Wine and Frost

Ling Xuehan held him tightly in his arms, and looked down at the palm prints on Fu Shuang's face and the pinch marks on his neck. The body was dismembered.

Fu Shuang bit her lip, as if trying to regain some consciousness, he seemed to be enduring the discomfort as much as possible, and asked softly, "Ruo, what about Ruoqing..."

Ling Xuehan was silent for a while, thinking about his current situation, she still couldn't bear to tell him the truth.

"I ordered someone to take her back in a carriage first." He didn't say clearly that Ruoqing was dead, but just mentioned it vaguely.

"Then, that's good..."

Fu Shuang only felt that the last tight string in her head was broken, all her consciousness became erratic, and she only felt that her body was getting hotter and more uncomfortable.He tightly grasped Ling Xuehan's arm, and pressed his whole body against him, as if this would relieve the pain.

Ling Xuehan looked at him as if he was more serious than before, secretly thinking that it was not good.He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see a pavilion at the end of the blooming crabapple in the distance.He picked up Fu Shuang horizontally and strode towards the pavilion.

Fu Shuang was very restless in his arms, opened her confused eyes slightly, stretched out her arms to wrap around Ling Xuehan's neck, and put her lips on it indiscriminately.Ling Xuehan left in a hurry, Fu Shuang couldn't kiss his lips, she was so uncomfortable that she was about to cry, and bit the hem of his shirt as if to vent her anger.

The pavilion was also dilapidated and looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time, but it was still tidy and covered with tiles.Ling Xuehan wiped the bench clean indiscriminately before putting Fu Shuang on the chair.

Fu Shuang's back was about to lean against the bench, so she stretched out her hand towards Ling Xuehan with her mouth flattened, and wrapped her arms around his neck, unwilling to let go.A large piece of his clothes had been torn open, revealing his beautiful shoulder blades and snow-white chest.He buried his face in Ling Xuehan's arms and dawdled twice.

Ling Xuehan spread her cloak on the bench, and then went to hold Fu Shuang's hand.He pinched the back of Fu Shuang's neck and carefully pulled her away and laid him flat on the bench. Fu Shuang's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked aggrieved.

"Don't push me away..." He parted his red lips slightly, panting softly, his voice was so gentle that he seemed to be emotional.

Ling Xuehan completely untied his torn clothes, and he leaned down gently to kiss Fu Shuang's lips.His hand stroked down the slender collarbone little by little.Everywhere his hand touched, Fu Shuang felt extremely comfortable, and she was dizzy from the kiss, with the ambiguous pink covering the corners of her eyes and brows.

Ling Xuehan turned to kiss his throat, and kissed him bit by bit.He held Fu Shuangbai's straight legs, and because of the medicine, he entered very smoothly.

Fu Shuang gasped in satisfaction and emotion, with tears in the corners of her eyes, her hands wrapped around the neck of the person in front of her, and she pressed her lips to Ling Xuehan's.

When the affair was over, Fu Shuang's reaction suddenly weakened, even her breathing became weak.Ling Xuehan hurriedly pulled him into his arms, and when he was about to put on Fu Shuang's stripped clothes, the person in his arms gasped again.

Fu Shuang bit her lip in discomfort, pressed her face tightly against Ling Xuehan's chest, and muttered weakly, "I, I still want to..."

In a daze, only slight noises could be heard in the mountains and forests, as if someone was panting lightly, scattered among the crabapple flowers with the wind.

The medicinal properties were too overbearing, and it was obvious that Fu Shuang's body could no longer bear it, but the medicinal properties glowed repeatedly, putting him in a world of intertwined happiness and pain.

This repeated love affair lasted until it was completely dark, and Fu Shuang completely passed out under Ling Xuehan.

Ling Xuehan picked up the man who was dressed indiscriminately.There were traces scattered all over the pavilion, Ling Xuehan couldn't care less about cleaning it up, so he could only order someone to come and clean it up later.

Ling Xuehan put Fu Shuang in his arms before riding on the horse.But just after leaving the mountain pass, they met Fu Miao and other people who came to look for someone.Fu Miao breathed a sigh of relief seeing the two of them.Originally, he rushed into the palace in a hurry to stop his father, and then told Fu Shuang that Fu Shuang was in danger.The prime minister didn't have time to ask the emperor to make peace with him.

When the two arrived at the General's Mansion, they met Ling Xuehan's people who brought the carriage Fu Shuang and Ruoqing were sitting in.Fu Miao became anxious immediately, and also went up the mountain.But the prime minister stayed, just sighed silently, and ordered people to find Ruoqing's relatives, and take them back for a proper burial.

Fu Miao wandered all over the mountain, seemingly searching everything but did not find the two of them.Seeing the sky getting darker, he felt anxious.Now I finally saw the two of them, before I had time to say anything, I only saw my younger brother lying in Ling Xuehan's arms weakly.

"Is Xiaoshuang all right?"

Ling Xuehan closed his eyes slightly, and made a simple statement, "He was drugged, and then he was relieved, and passed out from exhaustion."

"Prescribe medicine?" Fu Miao frowned and asked, "What medicine?"

Ling Xuehan was riding on the horse, silent and did not answer.

Fu Miao looked at the slightly messy clothes of the two, and her brother's abnormal red face, and suddenly realized something.

"I'll send Fu Shuang back first."

After Ling Xuehan finished speaking, she raised her whip and hurried back.

