Yan Hui lost his patience. After squinting his eyes to see who came, he frowned and asked, "Who are you?" But just after he finished speaking, his brows raised suddenly, and his eyes flicked back and forth between Su Jinzhi and Jun Changwu Shuttle patrol.
"I... I'm Jun Changwu... Chong, Chong Luo..." Jun Changwu murmured pale as paper, staring at Su Jinzhi with red eyes, but the young man she was looking at kept his eyes down, his expression still indifferent, As if he had never seen her before.
Jun Changwu took a few steps forward, wanting to say something to Su Jinzhi, but Yan Hui laughed and said slowly, "Jun Changwu... Chongluo Jun's family?" He saw that the girl was slightly similar to Su Jinzhi , especially the bright red crying mole under the corner of his right eye, which is full of interest.
Hearing this, Su Jinzhi raised his eyes and glanced at him, then continued to walk towards the iron cage.
"No! Don't go!" Seeing this, Jun Changwu ran towards Su Jinzhi, and was stopped by Yan Hui's guards, "Why! Why did you do this... Do you have any humanity..."
Jun Changwu grabbed the subordinate's sleeve and begged Yan Hui in tears, "Please...can you let him go..."
Yan Hui condescendingly looked at Jun Changwu who was kneeling on the ground, sneered, and looked at Su Jinzhi and said, "I'm not mistaken, am I? Miss Jun pleaded for a male prostitute?"
And Su Jinzhi remained silent from the beginning to the end, standing there with lowered eyebrows, docile and quiet, as if everything in the hall had nothing to do with him. But the more he behaved like this, the more angry Yan Hui became, and he scolded in a low voice, "What are you waiting for, Mr. Wuyan?"
As soon as the words fell, Su Jinzhi didn't pause anymore, and quickly stepped into the man-eating iron cage.
The sound of iron locks colliding resounded in the silent hall. Looking at the locked cage door, Jun Changwu knelt down on the ground in despair, covered his face and wept softly, muttering "Jin Zhi elder brother".
But Su Jinzhi, who entered the iron cage, was not as calm as he appeared at all. He frantically summoned No. 0: "No. 0, No. 0!"
Zero quickly responded to him: "Zero is here! What's wrong with the host!"
"Hurry up and get out my benefit of 'a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold' and put it on these three dogs!" Su Jinzhi stared at the three big black dogs, cursing in his heart, hoping that the person who was pulling them would let go later.
Zero was taken aback, and said, "Huh? But—"
"Stop it!" Su Jinzhi urged No. 0, "If it's any later, I'll be fucked!"
"Okay, Master Host." Hearing what Su Jinzhi said, No. 0 could only put the welfare buff on the three dogs according to his intention of "a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold".
Seeing that the hostility in the red pupils of the three dogs had weakened, Su Jinzhi breathed a sigh of relief. However, in the next moment, several silver lights flashed in front of his eyes, followed by warm blood splashing all over his head and face, Su Jinzhi's eyes widened, and he looked up in a daze.
I saw Feng Jiuli holding a longbow tightly, walking towards him with a face full of frost, and the three black dogs before had a long arrow stuck in their necks, and the arrow feathers exposed outside the flesh were still slightly The shaking shows how much strength the person who shot the arrow used.
"He's waiting for me," he said.
Feng Jiuli sneered, walked straight to Yan Hui and stared at him, then broke the longbow and smashed it hard at Yan Hui's feet.
The sawdust at the broken part of the longbow bounced off the ground, crossed Yan Hui's left cheek, and drew a shallow white mouth. After a few breaths, a red liquid slowly flowed out of it, and finally dripped on the stone floor of the hall.
Feng Jiuli gave him a cold look, then turned and walked towards the iron cage.
Yan Hui snorted, raised his right hand to wipe the blood from his cheek, his subordinates hesitated to step forward to stop Feng Jiuli, but Yan Hui waved his hand to stop him.
Su Jinzhi stared blankly at Feng Jiuli approaching him, and only blinked slightly when the man hugged him into his arms.
"I'm sorry." Feng Jiuli said in a low voice, and kissed him lightly on the top of his hair.
