The Young Gentleman Who Needed a Wedding for Luck (02)

Sensing the host's thoughts, 11 gave him a boost of confidence: [Don't worry, host. According to the original setting, the protagonist's brain was damaged in an accident, so he doesn't know anything about sex. When he wants to get close to you, he can only hug or hold your hand at most.]

Even if the plot deviates from the expected path, you can use physical weakness as a reason to refuse him.

11. Hearing this, Xue Ci felt relieved.

But something just feels off.

He rubbed his nose, which had been red from the impact, and glanced at the main character, who was still staring intently at him, his eyes never leaving him since earlier.

That's a bit silly, really.

Is it some kind of delicious cookie?

Jing Yun, who was standing nearby, also noticed Qin Zhuo's gaze. Even if someone is good-looking, it's not right to stare at them like that; he felt embarrassed for Qin Zhuo.

But considering Qin Zhuo wasn't exactly bright, his actions were understandable. He tried to smooth things over. "Brother Zhuo, you haven't met this person before, have you? He's Song Xueci, the young master of the Song Family. Shall we say hello?"

Qin Zhuo's face flushed instantly, though it wasn't noticeable against his tanned skin. He raised his arm, scratched his hair, and bulged out his muscular arms. "Pretty, beautiful little lady..."

Xue Ci: "..."

What are you shouting at him for?

Jing Shan was also taken aback by Qin Zhuo's blunt words. How could he say such vulgar things!

He immediately said, "Brother Zhuo, you must be mistaken! Although Xue Ci has delicate features, fair skin, a slender waist, and big eyes, he is definitely a man!"

Qin Zhuo blushed even more, as if he had done something wrong, his handsome features showing a hint of naivety. "I admit my mistake, beautiful lady."

"..." This confirms that the protagonist's brain was indeed damaged in the impact.

"Our master's brother is a very honest man." Jing Shan didn't want to directly tell Xue Ci that the other person wasn't Qin Zhuo, "Master is resting in the house in the backyard."

Qin Zhuo then slowly said "Oh," picked up the wooden box and walked towards the backyard. As he passed Xue Ci, he took a few deep sniffs of the air.

It smells so good.

Turning to the side, his gaze fell directly on Xue Ci's neck.

Qin Zhuo's ears burned as if someone had pulled them, and she immediately looked away.

His elder brother had taught him that it was impolite to stare at others. Besides, he had just mistaken this handsome young man for a young woman.

Qin Zhuo's expression showed a hint of annoyance.

However, to outsiders, he was just a big, dumb guy who harassed other men.

After the person left, Jing Yun explained to Xue Ci, "This is Master's half-brother, two years younger than Master. He was hit on the head by a carriage last year and has been mentally impaired ever since. He was originally still studying at the school, but he always ran away to go home. Master was afraid something might happen to him, so he simply let him stay at home. He occasionally comes over to bring Master things."

"He's a good person, just too blunt and doesn't know how to express himself tactfully. Don't take what happened earlier to heart."

Xue Ci nodded. "I understand."

He poured out the tea leaves and turned to go into the backyard.

As soon as he pushed open the door, Qin Zhuo, who had been sitting on the stool, immediately looked in his direction. His eyes were dark and bright, like a lump of black ink, yet easier to understand than ink.

Although he wasn't very bright, it didn't stop him from looking even more robust than Qin Wuzhen next to him. When Qin Zhuo wasn't speaking, he exuded an aggressive, bandit-like aura.

In comparison, Qin Wuzhen clearly safer.

Xue Ci finally sat down next to Qin Wuzhen.

Several delicate pastries appeared on the table, emitting a sweet aroma. The osmanthus blossoms were especially fragrant.

Qin Wuzhen didn't introduce Qin Zhuo directly, but instead pushed the pastries in front of Xue Ci: "These were made by my second aunt at home, would you like to try some?"

Xue Ci was already captivated. After wiping her hands with the damp handkerchief Qin Wuzhen handed her, she picked up a piece and put it to her mouth.

Qin Zhuo continued to watch.

He saw Xue Ci open her lips, and the tip of her tongue, which was very pink and looked very soft.

With her snow-white teeth, she bit off a small piece of pastry, which was then rolled into her mouth by her tongue.

Her mouth is so small.

This is all I can eat.

I imagine her belly is small too.

Qin Zhuo's thinking is very straightforward; he looks at whatever comes to mind without any beating around the bush.

He lowered his gaze, trying to move it to Xue Ci's stomach.

Unfortunately, his older brother blocked him.

Qin Wuzhen wasn't looking at anyone; he was staring intently at an ancient book with complex characters. His gaze remained fixed, yet he could still discern how many crumbs of pastry were stuck to Xue Ci's lips.

The damp handkerchief was handed out again, as if it were prepared specifically for someone.

Xue Ci it and whispered "Thank you."

Qin Wuzhen then closed the book. Seeing that Xue Ci was about to eat the remaining pastries, he moved them away before he could.

Xue Ci's eyes widened in disbelief. "There's still half a piece..."

However, Qin Wuzhen didn't ask, "Did you eat anything on the way here today?"

