The people of Zhuhua Kingdom have been able to talk about tea after dinner in recent days, and the gamblers who had previously bet that General Feng would indulge in the picture of Hua Wuyan Peony also won a lot of money—because the gambler from Chongluo Kingdom The general did enter Huaqilou and never came out again.
"Hey, have you heard? That Miracle Doctor Yun finally came out of the building! As a result, General Feng fell headfirst into it hahaha—"
"That's not true, Mr. Wuyan's flourishing peony painting is not something everyone can resist. If it weren't for my tight budget these days, I would also like to go upstairs to see it!"
"Hey! Hua Wuyan is General Feng's person now, aren't you afraid that General Feng will tear you alive?"
"It's just a whore, why would General Feng care..."
Su Jinzhi was still listening carefully to the chatter of the young masters who passed by their boat, when he was pulled violently by the man beside him, and then a cloak that still carried his hot body temperature covered his body, and the man said in a low voice. The voice rang in his ears: "It's still cold, don't catch a cold."
Hearing the words, the young man lowered his head, stretched out his fine white fingers to hold the cloak tightly, and said softly, with a hint of aggrieved tone: "You insisted on bringing me out..." Take me out without letting me listen to gossip!
Feng Jiuli glanced at him amusedly, raised his hand to rub his smooth hair, and then pressed the young man's head and leaned on his shoulder: "I'll take you here again, and when the weather gets warmer in March, I'll take you back, or you won't be able to take it anymore."
Although the Zhuhua Kingdom is a small country that depends on Chongluo to survive among the remaining three kingdoms, but to return from Zhuhua to Chongluo, it has to pass through an extremely desolate desert. The spring is cold, the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge, and the wind and sand are raging. It was on this road that Jun Changle's body was ruined. Later, because of the depression in his heart, it became more dilapidated.
"I don't want to go back." Su Jinzhi turned his head away, avoiding his big palm, and looked down at the water splashing across the bottom of the painting boat.
Feng Jiuli's eyes darkened, he took a soft breath, and coaxed him: "Okay, then I will live here with you, and whenever you want to leave, I will take you away, anyway, the Chongluo border is now too unnecessary-"
"Don't you understand me?" The young man raised his eyes, turned his head to look at him calmly, met the man's eyes that were calmer than his, turned his head again, and said helplessly: "Well, I have already forgotten about him. You don't need to treat me like an ancestor here, go back to where you should go, there are people waiting for you over there."
"Did you catch a cold and have a fever, or why are you talking nonsense again?" The man frowned, held his head and turned it towards him, and put his forehead against his forehead, "Isn't there only one person waiting for me here?" Fool?"
The young man was so angry that he was shaking all over: "Who are you calling a fool?"
"Oh, so I'm not stupid." Feng Jiuli laughed when he saw him like this, leaned over and kissed the side of the young man's face, rubbing his tall nose against his face, rubbed the corners of his lips several times, and wanted to kiss him there.
Su Jinzhi could feel the man's fiery breath spraying on his cheeks. He avoided it several times, but was pulled back forcefully by the man. The harder he struggled, the tighter the man clasped him. After going back and forth several times, Su Jinzhi Suddenly stopped moving.
Feng Jiuli was wondering why he stopped, but found that the young man's warm lips were touching his chin and kissed him closely, and he actively opened his wet and hot mouth to cover his lips, sticking out the tip of his tongue to trace his lips, Repeatedly crushing and grinding, tempted him to open his mouth to respond to him.
In the end, it was the man's turn to give in.
He flashed so fast that before Su Jinzhi could withdraw his protruding tongue, a small section of scarlet sticking out was exposed with some crystal water stains. He could clearly feel the pain in his chest with his hand on the man's chest. The intensity of a heart beating.
"What are you hiding?" Su Jinzhi withdrew the tip of his tongue, licked the corner of his lips, tilted his head, with a charming look at the end of his eyes, "Isn't this what you want..." The young man murmured funny, his eyes fixed on She looked at him, but the focus of her eyes was not on him.
