After crossing, let yourself go

The autumn night was already very cold. Han Jiu and Master Liu drank the whole afternoon, but Han Jiu didn't drink much while Master Liu was drunk.

After Pei Qing and I sent Master Liu home, we both breathed a sigh of relief. This kid is really a troublemaker. Looking around, Han Jiu shook her head. She asked why this kid had to send him home by herself. She was waiting here. It would be good to go and take a look. It was really pitiful for her to be alone. She walked across two streets and opened the door of a house.

Xiye was practicing calligraphy. He has always had the habit of practicing calligraphy. He feels that this can calm his mind. When he looked up and saw the person coming, he put down his pen and greeted him, "Master Jiu."

"When did you become so close to Young Master Liu?" Han Jiu smiled and reached out to take Xi Ye's hand and walked into the house. After pretending to be a man for such a long time, her behavior as a man has become extremely easy. She believes that except for those few people in this world, no one would doubt her gender. Her words and deeds are exactly the same as those of a man.

"I met him by chance when I was shopping on the street a few days ago. I didn't expect that the Liu Mansion was not far from here." Xiye poured a cup of tea and handed it to Han Jiu.

"He's a nice guy. You don't have many friends, so you can go to him to chat when you're bored." Han Jiu took the cup and took a sip.

"Mr. Jiu, did you meet Young Master Liu today?" Xiye stood up and packed up the paper he had been writing on. He didn't want Han Jiu to see what he had written.

Since practicing the Blood Demon Skill, Han Jiu's eyesight, hearing, and overall physical fitness have improved by more than one or two levels. His martial arts skills have also reached a certain level, so he will not necessarily lose even if he meets a top-notch master.

But Han Jiu had been hiding it, not wanting to reveal the fact that he had mastered the Blood Demon Skill and the Corpse Controlling Skill unless it was absolutely necessary. Looking at Xi Ye's back as he tried to block him, Han Jiu stood up, walked behind him and hugged him from behind, "What's written?" he asked even though he knew the answer.

Xiye enjoyed the warm and strong chest of this man. She leaned against Hanjiu's arms but did not stop cleaning up. "It's just random writing."

After these days of contact, Han Jiu discovered that Xiye knew how to advance and retreat, just like that day when he saw that his lip was bitten by Song Ruochen, although he was sad, he did not show it and tried his best to hide it. Just like the way his voice is always neither too high nor too low, just right for people to hear.

He has always been a steady and calm person. At the beginning, Han Jiu felt guilty about Xiye, but now he admires her more. Han Jiu's hands were around Xiye's waist. His voice was low and smelled of wine because of the alcohol. Xiye turned around with heavy breathing to face Han Jiu, "Master Jiu, I'm fine." Then he kissed him.

Xiye has always been direct and explicit with Hanjiu, which is one of the reasons why Hanjiu likes him. Hanjiu pushed him on the table and said, "Wait a little longer, I'm worried about your health..."

Xiye answered Hanjiu's question with action. He put his mouth on Hanjiu's ear and breathed heavily, "I think."

Han Jiu stretched out her big hands and carried Xiye back to the bed. Her hands paused for a moment when she was undressing her. Xiye had one hand around her neck and the other hand was holding a black hairband.

Han Jiu curled her lips, took the hairband and covered his eyes with it, then took out the bottle of new medicine that Young Master Liu had just given her from her waist and fed it to Xiye with her mouth while deeply kissing this sensible man.

The autumn wind outside was a little chilly, and the two people in the room were already sweating profusely. Xiye's endless desire tonight made Han Jiu want to strangle Master Liu to death, but he couldn't bear Xiye's pain so he had to satisfy him again and again. It must be said that Xiye was a top master in bed, who could make people obsessed and lost in passion.

Xiye was awakened by a thunder. When he woke up, he saw Han Jiu getting dressed. "Master Jiu, it seems to be raining outside. It's so late..." and he didn't want to leave.

Han Jiu knew what Xiye wanted to say, but she couldn't stay overnight. "It's okay. Go quickly so you don't get caught in the rain."

Xiye didn't say anything. He stood up, put on his coat and walked to Han Jiu to help him tidy up his clothes. Han Jiu looked at him and held his hand. "My second brother has a habit. Every day when I go home, he asks the guard to report that I have returned home safely, otherwise he will be worried." Han Jiu knew this habit of his by accident.