Xue Ci lowered her eyes and ignored Qin Wuzhen. But after a while, she leaned closer again and said in a sweet voice, "I ate two roasted chestnuts, one hawthorn, and two fried cakes."

Qin Zhuo thought there was so little.

Why is his older brother being so stingy?

Qin Wuzhen: "Eating too many of these sweets can easily cause bloating, and we'll be walking uphill later, so you'll feel uncomfortable."

Seeing that her coquettishness was useless, Xue Ci lowered her eyelashes and whispered "Oh".

Qin Wuzhen stood up and said to Qin Zhuo, "I'm going out in a bit. Are you staying here or going home?"

Qin Zhuo his head. "Big brother, Second Mother told me to stay here and help you, not to stay at home idle all day."

Qin Wuzhen's expression shifted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "You helped out at home, so it doesn't count as idleness."

Qin Zhuo came to the Qin Family last year, not to claim kinship, but to borrow money to handle his birth mother's funeral.

Master Qin and his first wife had long since passed away, leaving only Qin Wuzhen and his second wife to manage the household. The second wife, having been married into the family for many years without bearing children, was furious upon seeing Qin Zhuo, her stepmother. To make matters worse, a mad horse unexpectedly ran through the street, charging straight at Qin Wuzhen.

Qin Zhuo shielded him from the blow, and when he woke up afterwards, his mind was not clear.

Qin Wuzhen disliked mistresses who came to his door and originally intended to pay them off. However, Qin Zhuo had saved him from this ordeal, so he could be considered Qin Zhuo's savior.

He eventually took Qin Zhuo home to care for her.

The second wife was naturally dissatisfied, and her attitude was always terrible. After he told her off a few times, she at least dared not make any more underhanded moves on the surface.

He didn't consider Qin Zhuo a younger brother yet; they spent most of their time at the pharmacy, so their relationship wasn't particularly close.

However, after Qin Zhuo suffered a head injury, he treated him like an older brother.

You have to tell him everything.

Their relationship gradually improved as they spent more time together.

"Brother, tidying up the woodshed isn't important work." Qin Zhuo's gaze darted back and forth between Qin Wuzhen and Xue Ci. "Are you going to the mountains soon? I know about herbs too, take me with you!"

Qin Wuzhen was initially reluctant to agree, but seeing his sullen expression, she relented. "You can come along too, but don't wander around in the mountains, it's dangerous."

Qin Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he readily agreed.

Qin Wuzhen: "The bamboo basket is outside. Let's pack it up now and we can leave immediately."

Xue Ci obediently went out with Qin Wuzhen.

There was no movement behind him for a long time, so he turned around and saw Qin Zhuo staring intently at the pastries on the table.

It turns out I was hungry.

Xue Ci didn't disturb him and quietly went out.

Unbeknownst to him, after he left, Qin Zhuo secretly wrapped the leftover pastries in oil paper and hid them in her bosom.

*

The mountain Qin Wuzhen mentioned was half an hour's walk from the pharmacy.

Xue Ci was physically weak and exhausted herself by the time she reached the foot of the mountain.

He was breathing slightly heavily, his lips were rosy red, and fragrant, warm breath kept escaping from between them.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on her cheeks, like a piece of pinkish-white mutton fat jade.

It must feel warm and smooth to the touch.

But no one dared to touch him, feeling that the young man's body was fragile all over.

Like a beautiful piece of porcelain, it's so fragile that it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Qin Wuzhen told his apprentice to leave with Qin Zhuo first, while he stayed behind to take Xue Ci's pulse.

Fortunately, the pulse was not serious.

There was a temple at the foot of the mountain. Just as Qin Wuzhen was about to take Xue Ci there to rest for a while, he saw Qin Zhuo running back from not far away.

"Big brother, let me carry the young master on my back!"

Xue Ci paused, then looked up at him with her wet eyes.

Qin Zhuo met the gaze and felt as if something had tickled her heart, making her feel itchy and tingly all over.

That's strange.

His throat started to go dry, and he swallowed hard. "I'm very strong, I won't hurt you."

Qin Wuzhen was slightly surprised.

After Qin Zhuo's accident, he became shy and didn't even want to go to school. Why would he volunteer to carry someone today?

"Big brother?"

Urged on by Qin Zhuo, Qin Wuzhen didn't think too much about it and asked Xue Ci for her opinion.

Xue Ci's next task is to successfully marry Qin Zhuo.

This is a good opportunity for him to get closer to Qin Zhuo.

"Big brother, I'm willing." Xue Ci glanced at Qin Wuzhen, bypassing Qin Zhuo Wuzhen, and said, "Thank you."

Qin Zhuo felt a sweet warmth in her heart, as if she had eaten honey. After handing the bamboo basket to Qin Wuzhen, she immediately walked to Xue Ci and squatted down.

She turned to look at him, her eyes showing a hint of expectation.

Xue Ci: "..."

Do you really enjoy carrying people on your back?

It's very heavy.

He didn't waste any more time, bent down, and his legs were quickly caught by the man's honey-colored hand.

Qin Zhuo stood up and felt Xue Ci's soft flesh being squeezed little by little by him.

