Chapter 28: The Physiological Urges of Young People

  A spring dream for one night, leaving no trace...

  Yun Cong's consciousness gradually returned, feeling cool on his lips, he stretched out his hand to touch - damn, how could he be drooling so much?

  Even if Ben Shuai has a spring dream, but theoretically speaking, it shouldn't be drooling, should it?

  Sat up with a start, casually pulled over his shirt and got out of bed to walk to the table to drink some cool water to sober up, but suddenly found under the teacup was a note.

  Yun Cong's heart skipped a beat, what the heck is this? Who put it here? He picked it up and took a look. On the paper note, in elegant yet bold small script, was written a long passage: "To Your Honor: According to the investigation by the civilian woman, since half a month ago, there has been an increase in Jianghu people in Yanjing City, mostly with Liao nationality accents, totaling around 100 people. They are divided into batches and gather separately. Their words are few, their actions are cautious, but they often appear near the Governor's Mansion and various Wei camps. The civilian woman was ordered to assist you, and dare not delay, so she secretly investigated and found out that they were all sent by the Liao people, including members of the imperial family. In my humble opinion, the Liao people's hidden warriors in Yanjing are plotting something obvious, I hope you will be cautious. This matter should have been reported to you, but since you have already gone to bed, I left this note as a warning. North Mountain has no snow."

  Written by a beauty? Yun Zheng picked up the paper again, took another look, and brought it to his nose for a sniff. Hmm, not bad, there's a hint of that light orchid fragrance on Beishan Wuxue's body.

  "Huh? That's strange. Based on my years of experience, the beauty of a beauty's face is usually inversely proportional to the beauty of her handwriting. How can Bei Shan Wu Xue's handwriting be so good-looking? Is it that my experience in that world doesn't apply in this one? Or could it be that this cold beauty really does have some substance?"

  Yeah, but it's got connotation, the more connotation, the better the feel... Oh, the more connotation, the more atmosphere. Yeah, the more atmosphere. Yun Zheng took another sniff of that scent and then with a sly smile, carefully tucked away that note - this is the precursor to a love letter, don't be skeptical, haven't you seen those girls in class giving notes to their crushes for the first time? It's usually not about serious stuff, right? Same principle.

  It's just like two people who obviously have a crush on each other, but can't just start making out right away, right? They've got to talk about life, talk about their ideals, and then talk about fashion, talk about hobbies. And then they discover, oh wow, you think the same way as me! And then they start getting romantic, holding hands, hugging, kissing... uh, stop there, I'm a Five Good Youth striving for glory in the Four Modernizations.

  To sum it up in one sentence, passing notes is just like a virgin's first time. Once there's a first time, there must be a second time; once there's a second time, there will be countless times afterwards, until they are intimate and no longer need to pass notes - of course, that's because by then everyone has long been dissatisfied with just passing notes.

  What? What are you asking about? Hmm, this question is worth exploring. Let's just say it like this: You stand at attention with your bare butt, and in front of you appears a beautiful woman who isn't wearing any clothes either. At that moment, what part of you rushes to the forefront - That's right! Just hand it over, convenient!

  Yun Teng smiled slyly, just wanting to sing a few lewd songs, but unexpectedly the door creaked open and a pretty maid with a red face came in.

  The maid outside heard the movement in Yun Zheng's room and hurriedly opened the door to serve him. As for her red face, it wasn't a blush - Yun Zheng hadn't done anything yet - she had been waiting outside for Yun Zheng to get up and got frozen.

  Yun Cong's face stiffened with a sly smile, and he twitched slightly, as if to indicate that he had just been exercising his facial muscles. Then, pretending to be serious, he said: "Xiao He? Hmm, it's quite early, okay, stop dawdling, come help Ben Shao Ye change clothes."

  "Yes, Third Master." Xiaohuo quickly walked to Yunzhuo's side, took away the clothes that he had casually thrown over his body, and reached out to tie his pants. However, his hand accidentally touched a cold and wet patch on his thigh, causing him to hastily withdraw his hand in surprise, exclaiming: "Third Master, what's going on?"

