After crossing, let yourself go

The two people walked out of the house. There was a round moon hanging in the sky. The moonlight sprinkled on the snow-covered Beiming City and illuminated the entire street. This street was relatively quiet and there were not many people coming and going.

Han Jiu thought of the first time she met Song Ruochen. It was also the same moonlight at that time. The moonlight in the whole yard sprinkled on this beautiful man. The man was spotless and untainted by the world. "Remember the first time we met?"

Song Ruochen smiled and said, "You were being chased by someone at that time."

"Well, I was so shameless as to ask you to teach me martial arts, and Xiaoyu was so angry at that time." Han Jiu smiled when he thought of Xiaoyu's angry face at that time.

"I don't know what happened, but I agreed to teach you martial arts so casually at that time." Song Ruochen looked at the moon in the sky.

"Because you like me"

"Don't you have any shame?" Song Ruochen glared at Han Jiu.

"Why, don't you like me?" Han Jiu turned around and faced him.

Seeing Han Jiu standing in front of him, Song Ruochen stopped and was about to speak when the person in front of him suddenly pointed to the side and said, "Ruochen, look."

Song Ruochen looked in the direction she pointed, but saw nothing. When he turned back, a pair of soft lips were already pressing against his own. "Hmm..."

Song Ruochen slowly moved his hands up and held the other person in his arms.

After a brief hug and kiss, the two looked at each other and smiled. Han Jiu turned sideways and walked side by side with Song Ruochen, holding his hand. Under the moonlight, one of them was dressed in white, as beautiful as snow, as elegant and noble as a green lotus, while the other was dressed in black, as black as ink, with an evil aura, walking lazily on the quiet street.

Two people disappeared around the corner and then walked out of the shadows not far away. Gao Fei stared in disbelief at the direction where Han Jiu had just disappeared. The man in white had a shocking face. That man was so handsome.

This is secondary. The most important thing is that the man named Han Jiu actually kissed him. He kissed him, and the man in white really enjoyed being kissed by that man, with a look of happiness on his face.

Gao Fei mechanically turned his head and looked at his master. He wanted to see what expression this master would have. Beiming Country did not prohibit homosexuality, and many dignitaries and nobles openly kept male favorites and married male concubines, but this did not include his master. His master always hated those men who kept male favorites and had homosexual tendencies.

Mu Jifan looked at the empty street calmly. The scene of the two people kissing in the moonlight was still vivid in his mind, making his eyes hurt.

Although he felt disgusted in his heart, he had to admit that he was actually infected at that moment. Han Jiu deliberately let the man in white look to the other side. He saw a smug smile on Han Jiu's face at that time. When the man in white turned around again, Han Jiu kissed his lips accurately. The man in white was stunned for a moment but then his eyes were full of tenderness and pampering. The sense of happiness emanating from the bottom of his heart deeply infected him.

Han Jiu didn't know that her and Song Ruochen's little actions were seen by others, but she wouldn't care even if she knew.

After strolling for a while with Song Ruochen, we came to a busier street. Beimingguo is different from Dayan. The streets of Beiming are very lively at night, with all kinds of things for sale, similar to the modern night markets.

The two of them walked around the street casually. Han Jiu would pull Song Ruochen's hand from time to time when no one was paying attention, causing Song Ruochen's face, as pure as a fairy, to turn red.

Han Jiu walked to a small hand-woven stand and stopped. "I broke your sword tassel and you haven't hung it again. Do you like any of it?"

Song Ruochen walked to the stall, took a look, pointed at a black tasseled sword and said, "I want this one."

"How much is this?"

"How much is this?"

At the same time, the tassel-shaped sword tassel that Song Ruochen had just pointed out was taken in the hand of another man.

The girl selling things was a little embarrassed. It was the worst thing that two customers liked the same thing. She looked at Han Jiu with some embarrassment. She was an old person on this street and Han Jiu was a stranger so she could only look at him, hoping that this fair-skinned man would give in.

Han Jiu was very smart, so he could see the meaning in the girl's eyes. He smiled casually and asked, "How long will it take to make another one?"

The girl smiled gratefully at Han Jiu, "It will be quick, just half an hour."

