Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si took Rong Li's hand and entered.

"Shopkeeper, come to a guest room." A silver ingot was slapped neatly on the table.

Rong Li was just about to say something about two rooms, but he was stuck in his mouth and did not say it out.

He was silent for a moment and stood quietly next to Yun Si, holding her hand silently and never letting go.

The two people looked so intimate that they were obviously a young couple, and no further explanation was needed.

The shopkeeper took one look at the silver and immediately smiled, bending down and saying, "It's a coincidence that our guest has come. Just in time, there is only one good guest room left in the shop."

"Please come upstairs, sir." He took the silver away and then led Yun Si and the others upstairs.

The walkway upstairs is actually a bit narrow, making it difficult for two people to walk side by side.

So Yun Si walked in front and Rong Li walked in the back, which was quite harmonious.

As the store owner led them away, a handsome man walked towards them.

The man came with a white fan in his hand and his hands behind his back, his eyebrows were noble and his posture was calm.

From the looks of it, the background seems extraordinary.

Yun Si had no interest in him and walked straight past him.

But beautiful beauties can always attract unnecessary glances.

The man looked at her with interest, looked her up and down, and there seemed to be more surprise in his eyes.

Although they were just passing by for a moment, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he had some interest in her.

Rong Li tightened his hands and his obsidian eyes seemed to darken.

He quickened his pace, took Yun Si's hand and pulled her into the house.

"Bang -" the door was closed with some force.

Yun Si looked at him confused, "What's wrong? Mr. Xian."

The scholar, who was strict and polite in every word and deed, grabbed her wrist and looked at her quietly without saying a word.

After a while, he let go of her and said calmly, "It's nothing."

Yun Si felt that he was strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange about him.

Seeing him put down his luggage quietly, she also put down her small baggage and put it on top of his luggage.

Sitting on the stool comfortably, I poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

"Mr. Sir, let's have a rest tonight and set off tomorrow morning."

Rong Li glanced at the bed in the room silently, and suddenly asked,

"How can two people sleep on one bed?"

He seemed to be asking questions knowingly.

Yun Si sat at the table, poured herself another cup of tea, and spoke in a natural tone,

"Of course my husband sleeps inside and I sleep outside."

"What? Is my husband shy?" She raised her red lips and spoke in a more coquettish tone.

Rong Li's originally calm face blushed slightly and turned his face randomly.

Holding the tea she handed over with stiff fingers, her voice was low,

"If men and women don't have sex, it would be better for me to sleep on the ground."

Yun Si raised her eyebrows, tilted her cheeks with a smile, and her eyes seemed to be frivolous.

She didn't say much, but her smile was a little deep.

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At night, when she was bathing and changing clothes, Yun Si put her skirt on a shelf beside her, and then she lay down in the tub and took a peaceful bath.

Through a shallow screen, she squinted her eyes slightly and could almost see the scholar sitting upright on the table under the candlelight.

The scholar's body is covered with a hazy light and shadow, his face is warm and white, and his finger bones are slender.

He had his back to the screen, a book in his hand, and was still reading.

No matter what sound Yun Si made, he remained motionless and unresponsive.