Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 70 Sharing a Bed

The courtyard was completely silent.

Luo Qingfeng stood at the door, feeling quite embarrassed.

Just as I was thinking of opening the door to leave, a tall figure suddenly walked out of the house wearing a coat.

The bright moonlight shone down on her.

The figure had long, flowing black hair, a high chest, slightly exposed skin, and two faint blushes on her cheeks. Her eyes looked at him with a half-smile.

Just as Luo Qingfeng was about to explain, Nightingale glanced at the gate behind him that had been locked and deliberately asked, "Did you climb over the wall to get in?"

Luo Qingfeng quickly said, "No, I..."

"that is!"

Nightingale interrupted him, ignoring his explanation, and said, "Let's go inside, it's cold outside."

Luo Qingfeng wanted to say something more, but seeing that she had already turned and gone into the house, he hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to follow her in.

Nightingale paused at the door of the room for a moment before pushing it open and going inside.

Luo Qingfeng stopped at the doorway, immediately catching the faint fragrance of a young girl wafting from the room. He then saw the figure inside with long, flowing hair, graceful and alluring, and dared not take another step forward.

Nightingale lit the oil lamp on the table, turned to look at him, and seeing him standing there dumbfounded in the doorway, couldn't help but smile and say, "What's wrong? Afraid to come in?"

Luo Qingfeng looked embarrassed and explained at the door, "When I got back, the library was already closed. I originally came out to find an inn to rest, and then... somehow, I ended up here. I just wanted to look around from the doorway..."

The nightingale laughed, "Why do you only dare to peek from the doorway? If you come in, do you think I'll eat you up?"

Seeing that she looked even more charming and alluring under the lamplight, Luo Qingfeng didn't dare to say anything more and quickly said, "I didn't mean anything by it, I was just passing by. Um... it's getting late, you should get some rest, I..."

"Would you rather go to a brothel?"

"Nightingale suddenly said."

Luo Qingfeng was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly said, "How could I possibly go to a place like that?"

Nightingale raised an eyebrow slightly: "But you have a very strong scent about you."

Luo Qingfeng quickly lowered his head and sniffed, then immediately realized what had happened and explained, "When I came out to look for an inn, I passed by a few brothels and was pulled by the women at the door. That's probably when I got infected... I really haven't been there, I swear."

Nightingale scoffed, "A man's vows are the least reliable. As far as I know, whether they are scholars or cultivators, as long as they are men, they will visit brothels."

Luo Qingfeng said, "Anyway, I've never been there."

He then added, "I haven't been separated from you for long. I went straight back to the library and then came here. There wasn't enough time for that round trip."

A smile appeared on Nightingale's lips as she said, "Maybe it'll be enough."

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

A moment of silence.

Nightingale suddenly looked at him with a deep gaze and said, "It's the middle of the night, and now that you're already in, are you going to leave? Even if you leave, my reputation will be ruined, and it will be even more embarrassing. Even A'Crow will laugh at me."

"Sister Nightingale..."

"Go take a shower."

Nightingale covered her nose and said with some disgust, "You smell terrible. I could smell it while we were eating."

Luo Qingfeng was immediately filled with embarrassment.

He had been cultivating all day and hadn't taken a bath yet.

"I'll go boil some water."

Nightingale smiled as she left the room, brushing past him. A strand of her hair, like a gentle breeze, brushed against his neck, tickling him. The delicate fragrance of a maiden fresh from her bath also wafted into his nose, causing something within him to become instantly uncontrollable.

"Come help me add firewood!"

The girl called out softly from the courtyard.

Luo Qingfeng paused for a moment before leaving the house and entering the kitchen.

"Sister Nightingale..."

"Don't talk, add firewood! Crow never talks when he adds firewood; talking is annoying."

"..."

Luo Qingfeng sat down at the stove and silently started a fire and added firewood.

The nightingale scooped water from the jar, poured it into the pot, then put the lid on and looked at him.

Luo Qingfeng looked up and met her eyes, saying, "Sister Nightingale..."

Nightingale suddenly put on a stern face and said, "Don't call me 'Sister Nightingale' anymore. I'm not older than you!"

Then she added, "Grandma wants to urge me to get married soon, and she keeps referring to my age according to the traditional Chinese age reckoning. I'm only eighteen this year, so you're not allowed to call me 'sister' anymore!"

Luo Qingfeng thought for a moment and could only say, "Aying..."

"Hmph, calling me so affectionately, you're definitely up to something naughty. I'm not going to talk to you!"

After saying that, she twisted her slender waist and left the kitchen.

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

The flames in the stove illuminated his face and eyes.

At that moment, the image of the raging fire and the lively and lovely girl in the red dress reappeared before his eyes.

The water in the pot quickly came to a boil.

Nightingale brought in a basin and towel, saying, "Just make do here. Take off your dirty clothes later and stuff them out the window, then I'll help you wash them."

Luo Qingfeng quickly replied, "No need, I can wash it myself when I get back."

Nightingale immediately threatened fiercely, "If you don't stuff it out, I'll come in and take it myself while you're showering, and see you naked!"

After saying that, he burst out laughing.

Luo Qingfeng had no choice but to say, "Alright, I'll give it to you later."

Nightingale then smiled and went out, closing the door behind her.

Luo Qingfeng got up and scooped out hot and cold water. After testing the water temperature and seeing that it was about right, he took off his clothes, walked to the side of the window, pushed the window open a little, and then stuffed his clothes out.

The nightingale then asked, "Where are your shoes and socks?"

