Fengyunyi

【Qin Zhuang Gate】

The setting sun is setting, the smoke is curling up, and the warm yellow covering the white snow is more peaceful.

When Qin Feng rushed out of the house in a hurry, he saw Yuncong Luo Yi and Jiang Jingshu saying goodbye at the side door. He heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the hem of his clothes in one hand and waved a paper fan in the other and rushed up with a smile.

"Let's go, Xiaoshu, I'll go to your house." Qin Feng put his hand on Jiang Jingshu's shoulder and smiled warmly.

"Cough cough cough..."

A sudden gravity caused Jiang Jingshu's illness, and Jiang Jingshu couldn't help coughing. Qin Feng hurriedly supported him to help Shunqi, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"Sir, are you alright?" Qiu Ji also hurriedly helped out.

"Xiaofeng, it's pretty good that Brother Jiang didn't fall to the ground with such great strength." The corner of Luo Yi's mouth twitched.

Qin Feng couldn't speak in embarrassment, he quickly raised his hand and dared not touch it again.

"No problem, cough cough..." Jiang Jingshu took a breath and waved his hands, his voice was still a little hoarse and deep after coughing, "It's just that the wind and cold haven't recovered, it's nothing to do with Zixu."

"Then you put on my cloak, my cloak is very warm." Qin Feng was so worried that he untied his thick cloak and put it on Jiang Jingshu anxiously, and even more meticulously closed it.

"Thank you, cough, cough..." Jiang Jingshu smiled, but his tone was indifferent.

Qin Feng patiently fastened Jiang Jingshu's cloak, looked up at Jiang Jingshu's smiling bright eyes, and lost his mind for a moment, as if there was a mysterious power in those deep and clear eyes that held him firmly.

Luo Yi looked at Qin Feng's undisguised obsession, and coughed loudly: "Cough, cough...Xiaofeng, Brother Jiang, let's go first."

Qin Feng suddenly came back to his senses, his mind was in a mess, and he said in a daze: "Brother A Yi, do you also suffer from the cold and cough?"

Yun Cong pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, he is coughing due to the wind and cold, how about you put your cloak on your brother A Yi?" There is a strong sense of ridicule and ambiguity between the lines.

Qin Feng was stunned, he was speechless even though he was eloquent.

Jiang Jingshu's hesitant eyes rested on Qin Feng and then moved away. He calmly bowed his hands to Luo Yiyun and saluted: "See you next time."

"See you next time." Luo Yiyun returned to seriousness and said goodbye.

Jiang Jingshu nodded slightly and turned to leave. Qiu Ji quickly followed up with an umbrella. The elegant and proud figure in the snow gradually faded away, like a plum blossom welcoming the snow. Only then did Qin Feng realize that he hurriedly chased after him. Putting on the big brim of the hat and shouting: "Xiaoshu, wait for me~~~" She didn't forget to turn her head and shout at Yuncong: "Your uncle!"

Luo Yiyun looked helplessly at the crazy Qin Feng, looked away and looked at each other, Luo Yi smiled inexplicably and said: "Xiaofeng, it's difficult."

Yuncong followed Luo Yi's footsteps, and laughed in a low voice, "Is it difficult for Xiaofeng to have a relationship with Brother Jiang, or is it difficult for the Luo family to deal with the Qin family?"

"What do you think?" Luo Yi laughed heartily.

The sky is covered with snow, leaving the alley at the side entrance of Qin Zhuang, and walking to the main street, the people on the street are busy cleaning up their stalls and going home, noisy and merry, young children come home from school happily singing songs , and the two couples strolled leisurely in the noisy market, which was very pleasant, the two went east, and the two went west.

【Luo Mansion Linxuan】

"I said you bought too many refreshments here." After entering the Xuanzhong, Yuncong put the whole basket of refreshments on the mahogany table, then took off and helped Luo Yi take off his coat and hang it up.

"It's not that there is an ancestor in the family who wants to eat every day, and my father told me to bring some back when I have something to do." Luo Yi sat down on the cushion comfortably, "Come, help me press my back."

"Why, are you frozen?" Yun Cong smiled and took off the shoe pads: "You are only a weak crown, why do you look like an uncle who is not confused? You want me to rub your shoulders and waist all day long."

"Press it if you want, don't talk nonsense, I'll take a nap for a while." Luo Yi tapped his forehead with his backhand.

"Alright." Yun Cong knelt behind him obediently, and skillfully began to help Luo Yi relax.

As the eldest son, the other party has a precocious and stable personality, and is extremely talented. Now that Luo Xiao entrusts him with most of the Luo family's business, he will inevitably work day and night. Sometimes he will take a nap when he is tired and let Yun Cong massage him to relax.

Strange to say, Luo Xiao never seemed to have any intention of letting Luo Yi marry a wife and take concubines. Right now, even Qin Feng, who is a few years younger, is being forced to marry, but Patriarch Luo hasn't moved at all.

Yuncong has always been puzzled by this point, but also feels lucky.

"Brother Ah Yi, Brother Ah Cong—"

Xuan Nei had been quiet for a while before it was broken, and a young man in a fur coat rushed in from the door, his voice was so loud that it almost knocked down the roof.When he saw Luo Yi resting his eyes with his eyes closed and Yun Cong serving the massage behind him, he knew he was bothering him, and his expression immediately froze.

