Questions sur les chansons d'amour

Chapitre 61

What a coincidence! A secret passage could be created with just a casual kick?

My eyes crinkled into crescents, and the scholar's eyes sparkled too. "Uh, well, scholar, I don't think I'd mind running away a third time."

The scholar quickly rolled up the picture book and nodded vigorously, "Yes, I can come a second time too."

What are you waiting for?

The two of them immediately forgot their earlier hardship, and without saying a word, happily jumped in one after the other.

The secret passage wasn't long, only a few dozen meters. Although we didn't walk very fast, we soon reached the end.

There seemed to be a large, round opening ahead, but it was currently tightly sealed by something. A few faint rays of light peeked out from the small gaps. As one got closer, one could hear a strange, intermittent humming sound. The clearer the sound, the more restless and agitated one became.

The scholar and I exchanged a glance, both seeing the same suspicion in each other's eyes. The scholar's eyes were especially excited, shining like candlelight in the dark secret passage.

My eyes crinkled with laughter.

Chapter 129: Stealing the Painting

The scholar, with his long legs, strode across in a few steps, peered through the small opening, and with just one glance, revealed an excited smile of "I knew it!" He moved swiftly, spreading the Xuan paper out in the dark passageway, and with a flick of his brush, lines flew across the paper.

I peered curiously through another small crack.

What a sight! A living erotic scene.

On the other side of the sewn-up room, light gauze fluttered, and the screen, curtains, embroidery table, and zither stand—all these furnishings indicated that this was the boudoir of an unmarried young lady. Within this boudoir, on the side wall, directly facing my gaze, was a striking embroidered bed, exquisitely beautiful with carved and embroidered flowers. The gauze curtains on the bed were still drawn, revealing a scene of sensuality: two alluringly beautiful naked bodies were entangled, writhing and twisting. Uncontrollable moans escaped from the woman's disheveled hair and indistinct features. The man, his eyes slightly closed, embraced the woman with blissful pleasure. His sharply defined features were beautiful and alluring, his bare back smooth and white, his body graceful and captivating, his muscles firm and strong. He was moving rhythmically within the woman. On the floor in front of the bed, clothes were scattered haphazardly.

Tsk tsk, they're actually having an affair so openly. Coming into a girl's bedroom in broad daylight.

I watched with great interest, my eyes crinkling at the corners.

The scholar bumped into me. "Brother Lin, move aside a bit, I can't see. I need to look in another direction."

I snapped out of my daze, looked down at the scholar's painting, and couldn't help but scold him, "What is this? Your painting is really not good at all!"

The scholar was very humble and immediately asked, "Really? Then Brother Lin, tell me, where is it not well drawn?"

"…There's light on her legs, didn't you see it?" I said dismissively, tapping him on the head.

"...And also, his muscles should be drawn according to the direction of the texture...like this, like this..." My fingers tapped and pointed on the drawing.

The scholar nodded and nodded, then asked questions and argued, still puzzled.

The two argued heatedly, gradually forgetting their inhibitions, and their voices, neither loud nor soft, drifted into the inner room.

The man, who was straddling the woman and engaging in vigorous activity, suddenly stopped, opened his eyes, his gaze clear and cold. He frowned, then suddenly raised his hand, and with a loud crash, a large hole suddenly split open in the smooth wall, from which two people tumbled out.

A scholar, a boy.

The two men scrambled to their feet, looking startled and flustered. They exchanged glances, seemingly ready to flee at any moment. Their eyes darted around, taking in the man on the bed, who had his eyes slightly closed and continued his actions as if he hadn't seen them at all. The woman beneath him, lost in passion, moaned softly, completely unaware of the changes taking place in the room.

Uh, nobody's paying attention?

The two exchanged a glance. The scholar-looking man quickly spread out the Xuan paper and continued painting, while the boy in the light green robe simply squatted to the side and gave instructions.

The man on the bed never expected that exposing the peeping tormentor would have such an outcome. The veins on his forehead throbbed, and he finally couldn't hold back any longer. He opened his eyes, straightened up, and released, then lazily sat up on the bed. The woman couldn't take it, screamed, and fainted.

The man turned around, his face handsome and his eyes full of charm. He lazily took out a towel and wiped his body, his movements elegant and captivating. His eyes were cold, but a wicked smile played on his lips.

Both men showed expressions of amazement. The scholar immediately lowered his head and continued, while the boy excitedly tapped the screen with his fingertips, expressing his new opinions.

The man was speechless, his lips twitched, and finally he couldn't help but become curious.

He walked up to the two men who were arguing head to head and couldn't resist getting closer to see their painting. As soon as he got close, a cloud of white powder suddenly flew up in front of him. He knew something was wrong and tried to back away, but it was too late. He inhaled the powder and immediately became dizzy. He collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Hahaha, I've been tricked!" I jumped up excitedly from the ground, clapping my hands and laughing. The scholar also stood up, holding his painting like a treasure, so excited that he stammered, "Brother Lin, this, this is my, my best painting, I'm most, most satisfied, hehehe."

"Of course, with this young master helping, how could it not be good?"

The scholar squinted his eyes and nodded vigorously, his gaze filled with admiration as he looked at me.

Just as I was feeling smug, the men who were performing the live erotic scene outside the door noticed the commotion inside and became alert. Some were calling for their young master, while others had started banging on the door. I quickly dragged the scholar along the secret passage and slipped out.

His third escape attempt makes a grand entrance.

However, the first time someone rescued me without me having to lift a finger, and the second time I was just dealing with some lowly servants, which I handled with ease, but the third time was unexpectedly arduous and difficult.

The pursuers behind us seemed to be all experts. Not only were they well-coordinated, but they were also incredibly fast. No matter how we turned or created any chaos, they immediately caught up. If I hadn't been quick-witted, I would have been caught long ago.

They were chased all the way to the city gate, and they were so exhausted that they could collapse at any moment.

Suddenly, I saw a large group of people in official robes ahead, surrounded by heavily armored guards, their swords drawn, keeping the common people at bay. My eyes darted around, and I immediately turned in that direction.

If we can cause chaos among this group, the pursuers behind us will suffer. Then, the scholar and I, two little fish, can slip away when no one is looking.

Seizing an opportunity, he dragged the scholar and slipped under the guard's arm with a whoosh.

The guards immediately panicked, and the pursuers arrived just in time.

I raised my hand, about to sprinkle the powder, when I suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in white standing in the crowd, smiling serenely. Even among thousands of people, his radiance remained undiminished.

He immediately withdrew his hand, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I dragged the scholar along and ran straight to Mo Yu's desk.

Chapter 130: Power

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"Assassin! Catch the assassin!"