"That's not what I want." Feng Jiuli laughed back angrily, clamped the young man's chin, suppressed his weak struggle, and pressed down hard on the rosy lips.
The man's teeth hit his upper lip, accompanied by a piercing pain, Su Jinzhi tasted the rust in his mouth. The man kissed him fiercely, his wet and hot tongue swept every inch and every foot of his mouth, and then entangled his, licking, sucking, intertwined and intertwined, violently as if to tear and devour his whole body Swallow it down.
The familiar breath once again occupied all his breaths. The person he had been thinking about for seven years finally came back to him again, leaning close to him, as if they had never Never been separated—Jun Changle still wants to be with him.
Even if he waited for so many years, even if he couldn't come back, he would still wait forever.
The seven sufferings of Buddhism, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, parting from love, and not getting what you want, everyone has to go through it. No amount of pain and despair during this period can compare to the time when the person you want to come back to meet again Sha - You can forget me, but you must not forget to fall in love with me again when you meet.
This sentence suddenly appeared in Su Jinzhi's mind, as if someone had said it to him while holding his hand tightly. The feeling of being forgotten by a loved one is so painful, the more desperate one has no memory of having someone waiting for him.
The excitement in his chest made Su Jinzhi's eyes swell and astringent, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was Jun Changle's obsession with Jiang Lishan, or his own.
The man finally bit the side of his neck hard, but the force was not heavy, as if he was afraid of hurting him. After rubbing his teeth against the delicate snow skin, he licked back and forth with the tip of his tongue, standing tall. The tip of his nose touched his chin from time to time, making the young man tremble all over before he stopped.
"Why don't you continue?" Su Jinzhi lay on his back, panting slightly with his lips parted, looking at the man on the top of the boat who specially followed him to like the newly hung light concubine-colored veil, and said, he stretched out his hand as if he didn't think it was enough Pulling off her belt, her fingertips touched the half-opened peony buds on her collarbone, and she smiled brightly, "The flowers haven't fully bloomed yet, don't you want to take a look?"
He hasn't seen it himself, is it really that amazing? If it is really opened, can he find a mirror to see
But if he really wants to sleep with Feng Jiuli, I'm afraid he can't accept it. After all, Feng Jiuli is Jiang Lishan, and the person he likes should be Jun Changle, not him.
In fact, No. 1 is right, he should control himself well and not get too deep into the drama.
Where Su Jinzhi couldn't see himself, there was a look of disappointment on his face.
Feng Jiuli suddenly said, "I want to see it."
Su Jin raised her head subconsciously, but bumped into those dark gray eyes that were almost exactly the same as Qin Yezhou's.
He smiled again, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was exactly the same as that man's: "But it can be saved until our wedding night."
Su Jinzhi opened his eyes wide and asked him, "What did you say?" He didn't hear clearly.
Feng Jiuli looked at him quietly, his eyes melted softly: "We will get married when you want, and we will be together forever."
"Marry a prostitute?" The young man's eyes lit up first, but quickly dimmed again, "You are not afraid of being ridiculed by the world."
"What am I afraid of? Your general won countless golden beauties after his triumphant return to court, but I didn't enjoy any of them. Even the king of Xiyou laughed at me for being an eunuch." The man pressed his ear, telling his embarrassing things She smiled and said to him, "Besides... who said I'm going to marry you?"
Su Jinzhi stared at him blankly, the breeze with the fragrance of peach blossoms blew over the light concubine-colored veil, gently lifted it up, and floated behind the man, the gorgeous and gorgeous colors continued to catch his sight, and he seemed to be in a daze. Turning into Jun Changle, I saw the man back then again, looking at him deeply with a smile in his youth.
