novelSusiti Chapter 93: No one was injured that night.
Chapter 93: No one was injured that night.
Chapter 93 That night, no one was injured.
As night fell, Yang Zhengdao lay down on the couch, but some strange thoughts popped into his mind.
The same book requires focused attention and contemplation when writing, and the ability to concentrate without distraction.
But when reading or listening, the situation is quite different; my mind is full of distractions.
After reviewing the material with everyone at the meeting, I found myself unable to sleep that night.
Hearing the rustling sounds coming from outside, Yang Zhengdao's Adam's apple bobbed.
The feeling of being able to see something but not eat it is like having smoke but no fire, which is very unpleasant.
If I had known we were going to Pingkangfang tonight, I could have checked if Yingluo had fallen behind in her studies.
Just then, a hushed conversation could be heard from outside.
"Sister Wu, is Dalang asleep?"
"They must be asleep—"
"Sister Wu, why don't you go first, and I'll keep watch for you?"
"You shameless hussy, you were the one who came up with the idea, and now you're backing down?"
"But what if the palace ladies-in-waiting inspect it?"
"The examiners can check your mouth with your lips, but can they really check your mouth with your mouth?"
"Oh dear, Sister Wu, you're so mean!"
"You're such a kind person, yet you blush and pant at the sight of flowers glistening with dew, the moon shrouded in mist, mermaids holding pearls in their mouths during short spring nights; birds carrying twigs, horses carrying rings, and jade maidens playing flutes in tender nights!"
this!?
This is blatant arson!
Without a doubt, those two girls must have secretly read "Spring Behind the Curtain" in the study.
However, it's not surprising that the two women read "The Spring of the Curtain Screen".
It was normal for them to send messages to the palace once every ten days, sneaking into the study to find materials for reporting.
Having learned new knowledge in this way, they wanted to put it into practice and verify it themselves.
The two girls' thirst for knowledge is truly admirable.
Despite the constraints of prohibitions and the scrutiny of officials, they remained steadfast in their resolve, which is truly commendable.
Since that's the case, I should teach you everything I know and instruct you carefully. This gentle massage technique is something I have to teach you.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhengdao immediately coughed softly.
Upon hearing the voice, the two women blushed and entered together: "Does the eldest son need to get up in the middle of the night?"
Yang Zhengdao looked up and saw that, in the flickering candlelight, her dress was half-transparent, appearing and disappearing in the shadows.
These two tonight are definitely up to no good.
Ah Wu was only wearing a scarlet silk robe, the belt untied, its heavy shape half-concealed, swaying back and forth in the light blue lining.
She wore a long white gauze skirt over her lower body, with a light blue trouser crotch clearly visible. Her slender legs were bare, and her white feet were as smooth as jade.
Ah Liu was wearing a light green silk shirt, revealing a cherry pink lining, with a delicate, slender waist that held up the loose fabric.
Her lower body was covered by a red gauze skirt, through which pomegranate-colored soft satin trousers were faintly visible. The skirt draped lightly, covering her knees, revealing her smooth calves and delicate, fair feet.
The two women's faces showed both the panic of being caught red-handed and a hint of barely concealed joy.
One was charming and voluptuous, the other delicate and youthful; they stood gracefully before the couch.
Yang Zhengdao's Adam's apple bobbed, he cleared his throat, and his face turned serious.
"You two sneaked into the study."
A-Wu's eyes lit up, and she immediately slumped softly to the side of the bed, saying in a sweet, soft voice, "This servant was wrong, please punish me, Master."
Ah Liu immediately realized what was happening and, not to be outdone, pressed herself against him, saying sweetly, "This servant also wants to be punished by the eldest brother."
Yang Zhengdao looked at the two pretty women who had climbed onto the bed and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
We still need to take it slow.
The implication from the two women's conversation was quite obvious: Siwei would investigate them.
It is absolutely unacceptable to use veiled hostility; one must remain within the bounds of propriety.
Wielding knives and sticks is something I can try, even if it gets me sullen, as long as I don't hurt anyone.
