Except for stealing

Shen Yiqing didn't dare to go back to the house all day, and in the middle of the night, Yuema's parents were all asleep, so she slipped in through the back door like a thief.

The lights were turned off in the mansion, and it was quiet, Shen Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief, slapped his sore shoulders, walked to his yard, and said to Li Qu: "Call me earlier tomorrow, I have to go out before Auntie wakes up. "

Li Qu pursed his lips and said, "If I had known this, you shouldn't have fought against that Zhu Er."

Shen Yiqing kicked him, pushed the door and said: "Young master, I have been fighting with him since I was a child, and I get very angry when I see him, how can I lose..."

"Are you back?" A cool voice came from the dark room, and it was not difficult to hear the hidden anger.

Shen Yiqing was startled, her feet turned instantly when she was about to step into the house, and she was about to run.

The maid lit the lamp, and the countess sat in the room, and said slowly, "If you dare to go one step further, I will break your leg today."

Shen Yiqing stopped, turned her head to look at her mother, her gaze slowly moved down, and landed on the whip in her right hand.

Most of the people in Shen's residence were asleep, only Shen Yiqing's yard was lit.

Hearing that his son was beaten, Uncle Ji Bei ran over in a hurry. Just as he stepped into the room, his wife gave him a sharp look and stopped him at the door. Standing, sighing, wanting to speak but not daring.

The whip fell on Shen Yiqing's body one after another, and the whipping was so strong that it hurt just to hear it. Shen Yiqing straightened his back, biting his lower lip tightly, without saying a word.

Only the sound of whipping could be heard in the room, Shen Yiqing's back was already soaked with blood, and the crow-blue spring shirt was completely stained, Uncle Ji Bei was really distressed, and sighed: "Madam, don't beat me."

The servant girl breathed a sigh of relief, Liqu felt sorry for the young master, tears came out of her eyes, and looked at the master gratefully.

I heard him continue to say: "Be careful and your hands are sore."

Everyone: "..."

Shen Yiqing: "..."

Fortunately, the Countess stopped her hands and asked, "What about Hu Nu?"

Shen Yiqing moved slightly, frowned in pain, and replied: "Tear up the deed of prostitution, and let her find her own way out."

The countess calmed down a little, and said: "Now that Chang'an knows about your affairs, which matchmaker will dare to come to your door in the future? Which girl will dare to marry you?"

Shen Yiqing lowered her head and said nothing.

The countess beat him a lot, and she still felt distressed after beating him. Looking at the blood on his back, she began to regret that she had hit him too hard.

She wanted to check his injuries, but she couldn't lose her dignity when reprimanding her son. She took two steps in front of Shen Yiqing and said, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Shen Yiqing replied in a muffled voice, "I know I was wrong."

Uncle Jibei hurriedly said: "Yiqing knew it was wrong, ma'am, it's getting late, let's go back and rest."

The Countess gave him a sideways look, and Uncle Ji Bei immediately shut up. The Countess pinched the center of her eyebrows and said, "Your elder brother has already become a general with his military exploits at your age. I don't ask you to be as successful as your elder brother. As long as it doesn't cause trouble for the family, I'll be thankful."

Shen Yiqing pursed her lips lightly, her lip was bitten by him, and it hurt a little.

The countess looked tired, and waved her hand to Cuihuan, the maidservant.

Cuihuan put the banknote in her hand on the table.

The countess said indifferently: "I know you don't have that much money, so I took as much as Pei Yan and returned it to him."

Mrs. Jibei Botong left, and before leaving, she gave Shen Yiqing a look, but Shen Yiqing ignored him.

The maids and servants all retreated, and Li Qu helped Shen Yiqing get up, and went to find medicine familiarly, and when he came back, he saw Shen Yiqing holding the stack of bank notes to read.

Li Qu carefully helped him take off his clothes, looking at the whip wounds on his back, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and his hands were lighter, but as soon as the medicine was applied, Shen Yiqing shivered in pain.

