Su Xiaoqi had already experienced Shen Yun's thick skin.
But she didn't know that a person's thick skin could be without limit.
Just like Shen Yun now, they were discussing something disadvantageous to him, when unexpectedly he came around from behind, encircled her, and his grip was so strong that she couldn't struggle.
Facts proved that as long as Shen Yun wanted, Su Xiaoqi was never his match.
Defeated by repeated real-life experience, Su Xiaoqi no longer had the will to resist.
Moreover, it had to be admitted that Shen Yun's kissing skills were superb; whenever he wished, he could make her fall into a daze without reason.
Especially at this moment, Shen Yun was exceptionally gentle, making her feel as if she were in the clouds, soft and floating, her hands unable to find solid ground.
Her entire heart was light and airy, forcing her to rely on his body to maintain her balance.
Shen Yun probed and advanced bit by bit, like a bee collecting nectar, first stopping gently, then slowly drawing, this kiss was as sweet as honey.
After the kiss, Shen Yun whispered close to Su Xiaoqi's earlobe, "My lady, do not be anxious. I will handle this matter."
Su Xiaoqi gave Shen Yun a glare, believing his lies.
Her eyes flowed, devoid of any deterrence; instead, they were alluring, inviting imagination.
"My lady..." Shen Yun's voice turned hoarse, and he suddenly picked Su Xiaoqi up horizontally, slowly approaching the bed, and gently set her down.
Su Xiaoqi's body suddenly lifted, startling her into hastily clinging to his neck.
The two were tightly intertwined, breathing each other's air, with me in you and you in me.
Only when her back touched the solid bed did her heart settle.
But it quickly rose again.
Because Shen Yun was changing his clothes.
After taking off his own, he reached for her waist belt.
What was he going to do?
Su Xiaoqi was startled, her face instantly losing all color.
The imperial examination results were not out yet; was he going to break his promise?
Su Xiaoqi was so scared she closed her eyes, not yet having figured out how to refuse.
Shen Yun's fingers lingered between her body, deliberately slowing down, allowing Su Xiaoqi to clearly see his every move.
But for some reason, Su Xiaoqi didn't stop him.
She closed her eyes, her long lashes casting a large shadow beneath them, gently trembling with her breath.
Her skin was as smooth as frost and as white as snow, her face exquisitely beautiful.
Shen Yun sighed, realizing that at some point, his lady had grown so beautiful.
His hand stroked her collarbone little by little, then along her chin upwards, his slightly rough fingers tracing her features.
"Xiaoqi, you are truly beautiful," Shen Yun's voice was hoarse and light, sounding like stepping on the beach in thin ears, soft and lazy, making the heart flutter.
She slowly opened her eyes, Shen Yun's kiss landed on her long lashes, instantly causing a layer of mist to form in her eyes.
Shen Yun, who was clear under the lamp, became blurry.
In this amorous atmosphere, a slight impulse also arose in her heart.
She tilted her head up, lightly pecked Shen Yun's thin lips, and before he could react, she quickly slipped to his corner of the mouth.
To his chin, to his cheeks, to his deep, dark eyes, then to his full, straight forehead, even moving to his ear, mischievously nibbling his earlobe.
Facts proved that the earlobe was the most sensitive spot for many people.
Shen Yun was no exception.
He let out a low roar, accompanied by heavy breaths and the woman's soft, happy laughter, which blended into a beautiful melody in the night.
The two were entwined for a long time, but ultimately, they did not do what they were supposed to do.
Shen Yun was a gentleman; he would naturally keep his word.
At worst, he would take a cold shower in the bathroom in the middle of the night.
The absurd playfulness of the previous night caused Su Xiaoqi to oversleep the next day.
Shen Yun, however, rose as punctual as an alarm clock at the first watch of the morning.
As Shen Yun got up, Su Xiaoqi quietly looked up at him, but Shen Yun lightly patted her, telling her to sleep a little longer. She nodded sleepily, rolled up the covers, and continued to sleep.
To the extent that Zhang Yu had already gone out to gather intelligence and returned.
Su Xiaoqi was still deeply engrossed in conversation with Duke Zhou in her quilt.
She was jolted awake by the news Zhang Yu brought.