So soft... and so light.

Qin Zhuo's heart was pounding. He didn't understand why his heart was beating so fast; he only felt that his whole body was covered in the young master's fragrance.

It's so hot.

My lower abdomen felt hot.

Something needs to jump out.

Qin Zhuo opened his mouth, his breathing gradually becoming heavier.

Xue Ci didn't notice why his breathing was disordered, and thought it was just because carrying people up the mountain was too heavy.

Qin Wuzhen followed closely behind, keeping a very close distance in case of any accidents.

Even when Xue Ci leaned slightly, he was able to catch her thigh in time.

Xue Ci actually feeling a little uncomfortable.

The path up the mountain was even steeper, and his thigh kept bumping into Qin Zhuo. He didn't know if he was hitting the man's bones, but it hurt him a lot.

Fortunately, the mountain wasn't high, and they only needed to climb halfway up.

Qin Wuzhen found a smooth, clean stone, placed the prepared cushion down, and let Xue Ci sit down to rest.

"I'll go check if there are any herbs we need nearby. You and Qin Zhuo stay here and don't wander off."

Although only a few years older, Qin Wuzhen's speech and behavior were much more mature and composed.

After giving his instructions, he walked towards the nearby bamboo grove.

The air in the mountains was fresh and natural, and the gentle sunlight filtered through the towering trees, casting dappled shadows on the young man's face.

The young man picked up a fallen yellow wildflower from beside his feet and gently sniffed it.

A gentle breeze stirred, and light and shadow danced on Xue Ci's body, her flowing hair ribbons and black hair fluttering in the air.

His eyes were slightly raised, but his gaze did not fall on any particular spot.

Is this some kind of little deity descended to earth?

Qin Zhuo stared, completely mesmerized.

The sun rises.

He quickly noticed that Xue Ci was hot.

Even in a short-sleeved shirt, I was covered in sweat, let alone Xue Ci was wearing two thick layers.

Qin Zhuo unscrewed the water bag he carried with him and placed it next to Xue Ci. Only after Xue Ci blinked at him in confusion did he dare to speak, "I washed this water bag clean, it's not dirty inside."

Xue Ci: "I don't mind."

Qin Zhuo scratched his head, chuckled foolishly twice, and then watched the person opposite him drink water.

Xue Ci had gotten used to being watched, so she pretended not to notice.

He was still sweating after drinking the water.

His family was afraid he would catch a cold, so he always wore an extra layer of clothing compared to others. If it was early autumn and the midday sun was strong, he would inevitably feel hot.

There was no one else around except Qin Zhuo. Xue Ci reached out and unbuckled her belt, intending to take off her outer garment.

However, ancient clothing was far too complicated, and he couldn't unbutton it no matter what he did, so he frantically tugged at his chest with both hands.

He ripped open her collar, instantly exposing her fair chest to the air.

Xue Ci's fingers were also entangled, and instead of getting rid of it, she became breathless from exhaustion.

Her lips were rosy and her breath smelled sweet.

Qin Zhou stared blankly, unconsciously feeling his throat dry and swallowing hard.

The man swallowed so loudly that Xue Ci heard it too. She looked up to ask him if he wanted some water, but then she saw Qin Zhuo staring straight at her chest.

"..."

Xue Ci's shoulders trembled slightly.

He tucked his toes in, biting his lip lightly as if considering something. After a moment, he whispered, "Don't look at me..."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Qin Wuzhen's voice came from not far away—

"Qin Zhuo, what are you doing?"

The man's voice was somewhat stern. Qin Zhuo seemed to finally realize what was happening, immediately averting her gaze and stammering, "I... I didn't peek at the red dot..."

Xue Ci was stunned.

Upon hearing what Qin Zhuo was saying, his blood rushed to his cheeks, and whether from anger or embarrassment, he couldn't tell; his light-colored eyes became misty.

Qin Wuzhen frowned slightly and stepped between the two, blocking Qin Zhuo's view.

He was facing Xue Ci, and as soon as he bent down, he saw Xue Ci raise her face to look at him.

The corners of her eyes are upturned, making her look like an innocent little animal.

"Brother Zimu, I want to take off my clothes."

Xue Ci raised his arm, not finishing his sentence. He meant that he couldn't take it off himself and wanted Qin Wuzhen's help. Qin Wuzhen didn't think of that; he simply assumed Xue Ci was dependent on him and wanted his help to get it off.

Of course, he did as instructed.

After gathering up the scattered clothes, Qin Wuzhen half-squatted down and easily smelled the fragrance emanating from Xue Ci.

It has a light, comforting flavor.

I don't know if it came from his mouth or his chest.

Qin Wuzhen's hands inexplicably quickened their movements. As he helped remove the outer garment, his knuckles accidentally brushed against the soft spot on the chest.

It was so soft that Qin Wuzhen's palms went numb.

here it is...

Realizing where he had just touched, the man's fingers involuntarily curled up.

The next second, he saw Xue Ci's shoulders tremble sensitively.

Author's Note:

My baby is a sensitive baby.

The eldest brother will learn a lot about Xue Ci's reactions from his married younger brother.

I do it every night.