Han Feng doesn't care how late Han Jiu returns home or how she returns home, as long as she returns home safely. He is too worried about Han Jiu, so Han Jiu will go back no matter how late it is. "I don't want to make my second brother worry."

Xiye was so happy to hear Han Jiu's explanation. "I'll go find you an umbrella." Xiye hurried to the outer room.

Han Jiu grabbed him and carried him back to the bed, "No need, you won't get wet. You're in good health now, so have a good rest." After saying that, he kissed Xiye on the corner of the mouth and left.

Xiye looked at the black hairband in his hand with a smile on his face. When he glanced at the opened "Jiu" sheets on the table, he blushed. He had seen them.

Han Jiu thought that he should not have pretended to be elegant with Xiye yesterday. What she said about not needing him to find an umbrella and not getting wet in the rain was all bullshit.

Pei Qing and I were thoroughly drenched by the autumn rain last night. Damn, I felt that my physical fitness was pretty good yesterday, but when I got up today, I felt dizzy and weak all over. I must be sick. Damn it.

"Xiaotong, where is Pei Qing?" Han Jiu asked Xiaotong who was cleaning after wiping his face with a towel.

"I'm feeding Chengfeng with Uncle Wang. Do you want to call him?" Xiaotong put down what she was holding and prepared to go out to call Pei Qing.

"Isn't he sick?" People with military backgrounds are stronger than people who have been trained halfway.

"No, I'm fine." Pei Qing looked full of energy and didn't look like he was sick.

Feeling uncomfortable in his throat, Han Jiu poured a glass of water and asked, "Is it the birthday party of Prince Huai today?"

"Well, the second young master said that he will come to find you later. I heard that Prince Huai held a grand wedding for the prince." Xiaotong said to Han Jiu with excitement in her eyes.

"What is Second Brother doing now?" My throat hurts, and my head hurts even more.

"The second young master said that you would not prepare a gift to go to Prince Huai's Mansion, so he prepared it for you." Seeing Han Jiu drinking cup after cup of water early in the morning, Xiao Tong asked worriedly, "Young master, are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh, I'm fine. I'll sleep a little longer. Just call me when my second brother comes." It would be bad if my second brother knew that I was sick.

"I understand, young master." Xiaotong walked out without any doubt.

When Han Jiu was woken up by Xiao Tong, he felt that he was not getting better but was even more seriously ill.

She might have a fever, so in order to prevent Han Feng from noticing, she washed her face with cold water. After looking in the mirror and seeing how bad her complexion was, she changed into a dark purple robe that she never wore normally so that her complexion would not look so bad. After she was ready, she checked in front of the bronze mirror before going out.

"Second brother," Han Jiu pretended to be cheerful and called out to Han Feng who was standing at the door.

Han Feng's eyes lit up when he saw Han Jiu. Why did Xiaojiu, who usually liked to wear black, change her clothes today? However, this dark purple clothes really suited Xiaojiu. In the past, Xiaojiu was thin and looked even smaller in men's clothes, but today, she looked so good in men's clothes.

Yan Beiming, who was standing at the gate, was also delighted. He was asked by King Xuan, who wanted to avoid embarrassing Han Feng, to pick up Han Feng and Han Jiu. He did not expect to see such a stunning scene. "It has been a long time since we last met. The Third Young Master seems to have changed a lot."

Han Jiu also noticed Yan Beiming and walked up to him, "Third Prince."

Yan Beiming looked at his thin lips that were usually as red as blood and seemed a little pale today. He turned to Han Feng and said, "I just happened to have something to say to Xiao Jiu. Let him ride in the carriage with me."

Han Feng naturally would not refuse. He nodded with a smile and got on a carriage at the back. A large group of people set off.

After Han Jiu sat in the carriage, he stopped pretending and sat down on the couch without thinking, closing his eyes and taking a rest.

Yan Beiming poured himself a cup of tea. "Are you sick?"

"Your Highness has already noticed it, but I still have to thank you." Han Jiu opened his eyes and looked at Yan Beiming with a smile.

"I know you are afraid that your second brother will worry, otherwise why would you dress like this today?" She looked unexpectedly good-looking, but her expression was too ugly.

"I'll sleep for a while, wake me when we're there." Since the last time Yan Beiming and I drank together, they had become much more casual with each other.

"Okay." Yan Beiming was also happy that this boy treated him in this way. He put down his teacup and leaned aside to rest.