Sang Feiwan is weak and alone, and has no foundation in Cangdu City. Many of his servants flatter the powerful and bully the weak. If he has no one to protect him, he will have a hard time.
Before Baili Duyue went into seclusion, he was afraid that Sang Feiwan would be bullied, so he told the housekeeper not to treat her badly. But he didn't expect that after just a few days, he saw Sang Feiwan's pitiful appearance as soon as he came out of the dark room.
Could it be that you were bullied
Baili Duyue's heart skipped a beat when he thought of this. He frowned secretly, walked down the stairs and walked straight towards Sang Feiwan, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Feiwan subconsciously glanced at Tian Gang who was kneeling on the ground, then quickly retracted his gaze, pretending to be "forcing a smile" and lowering his head, saying, "Nothing, Feiwan just saw the city lord come out of retreat, and I was... too happy in my heart."
He had just rubbed his eyes and they were red. If he said he had not been bullied, I'm afraid no one would believe him.
Baili Duyue frowned for a moment when he saw this: "Are you really okay?"
Sang Feiwan "secretly" glanced at Tiangang again, then retracted his gaze, lowered his head and sighed, "It's really nothing, City Lord, don't worry, no one bullied Feiwan, it was Feiwan who accidentally caused trouble, and he deserved to be punished..."
With every word he spoke, Baili Duyue's face became darker. Tian Gang, who was kneeling on the ground, felt an increasingly ominous premonition and a chill ran down his back.
Although the twelve guards were like brothers, it was difficult for them to ask for mercy when faced with such a situation. So the other eleven could only look at Tiangang subtly:
Why did she have to mess with the city lord's male favorite? The power of pillow talk is not so easy to deal with.
Baili Duyue was not blind, so he naturally noticed Sang Feiwan's frequent glances at Tiangang. He narrowed his eyes silently and said, "What happened just now? Tell me everything."
Tian Gang was about to speak when he heard this, but Sang Feiwan spoke first, taking all the blame on himself: "It's all Feiwan's fault. I wanted to sit quietly by the lake late at night, but I aroused suspicion for no reason. It's understandable that Tian Gang leader wanted to put me in the dungeon. City Lord, please don't blame him."
After he finished speaking, he casually raised his hand and touched his neck. There was a red mark on it caused by the sword, which was particularly eye-catching against the fair skin.
Baili Duyue was filled with chills when he saw this, and he could see with his naked eyes that he was suppressing his anger. He tilted his head to look at Tiangang who was kneeling on the ground, and asked coldly word by word: "Do you still remember what this city lord ordered before he went into seclusion?!"
Tian Gang clasped his fists and said, "Guard the royal city strictly!"
Baili Duyue: "Anything else?"
Tian Gang paused and said, "… take good care of Sang Feiwan."
Baili Duyue's order was to look after Sang Feiwan, so they only needed to take good care of Sang Feiwan. Now it would be fine if they didn't take care of him, but they even hurt him. What's the logic behind this
Tian Gang originally thought that Sang Feiwan was an insignificant male lover, and his identity was suspicious, so he was on guard. However, he did not expect Baili Duyue to take him so seriously, and he pleaded guilty straightforwardly: "I ask the city lord to punish me!"
Baili Duyue waved his sleeves coldly, threatening people: "Go down and accept the punishment. If you do it again, I will never let you off easily!"
Shi Erque has a special status, he is Baili Duyue's confidant, and he is rarely punished on weekdays. But if he is lightly exposed this time, I am afraid that everyone will step on Sang Feiwan's head in the future.
Upon hearing this, Tiangang clasped his fists in thanks and retreated with his men.
Sang Feiwan was watching the fun from the side, trying to shed a few tears to make himself look more pitiful. However, before he could shed a tear, a cold hand suddenly covered his neck. He subconsciously raised his eyes and met Baili Duyue's amber eyes.
remember
A faint purple light flashed, and the red mark on Sang Feiwan's neck disappeared silently.
The first level of Tianyan Realm? !
Sang Feiwan was inevitably a little surprised when he saw this, because in the original novel, Baili Duyue fell into the devil's barrier because of love, and all his cultivation was destroyed. He had never been able to break through the bottleneck. How could he suddenly reach the first level of Tianyan Realm after ten days of seclusion? !
Did I change the plot
His mind was in a thousand thoughts for a moment, but finally calmed down. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Baili Duyue whisper in his ear, "Does it still hurt?"
His right hand was still on Sang Feiwan's neck, and his brows were filled with worry, as if he was really afraid that he would be hurt.
"… "
Seeing this, Sang Feiwan suddenly forgot what he was going to say. He stared at Baili Duyue quietly, but said nothing. After a moment, he suddenly smiled, held Baili Duyue's hand, clasped it silently, and led him to the bedroom.
