Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 100: Caught by Parents?

The beeswax oil lamp emitted a crackling sound, creating a strange atmosphere in the room.

Following the gaze of the three individuals, Xin Zhuo also looked towards the shoes that Huiruqing had forgotten to hide by the bed. A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he quietly propped up his arm, placing it on Huiruqing's graceful body as if pretending to support the bedding that she had propped up.

"I brought a few pairs of shoes for changing, but I realized that I brought the wrong pair. Maybe it belongs to someone in my village," he casually explained.

This explanation was quite weak. The difference between men's shoes and women's boots was quite obvious.

The gazes of Bai Xuanji and the other two individuals shifted from the shoes to the bed. The slight bulge in the blanket was not very noticeable, and they couldn't quite figure out what had happened.

However, they did have something important to discuss, so they closed the door, paid their respects as teacher and students, and then sat on either side of the desk.

Helian Sheng got straight to the point and said, "We apologize for disturbing you. We just received news that tomorrow's Wuzi Stele Enlightenment will have the seating arrangement organized by our Yikui House. This decision was made after a joint discussion among the other teachers."

"Why is it Yikui House that is arranging the seating?" Xin Zhuo asked.

This matter was somewhat inexplicable. When it came to enlightenment at the stele, everyone would just sit together and casually observe. It didn't matter who realized what, right?

Bai Xuanji explained, "There is still some significance to the seating arrangement. The Wuzi Stele is very ancient and extremely fragile. It can only be observed from a distance and not up close. Therefore, all the guests, including the students, need to stay one zhang away."

This one zhang distance was already considered a safe distance from the Wuzi Stele. If they were to observe it with their naked eyes, it would be fine. However, if they were to use True Qi to sense it, the closer they were, the stronger the sensation, and the farther they were, the weaker the sensation.

Therefore, whoever sat closer and had a moderate straight-line distance would have the highest chance of realizing something. At least, that was what all the guests thought.

Li Xiyue also explained, "As for why it is us who are arranging the seating, it is because the other teachers believe that Xin Zhuo's military strategy and tactics are unparalleled, and our students have also received great education. Therefore, it is most reasonable for our house to arrange the seating."

After considering for a moment, Xin Zhuo could understand this explanation. It was similar to queuing up for medicine or waiting in line at a restaurant in his previous life. Although everyone would eventually get their turn, it felt more comfortable to be at the front. It was probably the same for this Wuzi Stele Enlightenment Conference.

"What are your thoughts?" he asked.

"The students... really have no thoughts," Helian Sheng said with a bitter smile. "We thought about arranging the seating based on the order of arrival, but unfortunately, the invitation from my Qiugong Pavilion did not mention that accommodations and meals would be provided before the start of the Wuzi Stele Enlightenment. Therefore, all the guests are staying outside the mountain and only arrived today. It's hard to say who arrived first and who arrived later."

Bai Xuanji continued, "The students also considered arranging the seating based on the size of the forces, which would have been the most appropriate. However, the guests from various sects and forces are all quite average, and there isn't much difference between them. We're afraid that no matter how we arrange it, they won't be satisfied."

Li Xiyue added, "If the arrangement is not done properly, it might cause a commotion and bring shame to our Qiugong Pavilion."

After the three finished speaking, they looked at Xin Zhuo with a somewhat conflicted expression. This was the true purpose of their overnight visit.

After thinking for a moment, Xin Zhuo asked, "Do you have a list of the guests and their introductions?"

"Yes!" Helian Sheng stood up and handed over a booklet.

Xin Zhuo casually flipped through it and nodded. "Where there are people, there naturally needs to be order. When the order is unclear, we use force to determine superiority and inferiority. If even force is unclear, then we can only rely on moral righteousness to constrain. I understand. Tomorrow at the beginning of the Mao hour, I will make the arrangements."

The three individuals exchanged glances and their faces brightened. They all stood up and bowed, saying, "We will take our leave, Teacher."

"Creak—"

The door closed, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

After confirming that the three individuals would not return, and when it was quiet outside, Xin Zhuo immediately threw the booklet aside, turned around, and lifted a corner of the blanket.

