Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

The environment of Shuixiexuan is quiet and peaceful, like a splash-ink landscape painting, elegant, dignified and antique.

There are many kinds of flowers and plants planted in the front yard.

The breeze blows on your face and the fragrance is refreshing.

There are graceful willow trees outside the gate, lush and green, like a poem or a painting.

Reflecting the mottled sunlight, dots of golden light appear faintly on it.

This situation makes people feel relaxed.

As if moved by what he saw, Quan Si took out the jade flute he carried with him.

Putting it gently to his lips, he lowered his eyes and pressed his knuckles on the flute.

It makes the fingers look even whiter and longer, and the skin as white as jade.

A slight breath of air came out of his lips, and soothing and pleasant notes gradually spread out.

The flute sounds melodious, like a gentle spring breeze, blowing gently across people's hearts, bringing endless tranquility and comfort.

The stream in the courtyard was gurgling, and Quan Si stood facing the wind, his silver hair blowing in the wind, forming a free arc.

Inside the pavilion, the man holding the chess piece paused.

He tilted his head and looked in the direction of the flute sound.

Close your eyes slightly and listen carefully to this moving melody.

The distance was quite far, so I couldn't hear it clearly.

He lowered his eyes to glance at the unfinished game, and the next second, he turned away.

A breeze blew by, leaving only a chess table, and the man had disappeared long ago.

As the distance gets closer, the natural sound becomes clearer and clearer, as if it is right next to you.

Wei Yuanzhuo jumped to the commanding heights of a hill and stared down at the people not far away.

Quan Si lowered his eyes and changed the way he pressed the holes, with the tune sometimes slow and sometimes high, creating the most perfect piece of music.

"It's him..." Wei Yuanzhuo stared at the figure and murmured softly.

His distant thoughts brought him back to that day when they first met in the black market.

The man was aloof and had never even glanced at him, and his expression was also like this.

I wonder what kind of grace is hidden under that disguise?

When the flute music stopped, Wei Yuanzhuo turned and left.

Although I don’t know why the other party is here, I guess things will be more lively in the future.

*

Quan Si has had nothing to do these days, and only returns to Meixianglou occasionally.

Both sides can be taken care of fairly well, and there won't be any overwhelming situation.

According to the emperor, the requirements for him were not high and he only needed to attend the morning court once a week.

That's just as well.

After so many times, he really couldn't get up.

Quan Si was a person who was used to staying in bed late. On weekdays, he would sleep until he woke up naturally in Meixiang Tower.

No one cares about him, so he is very free.

Qin Ji came to Shuixiexuan to look for him once during the trip and asked him how he had adapted in recent days, whether he was used to living there, etc.

Later, the emperor had to leave in a hurry due to busy government affairs, but he still looked reluctant at the end.

Very impressive.

I still remember that day, the night was dark and the moon was bright.

Quan Si had just finished bathing and was wearing only a thin inner garment that outlined his slender waist.

He was just about to close the window when a black shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes.

When he came to his senses again, the man had entered the room and stood behind him.

The man's chest pressed against his back, and it felt scorching hot.

"I'm here to see you." Qin Ji's voice was low and hoarse in the cool night.

The atmosphere in the room was silent. The candlelight was dim and flickering, with dots of light shining on the two people.

Quan Si has taken off the mask, revealing his original enchanting and beautiful face.

He glanced sideways slightly, and a faint light illuminated his eyebrows and eyes, casting a few afterimages on his face.

"When will your majesty change his bad habit of barging in at random?"

Quan Si naturally thought of the scene when they first met.

At the beginning of the story, he was naked and was sinking in the swirling water mist.

Qin Ji stretched out his fingertips and gently rubbed Quan Si's soft and fine silver hair.

It feels very comfortable to touch.

"I miss you so much," Qin Ji was lost in his gaze, "that's why I came here on my own initiative."

Quan Si turned around to face him.

Under the flickering candlelight, the deep V-neckline highlights the slender and fair collarbone.

So pretty that you want to take a bite.

"Who are you missing?" Quan Si asked knowingly, but there was a stunning smile on the corner of his lips.

She is so beautiful that she has no idea how attractive she is.

"You." Qin Ji's eyes were deep.

"Your Majesty, have you been drinking?" Quan Si took the initiative to move closer and sniffed his body.

"I am sober and self-controlled, how can I be drunk?" Qin Ji stretched out his hand to touch his face.

Unexpectedly, the latter stopped at that point and distanced themselves from each other without any warning.

It is clearly within reach, yet I cannot get it.

It's very provocative and makes people feel itchy.

The kind that is bound to drive people crazy.

Quan Si glanced at him, the faint candlelight flickering behind him, illuminating the man's angular and handsome face.

The cold-blooded emperor in the eyes of outsiders is now wearing a black robe with his long black hair completely draped behind his head.

It has less sharpness and spikes, and more softness and warmth.

That was the tenderness that was only shown in front of Quan Si.

"Your Majesty, you have a very good appearance." Quan Si narrowed his eyes and pretended to touch his face with his fingertips.

It seemed like it touched, but also like it didn't.

This sense of control that is sometimes far and sometimes near makes people want to drive crazy.

Qin Ji's eyes were gloomy because of his arousal, and he felt an inexplicable restlessness rising all over his body.

He felt his throat was terribly dry.

At this time, what do you need to moisturize?

His sight finally rested on the delicate lips of the person in front of him.

Her face was rosy and her lips and teeth slightly opened and closed when she spoke, and she had a cool appearance.

At that moment, a myriad of thoughts came to my mind, and countless indescribable images suddenly popped into my mind.

He was thinking, what would the scene be like if this person who was as cold as the moonlight had red eyes and sobbed softly?

There is nothing more charming than this person, and he is the only one in the world.

All these fantasies finally made the emperor's ears turn red and he lost his composure.

Noticing that the man's breathing was a little heavy, Quan Si glanced at him suspiciously.

What's wrong with the other party?

He didn't do anything.

"Don't be late for the court tomorrow morning." After saying this, the man left.

It feels like there is wind under your feet.

Quan Si was completely confused.

He had no idea that all this was caused by him.

That night, Quan Si had no dreams and slept until dawn.

But someone's condition is not so good.

*

The next morning, a hint of paleness appeared in the east.

All things on earth are gradually reviving, heralding the arrival of a new day.

It was the fifth watch of the night, or in layman's terms, five o'clock in the morning.

Quan Si finished washing up sleepily, put on the mannequin skin, and walked towards the hall.

Along the way, he saw many unfamiliar faces.

Judging from his clothing, he should be a court minister.

After all the civil and military officials had arrived, the most popular figure finally appeared.

The bell and drum department began to play music, and the guards held five umbrellas and four fans.

They ascended the steps from the east and west sides and stood on the left and right behind the imperial throne.

Qin Ji sat on the magnificent throne, wearing a shining golden robe, looking majestic without even being angry.

If you look closely, you can see a dark patch under his eyes.

It must be because I didn’t sleep all night.