Li Qu hurriedly diverted his attention, and said, "What are you thinking, Young Master?"

The amount of banknotes in his hand was exactly the amount he distributed today, Shen Yiqing was a little dazed, and said after a while: "I wonder how Pei Yan knew the price to buy that Hu girl in advance."

Li Qu also found it strange that Mr. Pei was too amazing.

He quickly gave Shen Yiqing the medicine, and said: "Sir, you should sleep on your stomach these days."

Li Qu went out and turned off the lights by the way.

Shen Yiqing lay on the bed with her eyes closed, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

There was a burning pain on his back, whether he was lying on his side or on his stomach, the pain was severe. Several times he was about to fall asleep, but was woken up by the pain.

He was also annoyed by the back and forth, so he sat up directly.

He put on his clothes and opened the door.

In April, the night in Chang’an is still a bit cold, it’s already the third watch, there’s no moon tonight, the road is pitch black, and there’s not a single person on the road, Shen Yiqing gathers up her clothes, speeds up her pace, and takes a familiar path to a place The back door of the mansion.

The bedroom was quiet, and the person lying on the bed was breathing steadily, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The door slammed lightly, and the wind blew in, and it was quickly closed again.

A black shadow came in quietly, walked to the desk, flipped through it furtively, and then entered the inner room.

In front of the bed, the black shadow raised his hand, and the thin thing in his hand slowly descended. When he was about to touch the figure on the bed, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

Pei Yan said softly, "What are you doing here?"

Shen Yiqing didn't expect that he was still awake, so she was startled, and sat down beside his bed, turned the pen in her hand, and said innocently: "I came to find you."

Pei Yan turned over, turned his back to him, and said in a muffled voice: "Nowadays there is a lot of rumors in Chang'an that the third son of the Bo family in Jibei is spending a lot of money on an orchid. If you don't want to be with your 'daughter' right now, ask me to do it." What?"

Shen Yiqing kicked off his shoes, threw himself on him with a hippie smile, and teased, "How can Orchid be as interesting as you?"

Pei Yan: "..."

Pei Yan took his hand, turned over and pressed him under him. The room was very dark, but after getting used to it for a long time, he could still make out some outlines. He looked at Shen Yiqing's face and said in a deep voice, "Are you together?" That orchid..."

He seemed to be a little bit embarrassed, or for some other reason, he couldn't say the word below.

It was useless for Shen Yiqing to finish his sentence, and said: "I tore up her deed of selling herself, and let her find her own way out. I don't know where she is now, so how can I be with her?"

Pei Yan was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised his lips, raised his hand to pinch Shen Yiqing's face, and said, "Didn't your mother hit you when you went back?"

This tone is soft, completely different from just now.

Shen Yiqing hid his hand, didn't dodge it, and simply let him go.

He puffed his cheeks against the hand, and said, "I've been thinking about something all night, but I can't figure it out."

Pei Yan: "What's the matter?"

Shen Yiqing: "How did you know that it would take 500 taels of gold to buy Orchid in the end?"

Pei Yan said, "I don't know."

Shen Yiqing: "I don't know?"

Pei Yan leaned over, put her head on his neck, and whispered in his ear: "Because I only have two thousand five hundred taels of gold."

Shen Yiqing: "..."

Looking at the quiet night, he slightly raised his lips. Before he could say anything, Pei Yan suddenly said, "Why do you smell like medicine?"

Shen Yiqing: "..."

He said vaguely, "No..."

The wound medicine had no smell at all, but Pei Yan was always sensitive to smells, so he noticed it when he got close.

Pei Yan was pressing him slightly, but now he sat up and sat up. Not long after, the bedside lamp was lit, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Pei Yan looked at the pale-faced person lying on the bed, and set his gaze on his lips, where a small piece was broken and had scabbed over.

He frowned and said, "Did the countess hit you?"

