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Chapter 205 Lakeside Rendezvous
The Duke's Mansion.

Qiao Niang was sweating profusely in the kitchen, arranging the freshly made pastries on white jade plates, and then looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

These are her specialties; they are not only exquisite in appearance but also have a rich and layered taste, soft, glutinous, and sweet.

Then, she took out the soup bowls steaming in the steamer and piled them full on the tray with the snacks.

She didn't rush to leave. She picked up the balsam juice that had been prepared in advance, dipped a little with her chopsticks, and placed it in the center of the dessert.

The cook next to her laughed and joked, "Why does Auntie have such a leisurely mood today, making such exquisite dishes? Compared to yours, my pastries seem too perfunctory."

Qiao Niang was a little embarrassed: "It was the old lady who instructed me. The second master has been busy with the affairs of the yamen and managing the business these days, which is really too tiring. She asked me to make some pastries for him to take with him to eat. They may look fancy, but they are definitely not as delicious as your pastries."

The cook grumbled, "But the second young lady wants it to look beautiful. She sent a maid over yesterday to tell me to make sure it's made to look exquisite."

"I have so much work to do every day, I don't even have time to catch my breath, and she still makes all these demands. Why doesn't she just go to Zui Xiang Lou and order a few dishes?"

Just as he was grumbling, he suddenly fell silent: "Speak of the devil, and he appears; he's here."

As they were talking, Liang Su actually came to the kitchen with her maid, who was carrying a food box.

The cook immediately put on a smiling face: "Second Miss, why have you come in person?"

"I don't quite trust you guys with your work; I need to check it myself. Where are the pastries I asked you to make today?"

The cook eagerly brought over the pastries: "They're all here. There are three kinds of pastries and four side dishes."

Liang Su frowned slightly, a little displeased: "Didn't I tell you that these pastries should be more exquisite, preferably with some variety? Why is it still the same old thing?"

The maid behind her quietly tugged at Liang Su's sleeve and pointed towards Qiao Niang.

Liang Su's eyes lit up immediately, and he walked straight toward Qiao Niang.

Qiao Niang stopped what she was doing and bowed to Liang Su.

Liang Su didn't even glance at her, and instructed the maid: "This, this, and this plate, pack them all up and take them away."

Qiao Niang was taken aback: "Second Miss, these pastries are for Master."

Liang Su glared at him: "Can't you make another one?"

"But, but you can't eat this snack."

"My dad can eat it, but I can't?"

Qiao Niang hesitated, "I added a lot of precious medicinal herbs to the filling of this pastry."

Liang Su was getting impatient: "Why are you so long-winded? It's just two plates of pastries, how much could they be worth? Take them away!"

The maidservant stepped forward and packed the snacks into the food box.

“No,” Qiao Niang still tried to stop her, “I’m not saying I’m reluctant to part with it, but these pastries are really not suitable for young ladies like you. If you want some, I’ll make you another batch later.”

Liang Su impatiently shoved Qiao Niang aside: "How dare you be so ungrateful? I only ate two plates of your pastries because I thought highly of you. If you keep nagging, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Qiao Niang was pushed and staggered backward, her hand landing directly on the hot pot rim, burning her until tears streamed down her face.

"Second Miss, please listen to me..."

Liang Su glared at him and shouted angrily, "Are you done yet? Get out!"

Qiao Niang was used to swallowing her anger, and after being scolded by Liang Su, she dared not say another word.

Liang Su and her maid took some snacks and side dishes, and then walked away arrogantly.

After returning to her room and carefully dressing up, she left the Duke's mansion with her maid and went directly to meet Young Master Chu.

The two met again by the lake, in a secluded spot. When Liang Su arrived, her young master Chu was already waiting on the painted boat.

Dressed in white, tall and slightly slender, with delicate features, she exuded a scholarly air. Apart from being somewhat thin and lacking the nobility and fortitude of Gu Xizhi, Liang Su was quite satisfied with her.

Upon seeing Liang Su, Young Master Chu immediately rose from the painted boat, walked to the bow, and extended his hand to the two women, mistress and servant.

Liang Su hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand in Young Master Chu's palm, using the leverage to board the painted boat.

A maidservant followed closely behind, carrying a food box. She took the snacks out of the food box and placed them on the table inside the painted boat.

Liang Su blushed and said, "I made a few snacks myself and brought them for you to try, young master."

Young Master Chu looked at the desserts on the table, his eyes full of admiration: "Princess, you always manage to surprise me in a different way. I never imagined that in addition to your superb martial arts skills, you could also play the zither, compose poetry, and be a master chef."

"I've always felt that being able to cook for my family is a very happy and fulfilling thing."

Practicing martial arts is not what I truly desire. If I had someone to rely on, I would rather not show my face in public and wield weapons.

Young Master Chu admired her even more: "What the princess said is very true. You are skilled in martial arts and can bring peace to the country. You can also become the richest person in the world through business. If you were to be a wife, you would surely be gentle, understanding and considerate."

Liang Su gave him a reproachful look: "You haven't even eaten my snack yet, why are you being so sweet?"

Young Master Chu laughed heartily, invited her into the cabin, and ordered the boatman to set sail.

The painted boat glides across the shimmering lake, and the evening breeze brings the coolness of early autumn, making it very pleasant.

The light gauze curtains of the painted boat swayed gently. Two people sat inside the boat, one playing the zither and the other playing the flute. The zither and flute played together, creating a lingering melody that seemed to weep and lament.

When they got tired, they sat facing each other, enjoying snacks and drinks while composing poems, feeling as if they had known each other for a long time.

As night deepened, the stars and moon shone brightly, their light spilling onto the lake like shimmering silver fragments.

The night breeze grew increasingly cool.

The temperature inside the cabin was gradually rising.

Young Master Chu felt his whole body burning, and an indescribable feeling of tightness made his breathing rapid.

Through the soft light of the lanterns flickering on the painted boat, the eyes of the beauty opposite her also burned with passion. Her head was lowered, shy and timid, delicate and beautiful, even more alluring than the fairy under the moon.

Young Master Chu's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, swallowing his saliva along with the surging desire that rose within him. Then, like a ball of fire, it rose up and teased him relentlessly.

"Princess, I, I..."

He stammered, "Do you feel the wind is cool?"

Liang Su glanced at the gauze curtains that were being gently lifted by the night breeze, and gave a soft "hmm".

Young Master Chu pushed aside the zither in his arms, walked over, and lowered the heavy curtain behind the gauze curtain.

The red lanterns hanging on the painted boat were hidden from view by the curtain.

The painted boat suddenly became darker and filled with ambiguity.

Liang Su felt a little flustered and stood up: "It's too stuffy like this, and we can't see the scenery outside."

Who knew that in her haste to get up, she tripped over her own skirt and swayed to the side.

Young Master Chu took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, embracing her soft, fragrant body.

Liang Su could feel the other person's arm pressing against her slender waist, pulling her close to their chest.

A uniquely masculine scent, mixed with the aroma of wine, fills the nostrils, while the man's embrace is thick and broad, full of savage strength.

Her heart pounded like a drum, and she struggled frantically, saying, "Young Master Chu, please don't do this."

(End of this chapter)