Han Jiu turned to look at Song Ruochen. Song Ruochen nodded and said to the girl, "We'll come back to get it later." Then he and Han Jiu turned around and were about to leave.

Just then, a man who had his eyes on the same thing as them stood in front of them and asked, "Did I let you go?"

Han Jiu raised an eyebrow and wanted to speak, but Song Ruochen blocked her from behind. Song Ruochen had always been calm and indifferent in front of Han Jiu, but that didn't mean he would be like that in front of outsiders. He protected Han Jiu behind him and looked coldly at the scoundrel-looking man in front of him, "What do you mean, sir?"

"Nothing special, over there." He pointed to the window of the tea house opposite, where two men were looking at them. "My friend wants to invite you upstairs to sit down. You have to go today, whether you want to or not."

Han Jiu took a step back and said to the girl who was selling things, "Good girl, tell me, who are these people? What are they planning?"

The little girl had a good impression of Han Jiu. She usually didn't like that person, so she came close to Han Jiu and whispered, "Sir, you and your friends must be careful. You can't afford to offend these people. They are all dandy young men. Your friend is too beautiful. They probably took a fancy to her."

"What I mean is that you did it on purpose just now." Han Jiu curled his lips.

"Yes, they often bully men and women, and no one dares to mess with them." The little girl looked at Han Jiu cautiously.

"No one cares?" Han Jiu raised his eyebrows.

"Who dares to intervene? Look at the man in the green robe upstairs, he is the grandson of Grand Tutor Su, and the other one in blue is the son of the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple. Although the man who is causing trouble for you doesn't have any great power in his family, one of his cousins ​​is close to the Jingzhao Yin. So I advise you to follow them later and run away when you get a chance, otherwise you will suffer." The little girl felt that Han Jiu and the other two were doomed to be caught by them.

At the same time, the scoundrel man saw that Song Ruochen still didn't move, and reached out to grab Song Ruochen's shoulders with some impatience. He had boasted today that he would get this incredibly handsome man into bed.

Song Ruochen has always behaved like a gentleman and was extremely disgusted with this kind of shameless hooligan. When he saw the man reaching out his hand, he was stopped by Han Jiu behind him. Han Jiu smiled and said, "Don't move, it's dirty." After pushing Song Ruochen to the side of the girl, he turned around, retracted his smile, and looked coldly at the unruly man in front of him.

Han Jiu lazily stood in front of the man without saying a word. The man was frightened by his look and roared, "Who do you think you are? Get out of here. You don't know how to respect me."

Han Jiu ignored the man and looked towards the window of Tu Tower. The two men beside the window of Tu Tower both had disdainful smiles on their faces. Seeing the gaze given by Han Jiu, they thought that the man would not want to fight with them. Where did this bumpkin come from? The two men laughed and looked at Han Jiu below provocatively with an indifferent look on their faces.

The scoundrel man got angry when he saw Han Jiu didn't look at him straight in the eye, and raised his hand to rush towards Han Jiu. Han Jiu kicked the man in the chest seemingly casually. The man retreated more than ten meters, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

The street was quiet, and the smiles on the faces of the two men by the window also stopped. With just one kick, the man with martial arts skills was knocked unconscious.

Han Jiu didn't move at all. He took his foot back and casually glanced upstairs before saying to Song Ruochen beside him, "Are you cold?"

Song Ruochen looked at the man who was kicked unconscious by Han Jiu and said, "He's not cold."

"That's good." He took out some silver and gave it to the little girl. Then he handed the sword tassel he had just picked out from the stall to Song Ruochen. "It's for you."

After Song Ruochen took the sword tassel, the two were about to leave when they heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. People on the street were so scared that they ran away. The little girl said as she packed her things, "You are in trouble." After she finished packing, she ran away without looking back.

Han Jiu looked at Song Ruochen helplessly and said, "What kind of thing is this? They dare to think about my people. Are they looking for death?"

Song Ruochen felt a little uncomfortable with what she said, "Blame me, you go first and I'll handle it."

"What are you talking about? You're willing to sacrifice yourself, but I'm reluctant to let you get tired. You can't use your energy here." She leaned close to Song Ruochen's ear and whispered, "Use it on the bed." After that, she laughed.

Song Ruochen blushed and remained silent after hearing what Han Jiu said.