Chapter Four, you are being foolish

After a long time, Aunt Jin finally handed the small porcelain bowl from the maid's hand to her, yet she did not speak. The veins on the back of her hand were visibly bulging, indicating that she was making a great effort to suppress her emotions

The boyish girl squatting on the large branch of the maple tree has eyebrows like flying willows, exuding a hint of heroism. Her nose is round and delicate, her lips are plump and soft, and her pair of bright, large eyes resemble two pools of autumn water. Especially striking are her pupils, which are as transparent as black crystals, revealing a clever and lively sparkle that is hard to forget at first glance

Chu Yu squatted on the ground, weakly covering her face: "Forget it... you should change back."

Aunt Jin could not help but twitch the corner of her eye again

As the saying goes, when there are many lice, one need not worry; she pretended not to see, for without the command of the qin and sheng, they did not dare to approach

As soon as Chu Yu's voice fell, a cacophony of metal clashing from drawn swords and a chorus of fierce shouts erupted around her

Before Chu Yu had a chance to react, she collided into a cool and broad embrace. At the same time, a weak yet tender and clear male voice rang out above her head: "Mother, it is not a maid; if Mother is here, I am here; if Mother is not here, I am not here."

Jin Yao was taken aback, and a chilling murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Are you saying..."

The air was engulfed in a suffocating ... . ... dead silence

He is completely unaware, a "good child" who is as "honest" as can be.

A man with a baby face couldn't help but murmur, "Fortunately, I thought Third Master had taken a liking to her..."

After a moment of daze, Chu Yu revealed a grim expression on her face: "You three masters..."

Aunt Jin looked at Chu Yu and said lightly: "I believe that Miss Chu is certainly not the kind of foolish person who would act out of a moment's impulse, bringing suffering upon herself and her benefactor's family."

He knows that Old Jin's medical diagnosis will not be wrong, yet Chu Yu is extremely cunning, never leaving the side of Third Master, slippery as a fish, making them hesitate to take action against her due to the presence of their master

She gazed at the dangerously handsome face approaching ever closer, unable to suppress her heart pounding like a drum, her feet feeling unsteady, and her body stiff as wood

Well, if this "Water Goddess" does not call her mother, she would be very willing to go down and be close to the beautiful deities for a while

As Chu Yu struggled desperately against the arms that nearly choked her, she could not help but roar in her heart, this deeply affectionate scene of maternal love was clearly because—he had lost his mind, hadn't he!

Qin Sheng lowered his head to look at Chu Yu, who was gripping his collar. His naturally elongated eyes slightly drooped, and his amber pupils seemed to shimmer with a faint, alluring light like fine wine, quietly gazing at her

Ahem! Aunt Jin lightly coughed, interrupting his words

Indeed, this is the very aspect of him that she detests the most—his expression of calm elegance, managing to infuriate others without uttering a single curse word

Outrageous

She glanced expressionlessly at the beauty under the tree, shaking a finger slowly and deliberately saying: "Master Qin, for the thirtieth time, I have said that I will not eat! And do not call me 'mother'!"

Aunt Jin looked at the middle-aged man beside her, who had been gazing into the distance in silence: "Old Jin, after San Ye was injured, it seems his temperament has changed greatly. What do you think?"

In the exquisite pink-gold rimmed porcelain bowl, the rich and creamy milk exudes an enticing aroma

Even from a distance, Chu Yu could immediately sense several piercing gazes from the long corridor in the distance, sharp enough to kill, directed towards her

Jin Yao turned his face to glance at the two people in the distance who appeared to be "intimate" with each other. He then slowly tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, a fierce look flashing in his eyes: "Aunt, this Chu Yu, though she seems to be a rough and boorish girl, is not to be underestimated. Shui Yao has already discovered several times that she has been secretly surveying our courtyard, and it was at her hands that Third Master was injured."

