Chapter 77 Male Second, Shen Qingshu
When he gets mad, he's as crazy as a wild horse. He drank in the front yard today. Judging from his attitude, he won't give up until he makes her half dead tonight.

I really regretted making such a careless promise to him just now just to avoid his entanglement.

The little woman wanted to escape, but when she glanced at the door he had locked, it was obviously impossible.

"Don't worry, it won't be too much." Lu Ji saw the little woman's thoughts, walked up to her, glanced at her, and opened his thin lips slightly: "It's been so long, are you still so scared?"

The little woman lowered her head in shame, the corner of her clothes being pinched by her little hands was almost twisted into a knot by her, and her voice was as low as a mosquito's hum: "No more than twice."

Lu Ji deliberately asked: "What are you talking about? I didn't hear it clearly."

The little woman's clear eyes looked up at him quickly like a frightened deer, then quickly lowered her head again. This time her voice was a little louder than before: "You can't ask for too much. I really can't bear it."

Lu Ji was happy. He held her in his arms, one hand around her slender waist, and said, "It's indeed a little weak."

Then he teased her, "Starting tomorrow, let the maids feed you five meals a day."

"I won't do that." She pouted, "If I get fat, I won't be beautiful anymore."

He looked at her sideways and teased her: "Are you worried that I will dislike you?"

She smiled, looked at him with clear eyes, and asked, "Will you?"

He laughed, his smile was devilish and mischievous: "As long as you don't cry all the time in bed, then it won't happen."

As he spoke, he leaned over and picked the person up horizontally. He weighed her and murmured, "Too light. She is really very delicate. You can't blame me for crying."

"Let's take a shower together," he said.

The little woman wrapped her slender arms around his neck, buried her head deeply in his broad arms, and let him be carried to the bathroom.

He first took off his clothes and went into the water. His strong bronze back was immersed in the warm water, full of masculine aura.

He looked at her, stretched out his arms to her, and said in a hoarse but gentle voice: "Come here, don't be afraid."

The little woman was wearing a moon-white gauze dress, her delicate and mysterious body was looming. As he slowly held her and immersed her in the water, the gauze dress was soaked in warm water and stuck to her body tightly, instantly making her look full of spring light.

The water vapor made her little face even more flushed. He pressed her against the marble wall of the pool and leaned over to kiss her lips.

This time he was very gentle, pushing open her teeth with the tip of his tongue and guiding her softly. When she was in a state of confusion and confusion, he pushed forward and entered.

She climbed onto his neck, and he held her steadily, floating up and down in the warm water. When she turned around, she didn't cry, but seemed to be very pleased, and leaned on his broad shoulders, moaning softly.

That was all. He put on his shirt loosely, wrapped her tightly with a towel, and carried her back to the big pear blossom bed.

The little guy seemed to have tasted a little sweetness and took the initiative to come up again.

The tender white body feels soft in the hands.

The man felt very uncomfortable but he tried his best to endure it. He didn't go too far and continued to guide her little by little.

He exerted force within the limits of what she could bear, and when she couldn't bear it anymore, he would stop, let her slow down, and then continue on.

They kept on and off until the middle of the night. Although it took a long time, she didn't cry this time. Afterwards, he leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Is this okay?"

The little woman's face turned red with shame, and she buried her head in his arms, too embarrassed to come out.

Without allowing her to put on clothes, the man embraced her warm and soft body and fell into a deep sleep.

On the second day, we went to the private school. We had classes in the morning. In the afternoon, the old teacher who taught policy essays took us to the front hall of the private school to listen to the policy essays of the scholars on the male side, which broadened the horizons of the girls.

There are many students in the boys' school, most of whom are descendants of the Lu family, and some are children of family friends of the nobles. There are also many poor scholars. The Lu family will select poor scholars with talent and promise, and provide them with the qualification to study in private schools for free, so that these children can become disciples of the Lu family and enter officialdom in the future after passing the imperial examinations, that is, they are the Lu family's disciples.

Therefore, aristocratic families like the Lu family have disciples all over the world.

The men's school has policy debates every month, and the teachers will select outstanding students to have two-on-one debates as well as group debates.

In this world, people's customs are relatively open, and there are no particularly strict ethical codes such as different seats for men and women. The men's school has policy discussions, Cuju, polo, etc., and the women's school can also come and watch the games.

Today is a group discussion. We are divided into two groups, each with five people. The topic given by the teacher is: "Should I appoint a leader? Should I appoint a virtuous person?"

Now the throne was vacant, with the death of Prince Qin, Prince Xuanchen was implicated, and even Concubine Chen was shunned by the Saint. The ministers who had originally placed their hopes on Prince Ning, the son of Concubine Chen, had to find another way out. The eldest prince, Prince Jin, and the third prince, Prince Qi, naturally became the hottest candidates for the throne.

It is already summer and the autumn examination is just around the corner. This hot topic has naturally become an examination question that scholars all over the world cannot avoid.

The debate was intense, and the ladies watching from the audience were also watching attentively.

"Sixth sister, is that scholar in blue a member of our clan?" The fifth girl leaned over to whisper in the sixth girl's ear.

The young man that the fifth girl mentioned was the most outstanding among all the scholars. He looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with an elegant temperament and a handsome face. He was a typical handsome man.

The fifth lady glanced at the sixth lady and whispered, "That person's name is Shen Qingshu, he is the nephew of a minor official, and he was recommended by Mr. Su."

As she spoke, she pointed to the fourth young lady from the East Palace who was sitting not far away, and smiled, "Fourth sister is sure that he will pass the imperial examination this year, and she is already preparing to find a son-in-law for him."

The fifth girl also covered her mouth and chuckled when she heard this: "He is extremely talented, has a sharp mind, and is handsome. This Shen will definitely pass the imperial examination this autumn. Oh! We are going to have another distinguished guest coming into our family."

The second daughter of the second branch of the mansion was the one who was chosen as a son-in-law from the list of successful candidates. When powerful families marry their daughters, the main priority is to marry them to someone of equal social status, but scholars with great prospects are also the favorites that the powerful and wealthy fight over.

The debate on the field has reached its climax. Shen Qingshu is ready to engage in a debate with everyone. With his profound knowledge and sharp eloquence, he has overwhelmed the other scholars and can be said to be a standout.

"Such a good boy, when he passes the imperial examination, he will be very popular." Miss Liu smiled and said, "I want to take the initiative."

The Fifth Lady said, "You didn't make the first move. I heard from my eldest sister-in-law that my twelfth aunt came to beg her a while ago, hoping that my eldest sister-in-law would mediate and recruit Shen Qingshu as a son-in-law and marry her ninth lady to him. The twelfth aunt also said that if Shen Qingshu was willing, she would be willing to give the ninth lady a dowry of ten miles of red dowry."

"How could Twelve Aunt do this? The Autumn Examination hasn't even started yet, and she's already taken action?" Upon hearing this, the Fourth Young Lady of the East Mansion hurried over and grabbed the Sixth Young Lady to ask, "Did Master Shen agree?"

Glancing at the anxious look of the Fourth Miss, the Sixth Miss couldn't help but burst out laughing and replied, "I don't know about that." Then she joked, "If the Fourth Sister is anxious, why not take the initiative and go back to tell the Third Aunt to take out the Ten Miles of Red Makeup to compete with the Twelve Aunt."

The fourth girl turned her head and glanced at the handsome and elegant Shen Qingshu on the stage, humming, "Just say it, can't I take out the ten-mile red makeup?"

(End of this chapter)