However, Su Jinzhi didn't listen carefully to the man's words at all, he only noticed the puzzled question from No. 0: "It is clear that General Feng is coming to rescue you soon...Master host, why do you want the dogs to use this kind of dog?" What about welfare?"
Su Jinzhi: "..."
Zero continued: "The host is so strange..."
After Feng Jiuli apologized, he felt that the tense body of the young man in his arms suddenly relaxed, and then slowly slid down. Feng Jiuli hurriedly hugged him to prevent the young man from falling to the ground. It was only then that he realized that someone had smashed a gap, and the flesh at that place was turned out ferociously. Most of the blood had solidified, but half of the young man's clothes were also soaked, and he passed out.
Su Jinzhi was dressed in dark green, not red. He thought that the blood was only from the three vicious dogs he shot to death, but now it is not all.
"What happened today, I will double demand from Beiyou."
Feng Jiuli held Su Jinzhi in his arms, and left the hall without looking back after saying this.
Yan Hui didn't care too much, turned around and sat back in the guest seat, drank the sake in the wine bottle, and said with a sneer, "The orphan is waiting for you."
After the two left, Yun Mengchen came in from outside the hall, helped Jun Changwu who was stunned on the ground, and said softly: "Miss Jun..."
"I protected him... I protected brother Jinzhi once, right?" Jun Changwu grabbed Yun Mengchen's shirt with his backhand and asked him with red eyes.
Yun Mengchen was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "Yes, you gave us enough time to come over."
From the day Su Jinzhi agreed to enter the palace, Xile began to secretly contact him. After he knew this, he immediately asked Jun Changwu who was still in Zhuhua to pay attention to Su Jinzhi's movements at all times, and he hurried back to Chongluo , told Feng Jiuli about this, and asked him to return to Zhuhua as soon as possible.
After Jun Changwu heard his words, the expression on his face was like crying but not crying, half smiling but not smiling, but he didn't cry again, and said softly: "That's great...it turns out that Brother Jinzhi is still here...he's still alive... "
Inside the Flower Habitat Building, Qiu Yi and Xi Le kept pouring out pots of bloody water from the room with red eyes, Yun Mengchen bandaged the wound on Su Jinzhi's forehead in the room, Feng Jiuli leaned against the door with his arms folded, slightly sideways He looked at the peony potted plant in the corner, facing Jun Changwu who was also silent.
The wooden door creaked open, Feng Jiuli and Jun Changwu looked inside the door at the same time, Yun Mengchen smiled and said, "Okay. Don't touch the water in the next few days, remember to change the medicine and then-" But he still finished speaking, Feng Jiuli stepped sideways and entered the room.
"Brother Jinzhi... is he really alright?" Jun Changwu slowly moved in front of Yun Mengchen, biting his lower lip and asked in a low voice.
"Well, I was also very surprised... but I didn't expect that the seventh junior brother really took good care of him, and most of his tuberculosis was healed—" Yun Mengchen paused, "You two have been outside the door for so long... nothing happened say?"
"I wanted to apologize to him, but, but he ignored me... If he had told me Hua Wu earlier—" Jun Changwu twisted the corner of his clothes, lowered his head and cried, "It's Brother Jinzhi, I would never If you scold him like that, you won’t come to Jinzhi’s troubles... Woooooo... At that time, Jinzhi’s brother looked at me like a stranger... Did he forget me too..."
"No, he never forgot you." Yun Mengchen sighed long, raised his hand and touched Jun Changwu's head, recalling the scene when Su Jinzhi met her through the veil that day, "He That day... was very happy, and he missed you very much, he just didn't know how to meet you, after all, he is now... "
"I know..." Jun Changwu raised his head, his eyelashes were wet with tears, "I'll go back to Chongluo after brother Jinzhi wakes up."
Yun Mengchen nodded, and said softly: "That's fine..."
Hearing this, Jun Changwu reluctantly glanced inside through the unclosed wooden door, wiped away tears and left. And Yun Mengchen watched her figure disappear at the stairs, and turned to look through the crack of the door—in order to let the young man have a good rest, only one candle was lit in the room, and the candle flame entered through the crack of the door that was not closed. The night wind swayed slightly, and in the dim light, he saw Feng Jiuli sitting on the edge of the bed holding the young man's hand tightly; and although the young man had a wound on his forehead, he slept very peacefully, unlike those days in the past Li babbled restlessly all night.
