Huancheng Deep

Kapitel 14

"You're too despicable." Ye Yan was about to strike Xiao Han when he heard a cold voice say, "I advise you not to make a move." Zhan Ge had already jumped off the rooftop.

"What did you say?" Ye Yan, who was always competitive, seemed to have heard something funny. He burst into laughter.

"Don't laugh, with your martial arts skills you can't possibly beat Xiao Han," Zhan Ge said. "Hmph, there aren't many people in the world who can beat me!" Ye Yan sneered.

"Then he is one of the few people who exist in this world." Zhan put away his flute and spoke gently. "Tianqing, you've been talking a lot more nonsense today," Xiao Han said unhappily.

"I guess I'm getting old," Zhan Ge said casually.

After that, the four of them stood together strangely for a full hour.

"You're back." Yu Zhou, who had been reading, said upon seeing a white figure. Yuan Yang smiled and casually tossed her clothes aside.

"Brother Yu is reading!" Of course, there's a huge book right in front of him. "Mm," Yu Zhou replied casually.

"Then why don't you take a rest, Brother Yu?" Yu Zhou shook his head and said, "Brother Yuan, you should rest first. I still want to read a book." Yu Zhou was slightly flustered.

"Oh," Yuan Yang said with a hint of mockery. But she still lay down, and Xiao Qing, who was circling a pillar, also quieted down.

In the quiet of the long night, the moonlight, like water, gently fell upon Yu Zhou's face. His eyelids were already drooping, but Yu Zhou still propped his head up. Meanwhile, Yuan Yang, lying on the bed, was all smiles. "Brother Yu, aren't you going to sleep?" Yuan Yang asked again.

Yu Zhou was startled, then jolted awake and gave an awkward laugh, saying, "I'm not too sleepy yet." But Yu Zhou's drowsy eyes made it clear that he was very tired. However, Yuan Yang remained calm and said, "Then Brother Yu, take your time reading."

Yu Zhou subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but Yuan Yang happened to see this. There are some subtle things that Yu Zhou doesn't easily notice, and this just so happens to be his fatal weakness.

An hour later, Yu Zhou's eyelids were completely out of his control and were about to close tightly.

But Yu Zhou persisted. However, Yuan Yang asked again, "Brother Yu, you're very sleepy." Yu Zhou had lost all interest in continuing. This night had passed, but there were countless other nights to come; he couldn't escape his fate forever. He steeled himself and lay down next to Yuan Yang, determined to ask the dean for another bed.

Yu Zhou curled up tightly, leaning to the very edge. But Yuan Yang, whether a restless sleeper or intentionally, kept moving closer to Yu Zhou. Yu Zhou retreated while inwardly groaning. Finally, Yuan Yang even put her feet on Yu Zhou's legs and wrapped her arms around his waist. Yu Zhou desperately wanted to remove her groping hands, but the difference in strength between a woman and a man was too great, and he couldn't get away at all.

In the end, Yu Zhou gave up and sighed. But what Yu Zhou didn't expect was that Yuan Yang actually put her arm around his waist and leaned against his chest. If Yu Zhou hadn't seen that his eyes were closed and his breathing was even, she would have really suspected that he was pretending to be asleep. But the way they were like was really ambiguous.

Yuan Yang's warm breath tickled Yu Zhou's face. Yu Zhou couldn't help but look at Yuan Yang's features; his long eyelashes fluttered, so beautiful. A straight nose, cherry-red lips—he was undeniably a handsome man. Yu Zhou's hands even became restless, wanting to touch him, but he felt embarrassed. While his hands hesitated, Yuan Yang rolled over and pinned Yu Zhou beneath him.

Yu Zhou now felt that Hamburger was actually the most pitiful one. Right now, her lips were practically touching Yuan Yang's; with just a slight movement, their lips could close intimately together, while Yuan Yang's legs were wrapped around Yu Zhou's waist. The ambiguous moonlight shone unreservedly upon them both.

Unable to sleep through the long night, Yu Zhou endured this inhumane torture.

Upon waking up early in the morning, Yu Zhou was greeted by dark circles under his eyes. Yuan Yang innocently asked, "Brother Yu, your eyes...didn't you sleep well?" Knowing full well what he was talking about, Yu Zhou sensed a hint of amusement in Yuan Yang's eyes.

