Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 119: It Sleeps with Me

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: It Sleeps with Me

Can you please mind your own business for once!!!

Cui Yun: "I do want to see what kind of girl Miss Qiao is, outshining the Commandery Princess Youning."

When it comes to Qiao Si, Cui Bai’s eyes and brows soften.

"If she agrees, I’ll ask Mama to send for a matchmaker right away."

Qiao Si has always been a very assertive girl.

And for that, he had smoothed out all the obstacles in order to welcome her.

Once the marriage is set, why would my younger brother have any trouble seeing Qiao Si?

But Cui Yun was quite oblivious: "I’ll just go with brother tomorrow."

Cui Bai: ?

Cui Yun waved his hand lazily towards him: "The night is deep, I’m going back to rest."

Shen Hua: ...

Wow.

Bring her! Bring her! Bring her!

Shen Hua looks up at Cui Yun with stars in her eyes.

Cui Yun looks down into Xue Tuan’s wet eyes as if realizing something: "You want to go too?"

Now that Cui Yun had pointed it out, Shen Hua couldn’t be bothered to pretend anymore. She adorably nodded her head.

Cui Yun snickered.

Meanwhile, Ji Xin, holding a lantern, had been eagerly awaiting outside Ju Courtyard. In the thickening night, she hurried to greet the steady footsteps she heard in the distance.

Cui Yun didn’t give Ji Xin a glance, carrying the cat back to his room.

"It sleeps with me."

!!!

The cat happily wags its tail.

After all, this was Cui Yun’s implied agreement. He would take her out.

As for propriety between men and women...

She had already slept on Cui Yun’s bed.

Moreover, she is now a cat, and since she has already been held, there’s really no need to be prudish. No one will know when they wake up. Why worry about propriety?

Ji Xin: ???

So! You’re not planning on giving her back to me!!!

She couldn’t believe it for a moment.

"But... sir, this is my cat."

Cui Yun, with his noble demeanor, spoke words befitting a bandit.

"I’m keeping it."

Cui Yun turned to look at her: "Do you have a problem with that?"

His lazy smile: "Even if you do, bottle it up."

Ji Xin had to reluctantly bring over the nest and a small bowl filled with sheep’s milk.

Shen Hua glanced at the items in her hands, meowing a few times and clumsily gesturing. Seeing that Ji Xin did not understand, she tried to run outside.

"Hey!"

Cui Yun composed himself: "Go see what else it wants to take?"

Ji Xin ran up and picked up Xue Tuan.

Xue Tuan pointed towards Ji Xin’s room.

"Go there."

Ji Xin: ...

"The few small jars of ointment on the dressing table are all mine."

Ji Xin couldn’t understand what Xue Tuan was meowing about, but as soon as she placed Xue Tuan beside the dressing table, Xue Tuan went straight for her newly-bought, unopened ointment.

"You fancy this jar? Indeed, it’s exquisite, the colors bright and beautiful."

Just as Ji Xin finished speaking, her smile froze.

"Who opened this?"

"Meow."

Me!

Ji Xin was furious: "Has there been a thief in my room?"

After cursing a few times, she actually generously gave all the ointment to Shen Hua, and then carried her back.

Full of sadness, upon seeing Xue Tuan softly meow, waltzing around the room as if conducting an inspection, she followed her to the window.

"Do you like this spot?"

Shen Hua: "Basking in the moonlight is good too."

As soon as Ji Xin put down the nest, the cat crawled inside. Ji Xin took out a newly embroidered handkerchief.

"I embroidered it especially for you, take a look, does it resemble you?"

Shen Hua deigned to give it a glance.

Can’t make out it’s a cat. A tangled mess, even more appalling than Ningzhu’s embroidery.

Ji Xin: "Xue Tuan, you look just like this."

You’re the one who grew up so sloppy.

Xue Tuan meowed once, seriously making a suggestion.

"Don’t make it difficult for the handkerchief, it didn’t do anything wrong, did it?"

