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Shi Jin slept until evening, awakened by a thunderous roar. Upon opening his eyes, he saw Dujian's graceful figure standing by the window, bending over to close it. Her slender waist and rounded hips stretched the silk pants tightly, forming a smooth curve, resembling a ripe peach.
Shi Jin felt a rush of warmth in his heart, but his nose began to itch, and he sneezed.
Dujian was startled by the sound and turned to see that Shi Jin was awake. She let out a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and scolded, "You scared me to death!"
Unaware that the movement of her chest only stirred Shi Jin's feelings further, he instinctively rubbed his nose, relieved that it wasn't bleeding.
Dujian turned back to pull the window shut while complaining, "I told you not to go out. Look what happened; your cold has worsened!"
As she walked to the bedside, Shi Jin pulled her over suddenly. Dujian let out a soft gasp as she fell into Shi Jin's embrace, surrounded by his warm and fragrant presence.
Shi Jin laughed and asked, "Were you just scolding me behind my back?"
Dujian was taken aback and replied in surprise, "How... how did you know?"
She had indeed grumbled about Shi Jin after seeing Li Shishi. Realizing from Shi Jin's teasing smile that he was just joking with her, she felt a mix of embarrassment and amusement.
Shi Jin raised his hand and playfully slapped her pert bottom. Dujian's face flushed red with shame and anger as she struggled to get free.
Their bodies intertwined; Shi Jin noticed the glimmer in Dujian's eyes and her delicate face blushing like flower petals, igniting his desire.
Leaning down, he captured Dujian's cherry lips with his own. His hand slipped into her clothing, grasping her soft breast.
Caught off guard, Dujian let out a surprised sound, trembling with both shyness and shock as she stammered, "Shi Jin... don't..."
Having grown up together with deep feelings for each other, this was their first experience of such intimacy.
Shi Jin's actions suggested he wanted more than just affection. Although Dujian knew she would eventually give herself to him, his boldness made her feel uneasy.
Just as Dujian was feeling anxious, Shi Jin sneezed again.
This reminded Dujian to firmly press down on Shi Jin's mischievous hand and admonished him, "Shi Jin, don't mess around! If you hurt yourself, Madam will definitely punish me."
Seeing Dujian's shy yet resolute expression brought Shi Jin back to his senses as he silently scolded himself for being so eager.
At that moment, they heard Li Shishi's voice from outside: "Sister Dujian, I've made ginger tea for the young master."
Dujian was startled and quickly freed herself from Shi Jin's embrace. Shi Jin knew better than to continue teasing her now.
Dujian straightened her clothes and shot Shi Jin a glare before heading out to open the door.
Shi Jin looked at Dujian's swaying waist and curvy hips, feeling restless inside, and couldn't help but sigh that this young body was truly irresistible. Thinking about the sensation from earlier, he realized he had to find an opportunity to indulge in this peach.
Shi Jin casually picked up a book from the table and opened it, trying to cover up his thoughts. His gaze swept across the opening lines: "Luoyang is located in the center of the world, flanked by the obstacles of the Xiaoshan and Mian mountains, serving as a throat for Qin and Long, while Zhao and Wei converge here; it is indeed a place that all sides must contend for. When the world is at peace, there is no issue; when there is trouble, Luoyang will first bear the brunt of war. I have often said: 'The rise and fall of Luoyang reflects the governance and chaos of the world.'"
He found it somewhat interesting and glanced at the book title, "Record of Famous Gardens in Luoyang," authored by Li Gefei.
Li Gefei? That name sounds familiar.
Dujian opened the door and saw Li Shishi standing at the entrance with a tea bowl in her hands.
Dujian thought to himself how close he had come to being caught by this girl if he had given in to the young master just now; that would have been utterly embarrassing.
She composed herself and said, "You can take it in; I’ll go fetch some water for the young master."
Li Shishi glanced over, noticing Dujian's flushed cheeks and slightly disheveled hair. Coming from a brothel, she had her suspicions but kept her composure, lowering her eyes and responding affirmatively as she stepped aside.
