Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

After three days and three nights, we finally arrived at Dayue City. As expected of a prosperous capital, the streets were bustling with traffic, restaurants lined both sides, and pedestrians were shoulder to shoulder.

After getting off the carriage, Qingsheng held Ranmo's hand tightly, fearing that she would get lost. Because they had not sent any letters before coming, they could only take a ride back home.

Fortunately, Qingsheng was familiar with the place and called a small, exquisite carriage near the station. The two of them got in and headed to Qingsheng's home.

Ranmo's mother had brought her to Dayue City when she was a child, but she didn't have a deep impression of it. The city had changed a lot over the years, with commerce flourishing and a constant stream of foreigners visiting for business, making it feel like being in a foreign land.

Soon, the carriage turned from the bustling city into a wide alley, and then entered a large courtyard area with deep houses. This was probably the area where the nobles and wealthy lived.

The carriage stopped at a grand mansion. Qingsheng opened the curtain and got out first, then took Ranmo's hand and helped her down.

Ran Mo paused and looked up. On the plaque above the door were written two large characters "Chu Mansion".

Before Qingsheng could shout, a servant ran out from the gate, took a look, turned around and shouted inside, "The prince is back!" Then he quickly ran to Qingsheng, greeted him respectfully and helped with the luggage.

Ran Mo's heart skipped a beat. "Young Master"—this was the title of the ideal husband that so many young girls dreamed of and longed for.

Another group of people rushed out of the gate. When they approached Qingsheng, they greeted him with greetings and laughter, as if it were a festive occasion. Ranmo thought to himself, this Qingsheng is quite popular.

A girl who looked like a maid said frankly: "Master, we really miss you these days." Qingsheng smiled and talked to them casually.

The little girl immediately spotted Ran Mo and looked him up and down. Qing Sheng generously introduced him to them as Young Master Yun, a very good friend of his.

Seeing that it was the prince's friend, those people were also happy and greeted Ran Mo with concern. Ran Mo was somewhat touched and did not feel the embarrassment and loneliness that he had worried about.

Qingsheng looked towards the main house and asked, "Where is my father?" "Unfortunately, the master has been out of town on business these days. It's not certain when he will be back. If the young master needs anything, we will send a fast horse to deliver the message." The servant replied.

"No need. It's nothing serious, I just came back to visit." After saying that, he took Ran Mo to his room. He wanted her to have a good rest after the long journey.

Following the carved corridor to a side room, Qingsheng made a gesture of invitation. Ranmo smiled and followed him inside.

The room was spacious and tidy, with several vases and a large fish tank placed on the shelf, and bright red fish swimming in the water, looking elegant and lively.

Ranmo glanced at Qingsheng and said, "I didn't expect your house to be so tidy." Qingsheng scratched his head, looking proud.

The servant chimed in, "Ever since the young master came back last time, he's told me to tidy up his room and get it ready. I guess it's to welcome Master Yun."

Qingsheng turned and glared at him, annoyed by his talkativeness. Ranmo chuckled inwardly. It wasn't a big deal. For a martial arts-trained boy, it wouldn't be right for his house to be too tidy.

After the servant brought over the tea and wash basin, Qingsheng sent them out. The room became their own world again.

Qingsheng whispered, "Will you sleep with me tonight?" "No need. I'd better be careful when I get to your house," Ranmo said hurriedly. Qingsheng didn't force it this time. He just said that Ranmo should stay in the adjacent west wing.

At this time, the servant outside the door said that the clothes for changing were ready and they were waiting for the two young masters to take a bath and change clothes.

Qingsheng said to Ranmo with a smile: "Let's go, let's go take a shower together." Ranmo then remembered that after a long journey, she naturally needed to wash up after returning home. However... she didn't have time to think about it, and was dragged away by Qingsheng.

Arriving in front of a house backed by a high wall, Qingsheng introduced it to Ranmo, "This is the mandarin duck bath I mentioned to you before. It's quite spacious inside."

Ran Mo was still hesitating, but was dragged inside by Qing Sheng. "Hurry up, I haven't washed in several days, I can't stand it anymore."

Upon entering, I saw, as Qingsheng had described, two spacious, exquisitely shaped baths connected end to end, separated only by a curtain. The baths were paved with smooth white marble tiles. Such grandeur was only found in the homes of the rich.

After having the servants put away their clothes and toiletries, Qingsheng kicked them all out. One handsome servant said with a hint of grievance, "Master, you won't let us scrub your back anymore?" Qingsheng ignored him and sent them all out.

Then, Qingsheng took Ranmo's hand and took them to the pool to take off their clothes. He said that they hadn't been able to go to the bathhouse in Xiaoyue City last time, so today he wanted Ranmo to experience the bathhouse and hot water in his bathhouse.

Ran Mo was a little breathless, and the steam rising from the pool made her face sweat. She weakly resisted, and asked Qing Sheng in a trembling voice: "Aren't there two pools? Can't we wash in each side?"

"Good brothers should bathe together. We can scrub each other's backs. Don't be shy." Qingsheng said openly. Later, he whispered in Ranmo's ear, "Why, are you afraid you can't beat me?"

Ran Mo was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the ground. Her mind raced as she thought of a solution. She said, "You don't understand this. I'm well-read and follow the teachings of etiquette. According to the Master's teachings, whether it's eating or bathing, certain etiquette rules must be followed, such as not eating meat that is not of the right quality.

This is my first time at your house, and seeing such a grand bathhouse, I need to be more polite. I also really want to experience the feeling of washing on each side. Can you fulfill my wish?

After finishing this long speech, Ran Mo was sweating profusely. Whether he would listen or not was entirely up to fate.

Qingsheng listened attentively, half believing and half doubting that taking a bath would involve so many formalities. However, if Ranmo said it was necessary, then it must be necessary. She was well-versed in many matters.

Originally, I was just trying to play around with Ranmo. Since she was so insistent, I didn't force her. After telling Ranmo some bathing instructions, I went over there to change clothes.

Ranmo glanced around and spotted a thick curtain between the two pools, tied at the edge with ropes. He immediately went over to untie the curtain and stretched it across the pools, covering them completely. Now he didn't have to worry about exposing himself while changing clothes or bathing.

Seeing her behavior, Qingsheng thought she was shy, so he smiled and said nothing more.

The two of them washed in peace, each on their own side. This large bathtub was comfortable, much better than the tub at home, and since I hadn't showered in days on the road, this bath was truly refreshing.

Ran Mo was enjoying the pleasure of bathing in the misty air, but he did not forget to end it as soon as possible to avoid Qing Sheng coming over to ask about it later.

But when they were halfway through the wash, Qingsheng said through the curtain that he couldn't rub his back and wanted Ranmo to help. This was the truth, as the servant had always rubbed it for him before.

Ran Mo was startled and said that it would be done soon. But Qing Sheng pulled back the curtains that separated them, revealing the scenes on both sides.

Ran Mofen's face turned pale and she thought something was wrong. Fortunately, she was facing away from him and quickly clamped her arms together to protect her two brackets.

Qingsheng stood up naked from the pool over there, dripping with water all over his body as he stepped onto the steps in the pool. He was about to come over here and ask Ranmo to help him rub his back, and he also rubbed Ranmo's back.

Ran Mo was embarrassed and anxious, crying out in a sobbing voice: "You are so lucky! Please let me go..."

Qingsheng didn't hear what she said clearly, but he stopped anyway, thinking Ranmo wanted him to wait.

After finally gaining a moment to catch her breath and respond, Ranmo could no longer use the old master's teachings as an excuse. She simply threw herself into the fight. She wanted to demonstrate her own experience.