Shen Yiqing licked the wound on her lips, avoiding Pei Yan's gaze.

It's really embarrassing to be beaten by A Niang at such an age.

He changed the subject and said, "Are you still angry?"

Pei Yan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed lowly, and said, "I thought you didn't know."

Shen Yiqing is not stupid at all, he observes people meticulously, but he never talks about it.

Shen Yiqing curled her lips: "I don't know about others, but don't I know about you, Second Young Master Pei?"

Pei Yan just smiled but didn't answer, half kneeling on the edge of the bed, reaching out to pull Shen Yiqing's belt.

Shen Yiqing quickly stretched out her hand to hold it down.

There was a pattering sound outside the window, but after a while, the sound became more subtle, and it was actually raining heavily.

In the room, only the bedside lamp was lit, and the light was soft enough to illuminate.

The two looked at each other silently, and there was a silent stalemate. After a long time, Shen Yiqing lowered his eyes and moved his hands away.

He watched as Pei Yan unbuttoned his belt, and the movements of his dexterous fanning hands were a little clumsy at the moment, but he didn't want to laugh at him at all, he just felt that someone was finally paying attention to his grievance overnight.

He did something wrong, he was wronged, and he deserved to be beaten, but it didn't prevent him from feeling wronged.

The outer shirt was peeled off, and when the inner garment was reached, Shen Yiqing closed his eyes and said softly, "It's on the back."

Pei Yan was annoyed, he shouldn't have pressed him on the bed.

Because of his action just now, blood oozes out from his back again.

"Why didn't you just say it?" Pei Yan looked at the vertical and horizontal wounds on the white back, and spoke lightly, for fear that Shen Yiqing would hurt if it was heavier.

For some reason, he couldn't fall asleep at home, and now he was sleepy instead. Shen Yiqing yawned, resting his chin on the back of his hand, and lazily said: "I've taken the medicine, and I'll be fine soon."

Pei Yan lowered his head, leaned closer to his wound, and sniffed it.

His breath fell on the skin of Shen Yiqing's back lightly, and his shadow fell on his body. For some reason, Shen Yiqing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"It's the medicine prescribed by Doctor Li," Pei Yan said, "I also have it here, I'll give you some more, don't move."

It was rare for Shen Yiqing to be obedient tonight, and he replied "Yes", after a while, he remembered something, and said: "The bank note in my clothes is for you, please take it carefully."

Pei Yan took the medicine out of the cabinet and asked, "The countess gave it to you?"

Shen Yiqing felt pain when she thought of the wound on A Niang's back, and it happened that Pei Yan applied the medicine on it at this moment, and it was refreshing.

He replied in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

Pei Yan gently applied the medicine to him, and after a while, said: "I see."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Pei Yan couldn't help asking: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Shen Yiqing looked at the lines on Pei Yan's quilt, and said slowly, "Pei Yan, does Lord Hou scold you on weekdays?"

Pei Yan leaned over and blew on the wound lightly: "What are you scolding me for?"

It was cool and comfortable, Shen Yiqing closed his eyes, and said: "For example, your eldest brother is a third-rank official at a young age, but you fool around all day long, without a proper shape."

Pei Yan took the medicine, pulled up his underwear, turned off the light, went to bed himself, and said, "Do you think I'm in good shape too?"

Shen Yiqing moved to the bed and lay down, yawned, and said in a daze: "You and I grew up together, we love brothers and sisters, I naturally wish you well, but..."

Pei Yan waited for a while but didn't wait for his next words, only then did he realize that he had fallen asleep.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the sound was disturbing. Pei Yan put down the bed curtain and lay down.

After his eyes adapted to the darkness, he looked at Shen Yiqing's shadow, the corners of his lips slightly raised, he raised his hand, approached quietly in the night, and then, his fingertips lightly landed on the man's lips.

After only touching it lightly for a while, he withdrew his hand, then turned over, turned his back to the man, and secretly pressed the fingertip that had touched his lips just now to his own lips.

