The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Qin Tong hurriedly exited the study and stood in the academy, feeling annoyed and thinking: "This Junrui doesn't know good and evil. It's you who asked me in, and you who asked me out! Am I really a dog?"

After calming down, I comforted myself and thought, "That's right. In the eyes of these masters, aren't slaves like us just like dogs?"

Feeling a little sad, I slowly walked out, but heard the matchmaker's voice coming from outside the academy door.

Qintong's heart skipped a beat, he was haunted by this voice, and he definitely couldn't hear it wrong.

But although the matchmaker's voice was soft, she was already outside the academy door. Now that she could not avoid it, she ducked behind the academy door and listened carefully.

I heard the matchmaker pulling the matchmaker into the academy door.

The piano boy looked behind the crack in the door and saw Cui Yingying's graceful back, but the matchmaker was still holding a bulging bag of things.

Qintong was very surprised and thought: "What is this?"

After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly understood that Zhang Sheng had told the matchmaker that he had ten taels of silver and could borrow the beautiful bedding that Yingying liked, so this was it.

Bujue shook his head slightly and thought to himself: "Hey, this Cui Yingying is really in love with her. Even the bedding was delivered to her door by herself! It's just a pain for the matchmaker." Bujue went to see the matchmaker.

But when the matchmaker came to the courtyard with Cui Yingying, she said, "Sister, I'll go over there. You wait for me here." She walked to the study door and knocked lightly on the study door.

In the study room, Zhang Sheng's mood was as chaotic as tangled knots. He was eagerly looking forward to Cui Yingying's arrival, but he was also full of anxiety and uneasiness.

As soon as he heard the knock on the door, Zhang Sheng was upset and thought: "I just drove this dog slave away, why is he bothering me again!"

Just as he was about to throw the cup on the table at the door, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt that the gentle knock on the door was definitely not caused by this dog slave, could it?

Zhang Sheng suppressed the secret joy in his heart and asked calmly, "Who is it?"

Qin Tong was behind the academy door. Hearing Zhang Sheng's calm inquiry, he knew that Zhang Junrui already knew it. Otherwise, if he thought it was my words, how could he have such a polite tone?

The matchmaker responded softly: "It's your mother in the previous life." Her words were joking, but she couldn't hide her inner caution.

Zhang Sheng was overjoyed and thought: "This matchmaker deliberately spoke like this instead of calling me brother when she met me before. Naturally, it is inconvenient to show off in front of someone, so naturally that someone is right next to her!"

So Zhang Sheng rushed forward and opened the door of the study room. His expectant expression became more and more anxious as he said, "Is the young lady here?"

The matchmaker smiled slightly and thought to herself: "This student really cares about Yingying."

The study door was opened by Zhang Sheng, revealing his expectant face.

The matchmaker smiled and replied: "You take the quilt pillow, the little lady is coming in."

Throwing the bedding bag in his hand towards Zhang Sheng, Zhang Sheng quickly caught it and was at a loss for what to do.

"Zhang Sheng, how can you thank me?" Seeing Zhang Sheng in a hurry, the matchmaker revealed a hint of playfulness in her tone.

When Zhang Sheng heard this, he couldn't contain his excitement. He knew exactly what the matchmaker's help meant. He bowed respectfully: "It's hard for me to express my gratitude to you. Only God can express my gratitude!" This was an expression of his sincere gratitude. However, he also knew that this was far from enough to repay the matchmaker's kindness.

The matchmaker listened to Zhang Sheng's reply, shook her head slightly, and thought to herself: "Zhang Sheng, now he can finally succeed."

She couldn't help but remind her: "You must be gentle and don't scare Yingying!"

Then, the matchmaker turned around and pulled Cui Yingying, pushed her into the study, and whispered: "Sister, you go in, I will wait for you outside the door."

