initially been filled with resentment and jealousy, after just a few months of interacting with her, she had been gradually won over, unable to utter any harsh words.
Her charm was truly captivating.
However…
“You’ve changed since returning from Lunar Valley.”
Cheng Yishi held the warm bowl, her voice soft. “But I can’t quite put my finger on what’s different.”
“People change, and so have I.”
Mao Ruoyu smoothed out the wrinkles on the bed and turned around with a charming smile. “At least, I’ve finally embraced my true nature… thanks to Tianlu’s help.”
“True nature?”
Cheng Yishi’s heart stirred, recalling the beautiful woman she had seen last night during their passionate embrace. Her expression had indeed been slightly different from usual.
That bewitching smile had been quite memorable.
“Alright, drink your porridge while it’s still warm.” Mao Ruoyu smiled playfully. “I’ve added many nourishing ingredients. Perhaps it can help Miss Cheng… develop a bit more.”
“…”
Cheng Yishi paused.
Then, she picked up her spoon, her expression calm. “Next time, I’ll be sure to observe your ‘prowess,’ Madam Mao, and see how you use your natural charm to its fullest.”
The smile on Mao Ruoyu’s face froze.
…
On the bustling street.
With the New Year approaching, Changling County was lively and crowded. Pedestrians filled the streets, the sounds of hawkers and vendors echoing all around.
“It seems the county hasn’t been affected by Prince Pei’s son’s incident.”
Hua Shuya looked around curiously. The street scene was as bustling and noisy as ever.
The townspeople chatting by the roadside were mostly discussing everyday matters. Where to find the best food, where to find the cheapest prices, were still the most popular topics.
“Magistrate Tang has suppressed the news, so naturally, there’s no panic.”
Lin Tianlu, walking beside her, chuckled. “However, there are quite a few ‘unusual individuals’ on the streets.”
Not far ahead, a street performer was wielding a long saber, his movements swift and powerful, the clang of metal ringing out. His impressive martial arts skills drew gasps of admiration and applause from the passersby.
Hua Shuya couldn’t help but admire him. “This man has extraordinary skills. He must be a skilled martial artist.”
Although his movements seemed simple and straightforward, the aura he exuded was profound and long-lasting, suggesting he was at least a Pure Yang Realm cultivator.
“There are quite a few martial artists who have either been invited or have come after hearing the rumors.”
Lin Tianlu chuckled. “Changling will certainly be lively these days.”
“Indeed…”
“Eh! Mr. Lin, you’re back in Changling?”
As they passed by a vegetable stall, a middle-aged woman exclaimed in surprise.
Lin Tianlu turned around, a gentle smile on his face, and bowed. “Aunt Yang, it’s been a while. I just returned last night.”
“Wonderful! Wonderful!” The woman, known as Aunt Yang, beamed. “It’s good to have you back, Mr. Lin. We haven’t had a chance to properly thank you yet. It’s so good to see you… And you look even more handsome than before!”
“You’re too kind. My face hasn’t changed.” Lin Tianlu smiled, pointing at some fresh celery. “How much is this these days?”
“The harvest has been good lately, so the price is lower than usual. But since it’s for you, Mr. Lin, I can’t accept any money—”
“We’re neighbors, Aunt Yang. There’s no need to be so polite.”
Lin Tianlu quickly placed some copper coins on the stall, picked up the celery, and turned to leave.
But Aunt Yang called out to him with a worried expression. “Wait, Mr. Lin, about Miss Cheng…”
“Thank you for your concern, Aunt Yang, but the matter has been resolved. There’s no need to worry.”
“Ah?”
She was stunned.
After Lin Tianlu and Hua Shuya waved goodbye and left, she exclaimed, “That was resolved quickly.”
“So the misunderstanding has been cleared up?”
“As expected of Mr. Lin!”
The nearby vendors and townspeople murmured amongst themselves, having overheard their conversation.
“But thinking about it, Miss Cheng is truly a good match for Mr. Lin. They’re a perfect couple, talented and beautiful.”
“But that heroic young lady with the sword is also incredibly beautiful…”
…
Along the way, many neighbors and acquaintances greeted them warmly.
After buying two hens, Hua Shuya smiled faintly. “Senior, you’re truly loved and respected by the neighbors.”
“It’s always good to build good relationships. Besides, these neighbors are kind and honest people, worth befriending.”
Lin Tianlu, carrying the ingredients he had bought, smiled.
“…Hmm?”
Just then, both of them paused, looking towards the distance. They could see a crowd gathering, as if something had happened.
Chapter 242: Clear Skies and Bright Moon, Neighbourly Daily Life
Feeling the soft body pressed against him, Lin Tianlu paused.
But looking into her eyes, shimmering with desire, he understood her ardent passion.