The autumn days in the southern region are refreshing and bright, with a high sky and light clouds, a cool breeze and warm sun. The clear stream flowing through the courtyard adorned with red maple leaves appears even more pristine, with mist rising from the water, creating an indescribably beautiful scene

The voice on Friday grew increasingly cold: "Are we really going to let her roam freely like this"

Regardless of whether it is the celestial beings soaring above the clouds, where the snow freezes and the bones are solidified, or the kings who can summon clouds and rain with a mere gesture in the eerie darkness of the night, none would have any interest in the milk that the child drinks

By the stream stood a white-clad figure gazing up at a boyish girl with large eyes perched in the tree. In his hands, he held a translucent glass bowl. The autumn breeze lifted his dark, flowing hair, and his simple robe billowed in the wind. The mist of the water brushed against his snow-white skin, and between his elegantly arched brows and captivating eyes, a faint halo of light shimmered under the gentle sun. In his amber eyes seemed to be contained the boundless scenery of a clear autumn day.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Jin's narrow eyes suddenly fixed intently on her, and that strange gaze, which emanated a chilling aura, made Chu Yu feel inexplicably uneasy, as if she had committed some malicious wrongdoing

Chu Yu took a step back, raising an eyebrow warily: "What do you intend to do?"

It is a sin for a fool to be so good-looking

Mother ... ... I want to drink milk That gentle and soft voice rang out again, carrying a hint of barely perceptible sorrow

Does this fool need to be so stubborn? She casually mentioned that autumn is dry and her mouth feels parched, yet he has been staring at her with a bowl in hand from morning until noon, even calling out to her at the door when she goes to the restroom.

Upon being gazed at by those eyes, Chu Yu's heart inexplicably went numb for a moment, and her hand involuntarily relaxed. After a while, she spoke in a rough voice, "What... are you looking at?"

Watching Chu Yu finish a bowl of osmanthus soup, Qin Sheng suddenly smiled gently and elegantly: "Mother, it is time for you to nurse."

The situation has been closely monitored by Jinyao and his highly skilled subordinates, making it impossible not only to escape but even to find a way to send a message to Old Hu.

The scent emanating from him clearly reached her nostrils, a web woven from the faint fragrance of grass and trees intertwined with the aroma of cold springs, gradually enveloping her, rendering her unable to move.

Old Jin had a gaunt face, with two thin mustaches and a pursed mouth that turned up at the corners, always appearing to carry a kind smile. However, the cold glint in his triangular eyes sent shivers down one's spine

Mother, the newly made osmanthus flower soup is ready, would you like to give it a try

Aunt Jin raised her hand, and only then did the surrounding crowd step back; the murderous aura in the room remained, suffocating.

Chu Yu : " ... ... "

Chu Yu looked at his sparkling, beautiful eyes, then glanced at the bowl of enticingly fragrant, pure white milk that seemed to have appeared from nowhere. Unable to hold back, she gritted her teeth and said, "You already look so milky when you drink milk; can you not say such nauseating things with that face?"

She detests eating all these mushy and sticky things, as they make her feel like she is eating mucus

Mukuo immediately lowered his head and respectfully said, "Chief, it was Mukuo who spoke out of turn."

A cold hand suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her back forcefully in an instant when she was completely unprepared

Simply put, this gentleman has been rendered foolish by her

Aunt Jin could no longer maintain the calm and indifferent facade on her face; she closed her eyes and said with a strange expression, "Third Master, my head... is not feeling well"

Friday coldly spoke up: "Who is Third Master, how could he take a liking to that kind of person? Mu Yao, can such words be said casually?"

Chu Yu's heart raced with alarm, her face flushed: "What... what do you want to do"

At such a close distance, it seems as if a soul-stirring seed has fallen into the heart, inexplicably stirring the strange desires that germinate deep within.

One month later

In a moment of daze, one could hardly distinguish whether they had mistakenly wandered into the Kunlun Langhuan realm, where they beheld the Water God standing by the shore, an exquisite beauty beyond compare

Chu Yu lowered her head and looked: "What is this..."

At the moment when their breaths intertwined, he slightly parted his thin lips, his voice gentle as water: "Mother—your skin is yellow and floating, your eyes lack spirit, the whites of your eyes are yellow, your skin is dry like a turtle, and you are as thin as a monkey. You should drink more nourishing broth to moisten your body; as your son, how can I allow you to be so willful."