  "Huh?" Yun Zheng lowered his head and took a look, his intentionally stern face suddenly turned bright red, stuttering: "Uh, this is, that... uh, what's it called."

  This young lotus was originally a clever woman from an official family, after her father got into trouble and the family declined, she ended up becoming a maid in the Yun household. Mrs. Yun saw that she was knowledgeable and reasonable, so she assigned her to be Cloud Zhēn's personal maid. She was two years older than Cloud Zhēn, and recently had become more aware of human affairs. Seeing Third Young Master like this now, she felt half-aware in her heart, and without realizing it, her face flushed red with shame, not daring to ask again.

  In this era, personal maids were generally considered to be bedfellows. Although Yun Ting was a bit younger before, so the maid by his side had not been allowed by Mrs. Yun to merge with Yun Ting, but helping Yun Ting change clothes on weekdays did not need to be avoided, after all, in this era, personal maids were viewed as their master's people.

  Xiao He's hand moved slightly, ready to pull down Yun Zheng's underpants. Yun Zheng was startled and quickly covered himself, stuttering: "Uh, I'll do it myself, you... go find a pair of pants for me first." His emotions were tense, and he couldn't even be bothered to refer to himself as "Ben Shao Ye" anymore, after all, it's a habit of saying "you" and "me".

  Xiao He's face turned crimson as she retrieved a silk undershirt from the wardrobe and handed it to Yun Zheng, knowing he was feeling somewhat embarrassed. She turned her head away, not looking at him. Only after Yun Zheng had changed did she turn back around to help him adjust his other attire.

  Yun Teng said, "Niangniang, this little brother has been holding back for over a decade, I don't know if it's his first time having an ejaculation. Looking at Xiao He's expression, it seems like it's his first time." After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but warn: "Xiao He, you mustn't tell anyone about what just happened."

  Xiao He actually had a good relationship with Yun Zhong, but seeing him say this, she was only shy and not afraid, her pretty face red as she smiled and asked: "Third Master, what story did you dream of? Where did those dirty things flow from?"

  "This... " Yun Cong coughed lightly, pretending to be a innocent young man, and said with a hint of shyness: "It's just that I dreamed that when I was sleeping, a woman came... hmm, she looked a bit like you... to help me change my clothes, but somehow, she also took off her own clothes, then we slept together... and then we hugged each other... and then I woke up."

  Xiao He's small face turned bright red, and she said in a low voice: "Third Master is just thinking wildly, I serve the young master as it should be, how could I take off my own clothes and sleep with the young master?"

  Yun Teng said: "What's wrong with that? You are the young master's personal maid, personal and close, naturally you should stick with the young master, isn't that right?"

  Xiao He's face turned bright red and he didn't dare lift his head. He muttered like a mosquito: "Madam said Third Young Master is still young..."

  "What's wrong with being young? You just saw... cough, this proves that it's completely possible!" The matter concerning whether he was a man or not made Yun Feng suddenly become tough.

  "That dirty thing......" Xia He's voice was almost inaudible: "Did it flow out from there?"

  Yun Cong saw her stealing a glance at his lower body, and suddenly raised his head and puffed out his chest: "That's natural - but that's not dirty stuff - how about this, next time I'll tell my mother to say that your room is very cold, let you move into my room to live, so if I have any urgent business, it's convenient for me to call you."

  The little lotus only kept her head down and didn't respond.

  Yun Zheng saw Xiao He's gentle and charming appearance, plus the physiological urge of a young person in the early morning, his heart suddenly surged with blood, he stretched out his hand to grab Xiao He's hand and said: "I'm very cold, let's warm up first..."

  Xiaohua's heart was racing like a deer, and she didn't know whether to accept or refuse. For a moment, she couldn't make up her mind, and before she knew it, Yunzheng had pulled her into his arms. Wanting to push him away, she found that her strength was of no use at all, and her heart became flustered.

  Yun Zheng was about to make his move, and then burst out with a small universe - oh, little brother, but heard the sound of Yun Jun's voice outside: "Third brother, third brother? Are you ready? Yun Xi and Yun Ji have already formed their teams, just waiting for you!"

  Alas! I should have known better and left yesterday when I said I would depart at noon today!

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