They were in the throes of love, and after nearly half a month apart, she craved his affection and embrace. The romantic setting rekindled memories of their first night together in this very pavilion.
Though her feelings had been uncertain back then, that night had been a turning point in their relationship.
“Yishi…”
“No need for words.”
Cheng Yishi smiled tenderly, placing a finger on his lips. “Our wedding is near. Indulge my whim, just this once. I simply want to be close to you, Tianlu, and savor this beautiful night.”
Her eyes sparkled, her lips parted slightly, her breath warm against his skin.
Her thin nightgown slipped from her shoulder, revealing her smooth, jade-like skin, glowing in the moonlight.
Unlike Mao Ruoyu’s voluptuousness, Cheng Yishi’s delicate form held a unique allure.
No need for flowery words, just a shared glance, and the moonlit pavilion became a stage for their passionate reunion.
Soft moans drifted on the night air.
…
Meanwhile, on the other side of the residence…
Mao Ruoyu stepped out of Yun Yue’s room, closing the door gently, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She adjusted her slightly disheveled clothing.
Yun Yue seemed to be doing much better. Hopefully, this peaceful life would help her heal from her past trauma and embrace a new beginning.
Thinking of their future together…
“Hmm?”
Mao Ruoyu paused, a puzzled frown creasing her brow, as she looked down the corridor.
She could faintly hear soft moans in the distance, almost like a cat’s seductive purr.
Listening for a moment, a blush crept up her cheeks, and she muttered, “Shameless.”
“No wonder she was acting so strangely while we were bathing. That girl is a sly one!”
She touched her flushed cheeks, about to return to her room.
But her curiosity got the better of her, and after a moment of hesitation, she found herself drawn towards the sound. Biting her lip, she peeked around the corner and saw two figures intertwined in the pavilion.
“…”
The soft cries and murmurs, the alluring scent carried by the breeze, filled her with a strange mix of emotions.
There was a hint of jealousy and resentment, but also a strange thrill she couldn’t quite explain.
After a long pause, Mao Ruoyu found herself walking towards them, her steps involuntary.
Her silver hair gradually returned to its natural black.
…
The next morning.
Cheng Yishi awoke, slowly sitting up in bed, her nightgown slipping down her shoulder.
After a moment of disorientation, a blush crept up her cheeks, and she bit her lip, mortified. “How could I… I was so loud in front of that vixen…”
Perhaps due to exhaustion, she only remembered fragments of the night.
But those fragments were enough to make her cringe, wanting to hide under the covers.
But as she moved, she felt a soreness throughout her body, amplifying her embarrassment, her cheeks burning.
Creak!
The door opened, startling Cheng Yishi. She quickly pulled the covers over herself. “Who is it?!”
“Why so jumpy? It’s just us and Tianlu here.” Mao Ruoyu entered.
Cheng Yishi froze, memories of the night flooding back. “What are you doing here?” she mumbled, her tone awkward.
“You’ve been asleep for ages. I came to check on you.”
Mao Ruoyu was dressed demurely today, her hair neatly braided. She placed a tray of food on the table with a gentle smile. “I’m not sure what you like to eat, Miss Cheng, so I made some porridge and side dishes. Wash up and have some if you’d like.”
“You…”
Cheng Yishi’s expression was complex.
She actually had a fairly good impression of this woman.
She’d always appreciated Mao Ruoyu’s gentle nature, even entrusting her with caring for Lin Tianlu.
Their occasional bickering stemmed from jealousy, seeing their closeness.
And now, she was the one being cared for.
Mao Ruoyu chuckled. “Are you still too sore to get out of bed, Miss Cheng?”
Cheng Yishi’s eye twitched, and she immediately threw back the covers and got out of bed. Though her legs were wobbly, she managed to stand, gripping the bedpost for support.
“My, my, you’re more sensitive than I thought.” Mao Ruoyu rushed to help her, a mixture of amusement and concern in her voice. “If you’re not feeling well, just rest. I won’t laugh. I was just teasing.”
“I don’t appreciate being teased by my rival,” Cheng Yishi grumbled.
After a few steps, she sighed. “Fine. I suppose it’s alright for you to see me like this occasionally. After all, we’ll be family soon. I should be more magnanimous.”
Mao Ruoyu helped her to the table, chuckling. “Have you finally accepted it, Miss Cheng?”
“If I hadn’t, your stare would have ruined my appetite. How could I possibly eat?” Cheng Yishi glanced outside. “Where’s Tianlu?”
“He’s doing his morning exercises. He went out to buy fresh ingredients. We need some meat and poultry for nourishing dishes.” Mao Ruoyu draped a robe over Cheng Yishi’s shoulders, smiling gently. “You need to regain your strength, Miss Cheng, so you’re not always so weak and listless.”
“If your arms are tired, shall I feed you?”
Cheng Yishi blushed. “You vixen, you’re just looking for an opportunity to tease me.”
