I brought down Bai Yueguang by selling miserably

Qi Jue felt that he was a little bit drunk. He obviously didn't drink, but his heart was erratic.

The afternoon sun was dazzling, the dust was flying in the distance, and the horseshoes kept kicking.

Su Mingyu squinted his eyes, and saw a long army entering from the gate of the city, going around to the rear of the barracks.

"It seems that there is another good news at the border." There was no one around, Su Mingyu rested his chin on Qi Jue's shoulder, and said leisurely: "I thought that today's dinner was just for me, which is a bit unreasonable. "

"Now you should relax." Qi Jue looked at him.

"I've always been very relieved." Su Mingyu raised his eyebrows: "Brother Qi said he would protect me, so why am I worried?"

Qi Jue chuckled lightly, but didn't expose him.

The sound of horseshoes can be heard endlessly, and the dust stirred up is scattered in all directions.Qi Jue put down the curtain and walked in: "The liquor at the border is strong, you don't drink very much, so drink less at night."

"When I came here, they treated me more politely. They treated me as a guest just like Brother Qi, so I probably couldn't refuse." Su Mingyu responded.

He took a quick step, put his backhand on the wooden table, stood in front of Qi Jue, and looked up at him: "But brother Qi is not drunk for a thousand cups, brother will help me, right?"

Su Mingyu's voice was clear and soft, he was clearly standing in front of him, but there was a bit of pleading and weakness in his gaze from bottom to top, which would not make people feel any discomfort.

A Thousand Cups of Not Drunk is obviously exaggerated.But Qi Jue has been praised so much, and he is also a sweetheart, so it is hard to say that he is a mediocre drinker.

Plus your own drinking capacity is not bad in itself.The amount of a cup can be said to be a hundred cups, and the amount of a hundred cups can be said to be a thousand cups.

"Okay, I'll hold the wine for you." Qi Jue replied.

"Brother Qi is so kind." Su Mingyu took Qi Jue's waist and kissed him softly next to his ear.

As soon as Qi Juewei lowered his head, he could see Su Mingyu's clear and shining eyes, and he looked away a little anxiously.

Su Mingyu grabbed Qi Jue's hand, and before playing with it for a long time, he felt that Qi Jue lowered his body and hugged him gently.

His movements were not overbearing, but they seemed particularly intimate.

Su Mingyu stroked his fingers, and sniffed him twice with the tip of his nose, feeling the cool smell lingering in his nose, like morning dew with a faint scent of pine blossoms, which was his favorite smell.

"Ming Yu." Qi Jue called him softly, his voice was no longer so clear, like a handful of fine sand sprinkled in clear water, and his breathing seemed a little unsteady.

"Brother Qi, you usually call me by my name, I thought..." Su Mingyu said softly, "You don't like calling me that."

"It's not because you often messed up before." Qi Jue punished Su Mingyu by biting his ear.

I don't know if it's Qi Jue's illusion, but he always feels that Su Mingyu's body is very sensitive.Afraid of cold and itchy, when in pain, his face will become very pale, and he will sweat a lot.The complexion looks normal, but is fragile, turning red with the slightest irritation.

But his heart seldom responds to the outside world, and he still walks alone according to his own preset path.

Few people's bodies and minds are isolated to such an extent. Is it the effect of drugs?

Is this the alchemy furnace?

Qi Jue pinched Su Mingyu's cheek lightly with his fingers, and that fair complexion immediately turned slightly red.

Qi Jue didn't know why he felt so painful, he was amused by the joke-like metaphor he inexplicably thought of, and his heart felt a slight numb pain.

He turned his face to the side and gently kissed the place where his fingertips had been hardened just now, as if comforting.

Su Mingyu was very comfortable being kissed, but he did not forget to refute his previous words: "When I provoke you, you ignore me, and only when you tease me do you like to call me Su Ming by my full name and surname." Yu. Brother Qi is just like that..."

Su Mingyu didn't say the bad taste, paused, and chose a less derogatory adjective: "childish."

The pity in Qi's determination instantly went down by half, and he frowned slightly and looked at him: "I didn't realize you were so narrow-minded before."

