Da Li Temple - Chapter 74.1

Chapter 74.1
Morning Light

On the silent winter night, moonlight overflowed the corridor. The cold wind swayed the lanterns on the corridor, and a bit of flame cast to the ground, scattering.
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Su Moyi stopped and turned to look at Liang Weiping, who followed him coldly, “What are you following me for?”
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“Me?” Liang Weiping froze, “This humble servant did not follow the Lord. I was going to see Brother Lin.”
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Su Moyi’s face sunk a few degrees visibly but patiently reminded, “It’s so late, doesn’t Lord Liang rest?”
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Liang Weiping shook his head ignorantly, “It’s fine. It’s not too late to rest after seeing Brother Lin.” After saying this, he reached out his hand and asked Su Moyi to walk before him.
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However, Su Moyi grabbed Liang Weiping’s hand. Under the moonlight, the brilliant man had gloom between his brows. He almost gritted his teeth and said to Liang Weiping, “Lord Liang should go back to his room and rest now.”
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It was a clear threat. How dare Liang Weiping say no? He said goodbye with shivers and ran away in a puff of smoke. Only then did Su Moyi head towards Lin Wanqing’s chamber.

Flickering candle flame streamed from the window at the end of the corridor. Su Moyi stood outside the door, tugging his lapel loose. After taking a few sharp breaths, he straightened the loose places tight again.

“Coughing ……” he pretended to clear his throat, making a little noise.
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In an instant, the door in front of him ‘squeaked’ open; Su Moyi was caught off guard and backed up two steps; his face suddenly red to the root of his neck.
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“I ……” He felt wrong, turned his words and said: “You ……” Although he lifted his head, his eyes stared at the ground, unblinking, looking odd.
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“Heir?” What answered him was a less familiar female voice.
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Su Moyi raised his head and saw that the old Mama of the mansion was coming out from inside. He felt relief instantly and, at the same time, a slight disappointment. He quickly boarded up his face, changed to his usual calm demeanor, pointed to the inner room, and briefly asked, “Sleeping?”
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The old Mama nodded.
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“En,” Su Moyi stepped inside and closed the door.
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There were only two lamps lit in the room, and they were already about to burn out. The light was dim, so hazy that it couldn’t even illuminate a person’s silhouette. Jade hooks fasten the curtain on both sides of the frame bed, revealing the person lying flat inside. One can’t see the face; it only shows a part of the snow-white neck and shoulders.
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Su Moyi stumbled for a moment, finally walked over, leaned over, and wanted to tuck in the quilt for her.
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“Uhm ……” With a soft hum between her nostrils, she held Su Moyi’s hand. He subconsciously wanted to draw it back, but she tugged too tightly. The cold hand stopped mid-air for a moment, neither leave nor stay.
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“Jingche ……” Dainty, delicate call, like the wind swept by.
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Su Moyi was stunned. He thought he had misheard until the person on the bed frowned and called out ‘Jingche’ again, this time in a slightly choked voice.
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Su Moyi felt his heart being tugged at, but he sighed helplessly and sat sideways on the edge of the bed.
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Lin Wanqing seems to have had a bad dream and has been stammering and murmuring. When he got closer, Su Moyi realized her slurred words. What she said was, ‘Jing Che, don’t go.’
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Su Moyi froze and finally did not hold back his laughter. He endeavored to push down the corners of his curled lips, stroked her slightly furrowed brows, and said unkindly, “The one who wants to leave has never been me. It’s you.” After saying that, he unconsciously gripped her hand tighter. She seems to have lost weight. Her face was originally only palm-sized, now only three fingers wide, and her chin was also pointy, making people’s hearts ache when they saw her.
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Su Moyi wiped her slightly sweaty temples and lay down on his side, reached out, and scooped her into his arms.
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Lin Wanqing finally settled down, sighed, and buried herself deeper into his arms.
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“Sleep,” Su Moyi turned his head sideways, gently patting her back, mumbling in her ear, “I’m not leaving. I told you I’ll bring you back whenever you fall asleep.”
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A good night’s sleep. In the early morning, a line of rays floated above the bed, light like a gauze net on a jade hook. There was a rustling of breath in her ears, so soft and gentle that if it weren’t for the wet warmth brushing against her head, Lin Wanqing would almost have thought it was her hallucination. She woke up groggily and was startled by the stern line of a throat in front of her. She subconsciously raised her legs to kick the man but then saw that throat knot slide downwards. Thoughts quickly came back together, all of last night’s events flying through her mind, and a familiar manly scent overflowed her nostrils as she finally convinced herself to believe it. This ‘rascal’ who climbed into her bed in the middle of the night and slept with her in his arms was Sheng City’s most outstanding man, Lord Su. However, a hint of sweetness quickly spread in her heart, causing her to slow down her breathing.
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Lin Wanqing moved back and quietly looked at that handsome face. He was sleeping peacefully, his deep eyebrows slightly moving, bringing up two thick eyelashes fluttering on his face.
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Lin Wanqing froze as she watched and couldn’t help but reach out to trace his features.
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“Eyebrows …… eyes …… nose ……” Sliding her delicate finger across his face, Lin Wanqing looked like she was possessed. Her eyes were unblinking as she followed the wandering fingertips, caressing every part of his face.
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“Mouth…” The finger finally stopped at this spot. His lips were thin and cool. They said that people like this were the cruelest. Unsure whether it was because he hadn’t woken up from sleep, Lin Wanqing suddenly wanted to taste him, so she propped herself up and gently kissed those pale lips.

Su Moyi was sleeping very deeply. When she pasted her lips, his breathing rhythm didn’t change a single bit. Only then did Lin Wanqing close her eyes at ease, gently articulating his upper lip, stretching out the tip of her pink tongue, and licking his lips. Then, she felt Su Moyi’s body tremble.