Da Li Temple - Chapter 12.2

Chapter 12.2
Drunk

It was a quiet night with the moon shining in the sky, leaving only three or two drunkards on the street and the occasional baby’s cries.
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Lin Wanqing carried Su Moyi, who was a head taller than her. She was panting with each step, traveling with difficulty. However, the person on her back was unaware of it, lying on top of her softly, continuing his ravings from time to time. Hot breath mixed with the fruit sweetness tickling her ears. His burning cheeks rubbed against her neck, his sturdy arms firmly imprisoned her shoulders and arms, and his chest heaving in a searing heat.
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Lin Wanqing abruptly remembered that night in the bathroom, that big thing she had seen. Her breathing was all messed up. As she drifted off, the force in her hand lightened, and the person on her back slid down, and she hurriedly used her hand to catch him.
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Snap!
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She felt something firm yet springy in her hand.
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Lin Wanqing twisted her head to look – one of her hands, accurately held on Su Moyi’s buttock. She subconsciously felt hot and wanted to release her hand. But the person on her back seemed to have woken up, rubbing himself against her and wrapping his arms around her neck a little tighter.
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Lin Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her hand, trying to put his arm on her shoulder, but an even stranger feeling ran up her back. She looked down dazedly, only to see one of Su Moyi’s large palms on her chest, imitating the way she touched his buttock just now, gently and softly squeezing her twice.
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“……” Lin Wanqing was shocked and shook his entire body off.
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Su Moyi was a martial artist. So, even though he was unconscious, he still retained muscle memory. He staggered two steps and steadied himself by holding onto a small tree.
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Lin Wanqing wanted to leave him here and walk away. But this dog official was so hateful. What if he met his enemy, who would finish him off with a knife on the road? Moreover, she wasn’t Da Li Temple’s staff. She has to rely on Su Moyi to investigate the case. She sniffed and sighed in resignation.
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Because she was dragging a drunkard, Lin Wanqing had to walk for half an hour to complete a fifteen-minute journey. She almost cried in excitement when she saw the Da Li Temple plaque under the moonlight.??

The person who opened the door was Ye Qing. He knew that Su Moyi went to investigate the case with Lin Wanqing, but seeing that he had not returned for a long time, in the end, he did not dare to rest.
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Lin Wanqing was relieved and wanted to throw the person on her back to Ye Qing, but she saw the other person take two steps back as if what she was about to give was some demon or devil.
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“My master doesn’t like strangers to come close and never lets others get close to him,” His eyes look at Lin Wanqing with sadness, “Lin Recorder, please take my master to his room.”
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Lin Wanqing: “……”
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Su Moyi’s chamber in Da Li Temple was clean and elegant. Ye Qing lit Su Moyi’s favorite sandalwood incense. The gauze curtain shook lightly, and the aroma lingered.
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Lin Wanqing then realized that although Su Moyi had his mansion, he rarely went to live there. He spent all year round soaking in Da Li Temple. Besides being his office, this place was also his long-term residence. His chamber was simple and refreshing but bore an indescribable strangeness. The furniture was neat – books and ornaments, even the brushes on the table, positioned in order of size, from left to right, forming a line. She drew the corner of her mouth, thinking that this person must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

As her mind turned, a small booklet caught her attention. It was a book with curled edges and yellowed pages. The cover was written in crooked characters as if it came from a child’s hand. She took it at random and looked at it.
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“That’s what my master wrote when he was eight years old,” Ye Qing said when he saw it.
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Lin Wanqing flipped through two pages and returned incredulously, “This is the Nan Dynasty Law?”
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Ye Qing didn’t deny it and replied, “Since he was eight years old, Heir has desired to devote himself to the Criminal Affairs. He always said that the net of heaven is wide open and that the criminal law is not to avenge hatred but to let those who have made mistakes know they are wrong.”
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Lin Wanqing did not say anything, lowered her head, and stroked a line of small letters on the page – I wish to join the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, punish the evil and promote the good, bring the evil to justice, and treat the illnesses with the doctors.
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Su Jingche.
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So, his name is Jingche – ‘Hope that the world will be clean and clear.’
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Perhaps moved by little Jingche’s grandiose wishes, Lin Wanqing curled the corners of her mouth imperceptibly at Su Moyi’s stuff for the first time.
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“Water ……” The person on the bed rolled over, and a whisper slipped from his throat.
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Lin Wanqing looked up at Ye Qing but saw him point at the teapot on the desk to her, then turned around and closed the door.
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“……” Lin Wanqing had no choice but to serve the Buddha herself.
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Su Moyi drank the water she handed her and fell back to lie down again.
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The person on the bed was sleeping peacefully. The pleasant light traveled between the veils and drifted down on his eyebrows, making him appear handsome with some scholarly touch. His forehead, nose, jaw, and even the rise and fall of the lipline all seem to have gone through a heavenly calculation. One point more or less will destroy the natural harmony. However, that steady breathing also carried the murderous air and an inviolable sense of majesty.
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As if she finally understood where Su Moyi’s reputation as the most handsome man in Sheng City came from, she couldn’t help but get closer. Suddenly, the candlelight shook. Lin Wanqing felt a tightness in her hand, and the next moment, she was under Su Moyi —
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“You’re kidding me ……” Lin Wanqing stared at the still-shaking bed tent with tearless eyes, “I just thought that you’re slightly better, and you’re getting an inch… …” She fought to push the person on top of her. But he was like a mountain, unmoving.
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Su Moyi flipped to the side and pressed his entire body onto her.
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“Ah!!! Su Moyi!!!” She yelled, “It’s too heavy!”
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There was no response —
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Lin Wanqing pushed him desperately, “You’re hurting me!”
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“Don’t move ……” With drunken hoarseness, Su Moyi moved his body, holding her tighter.
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“You move out a little!” Unwilling, she was still pushing and shoving. However, he tackled her hands.
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“It will be uncomfortable if you go outward. It won’t hurt after a while ……”
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“You’re comfortable, but I’m not!!!” Lin Wanqing used her last strength to struggle. The bed made a clattering sound like it was about to fall apart.
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“Yikes! Su Moyi!!!” Lin Wanqing’s shriek and the rattling of the bed
scattered, ghostly drifting into Ye Qing’s ears outside the door. Under the bright moon and gentle wind, he sighed out despondently.
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“Aye ……couldn’t keep a grown-up man (*)……”
T/N: this sentence should be said toward a marriageable lady, not a man.

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Lord Su Bad Reputation x3