Before Su Mingyu could answer, Qi Jue said again: "Shut up. Don't turn over old accounts."

Qi Jue said shut up and said it in a calm and steady manner, obviously not in an angry tone, but with a willful tone that cannot be questioned and you are not allowed to sing against me.

Su Mingyu couldn't help laughing: "Brother Qi, you are so fierce, although I don't want to say it, but you look like a villain who is in a hurry..."

Before Su Mingyu could finish his words, Qi Jue blocked his mouth, his head was a little swollen from being kissed, but his hands were tightly clasped on Qi Jue's wrist.

Qi Jue broke free with a little displeasure, stretched out his hand to hold the back of Su Mingyu's head and continued to kiss him, the movements changed too quickly, and his center of gravity was a little unstable.

Su Mingyu took the opportunity to turn over, put his hands on the table next to Qi Jue, and pressed Qi Jueqin.A few strands of black hair hung by his ears, tickling his heart.

Qi Jue felt that he was a little bit drunk. He obviously didn't drink, but his heart was erratic.

The kiss that fell on the lips was light and gentle, and it seemed that even the body had a little reaction.

But he doesn't like the feeling of being suppressed very much. He is the best swordsman in the world. Even if he likes someone, it must be that I love you and possess you.

Qi Jue pushed Su Mingyu lightly, but without pushing away, he subconsciously increased his strength.

Su Mingyu was in pain, stopped, and looked at Qi Jue with a little aggrieved expression.

Only then did Qi Jue realize that he had never thought of any reason to reject him, so he had to find a lame excuse: "It's not good to be seen."

Sure enough, Su Mingyu didn't accept this trick: "You don't need to find such an excuse if you want to refuse me."

He wilted visibly: "I like to be in Brother Qi's arms, doesn't Brother Qi like it?"

"You..." Qi Jue really wants to say that you are almost overwhelming me, but from another angle, it is not wrong to say that you are in my arms, is it really because I am too sensitive?

For the first time in his life he had a headache from something like this.

"It's my fault." Qi Jue rubbed Su Mingyu's arm: "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts." Su Mingyu hugged Qi Jue, stretched out his arms, watched Qi Jue lower his eyes and blow lightly on the red mark on his arm, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Not long after sunset, the outside became lively.

The border conditions are difficult, even if the general camp is set up in the city, they will not hold a big banquet, only a few generals have the right to gather wine in one tent and have the right to hold a banquet.

"The battle was busy a few days ago, and even Huang Qi's army that wiped out Duhua City didn't celebrate well. I didn't expect to rush to the old general Huai to return from victory." Mu Yun said with a deep smile.

Although the generals under the seat had gray beards, they were hale and hearty, and respectfully offered a glass of wine to Mu Yunshen.

"Old General Huai's return to the camp today coincides with His Majesty's driving here, which is also a kind of fate."

"I have heard a little bit about the capital city. Your Majesty has suffered." Huai Zhao raised his glass to Li Lan.

Although Li Lan behaved badly, but after staying in the palace for so many years, he knew how to play tricks on others.

After exchanging cups and cups, they had almost exchanged pleasantries before they mentioned Qi Jue, Ye Xuanwen and Su Mingyu by the way.

Mu Yunshen introduced: "This is Shaoxia Qi, and he escorted His Majesty to Yanyun City."

Huai Zhao was quite bold and unrestrained, he walked up to Qi Jue to toast, and also toasted Ye Xuanwen by the way.

After drinking a few glasses of spirits, his steps became a little unsteady.With a slightly shaky figure, he walked in front of Su Mingyu.

Although many candle lamps were lit in the tent, they could not illuminate the entire military tent.

At this moment, Huai Zhao looked at Su Mingyu's face with slightly astonished eyes.

Su Mingyu touched the wine with him in a courteous and thoughtful manner, and the collision of the wine cups made a crisp sound.

Huai Zhao came back to his senses.

Su Mingyu thoughtfully said: "Old General Huai had drunk so many glasses of wine before, so there is no need to be polite to Wansheng. I did it, you can do whatever you want."

