Kiyomi Tsuki and His Fox

Chapter 78

Qing Jian Yue abruptly put Zhao Yu down, and Zhao Yu immediately collapsed into his arms, feeling dizzy and disoriented. He carried her to a chair and, with a beaming smile, presented her with a gift, "Wife, I have something good for you."

Zhao Yu patted her chest, still shaken. "Jian Yue, if you dare to play like this again, I'll make you regret it. What nice gift will you give me?"

"It's good stuff, it's good stuff." Qing Jianyue reached into the bag and rummaged around. "Wait and see, I'm going to give you a box of face powder."

Like master, like fox. The master was trying to please the beauty, and the white fox, not to be outdone, rushed to her side, wagging its magnificent tail and blinking its golden eyes in a flirtatious manner. Such a cute and docile animal would appeal to any woman, and Zhao Yu immediately hugged and stroked it. The white fox grinned, its pointed snout gleaming.

The white rabbit, smoke coming out of its nose, said, "That wretched fox! She'll hug me, but I won't. I'm beautiful too!"

Du Fangwei smiled and tried to appease her.

Qingfeng and Cai Zhonghe approached with smiles, getting a better look at Jianyue's antics.

Suddenly, Kiyomi Tsuki's two dark blue eyes darted around nimbly, and she swiftly pulled her hand out of the bag. "Bang bang bang bang, wife, a box of face powder."

Zhao Yu stared wide-eyed and asked, "Is it perfume powder or a jade pendant?"

"Huh? I took the wrong one." Qing Jianyue exclaimed hurriedly, "Wife, don't be angry, I'll take it again."

Qingfeng and Cai Zhonghe laughed loudly without any restraint, and the others couldn't help but laugh as well.

"Don't laugh, what's so funny? Humph, I'll touch it again." After putting the jade pendant back in the bag, Qing Jianyue started rummaging through it again, muttering, "Fragrance powder, fragrance powder, get to my hands quickly, fragrance powder, fragrance powder, get to my hands quickly. Ha, this time I really got it."

He pulled it out forcefully, and was immediately dumbfounded. It was the lollipop that Qingfeng had used to tease him.

People smiled through their tears.

Kiyomi Tsuki had a blank look on her face. "Huh? I made a mistake again. Honey, don't be angry."

Zhao Yu laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Jian Yue, you're still eating lollipops?"

"Qingfeng gave it to me. I can't help it, once I touch food, I can't bear to let go." Qingjian Yue's face turned red. Because it was so embarrassing, she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she angrily waved her fist at them, "You're not allowed to laugh, what's so funny? I just accidentally touched the wrong thing. Damn it, stop laughing."

Qingfeng laughed so hard she was shaking. Grandma Cai, Yang Xueli, and Mrs. Su collapsed into their husbands' arms, laughing so hard they were bent over. Zhou Yanhua reached out for help, and Li Anguo wanted to go over but was afraid of arousing suspicion. Just as he was getting anxious, Cai Zhonghe managed to help Zhou Yanhua to a chair and then continued laughing. As for the others, they didn't care about manners or image at all.

"Hmph, what's so funny about these people? Are you going to eat or not? If you're not going to eat, I'll eat."

Kiyoshi grumbled as she peeled off the lollipop wrapper, popped it into her mouth and licked it, then reached into her pocket and rummaged around until she finally found some face powder and gave it to Zhao Yu.

"A gift for me?" Zhao Yu looked at the face powder in her hand and asked suspiciously, "Jian Yue, did you really buy this?"

Qing Jianyue said indignantly, "Wife, why are you making such a strange face? This box of face powder was bought by your younger brother, riding my beloved beauty Feiyun, three thousand miles a day to the city to please you. This box of face powder cost me five taels of silver. Although it hurt a little, I still had to part with my flesh for my beautiful wife. How about it, are you happy?"

Cai Zhonghe muttered under his breath, "That scoundrel, he really knows how to lie through his teeth."

Zhao Yu took the powder box, opened it, and sniffed it. "It smells so nice. I wonder if it'll be any good to use?"