When Shen Yiqing woke up, it was still raining, the bed curtain cut off the light from the sky, and she didn't know what time it was.

Pei Yan fell asleep beside him, and he closed his eyes again, calling him lazily: "Pei Yan, what time is it?"

Pei Yan turned over and replied vaguely: "I don't know, go on to sleep."

Shen Yiqing lay on the ground all night and was really tired, so she turned over and lay on her side, put her legs on Pei Yan's lap, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep again.

When Feng Bai came to call, Shen Yiqing's arms and legs were on Pei Yan's body, she opened her eyes slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Pei Yan: "It's okay, my father told me, you can continue to sleep."

Shen Yiqing turned over, closed her eyes again, and heard Pei Yan get off the bed rustlingly, talking to Feng Bai in a low voice, the footsteps disappeared, and there was no sound in the room.

There was no one around, but Shen Yiqing couldn't fall asleep, lay on the bed for a while, sat up, and called, "Come here."

The one who came in was Feng Bai, this person has always been unsmiling, he is strict in his actions, and has a very boring personality. Shen Yiqing and Li Qu often played tricks on him when he was young.

He saluted Shen Yiqing, and said with a straight face: "Mr. Shen, just tell me."

Shen Yiqing: "I'm hungry."

Feng Bai: "Young Master ordered the kitchen to prepare meals, and I will serve them to Young Master Shen."

Shen Yiqing sat by the bed and put on clothes, said: "No, let's eat together when Pei Yan comes back."

Fengbai: "The young master talked to the master, and he won't come back for a while, so I told you to eat first."

The meals in the Hou's mansion are exquisite, and Shen Yiqing likes to eat each dish.

But he had a bad appetite and didn't eat much. After eating, he waited for Pei Yan in the room, wandered around for a while, looked at the beautiful decorations on the table, put them in his pocket, rummaged around, and saw There are a few books piled up in a hidden place under the table, which don't look like serious books on the surface.

He regained his energy, knelt down and picked up a book.

After turning over a few pages, he blushed and snapped the book down.

He braced his knees and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't resist his curiosity. He moved his head away, opened his eyes slightly, and flipped the book with his fingertips. An extremely explicit erotic picture, but different from ordinary erotic pictures, it is clearly two men who are naked and entangled in various scenes!

What happened to Pei Yan?Hiding such a thing in the room.

There are also many masculine men among the princes and nobles in Chang'an. This is not uncommon, but Shen Yiqing has never seen it. Pei Yan grew up with him. He knows that he does not have such hobbies, so he only read it out of curiosity.

Shen Yiqing sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly turned a page, her face was burning hot, she pursed her lips lightly, and turned another page.

After the rain today, the weather was fine. The servant girl opened the doors and windows, and the sunlight came in, making the room bright.

Pei Yan walked in and called out, "Yiqing."

Feng Bai was tidying up the desk for him, and said: "Young Master Shen has just left."

It's already noon, so Shen Yiqing got impatient waiting.

Fengbai said unhappily: "When I left, I took away a lot of good things, the young master, the Hetian white jade inkstone screen on the table, the picture of a fairy holding the moon that the young master asked someone to find for you with great effort, and the ice flower of the young master. Furongyu's jade pendant was taken away by him."

Pei Yan walked to the desk, smiled and said, "Just take whatever he likes."

Feng Bai frowned, and said: "Young master is too..."

Before he could continue speaking, the Young Master suddenly interrupted him.

Pei Yan: "Did he turn over the table?"

Fengbai had never heard such a flustered tone from the young master, so he hurriedly replied: "It should have been turned over, this house was turned over by him."

Pei Yan's expression changed, and he suddenly turned around and strode towards the door.

When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly.

The sunlight fell on the corner of his moon-white robe, and he looked down until his eyes were painfully burned by the light. He closed his eyes suddenly, and said in a low voice, "That's all."

