I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Li Mu pinched his brows and thought,

"Are you here to become my disciple as well?"

Just as he was about to go forward to open the door, his arm was grabbed by someone. He turned around and saw Shanshan with a strange look on her face and an anxious tone in her voice.

"Master, please don't let the young lady know that I have been here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and jumped out of the window.

Li Mu was immediately filled with question marks.

"Does it have to be like an affair? Pah, what kind of affair?"

He shook his head vigorously and walked forward to open the door.

I saw a shy girl in front of me, with slightly red cheeks and eyes full of autumn water. Her usual clothes were gone, and she was wearing a purple dress with dark patterns that trailed on the ground.

Li Mu was stunned for a moment.

"Won't you let me in?"

Hearing the soft and sweet voice, Li Mu came back to his senses and quickly moved aside to make way for the door.

In the room, the two stood facing each other. Zhao Chuyi lowered her head, pinching the hem of her skirt with her delicate hands. The rise and fall of her chest was clearly visible.

When Li Mu saw Zhao Chuyi enter the room, he didn't say anything. He just stood there, and he didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be stagnant, and you could hear a pin drop.

The two of them stayed like this, one looking at his toes, the other looking at her.

After a long time, Zhao Chuyi finally couldn't hold back any longer, took a few deep breaths, looked up at Li Mu, and said with a somewhat annoyed tone,

"You are standing there like a log. Do you expect a woman like me to take the initiative?"

Li Mu looked at the woman in front of him, who looked slightly angry. He was stunned for a moment and tried to speak.

"On the first day of the new year, I..."

"What are you talking about? Hey, shut up!"

However, before Li Mu could finish speaking, Zhao Chuyi stomped her feet, rushed towards Li Mu, put her arms around Li Mu's neck, and pressed her tender red lips against his.

Although Li Mu was caught off guard by the current situation, he was not the kind of person who did not understand romance, and he immediately responded to the girl's emotions.

Under the moonlight, two figures were entangled and moved to the bed as if they had a predetermined route.

Li Mu embraced the softness in his arms, and as he was leaning against her, he raised his hand to lower the curtain, and the atmosphere in the air gradually became charming.

After a long time, inside the curtain.

Li Mu cried out in pain, his tone somewhat depressed.

"Are you a dog? Why did you bite me!"

"You hurt me first!"

Not long after.

"Ah, why did you bite me again?"

"If you don't move, I'll leave, um~"

----

The next morning, outside the inn.

Shanshan looked at the inn with some reluctance, her tone was full of resentment.

"Miss, are you really not going to tell Master?"

Zhao Chuyi rolled her eyes at her in anger and said sourly:

"When did 'Young Master' become 'Master'?"

Shanshan scratched her head and smiled innocently:

"Just last night, Master agreed to accept me."

A trace of doubt flashed across Zhao Chuyi's eyes.

"No wonder I didn't see you last night. Didn't you say you were going to visit Prince Yan's mansion?"

Shanshan knew that she was not good at lying, and was afraid that Zhao Chuyi would find out that she already knew that Zhao Chuyi had gone to Li Mu's house last night, so she quickly flattered him:

"Miss, you look better today than you did yesterday."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Zhao Chuyi subconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek, and then she snorted when she thought of herself wearing a veil and a hat.

"You don't even know how to flatter."

However, just as he was about to take a step, his feet went weak and he almost stumbled.

Seeing this, Shanshan rushed forward to help, but was pushed away by Zhao Chuyi, who pretended to be calm and said:

"It's okay, I just didn't get enough rest."

Shanshan looked at Zhao Chuyi, who was staggering, and muttered with a grin,

"I'm going to be a maidservant, I'm very smart!"

----

Li Mu slept until noon before he slowly woke up.

He reached out to his side, but felt nothing. He suddenly opened his eyes and muttered,

"Oh, you scumbag!"

There was no trace of Zhao Chuyi around.

He stood up and picked up the clothes scattered on the ground. Thinking of the girl's perfect body last night, his heart suddenly became hot. He hurriedly shook his head and frowned, thinking,

"She seemed to say last night that she had been paid. That's ridiculous."

In Li Mu's opinion, feelings are feelings and compensation is compensation, how can they be confused? Thinking of this, he prepared to go next door to find Zhao Chuyi to talk it out.

While getting dressed, I caught a glimpse of a white handkerchief on the bedside table and picked it up to take a look.