Luo Qingfeng quickly said, "I've put the shoes and socks away. I'll wash them myself when I get back. Nightingale can help me wash my clothes."

Nightingale immediately called out from outside, "If you call me 'sister' again, I'm coming in! Isn't it natural for a sister to help her brother bathe? Do you want me to bathe you?"

Helpless, Luo Qingfeng had no choice but to take out the shoes and socks from his storage bag and hand them out the window.

"Ugh, it stinks..."

Suddenly, a scream came from outside, followed by the sound of shoes being thrown on the ground.

Luo Qingfeng felt increasingly embarrassed.

He didn't dare to delay, so he quickly closed the window and started taking a shower.

A pot of boiling water and a vat of cold water were quickly used up.

After taking a bath, he took out a clean scholar's robe from his storage bag and put it on.

Tomorrow morning I will be going to Ningguo Prefecture to apply for a teaching position, so naturally I will have to wear a scholar's robe.

Open the door and clean up the sewage in the kitchen.

As I went outside, I saw a figure squatting by the well, head down, diligently washing his clothes.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down from her shoulders, revealing a slender waist, a pert bottom, and a graceful, slender figure.

A few strands of damp hair clung to her delicate, fair cheeks, making her appear even more charming and alluring.

Luo Qingfeng glanced at it a few times before continuing to clean up the sewage in the kitchen.

After he finished cleaning up, he went to the well and pumped water to fill all the water tanks in the kitchen.

After doing all this, he walked to the girl's side and quietly looked at her.

Nightingale looked up and saw that he had changed into a scholar's robe, which made him look even more elegant and handsome in the moonlight. She couldn't help but blush: "What? Come inside after you've finished your bath. I'll be done soon."

Luo Qingfeng looked at her little hands, red from the cold, and remained silent for a long while before suddenly asking, "Sister Nightingale, aren't you afraid?"

Nightingale was taken aback by his words, but did not correct him on how he addressed her. She looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Then, as if realizing something, she blushed and feigned composure, saying, "You're the one who's afraid! This is my territory! If you anger me later, I'll make sure you can't cry for help anywhere! Humph!"

Luo Qingfeng lowered his head slightly and said, "You should know that my family and loved ones are all dead."

The nightingale paused, then fell silent.

A short while later, a smile appeared on her face: "I'm not afraid, even if... anyway, I'm not afraid. Don't forget, I'm an exorcist, I'm not afraid of anything."

Looking into her clear, watery eyes, Luo Qingfeng remained silent for a long time before nodding and saying, "Then I'll go inside and wait for you."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the house, all the hesitation, worry, doubt, fear and other emotions in his heart vanished.

Why not cherish those who are alive?

If he hadn't hesitated so much, hadn't had so many thoughts, and had been a little braver and more decisive, he probably wouldn't have ended up like that.

Therefore, he could not allow himself to have any more regrets.

I entered the room.

After standing in the room for a moment, he couldn't help but walk to the window, gently push it open, and look outside.

Under the moonlight, the girl had already gotten up and was standing on tiptoe, carefully hanging up the clothes.

Those long, straight legs and her tall, slender back looked somewhat hazy and ethereal in the moonlight, yet they were breathtakingly beautiful.

The girl finished hanging the clothes and walked into the house. She glanced at him through the window and, seeing that he was looking at her, immediately lowered her head and quickly went inside.

Luo Qingfeng gently closed the window.

The footsteps paused for a few breaths at the door before gently pushing the door open and entering the room.

Her hands were already red from the cold, and her cheeks were gradually turning red as well.

Their eyes met.

Nightingale spoke first: "What are you doing standing here? Aren't you going to sleep?"

Luo Qingfeng glanced at her hand and said, "I'll wait for you."

His tone was calm and natural, as if it were a familiar conversation between a husband and wife.

Nightingale was taken aback, looking at him with some surprise, as if she couldn't believe he would say such a thing on his own initiative.

Just a moment ago, he was nervously declining and even preparing to run away.

A long silence followed.

Nightingale blushed and asked, "Wait for me...why?"

Luo Qingfeng looked at her calmly, then suddenly walked up to her, bent down, and picked her up before saying, "Of course we'll sleep together, what else would we do?"

The nightingale lay in his arms, staring at him with wide eyes.

Luo Qingfeng gently placed her on the bed, then squatted down and helped her remove the embroidered shoes and stockings she had just put on.

Nightingale lay on the bed, eyes wide open, motionless, her long, black hair cascading down her body like black silk; her face was flushed red, delicate and beautiful; her eyes were brimming with autumn water, charming and pitiful.

Luo Qingfeng stood by the bed, staring at her blankly for a while before turning off the light. He then got into bed, picked her up, placed her inside, and pulled the blanket over her.

He also took off his coat and went inside.

The moment their bodies touched, the girl trembled and said in a soft voice, "The door... isn't locked yet..."

Luo Qingfeng said softly, "Don't lock it, it's fine."

"No, lock it..."

The girl's voice trembled.

Luo Qingfeng had no choice but to get out of bed and lock the door.

Then he crawled back into bed.

The girl stopped speaking, her eyes wide open, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of her chest.

Luo Qingfeng made no further moves. After a moment, he drew the curtains and whispered, "Go to sleep."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and stopped moving.

Outside the window, the night was pitch black and all was silent.

Much later.

Nightingale slowly turned to the side, her watery eyes looking at him in the darkness. After a long while, she gently bit her pink lips and whispered, "Luo Qingfeng, you...you're not a man."

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

(End of this chapter)