diymy Chapter 209 Xiao Yu, You'll Sleep with Me Tonight
Chapter 209 Xiao Yu, You'll Sleep with Me Tonight
The proprietress brandished the weapon in her hand and smiled meaningfully.
Zhao Qingxue looked at her without saying a word.
That gaze remained calm, as calm as a stagnant pool.
But deep within those deep purple phoenix eyes, something was quietly changing.
The change was so subtle that she herself couldn't even notice it.
But it's right there.
Like a seed, buried in the deepest soil.
Waiting for the day when it breaks through the soil.
Qin Mu stood up.
He walked up to Zhao Qingxue and stopped.
Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the two of them.
A moonlit figure in a white robe, a languid smile on his face.
A moon-white robe, cool and aloof like frost.
He looked at her, at the humiliation and helplessness in her eyes, at her face, which was still stubborn but had begun to soften.
He stretched out his hand.
His fingertips gently brushed across her cheek.
The touch was slightly cool and delicate, like cream.
"Your Majesty," he said softly, his voice carrying a hint of amusement, a hint of satisfaction, and a complex emotion she couldn't understand, "take your time."
"I have plenty of time."
Zhao Qingxue looked at him without saying a word.
But something in those deep purple phoenix eyes trembled slightly.
Outside the window, the night was deep.
The moonlight shone down, illuminating the small inn.
It also illuminated the woman standing by the window, humiliated and tormented, yet still refusing to bow her head.
And the man standing in front of her, watching her with a smile.
This night was destined to be long.
This night's experience is destined to become one of the most unforgettable memories of her life.
The proprietress stood to the side, holding a weapon, watching this scene unfold.
A great sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart.
She did it.
She really taught Empress Li Yang a lesson!
and--
They made her stand still, not daring to move an inch!
This realization almost made her burst out laughing.
She looked at Zhao Qingxue, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.
What Empress Li Yang? She's nothing special.
Without status and power, she's nothing more than an ordinary woman at the mercy of others.
She even began to imagine—
Can I discipline her like this every day from now on?
Should I have her serve me?
Should I make her kneel down and kowtow to me?
The more she thought about it, the more wonderful it seemed, and the brighter the smile on the proprietress's face became.
Qin Mu withdrew his hand from Zhao Qingxue's face, the lingering coolness on his fingertips deepening the smile in his eyes.
He didn't look at her again, but turned around and sat down again in the armchair.
His gaze fell on the proprietress.
The gaze was calm, so calm that it didn't have a ripple, but the proprietress felt as if she were being stared at by a lurking ferocious beast, and her back tensed instantly.
"Come here," Qin Mu said.
The proprietress quickly stepped forward, stopping three feet in front of Qin Mu, bowing her head and placing her hands respectfully in front of her, not daring to breathe loudly.
Qin Mu smiled gently as he looked at her respectful demeanor.
"You did a good job just now," he said.
The proprietress's heart skipped a beat, then she was overjoyed.
His Majesty praised her!
"It's all thanks to Your Majesty's excellent guidance," she said hastily, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement. "I was just... just following Your Majesty's instructions..."
Qin Mu waved his hand, interrupting her flattery.
"From now on," he said, his tone casual yet authoritative, "this Empress of Liyang is in your hands."
The proprietress was stunned.
Give it to... her?
Qin Mu continued, his voice calm:
"I want to see changes in her within a month."
The proprietress's eyes lit up instantly.
How could Empress Li Yang change within a month?
Doesn't that mean—
Can she continue to teach her a lesson? Can she continue to use those methods to gradually subdue her?
It could transform her from that high and mighty empress into...
The proprietress's heart was pounding faster and faster, and her eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Yes! Yes!" she replied repeatedly, her voice trembling slightly with excitement. "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will definitely train her well! Within a month, I guarantee you will see a change!"
She had already figured out what to do next.
Let's start with the simplest thing—teach her to serve others.
Serving tea and water, making beds and folding blankets—these are all basic skills.
Then there are the rules—stand properly, sit properly, speak softly, and read people's expressions.
And then...
A glint of determination flashed in the proprietress's eyes.
She has plenty of ways to handle things.
Didn't all the most stubborn girls in those buildings eventually give in?
No matter how powerful Empress Li Yang is, she is still just a woman.
Qin Mu noticed the glint in the proprietress's eyes, and the smile on his lips faded slightly.