When Ling Xuehan rushed back to the General's Mansion, she ordered someone to boil hot water and cleaned Fu Shuang herself.Although the pavilion was covered with tiles, there was also a lot of dust and fallen leaves, and it was inevitable that the two of them would get some dirt on their bodies when they were tossing and turning.

He took off Fu Shuang's clothes, carried her into the tub, and then took off his own clothes, and soaked in the tub together.

Fu Shuang woke up when she was washed and placed on the mattress.He felt as if his whole body had been run over by a car, and he had no strength at all.He tried his best to open his eyes. Although his body was still weak, he became much clearer.

Seeing that he was awake, Ling Xuehan immediately sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch Fu Shuang's cheek.

But the next moment, Fu Shuang turned his face slightly.

Ling Xuehan paused with her outstretched hand in the air.

Fu Shuang's hand grasped the sheet under her body, and the silence spread between the two of them infinitely.

In the next second, Ling Xuehan pinched his chin and forced him to turn his face around.

"Fu Xiaoshuang."

"..." Fu Shuang was looking into his eyes. Ling Xuehan's peach blossom eyes were beautiful, but he was not a person who liked to laugh, and the coldness in his eyes was always overflowing.At this time, the emotions in his eyes included sadness, pain and resentment, but they were not cold. "……let go."

Ling Xuehan held the hand on his chin, hesitated for a while, and then let go.He just kept looking at Fu Shuang, but didn't speak.

Although Fu Shuang felt it was difficult and painful, she still supported her body with her hands, sat up reluctantly, and leaned against the bed.His eyes were downcast, and his eyes seemed to be unable to focus.

Ling Xuehan just stared at him steadfastly, looking at his still ambiguous pink cheeks, the bruises that couldn't be concealed even with clothes on, and his blank and absent-minded look.

After a long time, Ling Xuehan heard Fu Shuang's voice.

"He Lishu, have you received it..." He buried his face in his knees after he finished speaking.

Ling Xuehan seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to grab Fu Shuang's arm and pulled Fu Shuang into his arms.Even though Fu Shuang looked at him with round eyes full of panic, Ling Xuehan kissed those slightly parted pink lips fiercely without any hesitation.

"Hmm..." Fu Shuang was so kissed that she could only make a whining sound, with tears in the corners of her eyes, she pushed and rejected the arrogant man in front of her with both hands, but it was useless.

Ling Xuehan let go of his lips, then put his head on Fu Shuang's shoulder, and took a very, very light bite.Fu Shuang trembled all over.

"I received it." Ling Xuehan raised her head slowly, and touched the back of Fu Shuang's neck with her right hand, passing through his soft black hair, "I tore it up, you are still my wife now. I will not agree to divorce."

Fu Shuang's round eyes were slightly startled, she turned her face sideways and bit her lower lip.

"Why, why..." Fu Shuang turned around after a while, her teeth chattering, "Why didn't you let me go..."

"I like you." Ling Xuehan looked at him now, just wanted to slap himself hard, and he confessed in an extremely firm voice, "Fu Xiaoshuang, it's you I like."

Fu Shuang looked at him, then showed a slightly bitter smile, and shook her head very lightly and slowly.

"Why don't you believe it?" Ling Xuehan squeezed his shoulders, "Why don't you believe it, you are the little rabbit, you are the one who married me in the red wedding dress, and you are the one who said that you want to be with me well."

Hearing this, Fu Shuang finally shed tears, biting the arc of his lips as if he was smiling, his voice was still hoarse after excessive joy, but it was bit by bit grinding in Ling Xuehan's heart.

"Because what he did for you, I will never be able to do it." Fu Shuang raised her face with tears in her eyes, "He died for you, and he will remain in your heart forever, won't he?"

"Fu Xiaoshuang...I—"

What Ling Xuehan wanted to say was blocked by Fu Shuangfu's light kiss.This kiss was very light and shallow, just like Fu Shuang, soft but firm.He didn't stay too long, just skipped over like a breeze.

"So, let me go?" Fu Shuang raised her tearful eyes, but looked at him firmly, "I can't compare to Wei Qi, and I don't want to. I like you, but I feel uncomfortable. So...don't see you again. , okay?"

Ling Xuehan looked into his eyes, but shook her head fiercely.

"I won't let go, Fu Xiaoshuang." Ling Xuehan pressed his forehead against Fu Shuang's, and said in a volume that only two people could hear, "Don't even think about leaving me."

Fu Shuang closed her eyes and turned her face sideways in pain.

After a long time, he seemed to try his best to suppress the last emotion and calm down.He asked blankly, "Where is Ruoqing? Didn't you say to send her back first..."

Ling Xuehan hugged his figure for a moment, but still told the truth, "Ruoqing was stabbed in the back of the heart by that scoundrel, and she was already dead when I arrived."

His hand slid across Fu Shuang's forehead, brushing his messy hair from crying. "I have ordered someone to bury her generously, and someone will take good care of her relatives in the future."

Fu Shuang opened her eyes in a daze, and her originally blank expression became even more emotionless, "It's all because of me...she died because of me, because I'm useless..."

Ling Xuehan hugged him tightly, "The coachman is a hired killer. If you hadn't escaped, I wouldn't be here in time to save you. Don't think about it."

Fu Shuang just shook her head fiercely, and kept saying that it was all my fault.He only felt a sudden pain in his throat, Fu Shuang raised his hand to cover his mouth, and vomited a mouthful of blood.Black blood, after he vomited blood, he fainted in Ling Xuehan's arms as if he had exhausted his last strength.