Fortune Across the World

Chapter 127: The Patriarch's Arrival and the Villain's Slander

At this moment, Qing'er had shed all her aloof façades, reverting to the pure and innocent girl she once was, her delicate hand gently clutching the fabric at Ding Qiyu's waist. Ding Qiyu couldn't help but be moved, wanting to touch this exquisite beauty. She reached out and carefully touched Fu Ruqing's fair cheek.

Stirred by Ding Qiyu's "interference," Fu Ruqing instinctively turned her head in her sleep, her pink lips pouting slightly in displeasure. Ding Qiyu quickly withdrew her hand but inadvertently woke the beauty. Fu Ruqing slowly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with confusion, making Ding Qiyu's heart melt.

With a warm smile, Ding Qiyu kissed the corner of her lips, softly saying, "Good morning, Qing'er~"

Fu Ruqing's beautiful, bewildered eyes gradually cleared, and the memories of last night's intimacy flooded back, turning her face a deep shade of red. She averted her gaze and whispered back, "Good morning..."

Ding Qiyu's smile widened, asking indulgently, "So, does Qing'er want to rest a little longer, or would you like to get up now?"

Last night, wrapped in Ding Qiyu's embrace, Fu Ruqing had the most restful sleep she had experienced in over a decade. Despite the soreness in many parts of her body, her mental fatigue had completely dissipated. Lingering in bed wasn't her style, so she obediently replied, "I should get up..."

Ding Qiyu adored her gentle and sweet demeanor, immediately laughing, "Alright, my Qing'er wants to get up. I'll get dressed first and then help you."

"Mm." Though a bit shy about being helped with dressing, Fu Ruqing cherished Ding Qiyu's indulgence and waited patiently for her assistance.

Ding Qiyu quickly dressed herself and placed the clothes Silver Sui had prepared for Fu Ruqing by the bed. She then sat on the bed and carefully lifted Qing'er from under the covers, letting her lean against her.

As Fu Ruqing sat up, she felt the pronounced ache in her waist and abdomen, accompanied by the discomfort from below. She inhaled softly in pain, which Ding Qiyu noticed immediately, hugging her tighter with concern, "What's wrong, Qing'er?"

Feigned ignorance—if not for Ding Qiyu's actions last night, how would she feel this way? Fu Ruqing thought with a bit of shy annoyance, blushing as she playfully scolded, "It's all your fault..."

A woman as cool and composed as Fu Ruqing only showed such girlish vulnerability to Ding Qiyu, a rare and precious sight. Hearing this, Ding Qiyu's heart skipped a beat, eagerly appeasing her, "Blame me, blame me. I'm the big bad one. Once Qing'er feels better, you can have a go at me."

Her affectionate tone sweetened Fu Ruqing's heart, bringing a soft smile to her lips. Adopting a bit of Miss Fu's authoritative air, she playfully demanded, "Dress me~" Were Silver Sui and others to witness this side of their esteemed Miss Fu, they'd be so shocked they could swallow an egg whole.

Given her directive, Ding Qiyu immediately began dressing the person in her arms. However, Silver Sui had prepared a particularly intricate outfit for Fu Ruqing, far more complex than the previous day's. Accustomed to wearing men's clothing, Ding Qiyu struggled with the elaborate women's attire, clumsily fumbling with the fabric, her hands inadvertently brushing sensitive areas.

Initially enjoying Ding Qiyu's pampering, Fu Ruqing began to sense something amiss as her sensitive spots were repeatedly touched. Was Ding Qiyu truly helping her dress, or taking liberties? Glancing up at Ding Qiyu's expression, Fu Ruqing felt a mix of embarrassment and frustration, silently chiding her for being so deft in undressing last night, yet so clumsy now. With no strength to protest and too shy to call Silver Sui for help, Fu Ruqing endured the embarrassment, letting Ding Qiyu have her way as the room's air grew slightly cooler.