Feng Bai couldn't figure it out, he saw the young master turned around and said: "You go out, there is no need to ask someone to wait on you."

The young master closed the doors and windows, and did not leave the room until sunset, and did not light the lights in the room.

Feng Bai was really worried, went up and knocked on the door, and shouted: "My lord, it's time for dinner."

The young master answered him after a while, his voice a little depressed: "I don't want to eat, don't call me again."

The servant girl came over with a food box, Feng Bai sighed and said, "Take it away."

The servant girl was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Shen asked someone to bring it over. Brother Liqu said that it is a freshly ripe lychee from the south of the Yangtze River. It was sent to Chang'an on a horse race, and it should be eaten as soon as possible."

Fengbai was impatient: "That's also..."

The door, which had been closed for an entire afternoon, suddenly opened, Pei Yan stood in front of the door, staring straight at the maid, and said, "Did Yi Qing send it here?"

The servant girl was disturbed by his scorching gaze, and nodded timidly.

Pei Yan clenched his knuckles slightly while holding the door: "Did he say anything else?"

The servant girl thought for a while, and said: "I didn't say anything else, I just asked the young master to eat as soon as possible."

Inside the food box was a bunch of fresh and plump big lychees. Pei Yan carefully took out the lychees and searched the food box again and again, but found nothing.

He sat down with a headache.

The order of the books had changed, so he must have read them.

What was Shen Yiqing thinking?

Shen Yiqing was lying on the bed eating lychees, and Uncle Jibei was diligently peeling the lychees in front of his bed.

After peeling one, put it on a small plate. A small pile of round, white and tender lychee flesh is squeezed into the delicate silver plate on the left, and a small pile of lychee cores is in the small plate on the right.

Ever since Uncle Jibei came in, Shen Yiqing didn't give him a good look, and made fun of every sentence. Uncle Jibei greeted his son with a smile and coaxed him, but he was not angry.

The servant girls at the side pretended to be busy, but their ears were pricked up, and their eyes drifted here and there from time to time, secretly watching the excitement.

Uncle Ji Bei laughed and said, "You know, if I protect you, your mother will beat you harder."

Shen Yiqing flipped through the scriptures, her eyes didn't distinguish him, and her tone was cold: "You are afraid that she will beat you together."

Uncle Jibei: "..."

Uncle Ji Bei graciously handed over a peeled lychee and said, "Didn't I intercede for you last night?"

All the servants inside and outside rolled their eyes when they heard this.

Shen Yiqing flipped through the pages of the book, and said lightly: "Li Qu, did uncle say it?"

Li Qu held his head high, and raised his voice, "Master Hui, Li Qu didn't hear it."

Uncle Jibei: "..."

Uncle Jibei put down the lychee with a "slap", raised his brows, and said, "What do you want, please give it to Dad!"

What Shen Yiqing was waiting for was his words, turned over, stretched the wound and didn't care, leaned over and whispered: "Give me your private money."

Uncle Jibei's expression changed, and he said, "No way."

Shen Yiqing rolled up the book, knocked on the edge of the bed, and said aggrievedly: "I have to spend money on Pei Yan to buy a slightly more expensive item, it's really embarrassing."

Uncle Jibei struggled: "Father's private house doesn't have much money..."

Shen Yiqing's abacus was crackling: "Give me half of it."

Uncle Ji Bei gritted his teeth: "Sure, as long as you don't lose your temper with Dad."

An hour later, Li Qu came back.

Shen Yiqing looked at the 50 taels of silver on the table and fell into deep thought.

Liqu's tone was a little sympathetic, and he said in a low voice: "Master really only has so many, it's like cutting his flesh when he gave it to me."

Shen Yiqing rubbed her face, couldn't bear to look directly, and said, "That's all."

Li Qu: "Send it back to Uncle?"

Shen Yiqing: "Buy rations for the parrot on the porch."

Liqu went out with the money in his pocket, and couldn't help feeling more sympathetic to the master.