"It's nothing, I'm just like this by nature." She could only say that it was her own lust that got the better of her, and that he pressed down on her, keeping her awake. Yu Zhou didn't have the face to continue. Looking at Yuan Yang, he was refreshed and dressed in white, her skin as white as snow. She exuded a faint fragrance in the sunlight.

"That's good." With a stumble, Yu Zhou suddenly fell off the bed, his buttocks almost getting a bloody sore.

But how could he have fallen like that? Yu Zhou was completely baffled, but his buttocks were throbbing with pain. He quickly washed up and struggled out of Mu Yun's house. Yuan Yang watched Yu Zhou's retreating figure, a handsome smile suddenly curving her lips, a mixture of wickedness and amusement.

Yu Zhou's eyes were listless, bloodshot, and still a little drowsy. Coupled with the pain in her buttocks, she could only limp along, clutching her backside with her hand. Her face showed obvious pain; it was her fault for tripping and hitting her tailbone. But she looked like a man who had just been assaulted, especially with Yuan Yang following behind. The students in the classroom were all looking at Yu Zhou with knowing glances.

"You were a thief last night," Hua Qianmo said angrily. He had actually slept with Yuan Yang; the thought made him furious. "What? I just didn't sleep all night," Yu Zhou said calmly, though he was about to explode at Hua Qianmo's attitude, he was too tired and just wanted to sleep.

"Didn't sleep all night? What shameful things did you do?" Hua Qianmo said, looking at Yu Zhou's buttocks, her tone growing increasingly harsh. Her face also began to darken.

"What are you talking about? Something shameful! Hua Qianmo, are you out of your mind? What did I do to offend you? Don't forget, you're still my page." Hua Qianmo was really acting strangely today, showing no respect for her elders. Seeing Yu Zhou's pained expression, Hua Qianmo hesitated to speak. Then, noticing the bloodshot eyes, she hesitated for a moment, then simply said, "It's like this the first time. I have some ointment; you might find it helpful." Hua Qianmo spoke casually, leaving Yu Zhou somewhat bewildered.

"Yu Xuanyuan, here you go. Hua Qianmo's medicine doesn't cure the root cause; mine is better." Feng Youhuang took out the medicine from her bosom and gave it to Yu Zhou. Then she glared fiercely at Yuan Yang. Yuan Yang was also a little puzzled.

"Dissipate," Yu Zhou uttered softly. But the person next to him chuckled knowingly. Feng Youhuang's face also began to flush slightly. "Huh, isn't this medicine for treating a butt? Why are they laughing so knowingly?" Yu Zhou thought to himself, puzzled.

But she didn't know that the medicine that the man used to apply was not suitable for him.

[Misunderstandings and Ambiguity]

The first class has finally started. Yu Zhou is still feeling a bit drowsy.

Because the Six Arts classes at the Confucian Academy and the Martial Academy were usually held together, while other classes were separate. The morning session was for the Six Arts. The six students from the Martial Academy also entered the classroom, scattered throughout.

Yelü Longxu glanced at Yu Zhou. His eyes suddenly widened as Yu Zhou disappeared. A surge of anger welled up inside him.

"Yu Xuanyuan, what is this?" His narrow, fox-like eyes were filled with anger, his brown pupils contracting rapidly. He pointed at the bottle on Yu Zhou's table. Yu Zhou looked at the furious man before him, somewhat bewildered. But he still replied, "Medicine. Didn't you see the words?"

"Medicine? I know, I'm asking what you need it for." Yelü Longxu's words were laced with sarcasm. He was resentful that someone had beaten him to it. "You know and you still ask me?" Yu Zhou was practically going crazy. Hua Qianmo had been yelling and screaming all morning, and Feng Youhuang was being sarcastic too. She had just wanted to get some sleep. And now—that Yelü devil was bothering her again. "You like this medicine so much, you can take it and use it. I don't care anyway." Yu Zhou blurted out again. She was really tired. She didn't have the energy to argue with him anymore.

"What did you say!" Yelü Longxu's handsome face flushed red, probably from anger. "Are you deaf?! I said, use whatever you want." Yu Zhou shouted forcefully. Everyone in the classroom turned to look at them. Ambiguous glances swept over Yelü Longxu once again.