"fair enough."
Yun Mengchen read again what he had just said to Jun Changwu, the voice was very clear in the silent night, full of loneliness, then he smiled and closed the door tightly for the two people in the room.
Too many things happened that night, some of them were not even expected by Su Jinzhi, such as Feng Jiuli and Jun Changwu.
But the result is always good.
So the next day, after Su Jinzhi woke up, he kept staring at the data on the panel. The progress value of everyone except Yanhui Qiuyi and himself was full. He finally added a brick and a half to building a harmonious society .
"Is there something wrong with that third prince?" Su Jinzhi asked No. 0, "I humiliated him so much last night, but his progress value rose faster than myself. It's already 80 points. Is it enough to scold him again? gone?"
"I don't know, Master Host." Zero reminded him dutifully, "But your own progress value has only now increased back to the original value of 75 points, and there is no progress."
When it comes to this, Su Jinzhi is also a little puzzled. If it is said that his progress value was lost because of Jun Changle's inferiority complex, but this inferiority complex was broken in the confrontation with Yan Hui in the hall last night, so the progress value has risen again. , but finally stopped at 75 points and stagnated, what exactly is Jun Changle still regretting
"What are you thinking about, so serious?" Feng Jiuli entered the room with Ping An's freshly cooked minced meat porridge, and saw that the young man had woken up and was sitting by the bed with a dazed expression. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he went asked aloud.
Su Jinzhi looked at him and said softly: "It's nothing..."
"It's really nothing?" Feng Jiuli sat on the edge of the bed, took the young man's hand and kissed Yubai Weiliang's fingertips, "Don't you ask me why I went back to Chongluo?"
The young man forced a smile: "Didn't you say everything in the letter?"
"I didn't finish. After I went back, the emperor disliked me for being too old and having no family, so he gave me a marriage. The object was the empress dowager's niece." Feng Jiuli looked at him with raised eyebrows, and picked up the minced meat porridge bowl Blow pretended to be casual and said. Seeing the young man's eyes widen after hearing this, he felt even more amused in his heart, but it didn't show on his face at all. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it warm before bringing it to the young man's mouth, "Open your mouth, ah—"
But the young man pursed his lips tightly, and he was willing to let go only after he looked at him again and again: "Then you answer..."
Feng Jiuli didn't wait for him to finish speaking, seized the opportunity to feed the minced meat porridge into his mouth, coughed lightly and suppressed the irresistible curve of the corner of his mouth, scooped up another spoonful of porridge and sent it over, pretending to be serious, and said in a calm voice: " Hurry up and eat, why do you still look like a child at such an age, and you have to be supervised when you drink porridge?"
The young man was very angry, and because of the squeamishness that is always present in illness, he frowned, pulled the soft quilt over his head, turned his back on the man and said in a muffled voice: "I have a headache, I don't want to eat!"
The man didn't speak, and the room was silent for a while.
Su Jinzhi waited for a while, thinking that the man had really left, he pulled away a corner of the soft quilt and looked out secretly, but met the man's playful eyes. He shook his head and said with a helpless smile, "What a child."
"Does your head really hurt?" Feng Jiuli put the porridge bowl on the table beside him, and leaned over to look at the wound on Su Jin's forehead.
Su Jinzhi avoided his palm slightly, lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Feng Jiuli laughed from the bottom of his heart that he was really jealous, but thinking that the young man still had a big gash on his head, he didn't dare to tease him any longer, and leaned over to kiss the corner of the young man's lips in the same position as he was checking the wound just now. Sit back on the bed and continue to carry the bowl of porridge: "Of course I rejected the emperor's kindness. I told him that my concubine is already married, so how dare I marry again?"
Hearing the words, the young man really couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, and then looked at him worriedly: "Then the emperor... didn't make things difficult for you?"
"The male college should be married and the female college should be married. What can he do to me?" The old emperor took the opportunity to confiscate his military talisman, but of course Feng Jiuli would not tell Su Jinzhi about this. Jiang Shan still has to send the soldier talisman back to him.