“It’s rare to see you so soft and vulnerable, Miss Cheng. I couldn’t resist. Surely you’re not so petty as to argue with me now?”
Mao Ruoyu smiled, no longer teasing her, and turned to make the bed.
Cheng Yishi sighed weakly, looking at the porridge and side dishes. “This breakfast… how long did it take you to make?”
“I saw how… energetic you two were last night, so I woke up an hour early to prepare this medicinal porridge. It’s quite mild. Just eat it.”
Looking at Mao Ruoyu making the bed, Cheng Yishi rubbed her temples, her heart softening.
This woman was truly a virtuous wife, so gentle and considerate. No man could resist such tenderness. Even filled with initial jealousy, after just a few months, she’d been won over, unable to utter any harsh words.
Her charm was disarming.
However…
“You’ve changed since returning from Lunar Valley.”
Cheng Yishi lifted the warm bowl, her voice soft. “But I can’t quite pinpoint how.”
“People change. It’s only natural.”
Mao Ruoyu smoothed the bedsheets, turning around with a charming smile. “At least, I’ve finally embraced my true nature… thanks to Tianlu.”
“True nature?”
Cheng Yishi recalled Mao Ruoyu’s expression last night during their passionate encounter. It had been different, a bewitching smile that lingered in her memory.
“Now, eat your porridge while it’s warm.” Mao Ruoyu smiled playfully. “I’ve added many nourishing ingredients. Perhaps it will help Miss Cheng… develop a bit more.”
“…”
Cheng Yishi paused.
Then, she calmly picked up her spoon. “Next time, I’ll be sure to witness your ‘prowess’ firsthand, Madam Mao, and see how you use your charm to its fullest.”
Mao Ruoyu’s smile faltered.
…
Out on the street…
With the New Year approaching, Changling County was bustling with activity. The streets were crowded with people, the sounds of hawkers and vendors filling the air.
“It seems the county hasn’t been affected by the incident with Prince Pei’s son.”
Hua Shuya looked around curiously. The street was as lively and chaotic as ever.
The townspeople chatting by the roadside were mostly discussing everyday matters, the best food, the cheapest prices, the usual topics.
“Magistrate Tang has suppressed the news, so naturally, there’s no panic.”
Lin Tianlu, walking beside her, chuckled. “However, there are a lot of ‘unusual individuals’ on the streets these days.”
Up ahead, a street performer was wielding a long saber, his movements swift and powerful, the clang of metal ringing through the air. His impressive martial arts drew gasps and applause from the crowd.
Hua Shuya was impressed. “He’s quite skilled. A true martial artist.”
Though his movements seemed basic, the aura he exuded was deep and steady, suggesting he was at least a Pure Yang Realm cultivator.
“There are quite a few martial artists in town, either by invitation or drawn by the rumors.”
Lin Tianlu chuckled. “Changling will certainly be lively for a while.”
“Indeed…”
“Oh! Mr. Lin, you’re back!”
As they passed a vegetable stall, a middle-aged woman exclaimed.
Lin Tianlu turned, a warm smile on his face, and bowed. “Aunt Yang, it’s been a while. I just returned last night.”
“Wonderful! Wonderful!” Aunt Yang beamed. “It’s so good to have you back, Mr. Lin. We haven’t had a chance to properly thank you. And you look even more handsome than before!”
“You’re too kind. My face hasn’t changed.” Lin Tianlu smiled, pointing at some celery. “How much is this today?”
“We had a good harvest, so the price is lower than usual. But since it’s for you, Mr. Lin, I can’t accept any money—”
“We’re neighbors, Aunt Yang. There’s no need for that.”
Lin Tianlu placed some copper coins on the stall, picked up the celery, and turned to leave.
But Aunt Yang called out, a worried expression on her face. “Wait, Mr. Lin, about Miss Cheng…”
“Thank you for your concern, but the matter has been resolved. There’s no need to worry.”
“Ah?”
She was stunned.
As Lin Tianlu and Hua Shuya waved goodbye, she exclaimed, “That was resolved quickly.”
“So the misunderstanding is cleared up?”
“As expected of Mr. Lin!”
Nearby vendors and townspeople murmured, having overheard their conversation.
“Thinking about it, Miss Cheng is a perfect match for Mr. Lin. A truly beautiful couple.”
“But that heroic young lady with the sword is also stunning…”
…
Along the way, many neighbors and acquaintances greeted them warmly.
After buying two hens, Hua Shuya smiled. “Senior, you’re truly beloved by the community.”
“It’s always good to be on good terms with your neighbors. Besides, they’re kind and honest people.”
Lin Tianlu, carrying the ingredients he’d bought, smiled.
“…Hmm?”
Just then, both of them paused, looking up the street. They could see a crowd gathering in the distance.