He spoke slowly, his voice still calm, yet carrying a hint of coldness:
"But you have to figure out the right balance yourself."
The proprietress shuddered and quickly suppressed her overly enthusiastic thoughts.
Qin Mu continued, his gaze fixed on her face, sharp as a knife:
"You are training my servants."
"Don't have thoughts you shouldn't have."
Inappropriate thoughts.
These words were like a bucket of ice water poured over the landlady's head.
She suddenly remembered her thoughts from just now—
To have Empress Li Yang serve him?
Should I make her kneel down and kowtow to me?
These thoughts...shouldn't be had.
Even if Empress Liyang is down on her luck, she is still the emperor's woman and someone His Majesty wants to train.
She was nothing more than a tool temporarily seized and used by His Majesty.
Tools should be recognized as tools.
If one oversteps the mark, the consequences will be...
The proprietress shuddered and dared not think any further.
She fell to her knees with a thud, her forehead hitting the floor hard, her voice trembling with fear:
"Yes, Your Majesty! I understand! I will certainly keep to my limits and would never dare to have any improper thoughts!"
Qin Mu nodded as he looked at her.
"Just remember that," he said. "Get up."
The proprietress got up tremblingly, stood with her head bowed, and dared not have any more wild thoughts.
Qin Mu waved his hand:
"Step down."
"Yes."
The proprietress bowed and retreated, her steps even more cautious than when she arrived, as if afraid of making any noise.
The door closed gently behind her.
Silence returned to the room.
Qin Mu leaned back in his armchair, his gaze sweeping over the three people in the room.
Yunluan remained standing by the door, her hand on the hilt of her sword, like a silent shadow.
Xiao Yu curled up in the corner, shrinking herself into a tiny ball, with only her eyes showing, secretly watching this side.
Zhao Qingxue stood by the window, her back to everyone, motionless.
The moonlight shone on her, making her slender figure stand out clearly.
That figure remained upright, still solitary and aloof.
But the fingers gripping the window frame tightened even more, their knuckles turning white and trembling slightly.
Qin Mu withdrew his gaze and focused on Xiao Yu.
"Xiao Yu," he called out.
Xiao Yu trembled and quickly raised her head.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Qin Mu looked at her, his tone softening:
"come over."
Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, then stood up and moved step by step to Qin Mu.
She lowered her head, not daring to look at him, her hands nervously twisting together.
Looking at her like this, Qin Mu's eyes flashed with a helpless smile.
"Tonight," he said, "you will sleep in my bed tonight."
Xiao Yu was stunned.
She suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide open, and her face instantly flushed red.
The blush spread from her cheeks all the way to her ears and then to her neck, making her look like a boiled shrimp.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Her voice trembled so badly that every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.
"This humble woman...this humble woman..."
She didn't know what to say.
promise?
But she was just a fisherwoman, a little girl who grew up by the river and had never seen much of the world.
How could... how could I sleep with the emperor?
You won't agree?
But that's the emperor!
It was the emperor who saved her life and gave her a new life!
How could she dare to refuse?
Xiao Yu stood there, at a loss, her face so red it was almost bleeding.
Qin Mu smiled gently as he looked at her.
That smile was gentle, as gentle as the spring sunshine.
"Don't be afraid," he said, "it's just sleeping."
I'm just sleeping.
Hearing these words, Xiao Yu blushed even more deeply.
She lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
But her steps began to move slowly.
step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
She walked to the bedside, stood there, at a loss.
Qin Mu also stood up and walked to the bedside.
He looked at her, a gentle smile in his eyes.
"Take off your clothes and go to sleep," he said.
Xiao Yu's face was so red it almost burned.
She lowered her head, her hands trembling as she reached out to untie the ties of her clothes.
The movements were slow and clumsy, and the fingers trembled so much that they could barely untie the simple knot.
Finally, the light blue cloth skirt slipped off her shoulders.
Then comes the inner garment.
The thin fabric fell away, revealing the girl's youthful and slender body.
Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her.
Her skin wasn't very fair; it had a healthy, wheat-colored glow from years of exposure to the river breeze.
His shoulders were slender, and his collarbones were clearly visible.
Her waist was slender and delicate, easily encircled by one hand.
Her chest rose and fell slightly, small yet firm.
She stood there, naked, head bowed, hands instinctively covering her body, her whole being like a reed trembling in the wind.