Luo Yi opened his eyes with a headache, and sighed: "How many times have I told you, when you come, please report to the servants first."

"Uh, I forgot," the visitor scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's too troublesome, and it's all my own home, so let's just report something like this~"

"Ashin, are you done learning martial arts?" Yun Cong laughed softly.

"Of course, I always finish my studies early, and my father always praises me! Brother Ah Cong doesn't believe me, let's compare tonight?"

This bouncing and energetic boy is Luo Xin, the second youngest of the Luo family. He is twenty-eight years old, and he is very much loved by Luo Xiao.Compared with the strictness of the eldest son, the patriarch treats Luo Xin as a free-range discipline. The latter likes to practice martial arts so he personally tutors him, and he doesn't make too many demands on the paperwork.

"Don't keep pestering Yun Cong for comparison." Luo Yi picked up the scroll beside him and slapped Luo Xin on the head: "I have so many things to do, I don't have time to play with you."

"How can I have fun? It's a good thing to compete in martial arts, and Brother Ah Cong can learn from the past." Unconvinced, Luo Xin also climbed onto the bed with his slippers, and posted Yun Cong in a blink of an eye: "Besides, my current martial arts is not good. Worse than Brother Yuncong!"

"Blind self-confidence."

"certainly not!"

Yun Cong smiled and listened to the two brothers' bickering, but he didn't stop massaging Luo Yi with his hands, and when the two finally stopped, he said slowly: "A Xin, I have something to do recently, maybe I don't have the time to compete with you gone."

"What's the matter? Brother Ah Yi must be forcing you to work again, I object!" Luo Xin pursed his mouth, and pitifully pressed his head against Yun Cong's back: "Brother Ah Yi is mine."

"Stinky boy, what nonsense you say," Luo Yi said with a frown.

Looking at Luo Yi's expression, Yun Cong's smile deepened, and he said, "Ashin, don't think about fighting and killing all day long, and make up for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting when you have time."

"Okay." Luo Xin reluctantly compromised.

Luo Yi sighed again: "You brat, just don't cause trouble for me and dad."

"Brother Ayi, what are you talking about! How could I do such a thing! I listen to Brother Acong very much!"

**

"That brat Ashin, don't spoil him too much." Before going to bed at night, Luo Yi turned off the lights in the house, and then turned to Yun Cong who was packing up the books.

Yun Cong raised his head, blinked at him with bright starry eyes, and said with a smile, "Why, are you afraid that Ashin will be spoiled?"

"Bouncing around like a monkey all day long, no matter how big or small, it doesn't matter at home, I'm afraid of causing trouble outside." Luo Yi sat down by the bed and sighed.

"You big brother, you really worry a lot." Yun Cong said softly, "Ashin is honest and enthusiastic, very cute, God will bless him."

"You're getting better at talking nonsense."

"Really." Yun Cong replied softly, and then extinguished the last light, leaving only the silvery white moonlight in the room, printing the ground like a soft silver yarn.

He turned around and walked slowly towards the bed.

Luo Yi saw the moonlight coming in from the window, making the man in front of him as elegant and noble as a fairy, and the gentle brows and eyes filled with indescribable love, which was better than how many moonlight cups of grape wine, making people drunk without drinking.

As the figure gradually approached, the dark fragrance filled his breath, and Yun Cong walked up to Luo Yi, his starry eyes were soft and watery under his willow eyebrows, and his emotions were swaying.

"Aren't you tired?" Luo Yi wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled Yun Cong down. The two of them lay down on the bed, breathing together, "It's been a little bit lately."

Yun Cong moved his body and lay in Luo Yi's arms, with smiling eyes, he said in a low voice, "No matter how busy you are, you are still a second-in-command. How can you be as busy as a young master like you?"

"Complained?"

"What are you complaining about?" Yun Cong leaned forward and kissed the other party's neck, and said with a smile, "How dare I."

Luo Yi helped him fix his long hair, pulled out the quilt to cover him, and heard the crackling firewood in the house, asked in a low voice, "Is there no one outside?"

"I've confirmed it, no..." Yun Cong leaned close to him, put his arms around Luo Yi's strong back, raised his head, and touched the other's lips.

Lips and tongues intertwined, the two kissed in the dark for a moment, panting slightly when they parted, and there were water waves in their eyes looking at each other.

"Ah Yi," Yun Cong suddenly laughed softly, "If you marry a wife and take concubines in the future, I'm afraid we won't have such a chance."

Luo Yi's question caused a trace of surprise in Luo Yi's eyes, and then he sank faintly, reaching out and gently stroking his face: "Why did you ask this?"

"Even the young master of the Qin family was forced to marry, why don't you think the head of the family is worried about you getting married?"

Luo Yi smiled: "Father never interferes with this kind of thing, I also told him that marriage should follow fate, the most important thing right now is to get the family business done well."

Yun Cong frowned: "The Patriarch was only twenty-eight when he married his wife, logically speaking..."

"You always think so much." Luo Yi directly covered his mouth and pecked Yun Cong on the forehead: "Do you want me to marry a wife and take a concubine?"

Yun Cong stared fixedly at each other, then put Luo Yi's hand away, with a smile that was not a smile: "If the Patriarch asks you to marry a wife, you can't resist."

"You underestimate me too." Luo Yi put away his smile, and suddenly pressed him down to bully him.

The light of the fire is dimming, and the room is full of spring.