As Li Shishi entered the room, she hesitated slightly; this new master didn’t seem like a proper gentleman at all. When she saw Shi Jin flipping through a book, she pouted slightly and thought to herself, what’s he pretending for? He’s got rouge on his face!
Shi Jin's gaze fell on Li Shishi, and an idea struck him as he sat up suddenly. Li Gefei, wasn’t that Li Qingzhao’s father?
In the Li Mansion, Li Qingzhao, now dressed as a woman, had been sitting at her desk for some time when a sudden thunderous roar brought her back to reality.
Today’s events were indeed quite strange; what started as an unintentional intervention in an injustice had unexpectedly led to a series of bizarre occurrences.
Her gaze returned to the poem she had read multiple times before; even so, her heart raced, and her back tingled. Looking out at the spring rain falling outside, she couldn’t help but murmur, “Which young man has such extraordinary aspirations!”
At that moment, there was a knock at the door. “Miss, the young master has arrived!”
Li Qingzhao responded with an "mm," stood up, but then flipped over the poem again.
This action was precisely noticed by Li Kang as he entered the room.
Li Kang pretended not to see and politely bowed, saying, “Sister.”
Li Qingzhao let out a sound and straightened her face, "Are you really willing to come back?"
Although the siblings were only two years apart, Li Qingzhao was exceptionally talented and strong-willed, while Li Kang had always been afraid of her since childhood.
Li Kang did not dare to retort and lowered his head in guilt.
Li Qingzhao gestured for him to sit down. Li Kang sat down sideways, feeling somewhat strange. Li Qingzhao only made a casual remark and did not continue the conversation.
"Sister, what do you want to call me for?"
Li Qingzhao pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Who is that Shi Dalang from the restaurant today?"
Li Kang was taken aback. Seeing Li Qingzhao's wandering gaze, he felt a stir in his heart; could it be...
Noticing that Li Kang remained silent but looked at her with a peculiar expression, Li Qingzhao inexplicably felt a mix of embarrassment and annoyance. She raised her eyebrows and scolded, "What are you looking at? I'm asking you a question!"
Li Kang was startled and quickly replied, "That Shi Da is called Shi Jin; he is Su Jian's cousin. As for the rest..."
He did not know much about Shi Jin either, but seeing Li Qingzhao's concerned demeanor, he thought carefully before saying, "I heard from Su Jian that he is reckless and good at fighting, but his literary talent..."
As he spoke, he shook his head and continued, "It seems a bit inconsistent; I don't know much more."
Li Qingzhao also felt somewhat confused upon hearing this. Her father, Li Gefei, had a respectful relationship with Su Shi and was not unfamiliar with the Su Family; she just did not know where Shi Jin had come from.
Li Kang curiously asked, "Sister, why are you inquiring about him?"
Li Qingzhao pondered for a moment before saying, "He is only a few years older than you but has great ambitions and aspirations; you... might as well get to know him."
Li Kang stole a glance at Li Qingzhao and noticed that her face turned slightly red as she spoke towards the end. It was evident that Li Qingzhao wanted to learn about Shi Jin but was too shy to say it directly.
Li Kang couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, but under Li Qingzhao's imposing presence, he could only pretend not to see it and nodded in agreement. After chatting casually for a few moments, Li Kang took his leave.
Li Qingzhao sat at the table, resting her chin on her hand as she gazed at the flickering candlelight. Her thoughts were chaotic, and she couldn't help but recall Zhao Yuhuan's words before parting. She couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head, "This crazy woman! How can she look like a princess?"
In Bianliang Palace, Zhao Yuhuan, who had been scolded as a "crazy woman" by Li Qingzhao, knelt beside a table. She had changed from her previous lively demeanor to one of calmness.
Sitting behind the table was a middle-aged man with a thin face who was examining a piece of paper with lyrics; it was indeed Shi Jin's work.
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