If you can't shoot the halberd at the gate, can't you at least teach Diao Chan a lesson?
Yang Zhengdao coughed lightly: "Remember, punishment is always for the purpose of curing the disease and saving lives."
Ah Wu and Ah Liu exchanged a glance, listening to Da Lang's serious nonsense, they both covered their mouths and chuckled, their eyes filled with eager anticipation.
"Ah Wu, lie down and let Ah Liu punish and heal you!"
Yang Zhengdao began by instructing A Liu to give A Wu a gentle massage.
In this way, the two women can learn from each other and make progress together, with one practicing and the other experiencing.
He smiled slightly, chose a convenient angle to give instructions, leaned against the pillow, and gazed at Ah Wu's voluptuous figure.
Ah Wu's cheeks flushed red. She gently loosened her silk robe, which slipped down, revealing her shoulders. Her eyes and brows were full of shyness.
Ah Liu knelt down beside Ah Wu and began pressing and massaging, causing both of them to tremble slightly.
Yang Zhengdao instructed attentively: "Press down slowly, with gentle and slow force. The rhythm of yin and yang is achieved in the breath."
A moment later, Yang Zhengdao got up to observe, and couldn't help but frown.
He pointed with two fingers, landing on Ah Wu's acupoint.
Ah Wu let out an "Oh," his body tensed instantly, and he couldn't help but squeeze his legs together.
Yang Zhengdao immediately rebuked him, saying, "Awu, this is a dampness-related ailment. You must not hide your illness and avoid seeking medical treatment."
Ah Liu was so frightened by this scene that his face turned red, and he couldn't help but squeeze his legs together.
"Ah Liu, come here. Be careful with your strength. Show some courtesy and don't hurt anyone!"
After saying that, Yang Zhengdao lay down to the side and let the two women continue.
Seeing the two girls obediently following his instructions, one blushing from the massage and the other sweating profusely from the treatment, he nodded in satisfaction.
Who would have thought that in just a few breaths, a sudden change would occur.
Ah Liu's voice trembled, and he cried out, "Big Brother, I—I think I also have dampness disease!"
Yang Zhengdao's heart tightened: "You continue to treat A-Wu, I will help you."
And so, another moment passed.
Yang Zhengdao inwardly cried out in alarm. At this moment, his blood and qi were concentrated in one place. If he did not unblock it, he feared that he would suffer from internal heat and be unable to bear it.
He urgently called out to the two women, "I fear I have a depression; please give me a massage."
The two women were immediately delighted: "Brother, lie down, we'll help you."
The two women were filled with contentment, finally able to help their eldest son.
Although Yang Zhengdao was shocked, he still calmly instructed: "In the treatment of acupressure and massage, there are differences between men and women. Women are mostly treated with fingers, while men are treated with palms."
The two women nodded in unison.
After another moment, the two women felt their wrists ache and simultaneously thought of the secret formulas recorded in the two stanzas of "Spring Screen".
Once Ah Wu made up his mind, he took the lead and recited the first stanza.
Ah Liu cursed Ah Wu in his heart, then blushed and recited the second half of the poem.
So, thanks to the gentle massage techniques provided by the system that night, no one was injured.
The candlelight cast deep shadows, and the gauze curtains hung low.
Ah Wu and Ah Liu leaned against Yang Zhengdao's chest, one on each side.
One was charming to the bone, the other was youthful and tender, both with delicate eyebrows and charming faces.
Ah Wu bit her lip, but ultimately didn't say what she wanted to say.
Ah Liu suddenly looked up, tears welling in her eyes: "Big Brother, would you think Ah Wu and I are lowly?"
Yang Zhengdao sighed, pulled A-Liu back into his arms, and said softly, "Don't overthink it, it won't happen."
Ah Wu snuggled closer to Yang Zhengdao and murmured, "Big Brother, it was the higher-ups who sent Ah Liu and me to test you."
Yang Zhengdao simply smiled and said, "I know."