The other five members of the Martial Arts Academy were filled with amazement when they saw Yu Zhou. However, after the amazement, they were deep in thought. Seeing the dissipation in Yu Zhou's hand, they all looked at Yelü Longxu strangely, his reaction exceeding that of an ordinary person. Lei Li, on the other hand, had a hint of unease in his eyes.

"Yu Xuanyuan, do you know what this is?" Yelü Longxu saw that he seemed somewhat nonchalant, so he asked again, wondering if Yu Xuanyuan didn't know what it was. "Ugh, you're so annoying! It's just medicine." Yu Zhou, who had just lowered his head, was called back by Yelü Longxu. Although there was some anger in his eyes, he didn't have the strength to lash out.

Yelü Longxu suppressed his anger again. "Do you know what this is for?" "It's just wound medicine. I saw you fidgeting, so I thought you wanted to apply it too!" Yu Zhou said casually, a hint of allure in his eyes.

"This is for a man's first time, not a wound medicine," Yelü Longxu said seriously. "What!" Yu Zhou suddenly woke up from her dreamlike state. Her eyes widened like saucers. No wonder they were laughing so intimately when she came in, and why Hua Qianmo was suddenly angry—now she understood everything. She roared, "Feng—You—Huang, explain yourself!" Her anger turned towards Feng Youhuang. Feng Youhuang was initially delighted, but the loud roar told her that Yu Zhou was angry with her again.

“This, um… Xi Meng (Hua Qianmo’s courtesy name), you speak.” Feng Youhuang pushed Hua Qianmo forward again. Hua Qianmo gasped, trying to catch her breath, but then she saw Yu Zhou’s eyes were bloodshot and filled with raging anger. “I thought you looked unwell, and with the way you looked, I thought…”

"You think I was... you know? Hua Qianmo, I have to admire your imagination!" Yu Zhou said with a smile, holding the bottle. "Yu Zhou, I didn't expect you to praise me like that!" Hua Qianmo scratched her head shyly.

“Yes! I also discovered that you have some kind of potential.” Yu Zhou patted Hua Qianmo on the shoulder. “What potential?” Hua Qianmo asked blankly.

"Matchmaker! All this gossip and rumors, adding a mole will make it even more convincing!" He yelled into Hua Qianmo's ear, then tossed the bottle of medicine on the ground. Hua Qianmo's ears started ringing a little.

A slight smile played in Yuan Yang's beautiful, crescent-shaped eyes. Jing Xieshang stared at the vanishing bottle, pondered for a moment, then looked at Feng Youhuang with some surprise. This kind of medicine was impossible to buy even with money, yet Feng Youhuang had produced a large bottle of it, showing no concern whatsoever when Yu Zhou broke it. His identity was not simple, and indeed, everyone who could enter the Six Arts Academy had an extraordinary background.

"Xiao Han, have you noticed that the atmosphere has changed?" Zhan Ge asked Xiao Han beside him, his eyes glancing sideways at Yu Zhou. "Yes, is this a shift in military positions?" Xiao Han replied.

"This is far more complex than military matters. Didn't you see how the atmosphere changed a lot after that boy said he was injured in the fall?" Zhan Ge added, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Hmph, none of my business." He strode to his seat, leaving Zhan Ge alone. Zhan Ge's hesitant blue eyes gleamed with an icy blue light, his smile carrying a faint hint of something. He then glanced at Xie Shang and Yuan Yang, and the three of them exchanged a smile.

"You idiot, did you see that?! That guy is even prettier than the young master!" Ye Yan said, drooling. "Yan, don't be so pathetic, don't drool over him!" Meng Tianfang said, embarrassed, pulling Ye Yan back. Although he also thought the young man in the seat was more beautiful than he could imagine, he still had to maintain basic manners. "You idiot, don't you think even Lei Li isn't as pretty as him?" Ye Yan looked at Yu Zhou, then at Lei Li. But as soon as Lei Li heard this, a sharp rap on the head struck both Ye Yan and Meng Tianfang. "You two, shut up, or I'll cripple you!" Ye Yan and Meng Tianfang simultaneously covered their heads, glaring resentfully at Lei Li.