Baili Duyue had been in seclusion for several days and had not seen Sang Feiwan for a long time. Now that he was led back by her, his heart skipped a beat for no reason. The night wind blew up his scarlet sleeves, fluttering them, just like a heart that could no longer calm down.
After Sang Feiwan pulled Baili Duyue into the bedroom, he suddenly turned around and pressed him against the door. He didn't turn on the lights, and the light in the room was dim, with only the night pearl emitting a faint glow.
Baili Duyue couldn't see Sang Feiwan's expression clearly, and felt inexplicably uneasy. He only felt a burning heat in his ears, and heard Sang Feiwan's low and deep voice: "One day without seeing you feels like three years. During these days of seclusion, has the city lord missed Feiwan?"
Baili Duyue...
Baili Duyue didn't know how to answer. He just felt that silence would not satisfy the other party, so he took the initiative to reach out and wrap his arms around Sang Feiwan's neck. His soft lips stumbled and fell into a few random kisses in the dark, and finally buried his lips in the other party's neck and gently licked the wound on the neck.
Sang Feiwan paused slightly, he lowered his eyes to look at Baili Duyue, but could only see the tip of the other's red tongue between his lips. His arms suddenly tightened, causing Baili Duyue to frown unconsciously and groan.
Sang Feiwan asked with a hoarse laugh: "Does the city lord miss Feiwan?"
Baili Duyue hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded hesitantly. He kissed Sang Feiwan's slightly protruding Adam's apple, and gently rubbed his neck. Finally, he lay on Sang Feiwan's shoulder, closed his eyes and said lazily: "This city lord misses you, Sang Feiwan."
The sound was very light, and the tail sound faded away without a trace in the air.
Sang Feiwan curled his lips slightly upon hearing this, seeming to be quite satisfied with this answer. He kissed Baili Duyue as a reward, then leaned over to pick her up from the ground by the waist, walked through the layers of veils, and headed towards the inner room.
Baili Duyue thought he was going to sleep, after all, they had already slept in the same bed. He hooked his fingertips around his belt and gently pulled it, and most of the exquisite and gorgeous robe fell apart. As Sang Feiwan walked, it fell to the ground silently.
In the end, Baili Duyue was left with only a set of dark-colored inner clothes, with dark-gold patterns embroidered on the collar, and his long white hair made him look a bit cold and awe-inspiring. When Sang Feiwan placed him on the bed, he used his spiritual power to pull her onto the bed, and then, as before, they hugged and kissed and played, until they were out of breath and finally separated.
After the kiss, it’s time to close your eyes and go to sleep.
Baili Duyue had only learned this step so far. So he ended the kiss as usual, then found a comfortable position in Sang Feiwan's arms and closed his eyes to sleep. This made Sang Feiwan hesitate as he was thinking about whether to take the next step.
"… "
Three seconds later, Sang Feiwan slowly withdrew his hand that was about to take off Baili Duyue's underwear. After a moment of silence, he suddenly slapped himself lightly in the dark.
He was really out of his mind and actually wanted to do something with Baili Duyue.
The existence of this thought made Sang Feiwan feel a little uneasy, as if he was no longer the same as before. This was not a good sign.
Sang Feiwan turned over in the dark with a little anxiety, and turned his back to Baili Duyue. However, Baili Duyue was tired from the retreat and had not woken up yet. He hugged Sang Feiwan's waist from behind, curled up uncomfortably, and suddenly frowned and whispered: "Don't go..."
He said, "Don't go..."
The pleading in the words made people suspect that they were hallucinating.
Sang Feiwan turned around as if aware of something, only to see that Baili Duyue had already fallen asleep. It was just that he didn't know if it was because of his lack of security, his brows were tightly knitted, and his body occasionally trembled in fear, as if he had a nightmare.
…
Sang Feiwan closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. After a moment, he turned around quietly and reached out to hug Baili Duyue into his arms. Wrapped in the familiar aura, the other party's guarded and curled up figure finally slowly stretched out, and he felt visibly relieved.
Sang Feiwan opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He unconsciously raised his hand and touched his neck. Inexplicably, the scene of Baili Duyue asking him worriedly today appeared in his mind: "Does it still hurt?"
Does it still hurt
Couldn't Baili Duyue see that it was just an indentation and the skin wasn't even broken
Couldn't Baili Duyue see that he was pretending to be good and secretly harming Tiangang
I can only say that the other party is worthy of being the love-crazy Baili Duyue in the original novel. Once the word "love" is involved, not only is it difficult to distinguish right from wrong, but even right from wrong. If he had ten points of scheming in the past, now he only has one point left. I'm afraid that a three-year-old child is much smarter than him.