The person under the blanket also happened to raise her face. It was unclear whether she had been holding her breath or was feeling nervous, but her pretty face turned extremely red. Her big eyes blinked, and her cherry lips pouted, not only cute but also somewhat charming.

The posture of the two individuals at this moment was also quite...

In any case, when Xin Zhuo turned around, Huiruqing had already grabbed his shirt collar. He lowered his head, his chin touching Huiruqing's nose.

A hot breath rushed towards him.

In such close proximity...

Xin Zhuo seemed to hear his own rapidly accelerating heartbeat. His face also turned red. He had never experienced anything like this in his two lifetimes. It was much more exciting than when he kidnapped Su Miaojin.

This damn throbbing.

"You just stuck your butt out at me!"

Huiruqing's breathing was heavy, and she didn't dare to meet Xin Zhuo's gaze. Lowering her head, she wrinkled her nose and muttered.

Xin Zhuo suddenly found it somewhat amusing. He slid down a bit and embraced Huiruqing's slender waist.

"You... What do you want to do..."

Hui Ruqing's body stiffened for a moment, her voice trembling slightly. Because they were very close, her breath sprayed onto Xin Zhuo's face.

A faint scent of orchids...

Curious, Xin Zhuo asked, "Why is there a scent of orchids?"

Hui Ruqing still didn't dare to meet his gaze. With her head against his chest, she whispered, "I ate orchid candy. I've loved eating them since I was little..."

"I don't believe it, let me smell..."

Just then,

A piercing, sharp, and even somewhat effeminate voice came from outside, "Hui Ruqing, why haven't you returned to your quarters? What kind of decorum is this?"

Xin Zhuo immediately sat up, his hair standing on end. He quickly got out of bed and folded his pillow into a long gun, with the cold tip of the gun gleaming.

His eyes also showed some uncertainty.

It was the old man who was chasing after him, coming to find him.

"I...I understand..."

Hui Ruqing, like a little girl who had done something wrong, quickly jumped down from the bed and put on her shoes. However, her body felt weak, and her face blushed all the way to her neck, with a misty look in her eyes.

"Who is he?" Xin Zhuo asked in a deep voice. This was a matter of life and death, which made him very sensitive.

"He...he's a servant from my house."

Hui Ruqing glanced at his expression and let out a sigh of relief.

Opening the door, the old man was indeed standing outside, looking at Xin Zhuo with a fierce expression, as if his precious cabbage had been stolen by a pig.

Xin Zhuo instantly guessed the cause and effect, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He cupped his fists and said, "Old man, please forgive the misunderstanding!"

The old man coldly smiled, not buying it.

On the other hand, Hui Ruqing turned around, wrinkled her nose, and made a fierce expression. She pretended to pinch him with her small hand and said in a coquettish voice, "You little thief, bad person..."

"Creak—"

The door was closed again.

The sound of two footsteps gradually faded away.

Xin Zhuo let out a sigh of relief and sat back on the bed, not knowing whether to laugh or be afraid.

There was actually such a master in Hui Ruqing's house. It must have an extraordinary background. As a small mountain bandit, it was no wonder...

But who should he reason with?

Would that old man be resentful and make a move again?

He lay down, his hands behind his head.

Bored, he picked up the guest book and flipped through it.

...

November 23rd.

The Appreciation Conference of the Wordless Stele in the Autumn Palace Pavilion, known as the Enlightenment Conference.

It had begun.

When the first ray of morning light appeared, symbolizing "losing in the east and gaining in the sunset," hundreds of bookcases had already been set up in the Dongyu Courtyard. The seats and names of various sects and forces were neatly arranged.

Xin Zhuo led twenty students from his school, exhaling white mist and beads of sweat on his forehead. He scanned the surroundings, not missing anything, and then sat in a corner to rest.

"Is this...reasonable?" Bai Xuanji looked at Xin Zhuo.

The arrangement of Master Xin seemed completely random, without any logical order.

The students also looked over. They had expected today's arrangement to be extremely clever, but it seemed like it was just randomly placed.

"Of course it's not reasonable!" Xin Zhuo wiped away his sweat. He still had to argue about it.

(End of this chapter)