Cui Yingying blushed with shame and slowly stepped into the study. At that moment, Zhang Sheng seemed to have seen a fairy in a dream. Endless love surged in his heart, and he knelt down and said: "What kind of virtue and ability does Zhang Gong dare to trouble the gods to come, and I don't even know whether he is asleep or in a dream?" Zhang Sheng's voice was full of joy and disbelief.

The matchmaker closed the study door, walked to the middle of the yard, and waited quietly. The bright moonlight fell on her body, casting a long shadow behind her.

The piano boy looked at the matchmaker through the crack behind the academy door, feeling filled with emotion. He thought to himself: "Do we, slaves, have no choice but to serve our master?"

In the study room, Zhang Sheng also had endless emotions in his heart. He witnessed Cui Yingying's lovely face, full of affection.

"I'm sick there, and I've been cured a long time ago." Zhang Sheng thought mockingly to himself. He knew that Cui Yingying had blamed him before, but the joy at this moment healed the pain of the past. He felt grateful that this little lady was so considerate, which made him, an ordinary Zhang Gong, feel surprised and happy.

Cui Yingying's beauty was obvious and made Zhang Sheng's heart beat fast. Her embroidered shoes were half folded, and her waist was held just right. Such beauty made Zhang Sheng feel almost confused.

Cui Yingying was shy and refused to raise her head, as if she were a shy girl. Her hair is as flowing as a waterfall, as if it were a carefully woven golden hairpin. She was sitting in the study, as if she were a peerless fairy.

Zhang Sheng began to unbutton Cui Yingying and quietly unbuttoned her soft embroidered clothes. The fragrance of Cui Yingying hits my face, like the fragrance of orchid musk deer, permeating the quiet study. Her beauty made Zhang Sheng feel indescribable happiness. He knew how lucky he was to have such a beautiful woman.

Zhang Sheng held Cui Yingying tightly in his arms, and her soft body made him feel warm. He kissed her gently, as if praising her beauty, and she blossomed in his arms like a flower. The waist of the willow swings gently, and the center of the flower is lightly opened, as if it were a peony flower in bud.

The emotions between the two became deeper and deeper, and their hearts were tightly connected, like fish and water. Zhang Sheng's hand gently rubbed Cui Yingying's body, as if he was telling his deep love for her. Cui Yingying's moans made him feel extremely satisfied, and he longed to make this beautiful woman feel his love.

At this moment, the two hearts were beating like fierce drums. They were intoxicated in the ocean of love. They had no worries, only endless desire and passionate love for each other. Zhang Sheng no longer laughs at himself, he just wants to cherish this beautiful moment and every moment with Cui Yingying.

The spring scenery was beautiful in the study, but outside the study, Qintong was standing behind the study door. He inadvertently heard an indescribable gasping sound coming from the study, which made him blush slightly. He understood that the people in the study were experiencing an unforgettable moment.

The sound made him feel uneasy, especially in front of the matchmaker. He tried to stay calm, but he couldn't control his body's reaction and involuntarily pushed against the academy door.

The academy door closed slightly due to force, making a slight sound. Qintong was startled and felt his embarrassment becoming more and more obvious.

At this time, the matchmaker also heard the strange noise at the door of the academy. When she looked back, her eyes directly met the piano boy's. At this moment, the two of them seemed to be pulled by an indescribable emotion, and they involuntarily took a few steps forward and moved closer to each other.

Finally, their bodies leaned together, the matchmaker's charming aura intertwined with the piano boy's youthful vitality. They both felt each other's body temperature, and this moment seemed to connect the two hearts tightly.

Without words, they all understood the current situation. One was the slave waiting for the master outside the study, and the other was the maid waiting to report the news. This unexpected encounter filled the air, as if time had frozen at this moment.

The piano boy can feel the matchmaker's softness and warmth, and the matchmaker is aware of the piano boy's youth and vitality. Their respective hearts began to beat, getting faster as they got closer to each other. This close contact made them feel a subtle emotion. Although they both knew that this was not the right time, they could not resist this attraction.