Chapter 508 – The Bamboo Dragonfly on the Bookshelf (2/2)
Mo Yu put down her hands and very solemnly explained, ”The line about little temper was me speaking ill of you behind your back, but you absolutely cannot misunderstand the part about sleeping.”
Xu Yourong smiled, ”Continue.”
Seeing her face, Mo Yu knew that she truly was angry. Sighing in her heart, she lifelessly continued, ”Sleeping is just sleeping, not the sleeping that you're thinking of.”
”Oh, what sort of sleeping is that?” Xu Yourong's smile grew even warmer.
Mo Yu helplessly said, ”In any case, you absolutely cannot misunderstand.”
Xu Yourong sized her up and observed the red nightgown she was wearing, her two bare feet, and the black hair draped over her shoulders, slightly damp and speckled with a few snowflakes, as if she had just come out of a bath?
”Hmmm, please tell me so that I won't misunderstand.”
Mo Yu followed her gaze to her own body, and her heart seemed to give a thud. After Chen Changsheng had mentioned it, she really would take a bath each time before coming over. It had gradually become a habit, and tonight, she had naturally done the same before coming over…then, this was what was meant by not being able to wash oneself clean, even after jumping to the sea of stars.
There was a saying that after shattering a jar, one could gain the upper hand by a show of strength, and Mo Yu chose to do so. Although she could see that her explanations were to no avail, she seemed to become much more bold and confident. Looking at Xu Yourong, she declared, ”This story is very long and I can't imagine that you're interested in it. But what about you? I'm really quite curious to hear your story. It’s your first day after coming back to the capital, but instead of staying at home, why come here?”
Xu Yourong walked to the window. She didn't say anything, nor did she look at Mo Yu. The lights from beyond the school walls fell upon the snow and then reflected upon her face.
Mo Yu examined that face so beautiful that even she was somewhat envious, then with a fluid glance, continued her questioning, ”The Holy Maiden's heart is concerned with mundane things?”
Xu Yourong glanced at her, then asked, ”Back then when you wrote about the matter of him and the young Black Dragon…was it true or false?”
”Absolutely correct, at that time, he and she were embracing each other.” Mo Yu saw an opportunity to divert the subject, so she would not just let this chance pass her by. She was even willing to swear an oath on the Divine Empress's name, but she suddenly recalled what had happened a moment ago and said uncertainly, ”But just like how you saw me come in and heard my words, what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth.”
Xu Yourong said nothing, a pensive look on her face.
Mo Yu seemed to think of something and asked in disbelief, ”Why are you asking this? You're not really interested in him, are you? No wonder the first thing you did after coming back was to see him.”
”I have an engagement with him. For me to see him upon coming back to the capital is a very natural thing to do.”
Xu Yourong was very calm. Only her hands tightly clasped behind her back showed that she was truthfully rather nervous.
Mo Yu did not expect her to so calmly admit it. A little surprised, she said, ”When you wrote to me back, you definitely weren't talking about it this way! In order to break the engagement between the two of you, I paid no small price. To be clear, Chen Changsheng is currently no ordinary person. I offended the Principal of the Orthodox Academy, the future Pope! If you're telling me now that you really plan to get together with him, then I'm definitely not done with you!”
Xu Yourong looked at her slightly wet black hair and the red nightgown, then calmly said, ”The price truly is not small, but he shouldn't feel it to be an affront or offense, right?”
Mo Yu was powerless to refute this and indignantly replied, ”Other people may know not, but you and I both clearly understand that the Pope has already annulled the engagement between the two of you! Even if there is a relationship between me and him, just what status do you have to worry about it?”
Xu Yourong lightly said, ”You don't have to worry about it.”
After a moment of silence, Mo Yu asked, ”Just what are you thinking?”
Xu Yourong gently lowered her head and softly said, ”You still don't have to worry about it.”
Only those most familiar with her would know that under her seemingly calm appearance, she was actually very delicate.
Mo Yu sighed at her, ”Just suffocate yourself to death.”
Xu Yourong calmly asked, ”Where did he go?”
Mo Yu perked her brows. ”How should I know? You'd better not really misunderstand.”
At this moment, the music coming from beyond the academy walls suddenly got louder. Mo Yu gazed over, and even the heavy fall of snowflakes dancing in the wind could not block her powerful eyes. She could see that in a brightly lit restaurant, a dancing girl was just beginning her dance.
”Don't be angry, but it seems he's over there,” she said as she glanced at Xu Yourong.
Xu Yourong looked over. Sure enough, at the very top floor of the restaurant, that guy was drinking wine. At his side were three or four young men, and there were even many women walking over, like butterflies amongst the flowers.
This really was giving into sensual pleasures.
She gazed at the restaurant, quietly thinking to herself. It was at this moment that the dancer on the stage suddenly seemed to misstep and fell into that guy's bosom…
For some reason, she found it somewhat difficult to maintain the tranquility of her Dao heart, and her chest began to rise and fall.
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“If Xu Yourong came back, she came back, but what are you scared of? And what are you worrying about? Don't let yourself be hindered by any sort of mental block. If you should fight, fight.”
In the restaurant, Tang Thirty-Six held up a wine cup and hugged a young singing girl. Looking at Chen Changsheng, he said, ”Men and women have always been equal. Just don't hold on to that common and trite view that you shouldn't hit women. You have to fight anyway.”
As he spoke, the young singing girl at his chest raised her head up to look at him, her eyes brimming with adoration and happiness.
The singing girl at Chen Changsheng's side was somewhat resentful. It wasn't merely because Chen Changsheng had been far too well-behaved, not even bumping against her fingers, but also because the entire continent knew full well who the fiancée of this young Principal of the Orthodox Academy was. She was just a pleasure woman, so by no means did she wish to offend the Divine General of the East's estate and the Phoenix high above.
”I'm prepared to lose, do you think it's okay?”
Chen Changsheng abruptly asked.
With this statement, the entire audience became quiet.