Huai Zhao responded twice, and drank a few sips less according to his words.He was refreshed, and when he got up, he didn't feel drunk, and returned to his seat with a heavy heart, but it didn't float on his face.

Su Mingyu's words were like a reminder. After returning to his seat, he did not indulge in drinking as usual, but tried his best to keep his mind clear.

In order to pave the way for the "private meeting" between himself and Su Mingyu, Li Lan made a toast to Su Mingyu from time to time, expressing his interest in him.

Mu Yunshen also had a grudge against Su Mingyu, an unknown person who joined in the middle of the process, and Su Mingyu answered perfectly when he borrowed wine to trick him many times during the dinner.

It didn't even figure out the connection between Su Mingyu and Shengmingjiao, only that he was a failed scholar who hadn't been in high school for a long time.

To avoid trouble, Qi Jue didn't reveal his identity, but silently helped him block the wine.

Several hours passed, and Qi Jue couldn't tell how many glasses he had drunk, and he was a little tipsy no matter how much he drank.

"Your Majesty, the old minister will leave first." "The old minister will also leave."

……

The people at the banquet gradually dispersed.

Qi Jue leaned on Su Mingyu's body, he didn't go crazy like an ordinary drunk, but just held Su Mingyu's hand affectionately, looking quite dependent on him.

Ye Xuanwen kept staring at the movement here, Qi Jue told himself that there was something hidden about Su Mingyu's killing of Master Zhichan, but he still didn't believe Su Mingyu.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Su Mingyu is a good person, he cannot tolerate Qi Jue being so close to him.

Su Mingyu whispered: "Brother Qi, don't stop drinking for me, you are already drunk."

"I'm not drunk." Qi Jue argued softly.

Su Mingyu wanted to laugh: "But I want to drink, can you let me drink?"

"Okay." Qi Jue returned the wine cup to him: "Drink less, I don't want to go back with a drunk on my back."

"I'll take Big Brother Qi home." Most of the people at the banquet dispersed, Ye Xuanwen walked up to Qi Jue, and stretched out his hand to help him.

"I don't want you to send it." Qi Jue refused softly but resolutely, looked at Su Mingyu and said, "I want you to send it."

"Okay, I'll take you back." Su Mingyu replied, frowning: "You really drank too much."

Qi Jue had never rejected him like this before, even if he was drunk, Ye Xuanwen found it unbearable.

He was already thin-skinned, even if he felt unwilling, he still went back first.

Su Mingyu held Qi Jue in his arms, looking a bit strenuous.

"Let me help send Shaoxia Qi back." Huai Zhao spoke up.

"Old General Huai is here." Su Mingyu said politely.

Huai Zhao only gave him a little help from the side. Although Qi Jue was drunk, it was not difficult for him to move, and it was quite normal.Su Mingyu's strenuous effort shown earlier was probably just to deceive others.

When the three of them left Mu Yunshen's military tent, Huai Zhao handed Qi Jue to Su Mingyu with confidence.

But Qi Jue is a drunk person after all.He walked quite normally, but his hands were restless.

First he pulled Su Mingyu's sleeves, but when he felt uncomfortable, he pulled his belt.But after a while, he felt that the belt was not long enough, so he stretched out his hand to help him untie it longer.

"Brother, don't move." Su Mingyu's ears were stained a thin layer of red.

Qi Jue did not move as he said, but only for a moment.

Su Mingyu's face was a little hot, no matter how Huai Zhao is also his elder, he has not been so embarrassed in front of others for a long time.

"I didn't expect Shaoxia Qi to be so reckless when he was drunk." Huai Zhao laughed twice.

"Maybe I don't look like myself when I'm drunk." Su Mingyu felt helpless.

Huai Zhao wanted to help Qi Jue, but he threw him away with great strength, and said with a dry smile, "He's quite acquainted."

"Yes." Su Mingyu half hugged Qi Jue back and put him on the bed.

"Brother, come, drink a bowl of hangover medicine." Su Mingyu watched Qi Jue drink it, and silently covered him with a blanket.

Huai Zhao glanced at the curtain, got up and walked to Su Mingyu, bowed and said: "The old minister pays homage to His Royal Highness."