But now the person who appeared in front of him again, his brows and eyes have faded away from the youthful youthfulness, and blended into the maturity after being tempered by the wind and sand, but it is still the one he has been thinking about day and night, as if he can only see it again after half a lifetime. face.
The painting boat gently landed on the shore, countless peach blossoms fell from the branches on the long embankment, brushed the ends of his hair with the breeze blowing, and some fell on his shoulders - just like the night he Looking at him from the outside of Huaqi Tower, the south window was closed until dawn, and he will continue to wait for him today.
"Why do you want me to marry you? Isn't it okay for you to marry me?" The man took his hand and kissed his fingertips reverently, without a trace of lust.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully rescuing the main target, he has now been reborn!" With a ding, No. 0 played a series of clapping recordings for him, and Su Jinzhi looked at the 100/100 progress above Feng Jiuli's head Looking at the value of 75/100 in Jun Changle's column again, he took his finger out of the man's hand and lowered his head in silence.
After getting off the boat, neither of them said a word, as if there was an insurmountable deep chasm between them, and if they wanted to cross it, they had to have the determination to break their bones.
As he walked, Su Jinzhi fell behind Feng Jiuli. He looked up at the man's tall back in a daze, and suddenly the man turned around and took his hand and pulled it into his cloak: "Tired? Do you want me to carry you?"
"Not tired... Where are you taking me?" Su Jinzhi twitched his hand, and when he found that he couldn't do it, he let him go. He turned his head and looked around, and found that Feng Jiuli had taken him to a place On the wide but unfamiliar grass, he couldn't help asking.
Feng Jiuli said: "Take you to do something a man would do."
What do men do
Hearing this, Su Jinzhi thought he was mocking his current identity, but when he saw the white pony in front of him, he was stunned and murmured: "This is what you said... what a man would do ?”
"Isn't it?" Feng Jiuli turned his head with a smile, suddenly picked up Su Jinzhi, put him on the horse's back and got on the horse himself, pulled the rein, and gnawed on the young man's neck, " Have you ever seen a lady who would come to this place to ride a horse?"
Su Jinzhi was caught off guard by such a move, so startled that he bent down and hugged the horse's neck, and then stabilized his body. Feng Jiuli laughed and pulled the reins, leading him to ride out of the city.
The feeling of riding the horses and galloping was great. They headed towards the east all the way against the bright sun. Su Jinzhi could see the green grass under his feet gradually receding. The sudden appearance of Yange Yingying, the non-stop melody all night long and the pointers from the neighbors, it seems that in an instant the whole world is only left with the scorching sun in front of you and the vast and magnificent desert below, until they stopped. At the next moment, Su Jinzhi still couldn't recover from the surging emotions for a long time.
Feng Jiuli took him to a sand dune outside the city, pulled the reins, and the white horse neighed and jumped up, Su Jinzhi could only fall back and crashed into Feng Jiuli's arms. As a result, Feng Jiuli, that stinky and shameless person, jumped off the horse with his arms in his arms, and didn't let go, just maintaining such a posture and standing on the ground.
"Does it look good?" Feng Jiuli asked while hugging him.
Su Jinzhi raised his eyebrows and squinted at him with delicate peach eyes: "Why doesn't General Feng let Wuyan come down and ask questions?"
Feng Jiuli smiled, and was still interested in joking with him: "There is a lot of dust here, and I am afraid that my husband's white shoes will be dirty." Although he said so, Feng Jiuli still put Su Jinzhi down and raised his hand Touching the neck of the white horse, who knows that the white horse immediately neighed, turned around and bumped into Feng Jiuli, and then ran away.
Su Jinzhi stared dumbfounded at the horse running away. Seeing that Feng Jiuli was still standing there as if he hadn't noticed, he reminded him: "Your horse ran away."
Feng Jiuli replied calmly: "I have seen it."
Su Jinzhi asked him, "Aren't you going after him?"