"Mistress, Mistress, the good show is about to begin."
"Mmm, what good show?" Su Xiaoqi was half-asleep.
"Princess Qionghua, Princess Qionghua has clashed with the Yong'an Marquis's estate. Early this morning, she led a large group of people to the Yong'an Marquis's estate, saying they had slandered her and that she would report them to the palace."
Su Xiaoqi blinked her eyes, then fully awoke.
This was exactly the advice she had given the Grand Princess when she was at the Grand Princess's residence yesterday.
She had thought the Grand Princess would wait a few more days before doing this, but she was too impatient.
Alas, this is why a mother becomes strong; never underestimate a mother's anger, especially a Grand Princess who can't find anywhere to vent her frustrations.
Actually, Su Xiaoqi wasn't very interested in how Princess Qionghua and the Yong'an Marquis's estate clashed.
What she cared about was whether the Grand Princess had achieved her goal after doing so much.
"I heard the Grand Princess took the people from the Yong'an Marquis's estate directly to the Empress.
Since they dared to go with the Grand Princess, they must have said everything."
As for what they said, neither of them cared; it was nothing more than what they had encountered.
Moreover, Su Xiaoqi felt no guilt in dragging the Yong'an Marquis's estate into this.
First of all, she was merely using their own methods against them.
The Yong'an Marquis's estate might not have been so clean in the matter of Princess Huian.
After all, among those who had bullied Princess Huian, there was someone surnamed Liu.
And as Princess Huian's relatives, they might not have been completely unaware.
Just as Du Yiyi had said, she had heard about Princess Huian being bullied more than once or twice.
Thinking that she, who rarely returned to the capital once a year, had heard of this.
It was just that she had never seen it with her own eyes.
How could those noble ladies who stayed in the capital year-round not know, but no one dared to say it to the Grand Princess.
"You keep an eye on the progress of this matter and see how things are going."
Su Xiaoqi had no intention of going out today, but she needed to prepare all the necessary items for her shop, which was set to open tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, just as Su Xiaoqi finished tidying her clothes and makeup, a woman arrived.
She was accompanied by only a young maid and stood alone at the entrance of the Su residence by the Hat Alley.
At first, she said nothing, just knocked on the door.
When the gatekeeper saw her through the small peephole of the door ring, he immediately pretended not to see her, as he had received orders, and hid in the gatehouse.
If any other girl saw such a scene, she would have been so ashamed that she would have left immediately.
But Fang Gu was no ordinary girl.
She had grown up in that environment, seen the vicissitudes of life, so such cold treatment was nothing to her.
Instead, it ignited her fighting spirit further; the other party hiding from her meant they were afraid of her.
She stood there stubbornly, her maid and she persistently knocking on the door.
Whether it was intentional or not, a crowd had gradually gathered around the mistress and her maid.
At first, they just stopped to watch, no one saying anything.
But as time went on, gossip began to stir.
In small groups and clusters, they squeezed together, exchanging information.
"Hey, Zhang family, do you know what's going on with this household?"
"How would I know? I'm not that bored to not do business."
"Relax, relax. I say one thing, you say ten; I really can't compare to you."
"If you want to know, why not go up and ask."
Someone suggested this, and immediately several gossipy middle-aged women crowded over.
"Girl, why are you standing at someone's door?" The woman who asked the question was in her thirties.
Her skin was dry and dark, and although her voice was very soft when she asked, the smile on her face carried an irresistible element of gossip.
Fang Gu was a very clever woman; from the moment she was locked out, she was determined not to leave.
She was even aiming to use public opinion to help her achieve her goal.
She wanted to attract all the neighbors around and use their tendency to watch the fun to blow things up, so the Shen family, to protect their reputation, would naturally invite her in.
However, it was easier to invite a god than to send one away.
If she got in, she wouldn't leave easily.
Fang Gu didn't fight battles she wasn't sure of; she was prepared today.
She had already inquired, and the Yun Lang she fancied, like one of her previous clients, Master Zhu, was the top scholar in the provincial examination.
According to rumors in the market, with his talent, he was bound to achieve good results in this imperial examination. If she could catch his eye and follow him, her future days would be much better.