He gazed at her intently for a while, then suddenly reached out to gently caress her cheek, slowly leaning down towards her, a faint smile as light as a warm breeze playing at the corners of his thin lips

Qin Sheng seemed to be lost in thought: "Mother, how about I drink your milk?"

Such a blatant threat made Chu Yu unable to contain the anger in her heart, but she also knew that this was not the time to show off with words. So, with a quick turn of her big, dark eyes, she mocked, "For someone of Master Qin's status, what beautiful women are there to lack? Why would you need someone like me to serve you?"

The beauty under the tree slightly furrows her brow, as if she is filled with a hint of confusion and bewilderment

Every time she hears it, she gets goosebumps and her embarrassment syndrome flares up

However

"Mother, this is the newly made osmanthus soup, you must give it a try" The melodious and magnetic voice sounded for the thirty-first time

Chu Yu was momentarily stunned, and in a fit of rage, pushed away that beautiful face: "Damn it, get out of my way!"

The Jin generation, surrounding Master Qin San, are all first-rate strategists or military officials. They each perform their duties on a daily basis, and it is rare for them to gather, especially Old Jin, who is even more elusive than a dragon, only appearing when significant matters arise concerning the sovereign.

Are these people all perverts

A few figures standing in the distant corridor all let out a sigh of relief

Chu Yu's forehead twitched with veins, and finally unable to endure any longer, she jumped down from the tree with a "whoosh". Grabbing the collar of the beautiful woman in white before her, she gritted her teeth and angrily said: "It's one thing to be foolish, but do you not understand human language! I won't eat! I am not your mother!"

... ...

Chu Yu stiffened for a moment and let out a cold snort. After all, the Qin family had been wanting to kill her for quite some time, especially since their family head referred to her as "mother".

Such frivolous behavior, she knew she should slap him, but her gaze stubbornly lingered on the exquisite red mole on his delicate lower lip. This vermilion mole was unlike ordinary ones, the size of a cherry blossom petal, not protruding, situated perfectly in the center of his beautifully shaped lower lip, resembling a birthmark, as if someone had applied thick crimson rouge to his refined thin lips, vibrant and dripping.

What on earth is wrong with my mind

This matter is too bizarre; she must inevitably test the waters before making a decision on how to respond

Meanwhile, the faces of the members of the Qin family all displayed an extremely twisted and pained expression, as if each of them had swallowed a pound of excrement

Chu Yu instantly raised her hand to tightly hold her chest, her face contorted, and she shouted loudly: "Might cannot be subdued, poverty cannot be moved; even if you kill my entire family, I still have no milk, absolutely no milk, and even if I had milk, I would not feed him!"

She should not yield to Aunt Jin's coercion, employing any delaying tactics, remaining here to serve as this brainless child's "nanny" and "personal maid" until he returns to normal

However, in the next moment, Chu Yu understood why the other party's reaction was so strange

Aunt Jin's gaze turned slightly cold as she said, "Old Jin also mentioned that Third Master is currently suffering from a head injury, with only around thirteen years of memory left, and his memories are disordered. His behavior is strange, and the first person he saw upon waking from the injury was Chu Yu. Like a fledgling recognizing its mother, he stubbornly insists on what he believes, which is why he is so fiercely protective of Chu Yu."

Old Jin did not respond directly, but instead stroked his slightly curled beard and smiled gloomily: "What is there to be anxious about? The master merely has some stagnant blood in his mind that has yet to disperse; it will not be like this for a lifetime. Moreover, do you not remember why Third Master personally appeared at the fire scene?"

The atmosphere is just right, the scenery is picturesque, perhaps she should not waste the beauty before her that is so captivating

Does she want to take advantage of the situation

This is outrageous

Mother ... ? ... Why is that demon still calling her mother? ? ! ! What does that look of a little chick searching for its mother mean? !

The beauty furrows her brow, inadvertently evoking sympathy in others

He raised his hand, gently and irresistibly scooping up the osmanthus soup and "crunching" it into her mouth.

Qin Sheng smiled gently: "Mother does not like to be called 'niang', probably because she comes from the southern region, where people refer to their mothers as 'ma'. From now on, can I call you 'Mama'?"