"Why do you want to chase? Why would I chase others when you are still here?" Feng Jiuli took his hand and walked slowly on the sand dunes, thinking that he was worried about how he would go back later, so he continued, "Gai Xue is like this , it will run back by itself after a while, don’t worry that we won’t be able to go back.”
"Gai Xue? Is that the white horse's name?"
"No." Feng Jiuli paused, "It's called Wuyun Gaixue."
Su Jinzhi laughed and asked him, "Isn't that the name of a cat?"
"Yeah, but its temperament is like a cat, so it's a good name." Feng Jiuli was talking, but Su Jinzhi didn't care to listen. It's not a pure white horse, it does have a black patch on its back, it's just covered by the saddle so you can't see it."
Su Jinzhi came back to his senses, raised his hand to look at Feng Jiuli, and suddenly smiled: "It's not like I didn't see it."
Feng Jiuli hadn't recalled what the young man meant before, but after following the young man's eyes and seeing his own plain black clothes, he finally understood what the young man was referring to. Feng Jiuli raised his eyebrows, pulled Su Jinzhi into his arms, suppressed the weak struggle of the young man, leaned against his forehead and said in a low voice: "Finally you are willing to talk to me, huh?"
Su Jinzhi raised his hand, pressed against the man's approaching chest with a little force and said, "Didn't I just talk to the general all the time?"
The man lowered his voice when he heard the words, and even felt a little wronged when he listened carefully: "But you haven't talked to me since you got off the boat."
Su Jinzhi took a look at him, then sighed softly, in an almost inaudible voice: "General, I..."
"What else do you want to say to reject me?" Feng Jiuli directly interrupted him, straightened his head, and met his own gaze, "I don't want to hear anything except the word 'good'."
Su Jinzhi smiled bitterly: "You are different from me, I am already very happy to see you. You have a bright future now, there is no need to—"
"Whether it's necessary or not is up to me." Feng Jiuli smiled lightly, "You have thousands of troops, and I'm no match for you alone. I'm willing to surrender and be your best minister to Hua Wuyan."
"But...it's not worth it at all..." Su Jinzhi stared at him blankly, his body and voice trembling together.
"If I'm not worth it for you—" Feng Jiuli stopped laughing, his face was expressionless, and he looked at him deeply: "Then Jun Changle is worth it for Jiang Lishan?"
Su Jinzhi tugged on his front and blinked, tears fell down, but was brushed away by the man's light finger, and then he was embraced by him, this embrace was so generous and warm, almost instantly buried the past in the cold winter wind The tenderness and affection under the snow are fully awakened.
"If you don't want to go back with me, then I can only take you here." Feng Jiuli turned around him, pointed at the piece of yellow sand opposite the dune, and said in a low voice, "There is no end in sight at a glance. , but when you feel homesick, you can stand on the city wall and look over here."
Of course Su Jinzhi knew which home Feng Jiuli was referring to—the end of the desert was Chongluo, and he had to cross the desert to reach his hometown.
"I know..." The young man's voice seemed to be shaken by the yellow wind from the desert, and he lost the calmness he had been strong in the past, because the window of his room in Huaqi Tower opened to this side—to his beloved, and missing home.
At this moment, Feng Jiuli raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after feeling the warmth of his palm, he smiled softly and said, "The wind in the desert is too strong, did the sand get into the eyes?"
"Well... let's go back." The young man took a breath and adjusted his voice, but he didn't pull the man's hand covering his eyes.
Feng Jiuli covered his and Su Jinzhi's faces with a cloak and cloak, and took him to play in the outskirts of Ye City, and did not send him back to Huaqi Building until sunset.
It was the same in the following tens of days. Feng Jiuli either took him out to play, or stayed in the Huaqi Building to help weed and trim the peonies he planted, and pestered Su Jinzhi to teach him to pour tea and warm wine. If the man said that he was a vulgar person who didn't like these elegant things, Feng Jiuli would pounce on him and pin him to the ground, kissing his breathing so that he couldn't speak a word anymore.