Sang Feiwan probably thought that people like Baili Duyue were too stupid. He suddenly curled his lips slightly in the dark night, sneered and shook his head, looking extremely amused. However, as he laughed, the curve of his lips slowly faded and his face gradually became expressionless.
There's nothing funny actually...
Sang Feiwan thought.
If Baili Duyue was not stupid, how could he be deceived by Duan Yang like that? He cultivated for several years, but lost it all in one day, becoming crazy and insane, neither dead nor alive.
I shouldn't have fed him medicine, Sang Feiwan thought. I should have killed Duan Yang in the first place. He would always be a nuisance if he kept him alive. When he thought about this, a nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart, burning more and more fiercely, and his eyes darkened a little.
Sang Feiwan lowered his eyes and looked at Baili Duyue in his arms. He pushed the long hair away from her face expressionlessly and glanced at her fair face. He felt that it was a waste to give her to Duan Yang, and the original work also made no sense.
He seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, and suddenly in the dark, he grabbed Baili Duyue's chin and kissed her directly. This kiss was strong and overbearing, even with a hint of plunder and possession, and he tore Baili Duyue's clothes with both hands.
When Baili Duyue woke up from his sleep, he instinctively wanted to hit him with a palm. However, when he found out that the man on him was Sang Feiwan, his pupils suddenly shrank, his movements paused, his spiritual power quietly dissipated, and he actually looked a little helpless.
Sang Feiwan... What happened...
Baili Duyue felt a little pain from the kiss. He wanted to ask something, but his lips and tongue were sealed and he couldn't utter a word.
Only Sang Feiwan went crazy alone.
Baili Duyue tried hard to think about the reason, and finally came to the conclusion that the other party didn't kiss him enough before going to bed, so he wanted to make up for it now. He hesitated for a moment, and finally took the initiative to wrap his arms around Sang Feiwan's neck in the dark, then slowly closed his eyes and clumsily responded to the other party's kiss that was too painful.
Sang Feiwan paused, perhaps not realizing something. He raised his eyes a little late, only to see Baili Duyue looking at him blankly.
Even though Sang Feiwan tore his clothes, he was not angry.
Even though Sang Feiwan bit his lip, he was not angry.
It seemed that no matter what Sang Feiwan did, he would not resist.
Seeing Sang Feiwan suddenly stop moving, Baili Duyue felt uneasy for some reason and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"
Sang Feiwan suddenly became quiet. He felt that the word "cautious" should not appear on Baili Duyue, just like a sword should not lose its edge. He guessed that it was his reaction that frightened the other party, and he had a lot of inexplicable thoughts.
Sang Feiwan looked at Baili Duyue, and Baili Duyue also looked at Sang Feiwan.
After a long silence, Sang Feiwan finally took action.
He sat up from the bed, then slowly held Baili Duyue in his arms, gently combing her silky silver hair with his bony fingertips, and suddenly said, "Baili Duyue..."
He called Baili Duyue by his full name, but Baili Duyue was not angry at all. He leaned into Sang Feiwan's arms and waited for what to say next.
Sang Feiwan spoke in a very soft voice, and this time he only said two words: "Du Yue..."
His voice was extremely pleasant, with a touch of tenderness that was lingering and tender to the extreme. The tail tone faded away in the air, making people feel uneasy.
Baili Duyue heard him calling his name, and unconsciously covered his chest and frowned, thinking that the speed was a bit too fast. He sat face to face in Sang Feiwan's arms, resting his face on her shoulder, and asked hesitantly: "You..."
He paused: "Why did you pull my clothes just now?"
Sang Feiwan said nothing. He closed his eyes calmly, hugged Baili Duyue's flexible waist, and said meaningfully: "The city lord will know next time... Go to bed early, it's getting late."
Baili Duyue suddenly said, "The day after tomorrow, you and I will go to Zhongzhou together to attend the Emperor's birthday banquet."
Sang Feiwan quietly opened his eyes upon hearing this, and naturally agreed. He tilted his head and kissed Baili Duyue, then hugged her and fell asleep.
After the kiss, Sang Feiwan's anger seemed to have been released, and he slept very peacefully that night. However, when he woke up early the next morning, he saw Baili Duyue sitting in the study with a very familiar purple gold wooden box in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
The box contained the portrait of Baili Duyue's mother, which had been sealed up high for many years and not allowed to be touched by others. She must have been very careful about it. After it was burned last time, Sang Feiwan could only put the "fragments" of the portrait in it to pass the test, hoping that Baili Duyue would not open it or find out. However, facts proved that the truth could never be hidden.
Baili Duyue had obviously discovered the truth. He stared at the half-burned painting in the box, shocked and angry, with an extremely ugly expression: "Who did this!"
The servants knelt on the ground, trembling like sieves.
Sang Feiwan sat on the bed, as quiet as a chicken.