After feeding the porridge, Feng Jiuli smiled and took off his outer shirt and got into Su Jinzhi's bed, carefully avoiding the young man's wound and wrapping his arms around his waist, leaning against the young man's neck and taking a deep breath, his voice was muffled: "You don't know, when I rushed into the hall, I wanted to shout 'Who dares to touch my husband'! If anyone else dares to push you half a step, I will chop him up, so that they all know I am yours now, and no one will dare to bully you in the future."
Su Jinzhi laughed dumbfounded, and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about..."
"I'm serious." Feng Jiuli raised his head from his neck, his eyes were clear and determined.
When he said this, he raised his hand and pulled at his collar. The man was so strong that he easily tore the shirt open, revealing the wheat-colored chest muscles underneath. Then he grabbed Su Jinzhi's hand and pressed it inside. With a low voice, staring at Su Jinzhi's eyes, he said seriously, "I know what you've been hiding all this time."
Hearing the words, Su Jinzhi trembled slightly, and stared at him blankly, the twinkling pupils in his eyes seemed to be begging, but also reluctance.
Feng Jiuli sighed softly, lay down and pulled the young man onto himself, raised his hand to caress the young man's slender waist, his voice was slightly hoarse, and gently whispered in Su Jinzhi's ear with a bewitching tone. Murmur: "You wait for me, you have liked me for a long time, I know all this; I also like you, I have loved you for a long time. If you are afraid, then let me bear it."
Su Jinzhi opened his legs, knelt beside Feng Jiuli, looked at his eyes and blinked lightly, and tears fell on the man's face, and he said in a trembling voice: "But... you just met me not long ago …”
"Maybe I fell in love with you the first time I saw you." Feng Jiuli raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.
Su Jinzhi sobbed, tried his best to put on a smile and said, "You lied, and you made me cry later."
Speaking of this matter, Feng Jiuli was also quite annoyed, he was indeed moved when he saw the young man for the first time on the painting boat, but he was with the third senior brother at that time.
He mistakenly thought that he and Yun Mengchen were a couple, and then there were so many twists and turns due to many reasons. In desperation, he sighed, pressed Su Jinzhi's Yubai shoulders and pressed himself, and said: "Then you vent your anger on me and bully me back hard."
The young man suddenly smiled, leaned on his shoulder blades and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to bully you, I want to be with you..."
At the moment when the words came out, Feng Jiuli felt the young man's warm tears soaking his clothes, and the heat easily passed through his skin and scalded deep into his heart. He took a deep breath and suppressed it. Tears that were about to come out of the red eyes—seven years to him, but it seemed like a moment, and it was like a flick of a finger, but to a young man, it was more than a lifetime.
"I will be with you, always together, and will never be separated from you." Feng Jiuli said solemnly, holding the young man tightly.
As soon as his words fell, Su Jinzhi trembled slightly.
together forever.
Jun Changle waited for him for a whole ten years, is it because of this sentence
"Ding—Master Host, Jun Changle's progress value has risen to 90!" Zero happily notified Su Jinzhi of the news, and then reminded in a weak voice, "But your love index has exceeded the standard, please pay attention to controlling yourself Otherwise, Brother No. 1 will be angry."
"Hehe." No. 1 smiled coldly, "I'm already angry."
Su Jinzhi was trembling with pain, but he still held Feng Jiuli's neck tightly, refusing to lift his head from his shoulders. Feng Jiuli also noticed that something was wrong with him, but he thought the young man was just crying, so he didn't think much about it. He patted his back lightly, and said with a smile, "Are you still crying? You need me to hug and coax you before you rest. Voice?"
"I didn't cry." Su Jinzhi swallowed the scarlet sweetness welling up in his throat carefully, and sat up straight with his back facing Feng Jiuli.
Just as the young man stood up, Feng Jiuli caught a glimpse of the reddish corners of his eyes. Seeing that the young man thought he was being shy, he pulled back the brocade quilt that they kicked off between the two of them and covered it again, hugged the young man's waist and closed his eyes. Coaxed in a low voice: "Okay, okay, you didn't cry, you have a head injury, why don't I sleep with you for a while?"