The dots of "red plum" on the handkerchief startled Li Mu's eyes. He then folded it, put it in his arms, and muttered:

"Forget it, we are a family, there is no need to worry about these things."

After getting dressed neatly, Li Mu stroked his eyebrows proudly in front of the bronze mirror, looked at his own "beautiful face", nodded with satisfaction, and walked out the door.

----

Yanshan City, the palace, Li Mu’s courtyard.

Xiao Zhao held the porridge in his hand, looked at Su Yuwei who looked haggard, and advised softly:

"Miss Su, how can you not eat? If the master comes back and sees you so haggard, he will be distressed."

Su Yuwei's eyes were dull. After hearing Xiao Zhao's words, she tried hard to force a smile on her face.

"I have no appetite. Xiao Zhao, don't worry about me. I hurt the young master. He must hate me to death. How can I still have the face to see him?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao placed the bowl in front of Su Yuwei and said, trying hard to suppress his smile:

"If Miss Su really didn't want to see you, she would have left long ago. Why would she stay in this small courtyard?"

Hearing Xiao Zhao's joke, Su Yuwei's face turned red unconsciously, and then she heard Xiao Zhao say:

"Don't worry, as long as the young master knows that the misunderstanding has been resolved, he will come back immediately."

Su Yuwei frowned, her expression became a little solemn, she turned her head to look at Xiao Zhao, and said seriously:

"Do you believe what Uncle Shi said? Is it really just a misunderstanding?"

Su Yuwei's sudden question made Xiao Zhao's face look a little unnatural, and he was about to explain.

Su Yuwei reached out and grabbed Xiao Zhao's hand, staring at her with burning eyes, and pleaded:

"Xiao Zhao, do you know something? Can you tell me?"

Xiao Zhao hesitated for a moment, then spoke hesitantly.

"It's just some rumors among the maids and old women in the mansion. Those were things that happened a long time ago."

"Xiao Zhao!"

Su Yuwei put force on her palms and spoke with determination in her tone.

Xiao Zhao looked into Su Yuwei's eyes, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Zhao is stupid, but Xiao Zhao believes in you. Miss Su likes you so much, so it doesn't hurt to listen."

Afterwards, Xiao Zhao told Su Yuwei everything that happened in Qingfeng Mountain ten years ago. He kept observing Su Yuwei's expression. When he finished telling the whole story, he saw that Su Yuwei was still frowning and silent, and he felt a little nervous.

"Oh no, Miss Su doesn't really think that the young master would do such a thing, right? What should I do? What should I do? If Miss Su misunderstands, Xiao Zhao will have made a big mistake."

Xiao Zhao was muttering to himself when he saw Su Yuwei's brows relax. She stood up quickly, turned around and walked towards the door.

Xiao Zhao quickly hugged Su Yuwei's slender waist, anxiously saying,

"Miss Su, please don't leave. The young master is not that kind of person. You have to believe him. These are just rumors made up by the servants."

"Who said I'm leaving?"

Su Yuwei turned her head and looked at Xiao Zhao, puzzled.

Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment, then his face brightened, he let go of Su Yuwei's hand, and asked with lingering fear:

"Then why is Miss Su going there in such a hurry?"

"Go and chop off that gossipy old woman!"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao hurriedly hugged Su Yuwei's slender waist and shouted quickly:

"My mother-in-law passed away five years ago. She is buried outside the city. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see her."

Su Yuwei patted the hands around her waist, signaling Xiao Zhao to let go.

Xiao Zhao shook his head vigorously and motioned Su Yuwei to sit back first.

Immediately, Su Yuwei no longer cared about Xiao Zhao who was still holding her, and dragged her out the door, saying angrily:

"Let me go, or I'll dig up the grave of that old woman with a long tongue, let me go!"

Xiao Zhao desperately pulled Su Yuwei, begging with tears in her eyes:

"Grandma must have been deceived by someone with ulterior motives. Besides, Xiao Zhao was raised by Grandma, just like Xiao Zhao's mother. Miss Su, please don't dig Grandma's grave."

Su Yuwei paused, stopped, sighed deeply, turned around and looked at Xiao Zhao.

"I'm not going, and you won't let me go."

Before Xiao Zhao let go, Su Yuwei suddenly felt someone attacking her chest, her cheeks felt wet, and a teasing voice came to her ears.

"Why are you so angry, young lady? You've grown up again. Come, let me smell you again!"

Seeing this, Su Yuwei covered her chest with one hand, pushed away the approaching lips with the other hand, and glared at the person in shame and anger.