I brought down Bai Yueguang by selling miserably

Su Mingyu seemed to feel like he had a big dream in the early morning. When he woke up, he found that the bed curtain was blown by the wind, and it was dawn

Qi Jue's voice rang in his ears: "Is it sweet?"

"What?" Su Mingyu's throat tightened, this kiss was indeed different from usual, it felt crisp and numb, did it feel sweeter because he was caught off guard?

Seeing that Su Mingyu didn't respond, Qi Jue asked again: "Is the plum cake sweet?"

Only then did Su Mingyu realize that he misunderstood Qi Jue's meaning, coughed lightly and said, "It's okay."

People on the bridge flocked to the other side, and the carriages and horses on the street in the distance slowly pushed the golden dragon lanterns, and there were people performing acrobatics in the carriages.

The feast of fireworks has not yet fallen, and the surrounding environment is noisy and bustling.

Qi Jue turned around in the crowd, and stretched out his hand to Su Mingyu: "Catch me, don't get lost."

"Definitely." Su Mingyu clasped his hands tightly and interlocked his fingers, his heart beat like a drum, and it was so strong that it almost made him a little confused.

Fireworks streak across the sky like fireflies.

Qi Jue's black hair brushed against the brocade patterns on his white clothes, and the touch from his fingertips was reassuring.

Those complex smells floated in the air, including the smell of fireworks, the smell of various snacks, and the cool smell of Qi Jue.

It was clearly in the dark night, but Su Mingyu seemed to feel like he had a big dream in the morning. When he woke up, he found that the bed curtain was blown by the wind, and it was already dawn.

"Here." Qi Jue stopped, and it was a step: "There are few people and you can still see it."

Su Mingyu stood on the next floor, watching the Golden Dragon Lantern slowly passing by.

Someone sprinkled sugar from the car, and Qi Jue reached out to catch it.

He peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed the candy into Su Mingyu's mouth.

so sweet.Su Mingyu couldn't help but think of the fudge he ate in Huajie when he was six years old. That was the first time he walked on the streets of the imperial capital.

The golden dragon lantern sailed into the distance, followed by colorful lanterns.Qilin lanterns, tiger lanterns, cattle and sheep lanterns, animals of various colors, in various forms.

The child in the aisle sat on his father's shoulders, looking curiously at the lantern in front of him, his bright eyes filled with warm yellow light.

"Su Mingyu." Qi Jue called out to him.

In the twilight of thousands of lights, the plain three words seem to be dyed with infinite warmth.

With previous experience, Su Mingyu was really afraid that Qi Jue would make another surprise attack, so he forcibly broke this charming atmosphere with a cold voice: "What are you doing?"

Qi Jue didn't reply, he stood on the upper step and pulled Su Mingyu into his arms from behind.

Before Su Mingyu could speak, Qi Jue stretched out a hand to flatten the broken hair on Su Mingyu's head, and moved it to his chest: "You are shorter than me."

He spoke seriously and plainly, as if he was stating a fact, with a bit of pretentious seriousness.

Su Mingyu burst out laughing, and couldn't help but bend down with a smile: "Brother Qi, your desire to win is too strong."

"I can't help it, I haven't lost before." Qi Jue paused and said softly, "I don't even want to lose in front of you."

Su Mingyu's thoughts moved slightly.

Qi Jue reached out and touched his cheek.

Su Mingyu smiled and said, "What are you looking for, I don't have dimples."

Qi Jue whispered in his ear: "I'll pinch one for you."

As he spoke, he carefully touched Su Mingyu's face with his hands, as if he was looking for a suitable position.

Su Mingyu's ears turned red: "Brother Qi..."

Qi Jue stopped his hands and lay lazily on his shoulder.

The smell of Qi Jue lingered on the tip of Su Mingyu's nose, and his sleeves gently rubbed Su Mingyu's neck, the material of Yunjin was icy and cool, with a soft touch.

Several rounds of fireworks were fired in the sky, and the crowd gradually dispersed.Dim lights in the distance.

"Go back?" Su Mingyu asked.

"En." Qi Jue got up from Su Mingyu, and the two walked towards the inn side by side.

There are still a few stalls on the far bank of the river that are still lit.

Chang Shuo put his hand on the hard board and poked his head to read the poem written by Hua Mianyue on the paper lantern.

"It's useless to say that you're in love, it's okay to be melancholy." Chang Shuo said: "Brother Hua's calligraphy is really beautiful."

"Miao Zan." Hua Mian said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Okay, I'll keep it well when I go back." Chang Shuo agreed with a smile, and asked again: "Do you want to bring two for Brother Qi and Mr. Su?"

With a trace of imperceptible loneliness on Hua Mianyue's face, she said with a slight smile, "They are probably in a good mood tonight, so they probably don't need it."

"These two seem to be having a really good time." Mo Chongchen looked at Chang Shuo and Hua Mianyue not far away.

"We won't play with them anymore." Shi Qianxing said: "The tide-leading stone is still not shining, we can leave here tomorrow."

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The moonlight was like water, and Su Mingyu stepped into the door with one foot, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

The dense cold came from the abdomen, spreading all over the limbs and bones.

"What's wrong?" Qi Jue asked.

"It's a bit cold." Su Mingyu couldn't speak too much, and even his footsteps became a little stagnant.

Counting the time, the poison he received in the secret room that day should have taken hold.

"How can it be cold?" Qi Jue grabbed his hand, it wasn't cold, but cold sweat kept oozing from his palm.

Qi Jue carried Su Mingyu to the bed, his face was pale, and he seemed to be enduring it very hard.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Qi Jue asked softly, half holding him.

Su Mingyu was in so much pain that he couldn't answer his words anymore.

Qi Jue could only carefully touch various parts of his body with his hands, and when he touched his abdomen, he could clearly feel Su Mingyu's frown deepened.

Qi Jue gently placed his hand on Su Mingyu's abdomen, inputting internal energy into his body, warming his dantian.

Su Mingyu's consciousness was already a little trance, and he kept burrowing into Qi Jue's arms.

Qi Ruin was in so much pain that it was hard to recover, he could only hug Su Mingyu tightly to deceive himself, and whispered in his ear: "Are you just trying to act like a baby?"

Perhaps it was the effect of internal force, Su Mingyu let out a muffled snort, his brows slightly relaxed.He opened his eyes tiredly: "I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Su Mingyu had no strength at all, but seeing Qi Jue's worried expression, he still insisted and added: "Don't worry."

After saying this, he closed his eyes, saying that he fell asleep, more like fainted.

"Su Mingyu." Qi Jue called him softly, but there was no response.

After a few hours, the pain in Su Mingyu's body passed. He opened his heavy eyes and found that his body was soaked in sweat, as if soaked in water.

Qi Jue's lips were lightly pressed against his forehead, and he hugged him tightly.

No one has ever tensed themselves up like this.

Su Mingyu didn't know whether it was the lack of love in the first half of his life, or love itself was like this, warm and warm.

Knowing that you can't get it, that it doesn't belong to you, you will still yearn for it.

Su Mingyu looked at Qi Jue's side face quietly, tightened his hands for a while, and gently hugged him back.

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