Ji Xin saw it gesturing quite impressively with its paws, and repeatedly looking up at itself. She laughed and said, "I knew you would like it."

Shen Hua: ...

Ji Xin considerately pushed the half-seated Xue Tuan down and covered it meticulously with the handkerchief.

"It’s so ugly, I don’t want to be covered with it."

If the handkerchief material were subpar, Shen Hua would have endured it, but she was always the most fastidious when it came to embroidery.

Shen Hua, fussing, had just sat up when Ji Xin pushed her down again.

Ji Xin, not reassured, said: "Be quiet at night, my lord is a light sleeper. Don’t disturb him."

She couldn’t help but fondly rub Xue Tuan’s fluffy head before stepping back.

The night grew deep.

After withdrawing, Ji Xin held the handkerchief in her hand, distraught, and ran off to question Ji Qing.

"Is my lord not going to give Xue Tuan back to me?"

She held onto a sliver of hope: "My lord will get tired of it eventually, right?"

Ji Qing glanced at her.

"Do you know why the furnishings in my lord’s study and room have remained unchanged for many years?"

"Because it makes it easier to find things."

"Wrong."

Ji Qing: "My lord, in fact, is one who cherishes the old times."

Even if Cui Yun had never seen Xue Tuan as a possession, it would probably not be long before he sent it to indulge the Madam’s happiness.

————

After Ji Xin left, Shen Hua kicked the handkerchief away. Then she bumped into Cui Yun, who had finished bathing and was wearing thin underclothes, with a lamp in his hand and the room’s soft yet dim light.

The young man’s dark hair was draped over him, with faintly colored lips. His eyes shimmered slightly, and his demeanor was elegant.

Shen Hua’s face inexplicably grew hot. Of course, no one could tell.

She turned around, but the sound of footsteps was heading towards her, getting closer and closer.

The air around Cui Yun was crisp and strong. He bent down and casually covered her again with the handkerchief.

Shen Hua: ...

Are you and your servant never done?

Annoyed, she sat down again, and with an irritated swipe of her meaty paw, she poked at the embroidery on the handkerchief.

Before she could cry out, Cui Yun spoke.

"Ji Xin’s embroidery could use some practice."

"Can I get another handkerchief, then?"

The cat’s voice was sticky and soft.

Cui Yun picked up the handkerchief and draped it over Xue Tuan, covering its body and head altogether, as if shrouding a corpse.

"Don’t be so picky."

Shen Hua suddenly realized.

Why Cui Yun was the young master, and Ji Xin the maid. Because Cui Yun was clever!

And Ji Xin always overly misinterpreted her intentions!

The inside of the room quickly became quiet.

Cui Yun lay on the bed, his expression indifferent, watching Xue Tuan by the window through the faint light.

Perhaps in a sulk, it lay rigidly still, motionless, without even pulling the handkerchief down. Not afraid of suffocating at all.

Cui Yun’s mood involuntarily improved.

Shen Hua inwardly grumbled.

— The benefactor from the past really had no manners at all!!!

— Little ghost is already six years old after the new year, Ji Ge is going to get married, but there aren’t any marriage prospects for the girl Cui Yun! There’s a reason for that!

Her meaty paws clenched, trembling and shaking with frustration.

Cui Yun, who practiced martial arts, had exceptional eyesight.

He noticed the handkerchief trembling, and the trend was getting more violent.

Suddenly, the faint voice sounded especially cool under the moonlight.

"Are you cursing me?"

No sooner had the words fallen than the handkerchief stopped shaking.

Cui Yun lightly chuckled. He didn’t continue to tease her and turned slightly, closing his eyes to sleep.

Shen Hua was tired from being angry. She smelled the calming incense, and drowsiness pulled at her nerves little by little.

In the middle of the night, she remembered something extremely important and abruptly jumped awake from her dream.

The moon rose over the willow tops, and a rustling noise came through.

Cui Yun opened his eyes, still on alert.

He looked over there.

Even he couldn’t help but widen his eyes in astonishment.

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