Chapter 222 The Moon Represents My Heart
"Sister-in-law… Sister-in-law."
Wang Zhi quickly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, revealing a somewhat lewd smile.
"This subordinate… this subordinate is under orders to search for an assassin."
"Assassin?"
Su Qing's delicate brows furrowed, a hint of displeasure in her tone.
"You've searched all the way to my room? Commander Wang, do you think there could be a man hiding in my room?"
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"
Wang Zhi waved his hands frantically, scared.
Su Qing didn't say anything more, just stared at him silently.
Wang Zhi looked at her ambiguous gaze and suddenly mustered his courage.
He sidled closer, his eyes shifty, and asked tentatively,
"Sister-in-law, Lord Liu… has he not been to your room for a long time?"
Su Qing snorted coldly, turned her head, leaving him with a beautiful profile, her tone resentful.
"What does it matter whether he comes or not? I'm better off alone, it's peaceful."
Hearing this, Wang Zhi's courage instantly swelled, lust taking over, forgetting to bring his brain along.
He bravely moved closer again, his voice trembling slightly.
"Then, Sister-in-law, alone at night, aren't you… lonely?"
This question was no longer an insinuation; it was practically an explicit proposition!
Su Qing cursed Wang Zhi's ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart, feeling a wave of nausea.
This pig, compared to Great Hero Yan, was like mud next to clouds!
But for the sake of her beloved man, she still suppressed her disgust, turned her head, and teaseed her beautiful hair at Wang Zhi with a charming look.
"Lonely, what can I do about it?"
She sighed softly, her eyes hazy, as if they held hooks.
"Long nights, tossing and turning, unable to sleep night after night, there's nothing that can be done."
After speaking, she no longer looked at Wang Zhi, swaying her slender waist, and gracefully walked back into her room, leaving Wang Zhi with a figure that sparked endless imagination.
Bang!
Wang Zhi felt as if something had exploded in his mind!
This was a hint!
This was absolutely a blatant hint!
He trembled with excitement, immediately turned around, and roared at his subordinates,
"What the hell are you all standing around for? Keep searching! Even if you have to pry up the floor tiles, find that son of a bitch Swear Not to Return for me!"
After sending his subordinates away, Wang Zhi paced back and forth in the courtyard alone, his heart anxious, every second feeling like a year.
Finally, as dusk fell and night descended.
He could no longer suppress the stirrings in his heart, tidied his clothes, and furtively made his way towards Su Qing's room.
Wang Zhi's lustful heart was now burning brighter than the lanterns in the night.
He moved like a thief, hugging the wall.
He looked back every three steps, and peered around every five steps, his movements extremely lewd.
Finally, he reached the bottom of Su Qing's window.
The window had a gap, through which a dim, ambiguous candlelight shone from inside, along with a refreshing fragrance.
Wang Zhi's nostrils twitched twice, feeling half his bones go soft.
It was Sister-in-law's body fragrance!
It was truly soul-stirring!
He gently pushed, and the window creaked open.
Wang Zhi cautiously slipped in, then closed the window tightly.
Inside the room, Su Qing was sitting on the edge of the bed, her back to him, arranging her waterfall-like hair.
In the candlelight, her graceful figure was as ethereal as a fairy.
She seemed to hear the movement, her shoulders trembled slightly, but she did not turn around.
Wang Zhi immediately became excited.
What did this mean?
This was tacit approval!
This was a welcome!
He tiptoed over, his heart pounding incessantly, feeling an unprecedented tension and excitement.
"Sister… Sister-in-law…"
Wang Zhi's voice was dry and hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing.
Su Qing's body trembled again, a hint of shyness on her face, and she said in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz,
"Commander Wang, you… what are you doing here? If the master finds out…"
"What the hell does he know!"
Wang Zhi's courage instantly swelled. He strode to the bedside in a few steps, his eyes glowing green, staring intently at Su Qing's snow-white nape.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry!
Lord Liu is still in the front courtyard catching assassins; he has no time to bother with you!
I just… I just feel sorry for Sister-in-law, sleeping alone…"
As he spoke, his disobedient, lecherous hands reached towards Su Qing's shoulder.
He was about to succeed!
However, just as his hand was about to touch Su Qing's skin.
An abrupt change occurred!
A dark figure, without warning, leaped down from the rafters!
The dark figure landed with almost no sound.
Wang Zhi was completely unaware, suddenly feeling a chill on the back of his neck, followed by a sharp pain.
Wang Zhi's vision went black, and he collapsed limply, unable to utter a single sound.
Shen Yulou knocked out Wang Zhi with a swift hand chop, his movements clean and decisive, without any hesitation.
Looking at Wang Zhi, unconscious on the ground, Shen Yulou was expressionless.
He had made some progress recently studying with Sister-in-law; his control over his strength was already quite good.
Finishing blows are a good habit.
Shen Yulou stepped forward and, with another gentle thud, gave Wang Zhi's back of the head another whack with a stick.
Now, even his own mother probably couldn't wake him up.
"He… will he really believe it when he wakes up?"
Su Qing looked at the unconscious man on the ground, nervously clutching Shen Yulou's sleeve, her voice trembling.
"Whether he believes it or not isn't important."
Shen Yulou casually tossed the stick aside, a mischievous smile appearing on his face.
"People, sometimes they forget what they've done, but as long as the evidence is conclusive, they'll even deceive themselves."
His tone shifted, his gaze grew fervent, and he scooped Su Qing into his arms.
"However, to make the act more convincing, let's turn this fake show into a real one."
The delicate body in his arms visibly stiffened.
Su Qing's pretty face was so red it could drip blood. Held like this by him, feeling his strong embrace and firm chest muscles, she felt her legs turn soft, and she could only shyly bury her head in his arms.
"You… are you trying to turn this fake show into a real one, or… or are you just lusting after my body?"
This question, for Shen Yulou, was a freebie.
The two of them were not on the same level at all.
Shen Yulou shook his head, his eyes slightly profound, his tone incredibly sincere.
"Neither."
"It's because I love you too deeply, unable to extricate myself."
Boom!
Su Qing felt all the hairs on her body stand on end, her body tensing.
This… these explicit and direct words of love gave her goosebumps all over, her scalp tingled, and she felt every drop of blood in her body boiling.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, she loved hearing it.
It was a million times better than anything that pig Liu Wenxuan ever said.
She lifted her enchanting face, her limpid eyes gazing foolishly at Shen Yulou.
"You… you say you love deeply, how deep is it?"
Shen Yulou smiled slightly, carried her to the window, and looked at the bright, clear moon outside.
"You ask me how deep my love is, how much I love you?"
"I just want to say."
"My feelings are true, my love is true."
"The moon represents my heart