summer day, winter night

"Su Wuxi," his words came out of his throat one by one, "what's your expression? Disgusted, or disgusted?"

There are more emotions contained in this sentence, the weak feelings that are rarely seen in the hearts of those iron-blooded generals: sadness, pain, sadness..., suppressed in the chest, rolling continuously.

"No... my lord, that's not what I meant." Su Wuxi hurriedly explained, the eyes next to the frown were full of helplessness, "You, take your hands away first."

The high-altitude wind blows the clouds and moves little by little, just blocking the light of the moon cast on the earth. The birds that come out at night are singing one after another. The temperature at night is getting lower and lower, and the temperature difference increases, causing the mist of the hot spring to slowly rise and spread. .

The lights in the villa, except where the main house is, have been completely extinguished.

Su Wuxi's words were like pouring a basin of ice water on King Cang's face, and violently freezing all thoughts in the form of external force.

He let go of his hand, as if the arm suddenly lost all strength, and smashed back to the water. "I'm sorry, I was too excited." He lowered his head and took several steps back.

King Cang lowered his head, and didn't see Su Wuzhen's hand that was stretched out just now but was suddenly stiff in the air. At this moment, a strange reaction from his body came to his mind, making his jade-like handsome face flush.

He suppressed this feeling severely, and said with difficulty and helplessness: "I don't hate you, it's just..." He looked down at the surface of the water, feeling that he really couldn't say such a thing.

King Cang raised his head and followed his line of sight to look down. On a moonless night, looking down was a piece of black and blue. King Cang looked at it for a long time, and connected with Su Wuzhen's previous reaction, he felt as if he had opened up a new world. door.

Su Wuzhen should have felt... just after saying the word of refusal, that's why..., what is going on in Su Wuzhen's mind!

The truth is so speechless, Cang Zhouxing has no idea what kind of expression he should make.

"Do you want to go up first?"

Immediately afterwards, Su Wuxi raised his head, in such a dim light, King Cang could see the blush on his face spreading to the base of his ears.

As if the criminal had been released suddenly, Su Wuxi couldn't wait to walk to the shore.King Cang looked at his distressed appearance, worried that he would fall, so he swam quietly and followed him.

The rocks on the bank are very slippery, easy to get down but hard to get up, Cang Zhouxing saw that Su Wuzhen still slipped down after trying several times, so he said softly: "Let me push you up."

Su Wuxi nodded almost indistinctly.The next second, he felt a hand grabbing his waist, and after a while, he reached the shore.

Until they returned to their room to rest, neither of them said a word.

Watching the man in black who suddenly appeared made the bed, and the ambiguous and embarrassing atmosphere reached its peak along the way, King Cang coughed and said, "I'll take you back tomorrow morning, you can't go out to the villa alone."

Su Wuxi: "...Okay."

Silent all night.

Contrary to Su Wuzhen's own expectations and Cang Zhouxing's expectations, Su Wuzhen woke up and went out before dawn.

Su Wuxi, just thinking that it is better to get up early if he can’t fall asleep, and Cang Zhouxing originally thought that he would deal with business affairs first when he wakes up in the morning, and then send him out of the villa when Su Wuxuan wakes up. Naturally not here.

So at this moment, Su Wuxie's early waking up and Cang Zhouxing's self-righteousness in not arranging for Yunchan to avoid successfully created an embarrassing scene early in the morning.

When Su Wuzhan entered Cang Zhouxing's courtyard, he happened to meet Yunchan who came out of Cang Zhouxing's courtyard, dressed in black and carrying a red umbrella.

In an instant, even the surrounding air was still.

The next moment, Cang Zhouxing, who just finished his official duties, took a bowl of water, opened the door slowly and walked out while drinking.

The moment he raised his eyes to look at the gate of the courtyard, Su Wuxi felt that he was so embarrassed that the dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and the pressure increased sharply.

Cang Zhouxing opened his lips, thinking that he should explain something, but the moment he looked into Su Wuxi's black eyes, he felt as if he was standing in front of him naked, and everything was invisible.

He could see that Su Wuzhen didn't think about Yunchan walking out of his yard. It was also very orthodox, and he kept a relatively objective view of one thing, but this made his heart sink suddenly.

He understands Su Wuzhen, just as Su Wuzhen understands him, he knows that compared to a woman with red sleeves, what Su Wuzhen is more difficult to forgive is his deception.

In this era, the folk customs are open, from Ouyang Xiu, the leader of the world literary alliance, to Liu Yong, who has been ashamed for half his life on the road to the imperial examination, the company of official prostitutes, private prostitutes and other prostitutes has never been many. Everyone knows the exquisite style of ornaments.

But deception is different, not to mention that most of the literati are somewhat ideologically clean, especially for friends who are sincere.

Cang Zhouxing was holding a bowl of water, at a loss is the best adjective to describe him at this moment.

Yunchan has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, she should understand and understand, she put away the red umbrella, knelt down on one knee in front of Su Wuzhan, the expression on her face should be as serious as possible: "Subordinate Yunchan, Greetings to Mr. Su."

As soon as the word "subordinate" came out, Cang Zhouxing became quick-witted, and quickly said, "My dark forces can't show up in front of the emperor. Yunchan is the one who is arranged in the tea ceremony seat." The words are reasonable, but the expression is not so It's a matter of fact, no matter how calm the Great Prince Cang is on the outside, it's useless at this moment - after all, he is a military commander at heart, and he can't learn the way of sweet talk.

Su Wuxie could tell at a glance whether his words were true or false, and he couldn't help but sneer on his face: "His Royal Highness, at that time, you were testing me."

In his heart and mind, everything reminded him how unbearable it was for King Cang to do such a thing as testing his personal feelings.

At that time, he was trying his best to crush all other emotions, put himself in the position of a confidant, and did not hide anything in front of King Cang.

But now, after such a long time, last night, no matter what, he was happy.

How come it's so uncomfortable.

This is the case for everyone, when they have not come into contact with that piece of reverse scale, they will never know that they will not tolerate a certain thing.

He lowered his head, and habitually covered up his dissatisfaction with a deadpan face: "Miss Yunchan, you don't have to, get up."

It was another cloudless day, and the saplings that Liu Zang was ordered to buy earlier were neatly piled up in front of the house, and Liu Zang's thin figure could be vaguely seen in the house, King Cang could see that Liu Zang was much taller than last year .

Su Wuzhen has always been tolerant and generous to others, and even helped a person who bullied him when he was in Beijing. King Cang looked towards the direction of the hut, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. Since Su Wuzhen did not object to him sending him back, Perhaps a little deception would be forgiven him.