"I specially bought this box of face powder from Lao Miaoxiang. It's made from crushed four o'clock flower seeds mixed with fragrance. When applied to the face, it leaves a light, white, and fragrant finish, easy to apply evenly, and makes the skin delicate and smooth." Qing Jianyue sprinkled some powder onto Zhao Yu's face, but he only drew a few circles before clapping his hands and laughing mischievously. "Ha, all done! As long as my wife uses this face powder every day, she'll be as beautiful as a flower for a hundred years. Aren't you happy? Don't you like it?"

Mrs. Su said happily, "I didn't expect Jianyue to be so thoughtful."

Zhao Yu rubbed the face powder off her face and reminded her, "Sister, he's just teasing me. Don't be fooled by his sweet talk."

"What are you saying? This is a token of Jianyue's affection." Mrs. Su glared at her younger sister.

Grandma Cai smiled and said, "Jianyue, in three days it will be your and Xiaoyu's wedding day. You must treat Xiaoyu well."

Kiyomi Tsuki seemed a little shy, fidgeting with her hands behind her head, but then, thinking about getting married soon, her eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter. "Don't worry, sister, haha..."

Yang Xueli asked with a smile, "Jianyue, are you happy to have a wife?"

Like a well-behaved child answering its mother's question, Kiyomi Tsuki laughed and said, "Happy."

People were amused by his adorable silly appearance and burst into laughter again.

Mrs. Su laughed and scolded, "All you do is grin like an idiot, you heartless rascal. Weren't you worried about the cost of supporting a wife? Now you're grinning like that. Do you even really want to marry my sister?"

"I really mean it, I really mean it!" Qing Jianyue cried out, grabbing Zhao Yu's hand and shaking it left and right in his haste. To express his sincerity, he sang: "Wife, you are so beautiful; wife, I love you so much; wife, I like you so much; wife, let's get married; wife, let's ride in the bridal sedan chair; wife, let's play the trumpet; wife, let's have our wedding ceremony; wife, let's enter the bridal chamber; wife, let's drink from the nuptial cup; wife, let's kiss."

Then, he closed his eyes and, like an innocent child, pouted his lips for a kiss.

Good heavens! Good heavens! Does anyone in the world propose like this?

The people in the banquet hall burst into laughter. Who cares about appearances? Forget it, as long as they don't die of laughter.

Zhao Yu didn't know whether to laugh or scold him; she really didn't know what to do with him.

Chapter Thirty-Two: During the Banquet

"It's really lively here."

A delicate, sweet voice suddenly broke in, followed by Zhao Yu's soft gasp. Qing Jianyue opened her eyes, her pouting lips still agape. Supported by He Zhiqiang, He Yunya, like a fairy descending to earth, walked gracefully, surrounded by four pretty maids.

"I could hear lively laughter coming from the banquet hall from afar. I guessed that it must be Young Master Jian Yue playing pranks, and I was right."

As the siblings grew closer, Zhao Yu's heart began to race, and a bright blush rose on her pretty face, making her even more alluring. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with a captivating charm that could steal a man's soul.

From the moment he entered, He Zhiqiang's gaze was fixed on her, but his eyes were deep and unfathomable, like the deepest ocean floor, calm and still, making it impossible for anyone to guess the joys and sorrows in his heart.

Kiyoshi jumped up as if waking from a dream, grabbing Zhao Yu's slender waist like a child afraid of having their beloved possession stolen. Then, he puffed out his cheeks defiantly, as if to say, "Jealous? Draw your sword and fight me! Puff up your belly like a frog!"

Unexpectedly, his actions elicited a gentle smile from He Zhiqiang, his pearly white teeth gleaming. His smile caused Zhao Yu's beautiful eyes to widen in disbelief. In the blink of an eye, her lovely face changed, adopting a rather arrogant posture.

"Jianyue, help me back to my seat."

He Zhiqiang's smile vanished as if ravaged by a storm. Qing Jianyue couldn't help but chuckle to himself. He took Zhao Yu's slender hand and was about to help her back to her seat when Liu Xicheng rushed over, shouting.

"Sister Yunya, Sister Yunya."