"Enough... enough!" Su Jinzhi turned his head and fell to the side, panting unceasingly, the black hair scattered behind his head was covered with a light blue bamboo mat, and the peony buds that spread from his right shoulder blade to the side of his collarbone were also affected by the two The passionate movements of the people are in full bloom, and the bright red blooms on the youthful Ruxue's skin.
Feng Jiuli's eyes darkened, and he leaned over to lick away the young man's saliva flowing from the corners of his lips to the back of his neck, then got up suddenly, stretched out his hand and pulled Su Jinzhi's loose collar, and carefully arranged his messy clothes, looked up. Glancing at the sky outside the window, he said in a hoarse voice, "It's getting dark, I should go back."
In the past few days, Su Jinzhi ate and slept well, his complexion was ruddy, and he successfully rescued Yun Mengchen and Feng Jiuli, two teenagers who lost their feet. of meat. Xi Le has been worried about his health, and found that Yun Mengchen didn't come to ask Su Jinzhi why after he left, for fear of embarrassing him, now seeing the smile on his face getting brighter, the progress value has been stagnant at "90/100" before It was full all at once, and Su Jinzhi had to sigh that this is really a kind child.
But everyone else's progress value is so full, but Jun Changle's still hasn't changed at all.
What exactly does he want
Does it have to be the combination of spirit and flesh? Su Jinzhi thought deeply.
So when the man turned around and was about to leave, he raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve: "Don't you... stay with me?"
Feng Jiuli paused when he heard this, and after a long silence, he turned and knelt down in front of the young man, caressing his face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you want me to stay with you?"
At this time, the young man turned his head away, lowered his eyes and kept his eyes shut.
Do you want it or not
"Okay, I'll stay with you. I remember your bedroom is going this way?" Feng Jiuli laughed, picked him up from the ground and walked towards his bedroom.
"...how do you know where my room is?" Su Jinzhi was taken aback when he heard his words, and after being picked up, he quickly wrapped his arms around his neck to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
"I've seen it before." Feng Jiuli leaned over and kissed him, then kicked open the closed wooden door of Su Jinzhi's bedroom.
Su Jinzhi: "..."
Feng Jiuli smiled, and put him down after entering the room: "Do you want me to help my husband change clothes?"
Su Jinzhi also laughed when he heard the words, but he didn't laugh for long before he heard a beep, and the total progress value of Jun Changle's rescue on the panel began to drop at a regular speed, and he was so surprised that the number zero immediately appeared. He reminded him loudly: "Master host! Jun Changle's progress value has started to drop!"
There are no candles in the house, only a little light from the night market spilled into the house through the paper on the south window, which flickered like countless threads of melancholy in people's hearts, burned out during the day, and grew wildly after night fell.
Su Jinzhi glanced at the bronze mirror, and in the mirror, one person was frail and young with white temples; while the other was tall and handsome, in full bloom, with power, money and beauties at his fingertips.
This is obviously a person from two worlds.
Hope to meet, but dare not meet.
This is probably the reason why Jun Changle's progress value has not moved for a long time, and now it is still falling.
During the time when Su Jinzhi was in a daze, Feng Jiuli had already removed his clothes for him, stuffed him into the soft brocade quilt, and then lay down on it himself, hugged the young man, and whispered softly in his ear: "Go to sleep, I'm here with you."
"I... miss you very much." Su Jinzhi closed his eyes and whispered into Feng Jiuli's arms.
I am no longer qualified to be with you anymore, but I want you to know this missing.
Feng Jiuli didn't speak, but hugged him even tighter.
It rained in the night.
Su Jinzhi vaguely heard the sound of pattering rain in his dream, but when he woke up, he found that Feng Jiuli had disappeared. The long street was humid outside, but the house was warm and comfortable.
Su Jinzhi got off the bed, found a letter on the table, and wrapped it in a teacup.