After Su Jinzhi evened his breathing, he turned around to look at him, and found that the man had a faint blue color under his eye sockets, and looked tired like he hadn't slept all night, so he lay down next to him with a soft "um", and after thinking for a while She also put her arms around his waist, closed her eyes and pretended not to see the corners of the man's raised lips. Su Jinzhi leaned against his arms, sniffing the calming aura of the man, his consciousness gradually became blurred.
In a trance, he saw some fragmentary pictures, as if he had been so intimate with someone a long time ago.
The man hugged him and said he wanted to be with him forever.
The two embraced each other and fell asleep, having a good day's dream.
The third prince, Yan Hui, did not know if it was because he lost a bit of face in the hall that day, so he returned to Beiyou Kingdom the next morning, but no one in Zhuhua Kingdom dared to say a word about him. He bought several boxes of gold jewelry to make amends. However, no matter how many precious gifts the lords of the Hua Kingdoms sent, Su Jinzhi only cared about the flimsy representative, except for the thin paper compiled by his humble nationality and entered the official household from now on—a thousand gold and ten thousand silver, it is not as precious as this piece of paper.
When Feng Jiuli stepped into the door, he saw the young man holding a piece of white paper in a daze, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing." The man's deep voice reached Su Jinzhi's ears, and then he felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. Su Jinzhi put the piece of paper in his sleeve pocket without a trace, turned his head and smiled look at the man.
Feng Jiuli was taller than the young man by more than a head. When he hugged him, he glanced at the handwriting on the thin paper from the corner of his eye. His eyes darkened, but he didn't say much, just lightly tapped his fingers. Lightly smoothing the broken hair on the side of the young man's ears, he asked him with a smile: "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days. The night market is very lively recently. Do you want to go out and have fun? I'll take you there."
Hearing this, Su Jinzhi hesitated and said, "The night market...isn't that fun, I'm tired of it all these years."
But the truth is not what he said. Because of his identity and his relatives who never reunite, every Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year is the most painful and depressing time for Jun Changle. It is good that he is not depressed and sick. How could it be possible to go out to play
Feng Jiuli understood his temperament, so he naturally knew that he was lying, so he bent over and buried his head in his neck, while dawdling and eating young tofu, he said in a coquettish voice: "I want to sacrifice the moon, this year I will If you don’t go back to Ghost Cloud Valley for the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will accompany me to buy sacrifices and mooncakes.”
"Okay, okay, I'll go with you, get up quickly." Su Jinzhi chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "I can make mooncakes for you too, why go out and buy them?"
"Then we can go buy bamboo sticks first, and come back to make lanterns and light them." Seeing that he agreed, Feng Jiuli kissed him on the side of the cheek before standing up straight.
Su Jinzhi's eyes lit up: "Lantern? Do you still know how to make lanterns?"
"That's right." Feng Jiuli smiled, "During the years in the valley, Master saw that I was bored during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he asked the elder brother to teach me how to make lanterns. I used to always think that even if I lost my memory, I would still be here It should be satisfying to enjoy the full moon with relatives during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I don’t know why, but I always feel that there is something missing in my heart.”
The young man was silent when he heard the words. He had relatives who could miss him for several years, but no matter whether it was before or after he lost his memory, Feng Jiuli had no blood relatives around him, and because he admired him, he loved him deeply Because of this, he might not be able to find another woman to give birth to his blood relative in this life.
Feng Jiuli has been paying attention to his expression. Seeing the young man drooping his eyes, he curled his lips again, and whispered in his ear: "But I have met you now. After you know that I bullied you, stand in the flower habitat Did you sneak a peek at your business from outside the building?"
Su Jinzhi gave a soft "hmm" and looked up at him.
"I stood outside the building and looked at your window for a long time, and those peach blossoms fell on my shoulders. Then you opened the window, and I saw you." Feng Jiuli lowered his head, and smiled softly with the young man murmur.
"At that moment, I realized that I wanted to meet you, I wanted to see you, and I wanted to see you for a long time."
Su Jinzhi was hugged tightly by him, and suddenly he remembered the man standing under a flourishing flower tree with his arms folded, the moonlight and petals scattered all over his body and shoulders—it turned out that he was really You read it right, it was indeed the return of an old friend.
He traveled far and wide, wearing the stars and the moon, and came from a long way.
So the flowers fall at this time, and the moon is round at this time.